Chapter 1307 Super big chapter of 5600 words for everyone who has a salary!
"I saw fire.
Spreading from under your feet.
I heard thunder.
rattling on the road.
Don't call me a liar.
Because I saw blazing fire.
About to swallow everything.”
————The new Imperial Royal Chief Grand Wizard and Supreme Dean of Amber Academy Greg Mattak.
Greg Mattak was lying in the stables of the Imperial Royal Zoo, sleeping soundly.
As the Chief Grand Wizard of the Imperial Palace, Mattak can of course live in the second best room in the Imperial Palace or have the Imperial Royal Hotel open a king's suite. As long as he wants, even when Brunswick's food reserves are stretched, he can
Hundreds of barrels of delicacies can still be prepared from the warehouse, including refined wheat flour from Aveline, fine snowflake beef from Middenland, top-notch high-end wine from Britannia, delicious halfling desserts, and Reikland’s
Various high-end luxury grilled sausages.
Yes, as one of the Iron Triangle with the highest status in the imperial court (along with the Emperor and Marshal Rick), Mattak deserves to enjoy so much, and at the time, whether it was Sernus Gehrman, the supreme dean of the Flame Academy, or the Great Alchemist
This is what division Geert did - the former exploded one after another
He lost an unknown amount of imperial property and at the same time continuously organized expeditions to die in Obien. The latter also mobilized a large amount of resources. The emperor even appointed him as the governor of Solland. A wizard actually took control of the military and political affairs of a former province at the same time.
Such power is unimaginable.
Mattak didn't do that.
Because he knows very well that the mismatch between Germany and Germany is happening to him. He does not have the experience and brilliant record of being a magic consultant for decades like Sernus Herman, and it is even less likely that he will be like Guy.
Just like Galt, he defeated all the great wizards of the empire with his ultimate alchemy. He had both hands on military magic. The imperial army relied on Galt's group of great alchemists to make a comeback countless times.
Matak has neither excellent qualifications nor the strength to stand out from the crowd. He was appointed without even going through the Grand Wizard Duel in the "Night of Thousand Magics", which puts him in a very disadvantageous position.
Of course there is another reason, that is, it is difficult for him to fall asleep in a luxurious suite. Mattak prefers to be at home with the smell of manure, the itching of fleas and the stinging of hay. He even let a mixed-blood horse
The elf war horse first peed next to the haystack and then pooped some more. Then he was satisfied with the smell and fell asleep on the haystack.
But what appeared in Mattak's dream was a nightmarish scene.
In a huge kingdom of decay and decay, a Titan was lying on his back on the withered earth. The rotting leather armor on his body disintegrated with a pungent stench. His originally sacred and magnificent antlers had been poisoned.
vines twining
, His whole body is covered with dark green moss, with a large number of flies floating on it, and his strong body is covered with burning black warts. His torso is tightly tied to black suffocating vines, which are like hungry vines.
The snake twisted and shrank.
Mattak vaguely knew who this Titan was, but he was speechless.
A beautiful woman is looking after the Titan. This is an otherworldly pure goddess. Her innocent face alone can heal the soul, and her gentle touch can heal the most serious wounds. She is laboriously trying to heal the Titan.
In pain, He wept, and His tears could have driven away the most vicious and terrifying disease in the world.
At this moment, He was powerless, and Matak could feel that His power seemed to have become very weak, much like Fang Ji was recovering from a serious injury or a serious illness.
"Tal, father, stand up, stand up."
"Tal, my love, don't give up, be strong."
The goddess called in vain, and only Tal's increasingly cloudy eyes, which moved unconsciously in his absence, proved that the human god-king had not fallen.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhaha coming!” Matak woke up from his dream. The chief wizard of the imperial royal family felt like he was being strangled by the throat of fate.
Barely able to breathe, he roared at the top of his lungs and finally felt better after alerting the guards at the Royal Zoo.
Mattak decided to immediately go to see the self-proclaimed Imperial Regent, Marshal Reik Helberg, and tell him all this.
Almost at the same time, Marshal Rick Helberg woke up from bouts of heart palpitations. He found himself lying on the table with his saliva soaking the exquisite parchment scroll. That terrible scene always played in Helberg's mind.
It won't go away.
Heffengen was defeated, Karl-Franz fell, and the Emperor fell from the sky riding a Death Claw and landed in the formation of the Chaos Warriors. The war was a failure, and not a single one of the hundreds of thousands of imperial elites remained.
