Chapter 565

Tells' embarrassment seemed contagious.

At least, the air in Ballard's room froze for a while.

It was exactly the time that the king's eyes stayed on him.

"So this is all."

Fortunately, King Kessel looked away and spoke again:

"Suo Duo?"

The air started to flow again.

Taylors breathed a sigh of relief, avoiding the eyes of others.

Thankfully, they didn't keep asking.

Maybe, he should n’t say so much about the little slider?

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Military adviser, Thordor Reid bowed and replied:

"All the military information we need to know about Northland is here."

In the dim room, the Yuqian meeting restored the normal working atmosphere:

Prime Minister Columbine shook his head thoughtfully, military adviser Thoreau looked serious, and Viscount Connie, who was in charge of commerce, and Treasurer Joker Man whispered something.

Lord Clapham, the Minister of Agriculture and Animal Husbandry, continued to stun the world with two eyes, while Bishop Stelianides did not say a word, but he still listened carefully.

Thales maintained the gentle smile and elegant sitting posture of the Duke of Star Lake, low-key and decent.

Only the figure of the king was unmoved, and the stability was better than an unextinguishable lamp behind him.

"Kilbert?"

The iron-fisted king's eyes flashed faintly, sweeping towards the map and chess pieces on the table.

The former Foreign Secretary had expected it and raised his glasses without hesitation:

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Gilbert reopened his notebook:

"Thanks to the cooperation of my colleagues in Secret Science and the sharing of battle reports between Master Sodow and the Military Department, after understanding all the details, the Department of Foreign Affairs has made a new judgment on the post-war situation."

He cleared his throat:

"The general conclusion is: although the scene wins, but ..."

The eyes of Xingchen Cunning Fox flashed:

"Exter is never a winner."

Tells' eyes moved.

"First of all, without the consumption and containment of the other two cities, Longxiao City won't be so easy to win Freedom Castle."

Gilbert pointed to the black and white pieces on the long table:

"But now, the fame and fortune, the city and the land, the good things are all occupied by the Yingling Palace."

"On the contrary, the city of Qiyuan and the city of guard were defeated and mocked."

The participants' expressions were abrupt and their hearts clear.

“And do n’t forget the‘ Peace Order ’issued by the Grand Duke,” Thordor added coldly:

"And her generous 'forgiveness' of the prisoners of war, as opposed to the Ronnie and Lecco families, who suffered heavy losses and had no gains ..."

Tells was uneasy when he remembered the sturdy Duke Ronnie and the old and firm Duke Lecco.

"There are still bitter people."

Kilber nodded characteristically and added something to the notes in his writing:

"Ms. Fiery Blood was helped by the bitter people of Fort Freedom in this battle, and even opened their eyes in return for them after the war-do n’t forget, they are also from the Northland, praying for the long sufferings of the city Ethnic groups exercise high-pressure rule. "

Gilbert looked up.

"Everyone, in summary, we have reason to believe," the cunning fox of the stars narrowed its eyes behind the frame:

"After this battle, whether it is interests, ideas, fame or position, Longxiao City will inevitably be with the-headed by Qiyuan City-the Dragon Blood Party.

Hearing the unfamiliar title, the king frowned:

"Dragon Blood Party?"

There was a stalk in Tells' heart.

Dragon blood.

This is definitely not his favorite phrase.

Faced with the doubts of his colleagues here, Kilber nodded characteristically.

"In the past two months, Chaman Wang has cleared the black sand collars and has no mercy in eradicating dissidents."

"Corresponding to this, the opponents in the black sand collar are famous for their masters, shouting the slogan: Don't forget the blood of the dragon, feeling the first king Ende."

The blood of the dragon, the first king Ende.

Tells recalled the sound and smile of the Born King, and he felt mixed for a while.

"They said that as long as they stand up against King Chaman, you are a real Northlander and a member of Dragon Blood who cherishes brotherhood."

Gilbert said:

"So there is no need to mention Longxiao City. The clear-cut Qiyuan City and the Guard City are also included. They are called the Dragon Blood Party by the Exeters, as opposed to the 'Black Sand Party' supporting King Chaman."

The king snorted softly, without discerning emotions.

The Dragon Blood Party, opposed the king, missed the king, cherished brotherhood ...

Tells sighed.

People who come up with this slogan and address ...

