Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 43: See the poor picture

　　 The civilians and the small and medium-sized nobles in the Hall of Stars suddenly rioted in panic, and the guards had to shout loudly.

　　 "You really dare to say, Cyril." The Duke of the North gave Cyril a deep look. "Thanks to you, no one should talk about going back to the closed, small meeting room anymore. Right?"

　　 The princes on the stone seat were silent in response.

　　"Sooner or later, it will happen," Duke Falkenhausen's eyes were gloomy. Even in the laughter, his sharp voice remained: "Hey, I just got rid of luck and fear for you."

　　 "The ‘unwelcome’ at the banquet," Duke Cullen sighed: "It’s a veritable name."

　　 Jane, like most counts of the thirteen noble families, had a gloomy face and said nothing.

　　 More than ten seconds later, what spread from Xingju Square to the Hall of Stars was the panic and chaotic buzzing of the general public, and it became louder and louder.

　　 The news that Exter and the stars are about to clashed has been completely made public.

　　Earl Sorell had a bad look and looked straight at the king: "Your Majesty, declare this coming disaster to the people. The effect you want has been achieved-the question is, how do you end it now?"

　　The cold-faced King Kessel V did not speak, but gave Sorell a light glance, who was still stubborn.

　　 "It's simple," Earl Tarron stared at Sorell unceremoniously: "Will you want to fight or talk? If you want to fight, everyone will go back to the territory and sound the call."

　　"We still have the opportunity to negotiate. We have allies. Just like twelve years ago, you can invite them to mediate." Jann slowly raised his head and looked at the lord and princes: "War does not necessarily break out, just pay A certain price..."

　　 "The prince who died in the mission is the only son of King Nunn and the only heir to the Walton family." Falkenhauser interrupted the little duke, he said in a weird manner: "Pay the price? Yes, which part of the northern territory is ceded to Exter will probably be done."

　　 "I won't give up an inch of territory in the north," Earl Zemuto said coldly: "That is the land our family has guarded for generations."

　　"But the prince did die in your jurisdiction, didn't he?" Earl Dustan sneered: "This is your responsibility, of course you have to pay the price."

　　 "If you're not joking, Dastan," Earl Forrese raised his head, his eyes were fierce: "Then we can now fight on the stage of the end."

　　 "Okay, OK, then give them 20% of the supply of Eternal Oil in the East China Sea?" Duke Falkenhauser pretended to be thoughtful, and looked at Duke Cullen first, and then Jan. He smiled disapprovingly: "Or how about the bituminous mine in the south?"

　　 "There is a limit to joking, Cyril." Duke Cullen was rarely serious.

　　 Jen gave him a friendly smile and shook his head slightly.

　　 At this moment, Kessel V lightly tapped the scepter.

　　 All the nobles calmed down in time and looked at him.

　　Under the eyes of the king, Kilber nodded and took a step forward:

　　 "According to the secret branch, Longxiao City knew the news of the prince's death in the stars yesterday," he frowned, "and the Great Duke of Black Sand is faster than their king. Two days ago, he started to recruit soldiers and mobilize. The army-the other two grand princes south of Exter are slower than him for a long time, but they are generally the same."

　　 There was an uproar in the hall!

　　 "Quiet!" Gilbert said solemnly.

　　Amidst the complex emotions in the room, I only listened to the Supreme King's deep and honest voice: "If the two countries go to war, the royal family and the Talun family will do everything they can to support the north."

　　Count Taron nodded resolutely.

The king of 　　 looked at the Duke of the North with a flat expression: "Val, how much troops and supplies can you provide?"

　　 "How many troops? Are you kidding me?" Val Allende responded solemnly: "I have summoned all the vassals, fifteen thousand infantry and one thousand archers, five hundred heavy cavalry, and even There are a few magic guns! They will reinforce the Broken Dragon Fortress in the shortest possible time and come to Lord Sonia Sutherley’s orders."

　　 "That's our territory! Once a war breaks out, even women and children will take up arms!"

　　"As for supplies, it depends on how much land we can hold."

