I Will Be The Crowned King

On the 2nd day of the seventh month of the 100th year of the saint's calendar, the Storm Division, which had spent two days assembling an army, suddenly crossed the border between Carindia and the Grand Duchy of Mist, and for the first time the flag of the blood-colored unicorn was displayed in the Han Dynasty. Fluttering under the sky in the hinterland of the earth.

For the sudden appearance of the Clovis army, the Mist lords who were still fighting each other immediately panicked; no matter which side this army joined, it would instantly change the current situation of the Mist civil war.

Because of its strength, there are a total of 20,000 people!

After obtaining the 8,000-strong servant army provided by the Principality of Aiden, the Clovis-Thun coalition force, which was already close to 10,000 people, doubled its strength in an instant.

The current Anson Bach is finally no longer an infantry division commander with the title of deputy commander, but a legion commander who truly commands an army of 20,000 troops!

Of course, his legion is actually quite hydrated - first of all, there is no increase in the directly affiliated troops, and even because of the continuous combat for a period of time, the combat power has declined.

Second. Aiden and Thun are the absolute main force of this legion; loyalty is secondary, and it is still unknown to what extent he can carry out the orders of his deputy commander.

In addition to these software problems, hardware is also a headache; although both Duke Aiden and Archduke Thun are very happy in fulfilling the agreement, and there is no breach of contract, the gap in equipment is still obvious.

The infantry equipment is mainly based on the old-fashioned front-loading steps of the Empire, and there are various styles, and the models are so many that the logistics personnel can explode in place; in this regard, it is slightly better to divide the elf trophies of Iser and the Thun armed by Clovis, but Also better limited.

Not to mention artillery, the standard of the Clovis Legion is at least one artillery per 1,000 men, but the Grand Duke Thun provided 5,000 reinforcements and could only barely achieve one per 1,500; the Aiden Legion was even worse, with eight Thousands of people did not even have a single artillery piece.

But these are not the most important things. What is more troublesome is that the level of chaos in the logistics system of the two armies is comparable to that of robbers. Before the Thun army completely relied on the supply line of the Storm Division, it has now increased by 8,000. The human Aiden army, the problem was exposed at once.

The logistics administrative unit lacks planning, and the timeliness of supply depends entirely on the distance between the troops and the logistics unit; the lack of uniformity of supplies belongs to Schrödinger’s food box; it is difficult to directly deliver the materials to the soldiers, and often they can only be distributed to the military camp and then layer by layer. Divide...

In the end, the most suitable supply method for this group of Han Tu troops is actually "on-site dispatch" - to put it bluntly, it is robbery, and it is often a large-scale disorderly robbery. kill.

According to Anson's experience and the knowledge of the Military Academy, the degree of "modernization" of an army in this era is basically proportional to the scale of its logistics group system; more complex commands.

Of course, most of the time, it doesn't matter if your own level is too bad, as long as the enemy is more **** - of course, the armies of Aiden and Thun can only be regarded as half "modern" feudal armies, but the level of the Mist is even more Still staying in the Middle Ages, the level of armed is the same as a joke, comparable to the street gangs in Clovis City.

In addition, the entire Mist is still fighting a civil war, the entire Grand Duchy has now been divided into four, and even the original strength of the strongest number cannot be exerted; it belongs to the broken house that is already crumbling, and it can collapse with a single kick. kind.

Therefore, as soon as the Clovis army crossed the border, without any clear indication, the entire Mist seemed to have experienced a magnitude 7 earthquake. Countless ambitious noble lords felt a thunderclap and did not know what to do. Okay.

However, before they could figure out how to deal with the general Clovis - he was actually just a colonel, but Anson hardly mentioned his rank in front of the Han people - another "surprise" news spread overnight. The whole Mister.

The Grand Duke of Thun, Claude Francois, and the Duke of Aiden, Victor Emmanuel, also stated that they would interfere in the Mist civil war!