The Viscount Connie, who traveled all over the country and was well informed, told the prince what he thought:

"Ha, the hint here is really vicious."

"The rumors and titles are powerful, and everyone needs to know that they are eloquent," Prime Minister Coulomb sighed, and said:

"But how do I always feel that this is the handwriting of the Kingdom Secret?"

He looked at the scarred man.

The secret messenger salutes:

"Sir Prime Minister, you have overestimated us. The public opinion in the north is surging. How can the secret department be able to control it."

But he smiled slightly, and the scar on his face was twisted:

"But indeed, when the voice is rising, I can't say that our people did not play a corresponding role."

Duke Cullen made a strange expression.

Ok.

Looking at the secretives, Tells raised his eyebrows:

Chaman Rumba probably missed a good reputation in his life.

"So, Longxiao City is no longer welcomed by the Dragon Blood Party-how to listen and how strange-this means that the Waltons will join the Rumba party?

The Viscount Connie returned to the topic, wondering:

"Even if their hatred is deep like a sea?"

Gilbert shook his head:

"Not really."

"After careful analysis, the Foreign Affairs Department believes that Longxiao City is likely to be free from the anti-king struggle, neither being seen by the Dragon Blood Party nor being friendly to the Hesha Party, but like Fengzhaocheng ,stay neutral."

Military adviser Thordo snorted:

"Then they are not pleased at both ends, and they are not human."

Gilbert nodded and shook his head:

"But he is also outside the storm, and Quan Zuo sits on the wall."

"With the size and status of Longxiao City, plus the natural contempt of the Grand Duke on the female ruler, the Ying Ling Palace may not be able to benefit from it."

"Our northern neighbor staged it, and it will no longer be the showdown between the Black Sands and the Dragon Blood Party in the past six years."

Tells listened to the teacher's analysis and was relieved.

Although all the kings of Longxiao City were unhappy with King Chaman, Selma and the Earl of Risbane witnessed the night of the Dragon Blood with their own eyes.

Fortunately, the Palace of Heroes was not impulsive.

They chose the path that suits them best.

Connie Connie thought about opening:

"That is to say, after this battle, Exeter was even more chaotic? In the face of any issue, are there at least three parties to the saw?"

"At present, this is indeed the case." Gilbert said.

"Very good," Juke Mann said in front of him:

"The triangle chair is always more stable than the two-wheeled vehicle."

Lord Crappen, who had been out of the wanderer's body, recovered and breathed out:

"Finally, the **** Northlanders have today."

The atmosphere at the Yuqian meeting was much better, and the ministers were excited.

But the king remained still.

Until Gilbert shook his head, pouring cold water on everyone's emotions:

"But we can't be too optimistic."

"The confusion is even greater, which means that conflicts have intensified and the struggle has intensified."

The former Foreign Secretary was wary:

"It means going further towards the end."

Prime Minister Coolon thought deeply:

"ending?"

Kilber nodded characteristically:

"Two hundred years ago, Exeter ushered in the mourning disaster: Tan En rebelled and Welland changed hands, thus entering the cruel‘ Peerless Century ’.”

"In that century, our stars competed with the dragon, from the" Northern Seeker "Elika to the" Sailor "John, the four generations of kings, not weaker than their neighbors."

Listening to the glorious history of the stars in the past, all the ministers were awe-inspiring.

"In contrast to this, the kingdom of the dragon is becoming more and more fragmented and decaying: the five elected duels at the election of the king are tragic, and four die and one disabled."

"Dark chaos is even worse today."

Tells remembered the old sword that King Chaman never left, and clenched his fists.

But Gilbert's words changed, and he was terrified:

"But it was the chaos that reached the apex that eventually prompted the" Broken Steel "to be crowned and Long Xiao to occupy the position."

"Turn on the throne monopoly of the three generations of the Walton family."

"The ten great grandpas, unite again."

"Bring the Kingdom of Dragons back to its peak and dominate the Westland."

No one spoke on the long table.

The shadow of the Scarlet Year enveloped everyone's heart.

The Gilbert language has a long focus:

"History proves that Exeter is not Commas, nor is it thorny, they will not split forever."

"And a friend told me: Never underestimate the bravery of the Northlanders."

