Warhammer Throne

The root of power is the alienation of the division of labor, which is equivalent to the asymmetry of information under the hierarchical system. Therefore, when a person becomes a nobleman and becomes part of the existing power system, whether he is rich or poor, whether he is smart or stupid, his instinct must be to maintain this power system and to ensure his dominance. This is human nature. In other words, as the hierarchical system continues to extend and pass on, as the information becomes more asymmetry, the ruling class will gradually come up with similar ideas. The origin of my power is reasonable, and I deserve these powers. This forms a logical closed loop. Now I have power because I am worthy of these power gods for giving sanctity, noble blood, military exploits, etc., because I am the owner of power, so I exercise my power by Completely reasonable, because this is my thing. But actually, is it? Under the eyes of everyone, Ryan looked at all the nobles present, and many thoughts flashed through the king's heart. In fact, it is not at all. As mentioned earlier, the root of power is the alienation of the division of labor. In fact, countless serfs and freedmen surrender part of their power and turn in part of their income so that some people can be separated from production for special protection. Himself, and this is the origin of the knight aristocracy and the inevitable result of a period of limited productivity. Over time, many knights and nobles have forgotten this. Now it is revealed that the fairy in the lake is an elf god, which has opened a gap in the closed loop of the knight nobles' logic. "So we have to talk about this issue now, whether we like it or not, we have to talk about it, when the lady in the lake tells us that she is the goddess of the moon, Lilith, what should we do?" Ryan continued his speech , The king said to everyone present: "I think, these days, everyone here must have thought about a lot, a lot." "It is pretending that nothing happened, continue to let a sharp-eared spirit **** sit on our heads. Come on?" A deep bright light shone on Ryan's face, and there was a slight noise in the field. "Hurry up and change our minds to find us a new god? Charlemagne? Urik? Tal? Mirmidia? Or some other Phoenix Lord Asuyan or Bloodhand Kane? We Bretta The Niyas can’t wait to worship the new god, call them father, begging them to take in these homeless children, and begging them to accept us like other believers?" The noise in the hall gradually increased. , Almost everyone is shaking their heads. "Impossible!" "We are Bretonians, how can we do such a thing?" "Uric? What a joke, I hate the smell of wolf cubs!" "Tal will Let us become savages!" "Milmidia? No, I'm afraid that we will never sound the Bretonian war cry in this world." "Estalians will use Milmi In the name of Dia, we control our army and the castle!" Ryan gave everyone twenty seconds to discuss, and then the king laughed: "Then maybe we can do this. I will let the cabinet draft the document and declare that starting today, Brittany Nya no longer believes in any gods, all the temples of ladies in the lake, all burned! All the goddess shrines, all smashed! The glorious history of all Bretonians should be nailed to the stake, Being thrown into the garbage, our so-called glory is nothing more than a pile of **** made up of lies. Is it time to abandon them?" The noise in the arena grew louder, and almost all the knights and nobles were disgusted. Everyone shook their heads one after another. "No, it can't be like this." "No, I can't accept it!" "Your Majesty. This is not a sensible plan." "People who think this way are crazy, my Majesty." "Very good." Ryan again Signaling everyone to be quiet, the king was silent for a few seconds, and gently tapped on the table with a small wooden hammer: "Then, I ask you all here, you are all dignitaries in Bretania, and you are all my Bretons. The noble elite of Tania, I’m asking everyone here.” “If our goddess, the fairy in the lake, is completely abandoned by us, what will happen to us in Brittania?” Ryan then asked: “You guys really Have you ever thought about it?" The audience was silent. "I admit that some people will benefit." Ryan cast his gaze to the large group of knights from the "Free Bretania" faction sitting on the right. The king grinned, both sneer and contempt: "Because they have With reasonable and legal excuses, more manors, castles and lands are captured, and more titles are obtained!" "They can burn Curona's Holy Grail Cathedral to ashes by themselves! Because that is a lady's thing!" They can demolish the lion ring racecourse with their own hands, demolish the thousand-year-old sculpture on it, throw all the tapestries on the ground and trample them with their feet, because