"I have decided to launch a final attack on the remaining barbarians after the beginning of spring to completely eliminate the northern border troubles." Prime Minister Russell said confidently with an excited red face.
Emperor Rudelun showed a hesitant look on his face, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "My dear Prime Minister, the northern border troubles that have been entangled with us since the founding of the empire, can this time really be completely clear?"
Emperor Rudlum did not dare to fully believe the assurances of his great prime minister. Emperor Rudlum knew that Prime Minister Russell was relaxed and flexible, and he was ruthless enough. However, after all, this company had a big business.
Sometimes he couldn't take care of it, or things would pop up that he couldn't even think of. As a result, the things he did in the end were still unreliable.
For example, let Catherine go and get married.
At that time, he did not think less about Catherine: Although this royal family is a supreme family, this royal family still has to live at home like ordinary people. His daughter is so old and has never married. Who is the head of this family?
?
And maybe there are some bastards secretly gloating about the misfortune, saying that the royal daughter is so pampered that she can't even get married.
Therefore, in order to help Catherine choose a good husband, he also worried about it. Just when he was worried, Russell gave him an idea-marry Almohad.
Speaking of which, Almohad is also a long-established imperialist power. The princes in the family all look good-looking. This can be regarded as a good match. They are both members of the royal family. They must have similar interests and have a common language.
Something like that.
It was as easy as when I got married and found a woman with whom I had nothing in common and who would only argue and fight with me. But that time the quarrel was so annoying that I pushed her into the water... bah bah bah. She made a mistake on her own.
Fell into the water.
And once Catherine is married, the marriage between the two countries can also greatly ease the international tension. It can be said that it kills several birds with one stone.
I thought it was a good idea at the time, but Catherine was unwilling and fled thousands of miles to avoid marriage. Speaking of this, Emperor Rudrun couldn't help but feel very proud: Nicole is worthy of being a descendant of our Julian family. A weakling.
The hostage girl, under the dragnet set up, finally escaped smoothly.
After all, we, the royal family, are still the most powerful~!
But having said that, because of this incident, my face was greatly tarnished. Later, I spent a lot of time with Catherine to calm down the girl's anger.
From then on, he no longer dared to interfere with the eldest princess's affairs, otherwise it would not be Lorraine's turn for a stupid boy from a poor family to mess around with the princess of the Ruman Empire for no apparent reason, and it was said that
, he also has several girlfriends.
This alone is enough to chop his head twenty times.
***, so what if you are a genius, so what if you have great ability? I really think the majesty of our royal family is fake~!
Although he later obtained the most generous betrothal gift in history from Lorraine, His Majesty Rudrun still felt a stomachache every time he thought about it.
Moreover, he once sat down and carefully thought about it. In the final analysis, this matter was still a bad idea from this guy Russell.
In addition, there is also the northern front.
This has always been a public case about Prime Minister Russell.
When Prime Minister Russell first secured his position, in order to show that he was wise and capable in both civil and military affairs, he immediately launched the largest-scale extermination in a hundred years against the troubled barbarian nomadic tribes in the northern part of the empire.
It was quite smooth at the beginning, but who knew that the battle would become increasingly unsatisfactory. In the end, the northern front would turn into a bottomless pit. No matter how many troops were put into it, there would still be insufficient troops in the end.
The Northern Front was like a brainwave to Prime Minister Russell. When PetroChina was trading at 48.62 yuan, investors bought a full position, and the entire family was trapped.
Now it is impossible to withdraw from the north. Once we retreat, the huge manpower and material resources spent in the past will be in vain.
Among other things, those nobles who had killed their relatives in battle would not agree in the first place.
According to official rules, whoever has his own butt should wipe it himself.
Now Russell can only grit his teeth and fight on, even sending several of his family's nephews to the battlefield to show his determination to carry the war to the end, and at the same time look forward to an elusive victory.
This war that lasted for more than ten years was like the Vietnam War during Amei's period. The Ruman Army won every battle, but after every victory, they found that they were getting further and further away from victory.
