Chapter 560 Of course--No

"The girl got help."

Thordor Reid came straight to the point:

"When she disappeared on the battlefield and her life and death were unknown."

The doubts of the Yuqian meeting disappeared partly, but more problems followed.

"help?"

The Viscount Connie smiled and laughed a bit:

"Shouldn't it be a dragon?"

Thales thought about it, thinking of the unkempt face, where the silly little slider sat in the ruins, and silently stared at the scene with the huge and beautiful dragon head.

But Viscount Connie soon discovered that no one was supporting his joke.

On the contrary, the always smiling Duke of Columbine had a stagnant face, and Treasurer Joko Man looked ugly.

The Minister of Agriculture and Animal Husbandry, Crappen, awakened from his sleepy eyes again, and his eyes were suspicious.

Sitting next to Gilbert, Taylors endured the curiosity and eagerness of his heart, devoted himself to seeing the former Foreign Secretary hurriedly reading through the materials in his hand.

At the end of the long table, the figure of the king was motionless, like a stone carving.

The whole Yuqian meeting seemed extremely silent.

Connie Connie's smile gradually converged.

"Do not."

In a silence, the consultant Sodow finally settled, ending the embarrassment of Viscount Connie:

"It's bitter people."

The military advisor supported the table with both hands, looking at everyone.

Tells felt that after Thoreau said "no", most of the ministers present were relieved.

"The local Xitao bitters."

Thoreau frowned, his palms passing over the road towns on the map, and patted lightly in the empty space without chess pieces.

"They helped the Grand Duke and made her survive from the battlefield."

"And finally gather and retrieve some of the elite belonging to Longxiao City."

The military adviser grabbed a few white chess pieces off the map and returned to the White Queen.

Tells was in a good mood.

Therefore, Selma got the help of locals and passed the sinister battlefield safely.

But then he felt strange.

"Wait, Earl Casso didn't say that," Viscount Connie asked doubtfully.

"Surier Walton once slaughtered the Liberty Fort, and the hatred of the people of the Freedom Alliance is deep in the sea? If the bitter people knew the identity of the Grand Duke, why did they ...

Many people looked to Gilbert.

The former Foreign Secretary held his glasses, which looked a little unsightly, and the movement of reading the information became faster and faster:

"About this-sorry, give me a few seconds-I remember on these pages ..."

Thoreau coughed and looked at the occult person.

The scar-faced man came forward calmly and relieved Gilbert's embarrassment:

"Mysterious subjects thought the same from the beginning-the bitter people of the Freedom League and the people of the North will live and die."

"It was only later discovered that the information at hand was incomplete."

"So I quickly approached the local intelligence station, and then supported each other with the historical data of the Foreign Affairs Department."

The former Foreign Secretary finally turned to the page he needed. He exhaled and took the lead:

"Cough, monarchs, the national conditions of the Freedom League are more special."

Gilbert looked up and turned back to the cunning fox that Taylors was familiar with:

"In fact, unlike the poor people of Qiyuan City, most of the free people of the Free Alliance-especially the part that Thordot talked about-mainly live in the suburbs and the countryside. They are in low status, poor, and discriminated against. , Even if he enters the Freedom Castle to discuss his life, he still does the most inferior work. "

"It is true that they have a deep hatred against them, instead of the northern invaders who are staring at the nobles, but the upper class living in the Freedom Castle."

Tells frowned. He remembered that Rooney Jr. had hinted to him that bitterness is one of the problems faced by Qiyuan City, but he never knew that the problem of bitterness was more than just a corner of Qiyuan City.

"A bit ... complicated?" Viscount Connie asked him.

"Do not."

Everyone was straight, looking at the person who spoke.

"Not complicated at all."

King Kessel stared at the ring in his hand, turning his eyes on the brass-colored luster:

"Like what happened last night."

last night.

The Yuqian meeting came to a halt.

Thales subconsciously tilted his head, avoiding everyone's intentional or unintentional look.

Gilbert's words sounded at the right time to attract everyone's attention and ease the atmosphere:

"Hundreds of years ago, the Commas Alliance implemented the strategy of" One Hundred Nations Business Road "and its power expanded eastward, and the entire Golden Corridor was turbulent."