they are women’s things!" "They can put other flags in In Bastogne, it is inserted in Pordro and above our Royal Palace of Curona, and those flags that symbolize our millennium glory will only be thrown into the fire!" There was an uproar in the audience. More than 800 nobles thought of this scene, an extremely deep chill soaked their spine. This is to wipe out the fairy in the lake? If you want to destroy the human kingdom, you must first destroy its history. This is the foundation of their knight aristocracy! ! ! After everything about the fairies in the lake disappears in Bretania, then the knight culture and the entire kingdom will no longer exist! However, if they want to completely abandon the fairy in the lake, these people must do so, otherwise, how can "free Bretania" and "New Bretania" completely draw a line from the fairy in the lake? All the nobles can feel the blood surging on their faces. Never, never let this happen. "Ladies and gentlemen, do this, right?" "No!" "Do this, right?" Ryan continued. "No!!!" "Can we do this?" The king's voice spread throughout the Congress Hall. "Never! Never! Never!!!" The excited roar of all the nobles in the inner hall, and even the four thousand kingdom knights in the outer hall, spread into the entire Congress Hall. "Okay, very good!" Ryan put his hand behind his ear, and he smiled at everyone: "I heard it. I heard your voice. Very good. It seems that you don't want to see this. A scene happened, I heard it, thank you everyone." Thunderous applause sounded, applauding for their king. Succinctly and concisely, Ryan is thinking of them. After dozens of seconds, the congress hall gradually quieted down, and Ryan continued: "But there must be many people who still feel awkward. We are the descendants of proud Bretons. How can we believe in an alien god? What's more, she has deceived us for thousands of years. Shouldn't she apologize for this, shouldn't she have to pay for taking advantage of us, can she be treated as if nothing happened like this?" Everyone here nodded. , Yeah, this level can't be passed. The neutral knights headed by Bohemond all showed entangled expressions. Yes, they just couldn't pass this level. It's hard for them to continue to convince themselves to continue to believe in an alien god? unacceptable! "Therefore, before then, I must divert the topic a little bit and please listen patiently." Ryan signaled everyone to be quiet again, and the king said in a deep voice: "I have read our history carefully these days, and I take it for granted. It is found that our history can be said to be a military book. From the establishment of this country, endless wars have continuously invaded this land, from the melee of hundreds of tribes in prehistoric times to the battle of 14 tribes in the later period. From the twelve wars of the founding of the country to the present after a thousand years, we have had brilliant victories and many shameful failures, but now, ladies and gentlemen, tell me, where are we now? Ours Where is the country?" "It's here! It's here!!!" "After a thousand years, the Bretons still stand!" "We have not perished!" the nobles exclaimed excitedly, even after countless wars. , Even the peaceful years in the thousand-year history are not long, even if the knights passed on from generation to generation, but we are still there, the kingdom is still there! "Yes, we are still there." Ryan nodded, and the light shone on him. The Sun King's figure was shrouded in brilliance. He first opened his arms and then hands on his hips: "The duty of a knight is to guard, and so is the virtue of a knight. Guard, there is nothing more glorious than defending our home and our country. Ladies and gentlemen, as knights, must we continue to assure everyone that we will continue to be here to defend and guard our country and our people?" "Aye!" "Aye!" "Aye! Aye! Aye!" The voice of approval began to sound. The nobles recalled the glory of thousands of years, the sacrifices of each family in the long history, and that generation in order to perform their own knighthood. The people who died in the battle felt that something in their bodies was awakened. Despite the brutality, corruption, and corruption, the horns sounded, and the armor was all over, and the knights chanted the name of the goddess and fought for their homeland. Those great nobles who were unwilling to fight for their homeland had already been dealt with by Ryan's waves of cleansing, and those who remained now were basically on the battlefield. "Yes, we must guarantee that, in fact, I also have full confidence in leading you and defending our country. Everyone, do you think I can?" Ryan laughed: "I personally think that as long as we do what we do We can continuously reproduce our glory in Bafeng Mountain, in the