Warhammer Throne

Just as the Wolfenborg army was under pressure, Hawke’s capital, Herzig.

It's time to enter early March. Herzig is still very cold, but finally it is no longer uncomfortably cold. The army is currently taking a rest in Herzig.

The stay of the army not only did not cause trouble to Herzig, but instead formed a huge deformed prosperity. Various logistics supplies and military supplies from the south of the empire arrived at the front line one after another. The large army stationed here not only did not appear because there were too many troops The resulting chaos, on the contrary, resulted in the unprecedented stability of the public order of the Hawke collar and Herzig due to the large number of garrisons.

This allowed Hawke to elect Emperor Edbrand to secretly breathe a sigh of relief. Especially the Ryan administration is extremely strict. Even under the garrison, the Breton army still has to conduct very strict drills, and the management of the knights The Duke of Birchmond and Mogina were doing it again, which allowed the Britons to maintain good discipline without disturbing the people.

Midenheim is also the most strict, except for the white wolf knights who are drunk and prone to alcoholism and whistling at women.

Cavalier King sat in his room, dealing with a pile of various documents. As the commander and king of the army, Ryan not only had no time to spend the past few days intimately with Mogiana, Veronica, Teresa and others. Instead, things are so much.

As a king, Ryan had to look at most of the documents and inquiries about various specific matters, including a large number of requests from the army and opinions between the nobles, a list of munitions and the payment of military supplies, and a large number of reports from the empire. And army movements, as well as a small amount of scatter information obtained from entering the Oster collar.

A lot of chores made Ryan quite annoyed to deal with, but the Cavaliers knew that this was no way. After all, as a king and coach, he had better look at many things in person. Only in this way can the smooth operation of the entire system be ensured. Control corruption as much as possible.

Of course, there is a degree to control, not all is not seen, it is decentralization, not all, it will kill yourself alive, the typical ones are Prime Minister and Lao Zhu.

To put it simply, the big things are overwhelming, the small things are spot-checked, and you can punch hard at any time.

At the same time, an autographed love letter from Emilia was also sent to Ryan.

"The Lion in Jean City has completed countless miracles, His Majesty the Great Knight King Ryan-Makado, and I congratulate you on your great victory in the Battle of the Three Kings."

"You are my love, the object of my favorite, and my feelings and love for you are beyond words."

"At the moment I received the letter, I had decided to go to Herzig in person to meet you."

"Because I want to touch the one who cares and loves me as soon as possible~"

"Children and dad, please wait for my good news."

"Emperor empire Emmanuel von Leibovitz-Benadino."

"Sincerely, salute."

There was a faint red lip mark on the envelope.

"Ah~ It's so good~ There are love letters! From now on, Ryan and I have written no more than two love letters to me!" Veronica wore a suit of Snow Dai Rose Hezig today. Classical dress long skirt, the neckline is opened very low, the buttons on the chest are not tied, the proud full is held tightly by the collar, and a deep and attractive ditch is drawn, and a pair of straight and slender jade is wrapped around The ultra-thin black pattern tights with delicate texture and paired with a pair of black high-heeled lace-up high heels. The proud female speaker is as attractive as a flower in full bloom. Unfortunately, she now has a vinegar on her face. After reading the Amelia love letter aloud, she said angrily: "Lane, you are very relaxed and comfortable, and you have time to write a love letter with your Countess?"

"Lane, he has never written a love letter to me." Theresa is now Ryan's personal secretary. The sorceress's dress today is a standard OL dress. The black lengthened trench coat + white forged flower shirt and bag hip skirt make her full. White-collar beauty, silver jacquard pattern on thick black stockings and silver chain on high-heeled boots are the finishing touches.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?Heh, my dear, I don't like these little witches.

"That's for sure. Ryan's favorite are the court ladies now?" Theresa also followed the rhythm. The sorceress's face was flushed. Her heart was in a hurry. Ryan and she knew her for so long. Omi never wrote a love letter to her!

She doesn't even have any capital to show off!

"Yeah, my dear, His Majesty Mogianna said, arrange, and arrange, at least two of them each!" Veronica waved Emilia's love letter in her hand, and then let go On Ryan's desk: "And the quality must pass!"

"Isn't it one? How did it become two?" Ryan sat back and looked at the document with a bitter smile. The Cavalier's face was a little tired. He put the document on hand and he said helplessly: "I both Promised one of you, don't force me anymore?"

"How is one enough?" Teresa said angrily. "Mogianna said she would write two for her, so..."

