Warhammer Throne

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Berleon was still very cold in February, but it was no longer so uncomfortable, the snow had gradually melted, and the principality of the west coast of Brittany had begun to wake up from the winter.

Last year, the Principality of Beleone was hit by a major plague that swept across the region. Then there was the tsunami and earthquake, as well as those terrifying skeleton pirates and bandit bandits from the southern kingdom. The Principality was facing a huge crisis. The main army went to participate in the expedition of the Eight Peaks Mountain, and the remaining army wanted to deal with these powerful enemies very hard.

At this critical moment, Theodore Duke of Lyon announced his return, his hands clasped the holy relics of the first Duke of Lyon, one of the twelve first knights of the Holy Grail, Balduin The horse appeared on the battlefield. At this critical moment, Theodoric greatly encouraged the morale of all nobles and serfs throughout the Principality. In the battle, Theodoric fought bravely, and the artifact tomahawk in his hand exuded an endless amount of pure light, resisting all the evil spells of the undead pirates.

After the **** battle for five hours, the Duke cut an axe into two sections for the head of the undead pirate commander. As the magic of the undead expired, the entire undead army disappeared, and the remaining bandit robbers also failed. Embrace a big victory, shouting victory.

With this victory, the Duke of Theodoric finally announced his return. He vowed to the fairy in the lake that he would no longer be ill, and hoped that the goddess would forgive his sins.

No one knows whether the fairy in the lake has forgiven him, but after seeing his performance, the lake goddess Mogiana decides to give him another chance, and the Duke of Theodoric is able to return to the court of Beleone. The Duke's attitude was a 180-degree turn. Not only did he fully support Lane's reforms and the New Deal, he even vigorously promoted the serfs. He learned that Lane's prestige of victory gathered a large number of knights and nobles who did not participate in the war, and confiscated their The fiefs retained the title of nobility, and then promoted dozens of knights from the serf in one go.

However, after the war and looting, the situation of the Principality became more and more difficult. Theodoric was too anxious, but it made the situation of the Principality unstable. The chaotic and grain-deficient winter wheat suffered heavy losses. Situation, famine everywhere.

Fortunately, at this time, the Knight King Lion returned, and brought back the main army of the Principality of Berlean.

In late February, the Old World, Britannia, the Principality of Berlean, led by the Baron of Siborne, the town of Siborn.

The cold wind screamed, the air smelled of moist smell and the smell of earth. There were many homeless refugees in the whole town. Their villages and fields were destroyed. The winter wheat was completely destroyed. The duke ordered them to go Various towns are concentrated and waiting for relief.

The town of West Byrne is a town on the southern border of the Principality of Beleone near the Beleone River. This town has a population of more than 4,000, and more than a thousand refugees flooded in at once. The situation was a bit chaotic, but the army and The local aristocracy responded quickly. They placed refugees in the town. The local aristocracy united with the Church of the Fairies and the Church of the Goddess of Mercy in the lake to start relief.

Just on the street in the town, a holy knight wearing a full aristocratic dress and a gold cup cloak behind him appeared near the relief point. He was followed by a blonde and blue-eyed noble lady and a black The silver-eyed witch, a dozen old guards wearing tall bearskin hats, were called luxurious dwarf rune gold plate armor and white military uniforms followed them.

A few large iron pans were set up at the relief site, and firewood was used to cook things. There were more than thirty infantry and two knights on the scene to maintain order, in addition to the nuns and pastors of the Church of the Fairy Church and the Church of the Goddess of Mercy in the lake. We are also there, seeing this pedestrian appear, the headed knight trembles with excitement immediately, and he salutes quickly: "My... my majesty! Good noon! May the lady bless us! I am Dass led by Baron Sibone Sir Thief Vijerry!"

"Hush, a little low-key, our majesty doesn't want people to find him here." Suria standing behind Ryan smiled and stretched a pale jade finger on her lips.

"Well, what are you cooking?" Ryan headed with a smile. The old guard behind him was too conspicuous, betraying the identity of the king. The cavalier looked at the iron pan, a large and semi-liquid stuff. Grumbling bubbles, the color is light brown.

"Cooking porridge, Your Majesty!" Sir Virgin said nervously: "Heart, Your Majesty, don't be scalded, the porridge will take a while."

"Porridge? Porridge?" Ryan smiled at the advice. He immediately reached out to the nun who was cooking porridge, and the nun quickly handed the big iron spoon in her hand to the king. She almost wanted to kneel, but Suria Do not signal: "No need to kneel, no need to kneel, everyone, doing your own thing is the greatest respect to us."

"Yes!" Sir Vijay saluted immediately with excitement.

"Very good, let me see what these porridges are made of." Ryan stuffed the big iron spoon into the big iron pot and stirred vigorously. The edge of the iron spoon and the bottom of the iron pot made a sharp noise, and the king picked up A spoonful, looked carefully.

The semi-liquid substance in the spoon is composed of vegetable broken soybeans, peas, and some rye buckwheat grains and flour bran that have not been completely grinded. Ryan put the spoon down, reached in and stirred it again, and then picked it up, this time he saw Nut particles and a little pig offal.

