Imperial capital

Seeing that it is about to enter May, the weather is gradually getting hotter, and the imperial capital is becoming more and more lively. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 As the political center of the country, all the best resources of the entire empire, major families and talents from all walks of life are constantly gathered here. These people are here to find their future, chase their dreams, and also dot the bustling city of the city.

A little later in the Golden Ring district, next to the manor houses of the golden nobles, there was a large manor with a red border on a white background, and a red knight's banner was hunting in the wind. This banner was much larger than that of the other families, and every nobleman looked at it with something strange - either in awe or in disgust. Because this banner represents one of the most powerful leaders of the aristocratic group in the entire empire, it is a very powerful force in the ruling class of the empire.

"Why don't you stop Bowen's mess around?", the speaker was dressed in a dark black suit, with some mysterious patterns outlined with gold threads, he looked to be in his forties, his black hair was professionally groomed, shiny and black, and he was meticulously carried behind his head. With some light makeup on his face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose bridge, and a slightly black and blue chin hidden behind the flower collar, it gives people a sense of righteousness and awe-inspiring, not angry but mighty.

He raised his hand to set aside the teacup in his hand and looked at the other person opposite.

The man smiled, "Don't you think the timing of Bowen's selection is very correct?", the previous man showed a deferential look, tilted his head slightly, looked at him with a bright gaze, and said with a slow smile: "Our Majesty Pars has become uneasy, if it drags on any longer, I'm afraid that Greyn guy will be dispatched." Bowen was stuck at this critical point in time, making His Majesty Pars less anxious. At least the Bell province has taken action, proving that there is nothing wrong with the attitude and position of the ruling class in Bell Province. ”

He took a sip of black tea and shook his head with a smile, "Actually, His Majesty Pars may not be unclear about what we are doing in this matter, but she can't say it and there is no need to say it, just like all political events, someone has to come forward, not because they have the country or justice in mind, the real reason is that their interests have been harmed." Sean's rebellion did bring some trouble to the situation in the empire, but it was just a trouble, not a stake. Everyone knows very well that a small problem like Sean's can be crushed to death in those rural places by sending a random character. ”

"She's doing this just to take this opportunity to tell you, and the others. "Your Majesty, as the ruler of this country, must show her hatred for the rebels, and her determination to eradicate all the rebels, regardless of her personal preferences. If even His Majesty Pars does not show these sentiments, and does not care about or even indifferent to the rebellion at the grassroots level, then the country will be finished, and everyone will rise up. ”

"So you don't have to worry too much, at least not for now, and none of this has anything to do with us. ”

"And ......," he laughed out loud, "Bowen he can't win, it's going to be a protracted battle!"

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Bowen certainly didn't know that the big men in the imperial capital were discussing his gathering of seven forces to suppress the rebellion of Venier, and if he knew that he might feel honored, the next thing was fear. In the countryside like Bell Province, where even the eyes of the big people don't want to stay, no matter how powerful Bowen is, he is just a nouveau riche like a rural bun, and in the eyes of the big people in the imperial capital, a nobleman like him is actually a little better than a pariah, that's all.

At this time, Bowen was full of spirit and high morale, which was completely different from the big man's mouth that he couldn't win, and he felt that he had won when he led the army. As he was leaving, he instructed the steward of the lord's palace to prepare a feast for the celebration and the supplies for the army, and to prepare for his victory.

Why?

An army of more than 10,000 people to attack a city led by untouchables has an absolute superiority in terms of troops, and also occupies the commanding heights morally.

In this way, more than 10,000 people finally saw the walls of Venier after eight days, which made everyone excited.

Whether it is the civilian class or the privileged class, except for the kind of high-achieving students who graduated from the Imperial Higher Academy and directly entered the center, everyone else who wants to climb up cannot do without military exploits. It is difficult to obtain military success, after all, wars do not break out every day, and Orlando's more than 300 years of rule has only been marked by two large-scale civil wars and one battle against invasion. Other than that, there are few other places to get merit.

Of course, it is impossible to count the merits of war in the conflict between the nobles, after all, it is not beneficial to the country at all.

