July 23, 349 Gregorian calendar, Iberia, Debans. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Still, Overfleet III convened a royal council in his bedroom, in which the prime minister and General Garcia were present, as well as the two princes of Zigner. This is not surprising, the northern territories under the direct control of the king are currently unable to draw enough troops, and Debans can only rely more on the Zigner mercenaries to support the situation.

Originally, the situation was very clear, and the Marquis of Sánchez was using both soft and hard tactics to push King Ofrite into a desperate situation step by step. The old fox of Numancia had gathered most of the noble lords who met the requirements of Iberian law to convene a great council of nobles, and the topic was to list the current king's wrongs, and to demand his impeachment and resignation.

"The widow of the Enrique family took up the legal weapon left by the Enrique family and was about to knock the usurper he saw to the ground, isn't it very similar to the fairy tale, where the brave man took the ancestral sword and cut down the evil dragon?" Prince Henry said this to his brother before he came to Derbans.

Unlike the monarchs of other countries at the time, Enrique took a peaceful approach to politics. The native Iberian nobility was co-ruler of the Enrique family, and the Enrique royal family protected the legitimate interests of all nobles, and the first king of the Enrique dynasty, Ferdinand I, promised that if the king could not satisfy the majority of the nobles, the nobles could depose him by legal means and elect a new king. The Iberians preferred to be able to replace a monarch they did not like without bloodshed.

The Genola family has only been in power for three generations and four masters, and they have not yet been able to completely overturn the rules left over from the previous dynasty. Ofriet is well aware of this, and he is now struggling with how to defuse the political storm that has swept from Numancia.

Neither the Prime Minister nor General Garcia could give him a good answer, so at this moment he threw the question to the Zignates.

Prince Henry thought for a moment, and then replied, "There are two options for Your Majesty to choose from. ”

"What are the two strategies?" Ofriet replied in a deep voice.

"The first is Wen Ce, since the Marquis of Sánchez likes to fight lawsuits, then we will accompany him to fight lawsuits, if His Majesty is willing, this kind of case can be delayed for ten or eight years, and it is no problem at all. After all, the Marquis of Sánchez is twice as old as His Majesty, and there will always be a day when he will go to the grave. The advantage is that it will not break the traditional rules, and the disadvantage is that it may delay His Majesty's other undertakings. ”

"And what about the other one?" General Garcia, seeing the silence of the king, asked him a question.

"The second is Wu Ce, we can first pretend to play a political game with the Marquis of Sanchez, and then quickly gather forces and raid his base in the north, capture the thief and capture the king first. If Your Majesty wishes, you can leave this matter to us. The advantage is that the cure is cured and the solution is quick, but the disadvantage is that it will temporarily trap us in a passive political situation. ”

Hearing this, Ofrite lay back, her eyes fixed on the ceiling and silent. Both Iberian ministers were anxious, and they hoped that the king would make a decision as soon as possible. After a long time, seeing that Ofriet still didn't speak, the prime minister couldn't hold back, and he stepped forward first: "Your Majesty......"

Before the words were finished, the King of Iberia on the bed raised his hand and motioned for the prime minister to silence. Then, he turned his head to look at the Zigners and asked word by word, "You say you can achieve a quick solution and never suffer any troubles?" ”

"If this is His Majesty's hope." Prince Henry owes himself.

"Very well," Ofriet nodded, "I'll leave this matter to you, and ask me if you need anything." You have to lead the team yourself, and you must be foolproof. ”

"Then, let's go down and draw up a battle plan." After Prince Henry finished speaking, he gently tugged at his brother, suggesting that he could leave quickly.

Seeing the Zignats leave, the prime minister immediately approached the king.

"Your Majesty, is this not appropriate?"

"It's a bit inappropriate, but mercenaries are just tools, and good mercenaries are just good tools. This kind of thing that will bring trouble, let them do it. General Garcia, you also have to prepare accordingly. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty." Garcia agreed.

"Haven't the Zigners always compared themselves to hounds, and hopefully they can play that role well this time." The King of Iberia muttered to himself.

After returning to their station, the two princes of Zigner discussed.

