I Will Be The Crowned King

Unexpectedly, the meeting ended in a very awkward atmosphere.

All the officers did not dare to say a word during the whole process, and even skipped the final show of hands; Carl Bain announced the meeting with his forefoot, and they all left the field with their hind feet, and ran towards the barracks restaurant impatiently.

Watching the officers leave, the expressionless staff officer locked the door, sat directly next to An Sen, and slammed the table with his right hand, "Bang!"

The frightened Anson and Lisa woke up at the same time. They first observed the surroundings vigilantly, then turned back cautiously, looked at the only living creature in the room other than the two of them, Carl Bain, and asked carefully:

"……dinner time?"

"What are you doing?" Karl asked, hugging his shoulders.

"What?"

Anson blinked his innocent eyes, his face full of innocence: "I didn't do anything - by the way, Lisa can testify!"

The two turned their heads to look at the same time, the half-awake girl yawned, her little head swayed up and down like a pendulum, her open mouth made a sound of "um~um~", and the corners of her lips overflowed a little bit of crystal. .

Then "Pop!", his head fell on the table - and he fell asleep again.

After more than ten seconds, Lisa's purring sound of "Puff~Puff~Puff~" sounded in the conference room.

"That's why I asked you - what are you doing?" Carl, who turned his head back again, lowered his voice and stared at Anson:

"Why didn't you say a word?"

"What did I say, didn't you say everything you could say?"

Anson, who was also hoarse, still looked innocent: "And what you said is right!"

"What I said is right..." Carl almost turned his back, he desperately resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and looked at Anson with a broken face:

"My deputy commander, I'm tearing down your platform! Do you understand?!"

Anson frowned: "I don't understand."

"Then what am I doing, do you understand?!"

"The chief of staff of the Storm Division." Anson thought for a while: "And my adjutant."

"Yes, I'm your adjutant, and I'm just chief of staff; and now, in front of all the officers, I'm approving your plan for nothing!"

"Have it?"

"Of course there is!" Carl stared:

"And my purpose in doing this is to let them know that I am no longer just your adjutant, but the chief of staff of the Storm Division."

"Oh~ that's what it is." An Sen suddenly realized:

"Then what have I lost?"

"You lost..." Carl was stunned, suddenly at a loss for words.

Yeah, what does this guy have to lose?

Anson thought about it for ten seconds: "A... not so perfect plan?"

Carl Bain: "..."

"My chief of staff, I'm not joking with you." Anson gradually restrained his embarrassed smile and stared at Carl's eyes with burning eyes:

"I made you the chief of staff of the Storm Division... This is not a charity, nor a bribe, but I really think you have this level to manage the lives of 5,000 people."

"If you really think that's the only way to make them understand that you're not my messenger, and to establish prestige in front of these scumbags - just do it, don't ask me what I think, because I really don't care what's on their minds. "

Carl looked at him silently and pursed his lips.

"I only care about one thing..." An Sen, who slowly raised his right hand, put his index finger against his temple:

"Live, let as many people live as possible, and then win this war in the vast land."

Carl thought about it seriously, then frowned slightly:

"...that's two things."

"Don't pick words, this is not important." Anson waved at him impatiently:

"Anyway, you are now the chief of staff of the Storm Division, so do what the chief of staff should do - don't care what others think, let alone what I think; we are a levy, and we will be disbanded after this battle, Who do you please?"

"Disband?" Carl's eyes narrowed, and he stared at Anson's expression meaningfully:

"You put so much thought into disobeying the archbishop's own son and pulling out an army that only obeys you, just to disband it after winning?"

"No way, the capital is too low."

Anson's face showed a helpless smile: "I'm not Ludwig Franz, I don't have that much money to contract an entire infantry division."

"What did you plan to do?"

"It depends on how much we can earn in Hantu - if we earn enough, then try our best to contract an infantry regiment to go to the Western Front; I'm a colonel now, and even if I join the regular army, I won't lose a grenadier regiment commander or an infantry division. , there is still room for improvement.”

