The imperial capital, Midur, was an ancient city that had suffered from years of war but had not affected its prosperity in any way, but the frequent changes of the emperor had left the palace at the center of power depressed and deserted. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The consul hall was the place where the emperors received their subordinates and conducted government affairs, and there was no extravagant decoration here, and the plush carpet dyed red stretched from the gate to the throne on the high steps, where there were no chairs for people except for the throne on the high steps for the emperor and empress. Not only the chairs, but also the lack of any ornamentation, the large floor-to-ceiling glass can be seen from the outside of the clean hall, and the symmetrical columns on both sides and the reliefs on them are the few decorations here.

Emperor Bagh, who was sitting on the throne undignifiedly, looked coldly at Pope Jia Weiwen, who was making a moving and sensational speech at the bottom of the steps, and every word that the other party said was treated as nonsense one by one.

"Now, on behalf of the God of War and Domination, I ask the great Emperor Bagh. After the speech, the Pope told Emperor Bag on the throne his purpose: "As a citizen of Gaviman, would you like to join this crusade to defend the faith for the honor of the gods?"

"Yes. Without thinking, the Pope did not know whether the other party had passed through his brain when he said this.

"I will immediately gather a million troops and go to Morris. "Bag, who has always sat crookedly on the throne, made his own promise to the other party, and a bold promise is just not realistic at all.

"IMHO. "As far as I know, His Majesty's army, except for the various legions that cannot be mobilized, is about 100,000, when did His Majesty have an army of one million?"

"Then I'll go when I have a million troops!"

Philip Capet, known as Hermes, king of the kingdom of Valois, was now commanding his army to fight against Emperor Bag in Midor, and after seeing how Bag became emperor, the young king immediately thought that he could do as an orthodox Midur and a side branch of the orthodox royal family of Tanialyn, and that he could do it better than the other party.

Philip was very fond of horses, and although he was a king, he took care of them every day. The horsehair brush in his hand was constantly grooming his beloved horse's hair, and the archbishop, who was constantly quoting scriptures, was completely ignored by the other party.

"King Philip, are you going to do it?" asked the archbishop, who could not stand the other man's disregard for skill.

Philip, who had been brushing his horse, finally stopped and began to pay his attention to the chattering archbishop beside him. The cold gaze made the archbishop, who was over 100 years old, feel a tremor from the soul.

"The last person who said I couldn't do it was my Uncle Wang. Philip turned his gaze back to his beloved horse, and the old man on the side could not arouse the slightest interest in the other party: "A few years ago, he was split by me. ”

"I have 40,000 cavalry under my command, and anyone with a little common sense knows that as long as my iron cavalry continues to advance, will some barbarians from the northwest and from the northeast be able to stop me?" Philip was arranging the mane of his beloved horse while stating to the archbishop beside him the facts he approved, "As a Midur of faith, I will definitely join the great crusade." But before then, I'm going to trample that barbarian from the northeast to death, and then I'm going to teach the barbarian heretics from the northwest a lesson!"

The battle that was about to break out near Cold Creek Castle ended hastily under the speech of a priest. The soldiers on both sides who were supposed to fight a large-scale battle are now collecting the corpses of their comrades on the battlefield, some are returning to the camp to care for their wounded comrades, and some are sharing a small amount of food with the former enemy soldiers on the battlefield and imagining how many infidels they will be able to kill in the next holy war.

The two sides, who were ready to start fighting after breakfast in the morning, are now able to sit on the table and negotiate peace. Shilinya never knew that the gods of the other world actually had such a rebellious appeal, and could turn the two sides who fought to the death yesterday into close comrades-in-arms like brothers today.

Now Cold Creek Castle has become the main venue for negotiations between the two sides. In order to show the sincerity of the negotiations, both sides released the captives of the nobles of the other side at the suggestion of Bishop Pedro.

"Now, on behalf of Jia Weiwen, I urge Alain, Duke of Anjitan, and Ian, Duke of Domonides, to negotiate peace, hoping that the two sides can reach a peace agreement as soon as possible, and everyone will work together to fight the infidels. Bishop Pedro rubbed his brows, leaned on the stage and gave a brief opening speech to the two parties present. The young bishop experienced such a rush, and his face aged by more than ten years, from a promising young man in his thirties to a depressed and depressed middle-aged uncle.

