I will be crowned king

With a deafening volley of rifle fire, Anson Bach's first battle after climbing over the morning ice peak came to an end.

how to say……

Well, there's not much to say.

The battle started inexplicably and ended inconceivably - although Clovis's side did have a numerical advantage, the entire army had just crossed the snowy mountains and was in an extremely exhausted state. Its morale and combat effectiveness were only two-thirds of its usual levels at best.

The Thun side has not many but many troops, with dozens of elite cavalry equipped with breastplates and rifles, and two light cavalry cannons capable of continuous rapid fire.

They have a complete range of troops, and they also have the home field advantage and first-mover advantage; even if they are behind in tactics, they can persist for a while and retreat steadily; by then, Anson and his team, who are already exhausted, will only be helpless and furious except to watch them withdraw.

But the final result was that the line of hundreds of people only lasted for fifteen minutes before the entire line collapsed; the elite cavalry that had been fighting back and forth suddenly retreated inexplicably, abandoning the infantry and artillery to escape alone.

Faced with this result, the officers could only think that the rumors were indeed true. Not only were the Seven Cities Alliance's tactics so inferior that they were almost like a farce, but their morale was also as good as that of rats in the gutter. Even the thugs in Clovis City Not as good as anything.

The officers who had become cautious because they took the wrong path and accidentally entered the territory of the Seven Cities Alliance suddenly changed their attitude.

If the Seven Cities Alliance's troops were at this level, then there would be no need for local support or Commander Ludwig's main force to conquer the Hantu Plain; just these two thousand of them would be enough to trample the entire Seven Cities Alliance under their feet. Crush back and forth.

The battle lasted less than half an hour, but it took nearly an afternoon to clear the battlefield; except for those who ran too fast and those who were killed, the remaining nearly three hundred people became prisoners.

There was also a quarrel among the officer corps over how to deal with the prisoners. Some people suggested that they should be shot collectively. The reason was very simple: there were only more than 2,000 of them and they had to rush to Eagle Point City across the enemy's territory. More than 300 prisoners were simply... It's like a hot potato.

But the vast majority of people disagreed with this, especially Fabian; his reason was that precisely because this was enemy territory, it was impossible to hide the execution of hundreds of prisoners in one go; at the moment, the Seven Cities Alliance had not officially expressed its stance on doing this. This kind of thing is almost creating a mortal enemy for themselves and the entire Clovis out of thin air.

The two sides argued so hard that in the end they could only be temporarily placed in the center of the camp and tied together with ropes - because the entire army, which was half exhausted, was unable to guard them.

Compared with the troublesome prisoners, the captured weapons were not only large in quantity, but also of very good quality. Almost all of them were 80% new imported goods from the Empire and Clovis. The Grand Duchy of Thun was located in the north of the Seven Cities Alliance and would be the first to bear the brunt of a war. Therefore, even ordinary patrol forces can use imported weapons.

Especially the two six-pound cavalry cannons. These are real high-end imports from the empire. They are infinitely better than Clovis' imitations. Even the main force of the Southern Army only has one artillery battery installed. That’s all.

The only regret is that many war horses were killed, and not many mounts that could be used to show off one's strength were captured, which made the officers who had long wanted to find a transportation tool regretful.

But for Anson, it was a relief. At least he no longer had to explain to the officers why he insisted on marching on foot.

"So what are you going to do?"

A joyous meeting ended, and the officers who had fully exchanged opinions with each other during the quarrel left one after another. Only Anson and Carl were left in the temporary tent, plus the little clerk who bowed his head to take minutes of the meeting, and the long-awaited Lisa was sleeping soundly.

"Ah?" Anson suddenly opened his eyes wide, looking confused as if he had just woken up.

Karl rolled his eyes: "I mean the prisoners."

"What else can be done?"

Anson hugged his shoulders and shrugged lazily: "Collect the weapons and property, and release them all after tonight."

"you sure?"