At that moment, Tells seemed to return to Longxiao City, and all kinds of northerners flashed before him:

King Nunn, Dead Man's Face, Merck Engagement Officer, Kaslan, Charman Ramba, Viscount Cambida, Burning Knight, Long-haired Ronnie, Pot Head, Red Witch, Veteran Grivo, Tailoring Cox , Death Crow, hate ghost Ian ...

But he suddenly thought of something.

Small slider, and fast rope.

They are also Northerners.

"Fine speaking," Soudor Red, the military adviser, opened his mouth and swept across a group of ministers who had previously rejoiced in the decline of Exeter:

"And we have no time to waste."

His tone was clanging and he could not refute.

Tells noticed that, Treasurer, Juke Man turned his mouth in disapproval.

But at this time.

"Kilbert."

King Kessel's voice suddenly sounded, quite decisively:

"You are immediately reinstated, and the Department of Foreign Affairs is yours-although it is."

The king's eyes swept the crowd:

"I guess, no matter whether it is Exter or the stars, no one will dispute this time?"

The ministers of the Yuqian meeting lowered their eyes, and no one spoke.

"Wang Ling will obey." Prime Minister Coolon replied gently.

This sentence seemed to be a signal that the former Foreign Secretary-to be precise, the current Foreign Secretary, Earl of Honor, Gilbert Casso, was silent for a while, and nodded respectfully:

"Do everything you can."

Thales quietly savored the undercurrent in this question and answer.

The king nodded and turned to another person:

"Suo Duo, I heard you have something to say?"

The military advisor paid a tribute:

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Tells leaned back in his chair.

After learning the outcome of the Northwest War, he was in a much better mood, and even the pressure that enveloped his body when he entered the palace was relieved.

Now, all he has to do is listen to the meeting quietly and then greet the price of last night.

He understands his role.

Thoreau opened the document at hand and cleared his throat:

"Although the development of the war situation is somewhat unexpected, in the past few months, the military department's conclusions have remained basically unchanged."

"This war between Exeter and the Freedom League is small but profound."

The "Big Soldier" reached out his palm and gestured on the map:

"City walls, refusal to horses, fortifications, catapults, eternal oil, military crossbows, magical guns, military cravens, and falcons, including refined refined crystal weapons specially designed for elite troops, these things have played an irreplaceable role Very long ago. "

Thoreau paused, his expression serious:

"War, monarchs, war."

"The war in this era is different."

Sitting at the treasurer opposite him, Joko Man waved his hand unabashedly, his face impatient:

"Again."

Thoreau looked tight.

But he still resisted displeasure and patiently said:

"Wars are increasingly demanding logistics, and their dependence is becoming heavier."

The military adviser reached out to signal the location of several wars on the map.

"The battle example from the front tells us that the frontal combat strength of the northerners is still unparalleled in the world, but ..."

Thoreau's tone hurried:

"No matter the strong physique, superb skills or fanatical fighting spirit, these past prides can't make up for the hunger and the broken armor."

His words made many ministers frown.

"And their evil example shows that the supplies obtained by burning and looting locally not only are not enough to consume on the battlefield, but also cause unexpected resistance and hostility, and even lead to loose discipline and morale."

Thoreau nodded in the direction of the king:

"That's why the Freedom League is nowhere to be projected, but it can rely on the local people and drag the three great cities of Exeter into one's position, exhausted."

"That taught us a lot."

His voice fell, glancing around, but ushered in an unexpected silence.

Several ministers exchanged ideas in each other's eyes, and called Tells a moment of doubt.

This is the first time he came to the Yuqian meeting, he did not understand the rules inside.

Finally, as the highest-ranking Prime Minister of the Kingdom, Duke Cullen coughed and took the words that no one was willing to take:

"For example?"

Thoreau took back his dissatisfied gaze:

"We can't repeat the mistakes of the northerners, we must pay attention to the maintenance of supplies and the guarantee of transportation efficiency."

"It starts with the Royal Standing Army."

There was another silence.

Even King Kessel said nothing.

As if this is a bad topic.

"Master Thordor, our logistics supply to the Royal Standing Army has always been the highest priority," Lord Clapham suddenly woke up and hurriedly cleared his relationship with the minister of agriculture and animal husbandry, who had been absent for most of the meeting:

"Especially in the wartime, the setting sun testified that at least there was never a shortage of food on the grass ..."

Thoreau interrupted him:

"I didn't mean to accuse you, Lord Crappen."

