Chapter 1117, Gao Jing, Your Little Queen Has Been Captured!

"Warhammer Throne ()"

"Before that, two ladies, I would like to ask, what do you think of the Eternal Little Queen..." Talleyrand made a fool of himself, and then the cripple asked in turn: "Uh, that is to say, two ladies, Do you think it is necessary to organize a rescue army?"

"Suria, what do you think?" Morgiana couldn't help frowning when she thought of Alisara. The Lake God Witch first thought of the two guys circling around the little queen, the unlovable eldest son. Frederick and very well-behaved and lovable, a Devonhill who called her Aunt Morgiana, and then thought of Lane.

The Witch of the Lake God suddenly felt a little pain, numbness, and itching in her lower abdomen. She looked directly at Suria, and signaled to Talleyrand that Suria would make a decision on this matter.

"I won't be grateful to us." Surya said calmly: "High spirits are not dwarves."

Sure enough, as I expected, it is much easier to handle this way, and the cripple is like a mirror in his heart.

But he still wanted to add another sentence: "But what you mean..."

"That's not what I meant, it's what our Britannian court meant." Suria corrected slightly.

"Then this matter will be much easier to handle." Talleyrand nodded immediately. With this sentence, he dared to share his plan: "All we have to do is do nothing."

"Do nothing?" Surya was thoughtful, while Morgiana sneered.

"Yes." Talleyrand nodded, and the lame man didn't look at Morgiana, but explained directly to Suria: "Madam, I know Azul, we said before, whether we save this kind of thing, If we still can’t be saved, the ending of being hated by the high elves is already doomed, after all, the existence of the three guardians of the evil land will make us more or less angry.”

Both Suria and Morgiana nodded at this point.

"Therefore, our best course of action is to keep silent, we do nothing, we neither make preparations for military rescue, nor do we make any inquiries or apologies." Talleyrand leaned on the ground with his cane: " We have one and only one thing to do, and that is to send the news of the little queen to the Phoenix Royal Court and Usuan in a down-to-earth manner, and that is enough."

"But the high elves..." Surya seemed to understand: "That's right, are you teaching me how to do things?"

"Perhaps the Asurs still think so, but the fact is that Ulthuan is no longer the suzerain of the world." Talleyrand nodded with a smile: "If you want to help, you can, come and ask, otherwise, no one is more noble than anyone else Aren’t countries equal? ​​Don’t the great lords of Tyrion and the elven princes still live in the dream of the tribute system of the elven empire?”

"That's a good idea. This matter has nothing to do with us. It's the dwarves." Mogiana agreed almost immediately: "Let the elves and the dwarves argue."

"And in the current situation, it is almost impossible for the elves and the dwarves to reach a consensus. They will quarrel like heaven and earth, and they will forget us." Suria also nodded with satisfaction: "Unless we can really save the little queen... ..."

"There is another reason. It takes about three months for the messenger to start from Le-Angoulant, to Osuan, and back again." Talleyrand added: "A lot of things will happen this time around. Changes, we just need to wait and see the changes, His Majesty will have returned from Obien by then, and we will discuss separately according to the situation and adapt to the situation."

"As for the spirit of chivalry, we will not do nothing indifferently. Her highness the little queen Alisara is our old friend, good friend, and witness of friendship in Britannia. We can make this matter Tell the knights, nobles and commoners that the enthusiastic Britannians who uphold chivalry, urgency, and righteousness spontaneously organized a chivalrous army to go to the evil land to rescue the Eternal Little Queen. What kind of spirit does this reflect? This does not reflect Has it affected the splendid chivalry of our Britannia?" Talleyrand clapped his hands: "Of course, all of these are spontaneously organized by the people and have nothing to do with our court.

"

The cripple is really useful, and Ryan did the right thing by leaving him with me.

The Queen of Knights thought so.

But a certain idea rose from Suria's heart, which made the Queen of Knights very vigilant.

