Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 62: Kind of cause and effect
In the long depression, Duke Cullen sighed first:
"I think, divide the troops, is that their second mistake?"
Sodor Reid's face was tense, and he said nothing.
At the top of the long table, King Kessel sat up straight, revealing his stern face from the darkness for the first time:
"Gilbert?"
The Minister of Foreign Affairs, "Cunning Fox" Gilbert, who has not spoken for a long time, nodded slightly with a solemn expression.
"Perhaps in thought, the Exeters understand the pros and cons of this matter, but in action...cannot do it."
The teacher of Thales has a sharp eye and begins to analyze the situation:
"Pray for the city's immediate interests, the most motive, is to make progress."
"Guarding the city has nothing to do with yourself, be cautious, and of course be stable."
Gilbert hummed softly:
"As for Longxiao City, one of the heroic palaces has a profound background and arouses people's jealousy. The two of them are the heroines of Walton, who are despised."
"The most awkward position is the dilemma."
Thyls was deeply in his heart.
"They tend to win by surprise to gain prestige, which is normal."
Gilbert sighed slowly:
"I think the consideration behind this choice is not the military, but politics."
"A hundred wise men who stick to their own opinions are not as good as a hundred fools who work together."
Thyls looked at the split white chess on the map, confused.
No.
Selma, what did you think?
"Speaking of politics..."
Juke Man interrupted this little dignity, only listening to the Treasurer’s doubts:
"This war was provoked by family killers. The war was going on, but Rumba didn't do anything behind his back? For example, prices and food, intelligence and public opinion? To provoke the Grand Duke of the Three Cities?"
Suo Duo looked at the scarred man in Secret Department.
The latter put away the information in his hand and nodded:
"Since Chaman was crowned, the black sand collar has been stumbling on the princes who do not respect the king order. This is the norm."
The tone of the scarred man changed:
"This time is very strange. From the declaration of war to the conscription, from the opening to the engagement, from the spies to the officials, the Black Sands has almost stopped all the internal and external means of harassment and obstruction, and did not interfere in the Three Cities War, just concentrate Take care of your own internal affairs."
All the monarchs at the Imperial Conference were taken aback.
The king looked at the foreign secretary.
I saw Gilber nodded, but worried:
"Yes, in terms of diplomacy, King Chaman even issued a wide-ranging announcement, giving his support, condemning the Freedom League, fully supporting the Three Cities West Campaign, and seeking justice."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was startled again.
Only Thales clenched his lower lip.
"So this time," Prime Minister Cullen rubbed his chin, thoughtfully:
"Not only did Rumba not use his hands, he is more like a good, generous and selfless king than ever?"
The monarchs looked at each other, very puzzled.
Until the king’s words break the doubt, as if throwing a piece of ice into the lake:
"He moved."
King Kessel clasped his hands tightly, his eyes flickered:
"Without moving."
The voice fell, many people still didn't understand.
"Moved? Moved hands and feet? In a non-moving way?"
Viscount Connie is puzzled:
"Your Majesty, I don't understand."
"You mean that Rumba has an undisclosed private transaction with them?"
The king did not answer, just raised his eyes.
"Thyls."
On the long table, the only teenager squeezed his knees subconsciously.
But King Kessel’s voice still sounded coldly, and penetrated into his ears without hindrance:
"Tell me why King Chaman moved."
"How did he move?"
Tyles felt cold.
Why did Chaman move?
All eyes came in volley, and he raised his head with difficulty.
Thyls met the king's stare blankly.
On the other side, although Gilbert was worried, he coughed lightly and encouraged him with his eyes.
So, the words of Thales, Duke of Star Lake, sounded for the first time at the Imperial Conference.
"After Nunn's death, the only motivation for Walton, Ronnie, and Lecco to unite was King Chaman's unruly and merciless means, which made them feel threatened. ."
The second prince took a deep breath, tried not to think about other things, and spoke slowly:
"But when King Chaman made it clear that he withdrew and didn't want to interfere with their affairs..."
Thyls didn't go further.
The ministers looked at each other with a little understanding.
But the king's words sounded faintly again, with a sense of scrutiny and even inquiries:
"What else?"
Tyles' knees tightened.
He tried his best to release the palm of his knee.
"Originally, Long Xiao, Qi Yuan, guarding the three cities to join forces to conquer the Freedom Alliance was a move against the king."
The Duke of Xinghu spoke again. This time, everyone is listening to his analysis carefully:
"But after the day of the hearing of politics, the scene where Lombard made a surprise visit to Longxiao City, the whole country knows that Exeter: the king won the political battle."
Listen to politics day.
Thyls tried to shake off the shadow of that day:
"The three cities will use this war to fight against King Chaman, and it will be meaningless."
