I Will Be The Crowned King

On May 6, 100th year of the saint's calendar, when the first ray of sunlight pierced the horizon, the storm division, dragging a long column along the winding and rugged road, had already left the Eagle Point Pass and headed for the Grand Duchy of Thun.

The infantry of the brigade lined up in a loose and untidy formation, moving fast in the misty morning mist; because they were marching fast and advancing lightly, the mental state of the entire army seemed... very bad.

The soldiers' eyes were sluggish, as if they had not yet woken up; it was all due to the inertia of the past few days, the wooden sticks in the hands of the officers, and the high spoils of war to maintain the morale and organization of the army.

After going through a series of blocking battles at Eagle Point Pass and capturing Eagle Point City, relying on the small secretary to buy and sell at the rear, the entire Storm Division made a lot of money from top to bottom.

According to the statistics of Carl and Allen, throwing out the daily operations of the Storm Division and Anson's own share, the spoils allocated to each soldier are basically the sum of their two years' wages, and the low-level officers are almost a full year. , As for the share of Anson and Fabian... The little secretary didn't record it on the account.

Especially the gains from the capture of Eagle Horn City, although Ludwig gave Ansen the credit for capturing the fortress, it was impossible for the storm division to swallow all the spoils; it was just tacit consent that the storm division could attack first and take away the siege city. portion seized.

Even so, the book assets of the entire Storm Division have been doubled; even if Anson has left enough reserves to form new troops and recruit officers and administrators, the reserves are still large enough to distribute the spoils of war in full without hesitation. Every soldier even has a surplus.

And when counting the spoils, the little clerk also played a little trick; the real spoils of grain, cloth, gold and silver jewelry cannot be concealed; but like other "arts", such as oil paintings, Iser-style handicrafts , accessories, sophisticated weapons...

All of these were packed by Allen, and the carriage arranged by Karl—he was still good at finding ways to find a way out—was sent to Franz’s mansion in the capital along with letters, and handed over to Sophia Franz to handle.

According to the little secretary, although he only "knows the fur" about Iser's artworks, as long as these "arts" can appear at the auction house in the capital through Miss Sophia's hands, the bottom price will be at least Anson's Three times what I am currently earning.

Excited, Anson immediately said that as long as this business is successful, it will be an "additional bonus" for the "Storm Division inner circle" - currently Carl Bain, the junior secretary and Lisa, plus Fabian and four others.

For this former Guards major who "understands the sense of proportion" and is very good at figuring out what others think, Anson promised that as long as the Storm Division expands, he will be the first commander of the Grenadier regiment, and he will be recommended as an advanced lieutenant colonel whenever there is a chance. .

As for the others - Lisa can't be promoted (and doesn't need to be), Alan Dawn is his personal secretary, and he is proud of himself... Only Carl Bain must find an opportunity to advance him as soon as possible.

In the Clovis military system, the lowest staff officer was a major; even if Anson could give Carl an annual salary at the level of a Colonel, it would be impossible for a captain to serve as a division chief.

However, these are not in a hurry. As long as the war against Iser continues, the Imperial Guard Corps is annihilated, and the Seven Cities Alliance is held to the end, everything will be available.

When the sun rose, the storm division with the sun above his head successfully arrived at the castle of the Count of Arkad before noon; an acquaintance who was not supposed to be here, greeted the arrival of the Clovis army with a complicated expression.

Henares Arcade.

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"...That's about it."

In the slightly empty hall, Henares, who had a dull face, looked at the people who were either in shock, silence, or deep thought, and sighed exhaustedly:

"Although I have stopped the loss as soon as possible, I am afraid that there is still a lot of news spread; the Seven Cities Alliance meeting will be held soon, once a country accuses the Grand Duke of this matter, Thun will immediately Be the target of all.”

"At that time, don't talk about winning the Seven Cities Alliance to sign an alliance with Clovis. I am afraid that some careerists will use this opportunity to mobilize the entire alliance, suppress or even invade Thun, and the peace south of the Dawn Mountains for many years will come to nothing."

