I will be crowned king

"Stormer-Emmanuel Family Equality, Friendship and Mutual Benefit Wartime Agreement":

"First, the Principality of Ayden needs to hand over thirty to forty hostages to the Storm Division and promise that it will no longer pose any threat to Carindia, Clovis and all friendly neighbors of Clovis;"

"Second, the Principality of Ayden must immediately cease all hostilities with Carindia and Clovis, withdraw from the Carindia territory within ten days, and compensate for all losses caused;"

"Third, the Principality of Ayden must hand over one hundred thousand to three hundred thousand gold coins in cash or its equivalent to the Storm Division as war compensation;"

"Fourth, Duke Eden needs to hand over the prisoners and remains to the Storm Division free of charge;"

"Fifth, the Principality of Ayden must ensure absolute neutrality and not interfere with the Kingdom of Clovis's legitimate and legitimate interests in the land;"

"sixth,……"

Special Envoy Aiden sneered and threw the agreement back to Anson across the table before reading it, saying "regrettably" that this agreement was completely unacceptable.

The deputy commander took over the agreement without changing his expression. He first comforted Lisa, who almost jumped in her arms and tore the envoy into pieces, and then said very politely:

"Can it be changed?"

"It can't be changed!"

The special envoy with exposed veins on his forehead glanced at the girl in the opponent's arms and the seven or eight guards behind him who were already eyeing him, and resisted the urge to draw his sword:

"This is not a friendly agreement at all, but a declaration of war - sorry! Aiden is not Carindia, and he must not accept this kind of wanton insult without a bottom line!"

"Oh, that's such a shame." Anson raised his eyebrows and gently rubbed Lisa's messy hair - she especially liked doing this recently, and would start snoring after rubbing it for a while:

"But please believe that I have absolutely no intention of insulting the Aiden people."

Special Envoy Aiden nodded and smiled, stood up respectfully and saluted Anson:

"Farewell!"

After the words fell, the envoy, who was on the verge of losing control, did not wait for Anson to be polite, turned around and left the Stormtrooper camp - leaving in such a hurry that he even forgot to bring a copy of the agreement.

So the first day of negotiations ended with the two sides completely breaking up within ten minutes of the opening.

The furious Special Envoy Aiden returned to Green Valley, made a copy of the agreement based on his memory, and publicly repeated the humiliation he suffered at the negotiation meeting and Anson Bach's arrogant attitude exactly the same.

On the other side, Anson immediately convened a military meeting of the Storm Division after Special Envoy Aiden's "arrogant departure" and announced to the officers that the negotiations had completely broken down. Everyone must "give up their illusions and give the arrogant Aiden people a deep enough understanding." Lessons".

That night, the Storm Division, which had established an siege position outside the city, dug trenches overnight and continued to gather troops at the forward positions in preparation for the siege.

The Aiden Legion in the Green Valley was not to be outdone at all. It not only assembled heavy troops on the south city wall, but also built artillery forts and other defenses openly and openly within the sight of the Storm Division scouts... It seemed that they were ready for the battle. All ready.

Both sides were gearing up and waiting for the dawn of the next day.

A bloody and brutal siege is about to break out.

It’s 5:30 in the morning on the 15th day of June in the 100th year of the Saint’s Calendar.

Thick morning mist shrouded the entire Green Valley, and the land that had not yet been shrouded in the morning light was completely silent. It was so quiet that it was impossible to imagine that this was a battlefield.

Just as everyone was waiting for the first gunshot, there was a sudden sound of the gate, and the city gate of Green Valley was slowly opened.

In the thick white fog, a figure of a knight holding an iron fist banner appeared.

Standing at the edge of the trench, Anson held up a monocular, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly unconsciously.

The "knight" slowly left the city gate, left the not-so-strong city walls and fortresses in Green Valley, and headed towards the Storm Division's siege position.

Looking at the lonely figure, the soldiers in the trench became nervous and involuntarily hugged the rifles in their arms.

at this time……

"Um?"

A skirmisher huddled in the trench holding a Leopold rifle was suddenly startled. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a familiar figure passing by him.

"Deputy Commander?!"