But the next moment, the military advisor's eyes turned to Tyers.

"In the past few months, the Royal Standing Army and the Xihuang lords worked together to rescue His Highness Taylors and went deep into the desert."

The Duke of Star Lake couldn't help but stunned.

"That was a valuable attempt. After the desert war, we once again tested the ability to establish a unified supply line in a different place to expand the limits of expedition logistics transportation."

"The specific report has been presented before the meeting."

Some ministers began to look through the documents on the table, while some ministers were not in a hurry, it seemed to have been expected.

But Thoreau's volume increased immediately, resounding in Ballard's room:

"Facts have proved that the standing military's independent logistics capabilities are quite excellent: the shortest route specially formulated by the Military Affairs Department, the requirements for the protection of the rear defense line, and the back and forth sweeping in the desert, all effectively guarantee the smooth flow of the supply line, and even support the army to travel all the way to Free Alliance border. "

His words changed:

"But in contrast to this: the logistics organized by the local lords of the Western Wasteland! Procrastination, inefficient mess! From Enci Town to the desert front, there are few people who smash the ink in the middle, and the transportation numbers are still a mystery. "

"As a result, there were unscrupulous merchants who smuggled the military eternal oil in the Saberstooth Camp into the hands of the desert orcs until they were intercepted by the standing army!"

Smuggling eternal oil ...

Thiels swallowed his throat and took the document that Gilbert handed him to read with a smile.

Thordor Reid turned one of the documents in his hand and looked ugly:

"Baron Williams even reported a vicious incident-his vanguard officer, after a certain chase against the orcs, handled the seizure in accordance with the regulations, but was unreasonably obstructed and illegally encroached on by the local conscription of Xihuang!"

"The other party did not respect the majesty of the royal family, and almost hit the friendly army!"

Hearing a familiar story, Taylors rubbed his nose.

"Yeah, the Legend of Wings report also said ..."

Master Joker Man ’s careless words mingled with page turning:

"He has a heart of loyalty and patriotism, he has borne insults and burdens afterwards, taking into account the overall situation, he has to dismiss a selfless and upright vanguard officer in order to calm the people and preserve the face of the princes of the Western Wasteland ..."

Speaking of which, the face of the Treasurer changed, and he threw the document away with a snap:

"You believe that stupid nonsense?"

Tells raised his eyebrows.

Well, this is one of the three stars of the infinite scenery, which was evaluated at the Yuqian meeting.

"Well, in this wording ..."

Gilbert coughed in time to cover up the sudden swearing of Lord Man:

"I believe that Williams must have a new clerk."

The Foreign Minister's ridicule was just right, soothing the atmosphere, and the monarchs of the Yuqian meeting heard a low laugh.

"Master Thordor, I understand what you mean."

Lord Clapham, Minister of Agriculture and Animal Husbands-Tells somewhat understood his status in the Yuqian Conference-replied with a smile:

"What I want to say is that, on the logistical issues, since the beginning of the desert war, we have been in good cooperation with different business groups and trade associations, from food cloths to livestock irons. Military Affairs Department ... "

Thoreau interrupted him again:

"Do not."

The military adviser said coldly:

"In the battle of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people, the logistics of the war is sophisticated and complex, with scale and longevity."

"No lord, town, castle or business group is qualified to undertake such a heavy task."

"Not even the Secretary of Military Affairs."

Lord Crappen's smile froze.

Thoreau's eyes were sharp:

"Unless under the king's decree, unified scheduling and national action."

"However, the conscription of different lords separately prepared their own grain and grass logistics, and the practice of collecting supplies on the spot has long been outdated."

As soon as this remark came out, all the former emperors were silent.

The military adviser looked like a sharp knife, sweeping the people at the long table:

"No matter how different the sources of the components of the army are, and how many lords are entitled to lead the army, we need a more unified, efficient and convenient logistics organization."

"Only in a future war for several years, with sufficient quality and quantity, can we continue to provide supplies to the front line."

The ministers here have different expressions, thinking deeply about what is behind this sentence.

King Kessel's face was still hidden in the backlighting dim light, except for dark shadows.

Until Prime Minister Cullen exhaled, he focused on:

"Master Thordor, you are talking about logistics."

"But what I want to say is more than logistics, right?"

Thoreau looked indifferent to the Prime Minister.