empire, and in Obian." "Yes!" "Hear! Hear! Hear!" The approval was louder, and the knights and old guards who supported Lane The soldiers shouted vigorously, the neutral knights slapped their thighs vigorously, and even the knights of free Bretania couldn't help but be moved. "I'm very happy to hear your approval. It makes me feel that my previous efforts were not in vain." Ryan smiled and nodded. The Sun Dynasty looked at the outer hall and said, "But the situation is not optimistic. Estalia is dead, and only Bilibali is still resisting. Tyrell may be able to sustain it a little longer, but without reinforcements, the ending is already doomed. There is also the frontier prince, according to the three guards of the badlands and the sea gate. According to the news from Guan, the frontier princes have been basically overwhelmed by Skaven, Beastmen, and Greenskins. Maybe you haven’t noticed it. Together with Kislev and Silvania, the whole old world Half of it has fallen." There was a burst of exclamation in the venue. In recent years, Brittany has been too "peaceful", and the great aristocrats have not had that strong sense of crisis, even in a sanctuary like François. The Grand Holy Grail knights believed that "the empire and the dwarves would solve their own problems", and when they heard the news from Ryan, everyone was still surprised. Unconsciously, half of the old world has fallen? "All Bretons, the crisis is approaching us!" Lane said loudly: "Unite, Bretons! Tell us, where is your courage? Do you remember how to defend your kingdom, Right? It’s not the first time we have encountered this kind of dilemma, but as we have seen." "We are still here, the kingdom is still there!" Ryan’s fist struck the table where the Code of Knights was placed, loudly. Light, but it sounded like a bell in everyone's ears. "Yes!" "We are here, and the courage is here!" "Yes! Yes! Yes" The response has spread throughout the hall of the King's Council, and even the great nobles of the Free Breton faction have tolerated it. Can't help shouting out. "Then, who gave us this courage? Who brought us out of the quagmire when the Bretons were desperate? Who was it, when the Bretons were on the verge of extinction, the Holy Grail Given to us, who is it, always as the patron saint, guarding our kingdom?" Ryan continued shouting. The entire venue was quiet for an instant, and everyone seemed to be poured cold water on their heads. It's the lady in the lake. But... but he is a spirit **** after all! The effect was just right. Ryan smiled while everyone was silent: "Ladies and gentlemen, it seems that you still lack a little courage. It seems that if you admit all this, does it hurt your decency?" Half of the great aristocrats blushed and bowed their heads subconsciously. Yeah, even if she is really good to us, she is still an alien god. If she admits it, doesn't it appear that we are... very faceless? Ryan nodded again and again, with a little blame in his tone: "But everyone is also very clear. Very often, it is the little courage in our chest that changed our history, our story, saved us, and made mortals. Able to survive." "The former Phoenix King Enariou, he was originally a navigator. For him, the courage is that he personally climbed into the Asuyan flame and asked the Lord of Phoenix to save his compatriots. , The courage is that under his double curse, he still personally went to the ceremony site of the Maelstrom, fighting alone and defeating the four chaotic monsters!" "For Charlemagne, courage is his battle at the Black Fire Pass. In the middle of the war, the big green-skinned warlord heads out for a whole day. The courage is that he alone confronts Nagash, the lord of the dead, and returns the lord of the dead to the grave. The courage is that he personally confronts the Eternal God Chosen Moka For three days and three nights, they drove the Chaos stuff back to where they should be!" "For Arthur, courage lies in the fact that he is the first dragon slayer in Brittany, and courage lies in the strength of 1:30. At that time, he still bravely came out to face the greenskin frenzy. The courage is that after several fatal arrow wounds, he must stand on the horse even if tied with a rope!" "For me, courage means that I didn't make it after becoming a king. A conservative but cowardly decision. I have never tried to deny or conceal anything. Courage is the big expedition. Courage is I summon you to stand here to face all of you and give my speech to you!" "So, you guys, what is courage for a lady?" Ryan finally raised the most critical topic: "For a lady, courage is to stand up when Bretons are most difficult and desperate. She came out and extended a helping hand to us. The courage is under the chaos and all kinds of threats. She appears again and again and