　　The two counts of Zemuto and Forex nodded firmly in response:

　　"Three thousand and five hundred people in Watch City will fight to the death."

　　 "The old tower has only two thousand infantry, but we will fight until the last one."

　　 "We can withstand the pressure of the three Archduke Exeter, but if it is the whole country of Exeter..." The Duke of the North straightened up, his dazzling eyes swept across every nobleman: "We need the entire star Power."

　　 Cohen standing behind the old Count Karabyyan scratched his head and whispered suspiciously:

　　"Isn't this a national conference for the whole people? How did you state the deployment of troops like this?"

　　The old Earl Karabyyan closed his eyes lightly and sighed imperceptibly.

　　 "Did you not see it?" He lowered his voice and told his son with a tired look:

　　 "This posture of the northern nobles is for Exeter."

　　"Do you believe that Duke Arund can summon ten thousand people? The stars have never recovered from the **** years-I suspect that the lords' claimed force can be one-third of the force."

　　 Cohen was startled.

　　 He looked at the top of the hall in disbelief, the silver cross-sized double star pattern.

　　As the descendant of the empire, the shield of the Westland, is the star kingdom already weak to this point?

　　 Kessel V nodded lightly, then turned to Cyril, who looked scary: "Where are the lords of the Western Wilderness?"

　　 Cyril Falkenhauser tilted his head back and closed his eyes and said: "The ruins can only send a thousand infantry soldiers--the Wild Bone Tribe has started to riot again recently. As for the magic gun, we ourselves are not enough. "

　　"Wingcastle is not good at being a soldier," the young Earl Delekolomo muttered, "but we can send the best one hundred crow whistles."

　　 Bozdorf also frowned fiercely: "The surrounding area of ​​Valkyrie has been restless recently. There is an orc who is regarded as the leader. He is gathering the forces of various clans-the Black Lion family can only send two hundred people."

　　The stingy decision of the nobles in the Western Wilderness made the nobles present begin to whisper.

　　 Cohen frowned. He had served on the frontline of the Western Desolation and the Surgery Campaign after the Desert War, but as far as he knew, the strength of the Western Desolation was not so thin.

　　 "It's quite positive to break the secret just now," Wall looked at Falkenhauser coldly: "When it comes to recruiting troops...huh."

　　 There was another call from the Stars Gathering Square to the Hall of Stars. This time it was an excited cheer, many of which were fanatical voices.

　　"Oh," Earl Tarron touched his pentagram brooch, and sighed: "I bet the guards just passed on the words about the forces in the North, and they haven't had time to pass on the Western Desolation."

　　 Kessel V remained calm, he turned his head and asked Cullen: "What is the attitude of the Sun Sword and Shield family and the entire East China Sea Territory?"

　　 "Your Majesty, most of the East China Sea people live by the sea. We don't have enough troops, but we can pay to summon mercenaries to fight," the Fat Duke said with a smile, "If an all-out war breaks out, as long as winter does not enter, there will be no end in the sea. Frozen, our fleet can still attack Exeter’s east coast."

　　 On the stone seat beside the Duke of East China Sea, Count Noah Havia, and Count Clark Almond looked at each other and nodded together.

　　 Duke Falkenhauser said in a quiet manner: "Thank you for reminding us that it is December, and winter is coming."

　　 Kessel V knocked on his stone seat, and asked with a deep meaning: "So there is no one, only money? I remember when I was fighting the desert war, the Prime Minister told me that if I want money, I want people. Yes—it’s a bit far to transport troops from the East China Sea to the West Desolation?"

　　 "People five years ago wouldn't go out to make money, so there is no one who has money, but now people have gone out to make money, so no one has money." Duke Cullen replied with a smile.

　　The king snorted, and the face of the Duke of the North was ugly.

　　 "The entire South Bank leader has no usable cavalry. The Kevin Deere family can gather two thousand infantrymen from around the Emerald City, and there are also some magic guns," Jen replied worriedly before His Majesty asked him: " But for the Long March to fight in the north, dissatisfaction with soil and water is a problem, and my vassals will certainly not be happy-the quality of the soldiers cannot be guaranteed."

