I Will Be The Crowned King

The icy night shrouded the earth that was boiling with gunpowder smoke, and the moonlight poured down, making the lit sparks outline a long silhouette; from a distance, it seemed that the devils came quietly to take advantage of the night, feasting and enjoying the war. the souls of the dead.

If David was here, maybe he would really have this idea, and then he would paint a masterpiece like "The Devil in Slave Harbor", which would never sell for a good price and entertain himself...

Standing cautiously in the corner of the fortress, Carin Jacques began to worry about the younger brother who never let his peace of mind; it was a mistake not to let him leave Moby Dick before the outbreak of the holy war, but let him go back alone , and it makes people starve to death in some obscure stinky ditch in Clovis City.

Sigh... If I had known it would become what it is now, why don't I try to prevent him from learning to paint? Wouldn't it be better to be an ordinary priest? I usually publicize the doctrine of the Ring of Order, coax the rich to save money, promote micro-loans to the poor in the outer city to attract investment, work five days a week and have two days off, work at ten o'clock and leave work at four o'clock, not ten thousand better than being an artist times…

The low salary and the difficulty of promotion is indeed a problem. Even a talented person like himself is still a trainee priest after working for so many years. The old priest of the church just refuses to give him a chance to become a regular, and the performance he has finally improved can be regarded as his incompetent illegitimate child. The credit, black, so black...

Crazy inside complaining about the corruption inside the church, Carlin, a member of the Truth Society, an informant, a full-time reporter of the Franz family, a famous contraband dealer, a trainee priest, and Jacques chewing on baked potatoes and salted fish, and his devouring movements made the surrounding The soldiers of the Storm Legion were stunned, as if they had discovered a novel species in human skin that was actually an elephant.

A lot of people even showed puzzled expressions on their faces—the Second Infantry Regiment arrived at Chanu Port in a hurry. During the period, they hardly received any supplies. After that, they immediately devoted themselves to digging trenches and repairing fortifications to stop the enemy troops. life-threatening heavy manual labor; even so, they did not think these bland baked potatoes and stinky kippers were any delicacy.

After eating five potatoes, three kippers and a glass of water, Karin Jacques finally stopped swallowing and wiped his mouth comfortably with his cuff, as if he was still enjoying the food. Aftertaste.

"Two thousand heads... big business?"

When the other party seemed to finally show a satisfied expression, Alexei, who had been waiting for almost half an hour, finally said silently: "Can I understand it like this: the commander of the jihadist army on the opposite side hopes to use these two thousand heads in exchange, Let's release the rest of the mujahideen?"

"You can understand that." The apprentice priest, who finally had a full meal, hiccupped with satisfaction... Since he left Beluga Harbour and headed east, he has not eaten normal human food for almost ten days:

"But this is just his asking price. If you are not satisfied, you can bargain - as long as it is within a reasonable range."

"Oh?" Alexei was stunned for a while, and couldn't help but laugh:

"It's the first time I've seen an agent like you take the initiative to ask the other party to counter-offer."

"That's because besides him, I'm also your agent."

Carin Jacques also smiled: "This is an unusual business, which can only be realized on the premise of mutual benefit, and it is my duty to take care of each other's interests at the same time."

"Then what about yourself, and why?"

"My interests...or the interests of those behind me are not in the business itself, but in the results of its success."

"Then if I want to know who is behind you, you shouldn't tell me, right?"

"Yes, but I strongly don't recommend you do that."

"…why?"

"Because I will definitely lie. Even if I don't, you will think that I am lying. Even if you are willing to believe what I am telling the truth, it will not help you in the slightest. It will only affect your determination to deal with this business."

"Why are you so sure?"

"Yeah, you're right, and I'm not sure what you think, so..."

Carlin Jacques first paused, then a playful smile appeared on his face:

"What I just said is true or false in your eyes?"

Alexei's face suddenly sank.