This nightmare has been repeated in Helberg's mind for more than ten times, and it pains him every time.
The old man was so angry that he almost slapped everything on the table and flew it away.
But he forcibly restrained himself. He took a deep breath, grabbed a piece of bread, took two bites of it and mixed it with a few sips of dark beer. Then he stood up and opened the window.
The imperial capital, Charlemagne's throne, Braunschweig, the first city in the old world, had made Heilberg proud and fascinated countless times.
But now the city is dying of disease.
The roads are covered with black dead moss, and disease-laden vines are climbing up the buildings. Helberg hired more than 30,000 temporary cleaners to clean them day and night, but they were unable to stop its spread. Now half of the city has been destroyed.
Moss and vines covered it, and even the glass windows of the Imperial Palace began to show traces of moss.
The Reik and Wesson rivers that run through the city were blocked by silt. There were either yellow-green stains on the rivers, or foam or large amounts of mossy silt, which blocked the rivers. Heilberg let the Braunschweig Pier Gang use everything they had.
No effort can be made to dredge the river.
The plague called malaria spreads rapidly in the city, and about 100,000 people have been infected. Except for one or two boxes of wood elf medicine imported from the Oliver channel in Brittany deep in the palace, there is no specific medicine.
Deep grief enveloped Helberg's heart, but the old commander did not dare to slack off at all.
The empire of his master, Karl Franz, was falling apart. Thirty years after taking the throne, Emperor Karl Franz had managed to unite the empire through a series of civil and military exploits, political skills, military intimidation, and exchange of interests. And now this
With the death of the emperor and a series of electors it fell apart.
Heilberg could not cope with the request of Acting Archbishop Esme III for the "Reference Opinion on the Excommunication of Luther Huss and Wotten". Heilberg could not cope with the snowflakes that the entire imperial cabinet bureaucrats sent him every day asking him to deal with it.
Heilberg was unable to cope with the collapse of the entire empire's economic situation and his dissatisfaction with the indiscriminate issuance of military invoices. The old commander had no experience in dealing with these matters.
If Heilberg was honest enough, it was not until the past few days that he truly understood the brilliant achievements and extraordinary personal abilities of Emperor Karl-Franz.
Electors, court ministers, wizards, engineers and generals arrived endlessly, making new demands on him every hour, either vital or trivial. For the time being, his intimidation won the three
The elector obeyed and ensured his control over the city's defense works.
Only temporarily.
Helberg knew very well that Emmanuel's mother and son were plotting for the throne. Geisel really wanted to control the military power and he did still have a fortune in his hands that could win over people's hearts. Haute Anderson had no soldiers, no money, and was impoverished but couldn't.
To thwart the Elector's attempts to get his hands on finances and logistics, he made more than one speech to the Braunschweig Quay Gang and various corporate bodies in the city.
The old commander knew that he had to work hard and persevere. Even if he was the only one left, he would still maintain the glory of the empire!
Walking out of the room and the deep corridor, the smell of Aspergillus spores came, and the old handsome man's face became even more ugly.
Have moss and poison ivy spread here?
Waiting outside the gate were the Imperial Royal Chief Grand Wizard Greg Mattak and the Grand Master of the Rick Knights Hans Zentler.
Matak came up and said directly: "My Imperial Regent, the plague is spreading, and the city is being swallowed up by Nurgle's corruption."
"Yes, I know." Helberg looked at Mattak angrily, as if to warn him, but the old coach thought that finally there was a guy who realized the seriousness of the problem, and he wanted to express his appreciation.
and recognized it, but his ferocious expression was no different from the Chaos Demon that Matak saw in his dream: "So what can you do? My chief wizard?"
"How? Didn't I come to find you?" Mattak was obviously irritated by Helberg's plan. The chief wizard said: "Give me 500 people, give me your old soldiers, bring the best firearms and
Equipment, I will take them into the sewers to search for the source of the plague."
"500 people? Fully armed? Old soldiers?" Heilberg looked at Mattak with an idiotic expression: "Do you think I will agree? Shouldn't it be your job to expel corruption? Otherwise, the emperor will appoint you as a royal
What are you doing, chief wizard? I heard someone said that the Braunschweig sewer is at least 48 kilometers long. Are you sick or am I sick?"
"Since I have been appointed as the royal chief wizard, I obviously have the right..." Matak tried to emphasize his power.
