Chapter 391 The Day the War Comes

? Cecil led, in the study room of the lord's mansion, Gawain carefully looked at the piece of information that Amber had just sent.

"It seems that the news of the 25th brigade has been successfully delivered to their masters." Gawain raised his head and looked at the half-elf standing beside him, "There are already more than forty fiefs from the southern border, large and small. The knights gathered with their entourage and militia under the command of Count Hossman, and their actions had been completely undisguised. Those knights who responded to the call were all swaggering on the road in broad daylight, passing messages between the various noble territories. Messengers are everywhere, too."

"Actually, when nobles do these things, they won't hide it," Amber picked up an apple from Gao Wen's table, held it to his mouth and nibbled it quickly and said vaguely, "Originally, except for Cecil has a military intelligence agency, who would come up with such an intelligence system like you, and to take a step back, the situation is already like this, there is no need for them to hide it."

Gawain sneered and shook his head: "Now I'm waiting for an official letter. According to the rules of those traditional nobles, a declaration must be sent before the war."

Amber stopped nibbling on the apple, with a puzzled look on his face: "Speaking of which...although Ansu and Typhon have signed a peace agreement, once the civil war broke out in Ansu this time, those Typhons would really Won't you immediately tear up the agreement and get in trouble?"

Gawain looked at Amber with a bit of surprise: "You can still think of this, there is progress."

"I usually think hard, okay! I just don't have your dirty tactics!" Amber stared, her cheeks bulging, "And I wanted to ask this from the beginning, but I never found a chance. That's it!"

Gawain looked at Amber's serious and angry appearance, and couldn't help but shake his head with a smile: "Of course Typhon won't come in, at least not now."

Amber looked puzzled: "Why?"

"Typhon has been dealing with Ansu for hundreds of years, and they know the characteristics of the Ansu people very well," Gawain explained patiently, with his own speculation mixed in, "I remember that I specifically confirmed with that Clement. One thing? There are also people around Emperor Typhon who will die... So from the beginning, this 'peace agreement' was just a play, but so far, this play will continue. Rosetta Augustus would watch Anzu fall into civil war, and watch Anzu sink deeper and weaker over the next few years, until the kingdom was nearly disintegrated, and he would not enter the game and reap the benefits, but Before that, he would never do anything to Ansu, because he knew... once Typhon does it now, Ansu's civil war will end immediately."

Amber blinked and seemed to understand what Gawain meant.

"The invasion of the Typhons will make Ansu quickly regroup,

The Grand Dukes of the Three Kingdoms have not established enough hatred yet, and they are likely to agree to the outside world." Gawain put down the materials in his hand, and his impressions and analysis of the three frontier dukes of Ansu appeared in his mind. "Northern Victoria Weir Germany chose to support a puppet king to stabilize the country, while Silas Loren in the east chose to pledge allegiance to the blood of Morn to rebuild the glory of the First Dynasty. Franklin Bodwin in the west was rarely involved in royal disputes, but half of Ansu's economy All rely on his border trade... No matter what role the three dukes play in this civil war, whether they are clever or stupid, but at least one thing is certain, they are all using their own logic to maintain the country. , I think that Rosetta Augustus must have also investigated and understood this. "

Speaking of this, Gawain suddenly sighed slightly: "The only thing I'm not sure about now is whether there is some kind of 'tacit understanding' between Prince Edmund and that Emperor Typhon, whether it's a big gamble... If If yes, then the death of Francis II is too sighing."

"Just dying in a play, and a gambling game outside the play..." Amber muttered, looking at the apple in his hand, and suddenly felt that the taste was gone, "Perhaps everyone is looking forward to this civil war, only that The old king really believes in peace alone... I really don't like the stupid logic of nobles."

A knock on the door came at this moment, interrupting the conversation between Gawain and Amber.

The door of the study opened, and the tall and strong priest Wright appeared at the door.

Gawain looked at the only priest on the territory with some surprise: "Mr. Wright, is something wrong?"

"Lord," Wright bowed slightly, then said bluntly, "I want to go to the battlefield."

Gao Wen was stunned for a moment, he really did not expect this: "Go to the battlefield?"

"I saw the news in the newspaper, the war is about to start, right?" Wright took out the "outside" he picked up, "I want to go to war."

Gao Wen also wanted to explain to the other party the current professional military system and the difference between the command system and the traditional chaotic private military system, but after seeing the serious expression on Wright's face, he only asked one question: " Tell me why."

"I know that a group of priests and church knights from the church have joined the army of the nobles in the south," Wright said calmly, "I want a chance to face them head-on."

Gawain watched Wright quietly for a long time, and finally let out a soft breath: "You should know that the Cecil Combat Corps is different from the ordinary private soldiers of the nobles, and you don't have the strength to sign up to go to the battlefield. standards, and there is currently no official formation of chaplains in the army.”