"At that time, Exeter was ruled by the soon-to-be-successful" Broken Steel "Nunn VI. He played back and forth with the Commas and finally reached a compromise: to foster local forces at the eastern end of the Golden Corridor and establish an Road, but still the kingdom of Exeter. "

The consultant Tudor frowned:

"Freedom League."

Kilber nodded:

"As an intermediate product of the compromise between the two great powers, the structure of the Freedom League is already deformed: its source of power and ruling foundation are not inside and outside, but only the highest, and it has developed in the gap between the great powers through the profit of business . "

Gilbert turned a page and was particularly serious:

"After nearly a hundred years of rule, the senior officials and their noble families in the Freedom Fort, although they have the same blood as the bitter people, are used to being high, exploiting business, holding the position, enjoying the privileges, and not ignoring themselves for a long time. Seen as a part of the bitter people. "

Thales let go of it.

It turns out so.

The real reality is far more complicated and specific than the dry sentence in the book "Freedom Alliance lives in the west of praying, east of the good stream, and enjoys business profits".

As for Selma, what she has to face is also more difficult than what I have to face.

"So, the lower-level bitter people in the alliance are actually local forces that can be wooed to fight against the high-level inside the Freedom Castle."

Prime Minister Cullen scratched his chin and looked stern:

"It's just that in the past few decades, the eyes of the Northerners have stayed on the nobles in the castle, on the regime that they compromised and supported with the Commas?"

Gilbert sighed:

"Not to mention subdividing the bitter people and the nobles ... to be precise, the entire Freedom League has not been taken by the Northerners in the past decades."

The former Foreign Secretary frowned: Even us, who were shocked after the report of the war, hurried to update the information?

Thales converged in a good mood, but couldn't stop another doubt.

But what about Selma ...

"So, the girl got a few waves of support from the underprivileged people, but ..."

"Money Bag" Juke Man squinted and asked:

"We are talking about real swords and real guns, costly and costly wars, not logging and wasteland cultivation.

"A group of poor people in ragged clothes can really help her win?"

This question asked everyone's most doubtful points. Even though all the monarchs here are well-conserved, they still can't help leaning forward to answer.

"No."

Thoreau's answer, as always, was resolutely popular:

"But at least I can give her a channel for the inferior people who do the hard work, and sneak into the channel of Fort Freedom."

Tells jumped.

"According to our information, one night after the Liberal League victory back to the division, the eldest granddaughter guards around her led by the Grand Duke of Longxiao City-many of them were white blade guards in the era of King Nun-quietly invaded The inner city of Fort Freedom. "

Taylor unknowingly leaned forward, joined the ranks of the seats, staring at the white chess.

Thordor Reid leaned down and pushed the special white queen against the momentum but irresistibly pushed to Freedom Castle on the battlefield where White chess retreated from Black chess.

It's like finally piercing the sky through the cloud mist.

"With the help of the guides of the bitter people, she captured all the high-level members of the Freedom League with the military strength of hundreds of people without any blood."

"The curtain is drawn for the whole war."

Thoreau's voice fell.

The Yuqian meeting exclaimed a little wow.

Only Thales bit his lower lip.

He imagined the scene that night.

A small amount of elite, infiltrated secretly, invincible, and captured the high ...

Sounds ...

Very familiar.

Tells was a little fascinated.

It seems that six years ago, he learned more than Chaman Rumba's madness.

"Up to the elder governor, down to the bureaucratic general."

Thoreau was methodical, pushing down one by one the few black chess pieces left in the Freedom Castle:

"Including the most critical Josh Kenya, and the young fame Ivan Polado."

"No one is falling."

"It's all over."

"Overnight in prison."

Thoreau retracted his finger, looked at the only white queen standing on the battlefield, and sighed:

"Just when they were immersed in the victory and completely lost their vigilance."

The Yuqian meeting experienced a momentary silence.

"what?"

After a while, Viscount Connie spoke out incredulously, staring at the map of chess pieces:

"Dare to love this war is to set off against each other, to see who is more stupid than anyone?"

