Chapter 23 Appeasement Policy [2]

One of the three princes of the Roman Empire, the commander-in-chief of the Eastern Legion, was Elbert staring at a report on the table. Although the report does not say frankly what Ursula has done, Prince Elbert, who is also not weak in wisdom, can also judge some things from the clues, that is, the guy Ursula has not given up his pursuit of supreme power.

The process was so long that he, the fifty-five-year-old prince, forgot it. It's just that it seems vivid now. The problems of this country are beyond imagination. He can't even believe that such a country can walk to such a point in such a troubled time. It's really tiring. Maintaining such a system, under the waves, with a little relaxation, it will be surpassed by the opponent. The backwards can only be beaten.

The faith of the Roman royal family has been unswervingly parallel for more than a thousand years. In this era of innovation, I don't know whether it can continue to walk like the people of my generation in the past. Prince Elbert was worried about the outcome, because he was in the game. In such a huge empire, how can a person like him who extends to the center of power easily stay out of the matter? Even Prince Ursula himself, the intelligent superman, only maintain the system and refresh himself from top to bottom. However, Albert knew that Ursula's renewal was at the cost of a powerful force in his own system.

It's really common to bleed like a river.

"In the end...didn't you give up?" Prince Elbert's eyes were a little tired. He was just a soldier, politically **, but the result of a royal family. A person who can't survive in traps and whirlpools will eventually be eliminated.

The information on the desktop reflects some problems. First, Prince Ursula is indeed with Tiger. House's bastard has been in contact with it in private. As for any adultery, there is no need to verify it. After all, it will never be a good thing. On this basis, there is another problem, that is, what did Ursula do to make the Norman appetite so much smaller.

The whole imperial capital has begun to get lively, which is nothing more than that people are praising the fearless hero of Prince Ursula. In the hands of the arrogant Normans, the king of the country is coming back. What a difficult thing it is. People already know the toughness and violence of the Normans. The monarch of such a country has such a reputation, but it is in the face of such a country that Prince Ursula can obtain such a good reputation without harming national interests.

"There was a defeated battle and asked the other party to pay. Who will believe it?" Prince Elbert snorted coldly and glanced at all the staff in the room, who were the staff of the army. The method is superb and intelligent at the same time. Sometimes the reliance has to be placed on these people.

The strength of the Eastern Legion, to put it bluntly, is still in the bag of Prince Elbert. One of the marshals of this empire has the confidence to compete with others for power and profit. But he knew that he was not the material to be emperor. If he becomes emperor, the regime of this country may collapse in half a year. He just wants to be the head of a warlord with military power, even if he wipes his buttocks with the highest center of the empire.

"Forget it. As long as someone can stand up and let this system continue to maintain, who wants to be the emperor and what does it have to do with me? Elbert's frankness made his staff happy and disappointed at the same time. Naturally, the joy is because Prince Elbert still has the desire to take charge of the military power, so at any time, these eagles of Prince Albert have a mouthful of food. Disappointed, Prince Elbert, who did not have the desire to ascend to the throne, naturally lowered their path of power to a higher level.

But what is everything compared with surviving in this troubled world and living well?

"The child Ixedo is too self-centered to be the emperor of the empire. The death of the Frankish brother has indeed exposed many problems. In calculation, the highest power of the empire has been outside the king for more than a year. If such a situation is not opened, I'm afraid it will be difficult to continue to maintain it without a powerful central person to lead the empire. Elbert's eyes are very poisonous. Although he is just a soldier, he can still feel his own interests and seems to be gradually constrained.

There is no doubt that the old guys in the aristocratic council have tasted the taste of supreme power. Even the members in the provisional council have never thought about extending such a temporary system to the end of their lives. Because such a system seems to have divided the imperial power between hundreds or even thousands of people. The center of the whole system is to replace the emperor with other parliamentarians.

It's also very good to be able to pass the emperor's power. There are not many people who sharpen their heads and want to enter this parliament and the aristocratic council. Speaking again, even Elbert has a double seat. He is both a member of parliament and an elder of the council.

In many cases, Elbert can even affect one-third of the people.

Compared with another prince, Geneva, his days are much more moist.

Grand Duchy of Norman, outside the city of Tamsalu.