He really didn't know the other party's intentions, but he really didn't like this guy; and he also slowly recalled that the other party seemed to have some inexplicable relationship with Anson Bach.

Since the commander-in-chief can endure the existence of the other party, that means it is not the enemy of the Storm Legion... right?

After adjusting his mind a little, Alexei took out a cigarette case from his arms and lit one for himself: "If that's the case, then why should I believe that you're not lying to me?"

"Well, your Excellency asked a good question."

Imitating a certain unscrupulous novelist, the apprentice priest chuckled: "It's very simple, I can tell you some important information - for example, the current army commander of the jihadist army opposite is not Borre Lewent."

"Nonsense!" Alexei snorted coldly:

"If it's Boley Levent, he can exchange the heads of his family for the lives of the rest of the jihadist army. This fool can guess it!"

"Guessing is guessing, this is an official certification with endorsement!" Carin Jacques said righteously: "And with this information as a guarantee, you have a lot of room for manipulation and bargaining."

"I can give you one more piece of information: although the opposite side is very clear that the person standing in front of him is not Anson Bach, the commander-in-chief of the Storm Legion, he doesn't know which commander it is."

"Because as long as it's not the commander-in-chief, it doesn't matter who they are?" Alexey pouted, but he also understood what the other party meant: "So, you won't tell me the true identity of the army commander on the other side?"

"Your Excellency Alexei Dukasky, you really are a real smart person." The apprentice priest nodded solemnly: "Keep a little distance, try not to know too much information about each other, so that both of you will be affected. It's all good."

"And smart people like you absolutely understand that there are more benefits and advantages to you than this choice!"

It is true to say that, compared to the Crusaders, the New World Legion, which is at a disadvantage, can't afford to take the risk of revealing information... Alexei looked at the apprentice priest in front of him with a gloomy face.

"More importantly, this business is definitely more profitable than the other side... The core of the Borre Legion is the Levant family. Once the core is destroyed, even if the Borrell Levant can escape alive, No matter how difficult it is for the entire legion to organize an effective combat force, the best outcome is to maintain the status quo, and it is more likely to be divided up by other legion commanders, leaving an empty title that will not prevent the Holy See from coming to power. The Te family has lost all face."

"What's more, with Major General Ludwig Franz here, I'm afraid there won't be much of a decent end for Borre Levent... Not to mention the conflict between the two when they were sailing in the city, Franz and the Levant family The relationship was not very good at first, and with such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, even if the captain of the Bolei Legion dies unfortunately due to some 'accident', it is not worth making a fuss."

So this guy even knows about Major General Ludwig Franz... The corners of Alexei's mouth twitched, and he felt more and more that things should not be as simple as they seemed.

At first glance, it seems that it is indeed very beneficial to me... Lord Anson Bach's reinforcements do not know when they will arrive, but the Bolei Legion, which is nearly ten thousand in front of them, is eager to conquer the slave port and retreat. It's running out and getting more urgent.

If you can negotiate good terms with the other party now, even letting the other party leave you doesn't seem to be a disadvantage.

But no matter how he decides privately and deliberately lets go of the enemy, no matter how you look at it, it is an absolute violation of the military order, and it may even destroy the commander-in-chief's plan, causing the annihilation of the jihadist army to fall short because of himself.

So... how to choose?

The figure of Norton Crosell popped out of Alexei's mind. This guy who looks very honest has 10,000 more hearts than ordinary people, and he is also a member of some truth society. A pile of emotions that ordinary people can't even think about... um, the truth will?

Why does this guy like to be tangled so much? Do you still need to hesitate for such a good thing that falls out of the sky? It's all your blood, no matter what! Do you really plan to fight with the other side, whether you can win or not, do you still plan to cut off the life of your relatives with your own hands?

Carlin Jacques, who did not change his face, was madly complaining in his heart. If it wasn't for the truth and his own life, he would not be willing to do this to Anson Bach!

"That's all you have to say?"

