Warhammer Throne

After the words passed, there was still no response from the high-precision side. Ryan waited for another day, and the war council was still meeting intensively. Lothern was the same as before, in good weather.

Little Thorglin-Hammer sent someone to report to Ryan that the ironclad ship has been repaired and is ready for use. Among them, the dwarf firebolt bullets and helicopter fuel, and the ironclad fuel have been replenished almost, except for the artillery shells, especially the triptych. Such things as naval gun shells cannot be produced here.

Almost half of the shells of the ironclad ships in the previous great sea battles have been used up, and the rest can only be used sparingly.

Ryan has no other way besides waiting. I want to emphasize that the time concept of elves is indeed very different from that of humans. Waiting for a month or two for one thing may be very protracted for humans, but for elves It's nothing at all.

Don't know we are discussing it? It is to plan the plan again, and then consider it.

After checking the situation of the ironclad ship and the training situation of the old guards during this period, Ryan expressed satisfaction on the surface, but the King of Knights kept a hand. The next night, Ryan and his queen Sulia were ready to go again. Make a surprise check on the situation of the old guards.

At night, Lothern is like spring all year round, and the refreshing sea breeze blows through the garden of the villa, and Ryan and Suria set out here.

Today, Su Liya wore a sparkling dress from Osuan Elion's dark blue diamond princess, paired with ultra-thin gray velvet soft pantyhose. It was beautiful and beautiful. She took Ryan's arm and said happily: "My dear, guess, when will the dog skin plaster arrive?"

"I guess it will be soon...Huh?" Ryan looked at the bright moonlight above the deep blue sky. The Knight King looked up but found that there was another elf nobleman standing at the door of the villa.

This elven nobleman looks like the Minister of Charles, but he looks more haggard, and his spirit is not very good. He has long wavy gray hair in the middle and a big forehead. What is even more striking is that he still Leaning on a cane, the clothes on his body are not very neat, although it is not shabby, but there is always a shabby taste. He saw Ryan and Su Liya appear, and hurriedly saluted in a panic: "Your Majesty, Queen, Good evening, I am in charge of today."

"You are?" Ryan thought how to change a person: "Where is Arsena? It's a bit uncomfortable not to see him."

"I'm De Talleyrand Maurice Bennister." The elven nobleman smiled awkwardly: "It's the cousin of the former Minister of Charles... if he admits it."

"Admit it?" Ryan asked with interest: "Can you tell me something about you?"

"I'm an illegitimate child. I was born unexpectedly after a fertility party about 120 years ago. I don't know who my father is." The elf nobleman said everything about himself very bachelor: "I was born in Charis ...It seems to everyone to be the home of a lowly country boy. When I was a child, my mother was placed in Charis’s manor to grow up, because I fell off a high stool and accidentally caused disability. After I grew up, she asked me to come to Lother Eun went to his relatives, that's it."

"Then why did you send you here?" Ryan only felt that there was no arrogance at all in the high class in front of him, and there was frankness and enthusiasm. The Knight King was also more happy to say a few words: "Where is Arcena?"

"Mr. Arséna has something wrong, oh, if you don't dislike it, please call me De Talleyrand directly. I am only 120 years old this year. If calculated according to Azul, I am a lot younger than you. "The high-precision aristocrat lost a smiling face. He did not put on the special air of high elves. He appeared sincere and even a little flattering: "Where to go, I will accompany your majesty and the queen, but don't go too fast, I may Can't keep up."

"De Talleyrand?" Ryan thought this name sounds familiar to me, but he didn't think about it too much. The attitude of this high-class nobleman is very good, and it has been despised by the high-class and all kinds of yin and yang all day long for some time. Both Ryan and Su Liya felt that they had the right to breathe, and their perception of him could not help but improve. This is probably the feeling of being a big one in the scorpion.

In this way, De Talleyrand became the new guide. According to him, Arsène took two days off to check his family’s trade bills and imported goods. Arsène’s family was originally a family that produced Lothern Tritons in large quantities. , But they now use business and ocean trade as their main source of wealth, and the number of family children serving in the army has been declining.

Leaning on crutches, De Talleyrand limped step by step and said in a bit embarrassing manner: "Sorry, Your Majesty, I am not a person who is qualified to learn more. If you use the current situation as a metaphor, Mr. Arcena is responsible. The customer’s department manager, and I’m just a servant in charge of serving dishes. In Osu'an, especially in Lothern, your birth determines whether you are the one serving or being served, and I am Those who serve the plates, and the future is the same. The biggest hope in my life is to serve a plate for an elf prince."