"They have lost the greatest motivation to fight against the king, but they cannot take back the promises they have said. In order to fulfill the covenant, they have to be forced to mobilize and march."
The meeting princes whispered and nodded to each other.
Tyls let out a sigh of relief.
"There's more."
The king's words sounded again, as if he would not let him go.
Thyls was silent for a moment.
At that moment, he vaguely knew what King Kessel wanted him to say.
But...
Thyls is expressionless and confused, but speaks instinctively:
"On the day of the alliance, the Prince of Stars, who was the hostage of Longxiao City, secretly connected with King Chaman..."
The ministers looked back and forth, and the meaning was unknown at that moment.
Thyls breathed in a trance:
"He was suddenly kidnapped and disappeared unknown."
"That not only disturbed the situation, but also made the three cities that have made the covenant lose trust...mutual suspicion."
Speaking of which, Thales was empty.
Yes.
All things are connected together.
It was his choice on the political day that affected the battle of Liberty Castle, thousands of miles away, at this moment.
Maybe this is what King Kessel wants him to say.
Among the factors that caused the three cities to fall apart and the little slicker to fail...
Have him.
Thyls only felt a pain in his heart.
"In this way, for this expedition, Longxiao City is named, praying for benefits from the distant city, while guarding the city will sway in the meantime and seek profit."
Tyles tried to open and close his lips, as if talking about something irrelevant to him:
"They have lost the greatest basis for sincere cooperation, and only the appearances of each carrying ghosts are in harmony."
"Either disagreement or division of troops is destined."
Yes.
Each are pregnant with ghosts, and they look alike.
Isn't this the biggest experience he has seen in the North in recent years?
Isn't it the strongest weapon he used to counter Rumba in the Night of Dragon Blood?
The prince said, his face stiff, leaving a long silence on the long table.
For a while, Kessel hummed softly.
He rarely praised his son (perhaps for the first time in his life):
"Very good."
On the other side, Gilbert sighed.
"The sky is high and the throne is far away, and the enemy will eliminate ghosts within."
The Foreign Secretary’s words are full of emotion:
"In the far west of the border, King Chaman was only deliberately unmoving, and the things that happened before slowly fermented, let the people of the North forget: why they stood together and why they fought together."
In the Ballard room, everyone was immersed in the unspeakable atmosphere of this moment.
Until Shuduo's long utter silence.
"Your Highness is right, and Earl Caso is right."
"This is not war, it is not military, it is not chess," the military adviser's eyes showed fatigue:
"It's politics."
"Maybe at the negotiating table and in the banquet hall, facing the king's pressing force, with a common purpose, the Three Cities Alliance can be like brothers."
"But in this case, when the army goes out on the battlefield to command, and the actual interests are involved in life and death, the three cities have their own calculations, and they do not belong to each other, and there is no strongman like King Nunn to suppress..."
Suo Duo's face is painful:
"So it is inevitable that discord, it is difficult to work together, or even philosophies, fighting each other is inevitable."
Thyls closed his eyes gently.
At that moment, what flashed in his mind was a fragment of memory that seemed to be a few ancient poems:
【The army is not together, hesitates and walks. 】
Viscount Connie coughed:
"I felt when I was walking in the Northland...when I took a strong risk, when I showed weakness and retreated, every move of the King of the Killing King was clear and clear, and I saw everything clearly. , There must be an expert decision."
On the other side, the scar-faced man from the secret department nodded.
"Lhasa Cambida has entered the key list of secret sciences for'Night Owl'," he answered cautiously:
"We are paying full attention to his every move, whether we visit the king or go home for vacation."
Viscount Connie nodded in satisfaction.
The king knocked on the desktop:
"Continue."
After experiencing the feelings and sighs just now, the Imperial Conference returned to the atmosphere before, and the voice of Thordor Reid sounded again:
"After the division of forces, Kierkejour of Longxiao City personally led the army, attacking along the Shanliu River day and night, and biting the only elite in the Freedom League."
He picked out a few of the three white moves and placed them on the side of the black knight.
Thyls, in a sad mood, watched the war deduction on the long table, and suddenly remembered the first meeting between him and Ashida on Red Square Street many years ago.
That is also a chess room.
The magician of Qi also strategizes and moves the chess pieces.
It's just that time has passed, things are different.
"It went well in the beginning, but as the battle progressed..."
The next moment, Shuoduo's pupils shrank, and several of his white chess pieces fell one after another.
"One-armed captured."
Everyone was stunned for a moment.
Including Thales.
The next second, there was an uproar in the conference room:
"How to do it?"
"That's Kierke Gor!"
"The elite soldiers and powerful generals of Longxiao City..."
"Even without the support of the other two cities, you shouldn't lose to such an opponent, right?"
