Chapter 33 Tsunami [3]

Iseduo, the third prince of the Roman Empire. Rom, at this moment, the noble prince was staring gloomyly in front of him. There was a man standing there. He said that he was the messenger of the king of Yugoslavia, yes, the seven crowns of the divine power, and the seven wild kings under the king. What a resounding reputation, the King of Yugoslavia, the Slavic wildling who enjoyed the afternoon sun in the Balkans and was involved in the Grand Sea, was so bold that he sent people to the imperial capital.

"You are not from Frankfurt, nor are you strong warriors from Gaul. You are just farmers who grow potatoes and oak trees for the empire in the Balkans. Do you think you have any right to negotiate with me? Before I get angry, take your humble arrogance and get out of my sight.

Isado has such a qualification to speak, and he is even more qualified to be so superior. In his eyes, the seven kings under the seven crowns and the royal power, those are just the little people who gathered a group of minority peoples to enclose the land there and stand on their own feet. Are they also qualified to get involved in the world of the Roma royal family? Don't you know that on this central continent, except the Roma Empire, there is no other force that can affect the trend of the central continent!

"Please forgive my ignorance, your majesty. Of course, I know that I am facing the most promising descendants of the empire. Your majesty is high. I am so humble. Please accept my apology and repentance.

The messenger really lowered his head, then knelt on the ground and crawled forward, humbly like a dog. Then he climbed to Isido's and kissed his boots, as devout as a believer under the archbishop. This glory made people think that he was a god. Ixido stood up arrogantly, waved his hand, and said, "A person should understand his status and situation. The Yugoslav king should be a smart man. He should know that I have a lot of resources and strength."

Yes, Isedo. Rom mastered a lot of things. For example, Prince Geneva, one of the three princes of the empire, has a very tacit relationship with him. The ambiguity has spread all over the Pyrenees for a long time. Of course, Musmelon, the king of the Pyrenees, is not a fool. He will not tell such things that make people lose their heads.

"Yes, your great prince, your noble glory makes us humble. I respect you so much..." The messenger still crawled on the ground and did not get up.

It seemed that he felt that the endless vanity had been satisfied. Isiduo raised his eyebrows, proudly like a winning rooster, and said coldly, "Get up and talk. Your behavior is not bad. I finally didn't humiliate your master."

The words are full of contempt for the King of Yugoslavia.

If Pal knew, he didn't know whether he would roar or hide his face with shame? As the king of Yugoslavia, Parr lacks such aristocratic temperament and mind. More often, he just appears as a potato tycoon somewhere in the empire. What a bullshit Yugoslav king, in the eyes of the vast majority of high-ranking officials of the empire, the so-called seven crowns are just the relief of the emperor of the empire to those poor ethnic minorities in order to consolidate his rule.

Want to be king? Well, if this can be regarded as a king.

Even a peddler in Roma City knows that the so-called seven crowns are not as good as the security captain of Roma City. This is the reality.

"Thank you for your kindness and compassion. I really praise you. The Lord will definitely bring the holy light on your majesty." The messenger did not say His Highness, but His Majesty. This made the third prince Isi more or less comfortable all over, as if he were the emperor, although the guards on the left and right reminded him with a cough. In this chaotic and eventful time, there must be no small details falling into the trap, otherwise it will be doomed.

"That guy Parr, what's the matter? Come to me like this?" Ixido's arrogance is revealed from the inner bones, which makes people crawl and tremble, and the humble messenger makes people spit a little. However, most people are so humble in the face of the direct blood of these Roma royal families, these princes and princes. Even the great hero and great writer of Ming Sao for a while has a deep sense of inferiority in the face of the highest bloodline of this empire.

Yes, this is the awe of gods and imperial power.

They are so humble that they have to walk humbly in the face of such power and holiness.

"Your Majesty, have you heard about it? The northern barbarians have begun a war, and they have launched a war. The army has taken half of Latvia, and King Skurtai I has been captured by the son of Warhammer Saxon. The Gulf of Riga has become the inland sea of the Duchy of Norman. This time, the imperial forces in the north will be challenged!" The messenger looked ahead and said lightly, as if this matter was just what he said, and there was no need to add any feelings to it.