Everyone in the imperial political circles knows that it is most taboo to mention the Northern War in front of Prime Minister Russell, and anyone who mentions it will be sent to the northern front.
At the same time, the Northern Front is also the best place to trick one's enemies, and the boss is the best place to deal with the subordinates who don't like him. Basically, if he doesn't like the subordinates, he will say a few words of praise: "I see that your Excellency has excellent bones and pure nature. He is a good material for martial arts training."
, go, go to the northern front and put your skills to good use.
I look forward to the day when you will make great achievements and triumph. The empire will definitely prepare flowers, wine and beautiful girls for you to extend a warm welcome to you."
Then just throw that poor hapless guy there and there will be no future for him.
Under normal circumstances, most of the run-down nobles like Lorraine, who have no background, no backing, and little money to get around, are sent there to live their lives when they graduate and wait for resettlement.
Therefore, when Emperor Rudelun suddenly heard the Prime Minister vowing to launch a final attack and win a complete victory, Emperor Rudelun was also doubtful.
In the history of the Ruman Empire, there were many emperors who had better civil and military skills than him. For example, in the civil war, Caesar, who was beaten to the edge of the capital and was able to make a comeback, Alexander the Great, who never failed in his conquests from all sides... and so on, and so on,
Countless emperors went down in history, but none of them could solve the problem of barbarian intrusion in the north. To be precise, they never solved this problem.
Russell nodded heavily and said affirmatively: "Yes, Your Majesty, I have this confidence. But before that, we still need some preparations."
Rudrun smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "I knew it wasn't that simple."
Then he sighed, showing the consciousness of being slaughtered as a fat sheep, and said: "Okay, what do you need? Who made me get excited at that time and agree to fight with you."
Russell smiled awkwardly. In fact, he felt wronged. As the imperial steward, he was only the second in command.
This trouble, these countless troubles, were actually caused by the big boss of the Ruman Empire. Without him making the decision, no one would dare to mess around easily. But who should let the leader be the leader?
No matter when, who has ever seen someone's boss make a mistake? Aren't they all the mistakes made by the younger brothers?
Therefore, he, the younger brother, can only take the blame for this.
Russell said: "We have no shortage of troops and artillery. The current difficulty is to find the enemies hiding in the mountains. I would like to ask your Majesty to come forward and obtain some intelligence support from His Highness Leo.
I heard that the Flying Eagle Group has a multi-racial investigation team. You know, my subordinates are all Ruman people, which is not conducive to penetrating into foreign races. Can you..."
Rudrun knew: What Russell was talking about was the intelligence gathering team within the venture capital firm led by Goblin Shajin.
It was a professional intelligence gathering organization with mixed composition and multi-racial composition.
Although the existence of venture capital companies is top secret information, as the prime minister, it is not difficult to discover these from clues.
Emperor Rudelun thought for a while, finally nodded and said: "I can discuss this with Leo, but you must also be prepared to bleed. This kid is so bad now. Opening and closing his mouth costs money, and the asking price is not low.
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"This..." Russell gave a helpless smile, nodded and said, "I understand, Your Majesty."
Although she was thinking about the overall situation, when Russell bought something from the Flying Eagle Group, Catherine never refused to give it to him.
However, the price will always be increased by 500%. As for Gadot, it depends on the mood of Her Royal Highness Catherine.
This does not provide free after-sales service. Russell often felt distressed and had toothaches, but he gritted his teeth and kept digging.
Just like artillery, Russell is the largest buyer outside the Flying Eagle Group and almost monopolizes the supply of goods, all of which are sent to the Northern Line.
The military was very dissatisfied. The annual output was only so much, so they took it all away and let others play with it.
The Chief of Military Affairs made a straw man with Russell's name on it and stabbed him with a dagger every day, even when holding state affairs meetings. Russell could only pretend to be childish in response to the eighty-year-old guy's childish behavior.
Didn't see it.