"You should learn to solve problems by yourself. My great wizard, Thernus-Gelman, will burn these plagues with a fire, and Gelt will melt everything with a molten metal flow. And you? You will only watch.
Wait, and then ask me for help like a beggar?" Heilberg tried his best to stay calm.
"I will do my best, but the situation is different now..."
"No difference!"
"These plagues are killing the city, my marshal, I noticed your soldiers inside the city..."
"Oh my god, my god, Charlemagne, can you only ask questions? The emperor appointed you to solve problems, not to ask questions!"
"I'm just trying to solve the problem!"
"Then go quickly!" Helberg's saliva sprayed on Matak's face, and the old commander shouted: "Go to the Salia Church or someone else, don't come to me, this is not our priority.
matters! Go and deal with these plagues, immediately!”
"What are your priorities?" Matak was also angry, and the great amber wizard roared out like a gryphon: "Is it to pursue stolen goods and support? Ah! What kind of Khorne decision? If the emperor is still here..."
"That's enough!!!" Helberg immediately pulled out the Rune Fang: "Get out of here now! Go and do your business, don't force me to remove you!"
Matak took a deep look at Helberg, then looked at the Rune Fang in his hand, sneered, and turned to leave.
After Mattak left, Heilberg looked at the great mentor Hans Zentler: "What's the matter?"
Zentler was covered in sweat at this time, and he whispered: "Marshal, the pursuit of stolen goods and financial aid...can't go on."
Due to the serious shortage of finances and food and the need for large-scale conscription, Heilberg, in addition to indiscriminately issuing military tickets, ordered the army to conduct a "hunting campaign" against the entire city of Braunschweig and even the Reich Territory.
Led by the two mentors of the Rick Guards, Hans Gentle and Heinrich von Christvoll, and the Grand Mentor of the Rick Knights, Hans Zentler, they announced a "campaign" against the nobles in the capital.
Pursue the dirt and help pay."
To be honest, this move is actually similar to when Sulia summoned a meeting of knights and nobles to defend Corona. The knight queen relied on this moment to pull out a private army of 10,000 nobles and made the nobles willingly spit out a large number of soldiers.
The pen was made of real money, and he used it to fight Sigvald and win a great victory, becoming famous in the old world.
But when it comes to how to implement it, how to persuade the nobles with language skills, how to make the nobles believe that they can be rewarded in the future, and how to make the nobles realize the huge losses and their fundamental interests if the capital is not defended, it all depends on the individual.
political skills and negotiation skills.
Heilberg's execution directly turned into forced apportionment. The old commander believed that the nobles of these empires must still have a lot of money and food reserves in their homes, so he directly implemented a "one size fits all" policy, that is, how much should be paid for the title of duke, and what should be paid for the title of earl.
How many titles should be paid, how many viscounts, how many barons, how many knights of the fief, how many chambers of commerce and wealthy free people.
The most troublesome thing is that Sulia held a palace tea party to negotiate, but Heilberg believed that the palace could not be trusted and that the army should do it.
As mentioned before, the only qualified troops in Heilberg's hands were actually Braunschweig's 1,000 remaining standing troops and the "old battalions" composed of more than 1,000 remnants of the Franz Guards Army he brought back from the north.
The more than 70,000 "Brunswick Royal Guards" were mixed, with many local ruffians and rogue gangs infiltrating the city. However, the 50,000 Nuer elite who were well-disciplined and could receive military pay and lunch on time were prohibited from entering the city.
Under such circumstances, when the new recruits heard that the "dirt hunting aid" was to be used for "military pay," they were all extremely excited. They immediately became proficient in using the rules, extorting money and even lynching, going from house to house to ask for money.
He quickly lost control, and for a while no one dared to dress smartly on the street. Second-hand rags became a hot commodity, for fear that others would know that his family was rich.
And the most rogue thing is that Heilberg used military coupons indiscriminately to plunder wealth from the market, nobles and civilians, but when collecting taxes and recovering stolen money, he demanded that it must be real money.
"Almost everyone is against it now, Marshal, if we continue, we will fall into civil war before Chaos arrives." Zentler knelt down directly on one knee. He looked like he was about to cry: "As an imperial citizen and an
The emperor has certified the identity of the Grand Master of the Knights to implore you, my marshal, please stop!"
Heilberg looked at Zentler, as if weighing his credibility and loyalty.
