Proof of the Sun King

It was snowing outside the window, and the light from the glazed tiles of the palace shone on the emperor's face.

Karl Franz was caught in a dilemma against the demands of the high elves.

Whether it is agreed or not, it seems difficult for the empire to completely pick itself out.

Of course, not to mention that the Empire has a population of 23 million (estimated by the court of Brunswick, not the real value), Emperor Karl Franz's Reikland + the capital of Brunswick together account for 7 million (Brunswick). Grams 1 million + Rick received 6 million), if it is really desperate, it is not a problem for the emperor to immediately arm 100,000-200,000 people with an order.

As mentioned earlier, the army of the empire is divided into three levels, from top to bottom, they are the urban professional standing army—the semi-professional provincial army—the local militia organization. The infantry regiment - the Freedmen's Legion - the old guard's system, the Empire is undoubtedly more advanced.

But what is the most important thing? People named "regular army of not less than 20,000 people".

The emperor is dumbfounded, where did I find you a regular army of 20,000 people? The total number of troops in the entire empire, which can be regarded as a city standing regular army, is only about 180,000, and it is scattered throughout the empire. The number of regular troops under the emperor himself is almost 50,000, and the others are provincial troops and even militia.

Karl Franz, as a very good politician, of course would not be in a hurry to express his position. Even if he could mobilize 20,000 people immediately, he would not immediately express his position. , endless beastmen, endless actions of a large number of Chaos sects, and mentioned from the side about the hoarding of princes in the business world of Marienburg to drive up food prices.

The result disappointed him. Tyrion sent a silver helmeted knight, not a high-level nobleman. They were just here to spread the word, not to negotiate. That was Tygris' style, not Tyrion's style. .

After the high-elf envoy went out, the emperor continued to read the report until Marshal Rick Helberger came in: "Your Majesty, the blood pine forest about 78 kilometers away from Brunswick found that the beastmen tribe is fighting with the goblin tribe, patrol Team Lin is closely monitoring the situation."

"What do you think, Heilberg?" Karl Franz said casually. "How big is it?"

"The scale is not small. There are thousands of Beastmen, and there are fewer greenskins." Heilberg said to Karl Franz: "Since the two sides have started a decisive battle, then we can temporarily enjoy their cannibalism. Happy, but only temporarily, any side only needs to win and it will form a larger scale towards Brunswick."

"78 kilometers, so close to Brunswick?" The emperor sighed and threw the document on the table: "What's your opinion?"

"Your Majesty, when both the Beast and the Greenskin are injured, you should send out your troops and clean up everything." Heilberg said, his mustache is still as perfect as it was twenty or thirty years ago.

"I think so too." The emperor couldn't help but smiled, he stood up, took a document on the table and handed it to Heilberg: "Look, this is the standard for army food that Ryan has formulated. ."

Heilberg took the file.

"Brittanian Army Catering Standard Opinion Reference - Ryan Macado"

Type I stove: Temporary serf thugs, serf infantry regiments of major principalities, serf archers.

Daily food standard per person: 3 copper coins.

Specific food reference: black hard bread, stewed beans, cabbage, wheat porridge, stewed animal offal with potatoes and corn (one meal per day).

The second category of stoves: Infantry regiments of various cities and towns, halberd infantry regiments, longbowmen, and combat pilgrims regiments.

The daily food standard per person: 5 copper coins.

Specific food reference: barley bread, stewed beans, fried meat with cabbage, barbecue, meat pie, meat and vegetable stew, broth and fish soup, beer.

Three types of stoves: elite infantry regiments of major principalities, infantry servants, musketeers, artillerymen, engineers, knights' squires, and ranger knights.

The daily food standard per person: 10 copper coins.

Specific food reference: butter bread, stewed beans, vegetable salad, eggs, pork, mutton, beef, special hodgepodge (super delicious dishes stewed with Brittany horse sausage, preserved egg, fart brain and other ingredients), Rationing ale (or imperial beer).

Four types of stoves: Old Guard, Kingdom Knight, Expedition Knight, Holy Grail Knight, Pegasus Knight.

The daily food standard per person: 25 copper coins.

Specific food reference: wheat cheese bread, Tyrell noodles, macaroni, various meats including venison, fish, stewed chickpeas, fresh vegetable salad, candy, coffee, mead (or red wine), meal After fruit.

There are also a few appendices below: olive oil, refined salt, spices (cinnamon, cloves, pepper, saffron, mustard, vinegar, sugar, and honey).

"It's really good." Marshal Rick Heilberg complained after seeing it, and the old coach shook his head: "Your Majesty, the food in our empire can't be the same as in Brittany, just in terms of market acquisitions. , the price of a pound of barley is about 6 silver shillings, but if it is on the Brittany side, where they are directly harvested and supplied directly from their estates, the price of a pound of barley is at most 2 silver shillings, and the price is only For one third, you also know that Brittany is now the largest food producer and exporter in the old world. In terms of food, how can we compare with the guys on the opposite side of the mountain? Not to mention the old An army like the Guards has its own royal manor, and their food costs are really just ingredients."

