Warhammer Throne

　　 "I saw a raging fire.

　　 spread from underfoot.

　　 I heard thunder.

　　 chucking on the road.

　　 Don't call me a liar.

　　Because I saw a raging fire.

　　 is about to swallow everything. "

　　——Greg Matak, the newly appointed Chief Royal Wizard of the Empire and the Supreme Dean of the Amber Academy.

　　 Greg Matak was lying in the stables of the Imperial Royal Zoo, asleep.

As the chief wizard of the imperial royal family, Matak can of course live in the second-best room in the imperial palace or let the imperial hotel open the king suite, as long as he wants to, even when Brunswick’s grain reserves are stretched, he can. There are still hundreds of barrels of delicacies from the warehouse, including Ivy-collar refined wheat flour, Midon-collared good snowflake beef, Brittany’s top-end high-end wine, halfling’s delicious desserts, and Rick’s collar Various high-end luxury grilled sausages.

Yes, as one of the iron triangles with the highest status in the imperial court (and the emperor and Marshal Rick), Matak should enjoy so much, and whether it was the Supreme Dean of the Flame Academy, Cernus Gehrman or the Great Alchemist The division Gelt did this-the former bombed out many imperial assets, and at the same time constantly organized expeditions to go to Orbien to die, the latter also mobilized a lot of resources, and the emperor even appointed him as the governor of Sol. , It is unimaginable that a wizard can control the military and political power of a former province at the same time.

　　 Matak did not do that.

Because he knows well that this kind of unfitness of Germany is happening to him. He does not have the old qualifications and brilliant record of being a magic consultant for decades like Cernus Gehrman, and he is even less likely to be like Guy. Like Ert, the ultimate alchemy defeated all the great wizards of the empire, and military magic was both hard and hard. The imperial army did not know how many times the great alchemists of Gelt had comebacks.

　　 Matak has neither good qualifications nor the strength to disregard the heroes. He has not even been appointed by the great wizard duel of the "Night of a Thousand Dharma", which puts him in a very disadvantaged position.

Of course, there is another reason, that is, in the luxurious suite, it is difficult for him to fall asleep. Matak prefers the smell of manure, the sting of fleas and the sting of hay in the house. He even made a mixed blood. The elf warhorse first peeed and then drew some **** next to the haystack, and then fell asleep on the haystack with the smell contentedly.

　　 But what appeared in Matak’s dream was a nightmare sight.

In a huge kingdom of decay and withering, a Titan giant is lying on his back on the yellow ground. His leather armor rots and emits a pungent stench and disintegrates itself. His originally sacred and magnificent antlers have been poisoned. The vines are entwined, his whole body is covered with dark green moss, and there are a lot of flies floating on it. His strong body is covered with hot black warts. His torso is tightly tied to the black suffocating vines, suffocating the vines. The hungry snake coiled and shrank.

　　 Matak faintly knows who this Titan is, but he can't speak.

　　 A beautiful woman is looking after the Titan. This is an extraordinary and pure goddess. His innocent face alone can heal the soul. His gentle touch can heal the most serious wounds. He is struggling to heal the wounds of Titan. He is crying. His tears could have expelled the most vicious and terrifying disease in the world.

　　 At this moment, he is powerless, and Matak can feel that his power seems to be weakened, much like a situation where a serious injury has just recovered and a serious illness has just begun.

　　 "Tal, father, stand up, stand up."

　　 "Tal, my love, don't give up, be strong."

　　The goddess called in vain, and Taer only had those eyes that became more and more muddy and moved unconsciously in the absence of consciousness, which proved that the human **** king had not fallen.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! Almost unable to breathe, he shouted with all his strength, and finally felt better after alarming the guards of the Royal Zoo.

　　 Matak decided to immediately go to see the self-styled imperial regent, Marshal Rick Heilberg, and tell him all this.

Almost at the same time, Marshal Rick Heilberg woke up with bursts of heart palpitations. He found himself lying on the table, his saliva soaked with the exquisite parchment scroll. That terrible scene was always waving in Heilberg's mind. It's not going.

　　 Hufffunken was defeated, Karl Franz fell, and the emperor fell from the sky on the death claw and landed in the army of chaos warriors. The war failed. Ten thousand elites of the empire did not exist.

　　 This nightmare Heilberg has repeated it ten times in his mind, and every time it hurts his heart.

