"I know it's not your problem. Hildigard.

Benito sighed and turned around: "You don't need to feel so guilty."

"Sorry, Your Majesty.

The hunter in the green armor stood with his hands down, his voice full of apology: "If it wasn't for me being half a day late," I have to say, this is not your problem. You can get from here to Saint-Denis in a day and a night, which is already very fast. "

Benito said calmly: "It's not that we are incompetent, it's just that our enemies are too smart.

"Obviously. King Solomon had already planned to send someone to assassinate the Pope before Adrian returned. After I heard the declaration of war, I asked you to kill Adrian, and you immediately rushed There is no delay on the road and you are still sixteen hours late.

"These sixteen hours are the time it took for the spies who heard the declaration of war to return from the Yashen expedition.

Benito waved his hand and said in a high voice: "I can also guess what Gilles wants to do! He forced Adrian to be my enemy, nothing more than he sensed that Adrian had a connection with me. So he must prevent it. Adrian will get my support and change his words—only the dead will never change his words. Although Benito didn't say the last sentence, Hildigard could understand what he meant.

"Forget it, the headband won't come back until it's back. Charles wants his people to turn me against me, and I just happen to want people to see what happens when they disobey me.

"The people are ignorant and uninterested, and their opinions are stupid and short-sighted. I will prove to Charles that this kind of indecision will sooner or later drag his throne into the quagmire of public opinion." Benito's hair has lost a circle . The cheeks are also thinner. But it made his eyes look sharper, and his long face looked like a hungry wolf.

"But, Your Majesty," Hildigard said softly, the nobles seemed a little dissatisfied with your decision to declare war on the Pope, Benito raised his eyebrows, and his tone became serious: "You will never lie to me. My dear Hildigard. Tell me who started the trouble, and I won't expose you.

"It's the Earl of Straighton, and Lord Ranno.

Hildigard hesitated for a moment, then replied in a low voice: "They just started to organize the anti-war nobles... Not many people know about it yet. Benito waved his hand forcefully, interrupting Hildigard's words. He His gesture was as sharp and hard as if he wanted to chop off someone's head: "I won't do it now. But one day he will have to pay for it. Thinking that he can hide himself among the nobles so that he can avoid my eyes? I'll tell him I'm smarter than him.

Shi Wang sneered, smacking his lips as if chewing human flesh. With a light sigh: "I also just teach you something, Hildigard. I said before that the people are ignorant, moral, and boring, and their opinions are stupid and ephemeral. The nobles are more ignorant, moral, and boring than the average people. Stupid and more short-sighted.

"The people are ridiculous, but they are also cute. Because they will believe what I say, they know how to obey, like dogs. And the nobles are wolf Keiko who can't get enough to eat. They always only think about how to get more... but love Hildigard silently bowed his head and retreated. His eyebrows were flat and thick. He also had a large and solid forehead. His face was as hard and solid as a stone. He never smiled and never wavered.

He can stay up for four days and nights if need be. He can also use a knife to dig the carrion off his own leg, he can crouch in the jungle all day and drink only a sip of sewage-or he can put the cup directly down his father's throat, because his father is afraid of his desire to learn control , and intends to pass the throne to his weak brother, and continue to secretly control the whole Gothic. It was with such perseverance that he subdued his Shiku Ana. It is also by this stone-like will that he won the throne, and took back the power that was almost taken away by the major nobles and religions.

Even more so now. Benito knew the truth that wolves could not be raised. Even though Charles is much smarter now than when he was in his early twenties, he has been in this position for more than ten years after all. I don't know that his experience in politics for the king is much higher than that of Charles. It is true that he did not dare to take the initiative to send troops into Frank when Egypt and Persia were watching. After all, Frank covers a lot of land. Although their soldiers are much weaker than the Gothic warriors. But it is still possible to withstand the pressure for at least three or four months.

This time is enough for Persia and Egypt to knock down the existing Gothic land. Today's Gothic is extremely powerful, there is no need to change homes with Frank. He only needs to mobilize his troops to withstand the most powerful waves of the Franks, and then slowly wear down the morale of the Franks, and the Franks themselves, who have not had a war for a long time, will slowly collapse.

As long as there are anti-war voices in Frank, he will have a way to intensify this contradiction. Then he hangs on to Charles again, decides to negotiate a peace for a while, regrets it a few days later, and then asks for more benefits. After a few repetitions, it is easy to cause the mentality of the disadvantaged Franks to collapse directly. Either cede half of the land and the city, or directly support the new king. Think here. Benito couldn't help but smile. That kid Charles will never know Goth's true combat power. In the previous Frankish war, Gothic only dispatched the Northern Army. His defeat in that battle was actually just to find an excuse to attack the military commander at that time. The strongest and best fighting soldiers of the Goths were the southern army who had resisted the frontal invasion of Egypt. Even Egypt, with various advanced war machines, failed to make the Gothic land retreat a step north. Even though the Marquis Lano, who controlled the Southern Legion, was dissatisfied with his actions to start a war with Frank, Benito decided to hold back for the time being. After the war is over, he will be liquidated.

Charles would never know that his declaration of war on the Goths was as foolish as a young swordsman's decision to challenge a giant bear. After Hildigard left the palace, he went straight to a dark room.

"How is it, Lord Hildigard?"

A white-haired old man asked him excitedly: "Is Your Majesty satisfied with our gift?"

Hildigard sighed, showing a helpless look: "I failed. I was driven away by His Majesty before I even had time to tell you about your gift. He even scolded me for being a traitor. It seems that Your Majesty is determined." It is a determined decision to reduce the size of the Confederate Army."

"How can this be!'

Lan Nuo Hou Nun was furious. He hammered the table hard: "I have raised him in the Southern Army for forty years, and there is no credit but hard work!

"Because that man decided to march north.

Another middle-aged man with thinning hair said solemnly: "He probably wants to sell the land in the south to the Egyptians. As long as he gets the Frankish land, there is no need for him to resist the Egyptians and the Sri Lankans at the same time—they will fight on their own." Come to think of it, the Southern Army and the Eastern Army always have to lose one. But when fighting Frank, the Southern Army and the Eastern Army could not mobilize their divisions. Hildigard said solemnly: "After the war starts, the ships must be used first to mobilize logistics. At best, the Southeast Front Army can only be used to **** ships. In order to guard against the invasion of the Persians and Egyptians, the two legions stationed in the east and the south will not fight at all... Then no matter what the outcome of the war, we will not get any benefits. It might even be liquidated. "

"That's why I suggest that it's better to strike first. The green armored archer said so.