Anson, who was walking on the trench, was stunned for a moment, then smiled at the soldiers behind him, but did not stop; he continued to move forward alone, towards the oncoming Knight Aiden in the thick fog.

Looking at Anson walking out of the position in front of him alone, Knight Aiden, who was holding the flag, was obviously stunned, and his expression showed unconcealable surprise.

On the battlefield filled with thick fog, both sides did not stop and continued to approach each other; on the quiet battlefield of Green Valley, it was so quiet that one could hear each other's heartbeats.

Two hundred steps, one hundred steps, fifty steps, thirty steps... Just when he was about to reach thirty steps, Victor Emmanuel finally reined in the reins, planted the military flag in his right hand on the ground beside his feet, turned over and dismounted.

The two people's footsteps stopped at a distance of about ten steps.

The young Duke Eden raised his head slightly and stared at Anson without saying a word.

He pursed his lips tightly, and his left hand hung by the revolver bag on the side of his thigh. His right hand naturally relaxed and drooped, but was still in a position where he could immediately hold the handle of the knife at his waist.

Anson Bach, who was opposite him, had a calm expression, not at all as aggressive as the storm master showed; he stood there as if his whole body was completely relaxed, with his left hand behind his back, his right hand inserted through the gap between the buttons of his coat, and pressed On the chest.

The two met each other's eyes and stared at each other for a long time in the middle of the fog-filled battlefield.

Ten minutes... maybe more later, as the morning fog gradually dissipated, smiles appeared on the faces of the two of them.

The next second, under the gaze of the soldiers on both sides who were waiting in formation, the deputy commander of the Southern Army and Duke Eden stepped forward at the same time, using all their strength... to embrace each other!

There was silence on the battlefield at first, and then cheers resounded throughout the sky!

"...The enthusiastic Aiden people opened the city gate, and the joyful Stormtrooper soldiers rushed out of the siege position, rushing to the battlefield like their commanders, cheering wantonly, embracing enemies with completely different skin colors and clothing, and throwing away their military caps Shooting into the sky, shooting into the sky, venting their joy at this moment..."

The above contents are all found in the letter Anson sent to Sophia Franz.

The actual situation is much simpler - the two sides basically knew each other's details the moment they met; Aiden's army had low morale and ran out of ammunition and food; the Storm Division marched in a hurry and was not prepared to attack the city at all. .

More importantly, neither side intends to fight the other to the death over a green valley.

Now that it is clear that both sides are just pretending to be paper tigers, of course they have to stop as soon as they get along, otherwise everyone will be unable to step down; after Anson and Duke Eden shook hands and made peace, new negotiations began immediately.

Compared with the provocative agreement last time, the conditions offered by the Storm Division this time were obviously much more polite - not only did Aiden not need to pay any compensation, but he did not even need to hand over hostages and prisoners.

The only requirement is that the Aiden Legion must withdraw from Green Valley as soon as possible and hand over the city to the control of the Storm Division. Although this is not a wealthy town, it was bombed into ruins by the Aiden Legion, and there is really not a drop of oil or water left.

But no matter what, as an important transportation hub to the west of Hantu and a stronghold only one day away from the port of Carindia, Anson would never tolerate the Aiden people occupying it.

Duke Ayden expressed full understanding of this, but his Ayden Legion also suffered heavy losses in the recent battles and was in urgent need of repairs and supplies as soon as possible. It was impossible to evacuate from the Green Valley immediately.

So Victor Emmanuel proposed a compromise: using the bombed-to-ruins governor's residence and the town center as the dividing line, each side would control one-half of the Green Valley.

In other words, the Storm Division controls the southern city wall and warehouse, and the Aiden Corps controls the northern city wall and sentry tower.

This distribution plan is a bit disadvantageous for Anson. After all, compared to the area controlled by the Aiden Army, the warehouse and the southern city wall have been almost destroyed, and the Storm Division also has to bear the burden of the refugees in the city and the remaining Carindia defeated troops. .

But Anson still agreed - the Carindia Port was already in hand anyway, so there was no need to argue with the other party for this little bit of profit.

As a condition, the Aiden Army must evacuate from the Green Valley within three days and completely stop its aggression against Carindia within a week.

Duke Eden had no objections to this.