"Of course." Anson nodded matter-of-factly:

"We are in the territory of the Thun people. What's the use of taking hundreds of captives? Once we run into the enemy's main force, will the Thun Archbishop let us live because of these prisoners?"

Obviously not... Carl Bain nodded: "Then should we let him go first, or run away first?"

"Have you figured out the identities of the two prisoners?" Anson suddenly changed the subject.

"Got it figured out."

Karl certainly knew who he was talking about: "The older one is Henares Arkad, the younger brother of Count Arkad, a branch of the Grand Duke of Thun, and an important cavalry general under the Grand Duke of Thun. "

"The identity of the other one is quite special, Léon Francois...the next Grand Duke of Thun."

"What?!"

Anson's expression was startled.

"That's right, my deputy commander, you really caught two big bucks this time!" Karl didn't even have the strength to roll his eyes. He could only be glad that Anson finally didn't shoot these two people to death on the battlefield. :

"At first, they tried desperately to conceal their identities. They claimed to be a father and son from a branch of the Francois family. They were ordered to patrol near the Dawn Mountains to eliminate bandits and smugglers."

"Then how did you let them expose themselves?" Anson asked very curiously.

"It's not me, it's Fabian." Karl shook his head:

"He suddenly ran over to me and told me that he had received your order. Because we had to start a forced march immediately, there was no one to guard the prisoners. They had to be 'handled' on the spot. He also led a few riflemen to take a group of prisoners as if it were serious. Drag him to the woods and shoot him."

"After trying it four or five times in a row, they got all the tricks."

Okay, okay, he is worthy of being an officer from the Guards... Anson nodded with emotion: "What about the prisoners who were shot?"

"Live well - Fabian dragged them over to dig a hole to bury the body. He fired the gun to scare them into working hard. He also helped me a lot." Carl looked at Anson with an ugly expression. :

"So what are you going to do? If we can't handle such a hot prisoner, it wouldn't be surprising even if Grand Duke Thun wants to kill us at any cost."

This is true... Anson took a long breath and thought about how to use this somewhat troublesome hostage.

"Um...can I mention something?"

The little secretary who was taking notes suddenly looked up:

"If that hostage is really Leon Francois, I vaguely remember that he seems to have a little relationship with Lord Anson Bach..."

………………

"relative?!"

The young knight was stunned and stared at Anson Bach sitting in front of him, his whole body was shocked.

"Yes, although it's quite sudden... but it's true. The two of us are actually relatives." Anson nodded, with a hint of embarrassment in his smile:

"Believe me, when I learned about this, I was no more calm than you are now, Monsignor Léon François."

As he spoke, Anson turned his gaze to Alan Dawn behind him, signaling the other person to repeat what he had just told him.

The little clerk who happily accepted the order nodded slightly, held his head high like an ancient heraldry official, and took a half-step forward proudly:

"The person you are looking at now is a descendant of the glorious Bach family, the deputy commander of the Southern Army appointed by Lord Ludwig Franz, Lord Anson Bach!"

"The Bach family does not have a long history. It is a dynamic family with a history of only more than 300 years. It has been married to many ancient families many times, including the great ruler of Thun, the blood of the Francois family. .”

"Dear Sir Léon François, in your great-grandfather's generation, that is, in 112 BC, during a fierce battle around the founding of Eagle Point, your great-grandfather's grandfather Alfonso ·In order to defend Eagle Point City - yes, Eagle Point City belonged to the Francois family at that time - he promised that if anyone is willing to help him, he is willing to marry his daughter, your great-grandfather's aunt. he."

"And the knight who stood up at the critical moment was Baron Erd Bach, the father of Lord Anson Bach's great-grandfather who was separated from the main Clovis army at that time."

"He and twenty-five wandering knights were stationed on a high tower outside Eagle Point City. They resisted the attack of the Ysel elves. After the war, he was elected as the leader and married the beautiful Alex Fletcher. Mademoiselle François."