This cripple... is so smart, he almost counts everything in it, even the court of Ulthuan is included in his calculations, even the reaction of me and Morgiana...

interesting.

It's really interesting.

Suria chose to accept the challenge, and the Queen of Knights pretended to be casual and said casually: "The weather is fine today, Talleyrand, look, the sky is clear and there is only one cloud above the sky outside the castle. It looks really strange."

"???" Morgiana was puzzled, it was sunny again in August, and there were no clouds in the sky.

But Talleyrand immediately laughed and said: "Yes, the sun shines all over the earth, so there is no need for this cloud, but clouds also have their uses."

"Clouds will block the light of the sun, so how can it be said to be beneficial?" Su Liya said with a smile: "When drinking afternoon tea, too many clouds will make the atmosphere gloomy."

"Without cloud cover, the sun's light is too strong, and it will burn passers-by and plants." Talleyrand said respectfully: "Clouds can block the sun, but they can also rain down. Your Majesty said that clouds are in the blue sky and water is in bottles. Everything changes with the seasons, some clouds will turn into water, some water will turn into clouds, everything is determined by the sun and the climate environment, look, Your Majesty, isn’t there only one sun on that cloud?”

Surya couldn't help but chuckle, and the queen wondered why Ryan liked to talk with Talleyrand.

It's really interesting.

"That's the decision." Suria glanced at Talleyrand again, and the Queen of Knights finally made a decision: "Send an envoy to inform Marienburg's high-precision ambassador Taimarg-den-Carbon of the news, Bafengshan Over there too, ask King Belgar how the Eternal Peak reacts."

"yes!"

A few days later, the disappearance of the Eternal Little Queen quickly shocked the upper layers of the old world.

Among them, Frederick, Baron Noor, jumped to his feet almost immediately upon hearing the news.

What? The high-precision envoys are all wiped out? The little queen Alisara is missing?

This...how is this possible?

Frederick's first reaction was to find his mother, Emilia, Countess of the Empire.

At this time, Emilia is taking care of herself in her palace. Ryan's little maid doesn't like hot weather. In July and August, Emilia spends most of her time in her own palace. Inside the palace, dealing with internal affairs, reading reports, drinking afternoon tea, holding banquets, listening to operas and holding academic lectures, the small life is very comfortable, only occasionally when encountering the Nuer city council, it is impossible to reach a result. Or if there is a major trial that requires the presence of the Countess, Emilia will appear.

This year's Nur is relatively calm compared to the bad situation of the empire. Wissenland also encountered the problems of beastmen, green skins rampant and food production reduction, but Frederick has grown into an excellent commander at this time. The baron has recently been leading the provincial army with a small number of Nur elites to keep clearing the threats of the Beastmen and the greenskins. As for the reduction in food production, it has indeed caused some troubles to the industrial city of Nur, but because Emilia and Sun King Ryan Thanks to the special relationship, Nur can easily import a large amount of grain from Brittania without taking the trade route of profiteers in Marienburg, so the increase in grain prices in the market is barely acceptable.

As for the problem of fever, Nuer can also get wood elf medicine from the Oliver Chamber of Commerce.

"Mom, we must quickly organize an army to rescue Her Majesty Alisara!" Frederick pushed open the door and saw his mother lying lazily on a huge agate stone imported from Araby. On the big bed, there was a complete set of Azul blankets and satin pillows imported from Ulthuan, and there were maids delivering pastries and afternoon tea. I am enjoying reading the famous books "Mrs. Stewart" and "Widow for Half a Year" published by Bennur University.

"Mom, why are you still thinking about being here?" Frederick looked distressed, and the baron rushed directly in front of his mother, stomping his feet: "Her Highness Alisara has been arrested!"

"Oh, is that so?" Emilia raised her head and glanced at Frederick, then continued to look at the picture book of the novel: "That's really bad."

"Yeah, the situation is very bad, mom, I suggest that we organize an army immediately to rescue Alisara." Frederick said with excitement: "Now the entire old world, only our empire has the ability to immediately Organize an army, father's army of chivalry is still on the expedition to Obien."