The Ballard room fell silent again.

"Come on, soldier, we all know what abacus you are playing."

Treasurer Qiu Ke snorted and made no secret of his unhappiness:

"What else? Say it together."

Thiels noticed that Gilbert started wiping his hand-held glasses-that was a sign of his worries and thoughts.

Thoreau gave Qiu Ke a deep look.

"The lesson from the Northlanders is not just this."

The military adviser withstands the scrutiny of the entire Yuqian meeting, but he is even stronger, not seeing his old age at this age:

"Take the Battle of the Freedom League as an example, enticing the enemy, harassing, occupying, hiding, dividing, circumventing, beheading, spying, and intelligence ... The cycle of the war is lengthened, the scope is expanded, the tactics are complex, the impact is multifaceted, and it is no longer a few. A key battle can be summarized. "

Thoreau stared at the pieces on the long table:

"We have all seen that Exeter has an unmatched number and positive advantages, but it is also because of this that the army is inconvenient to move and the organization is bloated."

"In the face of 'Surprise Ivan' and the small number of elites he flexibly moved into, they seemed to be in a hurry to fight in different places and to lose their way."

"Not only that, Kierkegaard is only the nominal general. The Northern Army's three-party army is not affiliated with each other. At most, they cooperate with each other. The command transmission is time-consuming and inefficient. It is difficult for the multi-headed commanders to join forces, which ultimately leads to bitter results."

His voice changed, and he was sad:

"However, such persistent diseases also exist within us."

Thoreau shot the long table with one palm:

"As seen in my trip to Xihuang, the Royal Standing Army and Xihuang recruited troops in cooperation, but they belonged to different command systems. The former is obviously an elite professional in battle, but it is often constrained by peer recruiters, and the latter is in their own. Under the lord ’s command, he did not listen to the orders, his coordination was poor, his discipline was lax, and his combat power was low. "

"The back-and-forth of the princes of Xihuang has seriously affected the whole war situation."

Speaking of the rise, military advisers gradually ignored the official wording that had been in and out of the Fuxing Palace all the year round, and jumped out of the slang that they were used to when they struggled with the military when they were young:

"The two troops at the same level couldn't get more than one pee just because of the gap between their commanders. The multi-heads commanded and derailed the fighters. The military report of Baron Williams specifically mentioned this **** point."

"If these local lords and their enlisted soldiers neglected their duties, how could His Royal Highness Taylor's road to return to the country be covered with thorns, and how could the Sabertooth Camp suffer such catastrophe?"

Thales immediately felt that a lot of eyes were on him.

How much he knew the truth about the Xihuang incident, he felt pressured.

But the figure at the end of the long table remained unmoved.

In the face of Thoreau's questioning question, the ministers were equally silent.

The only secret ambassador standing beside him, the scarred-faced man was even an incarnation sculpture, immobile.

Duke Cullen spoke slowly, and seemed quite accustomed to the work of continuing his silence at the Yuqian meeting:

"and so?"

Thoreau took a deep breath:

"In the Scarlet Year, the Xinghui Legion has proved it. Today, Exeter and the League of Freedom reiterate this again."

"The key to contemporary war is no longer quantity and intensity, but quality and efficiency."

He clenched his fists and raised his arms:

"For this, we need a unified chain of command, reliable logistics and transportation, and more military-savvy soldiers, including strict upper and lower organizations, efficient military communication, and of course the spirit and consciousness of selfless dedication."

Thoreau's generous speech, regardless of the more ugly eyes of his colleagues:

"And we can't count on the conscription of the majority of lords to do this-whether it is a direct vassal of your majesty, or a remote uncle."

"Only reliable is the Royal Standing Army, which takes war as its occupation!"

Prime Minister Cullen raised his voice, his voice dignified, and his usual slowness:

"Master Thordor, what exactly do you want to say?"

When the military adviser thumped the table, he said:

"Masters, times have changed."

"For the future, we need more active duty officers and more professional soldiers in order to undertake stricter requirements and more important tasks throughout the country, in case of time!"

"The expansion of the Royal Standing Army must be on the agenda."

Thoreau's words fell, ushering in another silence.

In the stiff atmosphere, Taylors moved his equally stiff waist.

He saw that Gilbert closed his eyes gently.

"Expansion ..."

Duke Cullen sighed:

"How many times is this?"

