Chapter 1177 Jihad? Jihad!

What? The kingdom of the south has come to us for help?

What? Skaven in full force?

Since Ryan and Suria are both in seclusion, the first reaction of the knights and nobles is to immediately go to the lake goddess Morgiana. Morgiana is quite interested in sending troops to aid Estalia, and the lake goddess quickly They agreed to convene a meeting and launch a new chivalry war in the name of the fairy of the lake.

Of course, due to the lack of on-site decisions from Ryan and Suria, it will take some time to discuss how to use national resources and coordinate the armies of the major duchies, the northern and southern knights, nobles, and bureaucratic systems. The Grand Marshal and the cabinet members left by Ryan arrived at the palace restaurant one after another, preparing to discuss things while having breakfast.

Croissants, sausages, cheese, coffee, maple syrup croissant, soft-boiled eggs, vegetable salad, blueberry tart, and bacon salmon. Talleyrand, Beria, Veronica, Teresa, Aurora, and Minister of Finance Vincent seemed not very interested, they just ate with peace of mind, while the knight nobles including Lawn and Fran There was a lively discussion in Sowa, and the Green Knight also appeared. The physical incarnation of the eight virtues of the knight brought a large bag of extremely hard baguettes. open.

Seeing the appearance of the Green Knight, everyone bowed to pay tribute. This demigod has guarded Britannia for nearly a thousand years.

"Where's the stinky boy?" The green knight's ghostly voice said without emotion: "Don't you want breakfast?"

Francois looked at Callard.

Callard looked to Morgiana.

Morgiana looked at the head maid, Silvia.

Sylvia's face turned red, and the head maid opened her mouth. In the eyes of everyone, she said awkwardly: "This is the first time the baron has attended a meeting alone today, and he is still choosing formal clothes." 7~1~7~(ωωω).qq7(1)

"Didn't choose well last night?" The Green Knight's voice was emotionless: "You always do things like this?"

"Everything is my responsibility, Your Highness please punish me." Sylvia quickly knelt down and admitted her mistake.

"Tsk!" The Green Knight, who was Devonhill's mentor, was the first to snort displeasedly, and smashed the bread, knife and fork on the table with just right force, the sound was clear but did not damage any utensils, and shook Shake your head.

Seeing that the green knight stopped eating, he seemed displeased, and everyone was forced to stop for breakfast.

The Green Knight, a symbol of chivalry, was not in a high mood, and the enthusiastic atmosphere dissipated immediately. Bohemond, Lawn, Francois and others stopped one after another. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you in embarrassment.

Berhemond ate half of a hot dog, neither chewing it nor holding it in his mouth.

Lawn frowned, lowered his head and took the napkin to wipe his mouth.

Francois shook his head helplessly, as if he was considering his words.

Callard's face was ugly, and his brows were furrowed.

Talleyrand looked calm, he was still laughing, and even chatted with Vincent after putting down the knife and fork.

The Lake Goddess Morgiana might be the only one who didn't need to look at the Green Knight's face. She had a bit of worry on her face, but the Green Knight was the mentor assigned to Devonhill by the Fairy of the Lake, and she couldn't interfere.

As soon as the Green Knight finished speaking, Devonhill hurried into the hall from the outside, and Sister Twilight followed behind him. Nestella's face was ruddy and shiny, and she walked very slowly when she saw everyone's eyes on her. A little unnatural, but Arohan was not under such pressure, she grinned, and glanced unceremoniously at everyone who looked at her.

The baron moved very quickly. While walking, Devonhill, who was still dressed in a mess, straightened his neckline and cuffs. He was the last one to enter the dining room, bowing his head to Carrad and Francois in apologetic embarrassment.

The Green Knight gave Devonhill a cold look: "When your father was this age, he was still living and sleeping in the ice and snow of Nord! What about you? My baron? If you don't get rid of this extravagance and decadence,

How can he become an excellent knight and a qualified heir to His Majesty in the future? How can you be worthy of the lady who handed you over to me and your parents? Do you think the future throne should be yours? You are amazing aren't you? Who do you think you are? "

"..." Devonhill blushed.

"The king is not proud of his blood, but his blood is proud of the king." The green knight continued, "It is not because your blood is noble that you are destined to be a king, but because you are a king so your blood is noble. Ryan, his son is self-proclaimed, and he never knew that he was just Devonhill, so I don’t need to be your mentor! You should hire someone else, I’m really not humble, since the lady invited me to guide you as a mentor, Then I will hold you to the highest standard, are you convinced?"