He was ridiculous, not knowing whether to ridicule or sigh.

The rest of the people share the same feeling.

"If you go through the example of battle, your Viscount, you may find that this is true of many wars in history."

Thordor answered coldly, obviously in a bad mood:

"A lot of times, the outcome of the war is not because of how powerful the victorious side ..."

"It's thanks to how stupid the loser is."

Thoreau bowed his head.

Moreover, the factors involved in the war are complex, too much chaos, too much accident, too much unknown.

Even if we were sitting here, it would be great if we talked on the paper.

If you come out in person and face reality ...

It's probably not much better.

"At least, the Northlanders won the Fort Liberty," Gilbert sighed, playing the round field intentionally or unintentionally:

"I didn't embarrass the name of" Invincible "."

Tells breathed out inexplicably.

Duke Cullen raised his head and asked:

"So she captured the high level and took control of the inner city, but the rest of the soldiers and civilians in Fort Liberty ..."

Thoreau nodded and turned to the scarred man.

The person from the secret department respectfully approached:

"As Kierkegaard was rescued, soon, the remnants of Longxiao City were reorganized and the chain was restored."

"In addition to the help of the bitter people, they entered the city in batches within a few days and joined the female grandfather."

"Finally, the Fort Freedom was won."

Thoreau took the talk:

"In this way, when Qi Yuan defeated and resigned, and when Exeter was going away, the Dragon Army suddenly emerged and reversed the situation."

"Shocked everyone."

"Big Soldier" closed his mouth and there was silence around the table.

Everyone is feeling the aftertaste of the battle on the table, immersed in different emotions, and it is difficult to recover for a while.

"Humph."

Juko Man snorted dismissively as the gray-headed treasurer:

"On the battlefield, it's a mess, and it's up to a lady to steal chickens and dogs to save the situation."

"Even if he wins the war, Exeter loses his face, fearing that he will become a laughing stock."

Everyone in the room had a mixed mood and no one answered.

Until a young voice sounded:

"Master Man, this room is called the Ballard Room, right?"

The emperors of the imperial court turned back together, and they were surprised to find that the person who was speaking was the first time to participate in the meeting. He has always been cautious and has never taken the initiative to speak.

Juke Man did n’t dare to neglect, and sat down:

"Of course, Your Highness, this is the great Ballard room, so?"

Tells looked at him for a while, before squinting and smiling:

"It's nothing."

"Let's talk back to that, it's up to the ladies to save the country from laughing stock."

Juke Man was confused.

Those present have different looks.

Only Gilbert coughed a little and gestured to Tells with his eyes, and the latter leaned back and stopped speaking.

"That girl does more than that."

Thoreau's words brought everyone back to the battle.

The military advisor raised his head and motioned to the scarred man beside him: "The secret department has more detailed information."

The secret agent's spies bowed and changed a file:

"Fortress of Liberty fell, high-level prisoners captured, the army disarmed ..."

"The female Grand Duke of Longxiao City holding the winning ticket ordered: starting from the governor of the alliance, these captives, the contractors of the free alliance, senior veteran officials, general soldiers, one will not fall ...

The scarred man ’s eyes lifted from the paper, revealing a sharp look:

"All sent to the guillotine."

Tyres breathed.

what?

The princes at the meeting whispered.

"Again?"

Prime Minister Cullen frowned:

"It is worthy of the bloodline of Nunn and Surier. He has a fierce heart and a fierce means, not inferior to his father and grandfather."

"Women, you know," Juke Man exhaled:

"I have always been small-minded and have a narrow pattern. The baht must be compared, and the eye must be reported."

"The loss is so great that it's the same way I changed," Viscount Connie sighed:

"At least she was very simple and did not torture them."

Tells didn't speak, he just frowned.

"How many?"

Gilbert turned his head and interrupted the discussion on the long table:

"How many people did she kill?"

The mysterious scar-faced weirdo glanced at the adults.

He was expressionless, just changed a piece of paper and read an unexpected number:

"zero."

The entire Ballard room was suddenly quiet.

