Chapter 1045, 10 Marshal Award Ceremony

Chapter 1044 , Top Ten Marshals Awarding Ceremony

Four years have passed since the Eight Peaks Expedition.

Four years may be enough time to turn a group of human recruits into veterans with rich combat experience, and turn a young man with fluff around his mouth into an elite who has been tested by blood and fire, but it is only four short years for the dwarves.

According to the information brought back by Lucien, Bellegar actually did the following things in the past four years.

The first is to resume the excavation of a small part of the mines in Bafeng Mountain. Bellegar personally led the army and miners to explore many mines deep underground. Most of the mines were blocked with explosives and runes, but there were a few Part of the veins had been mined again, and it took the Bafeng Mountain dwarves two years for this operation alone.

The second thing is to rebuild the brewery, weapon workshop, barracks, temple and palace. When Lucien came back, the dwarves of Eight Peaks had just completed the brewery and weapon workshop. If Lucien hadn't ordered The human army and artisans were recruited to help, and there was not even a shadow of the barracks.

The third thing is what Lucien said. Hundreds of security battles around Bafeng Mountain have been fought one after another. Basically all the nearby Skavens and greenskins have been cleaned up. The new sentry system It has also been established, and Bellegar predicts that there will be no more enemies in the next ten years.

The race of dwarves is really suffering. The most terrible thing is that dwarves do not have a paradise like the high elves Ulthuan, nor do they have a super high fertility rate like the dark elves. The population is constantly decreasing, and the number of newborns cannot keep up with the population loss. In the case of a large number, the decline of the dwarves has become inevitable.

But now it's much better to have human assistance, don't underestimate humans, the population growth rate of humans can only be compared with green skins and ratmen.

"Lucien, let me ask you, what should we do if the three guards in the evil land encounter a large-scale greenskin attack?" Ryan began to test Lucien.

"Resist step by step, and gradually hold on to a few important strongholds." Lucien continued: "You must preserve enough strength to fight in the desert, but more importantly, you must pay attention to making the green skins feel 'boring', that is, the connection is hard. Fortress, fight inactively, so that the green-skinned army will soon collapse without a fight."

"Very good." Ryan then asked, "What if the Greenskins and the Skaven form a coalition to attack together?"

"Abandon the Iron Guard and the Arsenal Guard, retreat to the Eight Peaks Guard with all your strength, and immediately send someone to ask for help from the High King of the Dwarves, the King of Haimen Pass, and even the Empire." Lucien said seriously: "It is not wise to rush into battle under such circumstances, but We can still make a difference.”

"What if the undead attack together with the green skins and ratmen?" Ryan disagreed.

"Then contact Khaleda, Queen of Lybaras! Even other Tomb Kings, the enemy of an enemy is a friend." Lucien immediately gave the answer without thinking: "Undead, green skins and ratmen cannot be the same For a stable alliance structure, the key to breaking the situation lies in how to use diplomatic means to attract more allies for oneself, and how to break the connection between each other. In this case, military deployment is secondary gone."

"Okay!" Ryan nodded slightly, and the King of Knights thought that he was indeed a knight from Francois's side. He had the demeanor of an old man in every move, although Lucien's military ability was far behind that of the old man. He is far away, but he is still young after all, and he has inherited the old man's ruthless methods in domestic affairs and diplomacy.

Ryan had an answer in his heart.

"It's hard work coming back from the expedition." Ryan smiled at Lucien: "As for the army of the Badlands Expedition, how many people are willing to return to Britannia? How many people are willing to stay in the Badlands?"

"About 50-50." Olika gave Lucien a cup of cappuccino, and Lucien felt honored immediately. This was a drink personally delivered by His Majesty's personal maid. Looking at Olika, she said thank you: "Thank you, Ms. Olika."

Olika smiled sweetly, no one knew what the dark elf was thinking.

"Yes, I will arrange for those who are willing to return to Britannia." Su Liya took the initiative to take over the task, and the queen couldn't help laughing: "As for the recruits, you don't have to worry at all, the number of recruits this time It will be far more than what you need, but it may be a bit troublesome to manage, but it's okay, Ryan and I will fully support you."

"Yes." Lucien has just returned from travel and travel, and he doesn't know much about what happened in the country recently. The commander of the bad land has heard that recruits have no worries, and his face looks much better. The bad land is indeed a place with a harsh environment. Those who have to suffer, the soldiers have always complained a lot, and they only insist on it under the condition of a good salary.

After Lucien went down, Ryan and Suria sat on one side of the reception room. Suria gently brewed black tea. She knew Ryan very well and knew that Ryan was thinking about something, so she didn't talk to him, but spoke to him. Looking at Olika, she said, "Where is Sylvia? She seems to be very busy recently? Did you arrange it?"