"Little brother, why did you agree to this?" Prince George spoke with displeasure in his tone.

"We're mercenaries with a high salary, of course we have to be worthy of that salary, not to mention that Iberia signed a long-term contract with us this time." Prince Henry laughed.

"We are mercenaries, but we are not executioners, and even I can see that sneaking up a group of men and horses to kill that Marquis of Sanchez is easy to say, but the consequences may not be good at all." Prince George was a little angry.

"My dear George, it seems that after the trip to Pharynsi, you have begun to sharpen yourself after being punched by Lord Leus." Prince Henry continued to laugh.

"I've always been sharp, or I would have been poked a dozen holes in the ass by those mountain people from Chionsh."

"Well, to be serious, I have long estimated that the King of Iberia will choose to find an opportunity to use force to deal with the Marquis of Sanchez. He didn't have the patience to entangle with those southern nobles anymore, and what he needed was a way to eliminate all opposition in the country as soon as possible. So, even if the first option was more beneficial, the King of Iberia would not touch it. And he is waiting for us to take the initiative to propose the second plan, because people often think that those who take the initiative to ask for credit will never think of leaving a way back for themselves. The King of Iberia wants us to be obedient, greedy, and stupid lackeys, so let's show him that role. ”

"So, we're still going to attack the Marquis of Sanchez?"

"Of course we have to go, but we're going to do it a little smarter."

"How?"

"Let Debans think that our actions are hidden, unsuspecting and undetectable, and that even failure is pure providence; Let the Marquis of Sánchez think that we are deliberately trying to sell favors to him, and have the intention of letting him live, he is completely the darling of God. In short, the raid was to be both successful and unsuccessful. ”

"I see what you mean, is it necessary to be perfect in the first part of the operation, and fall short at the last minute?"

"Brother Wang, you are indeed keen."

"Then let Lord Luce follow your nose like this, and maybe you will be smarter."

The Numansias were pleased with the present situation, and that evening the Count of Leda brought them a couple of cows and two carts of wine. The Marquis of Sánchez ordered the soldiers to slaughter the cattle and cook them, so that everyone could have a good meal. After the Numansians had eaten and drunk enough, they all slept with their heads covered.

In the early hours of the 28th, the Marquis de Sanchez was awakened by the sound of horses' hoofs. He put on his coat and walked out of his big tent, and only then did Dongfang slightly reveal the whiteness of the fish's belly. The Marquis, blown away from his sleep by the cool micron of the wilderness, saw the Count of Boca, who was not supposed to be here.

"How did you get here? I didn't order you to leave Gijón? The Marquis was astonished.

"Lord Marquis, we have been attacked!" Count Boca replied with a grim face.

"What did you say?!"

"Last night we received word that His Majesty Overfleet had sent an army coming towards you. So, I put my troops together and prepared to support you. However, as soon as we left the camp, we were attacked by unidentified troops. I wanted to lead the army back into the castle of the Count of Gijón, but the other side had already prepared and cut off that road. We fought and retreated, and it was easy to get rid of the pursuit of the other side and withdraw to you. Count Boca bowed his head.

The Marquis narrowed his eyes, and then asked, "How much time have you been out of pursuit?" ”

"Huh?" Count Boca didn't seem to care about this detail, "Let me think about it, maybe less than 1 hour, 2 hours at most." ”

"What a rice bucket! Come, call all the soldiers to me, we are about to face the enemy's attack! Go ahead, what are you doing in a daze? The Marquis snarled at the attendants beside him.

"Lord Marquis......"

"Now I can only hope that there are no problems with Baron Ursus, he is a qualified commander and should be able to handle everything." So said the Marquis, and walked towards his big tent, and the Count of Boca hurried to follow.

Just as the two were about to enter the tent, they heard a "whoosh", and the neighing of the horses in pain came out behind them.

"It's coming so quickly...... "The Marquis' hand lifted the curtain paused, and the Count of Boca trembled unconsciously.

By the time the Marquis of Sánchez walked out of the tent in full dress, the Numansias could clearly see the enemy. The crossbow had been designed towards their camp, and there were quite a few rockets mixed in, and several tents had been completely set on fire. From the point of view of professional soldiers, such a density of long-range firepower can simply be described as an understatement. However, for the average civilian army, an average of 3 seconds of flying arrows is enough to keep them busy.

