Chapter 28 Spreading Smoke [2]

The country of the Grand Duchy of Norman can be said to be full of joy. The grain production has increased a lot this autumn. In addition to the rational use of the fertile land in the Tartu region, and more importantly, the taenos are naturally strong workers. One person can be used by three or five people. Even an ordinary tare bull-headed woman is not much different from a strong human farmer. A large amount of arable land has been generated, and because old guys like Watermonlon and Sabonis have introduced a lot of new grain seeds. High-yield grain can make this winter more moist for Normans than in the past three years.

Of course, the wedding in the city of Tamsalu is in full swing, but at least half of the twelve legion commanders have not arrived in the city of Tamsalu. Naturally, there is no need to say more about the motoring. But guys like Chestner and Sugakane, who don't have too much pressure on the battlefield, will make some people speculate maliciously.

According to the conspiracy theory, it is probably the kind that some animal is planning something, and it is frightening.

"How many people did the army pull out?" In the Grand Duke's study, the Big Three, Totti and Gangliluo sat there. The sofa was corduroy and full of velvet. Silk decoration, the sun shone from the blue crystal window and sprinkled on the ground, which made people hum comfortably.

Totti, a heartless guy, lay on the sofa with a goblet in his hand. I'm afraid these five people can turn the whole north upside down.

Hearing Boss Ma's question, Gang Liluo stood up meticulously. After Boss Ma waved his hand to him to sit down, he sat down and said slowly, "Head. The horses of the Seventh Army were pulled out, and there were about 4,000 horses. One person, two horses, the combat power of 2,000 people.

"Chesner and Sugakane came out in person, and they really can't take care of anything. That's how these bastards want to have a big war?" Boss Ma's tone was full of helplessness, but there was nothing he could do. Chestner's battlefield judgment is very accurate, and Sugakane is the insidious dragon of the legendary Twelfth Legion. Snake-like insidious, deep Tiger. The essence of House's style.

The combination of two people is very distinctive and lethal.

"From an intelligence point of view. Nicholas I's military pay should go to Simsk City, where there is Ilmen Lake next to it. According to the usual practice in previous years, there will be some stay and corrections here to escort the army, which is about 5,000 people, a small integrated army. It is usually composed of 2,000 cavalry and 3,000 infantry. Sahili is obviously familiar with this kind of system. After all, he participated in the Northern War. The fiery battles in those years made him very familiar with the battlefield system of the Slavic Empire. Of course, the Slavic Empire finally got a handful, which made this stingy very unhappy.

"Lake Ilmen? Why does it sound a little familiar?" Ma Hu turned his head and asked Sahili doubtfully.

The taurman beside him gnawed the chicken leg, and then rubbed his clothes with his greasy palms. He laughed and said, "Have you forgotten that the Ivanov family and our business, although it is our sea road. The land passes through here. Here, it is a dense forest and a large plain. On the eastern continent of Europa, it is a place where you can gallop. That's why the Slavs love the dragoons very much.

"Nicholas I's dragoons do have his uniqueness, and their mobility is much better than that of ordinary heavy infantry. But it doesn't matter to us. The establishment of the cavalry is mainly maintained, and the Rangers still need to exert their mobility and combat effectiveness. Just give the rest to the infantry. When Ma Hu said this, he didn't mention the magician or anything else at all, because in the view of Sanjianke, it is impossible for the magicians in this world to be compared with the magic crystal cannon. Of course, the magician is not useless. At least in the process of making magic crystal cannon shells, it takes the continuous enchantment of magicians of various departments, and then it can generate huge energy to kill the enemy.

However, at present, it is really not easy to expose the manufacturing method of the magic crystal cannon.

Because the assembly and operation of this super weapon is not completed in one place at all. It is divided into six gobster craftsman manufacturing bases, and there are many dwarf masters to help. It can be imagined that if you want to use your strength to spy on intelligence, it's better to bribe the strong rulers in the Grand Duchy of Norman.

But I'm sorry, no one is crazy. They sell this extremely dangerous information for a little bit of property.

Good for Tiger. Before it happened, Grand Duke House publicly announced: Sooner or later, we will rob their property and let them have nothing. Why is it still in the moment?

So the animals and beasts increasingly understand the truth that as long as the Grand Duke of Norman can still take power, one day they will get the property they want.

Sometimes, when there are a certain number of gold coins, it is just a number symbol. No matter how much money you spend, it doesn't make any sense at all. Therefore, instead of taking risks to do this kind of thing, it is better to enjoy the peaceful atmosphere of the Grand Duchy of Norman, pick up two or three beautiful skinny girls, the kind of big breasts and brainless ones, and then go to ** to do things.