"In 110 BC, Alex returned to Clovis with Erd; in 90 BC, they took their grown-up son back to Jinshi City to visit relatives; in 81 BC, 47-year-old Alex died of typhoid fever, and her ashes were returned to Thun in accordance with her last wish and placed in Francois’s family cemetery.”

"Afterwards, wars caused by sectarian divisions intensified, and the Bach family of Clovis no longer had much contact with Francois of Thun, but neither side has ever eliminated this bloodline from the family tree."

"Therefore, there is no doubt that both of you have the blood of Alfonso Francois, and are truly cousins." The little secretary said very proudly:

"Not only that, the François family and the Bach family have also been married to the Osteria family, so you two also have part of the blood of the Clovis royal family - all of the above can be found in the three families. Evidence was found in the family tree!”

After speaking, the little clerk put his hands behind his back and bowed to everyone present.

Silence, long silence.

After a long time, the young knight who was shocked beyond belief raised his head and looked at the small Alan Dawn:

"who are you?"

"I'm not 'who'." The little secretary smiled shyly:

"Just a humble little clerk who is not worth mentioning."

This answer that was not an answer made the young knight speechless for a while, not knowing what to say.

"Your Excellency, Deputy Commander Anson Bach..."

The middle-aged nobleman who had been silent before suddenly spoke, with a pair of bright eyes on his embarrassed face staring at Anson:

"You went out of your way to make such a big circle, and what do you want to explain? It's not just to recognize relatives, right?"

"of course not."

Anson smiled slightly and gently spread his hands: "I said this to explain a misunderstanding to you two."

"Misunderstand?"

"Yes, this whole battle is a misunderstanding." Anson said softly, and his calm look made the two of them look slightly startled:

"Clovis did not declare war on the Seven Cities Alliance, let alone the Grand Duchy of Thun. We are not enemies. In fact, if it hadn't been for that sudden shot, we might not have fought at all."

"oh?"

The middle-aged nobleman smiled: "According to you, is this still our fault?"

"Of course not!" Anson immediately denied:

"This is the land of the Thun people. Of course you have the right to fire on suspected enemy troops on your own land - that's why I say this is a misunderstanding."

"And what I have to do now is to resolve the misunderstanding between the two parties, not only as the deputy commander of the Southern Army, or as a Clovis man, but also as a member of the ancient Francois family!"

"What's the meaning?"

The middle-aged nobleman narrowed his eyes slightly. He didn't believe that the Clovis officer said so much just for the so-called "resolving the misunderstanding" and to recognize a relative who couldn't even be beaten.

Even if what that "little secretary" said was all true, it was more than two hundred years ago. According to this calculation, the Francois family and the nobles in half of the world of order can be considered a family.

"It means that I think the Grand Duchy of Thun and the Kingdom of Clovis should unite again to fight against the Yser elves like they did two hundred years ago." Anson said solemnly:

"As my secretary just mentioned, Eagle Point City was the territory of the Thun people two hundred years ago. It was a great city founded by the ancestors of the Francois family; but after the Seven Cities Alliance was established, it was destroyed by Iser The Er elves used the alliance treaty to coerce and took it away from the hands of the Thun people!"

"Now the Ysel elves are willing to degenerate. In order to fight against Clovis, they do not hesitate to become the lackeys of the empire. They even let an old god sect spellcaster become an ambassador and kill unarmed noble girls in public, so that His Majesty Carlos II Declaring war on them out of grief and anger."

Anson paused slightly: "I think now is the time for the great Thun people to raise the battle flag and take back the land from the despicable Yser elves; let the flag of the François family fly at Eagle Point again On the high tower of the city!"

What?

This time, not only Leon Francois, but also the middle-aged nobles were shocked.

This Clovis officer...does he want to win over the Grand Duchy of Thun to betray the Seven Cities Alliance and declare war on the Yser Elves? !

"To show our sincerity, my army and I will escort the two and all the injured soldiers to Jinshi City and explain all this to the Grand Duke of Thun." Anson smiled as if he didn't see the expressions of the two men. To the young knight:

"What do you think, dear cousin Léon François?"