Chariots and horses, the honor guard army of the Roma Empire, the formation of more than 7,000 people, the golden armor, shining incomparable. Compared with the heavy army outside Tamsalu City, it is a little more magnificent and noble. However, in terms of momentum, the slightly restless Roma Legion has always had another feeling of being suppressed by the Tamsalu City Defense Legion, which was silent and silent. Thick black armor, strong Tauren warrior, heavy armor, at first glance, it looks like a group of running rock tribes. The rolling momentum was crushed over, making Ursula's face thicker and thicker.

After all, the most fundamental thing in the world is strength.

He sighed in his heart and turned his head and whispered to his staff, "What do you think of these armies in Tamsalu?"

In fact, there is an answer in his heart, but he still wants to know what kind of judgment these new confidants are. On the peninsula of Apennine, his army is not as powerful as this. Compared with that, it's much less momentum, and I don't know that it's so murderous, Tiger. How many lives did House use to fill it out?

"Magnificent! Brave! Discipline! Iron and blood!"

The answer is very simple, but every word described seems to hit its own heart. Ursula's expression was full of unwillingness. Although he knew that such an army was powerful and majestic, these armies were not his.

Tiger. What on earth did House do to make so many strange ethnic groups work for such a vulgar rural upstart like him? Ursula wants to despise Tiger. House's practicalism and reality, but he couldn't do it, because Ursula also understood a truth during his month in Tamsalu. If he wants to go further, or to complete a great career, he must go to Tiger. House studies.

"Is it majestic? Brave? Discipline? Iron blood? But... Gentlemen, you may not know, Tiger. House has a very proud and conceited habit!" On Prince Ursula's innocent cheeks, the elegant aristocratic mustache made him more and more energetic. He wears a crown on his head and a fox scarf around his neck. The sapphire on the cuffs is always buckled meticulously. Such a person's serious words are the most serious and focused.

The staff looked at him strangely, and then their eyes were full of expectation. Who didn't expect it? Tiger. Although House, a bastard, is a great headache and annoying, in this month, the pride of the Roma Empire, the glory of the aristocracy, and those things are all bullshit. Here, in the city of Tamsalu, they also learned that a person's fate is not necessarily so unbearable and arranged by heaven.

When they were blackmailed and even coerced by Prince Ursula, they also understood that it was an opportunity. If they come out of their awkward position in the family, what they win will be the glory of an empire. And they themselves, either famous for thousands of years or for thousands of years. However, in any case, these are the poetic materials in the mouth of the bard poets. Even if one day you become the mouth of your colleagues, what is it? As long as you do it, even if it's a big evil, so what?

"Your Highness makes it clear!" The eyes of the lackeys were full of confusion. It was only after meeting Prince Ursula that they calmed down a lot. I don't know how long such days will last, or in other words, what they met was just a joke? Of course, these are just a circle in their minds and then disappear without a trace. They don't have much chance. This may be doomed from the beginning.

"That guy, at any time, placed the weakest soldier around him. Because he firmly believes that no one in the world can hurt him. And those weak soldiers need his protection!" Ursula smiled bitterly, seemed to feel a kind of irresistible despair, and said indifferently, "We have been here for a month, more than 40 people in order to get other people's heads, but any killer was personally twisted by him and hanged on the Central Square!" The body was exposed, and after being added by the necromancer, the horrible mummified corpse scared more people. Trembling..."

"He was the first person to declare war on the Holy See head-on. Even the ancestors of the Roman royal family did not do it, so he did it. And the most important thing is that he does not have the power of his ancestors. What kind of courage and confidence did this make a man like him live until now? Is this a miracle? Ursula said to herself, and when she asked herself, she was full of doubts.

It seems to be asking others, but in fact, it is also asking yourself.

"It's not terrible to blasve the gods. The terrible thing is... to blas God." In the faint sentence, it was full of surprising words. Every word was spit out, which made the staff's lackeys tremble all over. How could they face such a man calmly for more than a month? And this legendary madman didn't break their heads? This is really a miracle. Yes, a wonderful miracle.

At this moment, almost all Roma officials have a sense of relief. They are not pure fear, but a kind of inertia. At this point, even if the treaty that humiliates the country is made public, I'm afraid no one will feel much guilt. They just think that in the tide of such a big era, who can control the life and death of others for themselves? With so much fairness in this world, there is nothing to worry about.

"This kind of combat power has exceeded the ambition of this small country. How can the goal of that bastard be limited to here? Slavs, Roma, Scandinavians, no matter who they are, have smelled blood. This guy is a mad dog. At any time, he has to bite a mouthful of flesh from the prey beside him. He is a wolf, or, as we can see, he is an ice tiger. In Prince Ursula's indifferent tone, there was not much resistance to this appeasement policy. They just lost a vassal state, a Kingdom of Latvia that has not had much chance to fight back. It's good to save the life of the fifteenth king of the Kingdom of Latvia.

