This is the end of the first quarter of the eve of the Empire of Fate. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Section 1: The Battle of Grein.

The main purpose is to introduce you to the current situation in the Kingdom of Great Britain, the characters who appear, their respective positions and personalities.

As a preface, many characters do not have time to describe and portray in depth, and they do not have time to start any communication between the protagonist and King Arthur, and the war that begins after that may not have time to write about these emotional entanglements. I have to say, this is something I didn't expect when I first wrote the outline.

My original intention was to have a one-on-one communication between the protagonist and King Arthur through a dialogue similar to the distant ideal country of Fateful Night, and to present the reader's spiritual world and way of thinking through their dialogue. However, it is clear that this style of writing is not suitable for this book. Because as a novel that depicts part of the struggle for hegemony, there is no way to spend as much ink on the psychological activities and mental states of the characters as light novels.

But fortunately, through the ten chapters of the first section, all of them have been explained, and the rest is the battle for hegemony that breaks into the main plot.

Book I: Third Century A.D

Chapter 1: Encounters and Repulsions

Section 2: The Art of War.

(Updated tomorrow.) ）

....................................................................................................................................

The following plot is not written after the tenth chapter.,Because it's a draft-like article without any modification.,So let's look at it as if it's a supplementary plot explanation.。 As for whether it looks good or not, I'll just look at the sky.

―――――――――――――

The thought of having to go back to China after the end of the war to deal with all that troublesome made even Lancelot unable to help but have an irritated expression on his face.

Now we can only hope that this war will be won quickly, and then the arrogance of the nobles will be suppressed by the aftermath of victory. Lancelot said.

Now the knights of the entire royal tent are basically gone, and only Lancelot, Bedwell, King Arthur and Char are left.

"Yes, the nobles have been getting restless lately. Some time ago, the Yorkshire rebellion was also said to have been started by the nobles, but it was suppressed on a small scale by the soldiers stationed there. "Bedwell was born in a small town in Yorkshire, and is best informed there.

Yorkshire is an important city connecting Great Britain and Scotland, and its strategic importance is no less than that of the royal capital.

"The nobles hold a lot of land and people and wealth, and they are usually fine when they are separated, but once they are gathered, they are too powerful. I think we'll have to be more prepared if we want to deal with the aristocracy. Victory in a war can only delay the nobles, but it cannot completely stop them. Lancelot said.

King Arthur leaned back on his throne and said with a frown. "Mentor Merlin has said that nobles will not give up the opportunity to fight for their own greater good. They are hostile and ostracized, and most of them do not identify with me as the ruler of the country. Although no one dares to replace them, a puppet who has hollowed out the king's power is what they dare to do and want. ”

"It's been almost two years since I took the throne, but I clearly feel that my rights have shrunk by at least a quarter compared to when I first inherited them. Now I have only the command of the military and the right to deploy officials from all over the country. If this continues, Great Britain will go more and more astray......"

King Arthur said hatefully. Lancelot and Bediwell on the side had even more hateful expressions on their faces.

"Hey, hey, what are you going astray about. In fact, your country has been hollowed out a long time ago, right?"

Charyana's distinctive, somewhat muffled voice drew the attention of the three people who were talking intimately in front of the throne.

When no one is around, King Arthur will not refuse to gather with his most trusted and closest knights to discuss the future of the country in such an intimate way. And now he is on an equal footing with Lancelot and Bedwell, and even piggybacks on Char.

"Char, you misunderstood, now the king still retains the command of the military and the right to appoint officials from all over the world. Some of the oversight and financial management powers are missing, but the most important military power is still in our hands!" said Lancelot. As long as the military power is in hand, there is no need to worry about the nobles setting off any monstrous waves.

Char rolled her eyes. "The soldiers of the army are from the aristocratic alliance, and there are also shadows of the big nobles behind the officials in various places, right? One was unhappy and said that there was no source of soldiers, and when the time comes, will you go alone and play with more than 10,000 Fries?"

One sentence almost choked Lancelot to death, causing future generations to roll their eyes.

But after thinking about it carefully, the faces of the three of them became even more gloomy.

"It's not irreversible, though. Rather, as long as it takes a little time and lays the foundation within half a year, I am confident that I will be able to turn the situation around in less than three years. In the end, it is too simple to overthrow the aristocracy or something, and the only trouble is the process. Char said with a disdainful expression on her face.

Touching his chin, Char remembered what Howard had just done to him. Although he didn't want to provoke a nobleman without a foundation. However, a barbarian in the countryside dares to break ground on the head of the traverser? If he D. Char doesn't make the other party cry and call his mother, won't he be worthy of the predecessors of those traversers?!

"So what are you going to do?"