Ryan looked amusedly at the indignation of the Warlock. The King of Knights extended his finger and gently poked at Theresa's waist: "Pull~"

"Well!" Theresa's body suddenly felt soft as a result of an electric shock. The sorceress reached out and shyly and angrily hammered on Ryan. She covered her waist and there was now sore and numb.

"Don't divert your attention!" Veronica jumped back and forth with her hands on her hips, and the female speaker said angrily: "You said you can't write!"

"Now this matter is not important." Ryan quickly extracted a new document from the file pile: "My dear, I have a task for you, a very important task."

"What task?" Veronica's attention turned away.

"A lot of new supplies have arrived at the Herzig Pier along the Tarabek River. Veronica, you go to check with the Imperial Logistics Officer and check." Ryan took out the document and wrote a note to Vero Nika: "Bertrand and Raymond will assist you, remember to spot check immediately."

"Okay, okay, let me take a look at you." Veronica also knew that the business was important, and the Witch of Galan reached out to take the sliver and twisted out.

As soon as Veronica went out, Ryan and Theresa were left in the room. The sorceress was so scared that she wanted to run as soon as she saw Ryan's unwilling gaze. Unfortunately, she was sour and soft, and she quickly changed the subject: "Why Let Veronica go? Aren't Lawn and Talleyrand specifically responsible for this?"

"Laun, he is a military aristocrat, and he is not very clear about the crooks of the people below. As for the guy in Talleyrand, if he is not restrained, he will do just one more." Ryan reached out and took Theresa directly. Pulling it over, letting her sit on her lap with her back against her, the sorceress's body was comfortably held coldly. Ryan took a deep breath of the lavender on her black and long hair, and said softly, "As for Bay Trang and Raymond did not know enough about the logistics system and were easily deceived."

"Is the military demand?" Theresa struggled in Ryan's arms. Seeing that she was really weak, she relaxed, leaving Ryan to take off her boots and wipe oil on her long black silk legs. The sorceress dissatisfiedly said, "Then I can, why let Veronica go?"

"Ha ha ha ha, that's because you have other tasks." Ryan grinned more disgustingly.

"What... mission?" Theresa complained a little and looked forward to it.

"We still have so many files to process!" Ryan took a large stack of files from the side. The Knight King put away his unwilling expression: "Really, not fighting is more tired than fighting."

"How about relaxing for a little half an hour?" Teresa leaned in Ryan's arms, she whispered: "I feel a little strange recently, always..."

"Then, you need to be quieter!"

"Me, I try my best."

............I am the dividing line a little quieter...

Near the Christopher Castle, the old guard barracks.

The eyes of the old guard commander Bertrand Tal and the commander of the old guard halberd camp Raymond Mountbatten led the forty or fifty old guards wearing winter coats and holding weapons. Behind Nica, they are going to check the newly arrived military supplies and pay.

Raymond had the power to have a surname since he obtained the title of knight. This old guard commander from the thirties of the serf got many olive branches of noble families. In the end, he chose to accept the famous local of Musilon. The invitation of the noble Lord Philip Mountbatten to register his surname as Mountbatten is also officially accepted by the nobles.

After Veronica handed the note to Bertrand, she naturally became the leader of the crowd. The charming and sweet female speaker led the crowd to the Hawk Pier to greet the arrival of the imperial transport fleet. Veronica's dress is quite hot. Many people peek and point along the way. Veronica does not care about this. As a witch, she has to face this. She has been used to it for decades.

"Ms. Veronica, this is now Herzig." Bertrand, the commander of the old guard, flashed the holy emblem of Tal on his forehead. His bazi today is obviously specially trimmed and decorated, and it looks special. With style, Bertrand followed Veronica and said to her: "Very deformed prosperity, too many people are filling our stomachs with our army."

"Yes, everyone knows that the soldiers have money in their pockets. Every day we finish our meal, there is a large group of refugees waiting for leftovers and leftovers. There are small vendors all over the barracks and there are queues The women who are waiting to sell themselves are mostly Kislev women." Raymond exhaled the white mist from his mouth, and the old guard commander said to Veronica: "Now the Herzig refugees are totally dependent on With the spending power of our military forces supporting and still having meals, I can’t imagine what would happen if we withdrew."

"That's what happened after we withdrew." Veronica's voice was sweet, but her attitude was very cold: "That's not what we should consider. The soldiers' consumption is already giving refugees a way of life. And, the military minutes should be held fast, don’t disturb Ryan, he has enough things."

"Please rest assured, Ms. Veronica, I have always strictly controlled the military discipline. Except for the day of the holiday, all soldiers can only eat out at night and let go of the wind for a while. We implement a strict curfew system unless the soldiers do not want to Fucked." Bertrand thought for a while, but shook his head again: "But we can't control anything else, especially those serf infantry regiments, it is said that they like to go to Kislov women for money."