This made it difficult for the nobles to find a reliable way to ascend, and things like Balatan were rare, and even if they did, they would be quickly extinguished. This rebellion of Sean gave everyone a chance, as long as they can make enough contributions, it is difficult to pay homage to the prime minister, but it is still possible to improve the social status.

Unlike the people outside the city, Sean is extremely serious at this time, and this is the biggest crisis since his rebellion. As long as you can get through this crisis...... In fact, it is also dangerous in the future. The current situation is not going to be happy for Sean, either winning or losing. If he loses, he will naturally lose his life, no matter what ideals and pursuits he once had, it will become a meaningless thing along with his death, and people will soon be tormented by real life to forget that there was such a person, forget that he once stood up and rebelled and overthrew the ruling class, and people will continue to live under the ruled society.

If he wins, then things are more troublesome, and victory is like a knife, constantly stimulating the tense nerves of the empire. He wasn't sure if he would live longer if he won than if he lost, he was just a little bug before he won and he had such self-knowledge. For some small insects, people don't want to take a few steps to step on them, even if they see them, because people feel that there is no point in doing so. But if this little bug swallows another small bug and becomes a big bug, then the trouble is really big.

The attitude of people when they see big insects is different from the attitude of seeing small insects, they are full of disgust and murderous intent, they are willing to take a few more steps, in order to step on them, step on the insects, and let the juice splash all over the ground.

"Are you worried about those people outside the city?", Philip has become Sean's chief of staff, and the only one. A person of insight will not follow a person like Sean, he has no future, he can fight the whole country with his own strength, he can laugh to death when he speaks, and it is only a matter of time before he is defeated, so why should he link his life with this kind of person? So Philip has become a decision-maker other than Sean, many things seem to be Sean's decisions, but the person who makes the plan is Philip.

This second-level steward is smarter than he imagined, and he understands people's hearts better.

Sean nodded, he touched his discounted calf bone, the fracture had long been healed, but when it was rainy, his calf would be sore, and he didn't dare to use force when walking, "Do you think we can win?"

Philip nodded affirmatively, "If you don't plan to pull everyone out and fight each other directly, in terms of defending the city alone, our troops are enough for us to sustain us." ”

With 5,000 infantry and 1,500 cavalry, defending the city is definitely enough, but Sean is still worried about another thing, "What if the other side besieges and doesn't attack? Once they cut off our supply lines, we won't be able to hold on for long." I'm worried that there is only enough food in the city for more than two months. There had just been a famine, and Sean had an instinctive pursuit and fear of food, and once food was scarce, the city would be in chaos without outside pressure.

Philip comforted, "Lord Sean, I have to remind you that your worries are completely unnecessary. I dare to conclude that it will not take more than two months, only half a month, and they will be defeated and become your prisoners. Those nobles will also live or die according to your will. Philip hung down, took a letter from his sleeve pocket, and handed it over.

Sean looked at Philip in disbelief, "Why don't I know this letter? Whose letter is this? What else are you doing behind my back?", he quickly turned his attention to the envelope again, the clay on the envelope was intact, which made Sean a little relieved, at least Philip didn't peek. He smashed the seal, opened the envelope, took out the stationery and spread it out on the back of his hand, and looked at it line by line, the expression on his face changed one after another.

From shock, to bewilderment, then to surprise, finally to mild anger, until calmed down. He shook the letter paper and sneered a few times, he really couldn't understand the way of the world more and more. When he was still the head of the mercenary group before, he felt that this world was nothing more than His Majesty the Emperor's biggest, and His Majesty the Emperor had the final say. But only now did he really discover that the emperor obviously could not really achieve the unity of the will of the upper and lower levels. In a place like the province of Bell, it is clear that the will of the nobility is more important.

He threw the letter paper into the brazier and burned it, looking at Philip with a blank face, "Then the work of defending the city will be left to you." He looked at Philip, and there was something special hidden in the depths of his eyes, both anticipation and suspicion.

"It is my pleasure, my lordship. Philip bowed as if he were Sean's real staff. (To be continued.) )