"She still has her last lesson, I promise it will be soon, ma'am." Olika smiled sweetly: "She will be an excellent female courtier, I promise."

Su Liya wanted to ask again, but Ryan had already spoken: "Then, the list of the top ten marshals has been finalized."

"Have you figured it out yet? My dear." Surya's attention was diverted.

"Well, I've already thought about everything." Ryan nodded.

"Then let's put them in order."

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The ceremony for the canonization of the top ten marshals is getting closer, and all the major forces have sent envoys to congratulate and watch the ceremony.

In the past few years, Britannia's momentum has been extremely large, and it has righteousness in its hands. Most of the forces of order have sent envoys. On the one hand, they are expressing their respect and recognition. Whether there will be some changes in domestic and foreign policies.

And on this day, Count Metternich, the imperial envoy, also came to Courona, the capital of Brittany.

It happened to be Talleyrand, the chief foreign minister of the Lane court, who greeted him with a valuable crutch in his hand.

"You messed up everything, dear Talleyrand." Metternich said angrily when he saw Talleyrand appear: "I have helped you so much, but you have not even a little return, sir, That's not how business works."

"I have helped you a lot, Count Metternich." Talleyrand leaned on crutches and came up to embrace him warmly: "It was I who persuaded His Majesty not to annex Kislev, and it was I who persuaded His Majesty to lend money to the empire, and even more I persuaded His Majesty to take a good rest and stop using weapons, you must thank me."

"I'm afraid you don't know?" Metternich smiled when he heard the words: "I persuaded His Majesty the Emperor not to impose import duties on your Britannia crops. This is for the sake of the human world." Unity, I think you should thank me more."

"But I remember that the two sides will not impose additional tariffs on food, isn't it written in the "Treaty of Friendship, Alliance and Mutual Assistance"?" Talleyrand motioned Metternich to follow him, and the high elf smiled and said: " I don't recall it being to your credit."

"Food, not agricultural by-products, including those cash crops."

"Then I think you must also thank me. It was I who persuaded His Majesty Ryan not to hold you accountable for the intelligence you sent to spy on us." Talleyrand said playfully: "Otherwise, if I accuse you, the Empire will definitely won't protect you."

"Then Mr. Talleyrand, you should thank me even more." Metternich did not give in at all: "Isn't it my credit that such an expensive pastry shop has not been seized?"

"So...we've evened this wave?"

"That's right."

"Hahahaha!" The two foreign ministers shook hands: "Please! The reception banquet is ready! Metternich, my friend."

"please!"

At this time, the Krona Palace was full of guests, and all the dignitaries were present, including the major forces in the old world, and even the dwarf High King sent people to congratulate him, but the only one who did not come was the Bafeng mountain dwarf, Bellegar Just a simple message to participate: "Brother Ryan and we don't need to deal with those nonsense!"

It is worth mentioning that Alaros did not come because of his injuries. Instead, he was replaced by Liv, a famous spell-singer and prophetess of the wood elves. Her soaring braid always reminded Ryan of others.

Veronica, Teresa, and Aurora, who were studying at the sorceress assembly, have all arrived. The three witches are all dressed up in splendid attire. It is true that Teresa once worried that once there are enough Resources and wealth, the life of a witch is basically filled with endless magic experiments and meditation, but the time spent with Ryan has become less.

By the way, Aurora turned blue with anger when she saw Catherine wearing the countess's noble costume, so she made a bad face towards everyone including Ryan, exuding a sarcasm. Entering the severe cold air field.

"I didn't expect that this personal disciple of mine would be able to become a real countess." Veronica watched Catherine appearing on the arm with Karard, with mixed feelings, wearing a classic dark butterfly pure black dress from the Britannia court. The female speaker in a foreign dress with black suspender stockings and silver rhinestone high-heeled shoes secretly took Ryan's arm: "So?"

"Why?" Ryan suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"So what about my wife's title?" Veronica said aggressively, "Catherine is already a countess, so I want at least a marquise?"

"Catherine will soon be the Marquis, Veronica." At this time, Lilith, the fairy of the lake, and Suria, the queen of knights, appeared on the stage. Lin Huanlu's pastel pink neon dress, Qiuwan silk dress with dropped shoulders and white unicorn velvet translucent pantyhose, covered with a black and gold waistcoat, are just like a pair of (actually) good sisters.

The appearance of the goddess and the female knight blew up the audience, and everyone stood up to salute, only Knight King Ryan wondered why this dress looked like a cow.

Well, two big cows with golden hair and white silk! Ryan secretly rejoiced: It's all mine!

