I Will Be The Crowned King

Hantu, the Grand Duchy of Mist, Iron Bell Fort.

With his eyes closed, Grand Duke Thun, wearing a white linen coat, knelt in front of the steps of the main seat of the hall, holding a candle, quietly waiting for the sun to rise.

This is a ceremony that looks very simple and can even be called "shabby"; it is so shabby that there is no luxury hall specially decorated, there is no gluttonous feast that makes everyone's index fingers move, and even the aristocrats who come to watch the ceremony and There are very few foreign guests.

But at such a shabby ceremony, everyone present was either solemn or solemn... The atmosphere was extremely solemn.

"Claude Francois, son of Vittorio Francois, with the ring of order under the common gaze of everyone here, I question you on their behalf..."

In the silent hall, the black-robed priest holding the crown stood expressionlessly on the steps, and said solemnly:

"Are you willing to carry the glory of your ancestors and become the guardian of all the people of Hantu south of the Dawn Mountains?"

Everyone held their breath.

Under everyone's attention, Claude Francois, holding a candle in his hand, slowly raised his head and opened his eyes that were so calm that there was no trace of turbulence:

"I will."

An Sen with a calm expression stood in the front row of the crowd, hugging his shoulders like a junior who came to attend a happy event for a distant relative. Everything around him had nothing to do with him.

Carl, with a complicated expression, and Fabian, who was thoughtful, followed closely behind him, as if he was a friend whom he was too troublesome to pull to make up the number.

The little secretary who could only stand in the farthest corner did not pay attention to the protagonist of the ceremony, and looked at An Sen's back with admiration from beginning to end.

Little Lisa, who was also not interested in the ceremony, sat beside him, enjoying the almond cake that the little secretary prepared for her.

"Are you willing to protect your subjects and keep your promises?"

"I will."

The moment the words fell, Archduke Mist and his grandsons, who were over seventy years old, let out a long breath, and their tense bodies completely relaxed.

Duke Aiden...or Archduke Aiden frowned slightly, and the expression on his shadow-covered cheeks was extremely complicated.

"Are you willing to fight for her, draw swords against all enemies who humiliate her dignity, tarnish her glory, and invade her territory, whether the enemy is strong or weak, close relatives or hatred?"

"I will."

The excited little Leon bit his lower lip tightly, looked at his father's back, and clenched the wrist of "best friend" Reno beside him; Reno, whose right hand was about to go numb, remained motionless, with the same complex expression as his father's.

"Then in the name of the Ring of Order, here is His humble servant proclaiming to the world..."

The black-robed priest looked around the crowd, and slowly raised the crown above his head with both hands: "Claude Francois, son of Vittorio Francois, with the support of all the people of Hantu, is crowned as The king of the vast earth!"

"Honored by the grace of our Lord, following the bloodline of the ancient 'King Francois', he created the Francois lineage and called it... Claude I!"

"From the south of the Dawn Mountains to the Dusk Sea? It's all your territory? Your country... The Kingdom of Hantu!"

Every time the priest said a word, the atmosphere at the scene became a little excited.

"In the name of the Ring of Order? Inheriting the wishes of thousands of people in Hantu? I... crown you as the king of Hantu."

The black-robed priest slowly put the crown on top of Claude Francois's head, and then slowly stepped back? He suddenly opened his arms: "God bless the vast land, long live my king!"

The loud voice resounded in the hall like a bell.

The next second? In the hall, except for the Stormmasters and the two Grand Dukes, all the nobles of the vast land present neatly knelt down on one knee and burst out with excited shouts from their chests:

"God bless the land, long live my king-!!"

"God bless the vast land? Long live my king——!!!!"

"God bless the vast land? Long live my king!!!!"...

Accompanied by a wave of shouts, Claude I with the crown on his head slowly got up, and on his slightly aged face, a pair of incomparably sharp eyes swept towards everyone in the hall.

He saw his son who was excited, saw Archduke Mister who was still stroking his chest and saluting? He saw Archduke Aiden with a cold face and a proud head... Finally, his eyes stopped on the deputy commander of the Southern Legion. .

