On the training ground, the veteran who had just returned from the battlefield was teaching the recruits with the wooden sticks in their hands how to line up and follow orders.

Cumberland stood at the entrance of the playground, his arms crossed, his face full of sadness.

"Even the little girls in our village who have just learned to walk can beat these men on the ground." Brunnhild chewed on some darkened biscuits and shook his head.

Cumberland glanced at the snack bag in her hand, frowned and said, "Still eating Old Camp's handmade cookies? It's been half a month, right?"

Brunhild stretched out his tongue, licked the crumbs of the cookies on his fingers, and sealed the snack bag: "Twilight West is so big, but you can never find such a delicious sweet."

Cumberland remembered the disappearing figure in the fire, sighed imperceptibly, and changed the subject: "What is your opinion on the training of these recruits?"

"Opinions?" Brynhild's ears heard the crying and begging of mercy from the recruits. She sipped: "These recruits recruited from the refugees are thin and weak. They can't even hold weapons. Stable, how do you go to the battlefield? According to the Beidao people, I will throw them all into the battlefield, the survivors will be incorporated into the army, and the dead will contribute nourishment to the land."

Cumberland turned his head, looked at the training ground and said in a deep voice: "The weakness of the body is not terrible. The barrenness of faith is the source of uselessness. The Knights of Twisie are fighting for the kingdom and freedom, and the group of people in front of them, join in. The army is just eating it for food."

Cumberland turned and walked out of the training ground.

"Don't you watch it anymore?"

"It's no longer necessary to read it anymore. It's a matter of urgency. I need to find someone to discuss it."

After walking through the bustling crowd, Cumberland looked towards the crowded street and sighed secretly in his heart that the war had only just ended for half a month, and the city had regained its past prosperity, as if nothing had happened.

The soldiers on patrol recognized the captain of the Twilight Knights and bowed to salute. Cumberland nodded and quickened his pace.

When he walked to the door of a small building, Cumberland was just about to open the door. A middle-aged woman carrying a suitcase rushed out and ran into the old knight full of emotions.

Seeing who was outside, the woman immediately complained loudly: "My lord! I can't do this job. Even if you give me a higher salary, I won't do it!"

Cumberland endured the loud voice of the other party and asked, "What's the matter?"

"You'll know if you go in and take a look!" The middle-aged woman tightened the straps of her bag, and left the door without looking back.

Cumberland watched the opponent leave, turned and pushed the door open.

The stench of heavy alcohol, mold, and vomit hit his face, and Cumberland subconsciously took a step back, settled, and then walked in again.

In broad daylight, all the windows of the room were tightly closed, and the thick curtains were deliberately fixed with wooden clips. Cumberland groped in the darkness while kicking down countless empty wine bottles on the ground. , Stumbled to the innermost bedroom.

"Old tortoise, what have you done? This is the fifth servant woman who has been annoyed by you!"

Hearing Cumberland's reprimand, sitting on the floor in the corner, holding a half-full bottle of red wine in his arms, Earl Emerson, with a haggard face and dark eyes, waved his hand and motioned to the other party to leave him alone.

Cumberland looked at the filth covered with this old friend, and stopped getting angry. He grabbed the hem of the curtain with both hands, and pulled the whole curtain to the ground.

The dazzling sunlight cast into the room, Emerson threw away the wine bottle, covered his eyes with his arms, and yelled in dissatisfaction.

Cumberland knelt down, grabbed the other's collar, and said fiercely: "I rescued you because I want you to cheer up, not to keep you company with alcohol and commit suicide all the time!"

The unshaven Emerson looked into the eyes of the old knight and said coldly: "At the beginning, no one came to ask you to save me. Everything was your own opinion, you bastard..."

Cumberland's eyes rounded, grabbing Emerson by the collar, ignoring the opponent's protest and struggle, dragging him all the way on the ground and walking into the storage room in the back.

Lifting the lid of the water storage bucket, Cumberland scooped up clean water with a tub, and poured it all over Emerson's head.

The water was cold and the clothes were thin. Before Emerson, who was nearly fifty years old, his teeth began to tremble before he even came to swear.

