MTL - Medieval Empire Soldier-Chapter 132 ·The emperor's arrangement (please subscribe)

  Emperor calendar year 2503, early October.

When the three-way allied forces of the Empire were about to arrive at Dites Harbor, which was occupied by the barbarians at the same time, Field Marshal Kurt Heilberg sent an unexpected good news from the north of Nord. The army was defeated in the Great Plains of Salqinmond.

Norsca Supreme King's mount, the battered corpse of the frost demon dragon Garroslavi, fell among the countless Yankee corpses, and the scales were scattered, so that the imperial army sweeping the battlefield had to spend three days before the frost demon was removed. The corpses of the dragon were collected and burned, and more than 30,000 barbarians died in battle on the Great Plains. Above the battlefield, vultures and crows hovered and fell, enjoying a feast.

This message spread throughout the empire at an extremely fast speed. The bizarre defeat of the Norsca army also puzzled many imperial generals, especially the leader of the North-South coalition, Emperor Karl Franz. Using war to strengthen the emperor's authority, who would have thought that the war ended suddenly.

The coalition to support Nord was planned and issued by the emperor alone to gather the electors. Now, only a few electors have gained influence from it. He has produced many low-level military orders and outstanding warriors, but the greatest achievement among them, the honor of beheading the Khorne God's Chosen Champion Kamala Dragon-Blood Hound, belongs to a knight of the Northern Kingdom.

The emperor's character is decisive. Now that the war is over and the ravaged Nord Kingdom has been reborn, Karl Franz continues to think about how to use the resources at hand to expand more influence. After the news spread, there have been options. The Emperor arrives at Seahawk Castle in Sessenmonde.

The first to arrive were Boris Todbringer, Elector of Middenheim, Archduke of Middenheim, and Elector from Hawke, Grand Earl Pietro, Edbrand- Ludenhof, the Elector of the White Wolf received the most intense response.

  In the conference hall on the third floor of the castle, a large round table was placed in the middle of the conference hall. There were some cakes and drinks on the table, and two rows of handmade exquisite candles were burning on the silver candlestick.

  Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the fine autumn rain moistens the farmland in the wilderness, and the thick invisible darkness surrounds the distant mountains and forests.

".Imperial admiral, Lord Koenig led seventeen wolf ships, nine imperial galleons and six giant ships, and more than 180 large and small attack ships, together with the Kislev Kingdom Olen The Queen Katarin's fleet of Gole smashed nearly a hundred Noscaron ships and longships in the middle of the Claw Sea. Mannan was on top. We sunk the wooden boats of the barbarians with our own hands, watching the roaring sea water. In the whirlpool." An imperial general in a hurry stood in the Elector's Castle and reported the naval battle situation: "Preliminary estimates, the Norsca people who can withdraw to the northern wasteland on the north shore of the Sea of ​​​​Claws, at most, account for only 20%! "

"All the barbarians are dead? We continued to force the march for a month, and we kept sending out pioneers to find traces. Just to fight him, Vamir Aisling died suddenly?" The White Wolf Elector smashed Nanmu hard On the table, their faces were full of displeasure and disappointment. The imperial generals sitting in the huge conference hall of Seahawk Castle nodded in agreement with Boris' anger.

   And more people are secretly relieved, the season has reached the end of the autumn harvest, and the death of Norsca Supreme King Vamir-Aisling means that the coalition can be disbanded.

  Ivy Elector Marius Redolf ​​frowned and asked: "After you counted the corpses on the Great Plain of Salzmond, are there really more than 32,000?"

   "The numbers are true and correct. It took five days just to transport the burned corpses. The charred corpses were built up to the size of two hills."

  The huge council hall fell into a brief silence.

   "My Emperor, is there any news about who defeated the barbarian army?" Theodoric Geisel, Elector of Nord, opened his mouth to Karl Franz.