Anson, who was silent, nodded slightly? A flash of smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

King Claude I readily understood and turned his eyes to the crowd? He listened to the shouts of the people swearing allegiance... Until he raised his hand, the sound that lasted for nearly two minutes finally stopped.

"Everyone? I... Claude Francois thanks you for your support? Is it your unity? Strength, courage, and determination to reunite the land that has been divided for thousands of years, so that this land can once again join hands. , to fight for our common future."

Claude I looked around the audience, and he said solemnly: "But I know better that 'king' is not just a title, a title, an honor and power... It is a responsibility, a flag, a symbol, and a symbol of the entire Han Dynasty. The unity and integrity of the soil."

"But the current Hantu, she... is not complete; the current us, too, have not won the honor of belonging to this new kingdom."

"I, your king, will never allow this situation to continue!"

"For the sake of unity, we paid a heavy price, paving the way with the blood of our enemies and even our own, and forging a bond between each other by forgetting hatred and reconciliation... I will never allow the blood and tears of the victims to go to waste." New 81 Chinese website updates the fastest mobile terminal: https:/

"That's why I assure you, Han Tu, the generals must also be unified!"

"Today, in this glorious and glorious hour, in this hour of unity, I, Claude Francois, your king, give you my first order..."

"Kingdom of Hantu... officially declared war on the empire!"

"Until the last invader was driven out of the vast land, until the last man of the vast land shed his blood."

"Our new kingdom will be born from the ashes of war!"

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"What does this mean?"

In the tent of the military camp, Arthur Herrede flipped through the newspaper that was about to be smashed in his hand, and looked blankly at Yi Bernard who was thinking:

"Hantu declared war on the empire... But aren't our enemies Clovis and Thun people? Where did the Seven Cities Alliance go, and why did it become the Hantu kingdom again?"

"Also, who is Claude Francois? That name sounds familiar... And why do they say we're intruders, and the intruders aren't Clovis? Well, Louis, tell me Well, what exactly is this newspaper trying to say..."

"The meaning is very clear!"

Louis, with a dull expression, rudely interrupted his close friend and his current regiment commander—if their current four companies, consisting of less than 500 people, are also worthy of the name "Infantry Regiment":

"Our enemy...or the entire vast land, now, because of someone, has formed a very united alliance against the empire."

"Someone..." The clever Arthur immediately blinked:

"you recognize?"

Louis hesitated, then nodded silently.

"Then you must know him well!" Arthur immediately became excited:

"I mean, for example, what will he do next to us...these intruders?"

"...Are you referring to his tactics?"

Louis laughed at himself and sighed while sitting on the cold camp bed: "Probably yes... If you fail repeatedly, it can be interpreted as experienced."

"However, I declare in advance that I am no longer the commander-in-chief of the Iser Guard Corps, only your deputy commander; I know nothing about the wars in the Han soil in recent months, as you do, so it is definitely impossible to say in detail. ...is it clear?"

"It's clear and clear!"

Arthur nodded excitedly, sitting cross-legged on the bed, his eyes burning, completely impatient.

"I didn't fight him very often. Strictly speaking, it was actually only twice." Louis sighed:

"As far as I know, Anson Bach... He is the kind of guy who looks very bold, but is actually extremely cautious. Occasionally, this kind of cautiousness is too rational, so that he will become a lunatic in the eyes of others."

"If he had to explain it, he could always see some 'best' options that were particularly unrealistic, too difficult, and not easy to achieve in the eyes of others, and would do everything possible to get ahead of them."

"Like now?" Arthur's eyes lit up:

"Turn the Alliance of Seven Cities into the Kingdom of Hutu?"

"maybe."

Louis thought thoughtfully: "He knew that it was impossible for him to resist the attack of the empire with only a few thousand of his own people, and he was worried that some of the divided Seven Cities Alliance would fall to the empire, so he did everything he could to unite them into one country, so that At least in name, Hantu is already an ally of the Clovis Kingdom and an enemy of the Empire." ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

"Our enemy is no longer the thousands of Clovis infantry divisions and the scattered seven-city alliance, but a newly rising kingdom and her allies."