"...So far, in order to protect the lives of the people of the vast land, to defend the glory of the Seven Cities Alliance, and to revive the glory of the Dawn Mountains...I, Claude Francois (Victor Emmanuel), pictured The Lord of En (Aiden), the gatekeeper of the vast earth, officially announced that he will send troops to Mister!"

On the second day, the iron boots of the 30,000-man Aiden Legion and the 40,000-man Thun Legion set foot on Mist's territory following the declaration of the two dukes.

Together with the Storm Division in the south, a hundred thousand troops encircled Mist from three directions at the same time.

What is a surprise, this is a surprise!

To deal with this vast and densely populated country - of course, it is relatively speaking - from the beginning, Anson did not consider the hard bite of one castle and one castle. A crushing war of conquest.

In the face of massive attacks from three directions at the same time, the lords of the Grand Duchy of Mist still did not seem to unite and report the idea of ​​​​warming; not only that, but even increased their desire to annex and invade each other.

It seems that for the current Mist lords, the best strategy to defend against the enemy is to pretend that the enemy does not exist, and continue to do whatever they need to do.

Well, anyway, I can't stop the Clovis army, I can't beat it, I can't last long if I can beat it, and if I hold on for too long, it will only bring more disaster... So I just stick my head in the sand , when the other party comes to the door, you can give what you want.

As long as the other party allows him to continue to keep the territory, even if he changes his allegiance to another lord, or becomes a vassal of the Clovis, there is nothing wrong.

Even if Visenia, the lord of Mist, makes a comeback one day, would you say that you just pretended allegiance before, and would you regret it?

In a sense, this is indeed a no-brainer approach.

………………

The southern border of the Grand Duchy of Mist, Dusk Town.

After three days of marching, the Storm Division, who deliberately slowed down the marching speed, finally arrived at the most important town in the southern part of Mist on a cloudless morning.

The reason why it is important is because this seemingly inconspicuous town is actually the hub of the transportation network of half the Grand Duchy of Mist; the road extending from here can go directly to the capital of Damist, and it connects nearly two nearby cities. There are several fortresses, as well as large and small farms near the castle.

what does that mean?

It means that from here, the army can march along roads rather than muddy plains, thickets of thickets or rough hills.

It means that the army can use this place as a stable logistics base, and the castle fortresses all over the place can not only provide a very good security and defense, but also provide stable and sufficient supplies - for the logistics that are on the verge of collapse due to the frenzied expansion of the army recently. Stormmaster, the significance here is not even inferior to Port Carindia!

In fact, Ruko Visenia, the heir to the Grand Duchy of Mist, used this as his base for raising the flag of rebellion against his father for the same reason; only with the convenience of transportation like Dusk Town, and at the same time A commercial center with many granaries allows him to gather as many supporters as possible.

Otherwise, with the terrifying logistical level of the Han Tu army, I am afraid that it is not because the army that suppressed the rebellion has not waited for the counter-insurgency army to come.

In order to defeat his 87-year-old father who is still in good health, Ruko Visania, who is also in his 70s, fought his life to gather a lot of supporters, and he pulled out in just one month. army of thousands.

But when the high-spirited storm division army appeared outside the city, the Mist rebels, who were dressed in colorful clothes and equipped with various kinds of equipment, immediately understood what a mighty division was and what it meant to be ashamed.

Especially when they saw the artillery company of the Storm Division lined up fifteen field cannons neatly outside the city, all the rebels on the spot, even the last little thought of trying to maintain their dignity, vanished, decisively opened the city gate, and welcomed Ke. Master Luo Wei entered the city.

Even the 70-year-old heir of the Grand Duchy of Mist was still in decline and took the initiative to greet the deputy commander of the Southern Legion outside the city, fully demonstrating the tradition of hospitality of the Mist people.

Accompanied by the roaring cannon salute, the Storm Division entered the town amid the cheers of the Mist army, and solemnly hoisted the King's flag of Clovis on the city wall.

