Chapter 474: The Rebel Flag of the North and the South

On April 30, 1225 A.D., after a full winter and spring of preparations, the Duke of Calgary of the Holy Auckland Empire, Caterina ? Xia Noxi? Sanskrit? Dimahia officially raised his flag south in Winterfell, in the name of his uncle, Prince Iken, whose magical advisors and Iron Guard knights were the rebels who assassinated him, and his throne was not legitimate.

Yes, in fact, just a month before Karin raised the flag, and on the third day that the main force of the Federation fleet left Elichar for the eastern border, Prince Cezaire Iken? Verus? Sanskrit? Di Mahia also ascended the throne of Qingyao in the imperial capital of Serokhia, officially enthroned as the forty-seventh supreme of the Holy Spring Dynasty of the Auckland Empire.

However, this is estimated to be the most unstable supreme in the Shengquan Dynasty in the past two hundred years. Before the Sun King Gaius, there were indeed several kings in the Holy Spring Dynasty who were supported by powerful princes and courtiers, and the power was almost a puppet, but at least the throne on the ass was relatively stable. After all, the founding emperor of the Shengquan Dynasty was a legendary hero who led all races to defeat the six demon gods, and no one could compare with the righteousness of the country.

However, if the Dimahia of the Holy Springs were to fight themselves, it would naturally be a different matter.

In fact, as the overlord of the nations and the cradle of human civilization, the Auckland Empire, at the coronation ceremony of the kings of the Holy Spring Dynasty, the twelve cardinals of the Great Holy Church will be present at least once, and every time. It was the current Pope himself who placed the crown of the "Radiance of the Holy Spring" on the head of the new monarch. This time, however, Pope Belanrio was not present. Even the cardinal who is resident in Serokxia. Anthony, the highest sacrifice of the goddess of radiance? Saint? Delaver also did not show up.

It was a coronation ceremony that was destined to be deserted to the extreme, although the vast majority of the princes and surrounding countries came. A certain amount of congratulations was expressed. However, the inconsistencies brewed by gossip and "shrewd" small abacus circulated in the palace courtyards and streets of the imperial capital. The city, named after the goddess of radiance, is shrouded in a hidden aura.

On May 1, 1225, the Duchess of Calgary led an army of 120,000 men south to the imperial capital of Auckland, and civil war was on the verge of breaking out.

It stands to reason that the soldiers are fast, but this army, which has been contemptuously called a "rebel" by some big nobles, has stopped and stopped all the way. It took more than half a month to leave Duke Storka's territory, and it was still far from the central province directly under the royal family. They didn't seem to be in a hurry, and they didn't care at all about the new emperor who was sitting in the imperial capital and was recruiting troops and horses, as if he was not going to fight for the throne, but to go on an armed outing.

At this time, someone suddenly realized that when two of the central army in the north of the empire joined the "rebel army", and when the Duke of Benwolf, who relied on the empire as the northern barrier, was even more out of the nest, the northern frontier of the empire. It seems to have completely entered the emptiest period of the post-Sun King era.

So, what will the descendants of the Nords, who have guarded the principle that "one day before the Sun King, the Virginians will never go south"? Their vows have expired. The only opponent they had not conquered at the beginning had now exposed their backs to themselves defenselessly.

Feed? Are you trying to get me on it? Or do you want me to get on? Or do you really want me to go up?

"The Federal Ambassador came to see me in the morning. Hopefully, we will be able to fulfill our obligations as allies and launch a large-scale Great Lakes campaign. On the one hand, it can cooperate with the actions of the Federation fleet in the area of Black Mancheng, and on the other hand, it can also stabilize our control area in the Great Lakes. "Sit in the main seat of the small conference hall of Skyrim Fort. Possessing a mighty beard like a burning red gold flame, Otto, the thirtieth king of the Nord dynasty? Toig? Nord? Arnor held out a hand and rested it on his conference table. Fingers gently tap the table in a rhythmic way.

