The people who had just spoken in the room all lowered their heads after being scolded by Otto. Especially Gent, who wanted to bury his head in his chest.
Otto looked at a few people and sighed slightly in his heart.
He didn't know whether the people in front of him really knew that he was wrong, or whether they were deliberately acting like they knew they were wrong.
Otto didn't really want to reprimand them. There was absolutely no problem with the loyalty of the people in the room.
However, in the early stage of reform, if the unhealthy tendencies of the team cannot be corrected, the subsequent process will easily get out of control.
Therefore, in the initial stage, Otto must prevent everything from going astray.
"Baron Wade, how is the situation among the nobles recently? Are there still complaints like before?"
Otto looked at Wade and asked.
"No one mentions this matter anymore. Everyone is looking forward to the young master going to war so that their territory can become a fief." Wade shook his head and smiled.
Because when the new batch of nobles were awarded, only a few people who were very close to Otto, such as Wade and Gent, received fiefs, and the others were only fiefs.
At that time, everyone was still happy, and no one noticed this problem. When they found out that it was a fief, they naturally felt resentful in their hearts, and everyone worked hard for a long time to fool people with a fief.
Fortunately, Otto did not completely block the possibility of turning fiefs into fiefs, and in addition to the introduction of the military merit system, these people gradually accepted it after complaining.
Seeing that the nobles accepted it, Otto felt relieved. After giving Wade some instructions, he waved his hand for everyone to leave.
To be honest, Otto didn't trust Wade to lead troops to help the Sighard family. It wasn't that he didn't trust Wade's loyalty and ability, but he was afraid that Wade wouldn't know how to hide his clumsiness and would suffer too much.
A large part of these armies are elite, and it is quite troublesome to replenish them in the short term.
But Otto was unable to lead the troops there in person. Who knows how long this battle will last? The Sighard family and the Duke of Nordgård have been fighting for Nuremberg for so long. It must not be decided in one battle. Sophie is now pregnant. Now, he can't leave.
Thinking of his tragic experience in his previous life, Otto wanted to be a good father and husband, at least until his child was born safely. After all, it was a war between the Sighard family, and winning or losing had little impact on Otto.
I don’t know whether my first child will be a boy or a girl.
The capital of the Emirate of Bari, the city of Bari.
The coalition forces formed by the Army of the Kingdom of Italy and the Navy of the Roman Empire had been besieging the city of Bari for several months.
The Sultan of the Emirate of Bari stood on the city wall, looking at the Italian army slowly retreating below the city, his brows knitted tightly together.
Although the enemy's attack was repelled once again, the Sultan could not be happy, and there was a layer of gloom in his heart.
In the past few months, facing the attacks of the Italian and Roman coalition forces, the city of Bari has now completely run out of ammunition and food. There are less than a thousand people in the city who can still take up arms, and most of them are civilians.
The fall of the city of Barry is only a matter of time.
Since the Kingdom of Italy launched its attack on the Emirate of Bari, the Sultan of Bari has sent letters asking for help to many rulers of the Green God Religion, hoping that someone would rescue him for the sake of believing in the same god.
These letters and the messengers who delivered them were like nothing, without receiving any response. Since the war of more than two years, the Emirate of Bari has lost most of its territory, and now only a few strongholds such as the city of Bari have not been captured.
In the military camp outside the city, the King of Italy and the generals of the Roman Empire were talking.
"Your Majesty, judging from the resistance of the defenders today, I am afraid that it will only take a day or two to capture the city of Bari." The Roman general looked at the city walls of Bari with a smile.
"Yes." The King of Italy also nodded. "These damn pagans won't be able to survive for long. The glory of the gods will once again spread to this land."
The Roman general curled his lips. He didn't believe in any gods at all. If there really were gods that could protect believers, then why would they need generals like them? Besides, if there really were gods, those priests would be able to protect them one by one.
So hateful, so greedy?
"Dear His Majesty the King, I suggest launching a general offensive directly tomorrow. I will lead the Imperial Navy to fully cooperate with you."
"This war has indeed lasted long enough, and it's time to end." The Italian king's face remained as usual. "Then I will be here. Thank you, General, and His Majesty the Emperor for their help."
"Your Majesty, you are welcome. You are the most important ally of the empire. Your Majesty has long ordered us to obey your orders." The Roman general looked very humble.
This time, the Italian king said nothing and began to think about another thing.
Now, the entire Italian peninsula, except Sicily, is under his control, and the Holy See in Rome is willing to listen to his opinions. He has done what even the Roman emperor could not do.
So, why couldn't he also become the emperor of Rome?
In these years, only the ruler of Constantinople could be crowned with the title of Roman Emperor. Even his great-grandfather, Charlemagne, who single-handedly founded the Frankish Kingdom, only received the title of Protector of the Romans.
The emperor of Constantinople was no match for his great-grandfather.
Now, how can the emperor of Constantinople compare with his own achievements?
The mere title of guardian of the Romans was not enough to match his own achievements.
At least, it has to be Augustus or Caesar.
The next day, the Italian and Roman coalition launched a general offensive. The defenders of Bari, who had been besieged for a long time, were at the end of their game and could no longer resist the coalition's attack. What's more, the Roman navy also used secret weapons.
"Greek fire!" When he saw the fire dragon burning from the sea to the dock, the chief of the Bali Sultanate closed his eyes in pain. He knew that the war was no longer in suspense.
Only half a day later, the flag of the Kingdom of Italy was already flying on the city wall of Bari.
"Your Majesty." A nobleman walked up to the Italian king, whispered in his ear, and then hurriedly left.
The King of Italy listened patiently, then turned to look at the Roman general standing aside with a smile.
"Thank you General for your help. The city of Bari has been captured. The head of the pagan Sultan has been chopped off by my warriors. I will order it to be sent to Rome."
"Now that the war is over, I have to say goodbye to His Majesty the King. I have to go back and resume my duties with His Majesty the Emperor. This damn war has dragged on for a really long time." After hearing the news, the Roman general relaxed.
"Wait a moment, General. I have a letter here, and I ask you to bring it to His Majesty the Emperor in Constantinople. By the way, I have also prepared a gift as a thank you for the General's help these days."
The King of Italy handed a letter to the Roman general and motioned to his guards to bring up a box.
The Roman general took the letter and opened the box. Inside the box was a box full of gold, silver and jewelry.
The Roman general instantly realized something was wrong and turned to look at the Italian king.
"I'm just following His Majesty's orders secretly. If His Majesty the King wants to thank you, just thank Him. I can't afford such a heavy gift. Is there anything else that His Majesty the King needs my help with?"
"It's not a big deal." The King of Italy chuckled. "I just hope that your Excellency, General, can help me speak kindly in front of His Majesty the Emperor, so that His Majesty will agree to canonize me as Augustus."