The first thousand nine hundred and forty-two chapters of the pride of white lily

August 1, 1272.

The Nilfgaard Ebin Army took down the port and fortress on the upper reaches of the Yarlunga River with no effort. When the sun climbed out of the mountain the next day, the residents of Livia City were horrified to find that neatly arranged cavalry appeared in On the hillside south of the city, black covers the green, and the endless black sun flag flutters in the wind, hunting in the slightly chilly wind in the early morning. The city quickly surrendered, and the Nilfgaards quickly occupied the warehouses and fortresses, and then continued northward, crossing Livia, and marching toward Aden, where the border defenses were empty due to internal rebellion.

The same thing happened in the lower reaches of the Yaluja River.

After the Empire Alba Division took advantage of the cover of night, crossed the Yarlung River, and captured the Brug Fortress on the north bank of Hebei with lightning speed, the Empire officially declared war on the northern countries. Only a few hours later, the city of Brugge fell. Brugge's defenders almost died in an attack by the Imperial Legion before they could resist. The man in black solved the entire city with a massacre. Many nobles and citizens died unfavorably. King Vincelav’s whereabouts are unknown. There are rumors that some people saw him escape into the northern Blocleon forest under the protection of a tree spirit lover, but In any case, his palace became the temporary command post of the commander of the Alba Division, Morfan Fries. The Regents of Tamoria lost their southern vassal state in their sleep.

"Curse these despicable and unbelief dogs in black!" Yulkast, Prince of Maribo, and Foltest's cousin roared, smashing the table with a bang. "The men in black are not credible at all, they only know violence! Last time we should have hit the Yarlunga and went to the south instead of signing a peace treaty with Enhill!"

"Bless the gods, this is the punishment of the gods, this is the whip of the gods, to be flogged..." Archbishop Vermelius of Vizima whispered.

"Shut up, my good priest!" Seeward II, the man who had just inherited the Duke of Island, interrupted the priest's preaching displeasedly. "The people in black won't open your net to you just because you believe in the gods, they will also hang you, just like hang those leather shoemakers and farmers!"

"Where is Marshal Natalis? Why hasn't he returned from Lomugne? My goodness, where is our army commander? Why didn't I see them in the Parliament?" Oval la Varetti , An old nobleman in his seventies looked around. This was the first time he had spoken in the Regent Council to support his granddaughter Aneth’s throne outside the legitimacy. The position of the army commander is empty. "Where's the magic advisor? We need magic to throw all the men in black back!"

The position of the spell advisor is also empty.

"Damn it, without Natalis, who is going to command the army?"

"This may be a conspiracy, everyone, the warlocks invited Natalis to Lomune, and Nilfgaard took the opportunity to attack!"

"We have to gather the army, gather the soldiers, and go to the south to set up the line of defense at Sutton Hill and Brenner. We could defeat them there before, and we can now."

"Okay, Jurkastor, this will save your territory? What shall we do? We are also being attacked by Nilfgaard. I still remember the scene of slave traders raging and arresting people in the village four years ago. ."

"Your territory is close to Verden, and Verden is still resisting, but what about mine? My territory is close to the Yaluja River!"

"A temporary command must be selected to command the army before Natalis arrives," said Shiward II. "I recommend Sir Dufferin."

"Dufflin is just a trash. The gods know why you believe him so much. I guess he is still sleeping on the belly of a whore! Give him my soldier? Impossible! I won't let my soldier. To die for nothing!"

"Then what do you say?"

"When recruiting recruits in Vizima, recruit soldiers first, everyone has to pay!"

"What about the church? Does the church pay?"

"The pastor of the church will give blessings to the soldiers who are about to go on the expedition..."

"Fart! Are you still taking the opportunity to make a fortune? Ah?! Are you still spending money to erect a statue of the eternal fire in the barracks?"

"You are blasphemy, Your Royal Highness, blasphemy!"

Suddenly, the door of the conference room was pushed open.

The noisy room suddenly became silent.

The members of the parliament pushed away their chairs in a panic and stood up one after another. Jurkastor's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Your Majesty...?"

Foltest was standing in the doorway, his hands behind his back, his brows furrowed on his pale, wrinkled cheeks. Triss stood in a place behind the king, and the heat from the meeting room rolled the white hair of the king's sideburns. Most of his hair was gray, his cheeks were thin, and the armor that had fitted him looked a bit wide. He stood there, his eyes swept across the meeting room, and everyone lowered their heads subconsciously. The only one who didn't bow his head was Baron Oval, because Aneth was his granddaughter.

"I heard only quarrel and panic in the palace." Foltest said, as if using a lot of strength. "The Nilfgaards came here?"