"It's hard to tell." The Emperor sitting in the first seat shook his head with a wry smile. The affairs officers under his command continued to explore what kind of army defeated the Norsca army of Varmir-Aisling. Mystery: "Some of the Grand Maesters of the Imperial College judged from the signs of the war that it might be the Wood Elf army in the forest of Lauren Loren, the pits and pits on the plains, like the footprints of some kind of giant beast, and they were numerous. "

"The wood elf of Lauren Loren?" The voice of the Elector of the White Wolf was stagnant, and the Duke of Middenheim immediately emphasized: "Impossible, absolutely impossible, I know those northern forest neighbors with sharp ears, and I also know The quality of the army of the sharp-eared wood spirit can quietly slaughter tens of thousands of Norsca troops, at least twice, or even three times the crushing advantage."

   "The population of Lauren Loren Forest has been growing slowly all the year round, and it can send nearly 100,000 troops to compete with the barbarians in one fell swoop. Do you think Pointy Ears will risk losing a large number of people and do it?"

   "These are just guesses by the Grand Priests of Imperial College"

The imperial generals in the    chamber whispered that the reason for the defeat of the Norsca army was still a mystery.

After looking around the chamber, Karl Franz stood up and patted the table: "Whether it's an enemy or a friend, the barbarian plunderers who invaded the northern border of the empire have been expelled, and winter is coming, we don't have time to discuss these. Things, there are bigger troubles waiting for us to solve!"

  The Electors around the round table nodded in agreement.

"Siegfried, tell all the nobles about the status quo of Nord you have investigated." The Emperor called his intelligence chief, Count Siegfried von Walfen, the The cousin trusted by the emperor, in charge of the intelligence network of Rickland and even the territory of the empire, and the witch hunter organization under the Holy Sigmar Templar Order, is mainly responsible for monitoring many electors and nobles for the emperor.

   "My Majesty, Your Excellencies Electors!"

Dressed in a dark gray robe of plain soap, with a short stubble on his lower jaw and a gloomy look, the Imperial Intelligence Director walked to the side of the round table, and after a brief greeting, he cleared his throat and said, "Two aspects, first of all, we all know about the loss of the army. We already know that this war has ended in a disastrous outcome, with the death of the champion Nord champion Sir Caral Leofric, the loss of more than half of the Nord Provincial Legion, and the drop in the number of militias in various northern towns and villages to an alarmingly high level. Sadly, especially the port cities along the Sea of ​​​​Claws, all of them have been burnt and destroyed in a large area, and the corrosion situation is quite serious. Fortunately, the barbarian army besieging Sessenmonde was solved in time, otherwise there would be a lot of troubles here in the provincial capital."

The intelligence chief's words echoed in the chamber. The Nord Elector Theodoric's face was filled with sadness. The sacrifice of Sir Caral Leofric was due to his mistake, and resulted in four thousand The elite Nord army was buried with them.

"Sir Carrard Leofric is dead?" answered Edbrand Ludenhof, Elector of Hawke, who interrupted Siegfried. : "That's really a huge loss to the North. There are countless beasts and water ghosts who died in his hands."

   "Yes, Sir Leofric's death is a huge loss for the Empire." Emperor Karl Franz added, nodding deeply.

"Ahem, people's livelihood." The Imperial Intelligence Director paused, with deep regret in his tone: "It is roughly estimated that more than 90,000 people lost their lives directly or indirectly because of the war, and as many as 60,000 people were missing. More than 7,000, more than 50% of the total towns were severely hit, 30% of the towns were looted and looted, 29 small towns were destroyed, 173 villages were destroyed, and 42 outposts and towers were damaged. , a port city along the Sharp Claw Sea, a large port city dominated by the Port of Diets, based on the general restoration and reconstruction time, it will take at least five years.”

   "Charlemagne is above"

   "Tooth of Tarr.."

  The distressing figures were placed in front of everyone, the meeting site fell into silence, and several electors and other Nord people from all walks of life stopped speaking.

"If Tarrabeheim suffers so much damage, the fearless followers of Tarr will stop a large expedition to the northern wasteland! Kill all the barbarian creatures!" another Elector said. Now, he said bluntly: "It's a pity that the Talabek Territory has not been invaded by barbarians. If I can, I will lead the Knights of Taal's Wrath to conquer the Yankees' den and hang them all on the wheels! The new widows inside will choose to hate me."

