"I ordered Hawkins to attack the Lowland Alliance."
The Western Expedition of the Holy Empire was an overly heavy topic. The king got up and walked to the map hanging on the wall. The cross on the map was distributed almost across the land on the eastern shore of the Abyss Strait. The King drew a line between the Low Countries and the Whitsundays, and another between Legrand and the Low Countries.
"The Lowland Alliance has cost us dearly in the Northern Rebellion, it is an outpost of the Holy See, and we must destroy this Eagle Eye before the war begins."
"The Holy Court's ships are stationed in the Lowland Alliance," said General John. "It will not be easy to attack it."
"So it can only be a surprise attack," the king said lightly. "In their eyes, we are just ants. The ants will only build the city wall in vain before the floods and fires come, holding the shield and trembling. How can the tiger think that the ants will be so arrogant. The first to strike?"
General John was stunned for a moment.
He glanced at the Queen Mother of Illinois, and what the king said just now gave them a sense of familiarity, as if it was not the king who spoke in front of the map, but the lion of the empire. The Duke of Buckingham fought all his life. His blood and courage were beyond ordinary people. He was often able to make amazing moves in critical situations and achieved miraculous victories in the face of death.
General John was a little sour and a little happy.
"time?"
General John asked, since the king has decided to launch this raid, then as the highest person in charge of Legrand's military after the king, he must immediately make follow-up arrangements.
"As soon as the Dragon Wing ships return, they will attack immediately." The king said, looking at the low countries on the map, "The warships of the Holy Court have not appeared on the battlefield for nearly a thousand years, and they must be the most cautious about their combat power. Let the astrologers who have nothing to do make observations and divinations immediately."
"The astrologer has been monitored and investigated, and the astrologer in question has been resolved." General John leaned slightly.
"This raid is a secret operation and does not need to go through the parliament, but requires the cooperation of the Southern Free Chamber of Commerce... Under the pretext of protecting the Legrand Chamber of Commerce, which was economically damaged by the Black Death, from now on all merchant ships that meet the displacement standards will be temporarily taken over by the royal family. The Chamber of Commerce goes north to cover the raid."
"The Dawson family is very familiar with the route in the middle of the Abyss family, and I will have him supervise him in charge of this matter."
General John noted.
After making a series of arrangements, the king paused and turned his attention to Queen Illinois: "Besides, I need your help, mother."
"Do you want the sun or the moon? My dear child." The Queen Mother Illinois stepped forward, and she gently stroked her son's face, "You know, whatever you want, I will definitely do it. get it for you."
"I need you to go to Bomari."
The king hugged his mother gently.
"It's time for our warriors to wake up."
"I will wake them up and bring them back. Your Majesty."
said the Queen Mother of Eleanor.
The king clapped his hands, and the house chief walked in gently, and he took the written writ from the king. General John withdrew with him. The clerks are ready, and the treasury secretaries are already counting commerce in the South and the impact of the operation.
In the cold Rose Palace, more than 100 officials received orders to enter the palace in the morning. From the moment they stepped into the palace, the royal guards had stood silently in front of the room door.
The king's officials are not unfamiliar with this posture, and the king is notorious for his willfulness and unreasonableness. Whether it is the first national statistics or the subsequent statistics on the church economy, the king's behavior is like this - before finishing the work, don't even think about stepping out of the Rose Palace.
However, this time, the sharp financial officer sensed something was wrong.
The wise treasurer began to tremble a little as the Chief of Internal Affairs delivered the orders of the King himself one after another.
What commercial trade needs to levy so many merchant ships with a displacement of more than 100 tons? What conservation business requires sailors to prepare so much food? This is clearly a naval battle!
When they raised their heads to look at the guards who were standing at the door of the room and kept their hands on the hilt of the sword, the financial officers clearly felt a cold suffocating aura from them. They finally understood that this time the king asked his soldiers to watch over them, not to supervise them to complete the work quickly, but to keep it secret.
The king was determined to start a sea battle in secret, bypassing the parliament.
Who is His Majesty's target
The stern personal soldiers glanced over, and the financial officers did not dare to think about it, they hurriedly lowered their heads and started to get busy as if they didn't know anything.
The Queen Mother of Illinois quietly left Metzl the next morning.
The king must go to the royal council, and General John will send the Queen Mother Eleanor away.
In front of the city gate, the Queen Mother of Eleanor, who was wearing a cloak and a hood, was surrounded by a rose iron cavalry. She looked at her nephew and showed a slight smile: "You are very similar to him, he taught you and your majesty. very good."
General John held the reins and did not answer.
"He once said," Queen Illinois took a deep breath, and she raised her head to look at the bright sky, "I hope I can die in the battle against the gods. So... Children, don't feel guilty, That's his own choice."