Ryan was a little sad when he heard the words.

Are the high elves really free and democratic? In fact, it is not necessarily true.

In addition to the elves' contempt for humans and dwarves, the high elves actually have a chain of contempt for themselves. The inner kingdom despises the outer kingdom, the noble blood despises the ordinary blood, the city despises the countryside, the spellcaster despises the ordinary people... etc. A chain of contempt with more than a dozen links, from top to bottom.

And this de Talleyrand is an elf at the bottom of the chain of contempt. He is a hillbilly from the outer ring kingdom. He is also a farmer, and his strength is not good. He is still a lame, so he is in the chain of contempt. In the lower part, if he hadn't had a reliable distant relative, he wouldn't be able to come to Lothern.

"What's the situation in the Kingdom of Charis?" On the way to the alien settlement, Ryan talked with this Mr. Talleyrand with interest, and De Talleyrand was a little flattered at the attitude of the Knight King. He didn't understand why the Cavaliers didn't like the learned Arcena so much, but he liked to talk to himself.

"Not so good, Your Majesty." Talleyrand leaned on a cane. After thinking about it, he decided to answer truthfully: "Charles is an empty and forested kingdom, primitive and backward. Because of this, all people think of Charlie. Si is a place where a group of hillbillies live, but now, Charis has become the only way for the dark elves to invade. Because of the war and backwardness, the population there is getting less and less, leaving countless deserted lands, many ancient and The towns and manors full of history have been empty. Many gardens and theaters have not been opened for hundreds of years. There are many castles to defend against the dark elves, but most of them do not have enough troops to garrison."

"How could it decline so badly?" Su Liya frowned.

"In order to protect the safety of the Phoenix King, Charles's most elite white lion guards have been transferred to Lothern, and those who have a way to leave have all left. My mother didn't like my lame son since I was a child. So let me come here." Talleyrand tried to pick what he could say: "That's it."

"Since the population is small, why not have more children?" Su Liya asked casually, the queen did not understand the ultra-low fertility rate of high precision.

"For my mother, there are many things that can be done in a long life. Usually planting flowers to sing and sing is far more relaxed and comfortable than raising a child. One more child will add a heavy burden and burden. In Osuan, It is very costly to cultivate a good offspring." Talleyrand shrugged, his face was full of self-deprecating: "I am grateful to my mother for letting me come into this world, but I have been fostered since I was born, and now I have met my mother. No more than a hundred times. I can’t force my mother to see me more. I can only be myself. She doesn’t like a lame son either.”

A high-precision peaceful and welfare society! It is really different in essence from the dark spirit. For the dark spirit, multiple populations have more combat power, and for high-end spirits, multiple populations have multiple burdens.

Ryan closed his eyes and shook his head. The Knight King did not say anything, but motioned for Talleyrand to follow.

So San Giles' words gave Ryan even greater inspiration.

There are limits to tactics and manpower. No matter how powerful the court conspiracy of the high elves is, it is nothing more than subdividing the whole cake infinitely and eating as cleanly as possible, but it should decline or decline. No matter how powerful the tactics, it can change the population. NS? Can you make money and food? No money means no money, no one means no one.

Ryan understood better why he chose Finnuba, the navigator, to be the King of Phoenix, because he was the only one who could make the cake bigger and pull the high-precision out of the quagmire. It's that simple.

About thirty minutes later, Ryan came to the old guard station in the alien activity area. The Knight King intentionally wanted to find out what the old guards were doing. He thought about it, took out a few gold coins, and handed it out. To Talleyrand: "Do a favor and tell the guard that you have to go in and take a look. If the other party does not agree, then use the money to ask the other party for convenience."

"Okay!" De Talleyrand didn't think much, he directly took the money in Ryan's hand and limped over there.

Ryan also took a look at the prosperous streets nearby. It was brightly lit. Many soldiers from the Old Guards and Ash Legion were also active outside, but most of them were officers who took the soldiers out to buy supplies, and some went out to eat and drink. .

Ryan noticed that two old guards were flushed with drinking. They had just walked out of the small alley deep in the corner of the street. They came out to tidy up their clothes, and then they were content to return to the station. There were two deep in the small alley. The well-dressed woman sent them out. Obviously, it was self-evident what these two guys had just done.

"These guys!" Ryan frowned, and he said to Su Liya: "How can you..."