Faced with the tide of questioning, Suoduo also looked solemn, and shook his head:
"Without intelligence, all we know is: coincidence or luck, it just happened."
The scarfaced man from Secret Department nodded, agreeing to the military adviser's answer.
Thyls's complexion was uncertain, and he remembered the Kierke Gour.
The "the most capable person under King Nunn".
It's hard to believe that he will lose to a little-known lone army in a face-to-face duel, and be captured by a miss.
The scarface man turned out information:
"We only know that after the head coach was captured, the army of Longxiao City became distracted."
"They retreated steadily under the flexible invasion of the enemy's victory, and they even failed in command for a time, and they could not pay attention to each other."
"Even the Grand Duke herself was lost in the army, her whereabouts are unknown."
"The dragons have no heads, they are almost walking dead."
In the scattered army.
Little slippery head.
The prince took a deep breath, trying to keep his expression unchanged.
Thyls felt that Gilbert's hand was pressing on his palm, beckoning him to stay calm.
Suo Duo's words resounded again, repeating the battle thousands of miles away:
"At the same time, on the frontal battlefield, Qiyuan City’s troops are on top of the front line, and want to take advantage of the emptiness inside the opponent and go all out to storm the city."
But in the next moment, Shuduo's expression became gloomy, and his fingers kept tapping on the map beside the Freedom Fort, shaking the black and white chess pieces that were very different on it.
"The Exeters suffered more damage than expected--this time, the soldiers and civilians of the Freedom League have forgotten their lives, their will is firm, and their resistance is very tenacious."
"Qiyuan City cannot be attacked repeatedly."
The words are solemn and the meaning behind them is even more worrying.
"Unable to repeatedly attack..."
Gilbert repeated this sentence silently, feeling a bit.
Amidst the doubts of the ministers, Suoduo coughed and moved the second set of white chess to the wing, and continued to explain:
"As for the princes of the guard city, they went to the surrounding areas to consolidate the battle line, collect food and grass by the way, and maintain law and order."
"But not only did they gain nothing, but suffered desperate resistance from countless bitter people, and the morale of the army was low, as if into a quagmire."
The king at the end of the long table frowned and looked at the Foreign Secretary:
"Bitter people?"
Gilbert raised his glasses and opened a record beside him:
"Most of the Freedom League, the eastern part of the Beihai Kingdom, including the western part of the Qiyuan City territory, these areas were originally part of the Western Taoxing Province of the empire, and the aborigines of the land were called the Xitao'suffers'."
"Although they are at the end of the Golden Corridor, most of them live in poverty and low status. For hundreds of years, whether it is the entry of the Exeter and the Kangmas, or the free alliance established by the nobles in compromise The Senate is quite harsh on them."
When Thales moved, he thought of the heir to Qiyuan City, the story of the bitter people in Xitao, Ian "the nasty ghost" told him.
"I don't understand."
The Secretary of Commerce and Trade, Viscount Connie spoke out everyone’s questions:
"When I visited the Golden Corridor, the army and people of the Liberty League... shouldn't be so tough? Let alone face the Yankees?"
Suo Duo shook his head:
"No, it is because I am facing a Northlander."
This time, Shuoduo looked at the cunning fox of the stars.
Gilbert sighed and opened the record again:
"Twenty years ago, Suriel Walton, the son of Nunn, led an army to capture Fort Liberty."
"After he broke the city, in order to avenge his dead men, he slaughtered the city for three days without limit to looting, causing ten rooms and nine empty spaces, and the people were hungry."
Thyls frowned.
This information...
In the records of the Exeters...
No.
Treasurer, Jok Mann nodded gloomily:
"I remember that. It is said that the Northlanders wanted to block the news at the beginning--the more good ones, who compared the inhuman beast with Prince Horace, just laughed out loud."
Gilbert frowned and continued:
"The governor of the alliance was even cut off by his ten fingers, dragged around the city for 20 miles and died. The hanging corpse was shown to the public, and the situation was tragic and shocked the surroundings."
The Minister of Foreign Affairs puts down his glasses and covers his notebook:
"The current Governor of the Alliance is the grandson of the previous Governor."
Tyles looked at Gilbert's record book~IndoMTL.com~ The history on the paper was an understatement, and the realistic past was heavy and oppressive.
"So they have to resist."
Hearing this, Prime Minister Cullen sighed deeply:
"Tyranny takes the lead. Nowhere is the people born cowardly and slaughtered."
Perhaps this sentence hit some point, the imperial meeting was silent for a while, and no one answered.
Only Kilber nodded and said with emotion:
"Kind cause and effect, the appearance of this war is actually doomed 20 years ago."
"Now, the Northlanders are just doing their own cruelty..."
"Repay the debt."
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