"Oh I got it……"

Arthur suddenly realized, in addition to being deeply admired, he couldn't help but wonder:

"Then what do we have to do to defeat this guy named Anson Bach?"

"What does this have to do with us?"

Resisting the urge to punch his best friend in the face, Louis pointed to the snow-capped mountains outside the tent and said, "We, the 2nd Infantry Regiment, our mission is to garrison the artillery positions, and at the same time monitor and patrol the nearby roads to ensure smooth supply lines. ."

"What does this mean? It means that unless there is an accident, our infantry regiment will not participate in the battle at all, and it may even not enter the Han soil at all, understand?!"

The stunned Arthur Herrid was startled, and his originally excited expression suddenly disappeared.

"Louis, you've changed."

"I still remember how excited you were when you and your brother set out to raid Thundercastle with your brother; if it was you at that time, you would never have said to me 'this is not our mission'. "

Louis fell silent for a moment, lying on the cold bed partner with his back to Arthur; listening to his pissed-off footsteps, he rushed out of the tent angrily.

He understands the other party's mood... Yes, just like himself when he was about to raid Thundercastle.

I believe that the imperial cavalry is invincible, that the enemy will surrender obediently, that he can turn the tide and become a hero who ends the war and saves everyone.

But...there is no such hero on the battlefield.

Arthur Hereid, like himself, was far from ready for war; let him now face the smoke of the battlefield, the trenches filled with mud and blood, the corpses piled high. Highlands...

He's going to be crazy.

Sighing again, Louis, who was lying on the bed and turned around, picked up the rubbed newspaper on the ground and began to look at it seriously.

To be honest, even now, he still can't believe that Anson Bach can actually unite the seven cities that are scattered in the sand into a unified kingdom.

You must know that this is no better than through marriage or simply annexation... The Grand Duchy of Thun is very strong, but even with the addition of a few thousand people from the Storm Division, it is still not enough to crush the rest of the Seven Cities Alliance.

And although it is nominally considered a whole, the division of Hantu has lasted for hundreds of years, and the sense of identity between each other has long been left. Each country in the alliance has a strong independence and will never Because the Francois family has the royal blood of the past, it is easy to surrender.

So how did he do it?

No... This is not important, what is important is how the unified vast land will affect the next battle.

Even if Anson can literally turn the Far Lands into a unified kingdom, it doesn't mean that all the Far Land rulers will really be united because of this, and it may even be the opposite.

The original intrigue is no longer on the surface, but becomes a private undercurrent; the armies of the various lords will not be loyal to Claude Francois because he becomes a king~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is still a mess .

More importantly, Hantu's war potential has always been very limited. Even if they can mobilize a huge army, their fragile logistics force can barely support the consumption of about 100,000 people. It is the limit. Simply increasing the number of people is meaningless. It doesn't work either.

The only role is probably to be able to use the banner of "unification of the vast land" to start a war against the empire justifiably.

But is this reasonable?

Anson Bach and his allies, betrayed Archduke De Thun, the elf of Iser, do they really need such an excuse to fight against the Empire?

According to the known information, if you are faced with this situation yourself, the best choice should be to fully shrink, organize a defense line on the border of the Grand Duchy of Mist, and at the same time rescue the main force of the Southern Legion as soon as possible, and protect the most important rear area of ​​Eagle Point City. .

Then, while taking advantage of the time taken by the empire to occupy all parts of the vast land, to build a solid line of defense; while applying for more supplies and support from the country, taking advantage of the shorter supply line, to wage war of attrition with the empire.

In this way, if the empire still wants to penetrate the vast land, support the Iser elves from the south and attack Clovis, it must invest much more resources and troops than Clovis, which will inevitably affect the frontal battlefield on the western front. .

Otherwise, the army must be withdrawn to avoid too heavy losses, and Clovis can even win without a fight.

so……

"Anson Bach, what exactly do you want to do?"

Louis Bernard said to himself.