"Is this necessary?" Emilia didn't look away from the book at all, and the Countess of the Empire said casually: "That's a matter between the high elves and the dwarves, and it has nothing to do with us."

"This is related to the safety of the old world!" Frederick continued to be very excited, and the baron jumped up and down: "If the little queen cannot be rescued, then the battle of Longbeard is very likely to repeat itself! The alliance of order will be broken, mother, you too Don't want to see the whole old world in flames?"

"Still caught in the flames of war, I see, you are reluctant to part with Alisara, right?" Emilia sighed, all the son's little thoughts could not be hidden in front of his mother, and Frederick lowered his face in embarrassment But he is still stubborn: "I am also thinking about my father, godfather and mother, and... Alisara told me that we will meet again."

"Do you know how much manpower and material resources it takes to organize a large army to go on an expedition to the evil land?" Emilia's tone was filled with reproach and pampering. Derek's hair: "Look at your father's expedition to the Eight Peaks Mountain. How many troops were organized, how many logistics materials were prepared, and how much manpower and material resources were spent? In the end, it was a narrow escape, and it was lucky to get timely support from the wood elves? We Now I don’t even know where the little queen is going.”

"But..." Frederick was about to refute, but Emilia interrupted her son: "According to the information, there is no doubt that the undead took Alisara to the south of Iron Peak Castle. How far is that?" Far? Thousands of kilometers away! Think again, the undead can wipe out hundreds of high-level envoys and a thousand-strong dwarf army in one day. How strong is it? Even Nuer's army If you do not organize an expeditionary force of more than 20,000 people, there is no chance, so the question arises again, how much logistics and military pay will be consumed by an expeditionary force of 20,000 people thousands of kilometers away?"

"I……"

"How are you going to persuade the city council to form an expeditionary force? Your father's attack on Bafeng Mountain has a solid and definite huge reward. Even if he assists the empire in resisting the invasion of Motkin, the entire logistics and military salary will be paid by the empire. What about you? "

"this……"

"Okay, even if you know where Alisara is, you have formed an army and settled the logistics, my son, what are you going to win? Nur only has three sanctuary powerhouses, Judge Theodore -Bruckner, Elspeth von Draken, the head of the Amethyst Academy, and Berndt Abelwald, the newly-emerged sanctuary wizard of the beast department, who can you convince? How about yourself? Do you think that you are good at commanding like your father, and you can win an epic victory like the battle of the three kings? Or do you think that you can deal with Neferata and Gul, two veteran sanctuary powerhouses, with one against two at the same time like your father? Or do you have the confidence to be like your dad and have friends everywhere, with dwarves, elves and even Tomb King allies who keep saving the army from danger?"

Frederick was completely sunk, and the baron cried with a sad face: "Is there really, really nothing to do? Mom?"

"Anyway, I won't help you convince the city council, nor will I open the Noor vault or my private vault for you." Emilia shook her head.

"Then...then I'll go to the godfather!" Frederick was furious.

"Go, don't come back after you go, and none of the Nur Iron Armored Army and Blackstone Guards are allowed to move, and your personal guards can be taken away." Emilia signaled her son to leave: "Funds too, except Your own salary and the pocket money I gave you, other funds are not allowed to be used."

"Damn it!" Frederick was completely helpless: "Damn it!"

At the same time, exactly the same thing happened in the Earl of Glamorgan.

Suria's behavior was almost exactly the same as Emilia's. The gentle and virtuous Queen of the Knights directly told Devonhill that it was impossible to send troops to rescue, at least everything had to wait for your father to come back from O'Brien.

And Devonhill is much weaker than Frederick. He has neither been on the battlefield nor commanded an army like his brother, and he doesn't even have a source of income.

Unable to convince his mother, Devonhill rolled his eyes.

He picked up his uncle's idea.

Sharon Forest, Red Fish Village, Angron Manor in late August.

