Kaeus's chess game

016 Kingship and Military Power

Affinaries received the news three hours later than Silesthe. When he dropped several high-grade porcelain bottles and issued an order to send someone to command the Third Army, he found that Silesthe's appointment had already been issued. By this time, several young noble officers had rushed to receive the Third Army on the way.

"Damn idiot!" Affinarius angrily raised the water cup on the table and smashed the huge one-tall vase snatched from a certain palace in the window. The precious big vase seemed to be the stupid Dajoles. Affinarius repeatedly reminded him to be careful, but this fool was shot by several incomnic hunters. Killed in a mountain road!

After venting randomly, Afanareus sat in the messy study and began to consider the current situation. The 30,000 guards in Jedett were loyal to Sileste. Now the four field divisions are controlled by Sileste. There are only two archers left in his hand. If Silestor suddenly attacked him, now The troops in Afnerius may not have any advantage!

"Come on!" Afnerius frowned and shouted, and several guards outside the door immediately came in.

"Go and inform the first and second archers to be on alert now! No one is allowed to enter or leave the camp!" Afnerius frowned and said, "Without my order, anyone dares to mobilize the archer's words to kill without mercy!"

"Yes!" Several guards immediately went out. They were all Affinalius's confidants. At this time, the marshal would not hesitate to assassinate the king.

As soon as the bodyguard left, the news came from the palace that Xileste asked Affinarius to see him immediately.

"What do you want to do? Is it distributed? Affinaeus sneered a few times, hung his bow and arrow bag on his body, and hid the dagger in his boots after being stained with spider poison. Then he ordered people to take a cloak and put it on his waist and hang it on his waist.

Afennaeus only brought six personal guards into the palace. They were all followers of Afennaeus' black elf. As long as they were by his side, unless the whole guard was surrounded, Afennaeus could still escape from the palace calmly.

There is no martial law in the palace, and the number of guards on duty has not increased. After Affinarius threw his gorgeous dagger to the guards at the door, he took a deep breath and walked into the side hall, which has become the usual office place for Xilest, and he has been busy working in it all day long.

Silester looked down at a document after the long case, and Alu sat leisurely on the bookshelf next to him and looked at the book. The kitten stood behind her dressed as a maid and handed tea and fresh fruits at any time. Although Afnerius did not look around, the spirit** of the black elf let him know that there were only two women who did not know the depth in this side hall except for himself and Silester.

"Oh, Marshal Affinaries, you're here..." Celeste put down the documents in his hand and annotated them, and then said to Affinaries: "There are too many documents recently that have kept you waiting."

Silesthe did not mind Affinaeus' silence. He stood up and came out of the long case and pointed to the table and chair next to him and said, "Come on, let's sit here and talk. I know you've been a little confused recently. I'd better tell you."

Afanalius frowned and didn't know what the shrewd new king was going to play, but he still went to the table and sat down, looking at Silestor waiting for his words.

"You already know that the commander of the Third Army was attacked and killed, right? Don't worry, I've dealt with it," Celeste picked up a fresh fruit and took a bite, and said, "Don't worry, I don't have any reason to deal with my marshal. You are our Jet's sharpest knife. With so much fat in this vast mountains, I need you to cut back a few more pieces..." /P>

Alu smiled softly. I don't know whether the content of the book is ridiculous or Silestor's humor. Silester did not care about her negligence and continued to say to Afnerius, "There are only four of us in this temple. You and I might as well talk openly. The two archers in your hand are still under your disposal, but I hope their targets are all outside the country, not in China! I, Silestor, can guarantee that as long as Marshal Affinaius is loyal to Jaded, our Jester dynasty will definitely guarantee your safety!"

"You have robbed my four troops, why do you still let me be a marshal?" Affinarius' voice was a little angry. He was originally a straightforward black elf, and he was very angry that the four direct troops were robbed by Xileste.

"I'm the king of Jaded, and naturally I can't put all the troops in your hands," Silester said unabashedly, "I think you also know that the king without military power in his hand is a puppet, so it's meaningless for me to be this king..."

"Don't worry, I won't be the king of Jadet even if I have all the troops," Affinarius whispered, "I like fighting, killing, and grabbing other people's good things, but I'm not interested in you as a throne!"