"What if the loss is bad?"

"Eastern fortress, or go to the northern colony, in short, the farther and farther the better." Anson spread his hands:

"There are military exploits on the Western Front but no oil and water. A member of the Franz faction, who is not welcomed by the army, can only do dirty work; if there is not enough money in hand, I am afraid that it will last for half a year. Don't go."

"If that's the case, why don't you run farther and try your luck in the colony?"

"...Are you being too realistic?" Carl couldn't help asking.

"Before you can talk about your dreams, you must have savings and real estate in your hands." Anson smiled:

"Otherwise it's easy to starve to death."

Carl snorted softly, expressing disdain.

A guy who is related to the eldest daughter of the Franz family and is called "fiancé" by the dignified Miss Rune family, how can he say such a thing - this should be his own line!

"Then your plan..."

"You can change it as you want, and do it according to your ideas." Anson stood up from his chair and said to Carl, who was still a little nervous:

"Take a plan that you think is prudent enough to ensure that the storm division will not be robbed of military exploits and blamed - you are the chief of staff, this is your job... Lisa!"

"Um?!"

The girl woke up suddenly, staring at Anson with big eyes full of anticipation.

"Let's go to dinner." Anson pointed at her with the corners of his mouth raised:

"I heard there's cherry cake and orange juice tonight."

"Okay!"

The cheering girl hugged Borny and happily followed Anson and left the conference room.

In the empty room, only Carl Bain was left staring blankly at the plan in his hand, as well as the vast land map behind him, who was responsible for the planning work leading the Storm Division staff.

Although so far, the newly appointed Chief of Staff and his newly established staff, all the living people he can lead, even including all the technical staff and all the idlers...

Well, only himself.

……………………

At the same time, Grand Duke Claude Francois and his vassals in Golden Stone City are also formulating Thun's own strategic plan.

Although Thun has completely fallen to Clovis, this does not mean that he has completely become a servant army of the Storm Division or the Southern Legion; it is necessary to ensure that the alliance of both parties is all right, but also to plan for the worst situation. .

At the moment, it seems that the Iser elves are retreating, and no matter how they look at it, they are not far from death; but who can ensure that the southern army that invaded the hinterland of Iser will not suffer an accident, and the elf king turned against the wind and recaptured Eaglehorn City. ?

Even if the two sides do not even need to capture Eaglehorn City because of the heavy casualties of each other and finally reach some compromise and re-incorporate Thun into the sphere of influence of the Elven Kingdom of Iser, then the Francois family will also be wiped out. disaster.

In order to avoid being betrayed, Claude François felt it necessary to increase his "support" for Clovis, and at the same time, he was heavily fortified at the Eagle Point Pass.

In name, it is to provide support for the logistics supply line of the Southern Legion, but it is actually to monitor Eagle Point City and ensure that Thun can take over the fortress at the most dangerous moment, forcing Clovis to face Iser's counterattack head-on.

The Count of Arkad, who was in danger, was also the most trusted general of the Archduke Thun, the brother of Henares. The strength of his army was directly expanded from the original 5,000 to 15,000, and a large number of rifles and artillery were seized from the guards. was also called directly to him.

In the south of the Dawn Mountains, Claude Francois's strategic layout is conservative to the extreme.

After the Storm Division completely conquered the Principality of Paja, the surrounding small counts and some free cities turned to Thun and expressed their willingness to pledge their allegiance to the Francois family - on the condition that the Grand Duke Claude Francois must help them from the capital Lowe, for more favorable treatment for surrender.

The tragic situation of the Principality of Paya and the Lacar family has already made the Storm Master's "Free and Voluntary Kidney and Blood Sale Agreement" known as equality and reciprocity.

Of course, Claude Francois would not refuse, and took the initiative to undertake the mission of the middleman, patted his chest and assured the counts and the mayors of the free city that he would definitely fight for them in front of Clovis.