"Third time," Joker Man quickly took the conversation, without blinking his eyes, obviously quite skilled:

"Not counted as the four rejected."

He immediately greeted the glare of the military adviser.

On the other side, Gilbert tried to ease the atmosphere:

"The Xihuang princes' military preparations are relaxed, and this issue really needs attention. But if it rises too fast to the whole kingdom, it will be a big deal ..."

"It's not just the West." Thordot interrupted him quickly:

"Even in the whole country, even after the first few expansions, the proportion of the standing army in the total number of our army is still insufficient. Our actual combat strength depends heavily on the cooperation and quality of the recruits."

The post of military advisers cannot be refuted:

"Logistic separation, multi-headed command, communication barriers, varying degrees of training ... this has brought too many problems."

"Excuse me to interrupt ..."

Treasurer Juke Man coughed heavily:

"Big soldier, do you read the financial statements of the past year?"

When called to the nickname, the military adviser frowned.

"Do you know how proud the royal standing army you are, and how much budget you have to spend every year in the Finance and Taxation Department!"

I saw that the treasurer looked at Thoreau, his face gloomy:

"Take the three Davids of the standing army, anger, starlight, and stardust. Although they are called guards, do you know how many of these three people have been overrun, and how much has the maintenance cost been overrun?

"It's not counting those outside the establishment! Do you know that the money spent on them is placed in the general conscription, enough to call 30 more brigades and form 10 legions!"

Juke Man looked disgusted, and apparently Kusuo Duo Jiu Duan:

"Expansion? What expansion?"

"Your spittle star?"

But Thordo was not in a hurry to refute. He waited until Qiu's breathing was stable before he reopened:

"That's the second point I want to say."

He turned to the black shadow at the end of the long table:

"Your Majesty, I propose to formulate a new bill to reform the Kingdom's military system!"

At the next moment, the "Big Soldier" Thordo stood up decisively and stunned the chamber:

"We should gradually reduce the amount of private conscripts under the command of major local lords, half-agricultural and half-trained throughout the stars!"

As soon as this remark came out, all the people present, including Taylors, were stunned and did not respond.

But Thordor's cold words continued:

"It's better to gradually shorten the period of service, or to reduce the frequency of recruitment, and even exempt the lords from the obligation to respond to the expedition."

"It even eventually lifted their right to recruit soldiers on the territory."

One second, two seconds ...

Everyone's face changed.

After spending six years in Longxiao City, Tells, who had an eye on Exeter's military culture, blinked.

"reduce……"

At the moment when he understood the other person's meaning, Juke Man was shocked:

"what?"

At the end of the long table, the king's figure moved slowly, his cold eyes pierced out of the darkness again.

It's like a sharp blade out of the sheath.

The military adviser said loudly:

"I believe that this can save the cost of recruiting quarterly troops, streamline the army's redundancy, concentrate on farming, animal husbandry and business, increase tax output, and perhaps make up for the lack of budget."

Prime Minister Cullen looked at his colleague who had worked for a long time in disbelief:

"Suo Duo ..."

But Thoreau Reid ignored it:

"And the standing army is ready to take on important tasks and shoulder the national defense priorities."

He looked up sharply, seeming to be an inflexible stone, difficult to shake:

"The armament of the country, the star heavy weapon."

"A door will be ordered from now on."

"No exceptions!"

The narrow and dim Ballard room fell into unprecedented silence, and with it, there was a slight chill in the stone room.

Thoreau looked around the long table and was just as strong as a war veteran.

All the ministers who had been immersed in surprise looked sideways.

Tells froze.

When discussing the war in the north, he concentrated on being absorbed, and was not affected by the atmosphere of the meeting.

But at this moment, Taylors truly realized:

This is the Yuqian meeting.

The matter he heard at this long table is related to the future of tens of millions of people throughout the country.

Thinking of this, a sudden suffocation struck.

Whether it was the duel of the Hall of Heroes or the hearing day of the Lingling Palace, it never gave him the feeling.

"You ..."

After a long silence, someone finally spoke softly.

"Please do not circulate the contents of today's meeting, even the closest person, even the slightest bit, only a few words," the Prime Minister's voice whispered, tired and hesitant:

"Also, Thordo ..."

Duke Cullen looked up at the determined military adviser of the Kingdom, heavy but sure:

"You are crazy."

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