It is directly processed after planting, and there is no middleman and transportation loss to earn the difference.

"I know!" Karl Franz frowned when he heard this. The price of food on the market has skyrocketed, and because Rikling is dominated by yeoman farmers and the middle class, it is very difficult to acquire military food. The business princes of Marienburg are still with the empire The official naysayer: "Heilberg, we're going to have a problem."

"Trouble?" Marshal Rick still didn't understand, the emperor continued: "Someone, I don't know what's going on, got this document, and then copied a lot and sent it to almost all military camps in Brunswick. Now, Many soldiers were dissatisfied, and some even started to strike, demanding that the food standard be the same as that of the Bretons across the mountain!"

"What?" Marshal Rick Heilberg almost immediately reflected that there was Chaos sect activity: "This must not be an accident, my majesty, there must be something strange about it."

"Nonsense, don't I know that this must be a conspiracy of the Chaos Sect?" The emperor patted the table, and Karl Franz became annoyed: "But we all know that these are true, the cloth on the opposite side of the mountain. This is the standard of food for the Litanians. What should we do? Tell the soldiers who protect the family and the country that you are not worthy? Or bury your head in the ground to pretend to be an ostrich, or force to keep up with the standard? This is a conspiracy, but We are helpless!"

"I'll solve the military affairs, Your Majesty." Marshal Rick saluted immediately, and the old commander also gave his life: "Don't worry, the imperial people will always support His Majesty, and the Rick Guard will always support His Majesty."

"Well, as for the Chaos Sect, it must be investigated in detail." The emperor's face turned slightly, and he nodded lightly. He was about to say something when Mrs. Hawkswall, the finance minister of the empire, came in from outside, and her face was very ugly. : "Your Majesty, there is bad news."

"The negotiation with Marienburg failed?" Karl Franz suddenly turned ashen.

"The merchants in Marienburg refused to accept the grain purchase price we proposed." Mrs. Hawkswall lowered her head and said to the emperor with some uneasiness: "They said that they would either buy it at a premium price, or let His Majesty himself. After trying to find a way, there is also a big problem in purchasing grain, and farmers and manor owners are more willing to sell grain to Marienburg merchants rather than us."

After the victory in the Battle of Blackfire Pass and promotion to the Sanctuary, the emperor's prestige in the empire was so high that Mrs. Hawkswall never dared to argue with him again in the face of the emperor: "Even the merchants of Reikland faced our Acquisitions are all face-to-face.”

"What?!" Karl Franz stood up directly, the beard on his face was shaking with anger, and he slapped the armrest of the chair hard.

"Humph! Is there any country more tolerant to these business princes than our empire?!"

"Without the defense of the empire's army, where did these merchants grow and develop?"

"There is something wrong now, and I really stand by and don't know what to pay back!"

After thinking about it for a while, the emperor had no choice but to stop temporarily: "What about Britannia? Do they still give priority to supplying Nuer?"

"Yes, after all, the special relationship between the Sun King and the Duchess..." Hawkswall said hesitantly: "Nur also warned us not to try to destroy the 'friendly relationship' between Rick and the Nuer."

"Forget it, I don't want to hear this." The emperor shook his head, and he turned to his attendant: "Where's Wolfgang? Didn't he say he wanted to visit the zoo in the afternoon?"

Wolfgang Holswig-Abernall, grandson of Karl Franz Emperor's uncle Maximian, the emperor's nephew, recently came to Brunswick to play, the emperor made an appointment to bring himself in the afternoon The nephew took a stroll around the Imperial Royal Zoo.

In fact, the emperor didn't like his cousin, he was neither talented nor learned, lazy and untidy, and he almost never succeeded in his assignments. He always liked to call himself the emperor's nephew, behaved strangely, arrogantly and arrogantly. I don't know why he had to pull his grandfather. After a trip to the capital, the emperor had to receive him personally. After all, his uncle Maximian gave up participating in the election of the emperor. After Karl Franz ascended the throne, Maximian moved to Tarabeheim to live there. Karl Franz untied all restraints.

The emperor cannot but accept this feeling.

"Let's go." The emperor signaled that the time was almost up.

In the afternoon, it was still snowing lightly outside the house, and the emperor only took a Rick guard and walked in the zoo with his nephew Wolfgang.

It was still the Winter Veil holiday, and there were no people in the Royal Zoo. Since it was a relative of the Emperor and Wolfgang made it clear that he hated too many people, he didn't bring anyone else. As for the Royal Zoo, if there were assassins, Then Karl Franz should have died hundreds of times long ago. The emperor himself is also a strong sanctuary, so there is nothing to fear.