Ishido was stunned, slightly lost his mind, and muttered, "It seems that Mike. Russell is right. That damn Nile barbarian is indeed a big trouble.

However, the idea just turned around his mind, which made him bend the corners of his mouth slightly and get proud. He said in his heart: Humph, even that Tiger. What does House have to do with me when he annexed the whole of Latvia? At that time, only the forces in the north will feel embarrassed and nervous, and Alex will definitely not be calm. No matter what the result is, he is the most powerful person in the north, and his greatest honor is nothing more than the military power of the Northern Legion.

It's just a small piece of news. Ixado has analyzed it thoroughly. He has made up his mind that in tomorrow's morning meeting, he must put pressure on the parliament to come forward and force the Northern Legion to go to Latvia to maintain the security of its affiliated countries. Otherwise, this is a disgrace to the suzerain.

As the prince of the empire, it is absolutely impossible for Alex to shirk his responsibility. Although Frank I did not leave any will, many people still supported the eldest prince Alex. As long as the army is frustrated and damaged, at that time, he will be fully confident to defeat Alex and become the best candidate for the throne.

As for the second prince Dan and the fourth prince Claudine, it is not worth mentioning at all. At least since he was a child, he didn't pay attention to his second brother and fourth brother. The only competitor is always the strong and brave prince Alex. The ability of this imperial knight is definitely not understandable by small officials and nobles. His ability to guard the north for so many years without making the empire suffer from many tauren tribes is a strong proof in itself.

"Well... In this way, this is really good news." The smile at the corners of Ishido's mouth became more and more strange, which made the messenger very nervous, and the cold sweat slipped from his forehead.

"That guy Parr, is there anything else to say?" Isido's arrogance became more and more impatient. For him, since there is a news that can be used completely, other news is not a big deal for him at all.

The messenger bowed his head and whispered, "This war is very strange. In the first week, the Grand Duchy of Norman sent out nearly 70,000 ground troops and advanced layer by layer. Their Second Army even directly penetrated the center of the Kingdom of Latvia within half a month, and eleven cities were captured in a row."

"Oh? This is really surprising. At least the Kingdom of Latvia has an elite army of 1 to 200,000 people. Can't even a legion resist it? What kind of general of the Second Army is that? There should be a little reputation." Ixido asked coldly.

The messenger replied, "Tiger. The commander of the Second Legion under House, named Gangliro, is a member of the dead tree tribe of the Tauren. He used to be a cooli and participated in the Northern War. Now he is very famous in the whole Baltic Sea region.

"Is it actually a tare bull? Ha, it's really surprising. My eldest brother seems to be the best at dealing with Tauren. He curled his lips and seemed to have some disdain for Alex's record. He continued, "But it seems that Latvia is really fragile, but the eastern part of the country is no different from no. The important area is in the west, with a large number of production areas and population. What's the situation there? I'd like to have a look. What kind of Tiger is this? House, what can you do?

The messenger said carefully after a long time: "The western region fell faster than the east. When the Gulf of Riga was blocked, the Irbi Strait had been controlled. A force of the so-called West Sea Fleet of the Grand Duchy of Norman inserted into it. About 30,000 people blocked the whole area, from the northern part of the Strait to the city of Riga. There is only one and a half days to conquer.

"What?!!" Ixido stood up in surprise and said angrily, "How dare you lie to me!" This is simply a lie!"

"No, no, no! Dear wise majesty, humble as me, how dare you deceive the great you? Please believe me, Tiger. House's warship is so powerful that it can even attack the troops on the shore directly without landing, and it is extremely lethal. It is said that the power of those ships can even be compared with a legendary magician, which is amazingly powerful and horrible. The messenger wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and saw that Ixado had no intention of killing him, and then continued, "The fleet led by the king of the Kingdom of Latvia, even the son of the Warhammer Saxon, who surrendered, is very powerful."

"Oh? How powerful is it?" Ixido was interested, and his indifferent royal character made him ask calmly.

The messenger looked down at his toes and said in a very low voice, "Those people call him a tsunami."

After saying this, Isado's face was already green. Of course, he would feel uncomfortable, because he suddenly found that there was such an upstart who could have such strength. If such strength is in your own hands...