Three days later, these counts and mayors received letters from Anson Bach, expressing their agreement to the request of the Grand Duke Thun - not to station troops in their territory, and the indemnity was also allowed to be repaid in installments. Luxury mortgage.

Such a "preferential" condition made the monkeys in the morning and evening overjoyed one after another. They hurriedly agreed and sent 30% of the "first payment" to Baita City at the first time, so that An Sen would not suddenly regret it.

And Anson and Claude were also very happy - the Storm Division got the indemnity, the Francois family got the territory, both sides took what they needed, and they could be thanked by the leeks without any effort, perfect and harmonious.

But after this round of expansion, Thun suddenly stopped and was content to control the western territories of the vast land. There was absolutely no sign of expanding westward and continuing to conquer, and competing with Carindia and Mist for the hegemony of the vast land. ; its conservative attitude, even the lords who surrendered to the François family could not believe it.

Of course, this is just an illusion.

Since the attack on the Principality of Paya, the entire Grand Duchy of Thun has already started a frantic military expansion plan-except for the original 20,000 elites, the 5,000 soldiers mobilized to the Storm Division and the 15,000 soldiers stationed at the Eagle Point Pass. Lord François conducted a fourth round of conscription at home, expanding Thun's army to 60,000!

For Thune, it was a military and financial tipping point; even if this figure were maintained, the Francois' finances would go from surplus to deficit.

Once there is any loss or continued expansion, it will force him to borrow or loot the enemy in order to barely fill the gap.

Claude Francois personally cut off his last retreat; now he can only expand and conquer the entire vast land, so that the Grand Duchy of Thun will not be overwhelmed by legions that exceed his own strength.

But because of this, he did not intend to launch an offensive immediately, because Ansen Bach would be more eager to open up the situation than he was - to let the greedy Clovis people be the vanguard, "expand the territory" for himself, and bring Mist and the All these hard bones of the Principality of Aiden were gnawed down.

The 60,000 Thun army will sound the final death knell for the Seven Cities Alliance, crushing the last resistance force with an unrivaled army.

At that time, it will reach Aiden in the west and Carindia in the south. The entire Hantu Peninsula and all the land south of the Dawn Mountains will become the possession of the Francois family!

Therefore, after confirming again and again that Clovis has no claim to the territory of Han soil, Claude Francois will be so generous to Anson, and will not bargain down a single penny for the indemnity and bill; Dark means, urging "dear nephew" to go to war as soon as possible.

Of course, Anson knew very well that the alliance between himself and the François family, in the final analysis, was a relationship of mutual use.

In fact, he is also eager to start the war as soon as possible, otherwise the officers and soldiers of the Storm Division under his command will not be able to share the spoils, and the prestige and loyalty he has finally established will soon be exhausted.

That's why there is a strategic plan that looks perfect but actually has serious problems - as a commander of the levy who can survive only by making business profits, the significance of drawing a cake is not much less than victory, and sometimes it is more important. .

Now the reparations from the vassal states of Thun are starting to arrive one after another~www.readwn.com~ Not surprisingly, most of them are all kinds of luxury goods and handicrafts, and even mortgaged with agricultural products... There is very little real cash.

Despite this, Anson still took all the orders, loaded them all under the arrangement of Carl Bain and the little clerk, affixed the seal of the Franz family, and packed them to Clovis City.

And, an accompanying letterhead:

"Dearest Miss Sophia Franz:

May has passed, and the vast land in June is already a scene of birds and flowers, and the fields of wheat are rolling. I wonder what the weather is like in Clovis City at this time. Has the weather improved compared to winter?

Your storm division has ended all the wars in the eastern part of Hantu, by the way, I have collected some souvenirs related to the local customs, hoping to satisfy you and your friends.

Next, we are about to set off again, to the Republic of Carindia, surrounded by waves and sandy beaches. I heard that it is a very prosperous place. I hope to find more things that will interest you... Stay tuned.

Your faithful friend, Anson Bach. "