The adults stared and opened their mouths in disbelief, and spent several seconds digesting this information.

In an angle invisible to others, Taylors slightly bent the corner of his mouth.

"Why, what?"

The scar-faced man nodded and admitted.

"On the guillotine, the cutting edge will fall."

"The granddaughter takes off her helmet and takes off her armor."

The scarred man's words are steady and natural, but he has a different kind of power, telling the legend thousands of miles away:

"The little girl left the army and walked to the front of the stage, announcing to the people who were shaking."

The secret department came to change a piece of paper, and the adults present were fully absorbed with emotions of surprise, doubt, disdain, vigilance, etc.

"She said that there were enough dead people in this war."

"The blood shed by both sides is enough."

The ministers looked at each other hard to understand.

"She said that the lives and lives of thousands of people, families and children without hundreds of surnames, should not pay for the selfishness and self-mistakes of the few high-ranking people."

Scarface man raised his head:

"She said that someone had told her."

"War cannot bring peace, just like death cannot pay for life."

Tells looked.

"And she, the ruler of Longxiao City, will not repeat the mistakes of her grandfather and father."

At the end of the long table, the king moved abruptly. He lifted his head and showed his eyes in the shadow of the backlight.

"In the midst of the public debate, in front of everyone, the Grand Duke forgave and forgive the prisoners of war on the guillotine, and untied their shackles one by one, and finally lifted up the heart of Ivan Bolado with his own hands ,tell him……"

The scar-faced man changed the next file with a solemn tone:

"‘ On the battlefield, you hurt my people, but in reply, ‘Surprise Ivan’, I will forgive your life in exchange for the end of war and hatred. ’"

The secret agent's voice fell.

There was silence again in the meeting room.

After a few seconds, the sighed Taylors sighed with emotion, intentionally or unintentionally:

"Small mind, narrow pattern?"

Juke Mann ’s expression became unnatural.

"absurd!"

Viscount Connie couldn't help speaking:

"Women's benevolence! Dare to return the tiger to the mountain in a foreign land, waiting for her to perish ..."

But before he finished talking, the secret agents would open the next document:

"The Grand Duke also issued a" Peace Order "in public."

"The entire army of Longxiao City, whether generals or soldiers, shall not kill or abuse prisoners of war, harass and loot residential houses, impede public order, or obstruct the order of the people's livelihood while stationed in Freedom Castle.

Scarface man raised his head:

"If there is an offender, she will be severely punished in the name of killing the soul with a dragon gun."

As soon as this remark came out, not only Viscount Connie, but also Duke Cullen was startled.

"No way?"

The Prime Minister frowned:

"Then her vassals, can her army endure? How can she satisfy their greed? Why do they spend money and travel on mountains and rivers? Traveling to see the scenery? They are dead and wounded, how do they even out?"

"She really thought that without killing dozens of leaders as an example, the people of the Freedom League would obediently obey? No smart people under her would stand up against her?"

The imperial ministers whispered to each other, and many were equally difficult to understand.

Thoreau's words rang smoothly:

"After the previous disastrous defeat, and facing the prestige of the female granddaughter in this campaign, I guess that the people under her no longer have the courage to object."

The secret face nodded:

"As a deputy coach, Kierkegaard, who is in the highest rank, was the first to kneel and listen to the order."

"The rest followed suit."

"Don't be suspicious."

Tells was in a trance, as if he had returned to the hearing day in the Hall of Heroes, where Selma was crying weakly, but her vassals all looked cold and unmoved.

"As for Freedom Castle ..."

Scarface read his information:

"The Grand Duke strongly recommends that the governor of the alliance allow the veterans of the alliance to take out their savings and donate land to help the suffering people in order to alleviate the difficulties."

"Even the law was adjusted, the duty tax was reduced and exempted, the court was reset, and the case was reviewed."

"By the way, solve the" food and housing problems "of the Longxiao City troops."

As soon as this remark came, Gilbert took a deep breath next to Tyers, his eyes complex.

"She?" Recommendation "Alliance Governor," Recommendation "group of elders?"