Veronica can only shake her head helplessly. This kind of thing you like is really difficult to stop. The management of the Serf Infantry Regiment cannot be as strict as that of the fully professional army like the Old Guards. As for the knight lord We... There is no such requirement in the eight virtues of the knight. It is said that the Duke of Birchmond bought many girls from Kislov as his maid!

No way! I'm going to stare at Ryan! Veronica thought of it, otherwise who knows if there will be a new Xiao Bi Chi to divide resources?

A few anecdotes emerged from the chat of several people.

In the past week or two, a large number of poor people have gathered around the Brittany Army Barracks every day, waiting for the Breton army to sell leftovers.

Among the munitions provided by the empire, many of the meat is large-scale Empire Black Forest sausages, which are used to provide Bretons for meat, but most Britons are not used to this kind of meat. Heavy-flavoured sausages, even if they are ordinary serf infantry regiments, are meat after all, but like knights and old guards and engineer artillery units will not force themselves, they would rather buy them from the market with military pay The fresh meat cooks on its own, and it doesn’t like to eat the Empire’s heavy sausages.

This resulted in a large waste of sausages.

The cunning high elf, Mr. De Tallerrand-Maurice-Benister, Ryan’s private courtier, suddenly thought of a wealth-making experience. Talleran made people collect sausages and leftovers that were rejected by the knights and the old guards. Leftovers, and then uniformly taken outside the barracks and sold to the poor and refugees of Hawk collar at a very cheap price.

My Talleyrand is also a great philanthropist!

As long as a few copper coins, a few copper coins can get two pieces of hard brown bread and a piece of sausage, the things are limited, while stocks last! If you buy it, you will earn it, and you will not come when the opportunity is unavoidable. Welcome new and old friends to purchase!

Poor people and refugees are grateful. In places such as the Hawk collar where supplies are scarce and rare, these leftovers are the only source of meat for many people. Several copper coins are cheap and popular.

The Britons sold these sausages to avoid waste, which was in line with the spirit of knighthood. The knight masters and the old guards were also content to do good deeds, and suddenly felt that they had noble virtues.

In the end, Talleyrand made a lot of money by himself in this business. Although the price was cheap, there was no cost for the lame to rely on quantity to win, and his small vault became thicker.

Everyone was happy. Hawk led the people to take the leftovers and returned to their homes. They boiled the water and threw the things into the pot, added some salt and simmered together with the local sauce, and ate the meat happily.

The boiling cauldron, the hot food, the curling white smoke, and several people nesting in the house to cook and eat, this is the only comfort in the dark age.

This kind of food is called "troop hot pot".

Bertrand and Raymond talked about this really.

After hearing this story, Veronica laughed tremblingly, and the chairperson of the sorceress's assembly laughed with her hands on her hips, almost suffocating.

What a cunning lame! Can actually think of this idea!

Veronica immediately felt that she still had to broaden her thinking.

After an anecdote ended, after everyone laughed, Herzig's pier was near.

However, today's situation is somewhat different. In addition to a large number of transport ships bringing new materials, several large warships and a large passenger ship have priority to dock at the port.

The door opened, shining armor and crimson feathers, a group of fully equipped royal knights appeared on the pier, headed by a tall general with the image of a typical brave warrior.

His armor was polished and shimmered like a mirror, his strong arms were as tough and unyielding as his spirits, and of course, the iconic long waxed beard and the unique eagle-wing helmet.

Rick Marshal Heilberg led the Rick Guards, the Kalundborg Sword Regiment, and the Braunschweig Glorious Guard arrived!

He was followed by the emperor’s personal champion, the empire's flag officer, and Ludwig-Swarzhammer, the sanctuary powerhouse! The white-bearded grandfather was tall, strong, and unsmiling, but only led the soldiers to land.

Veronica's face changed slightly, and she had time to say hello to UU reading www.uukanshu.com, and another new warship also landed!

The warship hangs the banner of the city coat of arms of the black lion and golden lion from Nur!

Nur’s army is here!

The Noor Iron Armor and the Imperial Guard’s private guard Blackstone guards quickly landed from the warships, and they were immediately lined up in a very neat two-line queue. Marshal Nour Ernstein and Noor Justice Theodore Brook Na got out of the boat one after another, and immediately waited on both sides.

A gorgeous figure appeared from the cabin. The flame-like bright red dress and the black and gold coat outside made her appear more noble and sacred.

"Long time no see, Ms. Veronica!"

"How are you doing lately?"

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