He was a powerful king, and he was well-known for his personal prowess and his prowess in his long-standing battles with the orcs, so there was no need to make such a small gesture to put psychological pressure on the people in the chamber. The reason why this is the case is actually due to his personality, he, like all the Nord kings of the past dynasties, has always been a son of heaven who can't sit still, and what he doesn't like the most is this kind of indoor meeting with a solemn atmosphere.

"Of course, according to the conditions given by the Federation, if their situation in Black City is eased, they can go north to support the Great Lakes region and cooperate with us to launch a full-scale attack on the orcs. If we win a complete victory and annihilate the living force of the orcs, the grain producing land of the Great Lakes region will be completely ours. The great feat of conquering the entire steppe like an overlord is not just a dream. So, what do you guys think? ”

"It's very simple and straightforward, and I like this kind of mention. It is naturally good to be able to solve the chaos of the Great Lakes in one go. However, on the other hand, the little girl in Auckland had already sent troops south to fight his uncle in a civil war. Isn't it interesting for you to have a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity left with a lone Tenth Legion, which was used to defend us north of Auckland? The emperor's eldest son, the current Knight Chief of the Nord Royal Knights, sat in his chair and laughed.

"yes, that's a real problem. If I were given a bottle of wine, I would at least know that I would just drink it. If I give you two bottles of wine, I don't know which one to drink first. Emperor Otto grinned, and seemed to smile very happily: "Although I would like to say that the two bottles can be drunk together." But alas, we still seem to have this appetite. Nhleko, if we sign the strength now, how many capable troops can rush to Carmelo in a month? ”

"Within 200,000." The emperor's second son shrugged his shoulders and replied with a smile: "It would be easier if it was winter, but now it's almost summer." I suspect now that the little girl from Auckland has been resisting Winterfell in January, but she has to toss slowly until now, just to deal with us. ”

Enhleko's words sounded a little illogical. But this was true for the northern empire in which they lived. For this group of Nord brothers who can swim in the ice sea in winter, a little bit of cold is not a problem at all. It's winter. The orcs who lacked food in the Great Wasteland would frequently harass and even attack Vegia's eastern defenses. Over the past few thousand years, the muscular brothers and nobles on the plateau have already developed the "fine tradition" of waiting for war in winter.

It's summer, instead. It was the period when the tribal chiefs and lords of Vekia were the most reluctant to fight. In the Arnoir Plateau, spring is very short, only a month and a half from April to early June, and then quickly enters the summer and rainy season. After the continuous heavy rains, the pastures on the plateau are also growing well, and both herbivores and carnivores enter the most abundant time of the year. For the nomads, who made up more than half of the Virginian Empire, it was naturally the most laborious and fulfilling time of the year.

During this season, there are places where lords and patriarchs will personally go to work in the fields, and as for fighting...... At least the animals have to grow autumn fat, right?

"Now you know. How important it would be to have a professional army that is completely under the command of the central government and completely out of production. His Majesty, the Sun King, is indeed a great king! ”

"No matter how great a person is, he can't avoid the passage of time after all, and military reform is by no means a breath that can be completed in a moment, with a hero like the Sun King and his wife, it is impossible to completely change the historical pattern of the princes and lords controlling the army in a lifetime. As for the federal ...... Hehe, the lack of a unified leader has only made the factional atmosphere in his army even stricter. The reform of the central dialect of our military has just begun, and it is very good that we can achieve the results we have now. We have their experience. So don't make the same mistakes. Nhleko said with a smile, looking confident in his country.

Char nodded, as if agreeing with his brother's opinion, and then said, "Anyway." Father, even though he is facing all kinds of difficulties now, but among the three great kingdoms of mankind. We still have the most neat combat power. So, whatever decision is to be made. There's room for flickering and maneuvering. Now, it's up to you to decide. ”

"Nonsense. I have two bottles of wine in front of me, but I don't have enough appetite to eat them all, so I have a hard time choosing! Why else did I find you? ”

"That...... Father. Artoria finally found a place to interject from the situation that "everyone was so advanced that they couldn't interject at all", and hurriedly said.