"I am convinced, mentor." Devonhill was even more embarrassed. In fact, the baron knew that there was an important meeting this morning, and he planned to go to bed early and get up early, but sister Twilight was too obsessed at night, causing him to fall asleep. relatively late.

"In this country, there are a lot of waste and winebags. They are either serving in Lawn's Northern Legion or going to the badlands. If you are always like this, I still suggest you go to Eight Peaks to find your grandfather Bellegar. Ryan, let him and Suria have a few more!" The Green Knight scolded Devonhill unceremoniously.

Standing there, Devonhill unceremoniously received the most severe criticism in his life. The baron also knew that he had done something wrong, so he could only accept it.

"Such a serious mistake, I can't make it again, Sylvia, I will fine you a year's salary." As soon as the Green Knight finished speaking, Morgiana said impatiently.

"Yes." Sylvia immediately accepted the punishment. Seeing this scene, the Green Knight paused for a moment. He glanced at Morgiana and could only nod: "That's it."

Everyone sat down, and after a stormy meal, the green knight signaled that everyone could start.

Morgiana has indicated that she can give the call to jihad, so everyone is discussing how to send troops and mobilize the army.

And what is the attitude of the Knight Kingdom towards this request for help?

good!

very good!

The lady is calling us, the times are calling us, the great chivalrous jihad is about to begin again!

What do you like most about a religion-dominated theocracy, feudal, military aristocratic country?

Of course it's a jihad!

Jihad, the best reason for war, especially this kind of jihad that "helps" neighboring countries "resist" aggression, you know, the last Arab jihad brought prosperity to Britannia for two or three hundred years, and Estalia asked for help again in this jihad, such a bad and tragic war, as the inheritors and promotion of chivalry virtues, how could we not grab a cup... Cough cough, I mean, lend a helping hand Woolen cloth?

Not only fame and fortune, but also...you know, the Kingdom of Knights has been coveting Estalia's territory for many years, many, many years, and they just wish they had no excuses.

Therefore, when the request for help from the Southern Kingdom was sent to the royal court of Britannia, the knights and nobles were all excited, especially the knights and nobles headed by Berhemond, François, and Lawn, they wanted to start the country immediately. mobilization.

The first consensus reached was that it is impossible for the knight army to cross the Black Mountains to rescue Tyrell, because it is too dangerous, especially when Miragliano has fallen, the Skaven only need to send a small amount of troops to stop Tyrell. Living on the mountain road, the knight road army is more or less sent to the end, so the goal set by everyone is to give priority to supporting the nearest Estalia, which has a direct road.

Then there is the issue of gathering the army. The knights and nobles naturally hope to mobilize the whole country. Many nobles have the idea of ​​taking this opportunity to annex Estalia, but Lawn and Francois immediately warned everyone of this moment. There must be no forced mobilization, and now that April is already spring plowing, the recruitment of troops must not affect the vital agricultural cultivation.

"Don't worry, it's okay, who doesn't have an organized standing army under his command now?" Bohemond didn't care.

The knights and nobles had a heated discussion, but on the other side, the bureaucrats were not very interested in it.

Talleyrand said that it is not appropriate to go to war because of this kind of thing. Just after fighting Morgul, the Royal Guards, including the Old Guards, the Mousillon Coldstream Guards, and the 1st Guards Lancers, need to rest. The Norsca dwarves need time to be settled, and how to arrange the 96,000 Norsca dwarves is very troublesome, and he cannot provide enough help in this matter.

Beria sincerely stated that there are still many scientific research tasks in the Musillon military factory. He only has a part of the budget reserved by Ryan on hand. If he wants to mobilize on a large scale, he needs the approval of the Minister of Finance Vincent.

Chancellor of the Exchequer Vincent's attention was on his daughter. He first cast a thankful look at Morgiana, and then said that His Majesty Ryan had given a certain amount of budgetary space before entering the retreat, but it was impossible to support it. Such a huge military operation.

This made it difficult for the Marshals. It takes money to carry out the holy war of chivalry! Of course, the dukes can pay for this money out of their own pockets to a certain extent, but this means that they can only lead their own direct troops, and after the armies of the major duchies have completed their standing militarization and reorganization, the dukes can only lead their own troops. The knight nobles, family private army and serf levies are nothing more.

What? You mean the free folk regiments, musket battalions, and artillery regiments that are the backbone?

A small number of transfers can be made, but a large scale will definitely not be able to be transferred! In the nationwide mobilization, the Freedman Legion only recognizes Ryan and Suria's orders, and if Ryan doesn't make a decision, who dares to mess around? Don't look at Ryan's retreat now, isn't there anyone who is not afraid of revenge when he leaves the retreat?