Silester laughed and said, "I knew that the marshal was a straightforward person. You are right. You are not the blood of the royal family, or you really killed all our Jaded's royal family and ministers. You still can't be the king of Jadedt! I don't have to force you away after taking your four troops. Since ancient times, the military power of every country has been in the hands of the king. Even if you are a marshal, you can't mobilize the army without authorization!"

With the restriction of the mainland royal family, even if Afnarius really usurped power successfully, other empires will immediately come and wipe him out. The royal family is the most hateful of usurpation of power, so Siles is not afraid of Afennaius' rebellion. Even if Afenarius has hundreds of thousands of troops, the mainland royal family will still be turned over. Don't move it!

Before Affinalius could speak, Sileste immediately continued, "You have been here for several years. After watching Bridget become king step by step, have you found how much resistance the nobles and ministers of this country are to you?"

"Humph, they are indeed against me everywhere. I don't know how many gold coins and land these troops in my hand will grab back every year, but they actually deduct logistics and food and salaries everywhere!" Afnerius gritted his teeth and said, "If Bridget hadn't released them all out, I would have killed them all sooner or later!"

"Oh, how can you talk about the murder of ministers in the palace," Silester said with a smile, "They are all important ministers of Jadet and are loyal to the king of Jadet. It is because you have troops and self-respected that they are afraid that you will usurp Jedet's imperial power!"

"I said I wouldn't be Jadet's king, and that's what I said to Bridget!" Affinaeus said angrily.

"I believe that maybe Bridget also believes it, but do those ministers and nobles believe it? You have so many troops in your hands that you can kill the whole Jaded's nobles and ministers at any time!" Silester put down the fruit in his hand, looked at Affinarius' closed helmet and said, "You are not a Jedd at all, and you wear armor all day long without showing your true face. How can you make them believe you?"

"I... I have my own reasons!" Afnerius said in a muffled voice that in the end, the identity of the black elf was still his fatal injury.

Silestor smiled and said, "Well, that's it. You are still the marshal of Jedett. Those four troops are still under your command, but the appointment of officers must be passed by me in the future!" This is the heart of the nobles, and it is also the heart of the nobles!"

Sileste's words were clear and serious, and every word of Afnerius can be heard clearly. Since then, he has admitted that the prince who has been exiled for several years is not a bastard like Bridget. It is not easy to control him. Before entering the palace today, Afennarius had made the worst plan, but he heard that Silestor only It was to recover part of the military power and still let him command the troops. Affinalius also put down the idea of rebellion and finally got a shelter, and Affinalius did not want to give up easily!

"Well, I, Afennaeus, will be a good marshal and fully support you as a king!" Afnerius gave up fighting for power with Silestor with a long sigh, as long as he could take the troops around to fight. He just liked the feeling of commander with a wave of his arm.

After sending off Afnerius, Sirester sat at the table and poured a cup of tea into his stomach before taking a long breath.

"Are you nervous?" Aru put down the book and asked Silesthe, who was the outsider to ask Silesthe.

"Why aren't you nervous?" Silester turned around and looked at Alu and said, "I can't see through this man. His arrows are fast and accurate. I guess he must have a bow and arrow in his cloak! If he just wanted to kill me, I don't know if you can stop it..."

"With me, he can't shoot an arrow," Aru smiled gently, and his words were full of confidence. Just now she had secretly explored the spiritual power of Afnarius. That guy is only a little better than normal people. Now at the level of Alu's soul song, he can easily control him!

The kitten stood by and smiled and secretly took back the poison needle in his hand. The little man named Nareus had an indescribable evil spirit all over his body, but if he took a few moves, the kitten would have confidence in it.

The two of them don't know how powerful Affinerius was when he held a bow and arrow in his hand. Even in such a narrow space as the side hall, the archery of the black elf is still very horrible!

Walking out of the palace, Afnerius looked at the glorious palace with gloomy eyes, thinking that Silesthe's words just now were a little true and false, but at least now Silesthes has promised that not only will he no longer rob the troops in his hand, but also the four field troops will also Under the command of Affinaeus.

"This has reached my bottom line, Xi Lester, you have to be careful..." Afnerius snorted coldly and quickly got into his carriage and walked to the marshal's mansion.