"So, Artoria, I'm going to call Barbie." Emperor Otto quickly changed his kind and kind expression, which was completely different from facing his son's fierce and vicious business. "Daddy! I'm talking to you. The knight princess said loudly. She suddenly found that she was a little out of shape, her face turned red, and her voice was a little quieter: "I'm thinking...... Her Royal Highness Caterina is fighting a civil war at this time, is it really okay for us to take advantage of people's danger like this? ”

"Sure enough, the kind and noble Artoria is my Artoria." The emperor showed a look of relief on his face, and expressed his unconditional pampering of his daughter without restraint. If the above words were said by his son, it is estimated that it would have been a burst of scolding such as "you idiot" and "how can you be so naΓ―ve".

"But, my little Artoria, you know, can you take advantage of people's danger or something, and between countries? This is a normal contest of national interests! ”

"But ......"

Enleko was suddenly happy, and interrupted the argument between the two: "Artoria reminded me, father. It doesn't matter what we think, the key question is, what will be needed for this country in the future. Or, father, what kind of country do you want to leave for Artoria? Artoria is the future Empress, and sooner or later, she will sit in your place and make decisions. So, why not listen carefully to what she thinks? ”

"Woooo......oo If you have some truth. The Emperor nodded sullenly: "So, Artoria, what is the true thought in your heart?" Well, but I hope that you will not make your own choices based on your own morals and principles, but with your country and people in mind. ”

Artoria nodded, thought about it seriously, and was just about to say something, but she heard a flirtatious "hehe" laugh from the side, and the language that had been organized with great difficulty suddenly became chaotic again, and she couldn't help but look over angrily.

"Olivier, you've been smiling weirdly over there since just now, and you don't talk well." For his son, the emperor naturally didn't have a good face, and suddenly said coldly with a straight face: "What? Do you have any better opinions? ”

"Where, Father, I just think it's understandable that the choice is difficult. It's not wrong for the old brother to want to cultivate Artoria's decisiveness. Whether it's attacking Oakland south or cooperating with the Federation, it looks like we're going to have a lot to gain, and I'm in conflict. But...... Isn't this qiΔ“ all based on the fact that we can fully exert our strength? Built on a horse without being disturbed by outside factors? Olivier shrugged his shoulders and smiled unusually brightly: "I just think that our enemies should not be so blind to us Nords who have been recuperating for half a century. If it were me, I would definitely find a way to make it impossible for us to get out for a while. ”

Everyone's expressions sank, they were not stupid, and of course they knew that Olivier's words, even if they were not listened to, were the most realistic possibility.

Before everyone could say anything more, a squire knight had already entered the room in a hurry. Without an emergency, no one would have dared to break in without knocking on the door of a meeting between the emperor and his children. Char and Artoria had already stood up.

"Your Majesty, a Nikiante...... Start a rebellion! ”

Otto sat down in his chair as if he were still standing still, and did not show any surprise, but closed his eyes, as if he was about to start closing his eyes.

"Rebellion? At this time? What's with? Char asked loudly with a calm face.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ The procurator sent by the royal court to the city of Nikol suddenly died in his official residence three nights ago, and there was also the corpse of a female girl of Nikiant with a fruit. It is said that the evidence at the scene pointed to the Duke of Steeler, so ......"

"So that intermittent psychosis just pulled the flag and rebelled, right?" Olivier added, realizing that his father and sister were looking at him more and more unkindly, and could not help but let out a mournful cry like an opera aria: "Father, two brothers, and my loveliest sister Artoria, I swear to my beloved goddess Aphrodite, it has nothing to do with me. It's all a coincidence of fate! If you have to give me a nickname like 'Crow's Beak's Olivier', I can't accept it at all! (To be continued......)

PS: Well, today is another big chapter, and it's not like myself anymore when it's so full......