"I know, I've seen those ray guns as well. Those are things I haven't used before, and it's too late to learn it temporarily," Light nodded. "But I can go to logistics, to help build fortifications, or to transport the wounded. I know bandaging first aid and herbal knowledge, which should come in handy on the battlefield."

"...The medical team needs manpower," Gawain pondered for a long time, and finally nodded, "Go to Byron Knight to sign up, and say I asked you to go. In addition, you still need to learn about ray guns and grenades, I I will let Byron prepare a suitable set of equipment for you, even if it is not proficient, at least it can be used for self-defense on the battlefield."

With a smile on Wright's face, he bent down deeply: "Thank you for your understanding."

Then he stood up and walked towards the door, but before he was about to push the door out, Gawain suddenly stopped him from behind: "Mr. Wright."

Wright stopped and turned around: "Lord?"

"Facing your fellow churchmen on the battlefield is not the same as having a fight in the streets of the countryside," Gawain looked into Wright's eyes with a calm tone, "Have you really thought about this?"

"I figured it out, lord," Wright said seriously, "to face them on the battlefield is the real enemy."

"Not only think about this," Gawain said solemnly, "I hope you can think about another question before facing them... Do you believe in the Holy Light or the God of Holy Light."

This sentence seemed to have a great impact on Wright, the tall priest suddenly fell into a brief silence, and it was not until a few seconds later that he took a deep breath and bowed: "I will think about it, lord. ."

"You really let that big man go?" Amber couldn't help but ask curiously after Wright left, "You have to know that he has no holy light now, and is basically an ordinary person except for the big man. , is still an ordinary person who has not received combat corps training... A person who has never even touched a ray gun, will there be no problems in the battlefield?"

"So I let him go to the medical team, and I believe that with Wright's skills, even without the protection of the Holy Light, he can still protect himself," Gawain shook his head, "Let him go, he is a believer, always give him a An opportunity for him to test what he believes in."

In the spring of Ansu 736, on the last day of the month of recovery, a messenger riding a tall horse with the emblem of Earl Hosman hanging on his body and holding a small black and red flag ran along the south bank of the Baishui River and entered Cecil's checkpoint.

The messenger was intercepted at the checkpoint, and the letter he brought was delivered to Gawain an hour later.

In the lord's mansion, Gawain took the letter he had been waiting for from Amber. It was an extraordinarily formal, even solemn letter. It was sealed in a lacquer tube with gold lines, and the softest lacquer was used. Written on tough light parchment and spiced ink, between the gorgeous fancy fonts and the tongue-in-cheek aristocratic grammar, Gawain's long-awaited content was written.

Amber curiously leaned half of her head from behind Gawain and looked at the content on the parchment. What she saw was a diplomatic letter with a very polite wording, but an unfriendly content at all——

Earl Hossman and the forty-three lords with glorious titles and orthodox blood in the south extended their greetings to Duke Gawain Cecil, and solemnly protested the recent interruption of the supply of alchemy medicines; solemnly protested against the skyrocketing prices of ore, mining machinery, and metal products ; solemnly protest the Cecil family's deprivation of noble privileges and the violation of the surrounding territories; demand that the Cecil family immediately stop the destruction of the noble order, restore the noble privileges in the territory, and re-regulate the behavior of untouchables in the territory to prevent This bad ethos continues to spread and affect the ethos of other territories...

They also listed Cecil's continuous recruitment of refugees throughout the southern border, preaching deviant laws, accepting heretical believers suspected of cults, freeing slaves on a large scale, arresting "sincere and legitimate businessmen", conspiring to subvert Kant's leadership, and assassinating former Kant. The Viscount also created a lot of criminal evidence such as cult rumors, and there were as many as a dozen true and false, which made Amber amazed.

In the end, the letter finally revealed the willingness that "to maintain order, we have to use force to negotiate."

Amber watched Gao Wen read the letter seriously, and then saw Gao Wen indifferently picked up the pen at hand.

She asked curiously, "Are you going to write a reply?"

Gawain shook his head and casually wrote a word at the end of the letter:

read.

"Go and give it to that messenger," Gawain rolled up the parchment and stuffed it into the lacquer canister, and handed it to the stunned Amber, "while it's still early, let him go back to his life - we won't leave him for lunch. "

"You just write one word?!" Amber still couldn't believe what he saw and confirmed it again and again, "This is a war book! Didn't the normal nobles fight back and forth for a dozen or so mouths at this time?"

"That's enough," Gawain said with a smile. "As for the other replies... Earl Horsman will see it."

Amber left with a "reply letter" with a confused look on his face. In the military workshop under the machinery factory, under the personal control of Mr. Nicholas Egg, a heavy orbital acceleration shell was steadily falling into the shell box.

On the smooth surface of the cannonball, a new line of stenciled text is clearly identifiable—

Hello fellow debaters, this is our argument.

On the last day of this month of recovery, the news of the assassination of the king and the Duke of Eastland's military "revenge" is still on the way, but the first war that brought Ansu to change has already begun.