"Hey? Marquise!" Teresa's dress is similar to Veronica's, except that the sorceress wears her favorite gray ultra-thin fluorescent pantyhose, and she doesn't like short skirts and pantyhose like Veronica always does. She was very surprised by the low-cut dress, so she had to cast her eyes on Ryan: "Really? Ryan? Catherine is really going to be a marquise?"

"Well, it's true." Ryan nodded slowly.

"Then do I want the title of Duchess?" Veronica put her hands on her hips, and Witch Garland reached out to ask Ryan directly: "I followed you so early, and you don't even give me a Duchess? "

"Whose duchess do you want to be?" Suria said to Veronica with a half-smile: "Ms. Veronica, do you want me to arrange it for you?"

"Then... forget it." Veronica automatically shrunk her head in front of Suria, and the female speaker said with a smile: "I am very satisfied now."

"It's started!" Morgiana couldn't help but take the initiative to speak. She also spent energy on dressing up today, but Ryan didn't pay attention to her at all. This made the Lake God Witch very upset, but she was powerless to object The decision of the fairy in the lake, let alone appearing too close to Ryan in public, can only strengthen her sense of existence in this way: "Everyone is already in place."

It is indeed tiring to have too many women. This is the case when Olika and Sylvia are absent, Ryan thought to himself, and he nodded to indicate that it is time to start.

First of all, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ryan officially canonized Callard as Marquis of Gallante.

The difference between a Marquis and an Earl does not lie in the amount of land, but in whether he has the power to form an army and launch a war on his own. Callard has proved his loyalty and reliability with a series of actions. It is reasonable to confer a Marquis In the novel, he will be mainly responsible for the security of the Beastman tribe in the Arden Forest and the second-line security as the watchman of the Gray Mountains.

Then the Fairy of the Lake appeared in person and awarded Karard the highest Lady of the Lake Medal, which symbolized the highest honor of chivalry.

Immediately afterwards, Ryan, the Fairy of the Lake, Suria, and Morgiana, as the symbols of the highest power in Britannia, began to honor the Ten Marshals.

The large luxurious box was opened, and ten golden dwarf master-level precision rune marshal scepters inside caused cheers from the audience. Even the usually calm old man François couldn't help being surprised, and stood up from his seat.

This marshal's scepter is more expensive than an entire winery!

Lane began to say the name.

"Mr. Berhemond!"

"yes!"

Bohemond strode boldly onto the stage. A brand-new marshal dress, marshal medal and marshal scepter were held by the lake fairy and handed to him.

There is basically no controversy about Bohemond as the first marshal. First of all, he is a direct descendant of the first knight king Arthur. He has the most noble blood and the strongest strength. He is also blameless in military strategy and personal bravery. He has a good relationship with Ryan. It's not bad, and it's reasonable for him to be the first marshal.

"Monsieur François!"

"yes!"

The old man walked up the steps full of joy and elegance, took the whole big silver plate from the fairy in the lake, and politely made a gentleman's thank you gift.

Francois is not controversial as the second marshal. The strength of the old man is the pinnacle of the sanctuary. He strives for victory in battle with rich changes. He has made great achievements in several battles. He has always been a staunch supporter of Ryan. Of course, Ryan has never treated him badly. Francois has enjoyed the most bonuses and benefits during the entire rise of Ryan. It is only natural that when Ryan proposed the governor system. It is also the first to support, because the benefits he has gained far exceed the loss of giving up part of the governance power.

After the two marshals went down, the choice of the third marshal was full of controversy.

Who will it be? Everyone fixed their eyes on the King of Knights who was about to call his name.

"Sir Boderick!"

It's him! It was him!

Not Lawn, not Bertrand, and not Callard, who is being favored recently, but Boderick, Duke of Boldrow, who has dual beliefs and is the champion of Sea God Mannan's God's Choice? !

The political meaning conveyed here made many people present frown.

However, the process of conferring honors will not stop. The Duke of Boderick, with his head held high in the applause and joyful eyes of his son Feldmund, took over the marshal medal, marshal dress and marshal scepter from the fairy of the lake. He handed the big silver plate to his son, and was about to say something, but Ryan took his hand: "Mr. Fedmond, you...shouldn't Can fly a dwarf gyrocopter, right?"

"Of course not. Why did Your Majesty suddenly ask this?" Duke Boderick said with a strange expression on his face. "Besides, I have visited and operated the Enterprise. The dwarf rotorcraft is so small that I can't even sit in it."

"That's good, that's good." Ryan said seriously: "That thing is unstable and prone to accidents. Let the dwarfs fly the plane."

"Yes, I would like to follow His Majesty's instructions." With doubts in his heart, Bo Derick answered in a low voice.

"You still want to be a marshal in such a low voice?" Ryan pretended to be difficult.

"Yes! Please obey, Your Majesty, order!!!"

"Okay! Next!"

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