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Seeing that someone took a tough attitude first, the rest of the nobles began to agree.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me, the highest rank among us is just a viscount, and his family business is too small. If these people who were brought out had died a lot, their seats would not be stable when they returned."

"Those who have money and people are nobles, and those who have money and nobody are fat sheep. It's hard for us little nobles, please be considerate."

"That is, isn't it a death for us people to provoke the Warren family? Being killed by you here is just the difference between being killed by Gilber of the Warren family later."

Even Viscount Arnold, who had always been polite, refused with a bitter face.

"Your Majesty, there are still more than 60,000 people here, and more than 20,000 of them are the private army of the Marquis Ji, and the remaining two Marquis also control more than 20,000 people, and our troops together are only one. Thousands of heads.

I'm not afraid of your jokes. Our private army is a rabble. Of the 2,000 people I have, there are more than 800 people who are temporarily arrested. It's okay to fight against the wind. faster than anyone else..."

Seeing that these guys started to shirk the blame as expected, Avril raised her eyebrows slightly and pretended to sigh.

"Since there is no way to talk, then I will not force you. I can swear in Peter's name that even if everyone walks out of this camp today, I will not do anything to you in the future. The big deal is to marry that old man Gilbert. It's just a matter of giving the throne to him."

A group of nobles in the camp were beaming with joy, and Viscount Arnold, headed by him, said with a smile on his face, "Then congratulations in advance, Her Majesty the Queen, and I hope you will take care of us little nobles in the future."

Avril smiled slightly. "Of course, I will take good care of you, neither will I instigate Ji Bo to mobilize you to defend the barbarians in the north; nor will I pay you a lot of military expenses; nor will I support the side branches of your family and you. seize power.

Even if the knights under my command take the initiative to join me, I will not accept their allegiance, nor will I instigate them to do the following crimes..."

As Avril counted one by one, the smiles on the nobles' faces gradually became stiff, and Arnold shook his hands and took out a silk handkerchief, and began to keep wiping the fine sweat oozing from his forehead.

"Oh, by the way, I still owe the Fortune Church hundreds of thousands of gold gold, which was mortgaged with the treasures of the royal palace at the time, but now that the capital has fallen, I may ask you to temporarily borrow some in the future.

After all, the Church of the True God cannot rely on its money. I hope you will donate generously when the time comes. Well, that's all I want to say for now. Please leave by yourself. Don't worry, I will never order anyone to stop it. "

Avril's words are very obvious. Although I'm not Gilber's opponent, as long as I think about it, there is no problem in taking care of you.

The nobles in the camp looked at each other in dismay. After a whispered argument, Arnold was pushed out and said to Avril with a bitter face: "Your Majesty, the Marquis of Gibour will not let you toss like this..."

Avril didn't answer, but asked back with a smile: "You also know that Gilbert is just a marquis? Ten years ago, there were six marquis in the duchy under the direct control of the royal family. not one?

I swear by the soul of Francis I, the remaining families of the two marquis are in my hands, they will not have any objection to my plan, and if I deceive you, then his soul will be lost peaceful.

So, as long as you people stand on my side, it will be 40,000 people against 20,000 people. I don't need to exterminate Jiber's 20,000 people, as long as he doesn't dare to go to war.

In other words, I don't need your so-called 'rabble crowd' to really send troops, I just need to cheer for me. How about this condition? "

Hearing these words, the nobles began to weigh the pros and cons. If the queen has already pinched the two marquis, then 40,000 to 20,000 will have an advantage in numbers, and it may not necessarily go to war. This condition does not seem to be. Not acceptable.

The nobles in the tent hesitated for a while, but finally nodded in agreement, and stepped forward to hand over the token and token.

Avril put away the token with a smile, leaving ten knights to guard them temporarily, and walked out of the tent with the rest.

Bourne, who was temporarily acting as the guardian of the bearded cousin, came over and said curiously: "Your Majesty, since the two marquis listen to you, why don't you just borrow some people? Look at the gang at that time. Don't you dare to push three or four!"

Avril's mouth curled up. "Those two guys won't listen to me. The capital has been beaten down. I don't know what happened to their family."

Bourne said: "Didn't you just say that they would not oppose your plan? Are you lying to them? But you swear by the souls of your ancestors!"

"Shh!" Avril put her hand to her lips, UU reading www. uukanshu.com smiled and said:

"I'm not lying, I did get hold of the families of the two marquis, but only 'once' got it; I just said they wouldn't object to my plan, I didn't say what plan, I planned to find Can't I have something to eat somewhere?"

Bourne was at a loss for words. In order to win people's trust, did he even let the souls of his ancestors sit up in the Styx? The simple Bourne saw the filth of the nobles for the first time, and he felt that his pure faith was a little sullied.

"Don't think about it, take these tokens and tokens."

Avril threw the bag of tokens she used. "Talk to Marquis Romain with me and see if he can publicly support me."

Byrne hurriedly reached out his hand to catch the leather bag, and asked with a bewildered expression, "Didn't you just say...that the two marquis won't support you?"

"Just now."

Avril pointed out a pocket of tokens in his arms. "These things in your arms are the capital of my negotiation. After Old Roman also hands over his token, let's go to Emile's side."

In Bourne's eyes that "there is still such an operation", Avril turned on her horse and ran all the way to the place where the Marquis of Roman was stationed. After seeing her face, the soldiers on the road raised their weapons to salute her, and occasionally tried to intercept her. Most of them will be held down by his companions.

"Drive!" Avril whipped the horse fiercely, and the pained warhorse ran faster, rushing towards the distant camp like an arrow.

Soon! Another day, two days at most, I can suppress Gilbert, and then I can call out a professional to save you. William, you must hold on!