"No." Angron shook his head like a rattle, "I just won't go."

"Uncle! I beg you!" Devonhill pulled the hem of Angron's oversized shirt. The young baron blushed and looked excited: "Only you, only you can help!"

"Anyway, I'm not going." Angron continued to shake his head, the Primarch of the World Eaters didn't look bored, but he was very firm: "It's useless to say anything, I won't go."

"But uncle, listen to me." In order to welcome his nephew, Angron personally cooked a baked Tyrell noodles with cheese and beef, and also made half a head of roast goose. Ignoring his nephew's pushing and tugging, he put the plate on the plate, and put the delicious food on the clean and tidy dining table, listening to Devonhill's chatter: "We must save Alisara, if we can't save the little queen, Then the battle of Longbeard is very likely to repeat itself! The alliance of order will be broken..."

"I don't want to know those things. You should tell your parents about these things. I'm just a simple and unpretentious old farmer." Angron continued to shake his head, and the Primarch looked at his nephew and smiled: "Daddy It’s a hot day, you’re tired from the journey, eat something, take a rest in the afternoon and go back.”

"Uncle!" Devonhill roared angrily, "Are you listening to me?"

"I'm listening." Angron nodded first, but then shook his head immediately: "I said, those things have nothing to do with me, I won't go, you go find someone else."

"But only you..."

"Find someone else."

"Angron!" Devonhill, who was getting angry, directly picked up the iron plate and large bowl on the table, and threw the whole bowl of Tyrell noodles and the whole plate of roast goose directly at Angron's face: "I'm begging you! Your nephew is begging you!"

Angron's eyes were fixed, and the king of chopping stretched out his arm like lightning. He held the big bowl from the air with one hand, flicked his wrist, and then moved left and right, collecting all the noodles splashed in the air back into the bowl.

The other hand supported the lower part of the iron plate, and the plate rotated up and down in Angron's hands. It was as gorgeous as a wanhua mirror, and the chopped roast goose was rearranged neatly.

"Boom~" The pottery bowl and iron plate were placed on the table, Angron looked at Devonhill who was stunned, and still shook his head: "Stop doing useless work on me, I can't save What about the little eternal queen, the outside affairs have nothing to do with me, let me say this for the last time, if you don’t want to have lunch here, you should go back as soon as possible.”

"...You will regret it, Uncle." Devonhill gritted his teeth and said, "You will definitely."

"No." Angron continued to shake his head.

Roasted goose legs landed on the iron plate.

The Primarch watched his nephew get on his horse and leave. Watching Devonhill's disappearing figure, Angron's eyes suddenly flashed memories.

Will you regret it?

No.

I, Angron, will never regret it!

……… I am the dividing line that never regrets………

Marienburg's high-spirited ambassador Taimag was frightened and collapsed to the ground after receiving the news that the envoys were all destroyed and the little queen was missing.

His future is over.

But this is not the time to be depressed, Taimag immediately dispatched the fastest Clippers to send the news to Usuan! At the same time, he immediately prayed to Asuryan, praying that the Lord of the Phoenix would bless the little queen to return safely.

The envoys are all wiped out! Alisara, the eternal little queen who symbolizes the future of Asur, is missing. After confirmation from the old world, she should have been captured by the last vampire count Manfred von Carstein with an army of undead!

After the urgent news reached Ultsuan, the entire Gao Jing family was shocked.

Imperial Calendar 2520, early October, Kingdom of Itain, capital Lothern, Phoenix Court, High Elf War Council.

Tyrion, the War Lord, hastened from Avalon without sleep and summoned all the heroes of the high elves.

Phoenix King Fenuba didn't even have time to speak, Tyrion stopped in front of Fenuba directly, the Warlord's eyes were red, his handsome face that was so handsome that the gods were jealous had already distorted, holding the Yangyan Sword The veins in his hands popped up, and the blade and scabbard collided violently, making endless crackling noises.

"Masters, Alisara, she was taken away by the undead!!!"