Juke Manhey said twice:

"Hah, either the female Grand Duke's attitude is sincerely touching, or the elders of the League have noble morals and listen to people persuading ..."

"It's not clear," Gilbert said quietly.

"But I guess, both the sword in her hand and the blade on the guillotine must be sharp."

"In the beginning, some people were not very enthusiastic, and it was against the suggestion that Yang Fengyin was violent," the scared man frowned.

"So later, the Grand Duke sent meteorites to talk sincerely with the elders ..."

Talk to the meteorite ...

Thales only felt a phantom pain in his left wrist.

"It is said that some people were said to be" shame and found shame and died "by the eloquence of the meteorite, and the rest were ..."

Mysterious spies raised their heads and concluded, respectfully retreating:

"I am more enthusiastic."

The Yuqian princes exchanged an "Oh" clear look.

"It's another change of laws and a court," Connie frowned at the Commerce and Trade Minister:

"Why didn't she put the red dragon flag on the black background directly into the city, and then sealed it to a trustworthy Northlander, declaring that Freedom Castle would be included in Exeter from now on."

Tells smiled.

"Because she, or the people under her, are smart enough."

Gilbert looked dignified:

"Know the trade-offs to advance and retreat in order to seek benefits and avoid harm."

"In this way, when she occupied, she did not have to bear the burden and pressure of rule."

"When you leave, you will only reap endless memories and fame."

Boom.

The king's finger tapped on the long table, and everyone was startled.

But he said nothing, but continued to look at the military adviser.

Thoreau got the signal and cleared his throat:

"In short, with this order, the bitter people all cheered."

"The veterans of the Alliance are mostly emotionally stable."

"The armies of Longxiao City have also been appeased."

"In this way, the Grand Duchess of Walton and the combination of hardship and mercy, plus the previous battle losses, the Freedom Castle, which was the end of the crossbow, lost its last resistance and will.

With a complex sigh, Thoreau looked at the white chess standing tall:

"Mrs. Fiery Blood" effortlessly won the city peacefully. "

Unconsciously, Tyers pursed his lips.

But he knew that it must be far from "effortless".

"Lady Fiery?"

Viscount Connie frowned:

"Really?"

Thoreau snorted:

"That's what everyone calls her, or do you want me to call her" Ms. Zhenlong "?"

Connie smiled and said nothing.

Thoreau continued:

"Because the capital is trapped, and the bitter people are surging, the other towns of the Liberty League have no fighting spirit and look down on the wind."

"The Exter, defeated in such a dramatic way."

The military advisor slowly sat down and no longer moved the chess pieces that had been set.

The "money bag" minister coughed:

"My question is, she was lost on the battlefield and far away from her home country. It was at the most desolate time that she had no soldiers and no money. How did she get the support of those who live in a strange land?

"You can't recommend pillows by yourself, sleep them all?"

Tells glanced at Joker Man blankly.

This adult is really old ...

In fact, you might as well retire early.

He thought so.

The secret agent's spies stepped forward again.

"I don't know, but we found out that the name of" Blazing True Dragon "came from the mouths of these bitter people, and then spread to the northerners."

Connie wondered:

"Why is this nickname?"

"She set herself on fire, then stood in a carriage and hurled into the city?"

The scarred man shook his head.

"There are various versions of the argument. Some people said that they witnessed the flying dragon descend and took the city for her ..."

Connie frowned:

"Really a dragon?"

But he noticed that many ministers present were shaking his head at him.

"impossible."

Thordor Reid spoke again, and seemed a little annoyed:

"You may have just entered the Yuqian meeting, Viscount Connie, so I don't know yet."

"But according to the secret agreement between John the Black Eye and the entire Exeter Kingdom hundreds of years ago," the military adviser Lengheng said:

"The Queen of Sky as an extraordinary existence will only intervene in the world when the disaster reappears."

"Otherwise, we turned to ashes five hundred years ago."

Gilbert coughed and reminded his old friends to pay attention to the words.

"Just the disaster? I mean, it clearly appeared in Longxiao six years ago--"

Viscount Connie wanted to understand what his face was a bit sallow.