Alexei snorted coldly, and said with disdain: "From your tone, it seems that we have decided that we can't stop the Bolei Legion, and the Slave Port is destined to fall."

"If you have this idea, please accept the most sincere apology below, because this is definitely not my real intention to facilitate this business!" The apprentice priest immediately stole:

"On the contrary, I'm definitely on your side... No, more precisely on the side of the new world!"

"New world?"

"That's right, if you want this war to have a decent ending, it must be done by the New World defeating the Holy See, and it must be done in an upright manner, so that everyone can see it carefully, and defeat it in an upright manner!"

Almost every time he said a word, Carin Jacques raised his tone by one point: "But the gap in strength between the two sides is also an indisputable fact, which no one can deny."

"So there is only one way to defeat the Holy See, and it is also what Anson Bach, Ludwig Franz, Louis Bernard... all those who are fighting for the independence of the New World are trying to do— Completely isolate the Holy See!"

"The entire jihadist army seems to be huge, but in fact, there are very few people who are truly loyal to the Holy See, and are even forced or willing to fight for the interests of the Holy See. It is also very clear; we will have a chance of winning by drawing them all into the camp of the New World."

Taking a deep breath, the apprentice priest seems to have been completely immersed in the sense of justice to save the common people, and there is even a little sparkle in his eyes:

"As a priest serving the Ring of Order, a Clovis, I can fully understand your unwillingness to let the enemy leave, which is tantamount to disgrace to the military; but for the ultimate victory, for the whole new The freedom and independence of the world, sometimes...we have to give up a little bit of self-respect."

"This is also part of the war, but not against the enemy, but ourselves... and that proud heart!"

The impassioned words echoed in the icy fortresses and trenches, and the soldiers curled up outside couldn't help but turn their heads and look here.

Alexei was silent for a few seconds and narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was really thinking about the trade-off between pride and dignity, freedom and independence.

The apprentice priest, who was so proud of his impromptu speech level, couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

"...Nonsense."

Um?

The one whose smile stiffened instantly was Karin Jacques, who looked at the sneering Alexei in disbelief.

"I don't know where you heard those remarks just now, but you seem to have made a mistake - this is a business." The second infantry commander shook his head with a disdainful expression: "Since it is In business, there must be profits and losses, and there must be sincerity.”

"I don't care about others, but the Storm Legion...must be the one that made the money, and it's going to make a lot of money!"

To make a lot of money, UU reading www. uukanshu.com has to be sincere on the other side... Resisting the urge to twitch the corners of his mouth, Kalin Jacques forced a smile:

"Then... may I ask what the opposite party should do to be considered sincere?"

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"What, the Borei Legion will also participate in the siege of the private soldiers of the Levant family, and will act as the main force?!"

Pavel was shocked: "The Clovis people on the opposite side really said that. They are completely ignorant of the situation of the Bolei Legion. Do they think it is easy to do this?!"

"Exactly!"

The apprentice priest, who ran back out of breath, nodded, and had to bite the bullet and help the other side to round up the words: "The other side said that they really can't believe our suggestion is true, so if you don't want to do it yourself, they will only put it back together. This is regarded as a deliberate trap set by the Mujahideen."

"Trap?! They think it's a trap to send more than 2,000 Levent private soldiers to their deaths, I...?!"

Pavel's cheeks were violently contorted, what kind of shameless scum with a dark heart is this, in order to think of this possibility? !

But... After thinking about it, it doesn't seem to be completely incomprehensible... After all, the two sides are pure enemies. This kind of good thing that falls from the sky, ordinary people will indeed have some doubts.

Pavel, who had to bow his head in the face of the pressure of survival, nodded slightly and sighed helplessly: "Okay, let me think about this, but I still have to ask one more question: This should be the only requirement from the opposite side, right?"

"Uh... this..."

Following the apprentice priest's extremely embarrassed appearance, Pavel, whose cheeks were twisted, froze in place.