The principal took a deep breath and walked to Gastang Palace.

"Don't worry, I know how to deal with Philippa. She used to be my student. I have been in charge of the Order for so many years and know how to deal with the contradictions of the northern king." Tishaya said to Zelin who followed, "They are right. Baihuagu and Brockleron did it just because they wanted to be distracted. Thanks to you telling me this, I know what Philiba's actions are."

Looking at the inquiring eyes of the demon hunter, Tishaya snorted.

"It's just a pressure. It has been since the signing of the witchcraft agreement. For many years, the kings' heads have not improved. For hundreds of years, this kind of thing has happened several times, and the end result is that the two sides are different. Each side makes concessions."

"Concession?"

"Yes." Tishaya smiled. "This is politics, Zelin. Why do you think they would burn the flames of war to the forest and Hundred Flowers Valley of Broclay? I thought they really wanted to completely destroy Hundred Flowers Valley. Now I finally understand their intentions. They want to occupy Hundred Flower Valley and Brockleron. This is their bargaining chip. They will ask the Order to make concessions in its attitude towards the South."

"In exchange for the status of an elf? I don't think this can pose a threat to anyone outside Francesca." Zelin didn't understand what these kings were thinking. "What are the kings making decisions?"

"Transferring domestic conflicts is the key." They walked into Gastang Palace. Compared with the bright lights of the Louvre Palace, in the huge Gastang Palace, only the sound of the waves and the chirping of seagulls can be heard. Tools."

The footsteps of the two echoed in the empty Gastang Palace.

"Transfer the contradiction, pick up the plane to eliminate the southern eyeliner, consolidate power and prestige, just need to be named an empire spy, you can easily eliminate political enemies." Tisya stopped, waved her arms, candles on both sides of the corridor in turn Lights up "Recently the northern countries have hanged southern spies in public. Do you really think they are all spies? The kings may not be smarter than their courtiers, but when it comes to the throne, they are smarter than anyone else."

"It's a pity that you don't become an assistant."

Zelin shrugged.

"I hate politics, so I have to understand it."

"So what are you going to do now." Zelin looked at the moon halfway through. "Tonight is almost over." The demon hunter was very worried about the elf warlock, although Gnaiya and Virginia were there, but In this storm, no one knew what would happen in the next moment. If he could, he didn't want to hear anyone close to him in danger.

"According to you, Wigwarts and Emperor Enhill’s army have gathered in the cave under the Gastang Rock. Tomorrow, there will be a warlock convention here. When all the warlocks are in the anti-magical enchantment, It is a disaster to kill a group of Squirrel Party and Imperial Army from the basement. We must first deal with these unstable factors."

The sorcerer gave a few stones engraved with runes to the demon hunter "Help me put these stones at the entrances of all underground passages, and I will seal all roads with magic."

Zelin looked at the rune stone in his hand, "I thought it was impossible to use magic and spells here?"

"Yes, theoretically not." Tishaya pinched her waist. "But I'm the administrator."

Tishaya's plan sounds good. She will first exclude the reinforcements of Wigwarts. When all the warlocks cannot use magic, a group of soldiers holding weapons is the biggest threat.

"But where are Dixcher's soldiers?"

"Dixcher took orders from Philippa. His soldiers took orders from Dixcher. I know how to deal with them. No one will die, no one will bleed. Philippa knows the importance of a wizard organization, and there is no unity. Get up-at least on the surface of unity-organization, a single warlock in front of the king, no different from a messenger."

"And Wigwarts? And the empire behind him?"

"..." Tishaya was silent for a while. "Wigwarts has been in the Order for less than ten years, and I have never seen him through him. He is very powerful, but in the anti-magical enchantment, there is no reinforcement. He won’t be successful with the help of him."

"What if he has a way to deal with this anti-magical enchantment?" Zelin asked rhetorically.

"No one has ever cracked this barrier."

"No one has ever joined the Order at the age of 30."

"Let's finish our work first."

Chapter 511 Chess Pieces and Players

King Wizmir rubbed his temple with his ringed hand, and his excessive thinking and consideration made him feel dizzy.

"Your Majesty, how are you?"

The king raised his head and propped his hands on the wooden table. In front of the oval wooden table in front of him, the members of the royal council were sitting at the table one by one. The positions of the magic advisor and the intelligence director are vacant, and everyone knows why. The positions of military advisors and legion commanders are also vacant. The marshals and generals of Redania have already entered the barracks, waiting for orders from Tritog at any time.

The position of the high priest is also no one. Since the missionaries from the south appeared in Redania like weeds after the rain, the priests dealing with beliefs and religions have hardly returned to Tritog.

The Chancellor of the Exchequer Nittelt was looking at the king. For some reason, the duke showed a restless appearance.

Wizmir did not look at him much, but closed his eyes.

"Everything is fine, dear Duke."