stands with us. The courage is that when the rumors spread, she frankly admits all this, her spirit **** Identity and the right to choose to us!" "Now, Bretons, tell me, where is your courage?" Ryan roared: "Half of the old world fell, in many countries with a long history or When the fall is about to fall, when the Beastmen, the Undead, the Skaven Rats, the Greenskins, and the Chaos Frenzy in the North may break the imperial defenses south at any time, Bretons, where is your courage? !" A certain kind of flame was ignited, and every Bretonian present could feel the flame in his chest burning, spreading from the body to the limbs and then to the head, and the long-lasting enthusiasm was awakened. The hair is upside down, the thighs are shaking, the fists are clenched, and the blood is stretched. The knights and nobles roared. They recalled the thrilling history a thousand years ago, and then remembered what was happening now. The fire is still burning, and the blood is still not cold. "It was the lady who chose us, but in the same way, our courage chose the lady!" Ryan's roar echoed, like a storm hitting the beach by the sea: "We will tell everyone in the world with our actions, no matter it is Elf **** or human god, lady is our god! Whether it is an ally or an enemy, we will never give up in the face of the storm, and we will never compromise! We will fight to the end, until the last Breton son disappears, if This is the end of our history, so we have to use our sacrifices to play the last song of our own, the Elegy of the Cavaliers!" "Elf God? Human God, is it really that important? Tell me, Bretta Niah! Do you agree with the lady to stay?" "Yes! Yes! Yes!!!" The voice in the hall sounded again, louder than before. "Lady is our God in Bretania!" Finally, someone shouted out "Lady is our God!" someone said. "Madam! Madam! Madam!" Trickles, rivers, lakes and seas, until the huge storm. The great aristocrats of Free Bretania were almost shaken collectively. More than half of them showed shame on their faces and were already praying to the goddess for forgiveness. "The end is near, we will fight in the Empire and Estalia!" "We will fight on the border of the Road to Curona!" "We will defend our kingdom at any cost, and if necessary, we will be in Leona. Fighting under the sandy beaches of Sai and the lighthouse of Le Angourang, we will fight in the manor on the plain of Curona!" "We will fight in the streets of the capital, in the Ardennes forest, in the Pordro The port, the mountains of Montfort, and Bastogne, our battle in the land of Longxing!" "Bretanians, where is your courage? Where is your chivalry spirit?" Ryan roared: "Who remembers the vows of knighthood, who remembers the eight virtues of knighthood?" "Humility, integrity, compassion, bravery, justice, sacrifice, honor, soul!" A warm cheer broke out in the hall. The great aristocrats slapped the seats and railings hard, or exhausted all their strength to wave the silk scarves and the parchment in their hands. Excitement was surging, like a mountain whistling a tsunami that shook the sky, especially U.U. It was the young Devonshire. Ryan's eldest son jumped and jumped excitedly, wishing to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy immediately. In the originally cold council hall, like a volcanic eruption, the hot air overflowed the hall and spread to the outer hall. "Let us invite the ladies back, and welcome the final battle. What do you think?" "Yes! Yeah! Yeah!" All the great nobles shouted hoarsely, even the people of the Free Breton faction They all stood up, shouting the names of the lady and Ryan, waving parchments and silk scarves in agreement. There is no more doubt, whether it is a fairy **** or a human god, don't we Bretonians even have the courage to admit the facts? The lady gave us courage, and now it is our turn to give him courage! Duke Berhemond nodded slowly, got up and applauded, seeing him getting up, all the neutral knights and nobles also got up. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" "Madam! Madam! Madam!" "Lane! Ryan! Ryan!" The holy knight's oath resounded from the hall again until it spread throughout the palace! "I swear to be kind to the weak. I swear to fight **** bravely. I swear to fight against all mistakes. I swear to fight for the defenseless. I swear to help anyone who asks me for help. I swear not to hurt any woman. I swear to help me. Brother knight. I swear to treat my friends sincerely. I swear that I will die for my loved ones." Seeing people rushing to wave the parchment and silk scarves in their hands, Ryan nodded slightly and the king closed his eyes. Success is not the end, and failure is not the end. The most important thing is the courage to move on. 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