Chapter 1120
With the destruction of the last Azorean elves, the highland battle finally came to an end as scheduled.
For the empire, ending this "inside battle" on the eve of midsummer is an established matter; no one will win the battle of Eboden, the battle of the valley of blood, and the Imperial Capital guard The fighting Duke of Byrne, there will be any accidents in this "small ending".
It was the "shooting army" that was pulled out by Loren for the first time, and it was an accident that "shocked" everyone.
The "Jiao Lightsaber" that can attack a thousand steps away, the "Jiaoguang Spear" that fires a continuous volley...Even the princes who think they "know a little about the wizard" are true. I was taken aback by the formidable power of this weapon.
However, despite this, almost all the dukes and counts who came to the scene only stayed at the level of "shocked"-very simple, because in order to operate these weapons, you must first have a wizard .
Just leave the apprentice-level "light spear" aside, just an improved version of "lightsaber" requires at least five mysticism wizards, and twelve alchemists are responsible for the operation...except for the moment With the full support of the nine-pointed star wizard tower, Byrne, it is impossible for any duchy to draw so many wizards at once.
Of course, it’s not true that there is no one, but most of these people are the only physicians, Potion Masters, clerks, alchemy workshop owners in their respective territories... Pull them out to fight, territories There is no substitute for it.
Only His Royal Highness Brandon, the "shameful prince", has a great interest in this "new army"-as everyone knows, the advantage of Sackland Legion lies in the frontal heavy infantry phalanx; Both the "Jiaoguang Spear" and the "Jiaolightsaber" can provide Legion with extremely powerful projected firepower, to a certain extent, to make up for the shortcomings of mobility.
And Sackland, with a long history of alchemy, is far better than the stereotyped Byrne in terms of wizard foundation; regardless of financial, manpower or material resources, you can pull out a team that is not inferior to worship. En's "shooting army".
When he found Isaac excitedly, he was greeted with a basin of cold water.
Yes, money is never a problem.
The problem is that there is not enough money.
The actual cost of the "Bright Light Spear", which requires the lowest manpower and material resources, is not low-abandoning the physical requirements, the formidable power and range are basically different from those of ordinary heavy crossbows. It seems, but the cost is at least twice.
And the failure rate of this thing is still high at present, a slight problem may explode, and once it explodes, it will be the end of death;
and want to play Its formidable power must be large-scale, and the cost of forming a shooting army is enough to arm two to three times as many crossbowmen... Most importantly, it takes time to train and select manpower.
As for the beautiful "Jiao lightsaber"...aside from the cost, a thousand-step range is actually meaningless—unless there is a divine archer like a small wizard, you can shoot one. The Jiao lightsaber, who is a thousand steps away, can only hear the sound, and can't get back to it at all.
But Brandon still waved a big hand, as the Prince of Sackland, issued a commission to the nine-pointed star wizard tower-because this thing was made by Byrne, but in order to make Isaac a patriarch , So it belongs to the nine-pointed star wizard tower in name-20 lightsabers are manufactured in the shortest time, and the corresponding expenses are borne by Imperial Capital.
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"Although I don’t know much about...'magic weapons', I at least know that they are the same as ballistas and the like. It takes as much concentration as possible to have formidable power. One or two is meaningless except for a sound."
Brandon's feet are on the map table, his chair legs are raised, Looking towards Loren who walked into the tent with the wine glass, he smiled:
"Of course, considering that these twenty lightsabers are built, most of them will depend on your Ain Rand wizard. Formidable power, it’s for you...So if you can give me a discount, I can support a few wizards. At worst, I will pay you back after the battle is over."
black hair wizard Ninja I couldn't help sighed then said, then he opened the chair and sat down.
"Something is going on?"
