Chapter 1008, Verbal Sword

Chapter 1007

PS: This chapter is stuck, it's a bit late, sorry.

After the meeting, Knight King Ryan came out of the big tent. Instead of rushing to see Count Metternich, he asked Davout, "What kind of person is the ambassador of the empire?"

"What kind of person?" Davout froze for a moment, and said as impartially and objectively as possible: "It's a well-dressed envoy with a Rick-collar style, but his attitude is a little tough. I'm thinking that he really Are you here to negotiate?"

"A guilty conscience will take a tough attitude. If you are confident, you don't need it." Ryan smiled, took off his coat and handed it to Davout: "There is no need to trouble here, you go first, and find Beria by the way. Ask him if he's done."

"Yes." Davout took Ryan's coat, bowed in response, and then retreated.

Just outside the tent, Ryan received Count Metternich: "Welcome, Your Excellency Metternich, please don't be restrained, we Britannia and the Empire are solid allies and sincere friends, we used to watch each other together For thousands of years, we will continue to fight against foreign enemies together in the future, just like this time."

"Hello, Your Majesty the King of Knights, I bring greetings from Emperor Franz, who congratulates you on a series of victories in Kislev." Although he regarded Ryan as the greatest threat and imaginary enemy of the empire, Count Metternich could only bow respectfully: "I am here this time because I have some small matters to discuss with you."

"Forget about the etiquette. A person's strength depends on his heart and strength, not complicated etiquette." Ryan looked down at the imperial ambassador: "Take this as your home, Count Metternich."

"I don't think whether it is the empire or Brittania, our home is not in the remote and cold northern country, and there are ruins." The imperial ambassador stood up straight, and he meant: "You take this place as your own Home? But I remember, this is always the territory of the Romanov Tsarist family, right?"

Ryan smiled meaningfully: "The people of Erlengrad said this to me, they are grateful for our assistance and let us stay here as if we were at home, and they said the same to Emmanuel , or, our Earl Metternich thought it was Emmanuel who would be wrong?"

"Oh, no, I didn't mean that." Count Metternich was stunned, and he could only apologize quickly: "Sorry, I don't know about it."

"Do you really don't know or don't want to know?" Ryan smiled: "Forget it, how is Emperor Franz's body?"

"His Majesty is in very good health,

and you? "Metternich can only follow the basic routine.

"Oh, I'm fine too. I'm so fine that I want to continue going north to eliminate the remnants of Chaos!" Ryan's lips curled up, and he had already taken control of the initiative.

"Excellent wording, Your Majesty the Knight King." The Imperial Ambassador knew that he was in a passive position, so he could only say: "Your Majesty is so easy to communicate, so I can also convey the two matters that His Majesty Dakar Franz sent me to ask this time. "

"Excuse me, I must know everything." Ryan shrugged, and he stretched out his hand to signal Metternich to sit down. The Imperial Ambassador and the King of Knights sat at the entrance of the hall of the big tent, and the old guard brought vodka and roast leg of lamb.

"His Majesty the Emperor would like to ask you, do you follow the basic spirit of chivalry, respect the order of the old world, and respect and recognize the legal right of the Romanov royal family to rule over Kislev?" Earl Metternich asked earnestly .

"Of course, we certainly admit that the Romanov royal family is the legal owner and legal ruler of Kislev." Ryan nodded without hesitation. Although Ryan was a little swollen, he was still very sensible at this point. As a feudal monarchy He is a representative figure and defender of the old world order. It can be said that he must recognize the jurisprudence of the Tsarist family over Kislev. This is determined by his status as the Knight King. If he does not recognize it, it will mean that He will be hostile and besieged by all the forces of order in the entire old world. His ass determines his head. It is impossible for Ryan to deny the legitimacy of his rule.

Hearing what Ryan said, the imperial ambassador's eyes flashed, and he was slightly relieved, thinking that this would be much easier, so he continued to ask: "But I heard that Britannia has passed through some channels. To influence and interfere in Kislev's internal affairs? For example, on the appointment of Grand Duke Ehrengrad? What I want to say is that this may be an invalid appointment."

"This is the choice of the people of Ehrengrad. How can it be said to be an invalid appointment? Isn't the tsarist family the choice of the people?" Ryan asked directly, "We, Brittania, have never interfered with Kidney." Slev's internal affairs, but Erengrad always needs a new ruler, right? Everything is their own initiative."

"Yes, in theory, but I heard that very early on, you Britannia will support that Lord Vladimir, will it give people a feeling that it is a default, that you have appointed him Where is the priest of the bear god?" Metternich continued to hold on to this question.

"It doesn't mean anything, saying that he was appointed as the Grand Duke." Ryan said lightly: "I just want to say that the process of the referendum is reasonable and legal. As for whether you say it is good or not, I remember when Karl was electing the emperor. Isn't it also canvassing votes everywhere? Our King Richard of Brittania also expressed his support for Karl's election of the emperor at the time, so according to what you said, Karl's emperor is not counted?"