"My dear, not every soldier comes out to take his wife and maid like you." Su Liya's Qianqianyu pointed on Ryan's eyebrows: "I have been out for several months, please be considerate of them, okay? You? Why not ask if they are on vacation? If they are on vacation, it doesn’t matter."

Ryan stipulated that the old guards should be stationed outside and one day off for ten days.

"Okay!" Ryan thought, too. He shook his head mockingly, then his complexion became firm, and he strode forward and stopped in front of the two old guards: "You, what battalion?"

"We? Ah? Who are you?" The two old guards drank a little bit. They were very upset when they saw someone stopping them. But when they saw it was Ryan, they were so scared that they woke up immediately. They knelt down: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty!?"

"Which camp?" Ryan said sharply.

"Long... from the halberd camp." The two old guards lowered their heads and said tremblingly.

"Why are you here?" Ryan then asked.

"Today on vacation." One of the tall men said with some trepidation, "It was finally our turn, so we discussed, came out for a drink, and...that one by the way."

Hearing that they were on vacation, Ryan's face looked much better, and the Knight King nodded: "Okay, get up."

"Yes." The two old guards hurriedly stood up. They were completely awake when they were frightened. They were blushing at the thought of being hit by the king, and bowed their heads embarrassedly: "Your Majesty, Queen."

"Where is the Leimun commander of your halberd camp?" Ryan asked casually.

"The battalion commander Raymond reads military books in the garrison. There are a lot of elven military books that have been translated. The battalion commander reads that except for drills recently." The tall man replied.

"Do you often leave the station?" Su Liya's tone became much gentler.

"Which of us dare, from Sir Bertrand and Sir Davout, to every officer, only leave the station on vacation and when there is something to do. Everyone has an early call and a late call every day. The order is strict. We It’s a vacation from this afternoon to tomorrow afternoon, so there is no need to roll the call tonight and tomorrow morning, but tomorrow night, the call is to be called." The tall man lowered his head and said forcefully, "Your Majesty, we are all serfs, if we weren’t Your Majesty discovered us and gave us our current glory and status. We still don’t know where to plant the land!"

"The Thomas engineer is the younger brother of Battalion Commander Raymond. He will only come to see him on the day when the Battalion Commander is on vacation. We will have a meal together and wander around." The short man also said, "We are the glorious old man. Guards, we will always fight for the king and the kingdom, your majesty, please trust us!"

"Yeah~" Ryan is satisfied now. The old guards under his command already have their own military spirit. In addition to salary and hope of promotion, the sense of national pride and national glory also inspires these elites: " very good."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty~" At this time, Talleyrand was also approaching with a cane, panting, and the high elf panted: "Guard, say nothing, don't let in~ hu~ ha~ they said, even if it’s the Phoenix Palace faction. It's not okay to come."

"Very well, let's go, let's go in." Ryan motioned everyone to follow him and walked to the gate of the station. Five guns of the master craftsmanship from Nuer were pointed at them: "Who... mine? Your Majesty, my queen?!"

"Are Bertrand and Davout here?" Ryan nodded, still having to be vigilant.

"The commander and the deputy commander are here. They are looking at the map."

Ryan couldn't help smiling when he heard the words. Since becoming Taer's choice, Bertrand has a hardened waist and has a lot of confidence. Why he was selected by Taer, but this is a good thing for Ryan, because Taer doesn't care about the human world at all, and naturally it is impossible to give Bertrand any strange oracle.

The moment the Knight King and Queen were about to go in and take a look, a bell suddenly rang from the direction of Lothern City.

"Boom~~Boom~~Boom~~~"

"Boom~~~~"

Ryan and Suria are okay, but Talleyrand's expression on the side changed drastically. He quickly said to Ryan and the others: "No, your Majesty, Queen, the bell is..."

"What is this bell?" Su Liya asked immediately.

"This bell is the bell for the assembly of the army!" Talleyrand slammed the ground hard with his cane: "This is the bell for the assembly of the army in the War Council. This can only explain one thing, and that is the war lord Tyrion. Your Excellency is calling the army!"

"But we haven't got the war council's combat policy...Ah!" Su Liya reacted immediately.

"Damn it!" Ryan stomped hard, the king's face was full of anger and helplessness: "I have been urging and urging, the war council is just dragging, dragging, is it dragging things out now?"

"Assemble everyone and enter the combat readiness phase!" Ryan did not hesitate, he immediately shouted at the guards.

The old guards responded loudly and rushed into the garrison to gather the army.

"Yes!"

The enemy has hit the door!