The king put down the big iron spoon and asked towards Sir Vijay: "Is that all?"

"That's all, these big pots boil the same thing." Sir Virgin nodded, he said respectfully: "A refugee, a bowl of porridge, half a piece of black bread, this is relief food."

Ryan was noncommittal, he gave the old guard commander Bertrand standing behind him a look, Bertrand immediately issued an order: "Go check, every iron pan, and the relief food inside!"

"Yes!" The old guard immediately began to inspect the contents of several large iron pans, as well as the black bread bags piled behind with an unpleasant scent, and rye buckwheat, the old guards carefully After rummaging around, each bag was opened for inspection, and then came back to report: "Your Majesty, several large pots are all the same thing, and the room is full of rye buckwheat, brown bread, the smell is really stupid! Really sour!"

"Well!" Ryan nodded in satisfaction. There were no signs or warnings for this raid, but the king got satisfactory results. Today he has raided three towns, and they are all satisfied: "Good job, Vijay Sir, I am very happy. I have gone to three places today, and I have been very well assured that no refugees are starving to death... Why did you add a little pig offal?

A bowl of such gruel and half a piece of dark bread is enough to ensure that an adult man is full for five or six minutes.

"The baron, he is going to repair the town walls, just as these refugees can be artificial, he let us add some pig offal." Sir Virgin salutes again: "Those things are always eaten by serfs, on the market It’s very cheap, and you can buy a large bag of a few copper coins.

"Very good." Ryan nodded again, and the king said casually: "Anyway, it is also idle, right? Let them know that the relief food is hard to come by, or okay, stay up a little longer and wait for spring tillage, I will let Theo Doric sent troops to return the refugees to their homes, rebuild the village, and return them to the fields."

"Yes!" The noble knight said to obey, Ryan smiled, watching the people pointing at him from afar, waiting for the people waiting in line to receive the porridge, the king's eyes flickered a little: "Govern the world and the people."

"Govern the world, the people do!"

At the end, the Cavaliers did not do anything. He smiled at Surya and Theresa standing behind him: "Surya, Theresa, would you like to experience the food of the refugees?"

"I will eat whatever you eat, but I am your wife, dear." Suria said with a smile.

"...If you must." Theresa smelled the unpleasant rancid smell of the black bread pile. The sorceress felt a strong sense of discomfort from physical to psychological. It can be seen that Surya is like this, unwilling to lose. The sorceress was a little awkward.

"Hahahaha!" Lane laughed loudly, and the cavalier king extended three fingers: "Come! Give me my queen and my courtier three bowls of relief porridge and a dark bread!"

"Your Majesty, how can you eat such a thing as a king?" The knight couldn't believe what he heard, but when the king was determined, he had to agree.

Soon, the porridge was ready, Ryan picked it up and ate it, and Suria took it slowly with a spoon.

Only Teresa was holding the wooden bowl, and the sorceress looked at the semi-liquid food in the bowl with a tangled face. She pretended to be afraid of hotness and blew halfway, but still failed to enter.

As soon as he looked up, Ryan looked at himself with a smile.

Theresa's face flushed suddenly, and Ryan's eyes gave her a very strange and shameful feeling, just like the two were getting along in private, the magician gritted her teeth and sent the spoon to her mouth.

The mushy taste and many particles in the paste made the sorceress burst into the nasal cavity with nausea. She couldn't help but spit out the refugee porridge in one bite, then Teresa hurriedly put the bowl on the table. Yi Fang: "Where is the food that people eat? Ryan, this tastes too... is it weird?"

Lane and Suria smiled at each other.

"There are fifty thousand people living on this porridge, dear Ms. Theresa." Ryan had finished the porridge at this time, and the Cavaliers put the bowl down: "Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't want to drink, Theresa. , You are willing to try the taste is already very good."

The sorceress was ashamed, and she was thinking about something, but Ryan hugged her waist, gestured back to the carriage, and patted Theresa's hand, indicating that it was really okay.

As a warlock spellcaster, she is really superb. Ryan really has no idea about this kind of thing. If a legendary peak female warlock must eat the same as the refugees, then this society is really in trouble.

Suria took a few bites and put down the bowl and spoon. The knight shook her head slightly towards Ryan, beckoning that she could not eat any more.

So today’s surprise inspection was all over, and Ryan immediately ordered to return to Jean City. He and Suria Theresa cleaned them and got on a luxury carriage. This is also the last one where Theresa stays here. She must return to the Ice Wizard's Tower. The Grass Festival is getting closer and closer. She will spend two or three hours preparing with Aurora, and then teleport to the Dome.

Three people sat in the luxury carriage, and the carriage began to march.

Teresa is still a bit cautious. The sorceress is wearing a twilight pink rippling first cherry bag hip skirt, covered with a pink plush coat, with long legs with flesh-colored ultra-thin pantyhose and milky high heels Just at Ryan's hand, the sorceress always didn't like to dress so glamorously, bright colors and pink are not her colors, but Surya persuaded her to try it once, and Theresa did not refuse.