It was late at night, and the members of the council were more or less anxious. They were all waiting for news, waiting for news from Sinide Island.

Since the signing of the Treaty of Novigrad and the Witchcraft Act, disputes between the King and the Warlock Order have more or less existed. But there has never been a generation of kings who tried to send troops to Sinide Island, and even Goos Willen, the largest city in the Baron of Willen, has not known how many years he has not received from Temaria. Tax collector in the capital Vizima, that is the city of warlocks.

"Can that upstart really succeed?"

"It's just a matter of inquiring about the gossip and giving your majesty a small report to get your current position. I really don't know why your majesty should send such a person to do such an important task."

Some whispers sounded from time to time below.

Wizmir didn't hear anything, he just closed his eyes, thinking about what to do next.

The armies of Aden and Livia have already set off. Tonight, their armies will cross the Yaluga River under the cover of night. Enhill deployed 8,000 soldiers in the Anglin area, but the coalition forces of Livia and Aden will be twice as large as them, and these men in black will be surrounded in their sleep. The northern nations will regain control of Anglin in fifty years.

Tamoria’s warships will be assembled in the Yaruja Delta. Tamoria’s army and the Aden-Livian coalition will act like two fists, attacking Nilfgard’s defenses from east to west. , They will retake Sintra and Anglin, and push the boundary between north and south back to the Amer Mountains and Tousant.

And Redania and Kovind’s army will act as a reserve team, pounce on the Yaluga River when the battle is fierce, and completely smash the black line of defense. King Skellyjebrand has been willing to accept the command of Wizmir. When the battle is stalemate, his fleet will smash into the southernmost core territory of the Nilfgard Empire and reach the quinta city of Nilfgard. Go to the imperial capital, when Skelliger's dragon ship appeared in the port of the imperial capital, the pressure within the empire was enough to shake Enhill's throne.

Wizmir was thinking, and the tactical genius of the Tritog family had been thinking about strategy and tactics. Whether it is military strategy or economic friction, he has never lost any battle in more than ten years, whether it is against other kings or domestic idiots. Now, his opponent has been replaced by Emperor Enhill, an emperor from the Southern Empire.

Now, he has made the first move. Now, he was waiting for Emperor Enhill's actions.

The moonlight outside the window seemed to be covered with blood, as if it was burning like the outpost where Anglin was raided.

"They raided Anglin, and Wizmir is very fast." A thin, black-haired man said while looking out the window. The moose leather jacket he wore on his upper body still had imprints and rust stains on his armor. In the emperor's study, the imperial marshal Menor Kochlen put one hand on the hilt of the saber beside him, and the other hand held the black helmet decorated with wings on the waist, waiting for the emperor's order.

"News from Tamoria?"

"Not yet, Your Majesty." The Marshal straightened his body, speaking concisely. The emperor didn't like someone swearing in front of him, and he didn't like someone who thought they could fool him with gorgeous rhetoric. Everyone saw the fate of those who did so.

"Let the royal ambassador stand by."

Enhill stood by the bed in the study, looking at the moon in the sky. "Tomorrow I will give him the letter, and he will bring it to King Foltest in Temalia. There are also Verdon and Kovind. "The emperor paced to the map hung on the wall of the study room. It took only an hour for the imperial wizards to pass the news of the northern front line to the southernmost imperial capital. The map had already indicated the attack of the northern coalition forces with a red arrow. Direction.

"Order."

The marshal stood with his legs together in the most standard knight posture and waited quietly and patiently for the order to be issued, waiting for the emperor Nilfgard-Enhill Enris, the white flame jumping on the sea of ​​blood on the enemy's corpse mountain Command.

"Assemble the Third Army, Fourth Cavalry Army, and go to Sintra to stand by. You will lead it. Kochlen, tell Duke Adal Ep Darcy to let his Eastern Army advance from South Anglin. His mission is to strike Retreat the invading Livia and Adenian forces and advance all the way until the Ponta River."

Hit the Ponta River. The marshal thought about the map silently. This is to completely destroy the kingdoms of Livia and Aden.

"Notify Duke Joachim de Witte, who is in Sintra, to mobilize two legions and go to the bank of the Verdun Kingdom on the Yaluga River and wait for new orders. Until then, no offense is allowed. Behavior."

The emperor wanted to divide the north strategically. As a veteran, Marshal Kochlen quickly understood the emperor's strategic intentions. Divide the kings of the Northern Territory and let them fall apart under the pressure of the empire.

But as long as Wizmir is there, the king of the north will not split easily. This old king who has been in charge of Redania for more than 30 years is enough to bridge all the divisions, and then put the North under his wisdom and command, just like in the battle of Sutton Mountain.

"Let Vattire Di Lidox come to see me. The Royal Council allocates funds to Fran of the Imperial Intelligence Service every year. Now is the time to see the results."