King Arthur asked, frowning. To be honest, she didn't believe Char's words at all, and even began to feel like she was a liar who spoke up. Of course, it is also correct to feel this way, after all, no one will think that the great difficulties they face are as simple and naïve as 1+1=2 in the eyes of others.

However, unlike King Arthur, who focused on duels with the higher-ups. Char's mind was more focused on the lower floors, the bottom stones of these so-called high-rise pyramids. Don't look at Char's expression of hatred now, in fact, his heart is brighter than anyone else, and because of this, Char understands better than anyone what the most important foundation of this era is.

Char's idea is simple and that all his actions will revolve around two words.

"-- Population. ”

"Population?" "How many people do I need, I can help you make some of them." Lancelot said. Don't look at him as an existence in the family, ordinary twenty or thirty people can still take it.

"If you don't mind, I can have ten to fifteen people here. As long as Char can really assist my king, you can use it to your heart's content. Bediwell on the side said with a serious expression on his face. If Char could really do it, let alone himself, how could he be frowning even if it was a fatal thing?

"Twenty, thirty, fifteen?"

Char twitched the corners of his mouth, and then said, "You two are kidding me? ”

"And how many people do you want!" King Arthur asked impatiently.

"- A population of at least 700,000 people, and an army with a base of between 80,000 and 120,000 men. Char stretched out a slap and said with a serious face.

..................

............

......

Wow!

Lancelot's eyes were quick, and he hugged King Arthur, who was about to slash Char with a sword holding the golden holy sword alof.

"Calm down, King!"

"Shut up Lancelot, let me slaughter this bastard who teased the king, and then slowly discuss what to do with you idiot!!"

"Eh!?"

The flushed expression of anger was obviously ashamed of the fact that he wanted to believe the bastard in front of him for a moment.

"Seven... Seven... 700,000 !??" Bedwell's eyes were about to pop out. He stared at Char in disbelief and shouted, didn't he know that the total population of the Kingdom of Great Britain was less than 250,000 people?

On top of that, a huge army of 80,000 men...... Bedwell smiled bitterly, the total number of troops in the Kingdom of Great Britain is only more than 23,000 people. Where is this here to help Great Britain, it is simply a usurpation of power.

Char waved his hand and continued, "Well, don't get excited. I know that at this time, the island of England had at least 2.7 million permanent inhabitants, and more than 400,000 floating population, which is close to a huge proportion of more than 3 million people, and I just ask for a small 700,000 of them, which is not difficult at all, right?"

"How about you just let the kings give you their lands and subjects for nothing!? Then you won't have to take the whole of the British Peninsula in a day!" said King Arthur angrily.

In the face of King Arthur's ridicule, Char was unmoved. He never does meaningless things, and he never says things he can't do. Since he dared to say that, he had the self-confidence to do it.

"It's okay, it's okay if you don't believe it now. And it's really not a good time. ”

"What do you mean?!" King Arthur said as he glared at Char viciously.

“...... The first battle between you and the Phrysians will inevitably result in a great defeat. When you tear the army out of the battlefield in a mess, then you can come to me again. And at that time, I will guide you on the path to victory. But when the time comes, you have to promise me one condition. ”

"This is the steppe, we have heavy knights and hundreds of cavalry, plus thousands of infantry in the event of a surprise attack, we will surely win!" King Arthur snorted.

With that, King Arthur couldn't bear to get up any longer and walked out.

"Wait, Your Majesty!" Bediwell hurriedly followed, and at this point he really couldn't believe what Char said. Instead, they thought of him as a deranged liar.

Lancelot also looked at Char with a complicated expression, and he really doubted whether he had lost his eyes at this moment. However, he still firmly believes that Char must be extraordinary, and what he said that night is by no means something that can be thought of.

After Lancelot saluted Char, he turned around and went to chase the king's footsteps. However, this time he went to Lancelot to appease the king's anger and prevent Char from being blamed.

In the blink of an eye, Char was the only one left here.

Char naturally knew why King Arthur was angry, and he also knew that they didn't trust him. But that doesn't matter, because whether they believe it or not can't change the fact that they're about to lose miserably.

Outsiders don't know, but Char knows very well that the Phries, they are not only infantry, they also have cavalry. When the time came, the Phrysian cavalry intercepted, and the army surrounded the rear and formed an encirclement on all sides. With the fighting power of the Frisians, it was a one-sided slaughter against a militia with little training to speak of.

When the infantry could not maintain the line, the cavalry units were blocked. Great Britain's elite superiority would no longer exist, and the Frithians would be able to fully exploit their superiority in the crowd. At that time, let alone 300 cavalry, how many people were given heads.

Those stupid knights only looked at their own advantages, but completely ignored the difference in the quality of the two sides. Can a group of peasants who are greedy for life and fear death every day be compared with a group of fighting nations who have been adding blood to the edge of the knife for 30 years?