　　 The old man became angry subconsciously, he almost slapped him to sweep away everything on the table.

　　 But he forcibly restrained himself again. He took a deep breath, grabbed a piece of bread and ate two mouthfuls with a few stout beer, then got up and opened the window.

　　The capital of the empire, the throne of Charlemagne, Brunswick, the first city in the old world has made Heilberg proud and indulged countless times.

　　 But now the city is dying of disease.

The road is full of black death moss, and diseased vines are constantly climbing up the building. Heilberg has hired more than 30,000 temporary cleaners to clean up day and night, and they cannot stop its spread. Now half of the city is covered. Moss and vines were covered, and even the glazed windows of the imperial palace began to show signs of moss.

The Rick and Wesson rivers that pass through the city are blocked by silt. The river surface is not yellow-green stains, foam, or a large amount of moss silt, which blocked the river surface. Heilberg asked the Brunswick Wharf to use up everything. Efforts can't dredge the river.

　　 A plague called malaria spreads rapidly in the city, and about 100,000 people have been infected. There is no special medicine except for one or two boxes of wood spirit medicine imported from Oliver in Brittany in the depths of the palace.

　　 Deep grief enveloped Heilberg's heart, but the old man did not dare to slack in the slightest.

His master, Karl-Franz’s empire is falling apart. For thirty years since he assumed the throne, Emperor Karl-Franz has barely unified the empire through a series of cultural martial arts, political skills, military deterrence, and exchange of interests. And now With the death of the emperor and a series of electors have fallen apart.

Heilberg was unable to cope with the request of Acting Archbishop Esme III in the "Reference Opinions on the Expulsion of Luther-Huss and Wötten". Heilberg was unable to cope with the requests sent to him by the entire empire's cabinet bureaucracy every day. Heilberg was unable to deal with the dissatisfaction of the economic situation of the collapse of the entire empire and the dissatisfaction of the abuse of military votes. The old man had no experience in handling these matters.

　　If Heilberg is honest enough, he didn't really understand Emperor Karl-Franz's brilliant achievements and extraordinary personal abilities until the past few days.

　　Emperor electors, court ministers, wizards, engineers and generals came endlessly, making new demands to him every hour, either vital or trivial. Temporarily, his intimidation won the obedience of the three electors and ensured that he took control of the city's defense projects.

　　 is only temporarily.

Heilberg knows very well that Emmanuel’s idea that the mother and son are playing the throne, Geisel desperately wants to control the military power and he does have a fortune in his hands to buy people’s hearts, Hout-Anderson has no soldiers, no money, and poor but unable. To prevent the elector from trying to reach out to finances and logistics, he has spoken to the Braunschweig Wharf Gang and various corporate bodies in the city more than once.

　　 The old man knew that he had to fight hard, he had to persevere, even if he was the only one left, he had to maintain the glory of the empire!

　　 Walking out of the door and the deep corridor, the smell of mold spores came, and the old man's face became more and more ugly.

　　 Have moss and poison ivy spread here?

　　 Waiting outside the gate are the imperial royal chief wizard Greg Matak and the Rick Knights commander Hans Zentler.

　　 Matak came up and said directly: "My imperial regency, the plague is spreading, and the city is being swallowed by Nurg's corruption."

"Yes, I know." Heilberg looked at Matak aggressively, as if to warn him, but the old man thought that there was finally a guy who realized the seriousness of the problem, and he wanted to express his appreciation. And recognition, but his hideous expression is no different from the Chaos Demon that Matak saw in his dream: "So what can you do? My Chief Wizard?"

"How? Didn't I come to you?" Matak was obviously irritated by Heilberg's plan, and the chief wizard said: "Give me 500 people, give me your old battalion, bring the best firearms and Equipment, I will take them into the sewers to search for the source of the plague."

"500 people? Fully armed? Old battalion?" Heilberg looked at Matak with a foolish expression: "Do you think I will agree? Shouldn't it be your business to expel corruption? Otherwise, the emperor will appoint you as a royal family. What is the chief wizard doing? I heard people say that the Brunswick sewer is at least 48 kilometers long. Are you sick or am I sick?"

　　 "Since I was appointed as the chief royal wizard, I obviously have the right..." Matak tried to emphasize his power.