So the battle in the Green Valley, which seemed to be about to decide the fate of half of the vast land with great vigor and vigor, came to an end without any end.

"To be honest, I was a little surprised the moment I saw you appear."

In the negotiation conference room, Duke Eden, who had one foot on the table, leaned forward slightly, narrowed his eyes and looked at Anson and said: "If you know, it's just a little bit... just a little bit, a little bit..."

"I'm going to kill you."

"But you didn't." Anson smiled calmly and made a praying posture:

"The Ring of Order protects."

"Yes, the protection of the Order." Duke Eden also laughed naturally:

"Otherwise you and your Stormtroopers wouldn't have walked in through the gate of Green Valley, but would have fought in!"

Before Anson could continue to be polite to him, the young Duke coughed and cleared his throat, and asked with burning eyes:

"Who is your next target?"

"Target?" Anson was stunned for a moment and looked at him with wide eyes.

"Stop pretending, do you think I don't know?" Looking at Anson's expression, Duke Eden sneered:

"At this point in the war, the situation in Hantu is clear enough; you Clovis and Thun people have the upper hand, and the rest of us don't even have time to react - we originally wanted to get the card before you. Lindya, I still have some capital when it comes to negotiations, but I didn’t expect that you are still one step too late!”

As he spoke, Duke Ayden showed a little self-mockery on his face.

"Well, you seem to have misunderstood something."

The calm Anson picked up the hot coffee on the table and explained to the other party seriously: "The Kingdom of Clovis has no territorial claims on Hantu. All we have to do is to promote Clovis's interests here. I don’t want any conflict to break out with the Hantu countries, let alone..."

"The Grand Duchy of Mist, right?" Duke Aiden with stern eyes interrupted.

Anson's face was startled when he heard this, and he took a sip of coffee in silence... which was regarded as acquiescing to the other party's speculation.

Duke Ayden's smile grew brighter after he guessed correctly: "Sure enough... we joined forces with Thun to control the east, occupied the Carindia Harbor in the south, and repelled us who controlled the western part of the land - the next step is worth your efforts. The only one that the Uighurs took action against was the Grand Duchy of Mist, which occupies the vast territory of the central part of the land."

"After defeating her, the remaining rotten fish and shrimps will not need you to do it yourself, but will actively beg to surrender to you...just like those cowards in Carindia."

"Then what do you want to get from here?" Anson raised his head and asked invisibly.

"What do I want? It's simple."

There was a hint of greed in Duke Eden's eyes:

"The Principality of Mist is divided into two."

Anson said nothing and stared at him silently.

"Don't look at me with that look, I know what you are thinking." Duke Eden chuckled a few times:

"In your eyes, I'm probably the kind of shameless person who does whatever it takes to achieve his goals, and even cooperates with the enemy for profit, right?"

"But don't you think people like me are a good collaborator? As long as I can get what I want, I don't care about things like dignity or tradition."

"More importantly, I should be of great value to you Clovis people - otherwise, do you really want to see the Francois family dominate Hantu, with no one to check and balance?"

"Don't make such a joke with me." The smile on Duke Eden's face gradually turned cold:

"You Clovis people came all the way here not to be good people. You are here to make money and find obedient lackeys. If the Francois family rebuilds the Hantu Kingdom, do you think they can still be devoted to you?"

"Then if we support you, you will be loyal to Clovis to the death?" Anson asked.

"Of course not!" Duke Eden spread his hands in a bachelor manner, with a playful smile on his face:

"But at least you have one more choice, right?"

Dead silence.

Under Duke Eden's burning eyes, Anson's expression fell into hesitation.

The young Duke said no more and waited for him quietly, holding his shoulders.

"one third."

After a full minute of silence, Anson said to Duke Eden expressionlessly:

"If war really breaks out, I can only promise you to support the Principality of Aiden in occupying one-third of Mist's territory after the war. That's all."

"As for the rest...that is between you and Archduke Claude Francois and has nothing to do with me."

"No problem!" Duke Ayden agreed readily.

He picked up the cup, poured himself a full cup of rum, smiled at Anson and said, "I wish Clovis will always be strong!"

Anson nodded slightly and calmly raised his hot coffee:

"May the land of Han usher in peace as soon as possible!"

My tooth hurts even more~