Ruko Visania chose to ignore this and warmly invited Anson and his party to a dinner party specially prepared by him.

"Before the official start, please allow me to ask you a small question."

In the luxurious hall, sitting in an armchair, Ruco Visania, dressed in fancy clothes, held a glass of warm wine and looked at Anson who was sitting opposite him with almost invisible eyes under his gray eyebrows. · Bach.

This is an old man who is already seventy years old, but with his ricket back and orange peel-like folds and drooping cheeks, no one will doubt even if he is eighty years old.

He leaned back on the chair desperately, tightened his chin, and there were traces of powder on his forehead and cheeks, as if to make himself look more dignified, but no one had told him that it was completely useless.

"Your Excellency Deputy Commander Anson Bach, why are you willing to agree to my request?"

"why?"

An Sen raised his eyebrows and shook the wine glass in his hand: "I agreed to your request and extended a helping hand... Is this a problem?"

"It wasn't before, but it is now!"

The old man raised his voice slightly, and it sounded like a broken bellows "huchihuchi": "If you only have an army of 5,000 or 10,000 people, I would probably be ecstatic."

"But now you have 20,000 troops under your command, and Aiden and Thun's army of nearly 80,000 people have entered Mist; there is no other meaning, but as Mist's heir, I have to wonder if you plan to… …”

"Carve up the Mister?" Anson interrupted suddenly.

The old man's words came to an abrupt end, he sipped the warm wine silently, and kept his eyes fixed on Anson's expression.

Then……

"Pfft! Pfft...hahaha...ahhahahaha..."

Hearty laughter echoed through the four walls of the hall, and a stunned Ruco Visania stared at the guy who suddenly put down the glass and couldn't help laughing.

"Excuse me... Does what I just said seem ridiculous to you?"

The old man's expression was a little awkward.

"No, no, I understand your concerns—at the beginning." An Sen quickly restrained his smile and waved his hands repeatedly:

"I just didn't expect you to worry about this after hearing about the actions of Aiden and the Thun people?"

"What's the meaning?"

"Meaning, if I let Aiden and Thun share Mist, what benefits will I gain? What benefits will Clovis gain?" Anson's eyes widened:

"I'm a Clovis, and I'm destined to never stay in the Far Lands; if that's the case, what can I gain by letting Thun or Aiden add territory—no, nothing!"

"Instead of getting nothing, I'm going to suffer a lot because they want to expand their territory - my army needs loot, and obviously once those lands are taken by them, the loot I can get soon diminishes? ?"

Anson said to Ruko Visania with a natural expression on his face.

"So..." The shocked old man still couldn't believe it:

"This three-way invasion of Mist..."

"It wasn't my intention~www.readwn.com~ An Sen nodded his head, his eyes solemn:

"Thun has become an ally of Clovis, and Aiden Yuwei still exists - they have millions of people and an army of nearly 100,000 people. I only have a few thousand people, and they even need them to provide me with some troops. ."

"So you understand, it's not that I, Anson Bach, want to invade Mist, I don't want to, I prefer Mist to be able to make peace with a treaty like Carindia - I'm a soldier, but not What a war freak, in a way, I'm still a pacifist."

"Pacifist?"

"It's someone who wants to resolve conflicts by non-war means." Anson pressed his right hand on his chest and looked at Mist's heir, who was still suspicious, with the most sincere sincerity:

"Lord Ruko Visania, you don't have to believe me, or you don't have to believe in the Stormmaster or the Kingdom of Clovis, that's fine; but you must believe in one thing, and that is that you... are the only one to save Mist. hope!"

"Only when you defeat your father and traitors, and wear the crown symbolizing Archduke Mist, can Aiden and Thun lose the excuse to invade this land and bring peace to the land!"

"And I may be the only one who is still willing to support you and help you right now."

"Because I am a true pacifist, no one in this world hates war more than me."

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