"Of course something is going on, otherwise why should I get the Duke of Byrne and my first wizard adviser?" Shrugged, Brandon raised his foot gently With a kick, he pushed a glass of wine in front of Loren, leaving a string of wine stains on the map table:
"The Imperial Capital defense is over, and the next step is to rescue Lotaire and the Azores. It’s time for Spirit Art to fight, shouldn’t we discuss it first?"
"I think this kind of thing should be discussed with everyone."
"Yes, that's right-after we come up with a plan together, we will discuss with them again." Brandon nodded very seriously: "When the time comes, I am responsible for humbly accepting, and you are responsible for listening to them. Make amendments to the comments, and then come up with a plan that we have discussed with us at first, which is exactly the same."
"..."
Loren really tried his best to hold back The urge to roll his eyes-at this point, Brandon never let him down.
"Don't look at me like that, you know why I say that." Brandon, who threw the wine glass behind his head, wiped his mouth indiscriminately with a calm face:
" Or you can tell me, in the invincible Knight regiment, how many can really make'suggestions'?"
With a raised eyebrow, Loren lifted his shoulders and looked at the prince. His Royal Highness broke his fingers there.
"Grand Duke Poye, Sarika Jonah, I have been together with this wild girl for almost three years. The biggest impression of her is that she has no idea-she is a little clever, she is a good hand at war. , But by no means an excellent ruler; with Byrne’s support and Sackland Legion’s presence, the nobles still dare to restless... I’m really shocked."
"Arles Nolan Erd... well, this bandit leader is wise, but his downline is almost as low as mine, so I won’t discuss battle plans with this kind of guy, he should be able to think of me too. He won’t discuss any plans with him, just like he won’t tell me about his plans... There is a tacit understanding between the two of us like a gangster and a gangster."
"As for this Yuli Wertz The Duke of Elman...Good man, foresight, and strategy, and like all his parents, he knows how to make sacrifices for the sake of the overall situation, and will never cross the line until it is a last resort; the only drawback is that it is too rigid, and I am too old-fashioned for this My child has no liking, and their existence always makes me seem naive."
"So...a wild girl like a madman, a hooligan who hasn't been offline, a little ghost who is too old..." one by one Picking up his finger, Brandon sighed, "It seems that we are the only two of us left in the entire Royal Sword Knight regiment."
this remark...Loren really doesn't know where to start.
Although he is not completely incapable of understanding Brandon's thoughts.
To put it simply, the relationship between them has changed.
When Eckhardt II...even Connold was still alive, the relationship between the emperor and the princes was still subject and liege, or the relationship between master and vassal; even if Connold took the initiative The reopening of the Royal Sword Knight group, and the discussion on the same level with the princes, there are also superiors and inferiorities.
This relationship came to an end with Connold's death.
Yes, Brandon is the crown prince of the empire and the legal first heir; yes, he has the absolute strength and name to inherit the throne, and no one can stop him.
But as long as he does not succeed to the throne one day and becomes the 14th generation supreme emperor of the empire, he and the princes will still be on an equal footing-Connold can directly order the Grand Duke of Boe, Bran You must discuss it after you board.
As for the issue of succession... How much the Imperial Capital nobles hate Brandon, how much effort will they use to prevent him from succession; and once this kind of thing is done for the first time, even if it is for a small life , They have to continue to stop it.
Unless, Brandon relied on the absolute support of the Royal Sword Knights, the princes, to forcibly succeed to the throne-but to do so would be tantamount to owing favor to the dukes and weakening the emperor's authority invisibly.
So the current Brandon and the dukes are not so much the relationship between the emperor and the courtiers, but more like the "friendship" between allies and allies.
"So I think my most trusted wizard consultant will definitely understand what I am thinking." Brandon slowly opened the mouth and said:
"Yes , I can now enter the Imperial Capital and bring hundreds of thousands of troops to become the 14th generation emperor of the empire, but then I will owe these guys a huge favor that needs to be paid back as soon as possible-more independent power. Less taxes, fewer obligations...Sorry, I want to be the empire, not the emperor of Golovin!"