The Rick Guard who followed was a native of Rick, named Hermann Konrad von Radtz, and was very appreciated by the emperor. The thirty-year-old Rick Guard quickly held it. A bowl of hot mushroom cream corn chowder was delivered to the emperor: "Your Majesty, mushroom cream corn chowder."

"How can this happen?" Karl Franz expressed surprise.

"This is Your Majesty Wolfgang, specially prepared for you, Your Majesty. It is said that he tossed it in the kitchen for two hours to get it done." Rick's guard Herman said seriously: "He heard His Majesty I have the habit of eating something in the afternoon and prepare it carefully."

"It's rare, my nephew will also have this habit." Karl Franz glanced at his nephew who was standing in front of a two-headed griffin, and couldn't help shaking his head: "Unfortunately, my nephew is really It's because he has no talent, and he hasn't seen him for many years, and he doesn't seem to grow much taller."

Herman glanced at Wolfgang, who was 1.6 meters tall at most, with an ugly appearance, an oversized hooked nose, and long messy hair. The guard Rick was not very willing to discuss this topic, he could only Said: "Your Majesty, it's cold, drink it while it's hot."

The emperor, who had eaten before going out, looked at Herman's armor, burqa, and cape covered with snow. He thought that he was loyal to his duties. He also stood guard all day today, and he had to come out after shifts. He patted Rick's guard on the shoulder: "It's hard work, I'll give you this bowl of soup, I don't want to drink now."

"This...but this is what Wolfgang cooked for you." Hermann hesitated.

"It's okay, I can feel his feelings." The emperor showed a standard smile with eight teeth: "Drink it."

"Yes." Herman picked up the spoon awkwardly, and the hand in the gauntlet was not very good. Seeing that the emperor didn't mind, he simply picked up the bowl and drank it.

At this time, the two-headed griffin in front of Wolfgang noticed Wolfgang who appeared in front of him. The griffin immediately showed a very disgusting expression and roared loudly. Karl Franz's attention was taken away. Attracted to the past: "What's the matter? Wolfgang, this two-handed griffin was finally caught from the Roof of the World Mountains..."

"Hmm! Oh! Oh ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!" The emperor's voice did not fall, Rick defender Herman suddenly covered his throat with both hands. The hundred -war brave screamed painful heart and lungs. Rolling on the ground, black blood flowed from his eyes, nostrils, mouth, and ears. He struggled a few times and didn't move.

The jade bowl smashed to the ground and shattered, and the yellow-white soup inside gradually turned yellow-green.

"What? What's wrong? Hermann?" Karl Franz was shocked, but the screeching sound that followed made the first citizen of the empire and the most respected warrior immediately awakened his instinct as a warrior, and the emperor immediately He stretched his hand to the Rick collar Rune Tooth Dragon Tooth Sword at his waist, the sword shone with the power of ancient runes belonging to dwarves.

In the sight of the emperor, Wolfgang changed, turned into a complete monster.

A pair of his eyes fell out like slugs, and two long sarcomas extended to the outside, huge bat wings protruded from his back, and on his extremely swollen and deformed body, two long claws stretched out came out, and then flew directly towards the emperor: "Uh ah ah ah~"

"Wolfgang!" The emperor subconsciously wanted to swing his sword, but he immediately realized that this person was his nephew, Karl Franz rolled sideways to avoid ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ eagerly shouted : "Wolfgang, what's the matter with you?!"

"Die! Uncle, for the Red Crown, for Tzeentch!" Wolfgang spread his wings again and flew, his claws gleaming with the reflection of winter.

"..." The emperor looked at Herman, who died violently on the spot, the promising Rick guard, and then glanced at the broken jade bowl and thick soup on the ground, he understood.

The two sides fought for two rounds. The emperor was a little hesitant at first, hoping to catch Wolfgang for help in the church or a wizard, so that his nephew could be restored to his original state. Gang finally realized that his nephew was hopeless.

It is very likely that he drank various potions to force himself to maintain the appearance of a normal person and enter the imperial court.

This was a premeditated assassination!

The emperor took a sharp step forward, attracting the completely mutated nephew to fly, and then with ease, the flaming blade pierced Wolfgang's right leg and cut off one of his wings, Wolfgang fell to the ground like a rag, hitting a fence head-on, and shards of wood flew.

The chaotic mutant still wanted to get up, the emperor had appeared in front of him, the rune fangs penetrated his chest, and the power above gradually made this guy burn to ashes in the flames.

The zoo was in a mess, and the guards and zoo guards who heard the sound of fighting arrived.

Holding the rune fang, Karl Franz's heart was as cold as the snow on the ground.

Damn it! Has the corruption of the Tzeentch sect gone so far? Even the grandson of Uncle Maximian...

Empire, how many people are Chaos Cultists?

Rikland, Brunswick, the Imperial Palace... How far has the Chaos Sect infiltrated?

Like walking on thin ice, like an abyss.