"You should learn to solve the problem by yourself, my great wizard, Cernus Gehrman will burn these plagues with a fire, and Gelt will melt everything with a molten metal, and what about you? You will only watch. And then ask me for help like a beggar?" Heilberg tried to keep himself calm.

　　 "I will do my best, but things are different now..."

"no difference!"

　　 "These plagues are killing the city, my marshal, I noticed your soldiers are in the city..."

　　 "God, my god, Charlemagne is here, do you only ask questions? The emperor appointed you to solve problems, not to ask you questions!"

　　 "I'm just trying to solve the problem!"

"Then go quickly!" Heilberg's spit sprayed on Matak's face, and the old man shouted: "Go to Saria Church or someone else, don't come to me, this is not our priority. Matters! Go to solve these plagues, immediately!"

　　 "What are your priorities?" Matak was also angry, and the great amber wizard roared out like a gryphon: "Is it to chase the spoils? Ah! What terrorism decision? If the emperor is still..."

　　 "Enough!!" Heilberg immediately drew out the Rune Fang: "Get out of here now! Go and do your business, don't force me to remove you!"

　　 Matak took a deep look at Heilberg, then looked at the Rune Tooth in his hand, sneered, turned and left.

　　Mattak left, Heilberg looked at the great mentor Hans-Zentler: "What's the matter?"

　　Zentler was already sweaty at this time, and he whispered: "Marshal, chasing the stolen goods and helping them...can't go on."

　　Due to serious financial and food shortages and large-scale conscription, Heilberg, in addition to issuing military tickets, ordered the army to carry out a "chasing dirty money campaign" for the whole city of Brunswick and even the leader of Rick.

Headed by the two mentors of the Rick Guardsman, Hans Gintley and Heinrich von Kristwal, and Hans Zentler, the grand mentor of the Rick Knights, announced the " Chase dirty and help pay".

To be reasonable, this trick is actually similar to the previous meeting when Su Liya called the knight nobles to defend Kurona. The knight queen pulled out 10,000 noble private troops and made the nobles willingly spit out big The pen is really gold and silver, and with this, he has a decisive battle with Siegwald and wins his reputation in the old world.

But how to implement it, how to speak and use language technology to persuade the nobles, how to convince the nobles that they can be rewarded in the future, and make the nobles realize that if the capital is not protected, their fundamental interests are very personal. Political skills and negotiation skills.

Heilberg's execution has directly become a forcible apportionment. The old marshal believes that the nobles of these empires must have a lot of money and food reserves in their homes, so they directly deal with "one size fits all", that is, how much duke title should be paid, earl How many titles should be handed over, how many viscounts, how many barons, how many fief knights, how many chambers of commerce and rich free men.

　　 The most troublesome thing is that Su Liya negotiates through the palace tea party, but Heilberg believes that the palace cannot be trusted and should be brought by the army.

As mentioned in the previous article, the only qualified army in Heilberg’s hands is actually the "old battalion" composed of the 1,000 left-behind standing army of Braunschweig and the more than 1,000 remnants of the Franz Guards Corps he brought back from the north, and the newly formed 70,000. Many "Brunswick Royal Guard Corps" have mixed good and bad. Many local rogue gangs have mixed in. The 50,000 Nuer elites who are strictly disciplined and able to issue military pay and lunch boxes on time are prohibited from entering the city.

Under this circumstance, when the recruits heard that the "dirty subsidy" was to be used to charge the "military income", they were all excited. They immediately used the rules proficiently, extorted and even used lynching everywhere, asking for money from house to house. He quickly lost control, and for a while, no one on the street dared to dress glamorously. Second-hand tattered clothes became a sought-after item, for fear of others knowing that he had money at home.

　　And the most rogue is Heilberg's indiscriminately issuing military tickets to looting wealth from the market, nobles and civilians, but when collecting taxes and recovering stolen money, he requires real money.

"Almost everyone is opposed now, Marshal, continue, we will be plunged into a civil war before the chaos arrives." Zentler knelt directly on one knee, and he seemed to be crying: "I think of an imperial citizen and an imperial citizen. The emperor certified the identity of the Grand Instructor of the Knights, I beg you, my marshal, please stop!"

　　 Heilberg looked at Zentler, as if measuring his credibility and loyalty.

　　 For a long time, the old man asked: "Those Marienburg people, how are the **** insurgents now?"