"...Yes, Your Majesty," Yulkaster said, as if he was relieved. Both he and Foltest's brothers are members of the Maribo family. "The Nifogadians have already occupied Brugg. Vincelav's whereabouts are unknown. Verdon is still resisting. But they won't be able to resist for long. Without Brugg's cover, their flanks are completely exposed. Hidaris hasn't responded yet. , They should send reinforcements to Verdon soon. There is no news from Sutton Hill, but the fortress there is unprepared and caught off guard."

"They are prepared." Foltest tightened his mouth and walked to the round table step by step, supporting the table with both hands. "Last month, Natalis received information that Nilfgad might launch an attack. He warned of fortresses and fortresses along the river. A legion is moving in the direction of Maribo. The Nilfgad can't cross Brock Leon Forest, their first attack direction is still Maripo. Natalis will not return from Lomugne, I order him to send Aneth back, and immediately go to Maripo to direct the war."

"Your Majesty, you..." The archbishop hesitated for a few seconds. "You have recovered?"

Foltest glanced at the archbishop expressionlessly.

"Thanks to the immediate treatment from my warlock consultant, I have recovered."

Triss looked complicated behind Foltest.

She knew what Foltest had said to her who had just been rescued from Lomune and returned to Vizima after hearing the news that Nilfgaard might launch an offensive.

He asked for the fastest way to heal his body. This approach has serious side effects. But Foltest accepted without hesitation, even if it would leave his life less than two years, perhaps even shorter.

He would never be the king of subjugation, let alone leave a ruin to his daughter, a man who was used as a prop and a bargaining chip changed hands and died in the end of a glass of poisoned wine. He is the king, and his daughter will also be the king.

Tamoria belongs to him.

No one can easily take it away!

"Listen to my orders." Foltest whispered, everyone standing up straight, Triss glanced at the archbishop, who was wiping his forehead with a handkerchief. "The war has begun, and we must win."

Chapter 1943 Victory of Francesca

"The war has begun, everyone." Francesca's gaze swept across the round table. "It's time to open. But I think you already know the result."

The members of the round table looked at each other and were silent.

Finally, the man in the large black robe sitting across from Francesca spoke. His black robe is embroidered with a pale golden sun. "We all have to get 80% together, and you get 20%."

It's finally the last link.

She cautiously suppressed the joy in her heart. This is not the time to let your guard down. Radovide was defeated in Lomugne, and neither the Sorceress Hall nor Dole Bretanne were threatened. But Philippa was severely hit, and Xi Er would take over the leadership of the Sorcerer's Assembly. She is not as radical as Philippa, and perhaps in the next changes, the Sorcerer's Assembly Hall can play a greater value.

"For the sake of cooperation." Francisca pondered the words in his mind, figuring out the bottom line in their hearts. "I want 80%."

The corners of the mouth exposed under the shadow of the hood squirmed slightly, and the man's hands were interlaced and placed on the table in front of him. "You are so greedy."

"This is in view of the contribution I have done." Francesca was expressionless. She knew they could not accept this ratio. But this is bargaining, where both parties make a condition that the other party cannot accept, and then make concessions to each other. "Enhill will deploy the army loyal to you in the upper reaches of the Yarlunga River to attack Livia, which has not been affected by the turmoil. If I hadn't opened a gap for you, your army would lose a quarter of it on the Yarlunga River. The soldiers of, and then lost another third under the prepared city of Livia. When you arrive in Aden, facing the prepared Adenian army, what reason do you have to prevent the emperor from loyal to the army of the association? To mobilize to the Eastern Front? To face the forces of Aden and Kodwin?"

Enhill arranged his direct army on the western front and attacked Tamoria, who had fallen into chaos and had not recovered from the civil war. Once the Legion on the Eastern Front was frustrated in Livia, he had reason to replace the officers and retake the Legion into his own hands.

"Yes, Ms. Francesca, but we will supplement your contribution in other ways. Our legion will be the first to achieve greater results before Enhill and reach the Ponta River first."

Francesca sneered in her heart.

Cross the river and demolish the bridge.

But she was prepared.

"In that case. Maybe I don't need to use the means of staying in Frjian again." She paused. "Maybe you don't know that a new kingdom was established in the north, the Kingdom of Frogian. This kingdom has just been established and defeated the six thousand army of King Kodwin's imperial conquest, and also killed Hensett on the battlefield. Oh, yes, Fagan also has an employment agreement with the Dwarf Legion. Once they are on the battlefield, a full dwarven mercenary will join them. Don't you know Fagan? Or is your news too backward?"

"It's just a bunch of farmers and mobs."

"However, it was this group of hoes-wielding mobs who defeated Kodwin. Perhaps someone is expecting them to use the captured Kodwin's sophisticated equipment to achieve a greater victory?"

After that, Francesca closed her mouth.

She looked around again.