   Hearing these inappropriate words, Boris, Theodoric, and Karl Franz all frowned.

   He was Helmut Feuerbach, Elector of Tarabeheim and Archduke of Tarabek.

Known for his short temper, family-run mania, and lack of emotional intelligence, the elector's decrees were imaginative and unrealistic, and he was very strict about his provincial rule. He was so harsh, so inhumane, that the entire Tarabek leadership, from the nobles to the insignificant commoners, all hated the elector, and even fabricated rumors of the elector's sudden death from time to time.

Contrary to his behavior, Tarabek under the rule of Helmut appears to be in good order and trade is prosperous. It is precisely because he detests Chaos forces and various cults, and every time he finds a cult, he immediately eradicates it, which guarantees Tarabeek. Relatively good control in Heim City.

"Your Excellency Feuerbach, this is not the time to discuss these. When the time is right, the Empire will let the barbarians pay their debts with blood." Karl Franz coughed lightly and started such discussions: "Rebuilding Nord The province is imminent. Before the next barbarian invasion, the northern border still needs to be prepared. Manpower and troops are needed to maintain order and repair buildings. Therefore, our focus should be on several large and medium-sized coastal port cities, some southern cities, and Roads and outpost strongholds connecting towns."

"Agreed!" Elector Theodoric of Nord nodded, recuperating and recuperating was imminent, too many pains were imprinted in the hearts of the Nord people: "My Majesty, the Nord Kingdom is not as prosperous as the southern provinces. Barren land, even if my Elector's family spends most of their gold coins, it will not be enough to rebuild."

"The imperial treasury will provide a part of the funds and appropriate tax relief. The parliament has passed the proposal. I will also provide an interest-free loan in the name of Rickland, which is roughly enough for reconstruction." Emperor Karl Franz relented. Suan said that he and the courtiers had already discussed the corresponding solution: "For the goods orders required for the construction, the Hawker and Tarabek leaders are willing to help, the ordnance facilities and city defense weapons, and the Nunn Gun Factory are also adding urgent production, and”

Karl Franz was undoubtedly a charismatic human leader, he inherited his father Itebold's ability to handle the countless intricate political contexts of the Empire, exerting a natural management advantage, and the plans of the Emperor. Covering all aspects of the Nord Kingdom, the electors have expressed their approval and approval, and the solution that is beneficial to each province has been welcomed by the most people.

  The post-war Nord needs the support of the entire empire, so Karl Franz sees the issue of rebuilding Nord farther than anyone else.

   Even if Theodoric showed a little goodwill to the southern camp headed by the emperor and supported the political power of the White Wolf Elector Boris, it would be greatly reduced, and the northern camp would collapse from within..

   But at least the electors, after this battle, have united under the banner of imperial unity and marched side by side.

"There is one more question, Your Majesty, the granaries of several major cities in Nord Province are in emergency. If this continues, the consequences will be unimaginable." The great alchemist Bershaze-Gelter finally spoke: "Large-scale refugees must Only by migrating south can we alleviate the level of famine and tide over the difficulties."

"The area of ​​Sol Territory, which is being rebuilt in the south of Wiesenburg, is in urgent need of a large population. The Ash Pass, one of the portals of the Black Mountains, is building a giant fortification called Sol Fortress." After a little thought, the Emperor of the Empire decided to The secretly built fortress said: "Wesson understands everything that should be done for the refugees, and backed by the Aiweiling Great Plains, he can also get a correspondingly sufficient food supply."

   "Of course, we will not get these refugees in vain, and the supplies and food from the south will continue to be sent to Nord."

   At this point, the electors of the southern camp nodded again and again.

   After a long time, the tangled Nord Elector Theodoric acquiesced to this method.

"Next, let's discuss the kingdom knight who killed the Kamala Dragon-Blood Dog, and the reward for him." After dealing with some affairs and the arrangement of the army, the emperor narrowed his eyes and said: " Lallen is a model of what we need, a model of victory, a symbol of honor."

  The candlelight crackled in the council room, and the bright yellow candlelight illuminated the expressions of every elector. Everyone was thinking about what this important news represented.

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