　　 "They are hiding in the Chamber of Commerce mansion in Nancheng District..." Zentler told Heilberg about the situation.

More than one hundred iron-blooded capitalists in the Upper and Lower Houses of Marienburg fled Marienburg and sought refuge in the capital of the Empire. They first demanded "equivalence" and emphasized that they "fighted until the last soldier", and then proceeded to take refuge. The document "personal property is sacred and inviolable".

It's a pity that they are facing Ryan's little maid and eldest son. The little maid looks like "Do you think the Iron-Blooded Duchess of Bennur will believe your nonsense?" Then they ordered all their wealth to be confiscate, and they received a total of about 1.3 million gold coins. Money and a lot of supplies.

　　 Although the iron-blooded capitalists have many guards, they can't stop the Nur Army.

　　 But Emilia didn't do everything right. She returned something worth 150,000 gold coins to the merchants in Marienburg, headed by Grand Duke Valverde, and told them that we Nuer will remember your donation.

In any case, the merchants of Marienburg still have a large number of old world sales channels and networks. In the future, Nuer's industrial products will continue to sell well all over the world. Emilia learned this from Su Liya. It must be beaten, and the leeks must be cut regularly, but it will not be killed by a stick. Business is an important source of taxation.

"Send someone to find the lady, since so much has been confiscated, at least...spit out 7 to 800,000 things!" Heilberg said coldly, "I know about this. Stop it."

　　 "Yes..." Zentler just breathed a sigh of relief, when Heilberg continued to ask: "Has the messenger seeking help from Brittany set out?"

　　 "I was about to say this." Zentler reported quickly.

　　After Heilberg asked the Imperial Assembly to ask for help from Britania, what did the imperial court under the Imperial Assembly do?

　　 The first step is to summon the court ministers, diplomats, post bureaucrats, suitable messengers, and scholars in Brunswick.

　　 The second step is to hold an important meeting to ensure that important leaders of various departments are fully present and can play a role in promoting the resolution of the problem.

　　 The third step is to express the opinions of all parties and fully discuss the following issues, the importance of choosing a messenger, the importance of letter rhetoric, the consequences of asking for help, the consequences of not asking for help, and the possible cost of the arrival of the Breton cavalry.

　　 The fourth step, then all department leaders explain that their department's work has nothing to do with asking for help, and it has nothing to do with sending letters.

　　 Let the messenger and the scholar choose. The messenger wants to send the letter, and the messenger bears all the responsibilities. If Ryan does not come to the rescue or will be wrong, then the scholar who wrote the letter bears all the responsibilities, not a matter of various departments.

　　 If you don’t send someone to deliver the letter, then there is no such problem.

　　 Therefore, no messenger dared to send letters, no scholars dared to write letters, so the request for help was delayed.

　　 Heilberg closed his eyes in pain, these bureaucrats!

　　 It is difficult to do one thing, but there are 10,000 ways to do it!

"...Send someone to tell them." Heilberg's low voice sounded: "They just send out the request for help as soon as possible, do it immediately, do it immediately, and within an hour I must see the messenger send the request for help. Lenswick!"

　　 "However, UU reading www.uukānshu.com has a major stake in this matter..." Zentler needs to say more.

"Tell them!! All the connections and all the responsibilities, I will take on Kurt Heilberg!!" The old man roared hysterically, "Just say it! Everything is my order and my responsibility. Is this all right!? Still want me to sign a regent? Then I will sign now! Satisfy them! Satisfy them, we must ask for help! We can't wait! Ryan Mackado needs time to build an army, Marimburg is gone, cloth It is impossible for the Letanian knights to fly through the axe bite!"

　　Zentler nodded silently, this is what everyone is waiting for.

　　 The old man takes the pot back, so everyone can do things.

　　I finished speaking, and angered a few times. Heilberg was about to walk outside, but Zentler still stopped in front of him: "There is this thing, please take a look."

Zentler was holding a thick roll of fine parchment, whose workmanship surpassed any current technology in the empire. Heilberg took it and found that the signature on it was "VVC". The ring seal was very gorgeous and ancient: "This Yes?"

　　 "We found this at the top of the palace, with blood all around."

　　 Heilberg hesitated, but unfolded the parchment.

　　The black and red ink greeted the eyes.

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