Leon Francois widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

An Sen rested his hands and fingers on the armrest of the chair, his expression as calm as ever, and a little disapproving.

Although the other party seems to be discussing the matter, he can still hear the accusation inside and outside the words; it seems that if these people don't show up, Thun can stay out of the matter.

What are you kidding?

"Where is Grand Duke Thun now?"

Carl Bain, holding his shoulders, stared at the map for a while, then raised his head and asked.

"White Tower City - along with my brothers Count Arkad and Count Pascal." Henares replied:

"Although the incident happened suddenly, Thun has mobilized an army of 12,000 people, including the Grand Duke's Guards, to completely block off the entire Baita City territory. This should be able to temporarily cover up and prevent the news from spreading."

"But the White Tower City is very strong, and even if it has three times the army, it will not be captured in a short time; Earl Brand and the army who are defending the city all have Iser elf blood. Now that they know that the Archduke intends to betray Iser, Certainly not surrendering easily."

The voice fell, and the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became a little tense.

The Storm Division returned to allow Thun's army to assist the southern army in attacking the Janissaries at Eagle Point Pass; if Thun's army was dragged in the White Tower City, then this trip would be in vain.

Carl Bain nodded: "That is to say, Thun's army is now all concentrated in White Tower City?"

"...You can say that." Henares frowned slightly, not understanding what he meant:

"Of course, there are still some who follow Earl Brand to rebel, and are scattered in various places to garrison; coupled with the urgency of time, not all of them have been assembled."

"Then the troops besieging Baita City should be fully armed?" Carl continued to ask.

"This... of course, just to gather 12,000 people in full armor and send them to the White Tower City battlefield, almost emptied most of the current inventory of Arkad Castle and Golden Stone City."

As Henares spoke, he looked at the little secretary in the corner with apologetic eyes: "In order to prepare rations for these soldiers, I had to use the legion reserves you sold us at a low price before, that business. It may be delayed."

Alan Dawn raised his head with a slight smile, and quickly made the minutes of the meeting in his hand.

Carl Bain, who stopped talking, immediately turned his head to look at Anson, as if 10,000 words were written in his simple eyes.

Of course, An Sen knew what he meant - as long as he helped Grand Duke Thun quickly capture the White Tower City, the 12,000 people could save all the time for arming and dispatching, and go directly to the battlefield of Eagle Horn City!

Of course, before that, he must be given a reason that he cannot refuse, or the Archduke has no choice, and he must stand on Clovis' side.

"Can't you find a way to persuade Earl Brand?"

Leon Francois, who was still in disbelief, couldn't help but said, "I have been to White Tower City, and Earl Brand is not the kind of person who is completely unreasonable. Just explain to him well..."

"It's not as simple as you think, Master Leon." Henares had to interrupt him:

"In any case, Earl Brand always considers himself to be an Isel elf first, and a vassal of the Grand Duke second; just like we feel that we are a Thun first, and a member of the Seven Cities Alliance second."

"Therefore, in Brand's eyes, the Grand Duke's private negotiation with Clovis is probably more serious than the lord's abandonment of vassals. It is the most shameful betrayal and cannot be easily forgiven."

"What's more, the elf ambassador has entered the White Tower City." Fabian said coldly:

"With his and Iser's letter of request for help, even if Grand Duke Thun is willing to confront the Earl of Brand one-on-one and explain his difficulties, he probably won't believe it."

"As for Grand Duke Thun... The rebellion has already occurred. Even if it is to maintain the dignity and rule of the Francois family, Grand Duke Thun cannot easily let go. The Brand family in White Tower City must pay the price."

Henares, who looked embarrassed, did not speak, apparently agreeing with Fabian's point of view.

"So we must capture Baita City, and as soon as possible."

Anson said solemnly: "Once the matter is dragged on, the situation will become more and more out of control - capture the White Tower City, and then get rid of the elf ambassador and the Brand family, in order to kill the danger in the bud."

"For the sake of the indestructible friendship between Thun and Clovis, we are willing to do everything we can to help; if necessary, I can immediately send someone to Eagle Point, and ask Ludwig to send an infantry division and two artillery. Company, carrying forty-eight pounders..."