You mean the bureaucrats Lane left behind? Who dares to make a decision for the king? Who will be responsible if something goes wrong?

Everyone is in trouble, those who want to fight have no money, and those who have money don't want to fight.

Talleyrand glanced at Beria secretly, and the high-spirited cripple gave Beria a wink.

Bella shook her head slightly.

The heat is not yet reached.

Talleyrand tapped the ground lightly with his stick.

The bureaucrats immediately turned against it en masse.

In this way, although Britannia has the ability and ideas to support the Southern Kingdom, due to the lack of crucial leadership core and decision-makers, the military plan has been unable to be formulated and issued. The bureaucratic groups of the dukes and Ryan The protracted negotiations and games began.

Devonhill saw all this, and the baron was a little restless. He closed his mouth forcefully, preventing himself from interjecting, and kept quiet.

What he has to do now is to listen to politics and study.

"I can't help but want to have a big fight, Nestra!" Arohan excitedly licked his flaming red lips when he heard that there was another war.

"You must calm down, we must avoid unnecessary sacrifices, Arohan!" Nestra said impatiently, "It's all for Esley!"

Devonhill couldn't help but smile wryly when she heard the quarrel between the Twilight sisters. They were arguing all the time. I really don't know the future, how long I will listen to them.

……… I am the dividing line of sitting and listening to politics………

Brittania is still debating what to do.

In the imperial court, Emperor Karl Franz also received a letter asking for help from the southern country, and the emperor couldn't help but smile wryly.

Where do I have extra troops to support the southern kingdom?

There's a jihad going on on my side too!

Archbishop Vicmar almost emptied all the religious troops in the south of the empire to fight Sylvania. Now the army has just set off, and not long after entering the territory of Aiwei, even many mercenaries have followed. As for the Academy of Magic, the Bright Mage Bu The Japanese Jovi dispatched and led a small group of mages, including a bright magic vehicle.

The huge number of jihadists put a lot of food pressure and military salary pressure on the already stretched empire, which is why the emperor was very angry about this but finally acquiesced in the existence of indulgences. A part of the food support was barely formed.

This is not over yet. As the winter passed, the Legion of the Wylic Curse in Prag continued to go south, and had already begun to besiege the city of Kislev in the south and Erlengrad in the west. Now the Bretons It has been basically withdrawn, and what remains is the coalition formed by the imperials and the natives of Kislev. The current commander is Edbrand Ludenhof and Oster Elector Vamir von Zhukov.

Emergency letters came from the front line like snowflakes, and the northern defense line urgently needed the emperor's reinforcements!

Karl Franz was not idle either. An army of 60,000 troops gathered from various territories of the empire had assembled in Brunswick, ready to go to the northern front.

At this time, where does he still have troops to support the Southern Kingdom?

The emperor is even thinking about personally choosing one of the Sylvania Jihad or the northern frontline anti-mess war to go to the front line in person.

After several days of discussion, a new message came from the messenger.

"Because the Sun King and his queen are in seclusion, the Britannia are still discussing whether to send troops to rescue them." The messenger said: "According to the known information, there are no reliable speculations and conclusions for the time being."

"What about Geert and Nuer?" The emperor felt cold.

retreat? !

Ryan, what time is it now, did you go to retreat, or are you with your Queen Suria? !

"Countess Emmanuel made it clear that she has no interest in rescuing the southern country, because it is too far away, and the imperial army must detour through the border princely territory, which may take two or three months, and Nuer's army must use Defend Nur, and Nur has already supported the Sylvania expedition." Count Metternich said helplessly: "As for Gelt, our great alchemist is still organizing an army to join Sylvania Jihad, Your Majesty, that's what you mean too."

"Doesn't Gelt have any spare troops?" the emperor asked knowingly.

"If there is, it will be difficult for us to support the expenses of crossing the mountains. We are not dwarves, Your Majesty." Marshal Rick Helberg said: "There is no shortcut, and we cannot cross the mountains."

"Understood, now I can only hope that the Southern Kingdom can support it for a long enough time, and that everything will go well under the crown of Vicma."

"As long as Manfred von Carstein's undead army is successfully defeated and the problem of Sylvania is resolved, everything will be fine, Your Majesty," Spy Chief Amadeus said.

"I hope so."

Two weeks later, the Sylvanian Jihad Army gradually approached the border between Aviland and Steeleland.

Sylvania was just around the corner, and when the army arrived at the Dark Valley to station, Cardinal Alfred came up and encountered a crazy vampire hunter.

"Welcome to...Night City!"