Shilinya looked around and found that almost all of the top brass of the two armies present were wounded, and the atmosphere of the negotiations was very tense now, but such an atmosphere was nothing more than a false alarm. Although the two sides present fought to the death for the peace agreement, the final result was unconditional peace, and everyone did whatever they wanted. However, the final clause stipulated that both sides should fully support Duke Nekov against the infidels after a month's rest.

"Aristocrats are a bunch of well-fed guys who have nothing to do. After the negotiations, Shirinya commented.

Now the armies on both sides are packing up and going home, and the lowly vassals are all saying goodbye to Alain one by one.

A tall glass with red wine was handed to Shilinya, and on the question of whether to take it, Shilinya thought for a moment and chose to refuse: "Father, my mother has always not allowed me to drink. ”

"You're going to learn how to drink in the future. Alain was not satisfied with his daughter's answer, and the red wine in his hand was still in front of the other party.

Reluctantly took the red wine that the other party sent to him, and after hesitating for a moment, he drank it according to the other party's request, but he didn't drink it anymore after just a small sip.

"How do you feel about this war?" Seeing that the other party only took a small sip and did not make any movement, Alain sat down on his own chair in the tent with a little disappointment.

Alain's tent, Shilinya is not the first time to enter, the items in the tent are quite rudimentary, only a bed, a chair, a table with a map for battle, in addition to a variety of weapons and armor, except for today, there is an extra bucket of red wine being drunk and a chair for Shilinya to sit on.

"Anticlimactic. Shilinya replied truthfully, originally expecting that today would be as dark as yesterday.

"Yes, it's anticlimactic. Alain drank the wine from his glass and shook his head, saying that he was not satisfied with such a drink, "Whether or not that priest is here, this war should end in a hurry." ”

"Why?" Shirinya asked her father in confusion, obviously fighting to the death on both sides, as if she had seen her father kill her enemy.

"Because I didn't want to fight, and Ian didn't want to fight, neither of us was ready for anything. At the beginning, Ian wanted to rely on his own strength to crush all the way, but the opponent did not defeat Anjitan City in a short period of time and was doomed to failure. Shaking the empty wine bottle in his hand, Alain explained comfortably, "But whether we want to fight or not is not something that the two of us can decide, Ian's vassals will not agree to such a war ending without a result, and my vassals will not let the other side bully them to the head without fighting back." So, even if you nodded and signaled to me to agree to the other party's terms yesterday, we would still have a fight in the end. Unfortunately, yesterday's battle ended in a stalemate, and both my vassals and his vassals thought that our side had a great advantage, and that we could defeat each other if we worked harder, so we continued to fight today as planned. ”

"Got it?"

"Understood. ”

"You're going to have something like that in the future. Seeing that his daughter seemed to understand whether he understood or not, Alain did not force the other party to understand the principle, after all, people who have not experienced it still can't understand the mystery.

"Father. Shilinya quickly analyzed the analysis made by the other party and herself, "Feelings, that Duke Ian has always been in contact with you?"

"Not all the time, we only started to get in touch last night. Alain poured his daughter a glass of wine appreciatively, "It's clever to think of it." ”

"You said 'we're going to continue to fight as planned,'" Shilinya disagreed with her father's compliment, it was a matter of hearing, not whether she was smart or not.

"Tomorrow we're leaving for home. Alain just smiled, "You don't have to go to that holy war, I'll ask Leander to help you arrange some educational matters in Anjitan." ”

"By the way, Leander was my father's close comrade-in-arms when he was younger, and is now my father's treasurer, court governor, and regent. After you arrive in Anjitan, you will be your father's regent, so you can help your father's comrades-in-arms lighten the burden. ”

"Is that really good? I don't know what to do as a regent. "Shilinya is very worried about Alain's arrangement, and she will be a regent as soon as she comes up, which is simply challenging the limits of her ability!

"So you have to learn! When the time comes, you should listen to Uncle Leander. ”