"I am Desalion, I am born to rule Imperial!"
"Besides, if I become the emperor, what should my nobles, Knights or soldiers do? I promised them to hold a triumphant ceremony in Imperial Capital."
"Reward, Fiefdom, title... Grand ceremony always can't lack these; but where does the money come from, and what should I use to continue the war after spending it? What's more, if you let these guys one by one The pockets bulge, and the officials are added to the title. Do they dare to kill you with the Azores?!"
"Therefore, I definitely can't succeed right now, or even give it to the Imperial. The gang of bastards at Capital had a bit of sweetness, making them think that I would be willing to give way to Sister Fitronai and the like... In exchange, I would do my best to win the battle of the Azores."
"And when this war is over, the one who should be killed, the prisoner...there is always a means to compensate the warriors who won the throne for me...hehe, I might still die on the battlefield. A few tears from my unlucky person."
The embarrassing expression of the prince showed a bit of a hideous expression along with a somewhat excited tone.
But this is the real him.
Stripped off the seemingly affinity coat and unrelenting character, he is no different from Connold
Yes, as he himself admitted, he is a Desa Leone.
People who are born to dominate the empire, or...
People who are born to want to rule the empire.
"Are you surprised?" Picking frowned, Brandon stared at Loren with blazing eyes: "I can tell you now, Loren · Torino; after I inherit the throne, our relationship will not be the same. It’s getting better now."
"Yes, I strongly support the development of the wizards, but I will definitely do my best to suppress Byrne’s position in the empire—I’m serious, you Don’t expect me to happily accept the emergence of a family that can challenge De Salion."
"If this is the case, you shouldn’t tell me."
Loren is very true. Laughed peacefully.
"Don’t laugh, I’m serious."
"Yes, I said you shouldn’t tell me—like if I knew about it , You will definitely think of a way to prevent you from leaving the battlefield alive."
"Oh...I can’t see it, I thought you actually didn’t care much about this duke title."
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"It was before. I care about it now."
"Because of Charlotte?"
"...Almost, half because of her."
"Where is the other half?"
"I'm still...not so sure."
"Not so sure...ah..."
Brandon raised his eyebrows with a suddenly realized expression, staring at the black hair wizard in a bit of surprise, and asked in a very "curious" tone: "Are you referring to... the attempted crime, or the... um... mission" Achieved, but I’m not sure if I succeeded?"
"Can you smile more brightly?"
The expressionless black hair wizard raised his right hand and pointed He grinned to the corner of his ears and mouth.
"Sorry, but I am still a little surprised. I always thought you weren't the kind of guy...who would be impulsive because of sensibility and desire!" Brandon sighed:
" So...women are all poisons, look at what poisoned my best friend—if you remember correctly, you two are still cousins, right?"
"Come on, back then Someone seems to have used this excuse to force me to find Charlotte, and someone is about to be blatant about his sister-in-law."
"Just blatant-if you can't get everything you want, become the emperor. What do you mean, what can I do for it?"
"You...uh...to save the world?"
"pu! If this world is so miserable that I need to save it, I I think it’s better to give up, it’s basically useless."
"So..."
The black hair wizard slowly got up and watched the two talk at the map table. Schematic diagram piled up with food and wine glasses:
"Eboden and Lotaire."
"Advance on two fronts, two-pronged approach, buy time." Brandon is very serious. nodded: "Go all the way north to meet the remnants of the Secretary of State Severin Desalion and besie Eboden."
"Go all the way west and assist the Grand Duke of Lotaire, Ruben Fried, and then Come back with Lothair’s army and join the final battle."
"Two lines fight, both lines must win; one fight, the final word!"
"peng !"
With a crisp sound, Brandon slammed the flask heavily on the map table, got up and looked down at the black hair wizard: "Tell me, Eboden and Lottel, which one do you want—— Needless to say, I guessed it."
black hair wizard slightly nodded.
"Lotaire."