"Oh, oh, it turns out ..."

Thales thought about the scene where he danced with the dragon six years ago, remembering that the queen of the sky told him "you have a good name for the dragon", and couldn't help glancing at King Kessel in the distance.

But it is a pity that the king is still as stable as a stone carving, and his lines are still.

"Of course, Lord Connie," the secret-faced scared man said wisely:

"For hundreds of years, we have also been vigilant about the possibility of the dragon breaking the oath."

"However, so far everything is fine."

Connie nodded awkwardly.

The scarred man continued:

"As for the grand prince ’s nickname, some people said that she could drown her enemies with blood, and that she could take off her clothes to spread the dragon wings, fan the gusty wind, and even said that she was howling to the sky on a full moon Sound, you can become a dragon ... "

"That night of the full moon, that's the legendary werewolf," listening to these statements became more and more outrageous, Thoreau could not help interrupting:

"It has long been killed by the" wolf enemy "with long-lived hunters."

Secret agent spies understood the meaning of the military adviser, no longer recite information, and summarized the situation:

"So these are not credible."

"Why does this nickname come out, it is still confusing."

The ministers whispered again, and Tells noticed that Gilbert showed an interrogative look to Deputy Bishop Stelianides, who shook his head.

It is now.

"What kind of girl is that?"

A thick, thunderous voice sounded, and the servants stopped to discuss and looked at the end of the long table.

The scarred man bowed to the king's shadow:

"According to our information, her parents when she was one year old ..."

But he was immediately interrupted:

"Tears."

The king ’s voice came slowly, making Taylors excited:

"I'm asking you."

Juke Mann shined:

"Yes, His Royal Highness has lived in Longxiao City for six years, and he must be familiar with her, maybe he is still friends ..."

But the Treasurer immediately thought about the scene where Prince Fangcai interrupted himself.

Having figured out the causes and consequences, Qiu Ke suddenly turned pale, quickly bowed his head and dared not speak again.

What kind of girl is that?

Was it the little girl in the library who was holding her glasses and her eyes shiny, or the little girl in the ragged and shivering in the Ying Ling Palace?

Was that little girl clenching her teeth in the ruins and trying to drag herself? Or is it the heroine in the hero hall who glared and screamed and shouted?

In an instant, Tells had mixed feelings.

Duke Xinghu took a deep breath, and then looked at the end of the long table, facing the pair of eyes with extraordinary significance.

"The girl, looks calm and gentle, safe and harmless," the prince said quietly:

"Even sometimes, it looks a little ... dull."

"But little ... Selma?"

Thinking of the scene where the girl refused to follow him, Tyers lowered his head and bent the corner of his mouth unconsciously.

Gilbert frowned.

"She is a real fighter."

After recalling the past, Tells raised his head and said very firmly:

"No matter what you face."

"Disaster, dragon, or ... the king."

Ministers whispered around.

Until the other side of the long table, the king made a cold voice:

"Is it."

Tells slightly: Gilbert's elbow touched him lightly.

The second prince reacted and coughed:

"Cough ... I mean, she may be a tough enemy, and of course, a potential ally."

Facing the examination of the whole table, Tells said seriously:

"Fortunately, my relationship with her is not bad ... I mean, I can talk to her."

The princes looked at each other.

The king was silent for a while before speaking:

"Do you have any handle for her?"

Tells frowned.

"There should be," he said unchanged.

"I go back and think about it."

Tells couldn't see King Kessel's face, but the other party's voice remained steady:

"Can she be our ally?"

Tells' eyes lit up:

"of course."

"She has real power in Longxiao City, not a puppet of her vassals?"

"of course."

"Have you ever slept with her?"

"of course--"

Ok?

His face changed before the voice fell, and he quickly took the second sentence:

"--No."

The long table was quiet for a moment.

Somehow, in the face of the many unclear gazes in the conference room, Tells felt some fever in his face.

After a few seconds, the king looked away from him.

Only a strange nasal sound is left for the teenager:

"Humph."

"No sword, no sword, have you touched the fish these days?"

"of course not!"

(End of this chapter)