"From now on, I'm afraid it should be impossible for anyone to find such a clue. Of course, even if they find out, they won't think that we are doing such a thing. Sahili said indifferently. He was very calm at this time. Since the Kingdom of Philland was fighting with the Kingdom of Rieldean, he has been in a better and better mood. Although he has long wanted to resurrect the Northern Kingdom and do something enviable.

"At least give the Slavs a signal, that is, we still have the mentality of dying to them and have nothing to do against them. What's more, since Prince Ursula left, the Slavs in the city of Tamsalu have kept a low profile. Riol. That guy Ivanov, after coming here several times, seems that their movements should also reach a critical juncture. I'm afraid that Nicholas I is much more cautious against the Ivanov family than against us. Boss Ma laughed and was quite proud. He suddenly figured out one thing, that is, why Nicholas I would make up for the wages of the Western Legion, which had been in arrears for so long, at such a time.

"It seems that Nicholas I smashed the pot and sold iron to make up for the army's pay this time. This is to attract the loyalty of all the sergeants of the Western Legion. Otherwise, if the Western Legion is completely infiltrated by the people of the Ivanov family at this time, it will really make Nicholas I collapse." Shahili pointed out the problem at the head. The other two legion commanders also understood, nodded, and suddenly felt that the chaos in the world was really not as simple as they thought.

Whether it is the Roman Empire or the Slavic Empire, it is simply internal and external troubles, far from being as simple as imagined. I'm afraid no one will feel good about the two empires at this time. The internal fierce struggle for power and profit has almost consumed its energy. And the short-term rise of the Grand Duchy of Norman is really a feeling of being stuck in the throat.

It can be said that Tiger at this time. Grand Duke House, the capital and chips in his hand are really enough, which is a little surprising.

"Continue to release the news and let the special envoy of the Slav Empire, the fool named Chikov, believe our sincerity. Humph, what a bullshit imperial knight, he is just a fool. Boss Ma said contemptuously. Shahili and Norton smiled and said to their hearts: The Slavic Empire is really unavailable. Although Chikov has two brushes to fight one-on-one, his political acumen and vision are almost the same as that of a three-year-year-old.

Every day, I always look at the Normans like a knight of a great country, but I don't know that almost the residents of Tamsalu are an imperial knight sent by the Slavic Empire, who is a big fool, a fool who doesn't know anything. Not to mention the Big Three or the commander of the Twelfth Legion, this ordinary street vendor can snither Chikov. Then again, it seems that there is a famous saying in Tamsalu so far, which is that there is no good person in Tamsalu.

"Let Chesterner leave in three days and start from the north. Presumably, the Western Legion at this time would have been angry for a long time. There is not enough military food and salary. Not to mention people, even horses can't stand it. Boss Ma's evil smile emerged. At this time, everyone felt that this atmosphere was very evil and obscene.

Chesterner and Sugakane's action was discussed with Boss Ma and two other scum a month ago, and then a group of people concluded that this deal must be done. You can smash the Slavic Empire into a serious injury with a hammer. Why not? What's more, once the Slavic Empire was almost killed like the Roman Empire. At that time, if you take advantage of the situation and suddenly make trouble, I'm afraid either side will be unbearable.

Of course. Boss Ma's goal is naturally not the Slavic Empire, a land with little use value at all, but the rich Roma Empire, which occupies the most important territory of the whole central continent. Here, the east can encircle the Slavic Empire, and the south is the Grand Sea. There is no big threat at all. The only opponent on the southern continent is the southern empire, which has not yet been unified, that is, the legendary Nile Empire.

In the west, it is a wilderness, where there are many chaotic forces. There, although there is still a little strength in their hands, such as King Frank Frankfurt, the king of Gaul, is simply not comparable to the imperial-level strength of Boss Ma.

This is why the king of Gaul sent an envoy to threaten him. Boss Ma only farted. Although he did not kill the envoy on the spot, he also humiliated him fiercely. You can imagine how broken it is.

At this time, far away in Morsk, the capital of the Slavic Empire, in the imperial city, Emperor Nicholas I was smiling and staring at his intelligence officer, and then said like an injured lion, "Wahini, are you fooling me? Are you fooling the emperor of this huge empire? Ah! Even the lowest watchdog in the Ivanov family has long known that the Roma sent a mission, and now you have told me that the prince of the Roma has gone back! This is your intelligence work! Ah--"

His Majesty the roaring emperor was grabbing objects randomly and smashing them to the ground. Even the favorite crystal ball was thrown on the velvet carpet. This is an authentic velvet carpet. The red and bright after dyeing is dazzling. However, as the highest intelligence leader of the Slavic Empire, Vasini, who was blind, could only bow his head and kneel down. The waves in his heart were unknown.