　　The old Count Karabyyan also had a serious face, and said at the right time: "The same is true for the Walla collar. Even with vassals, I have no confidence to recruit 300 troops."

　　 Cohen behind the earl lowered his head and sighed slightly.

　　 He still remembers that the last time his two sisters went abroad to visit friends, his father directly sent 500 troops to **** them.

　　Lassia Earl even more simply: "The soldiers of Zedi are not suitable for fighting in the north."

　　 Kessel V did not speak any more, just exhaled gently: "The Duke of the Guardian of the Cliff, and the Duke of the Guardian of the Blade Leader have not yet arrived, but I guess they, and the remaining four families, are probably the same. Attitude?"

　　As the nobles of the cliffs, Count Sorell and Count Dustan both turned their heads and said nothing.

　　, on the contrary, it was the beginning of the line and the merchants who were in the audience whispering-they were more worried about the coming war.

　　 "Do you return the stars like this?"

　　The Duke of the Northern Territory was pale, he stood up abruptly, pointing at the double cross star above his head, and said angrily: "This is the country where you swore allegiance to it, and it was once the greatest country in human history! Even if the Northern Territory is not yours. Territory, but there is also a cross double star flag floating on it! The same as your land!"

　　 "Lord Duke, I also fought for the stars five years ago," Earl Dustan said coldly: "As a result, in the Western Wilderness, I lost my eldest son forever-I guess you can't understand without a son... "

　　 "Shit!" Vaal glared, and suddenly turned his head: "My only daughter, the heir to the White Eagle, is now in the Broken Dragon Fortress on the border between the two countries, in the fortress flower-Sonia Suther Lord Ray’s commander! Her life and death depend on the outcome of the dragon and the stars!"

　　 Hearing this, Cohen couldn't help lowering his head, sighed, and looked at Raphael behind the Black Prophet.

　　 "Maybe there is no need to go to war, we can choose to negotiate-even if Exeter sends troops, it is only for profit." Duke Cullen shook his head and sighed.

　　 "Then force the Northern Territory to arch out of his territory?" Var is like a predator eagle, his sharp eyes staring at everyone who responds.

　　 "Now, we all know the chips and the number of troops in hand." At this time, Jann raised his head resolutely and looked at the king: "It depends on your majesty's will to fight or make peace."

　　 Everyone's eyes shot at Kessel instantly.

　　 Wall's gaze is eager and squinting, Cullen's gaze has a complicated smile, Cyril is playful, and Jane's gaze is flat as water.

　　 "So, this is my country?" Kessel slowly raised his head, his gaze was like a knife, cutting to every lord.

　　"The king can only bring his own standing army and direct vassals to face the soldiers of another country?"

　　 "Otherwise, I will represent the stars and accept their possible conditions humiliatingly?"

　　 Cyril Falkenhauser smiled and said: "Hey, there is no army, you can't fight, the royal dignity, you can't talk about it..."

　　 "It seems as Su Ye said," Kessel V sighed: "The kings are lonely people."

　　 At this time, a loud and angry voice came from the gate of the Hall of Stars!

　　 "Your Majesty, please retract this sentence!"

　　 "With us, you will never be alone!"

　　 "As aristocrats of stars, descendants of the empire, how can we retreat half a point?"

　　 In the sensation in the hall, a middle-aged nobleman whose left eye was covered by a terrible scar, dressed in a yellow-black cloak, painted a standing deer with horns, with coldness and arrogance, Step onto the six stone blocks.

　　The nobles in the field, including the civilians, partly began to applaud enthusiastically, while the other part sneered or shook their heads and sighed.

　　 While Duke Cullen showed a helpless smile, Val and Jann were both solemnly facing each other.

　　"Cyclops of South Trieste," Cyril Falkenhauser laughed, "I thought you would be here at night!"

　　City Lord of Junlin City, the Duke of the Guardian of the Cliff, Gust Nantriste has a serious expression on his face:

　　"Compared to this...Look at what you have done?"

　　 He kissed Kessel’s ring, but instead of sitting on the stone seat, he turned to Waldau:

　　 "Master Aaron, please don't worry!"