But later I learned to be smart and always asked Emperor Rudelun to come forward to get the goods, so I could enjoy a 92% discount.
Emperor Rudelun sighed and said: "Oh, it's good if you have this awareness. Last time, he cheated a battleship, and this kid is smarter now."
Just when Prime Minister Russell was having a headache about how to invite Chairman Leo to take over, in the snow-capped mountains in the north thousands of miles away from Ruman City, a dark figure stood on the top of a snow-ravaged peak, no matter how windy it was.
The snow blows but he doesn't move at all. The black robe on his body is flying in the strong wind that can blow away the rocks. His eyes are as cold as the snow-capped mountains, overlooking a tribe of barbarians living in a cave.
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Haligad, the largest city in the south of the Almohad, is still surrounded by an army of 300,000 soldiers.
Outside the city is a military camp surrounded by layers of trees, with flags like a forest, drums and trumpets sounding one after another, and fully armed soldiers constantly moving around the camp.
Between the peacekeeping force camp and the city of Haligad, soldiers were spread out on the ground as densely as fighting ants, struggling to open the passage to Haligad.
From time to time, eye-catching orange-red smoke rises from the battlefield, indicating targets for artillery.
Then the artillery positioned on the position roared in unison, sending dust flying into the target area.
The originally beautiful city wall was riddled with holes. Artillery bombardments blasted it during the day, and the Confederate Army rushed to repair it at night.
The tug-of-war between the two sides outside the city seemed to have no end in sight, with shouts of killing rising into the sky.
In the city of Haligard, the cold wind is blowing.
The Confederate soldiers and civilians in the city felt that this winter was particularly cold.
Although it almost never snows in the south of Almohad, the shouts of killing brought by the cold wind still make people in the city feel a biting chill.
Everyone knew in their hearts that a disaster was coming.
Now, even the big trees originally planted on the streets of Haligad have been almost cleared, leaving only messy tree stumps. In some places, even the stumps have been dug away, leaving a big hole in the street.
The original Haligad was evergreen all year round with flowers blooming all year round, but now Haligad has turned into a gray color.
As the siege continued, all supplies in the city began to become scarce. The large trees that had been growing for decades were cut down and burned as firewood by the people in the city.
In order to compete for these few resources, the residents in the city also had a large-scale armed fight, which was finally suppressed.
The powerful ones dragged away the tree trunks, while the less powerful ones picked up some dead branches and leaves, or dug up tree trunks that others did not want, dried them, smashed them, and burned them.
For the people of Haligad City, there is a lack of drinking water, centralized food rationing, and lack of medicines. Everything is starting to become scarce. Oil and salt have been sold on the black market for three hundred times their original price.
Robbery was rampant in the city, and ordinary people did not even dare to step out of their homes. What was even more frightening was that many Confederate soldiers also joined the robbery team.
This made the people of Haligad, who used to be wealthy and peaceful, even despising the imperial city of Habdwad, unbearable. The huge gap made them feel like they were in the end of the world.
Suddenly, "Boom, boom~!" A long and loud bell rang. Soldiers from the Southern Army took to the streets, banged on the doors of every house, and shouted: "Everyone go to the Municipal Square. If you have important orders, go to the Municipal Square."
The suspicious people cautiously walked out of their homes and said hello to their neighbors. The family behind the door immediately locked the door tightly, and the crowd slowly converged towards the municipal square.
All the shops facing the street on the road have been boarded up, and no one has cleaned the dead leaves and dirt on the ground. Occasionally, you can see houses destroyed by artillery, leaving only a piece of black ashes.
Even entire streets in the city were burned to rubble.
The civilians passing by felt as if the city was dying bit by bit, just like Hadou himself.
The common people whispered to each other and exchanged the gossip they had gathered.
"It seems that Hadou fell ill and fell into a coma half a month ago. Now the eldest son Angel is in charge of the city defense."
"The enemy has filled almost half of the trench, and it won't take long for them to reach the city."
"Why are you calling the whole city together today?"