She glanced deeply at General John, who had always been very strong and dependable.
Perhaps because of maternal instinct, the Queen Mother of Illinois sensed emotions that General John had never shown.
General John had reassured the king that the Duke of Buckingham's death was not his fault. But he himself fell into the abyss of regret, and he couldn't help thinking, if, if he could persevere to the end that time, it would be great to go out for his father. In that way, will my father be safe and sound
Also a stupid kid.
Queen Illinois thought.
She didn't get along very well with the Duke of Buckingham before, and they didn't like each other very well. However, the Queen Mother of Illinois remembered that the young Duke of Buckingham, about the same age as General John, led an army of less than a hundred men, and stubbornly stayed behind for everyone.
Such a proud person was destined to go to that glorious battlefield from the beginning, and he was destined to burn in the fire with his comrades.
"Go and plant the Rose King Flag on the Kingdom of God for him!"
She raised her whip high, the horse neighed, and rushed out.
The wind rolled up Illinois' cloak and flew like a tidal wave. The first ray of sunlight fell on her sharp long eyebrows, pitch black as a knife. Illinois wearing a battle armor and carrying a spear is the real Illinois.
That is the iron queen who led the Khoya people to build a country in blood and fire.
…
After the imperial meeting was over, the king walked in the long corridor of the Rose Palace, and the cold wind was blowing.
He was a little used to wanting to turn his head to discuss something with someone. When he turned his head and saw the oil painting hanging on the left side of the corridor, he paused and continued to walk forward alone.
The Chief of Internal Affairs followed behind him, and sighed inwardly with some distress.
He took the initiative to speak up and report the progress of the work on the financial officer's side.
"Did the overseas spies continue to spread the news?"
After listening, the king asked another question.
The Director of Internal Affairs shook his head. Since the establishment of the Holy Empire, it has become very difficult for them to obtain information on the other side of the Abyss Strait: "Are you thinking about Ferry III?"
"There is something wrong with the attitude of the Holy See."
The king said lightly, as he walked around a corner.
The sun fell on him, and he stopped to look at the rose bushes that were gradually growing as the weather warmed, and saw an early flower bud.
"Are you trying to save that Mr. Ferry III? Your Majesty."
Some brisk voices came from behind, and it was impossible for the house chief to speak like this in front of the king.
A pale hand stretched out from the side and touched the rosebud that the king was watching, and a bright red rose bloomed on the branch in an instant. The man broke off the rose flower and gave it to the king.
"I thought you should be in hell right now?"
The king took the flower and raised his eyebrows slightly to see the devil who appeared silently beside him.
He should have thought that the devil promised him that day to stay and deal with hell so happily, there must be a problem in the middle. At this time, the corridor was quiet, and the chief of internal affairs was standing not far from them, but it seemed to be stopped. Except for the place where he and the devil stood, the other places showed the dim color of black and white paintings.
The devil stood in front of him, his black clothes restored to his original state, his face paler than before.
But the king had an intuition that the devil at this time was stronger than before.
"Yeah, I thought my arrival was a surprise for you?" the devil complained half-truths, "Can't you be nice to a knight who just fought to the death for you?"
"Do you need me to make a rose medal for you as a reward?" the king asked.
"If you wish."
The devil accepted it with a smile, but under the gaze of the king, he still spread his hands.
"Okay, Mengla has recovered, and the affairs of hell are temporarily left to it. Although that guy is a little stupid, he can still handle the rest of the little things."
The king looked at the devil with a scrutiny, and always felt that this guy was hiding a lot of things from him... For example, what is the identity of Meng La? Why did it stay in the form of a crow before? And this time the hell lord was cleared, how did it recover
The devil smiles like a mask, impeccable.
"So, my dear majesty, do you want that Mr. Ferry III to live?"
The devil changed the subject.
The king looked at the devil for a while, then nodded slowly.
These days, he always felt that there was something wrong with the Holy See's attitude... In his opinion, in the pursuit of Ferry III, more was not the Holy See's determination, but the Pope's own killing intent towards Ferry III. This is very strange. The Holy See’s pursuit of Ferry III can be explained by political factors, but why is the Pope’s own killing intent towards Ferry III
Whether it's for the battle, or for this quirky aspect, the king believes that Ferry III will be a subtle but extremely important pawn in the whole situation.
Perhaps it should be called intuition, the king thought, that Ferry III must live.
The presence of the devil for this is further evidence of this.
- The king doesn't think the devil has any mercy at all. He has always been unprofitable.
"You must know that I have always been willing to execute any will of yours." Seemingly knowing what the king was thinking, the devil kept smiling, and he reached out and grabbed the king's wrist, "However, as a devil, doing the work of saving people, It will always be laughed at when it spreads out. I will work hard for you across the sea and ask you for some awards, is it not too much?"