In this country, the highly valued people in the royal family have such power to take charge of this country, the sharpest sword in the emperor's hand. That is the intelligence department of the Slavic Empire, which is an important department that supervises the whole country and even listens to the surrounding forces. And Vaishni is the uncle of Emperor Nicholas I. There is no need to say more about such identity and power. But at this time, Prince Vahini could only kneel down and dared not say anything superfluous.

He doesn't want to explain all this. Yes, his intelligence has slowed down to the point that it can't work at all. However, he believes that if he is given another three months, he will definitely be able to rectify this almost paralyzed intelligence agency. It was so sudden that he never thought that almost half of the intelligence agencies in the empire would be exposed overnight. And a bursting force wiped out those institutions, and many important intelligence secrets were also taken away.

There is an insider! Moreover, there are major moles who coveted the whole country. Wasini faintly felt who did it, but he had no absolute evidence. What's more, the power of the opponent in the people is not so weak. What's more outrageous is that many times, as people sing, with Ivan, there is Slavic!

The huge force of the Ivanov family, perhaps secretly developing, has surpassed the royal family of the Slavic Empire. It is impossible for Nicholas I not to notice this, but the reason for his anger may be just to vent his inner anger. Basically, it is impossible for him to make such a gaffe to his own uncle. The only thing that can be explained is that the current situation is really out of control. And the ambitious momentum of several genius-level members who broke out in the Ivanov family, although shown to anyone, is to dedicate themselves to the empire, and even to dedicate everything to the empire. But as an emperor, Nicholas I can find out what is behind those visions.

That's not ambition, but ambition. This is as ambitious as he was a decade ago. Staring at the throne, staring at the world and empire.

On the eastern continent, the dominant family of the Slavic Empire has implicitly and effectively imitated the ambition of the Roman Empire to unify the world. It was only after repeated setbacks in the struggle for hegemony with the Roma Empire that he gave up this attempt and ambition to expand to the west. I can only focus on the east. The land on this continent is far less fertile than that of the Central Continent, but under the work of hundreds of millions of people, the products are equally rich. If the power of the whole continent is gathered, it may not be impossible to compete with the Roma Empire again. Moreover, the most critical problem is that in today's Roma Empire, there is no leader, and there is no powerful emperor to clean up the mess. Even if today's Roma tossed out an emperor, it is still a question whether they can subdue the huge forces that used to be.

I just didn't expect that the ambitious people in the Ivanov family also seized this opportunity, which was an opportunity not to expand the emperor. Once Nicholas I transferred the domestic contradictions to foreign wars, the expansion of influence is absolutely the same.

Just like the arrogance of the first generation of Roma emperor more than a thousand years ago, he reigns over the world and is unique.

This is something that any king has thought about and likes to try.

"Your Majesty, you are angry." Wasini said indifferently. Nicholas naturally gasped for a while and sat weakly on the red velvet cushioned chair. There was a crystal wine bottle on the table, and the scarlet ** inside was very attractive. The emperor of the second largest country in the world took a sip of the wine in the crystal glass, then stared his eyes and asked, "Wahini, tell me honestly, how bad is the situation?"

"Your Majesty, please believe me, I can clean up the mess and give me three months, and all this will be calm. No matter how strong the opponents are, they are facing the real master of this country and the royal family of the Slavic Empire. My family was born in the wilderness, how can we be afraid of such small hardships? Wasini's words absolutely have the courage of a generation of kings. As the prince of the empire, he naturally has such an identity and confidence to say such things. It will not make the emperor feel abrupt. What's more, the sword of the royal family is in his hands. There is no need to question his loyalty at all.

Nicholas will not doubt the loyalty of his uncle. He looks at the ** in his hand. This red feeling is really like blood. It suddenly occurred to me that the emperor of the Roman Empire, Frank I, should be in heaven at this time? Or is it in hell? This is really a little missed.

He is also the emperor. He is very glad that he can still live in this world. Of course, he knew what a terrible weapon it was that killed Frank I, so he was afraid that it was a weapon owned by his opponent. Then one day, when he appeared in normal air, he fell into a pool of blood like this, and he didn't want to die so cowardly and despicably.

"We will win this victory, right? My uncle?" Nicholas I, who was no longer young, looked at Prince Wasini, the head of the empire's highest intelligence agency, the executioner who was hated by almost any imperial aristocratic official, and stared at Nicholas with firm eyes.

Then he said calmly, "There is no doubt about this!"