After a long time, the old commander asked: "What happened to those damn Marienburgers and the damn separatists now?"
"They are hiding in the Chamber of Commerce Mansion in Nancheng District..." Zentler told Heilberg the situation.
More than a hundred iron-blooded capitalists from the upper and lower chambers of Marienburg fled from Marienburg and took refuge in the imperial capital. They first demanded "equal status" and emphasized that they would "fight bloody battles to the last soldier", and then continued to take advantage of them.
Issue a document stating "Personal property is sacred and inviolable".
Unfortunately, they were facing Ryan's young maid and eldest son. The young maid looked like "Do you think the iron-blooded duchess of Bennur will believe your lies?" and ordered all their wealth to be confiscated, with a total value of about 1.3 million gold coins.
currency and a large amount of supplies.
Although the iron-blooded capitalists have many guards, they cannot stop the Nuer army.
But Emilia didn't do it right. She returned things worth 150,000 gold coins in proportion to the Marienburg merchants headed by Grand Duke Valverde, and told them that we Nuer people will remember your donation.
In any case, Marienburg merchants still control a large number of old world sales channels and relationship networks. In the future, Nuer's industrial products will continue to sell well all over the world. Emilia learned this from Sulia.
, you have to beat and cut the leeks regularly, but you won’t beat them to death with a stick. Business is an important source of tax revenue.
"Send someone to find the baroness. Since so much has been confiscated, at least...vomit out the 7.8 million yuan!" Heilberg said coldly: "I know about this, and I will help you pay for it."
Let’s stop it for now.”
"Yes..." Zentler just breathed a sigh of relief when Heilberg asked: "Has the messenger asking for help from Britannia set off?"
"I was about to say this." Zentler reported quickly.
After Heilberg asked the Imperial Parliament to ask for help from Britannia, what did the Imperial Court under the Imperial Parliament do?
The first step is to summon the palace ministers, diplomats, post bureaucrats, suitable messengers, and scholars from Brunswick.
The second step is to convene an important meeting to ensure that important leaders from all departments are fully present, which can play a role in promoting the solution to the problem.
The third step is to express the opinions of all parties and fully discuss the following issues: the importance of choosing a messenger, the importance of the rhetoric of the letter, the consequences of asking for help, the consequences of not asking for help, and the possible costs of the arrival of the Brittanian cavalry.
The fourth step is for all department leaders to explain that their department’s work has nothing to do with asking for help or sending letters.
Let the messenger and the scholar make their own choices. If the messenger decides to send the letter, the messenger himself bears all the responsibilities. If Ryan does not come to the rescue or he misunderstands, then the scholar who wrote the letter bears all the responsibilities and it is not the problem of various departments.
If you don't send someone to deliver the letter, then this problem won't exist.
Therefore, no messenger dared to send a letter, no scholar dared to write a letter, and the matter of asking for help was delayed.
Heilberg closed his eyes in pain, these bureaucrats!
It's hard to accomplish something, but there are literally 10,000 ways to fail at something!
"...Send someone to tell them." Heilberg's deep voice sounded: "They just need to send the message for help as soon as possible. It will be done right away. It will be done immediately. Within an hour, I must see the message from the courier.
Send out Braunschweig!”
"However, this matter is very important..." Zentler wanted to say more.
"Tell them!!! I, Kurt Helberg, bear all the stakes and all the responsibilities!!!" The old coach roared hysterically: "Just say it! Everything is my order and mine.
Responsibility, is this okay!? Still
You want me to sign a regency order? Then I will sign it now! Satisfy them! To satisfy them, we must ask for help! We can't wait any longer! It will take time for Ryan Malcador to assemble the army, Marienburg is gone, and the Brittanian knights are not
Maybe everyone will fly over the Ax Bite Pass!"
Zentler nodded silently, this is what everyone was waiting for.
Now that the boss takes the blame, it will be easier for everyone.
After finishing speaking and having lost his temper a few times, Heilberg was about to walk out, but Zentler stopped him: "There is also this thing, please be sure to take a look."
Zentler held a thick roll of exquisite parchment in his hand. Its workmanship surpassed any current technology in the empire. Heilberg took it and found that the signature on it was "VVC" and the seal was very gorgeous and ancient: "This
yes?"
"We found this on top of the palace, surrounded by blood."
Heilberg hesitated for a moment, then unfolded the parchment.