"Uh, that's not what I meant." Count Metternich was a little embarrassed, but he just emphasized: "But you must be officially appointed by His Majesty Katharine, right?"

"Oh!" Ryan sneered a few times: "I think Her Majesty Katarin has no ability to force anything. She just lost most of her army and lost another battle. In fact, Erengrad just happened. After a mutiny, the guards here originally demanded to respect the emperor, punish traitors and punish corrupt ministers, but in fact, they were very, very disappointed after getting another incident of His Majesty the Tsar fleeing the battle."

"What if the empire supports the female czar's return to Ehrengrad?" Metternich said equally stiffly: "We can help her solve the rebellion in Ehrengrad."

"Empire? Which empire, the one in the south?" Ryan smiled and said, "Can you represent the empire? I remember that such a major diplomatic decision must be passed by the imperial parliament, right? Moreover, we all promised not to interfere with Oehlen Gerald’s internal affairs? What happens to Erengrad is the choice of the Erengradians themselves, wouldn’t the empire violate its original promise by doing so?”

"At that time, we Britannia will have to get involved." Ryan whispered: "I don't think Karl will do this. I can assure you that I know him."

The imperial ambassador's face turned livid. He opened his mouth and found that he could no longer utter any rebuttals. He could only continue to say forcefully, "What if His Majesty Katarin solves the problem by himself?"

"As I said, I will not interfere in Kislev's internal affairs. How they decide is their own business." Ryan repeated again, and the King of Knights slowly leaned back and smiled: "Of course I want to A word of advice, I can't stop the empire from continuing to invest money into that bottomless pit, but you'd better weigh it carefully. How much money and supplies have you invested in it? It will give her the illusion that 'I can still deliver', which will not solve any problems, I think, the treasury of the empire is already empty at this time, right?"

"..." Metternich was silent for a long time, and the imperial ambassador finally let out a long sigh: "To tell you the truth, Your Majesty, the situation is almost exhausted. The treasury, arsenal, and powder depot are all empty. Don't blame us for not being able to continue. I have provided you with logistics, the emperor is still having a headache on how to deal with the distribution of pensions and salaries in the next few months."

"I still have some funds in my hand. If Karl needs it, we can purchase military supplies." Ryan is very generous at this time. The King of Knights knows that Karl Franz's Rickland will be rich and prosperous, and it only takes a year or two. , he can recover immediately.

The continuous war made the empire struggle like a prisoner hanging on the gallows. Most of the time, the rope was looser to breathe, but once the rope was tightened, the empire had to use all its strength to keep itself alive. down, all.

"I always respect the Romanov family's legal right to rule this land, and I promise in the name of a lady." Ryan stood up, and the Knight King noticed Talleyrand coming in from the outside: "What's the matter, Talleyrand?"

"Your Majesty, there is an urgent message from Brittany, Mrs. Suria, she...she..."

"What happened to her?!" Ryan's face changed drastically after hearing the news.

Talleyrand deliberately glanced at Metternich, and the imperial ambassador immediately stood up and said goodbye: "Then I will not bother you, Your Majesty."

When the imperial ambassador went out, Talleyrand took out the letter, and the cripple smiled: "Mrs. Suria personally led an army of 20,000 to defeat the army of the homeless Ulfric at the port of Hendaye, and the Norscans were killed. There are more than 4,000 people, we have more than 600 casualties, a big victory, Ulfric's Worldwalker Legion has withdrawn from the Old World, and has withdrawn to Norsca."

"Beautiful! Suria never disappoints me." Ryan took the military newspaper, looked at it a few times, and couldn't help laughing: "It's just that this kind of squatting style of play is not very good, but fortunately it is very practical."

Ulfric was looking for opportunities on the outer coastline of Brittania, but he really found a loophole. The Port of Hendaye, a port in the north of the Principality of Le-Angoulant, was captured by Ulfric. , Just when the Norscans were proud, Ulfric's carelessness caused the victory to slip through his fingers.

His army did not take the opportunity to go deep into the interior of Brittania because of this successful invasion. Instead, they plundered and enjoyed the port frantically, which led to them being besieged by the Bretanian knight army on the marshy coast. , Then Queen Suria personally led the army to the front line.

Suria's style of play is as shameless as Francois's, that is, surrounding this group of barbarians and not taking the initiative to attack. The swamp restricts the performance of cavalry but also restricts the actions of barbarians. Ulfric now finds that He and his army were trapped in the port and could not break through the siege. Soon, the barbarians lost a lot of battles due to hunger and disease. After three weeks of siege and failed to break through repeatedly, Ulfric's army finally managed It collapsed due to lack of food for a long time, and withdrew to the sea. Then, with the news of Motkin's defeat, the World Walker Legion's morale collapsed, and they all withdrew to Norsca.