Cumberland smashed the tub in his hand to pieces with a punch, squatted down again, and yelled at Emerson: "I save you because you are valuable! If you really intend to give up on yourself, you might as well ride your horse toward the southern forest. Go, the wild wolves there can help you get free faster!"

Emerson looked at the furious old knight, and laughed: "I know what you want me to do. But have you ever thought that the so-called kingdoms are the same, and they rise up today and perish tomorrow. In the end, they will be in the long river of history. , It’s hard to see a wave."

Cumberland found a clean linen in the storage room and threw it to Emerson: "I told you a long time ago that the Kingdom of Muxi is different. There are no hypocritical nobles and no races here. Discrimination, everything here is organized and full of life."

"No, you are just wrong. The Muxi Kingdom is not much better than the Silver Ring Kingdom." Emerson took the linen cloth and wiped his hair casually: "Tell me, for a kingdom, what most important?"

Cumberland glanced at Emerson: "Army?"

"Fart! From when we knew each other, you knew about war every day! If the kingdom survives war, it will be destroyed sooner or later! Economy, religion, people's livelihood, diplomacy, and military are the most important things for a kingdom to develop. Elements..."

Cumberland shook his head and whispered: "As you say, everything is important, isn't it over?"

Emerson threw the burlap on Cumberland's face and said loudly, "I haven't finished my words yet!"

"Why do I say that Muxi Kingdom is in a terrible situation now? Let’s take a look separately, let’s talk about the economy first. I calculated the production capacity of Muxi Town and the refugees outside the city. Obviously, the population has exceeded 50,000, but The level of consumption within the kingdom has never been mentioned. Most of the goods produced depend on trade for digestion. But have you ever thought about it, if the main trade partner of the Kingdom of West-the Southern Empire, in order to protect its own industry, restrictions and even restrictions It’s a ban on imports. What should you do? Pour the excess red wine into the sea?"

"Look at religion again. The Muxi Kingdom is obviously based on Heavenly Father’s religion as the foundation of life, but it has accepted a large number of messy heretics. I will help you count the North Islanders who believe in the gods of Asgard and believe in ancient The barbarians of the gods, the aliens who believe in the unified **** of Tyrol, and the scholars who shout atheism every day. Religious conflicts and factional conflicts are intertwined, and it seems that there is no major issue now, but it is completely dependent on the king's individual Charm, to suppress. If this continues, one day religious conflicts will explode.

"Then the people's livelihood. Cumberland, you stand on the hills of Twilight City and take a look at the city, you will understand what the problem is. There are workshops and shops everywhere, do you think something is missing? Damn it! What about the farmland?! Most of the food supply in Twilight City actually depends on imports! Have you ever thought that this kind of imported low-priced food completely suppresses the enthusiasm of farmers, forcing them to abandon farming and switch to production or Doing business! Do you know what this means? If I were an enemy of the kingdom, I would only need to send out a fleet disguised as a pirate, block sea trade channels, or sweep the food market on a large scale. In less than a month, I don’t need a single soldier. Pawn, the Muxi Kingdom with soaring food prices will fall apart on its own!"

"Next is diplomacy. Oh, diplomacy, is there diplomacy in Twilight?! Since the establishment of the kingdom, how many diplomatic envoys have you sent, and how many countries have you established diplomatic offices? Zero eggs! Defeated the barbarians and the silver ring coalition forces ~lightnovelpub.net~ You are complacent, but you don’t know that this victory has pushed the Kingdom of Muxi into the abyss! The Kingdom of Silver Ring has perished, the barbarian army has retreated, and the Church of Heavenly Father is finally able to free up and clean up the Knights of Muxi The regiment. Let me think about it, depriving the king of membership, declaring the Knights’ membership invalid, initiating crusade against official documents, and even sending troops directly, the church can do anything!"

"And the military! Cumberland, I don’t know what you taught King Mursey? The supremacy of force?! The theory of national power plundering?! Remember, no matter how good your theory is, you can at most Cultivate a general, but it is definitely not suitable for a monarch! War is a continuation of politics and a bargaining chip for diplomacy! It is a foolish act to ruin the kingdom for the sake of petty profit and not paying attention to the overall situation!"

With a deep sigh, Cumberland covered his forehead with his hand: "Old tortoise, come and see your Majesty. As I said before, he needs you, and the Kingdom of Muxi needs you."

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