The effect is not bad. Today, at noon, she still feels sore back and back, her legs are soft, and she is sitting on a soft sofa. The sorceress secretly scolded Ryan that this guy is getting worse and worse, and she doesn’t know how to pamper herself, but The sorceress knew that she felt comfortable both physically and mentally, and thought it would be better if she could hit Dayun with a child.

Surya is wearing a warm and apricot-yellow flower-carved lace skirt, wearing a flesh-colored ultra-thin pantyhose like Teresa, paired with a pair of black high-heeled black high-heeled shoes, elegant and luxurious, the queen is full of the carriage Within, she and Teresa were sitting next to Ryan from left to right, but from a momentum perspective, Surya had a clear advantage.

Ryan has started a conversation: "The news of Beria has arrived. The recent situation in Kislov is very bad. He has been hungry everywhere. The court cannot send out pay, relying on Katalin’s tricks and means, and the **** killing to force it. There was a mutiny in the army...Bella can now be sure that Master Sergo must be in the Chika prison, but there is no way to save the mercy."

Ryan showed Suria and Teresa the news that Beria had urgently passed through magic props. Both women felt the crisis of the matter. Suria was still thinking, but Teresa felt the name interest.

"Shelgo?" Theresa asked curiously. "Who is he? It sounds like you care about him."

"Master Sergo is one of the designers and manufacturers of Hellstorm Rocket. In Kislev, Sergo means "Hell" because the Hellstorm Rocket is named after him." Ryan looked serious, and the Cavaliers had focused his attention on this matter: "We must try to get this great engineer!"

"Since it's a big engineer, why was he put in prison?" Theresa asked strangely. "Why don't you want to reuse this kind of talent and keep it locked up?"

"Hey..." Ryan shook his head again and again, he said to Teresa: "Because Kislov, now a kingdom controlled by wizards, the kingdom palace is actually controlled by the ice witch headed by Katalin, and The ice witch...I don’t like engineering technology or gunpowder weapons. Compared to these, they are more willing to believe in their magic. There are too few people who can be wizards, chemists, and engineering masters like Galt. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Well." Theresa nodded, and indeed she preferred to believe her magic.

"And because of this, Katalin and the Ice Witch monopolized and occupied most of the country’s resources to meet their cultivation needs. Naturally, fewer resources were allocated to Sergo, and Sergo was a Talented people, this kind of people generally also have a characteristic." Ryan continued: "That is..."

"That's a big temper!" Suria said with a smile: "We've learned from the dwarf."

"Yes, he has a great temper. Since the death of his predecessor, Tsar Boris Bocaha, Master Sergo has fewer and fewer resources, which makes the big engineer very dissatisfied. He has published a lot against the Tsar and Ironic remarks about the ice witch’s privileges, and the entire Kislov city is full of Cheka’s secret police. The news was easily passed out. Kataline had been patient, but it didn’t take long for the unbearable ice witch to gather together. Asked the Tsar Paika to arrest Sergo. If it were not for the general and the Boye to plead, Sergo would have been killed long ago."

"How is that?" Theresa murmured to herself: "Her Majesty Catalina and I have met many times, and in my impression she is not such a person."

"That's because you are an ice witch, she is also an ice witch!" Ryan smiled a few times: "Aurora is also an ice witch! You are all ice witches, naturally all are equal, but Shelgo is not, Kessler The husband’s aristocracy is not, not even the civilians! This is the case of the wizarding of the country. They will subconsciously think of a country as a warehouse for their research materials and a cash machine for research funding. The financial income is for the wizards. How to allocate and how to open source and reduce expenditure, but how much you can get."

"..." Theresa kept her mouth closed, and the sorceress wanted to refute it, but she thought about it as if it was indeed the case. Her mother, Aurora, was accustomed to spending money. She went directly and used half of it to research and purchase various luxury goods for the latest Big Curse (of course, not only all the big curse scrolls provided by Aurora to Ryan, but also even more), and her own annual expenses now also No less than a thousand kroner, but very little income, unlike Veronica’s Dawn Wizard Tower, which has not achieved a balance of payment~www.ltnovel.com~ But in any case, Kislov cannot fall, otherwise the empire We must face the attack of the northern barbarian. "Ryan points to the end: "At the same time, our preparations must be accelerated, Surya, about what I arranged..."

"The construction of the Musilong Rong Military Academy has begun. The museum for housing the disabled and disabled in the army and showing the honor of war will be completed by the end of the year. The Royal Infantry Military Academy Musilong Military Academy has also begun to lay foundations. The Guard House will be doubled, and all the old guards who have participated in the Battle of the Eight Peaks Mountain will enjoy additional special allowances and the right to send their children to the military academy." Suria said with a smile: " You have passed, Ryan, how did the soldiers pay enough to let the soldiers fight hard, and can not let the soldiers bleed and weep, they fight for their lives to protect the country, we should let them know that the king and queen will never forget After their sacrifice and contribution, we have an obligation to do well."

"Well, great, but there is one more thing." Ryan nodded. Now, the soldiers of the kingdom admire and support King Ryan more than the knights. This is recognized in Brittany.

"what?"

"Just..."

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