"Very good, very good, my wife surprised me again, she is always so talented." Ryan sent the news back to Talleyrand, and said with a smile: "It's just a little conservative, if I, Norsca People definitely lost more than 4,000 people."

"It's a good habit, Your Majesty. When you take risks at the front, you need a stable leader in the rear." Talleyrand looked outside: "Is he, the Imperial Ambassador, satisfied?"

"Not very satisfied, but there is no other choice." Ryan also glanced outside, and the King of Knights gradually put away his smile: "I always have a feeling, Talleyrand, that our honeymoon period with Emperor Karl is over. "

"Mortals are always repeating the same mistakes, Your Majesty." Talleyrand nodded slightly, and he tapped the ground a few times with his crutches: "For ordinary people, sharing adversity and joy, but for the country and the country For us, it is easy to share adversity, and it is difficult to share happiness.”

"What about people's hearts?" Ryan asked casually.

"The hearts of the people are here with you." Talleyrand said with a smile: "I have asked everyone to spread the news of the defeat of the female tsar to the whole Erengrad. The German citizens 'explained' the battle, and let them see how the female tsarist almost wiped out the White Guards, so that after a little comparison, the citizens will naturally know who is the most reliable."

After a while, Davout came in from the outside, and the deputy commander of the old guard came to report: "Your Majesty, I have been looking for Beria for a long time, but I can't find it."

"Not a single member of the Romanov family was found?" Ryan was a little surprised: "Even if it is a collateral family!"

"There is not a single branch, Your Majesty, either died in the Battle of Zedevka, or starved to death or died of exhaustion in the process of fleeing to the south. The only few branches were brought by Katarin. It is said that she died in the army during the battle of Fortandorf-Rachhoff. According to Beria's investigation, the female czar herself is very likely to be the last blood of the Romanov family. Already." Davout was a little embarrassed: "The leader of the Beria Legion said he tried his best."

"It's him. He tried his best. I don't blame him." Ryan sighed. Our Knight King really doesn't want to have direct contact with the Queen, but it seems that there is no other way.

However, the Knight King's super personal ability kept him from being depressed for a long time. Ryan immediately said to Talleyrand: "Very well, now let's act separately. You go to negotiate with Earl Metternich, and follow our The result of the previous discussion, Talleyrand, you know how to measure."

"Put it down, Your Majesty, I have drafted a seamless treaty." Talleyrand took out a parchment from his arms and handed it to Ryan: "Just follow the above."

Ryan took the parchment and frowned after looking at it for a few moments: "I don't remember any discussion between us about allowing Katarin to rebuild the army. - About Emperor Franz's low-interest loan?"

"Your Majesty, in order to maintain peace, we must maintain a balance, a balance of power." Talleyrand said playfully: "We have already made enough in the hands of Erengrad, and with the trade of Dulong City, this will make the The human kingdoms in the old world have listed us as imaginary enemies. I guarantee that I am considering the interests of the knight kingdom. The tsar is still the tsar after all. Even if she no longer has land, her family’s jurisprudence is still valuable... a little bit .”

"Maybe, I think I have spent too much time in the land of Kislev." Ryan handed the parchment back to Talleyrand: "You are right, just follow the above , and about Dulongcheng trade and loans.”

"François and Bohemond will be in charge of the next battle, and Morgiana and I will go to Dulong City in person to negotiate with Torgard, the lord of the dwarves of Dulong City, the Crimson One!"

Deep in his heart, Talleyrand couldn't help but feel relieved that this is the lord he wants to serve, a superhuman warrior, a military genius like Lord Tyrion, an expert in domestic affairs, and a diplomat like Grand Master Teclis , At the same time, the depths of my mind are still clear, knowing what to do and what not to do, and I will immediately understand after a little reminder.

Ten minutes later, Talleyrand came out of the barracks, and he found Metternich: "Your Majesty asked me to discuss the next thing with you."

"It could be you? Talleyrand, I remember that you are only the ambassador to Nur." Metternich was a little surprised.

"I am now the Minister of Foreign Affairs in his cabinet. You must thank me, Metternich. I persuaded His Majesty not to annex Ehrengrad, and I persuaded him to provide low-interest loans to your emperor." Talleyrand Squeezing out a smile, his eyes narrowed: "Thank me."

"Thank you very much." Metternich breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that these two people have known each other for a long time: "Emperor Karl Franz thank you for your efforts, there will be nothing less that is due to you, I promise. "

"And I just want...peace~"

"We'll be at peace."

"No, Metternich, you have to figure it out, we Britannia chose peace!" Talleyrand said with a sinister smile: "Now, let's find a place to sit, how about the halfling food group? We can have a good meal there."

After finishing speaking, the lame man walked towards another place, while the imperial ambassador stood there with a very ugly expression on his face.

He had a feeling that this cripple might be more difficult to deal with than the King of Knights, because the King of Knights had to speak some legal principles and knightly morality.

But this cripple doesn't need anything.

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