It didn't take long before more and more Haligard people gathered in the municipal square.
Tens of thousands of people gathered together and talked in low voices, and there was a buzzing sound in the square, but everyone's eyes always avoided the row of wooden frames at the front of the square.
There was a corpse hanging on the wooden frame, with a noose around its neck. The stiff corpse swayed back and forth with the cold wind.
A group of crows didn't care about the tens of thousands of people around them, and landed on the corpse as if no one else was around.
The corpses hanging on the gallows were civilians who had recently been executed.
Some were suppressed and caught in the previous period of fighting and executed on the same day. Others were hanged for various reasons.
They ranged from stealing to murder. Some of them were suspected of being spies and were killed by Confederate soldiers.
The city has already been under military control, and whether to kill or not is just a matter of words from the military control personnel.
The corpses that fell on the gallows really shocked the people in the city. Even if the food rations dropped again and again, no one dared to complain.
Since the martial law announced that there will be rewards for informing, the people of Haligad have to be more cautious when speaking, and they can no longer trust their neighbors.
The dark crowd stood tall in the cold wind. Finally, a group of soldiers appeared on the high platform in the square.
The soldiers escorted a group of tied people, pushed them forward, and then pushed them down on a high platform.
Among these tied people were soldiers, civilians, and even a few women and children.
The people in the audience looked at each other in shock. At this time, they realized that this was probably not going to be a peaceful gathering.
Angel walked out behind the soldiers. He was dressed in gorgeous armor. He stood in the middle of the high platform and looked down at the people in front of the platform.
Then he said in a serious voice: "My subjects, I have gathered you here today to witness the punishment of sinners."
"They," Angel said, pointing to the people kneeling on the ground, "intended to betray our great general, betray my father, and betray us southerners. Today, I will give them a just punishment here and tell them at the same time.
you.
Victory will eventually be ours. Anyone who cannot persevere until victory and has no confidence in our victory is an unqualified southerner.
I will eliminate all bad elements who are disloyal to the general and the South, and all unqualified Southerners."
Angel drew out the sword from his waist and said fiercely, "I will let you see the consequences of betraying the Southern Army."
The person who was held down suddenly struggled hard to jump up, shouting wildly: "It was you who betrayed us. Hadu colluded with the undead creatures. He sold all our souls to the undead. God will punish Hadu."
Angel was so angry that he gritted his teeth, swung his long knife, and slashed the neck of the man kneeling on the ground with all his strength.
When the knife was cut, blood spattered, and the man who was killed screamed and fell to the ground.
But Angel's knife missed the target and fell on the shoulder of the murdered man. It did not cut off the head cleanly as Angel expected.
Angel immediately felt embarrassed. Tens of thousands of people below were looking at him. The expression on Angel's face even became a little hysterical. He said loudly: "Why are you still dazed? You idiots, hold him down."
The soldiers nearby quickly ran up and held down the man who had been chopped down, while blood spurted out from his wounds.
The other people who were suppressed also began to struggle desperately, shouting: "You still haven't woken up, Hadu has betrayed us, betrayed the entire human race, he sold us all to the undead."
"Our souls were sold by Hadu."
"Hadu is an undead."
"..."
The soldiers behind them urgently held them down and slapped them wildly to prevent these people from continuing to speak.
Angel raised the long knife again, slashed hard with a roar, and finally cut off the head of the man on the ground.
The head of the murdered man rolled twice on the stage and fell from the high platform. The onlookers in front of him hurriedly retreated to avoid it.
Angel frowned. The feeling of blood spurting on his hands made him very uncomfortable. Seeing the headless corpse spurting blood, he even felt a little nauseous.
Angel dropped the long knife, took out a handkerchief, wiped his hands, and ordered: "Execution, kill them for me."
The soldiers agreed, raised their weapons, and chopped off the heads of the people kneeling on the ground.
Angel nodded with satisfaction and said, "Just leave their bodies here. I want everyone to see that this is the consequence of betraying the Southern Army. Let's see who dares to do this in the future."