Look at Riga, the former capital of Latvia. Those stubborn nobles were pushed to the guilloine by the executioners. They didn't need to give them a chance or express their indignation at all. He cut off their heads directly without hesitation, so fierce and decisive. It makes people full of fear for the demons under the great demon king.

Throughout Latvia in the west, in the Gulf of Riga, children trembled with fear when they heard the reputation of Gonero, the commander of the Second Legion of the Grand Duchy of Norman, and they didn't even have the courage to cry.

This is an army that is allowed to be combined by demons. There is no result or future, and there is no mercy.

Just like the tens of thousands of troops outside the city, they are silent, but anytime and anywhere, you can feel the murderous atmosphere during the period. Once the momentum that crushes everything is expanded, the momentum of tens of thousands of people can't be depressing at all. This atmosphere is too difficult to accept and bear.

This country has reached the time when it has to go on a rampage, and this tyrant, is so crazy, inciting this group of people who were only lowly in the past, ignoring the dragon cavalry of the huge empire and the legion of magicians. In this way, he slowly advanced, encroaching on whales, and let the supreme power of the two empires. Shu had to compromise and abandon those original control.

This is a shame.

"If such a huge empire doesn't have so much competition, I'm afraid this man doesn't have any chance." Ursula smiled bitterly and laughed at himself in his heart: Ha ha, who doesn't understand this truth? However, the problem of unity is really weak in the face of interests. Tiger. As long as House did not have a full-scale war with the Roma Empire for a day, the nobles of the Roma Empire would fight every day without any relaxation.

This point seems to be Tiger. This bastard House looks much farther than him.

"Your Highness, giving up a kingdom of Latvia is still a little time to breathe for the empire. Even the Northern Legion of His Royal Highness Prince Alex, the Minsk Dominion, will become a buffer zone between the two countries. For you, this is not an opportunity, no! This is a great opportunity! Alex's Northern Legion will toss and turn! There is no doubt that the desire to fight shown by the Normans will make His Royal Highness Prince Alex feel uncomfortable. The elites of the staff are keenly judging and analyzing. How can this problem and Ursula's wisdom not be known? He just didn't want to really go that far to face such a slightly stupid result.

He is not a cold-blooded animal or an idiot. He knew very well that in the face of this fact, his heart was already with Tiger. House is as hard as iron as that bastard.

And the whole city of Tamsalu has risen happily. The lively atmosphere of the arrangement makes people know that His Royal Highness the Grand Duke seems to be preparing for a unique wedding. Although, Prince Ursula would like to know which women this bastard will marry.

In the aristocratic game, marriage is a transaction full of copper smell. Or, a transaction full of the smell of power. Or, both. But how can this crazy violent duke be like an ordinary man?

But... it seems that this bastard duke just came out of ordinary people. Then it's just a long way.

Prince Ursula shook his head and smiled in a low voice. The laughter was not very penetrating, but it was heard clearly by the people next to him. He seemed to be laughing and laughing at something. However, he asked, "If such a man is so gentle to women, wouldn't he also expose his weaknesses?"

The staff were silent. After a long time, the commander of the Macro Legion next to him said, "Your Highness... that Tiger. Lord House, it seems that the identity of the person who married is not simple.

"Oh? This surprises me a little." Prince Ursula has been taken by Tiger. Grand Duke House's entourage sent 20 kilometers away. On both sides of this road were fertile land. From time to time, I see taburd people and ordinary humans busy with crops there. The products in this field make the expressions of these people full of satisfaction.

Although the distant Tamsalu City has long disappeared in my eyes. However, the shadow-like Tamsalu city defense force, but Ursula's interest in playing has greatly increased. In such a combat power, he is feeling Tiger. House's repulsive breath. Yes, it's like commanding such a powerful army to attack the city and land, full of murderous pleasure.

"It's the Sky Knight, just. Cole's granddaughter!" After all, Markrow's news can still find out that in this world, there is a lack of news that can be bought with money. Of course, sometimes, it's some guys who deliberately release some information.

Especially when you know that such a perfect opponent is about to leave.

Then it is more necessary to add some bad taste and let these opponents know how strange and lucky they are.

So His Royal Highness Prince Ursula, clicked and pinched the silver wine glass into a twist.