"They, they're coming!" A Numanciya soldier shouted in panic.

The Marquis of Sánchez had already mounted his horse, and he looked in the direction the soldiers had fled, and saw a black banner under which a group of black-clad and black-armored masked knights had gathered.

"Lord Marquis, what is that?" Count Boca asked tremblingly.

"Necro Knight." The Marquis replied lightly, "It's been a long time since I've seen this kind of dress. ”

The so-called "Necro Knights" are not real necromancers, although many people with little knowledge will think that they are ghosts summoned from hell. Anyone who has had the opportunity to read some military notes will know that these pretending guys are not much different from ordinary mercenaries. Any team of mercenaries can be dressed as Necro Knights. All they have to do is remove everything from their bodies that identifies them, and even if necessary, all hair. The reason why connoisseurs also call them "necromancy" is precisely because no one will be responsible for their actions and life and death, as if they were dead before they went to war.

Marquis Sánchez knew who the necromantic knights were, but he knew that even if he survived, he wouldn't have a chance to get any evidence against him.

The Necromantic Knights began to charge, their muffled voices deliberately creating an eerie and terrifying atmosphere. Soldiers who are not highly trained can easily be fooled by this little trick and become panicked, revealing the flaws that the Necroknight would most like to see. If they were facing the Mastar Phalanx, then the only result of such a charge would be that they were easily dealt with by the anti-cavalry guns of the first platoon.

The Necro Knight drove several bulls ahead of him and used them to break through the gates of the Numanthian camp. The soldiers chased the bull and the necromantic knight into scattered flights, and the camp was in chaos.

"Gather all the knights, let's go, we can't care about those infantry." Marquis Sanchez gave such an order.

"Where are you going, sir?" Count Boca asked, shrinking his head.

"Let's see if we can retreat to Raida Castle, although it may be a bit hanging."

"It's better to succeed."

In this way, the Marquis gathered 600 knights, followed by a scattered group of about 1,000 infantry, and began to march towards the castle of the Count of Leida. By this time, the camp of the Numansians had long been in shambles.

The Numansians followed the winding road of Leida in the direction of the castle. Suarez once said that in Iberia to see if a lord is well governed, you only have to look at the roads within his territory. Obviously, the Marquis of Sánchez now understood that his ally was not of a good standard, and he couldn't help but worry about the reliability of his castle.

However, the ensuing attacks left him no time to worry about the problem.

This salvo was more professional than the previous bow shots, and all the arrows landed neatly only a step or two away from them. When Marquis Sánchez saw the size of the arrows, he immediately understood that it was Zigner's longbowmen standing opposite. With his current strength and morale, it is definitely self-defeating to break through.

The Numansias had no choice but to turn back and make a way out of the sparse formation of the Necro Knights who had already caught up. As a result, almost all the infantry was intercepted by the Necro Knights, and the remaining knights were almost scattered.

When the Marquis found himself on the verge of despair, the savior he had hoped for finally appeared. Baron Ursas's troops appeared in the northeast direction, and with a clean charge, they tore a gap in the opposing formation, and led the Marquis and the remaining knights out of the enemy encirclement from the southwest.

The Necro Knights, who had lost their prey, gave a deafening shout of death behind the Numancians, but the Marquis could see that they had no intention of coming forward to chase after them. The Marquis de Sanchez thus ended his first march on Debans in disgrace, but he was bound to make a comeback.

On 28 July, King Ofriet III of Iberia proclaimed the Marquis of Numancia a rebel and called on the princes to rise up and fight against him. Immediately, William Grant joined forces of Valencia, La Seria, and Salissa to sweep through Leida and Gijón, and put the two counties under his control in the name of King Ofrite.

On 2 August, the Marquis de Sánchez, who had returned to Numancia, also issued a royal edict announcing that the southern princes would no longer recognize Ofhrit as King of Iberia, and that he had made his own signature - to appoint his granddaughter Juana Enrique as Juana II as Queen of Iberia.

The Iberian Civil War officially broke out.

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