"No no no... This is not necessary!"

The terrified Henares stood up directly from above and hurriedly refused: "Thank you for your kindness, but Thun has the ability to solve his own troubles, and I don't need friends from Clovis to lend a helping hand for the time being!"

What a joke, if you really want the thousands of Clovis army to blast the White Tower City with artillery, then Thun can't tell!

"Is it really necessary?" Anson looked at him sincerely:

"It doesn't matter, since everyone is a comrade-in-arms in a trench, you don't have to be so polite."

"It's really not polite!" Henares sternly refused again:

"If I really need to, I will take the initiative to speak, but not now."

"But you just said that Baita City is very strong, even if it has three times the strength..."

"That's just a more cautious statement!"

Henares, who twitched at the corner of his mouth, took a deep breath: "In fact, the Archduke is completely confident to quickly capture the White Tower City, but he has a headache on how to explain this to the outside world and the soldiers."

"Right now, Eagle Point City is about to face Iser's Guard Corps. It is more appropriate for the soldiers and heavy artillery to stay there."

"Well, since you said so..."

Anson sighed, his expression seemed a little regretful for being rejected.

Only Carl Bain let out a disdainful "tsk"... Ludwig of Eaglehorn City was still waiting for Thun's 20,000 reinforcements, how could he have been given an entire infantry division's troops and heavy artillery?

If the two thousand people of the storm division are not left, it will be a lot of face!

But obviously Henares didn't know this. In order to dispel Anson's reinforcements, he had to explain to everyone:

"Although the Grand Duke has surrounded Baita City, the news announced to the public is still that the two families have a dispute due to their in-laws. Although this contradiction is barely an explanation, it is still somewhat unconvincing."

"Besides, Earl Brand has sent a lot of messengers before, and maybe some Thun nobles have already received the news; once the matter is exposed, not only will the Grand Guild lose face, but it will also shake the foundation of the Francois family's rule!"

"So we must find a good enough excuse as soon as possible so that the Grand Duke can reasonably capture the White Tower City and capture Earl Brand and the Elf Ambassador alive, otherwise..."

"Wait!" Anson interrupted suddenly:

"You just said that this elf ambassador...he ran away on his own accord?"

"That's right." Henares nodded:

"What's up?"

"And he's still a black mage from the Old Gods?"

"This...not quite sure yet, but it should be true."

"Then he did not return to Iser after escaping, nor went to any other state, but ran to the territory of Earl Brand; for Earl Brand and the people of the White Tower City, there are many A large part of Isir elven blood."

"...Your Excellency Anson Bach, what are you trying to say?"

Henares looked at Anson in confusion.

Not only him, but others also showed curious expressions; only Carl looked surprised, as if he had guessed something.

"Nothing." Anson smiled slightly:

"I just think, this seems to be a conspiracy of an Iser elf?"

"Um?!"

Fabian and Karl reacted immediately~www.readwn.com~ but Leon and Henares still didn't understand.

"Look, they first sent a black mage ambassador to Golden Rock City to try to manipulate Grand Duke Claude Francois from behind the scenes; the plan failed, and the enraged elf master immediately went to White Tower City, because the subjects there and cloth The Counts of Rand are proud to be the elf of Iser."

"This elf ambassador not only bewitched Earl Brand to rebel, but also distributed a lot of false information, saying that Archduke Thun wanted to take refuge with the Clovis."

"What is this? This is the conspiracy of the Iser elf trying to break into the Seven Cities Alliance, while creating chaos, taking the opportunity to overthrow the Francois family, and finally annexing Thun and even controlling the Seven Cities Alliance!"

"What?!"

This is not only Karl and Fabian, but also Leon and Henares.

The little secretary sitting in the corner still lowered his head and kept writing the minutes of the meeting:

"On May 6th of the 100th year of the saint's calendar, in Arkad Castle, the wise Lord Anson Bach saw through the despicable and shameless conspiracy of the Iser elf with just one look..."