　　 "General Junlin City is coming out! Go north to Broken Dragon Fortress!"

　　 But under Val's surprised and complicated gaze, he immediately changed his conversation and looked at Kessel V:

　　 "Facing this nationwide war! As long as your Majesty can reassure followers-I can't think of any reason to shrink!"

　　Almost all the nobles in the field frowned.

　　 reassure followers?

　　 "Kost," Kessel V slowly said, "What do you mean?"

　　 "Your Majesty, don't you understand." Gusde sternly said: "A full-scale war is imminent, but the nobles are panicking and pushing back and forth!"

　　"In this situation, you are the only one, as our lord, who suffers from war and peace!"

　　 "This is not fair to you!"

　　 "But why do you think this is?"

　　Kost tightly closed his one eye, took a deep breath, and said firmly:

　　"The King of Iron Fists, Your Majesty Kessel!"

　　"Lords and nobles, dare not follow you!"

　　"The stars are all in fear...Twelve years since that tragedy, the bones of the former king have been buried! But we still don’t know what you are thinking!"

　　 "We don't know, what kind of king we are following!"

　　 For an instant, the nobles were silent.

　　 Gilbert and Gini frowned at the same time.

　　 Kessel squeezed the scepter lightly and looked at Gust with complicated expressions.

　　 But Kost still did not flinch and said: "We are all afraid of you-no one knows what kind of king, the last person of Canxing, who lives alone and has no scruples, will do Things are coming!"

　　"Not to mention, this is war!"

　　Kusde turned around, and his sharp one-eyed eye swept across each lord, saying every word:

　　 "Your Majesty! The blood is gone, but the stars are still there."

　　"But why do you have to bear the suspicion of the nobles even with an obvious choice of war?"

　　 Kessel V’s eyes grew colder.

　　 and the four dukes coincided with each other, avoiding his eyes.

　　 Kosde pointed to the double cross stars on the roof of the hall, and said loudly:

　　 "Your Majesty, for the benefit of the stars, for the dignity of the Star Royal Family, we cannot hesitate in this crisis!"

　　 "Therefore, Your Majesty, please spread the burden of the stars on our shoulders!"

　　"It is war or peace. Let all of us bear the cost of this decision."

　　 "If the stars are stable and the future is bright, the royal family will not be cut off-I think no one will shrink from such a national war!"

　　At this time, many people have already smelled something.

　　 Morat Hansen lowered his head and cocked his mouth silently.

　　 is here.

　　 is so fast.

　　Jane pinched the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes.

　　 is here.

　　 I hope it goes well.

　　 Cullen watched Kost's performance with a smile.

　　 is here.

　　 is interesting.

　　 Wall stared blankly at the Duke of the Cliff Guardian~IndoMTL.com~ gritted his teeth.

　　 Is this their purpose?

　　 Kai and I are both prey?

　　 the earls whispered to each other on the stone seat, some were worried, and some nodded frequently.

　　 There are only many civilians who are listening, still whispering in confusion.

　　 But everything in the Hall of Stars continues.

　　 "Your Majesty, you will be forty-eight years old soon!"

　　"On the eve of the war between the dragon and the stars!"

　　 All eyes were in sight, and I saw Gusd throwing off his cloak, with a cold face, waving his arms towards the nobles in the hall:

　　"Please choose the heir of the kingdom among us nobles!"

　　"Tell the nobles with your actions that you still care about the stability and survival of this kingdom, and you still trust these lords who are your arms!"

　　 "At that time, we will fight for the dignity of the stars! Fight for the glory of the stars!"

　　 "No complaints!"

　　 "Never flinch!"

　　 dead silence.

　　Absolutely dead silence.

　　 suffocating silence.

　　 No one dared to speak out first after these words.

　　 until a sharp and presumptuous laugh broke the silence.

　　"Hahaha..."

　　 Duke Falkenhauser opened his mouth wide, and under everyone's suspicious eyes, he laughed wildly with joy, his scattered teeth looked particularly terrifying:

　　"What is the name of the phrase in the Far East?"

　　 "Unfold the map, and the dagger is exposed?"

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