dognovel Chapter 405 Mad King
Chapter 405 Mad King
The French King's Hall was like a boiling pot of water, with noise and arguments interweaving together, fierce and chaotic. All the high-ranking figures gathered in the palace, and they all looked solemn, eager to put the solution to the dilemma of Acre on the table immediately.
Amidst the noise, the King of France slowly entered the palace, wearing a luxurious robe. Despite his advanced age, he still looked extremely majestic. He hunched over slightly, holding a scepter in his hand, and walked towards his tall and solemn throne. As he slowly raised his hand, the noise in the hall suddenly stopped, and everyone focused their attention on this powerful ruler.
"Everyone, how is the support for Aka City going?"
Although the French king's voice was low, it revealed a majesty that no one could ignore.
A young official stood up, his voice trembling slightly:
"Five thousand mercenaries were already on board the ship, but once they crossed the Yoda Sea, no news was heard from them."
The King of France frowned slightly, and a hint of worry flashed in his eyes.
"Five thousand is just a drop in the bucket for Aka City. It is simply not enough to maintain the city's defense."
"We need to send more troops."
The Pope's voice echoed on all four walls of the Pope's Hall. The officials were whispering and looking at each other. Every look revealed their tension and worry about the situation that was to follow.
Fidelicor sat in the shadow of the corner, his face calm, seemingly unconcerned by the noise around him. He had long heard that Emperor Yoda was ready to reignite the war, but on this turbulent continent, the extent of the wars between the countries made him realize that it was almost impossible to unite and fight against the pagans.
At this moment, the palace gate was suddenly pushed open. The guard at the door ran in quickly with a panicked look on his face, knelt on one knee, and reported to the King of France:
"Your Majesty, there are several mercenaries and port officials who claim to be on the expedition to Kusha who would like to see you."
The officials turned their heads to look, and the uneasiness in their hearts spread like ripples. The King of France frowned slightly, waved his hand and said:
"Let them in."
Following the King's order, the gate opened again, and several officials followed by dozens of ragged people walked in. Their faces were really miserable, and their clothes were tattered, like unlucky beggars, looking extremely embarrassed.
Upon seeing this, the King of France immediately asked:
"Answer me, who are you and what have you experienced to become like this?"
One of the people suddenly stepped out and said in a crying voice:
"Your Majesty, we are mercenaries hired by the King's Office to support Acre City."
He paused, took a deep breath, and continued:
"We sailed into the Kusha Sea after we set off and encountered a Kusha warship at night. The garrison on board invited us to go to the Kusha port to replenish supplies."
"Who knew that as soon as we entered the port, the Kushans blocked the port with warships, and everyone was forced to disembark. The ships that tried to escape were sunk by the Kushan warships. In the end, we were taken to a nearby mine and mined like slaves every day."
"A few of us took advantage of the guards' laxity and managed to escape. We stole a boat on the beach and were able to return here."
When the mercenary said this, even Fidelicio was shocked, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.
If Emperor Yoda's direct war against Midlan without informing the Hall of the King of Laws could be merely attributed to low morals and contempt for God, then openly detaining and attacking the Hall of the King of Laws' army could be directly judged as heresy.
Fidelicio couldn't help but wonder how the Yoda people had the guts to offend the majesty of the Hall of the King of Law.
At the same time, his intelligence network has always covered a wide range, but even his ears and eyes were unable to detect this incident, which means that the actions of the Yoda people were extremely secretive, and even he was unable to get a hint of their movements.
Looking at the people around him talking, Fidelicao realized that he had to speak out in order to stabilize the situation and focus everyone's attention.
He thought carefully for a moment, finally walked out of the crowd, and said to the King of France in a steady and earnest manner:
"Your Majesty, given the current situation, it is impossible to continue supporting Acre. We must look at the current situation clearly. I believe that the most important task of the Hall of the King of Law is to question Emperor Yoda as to why he has committed such a provocative act. Only when he gives in can we talk about the possibility of sending troops to Kusha."
As soon as these words came out, voices of agreement rang out from all around. Finally, the King of France said with a hint of severity in his tone:
"Immediately summon Yoda's ambassador to the Hall of the King of Laws. I want to ask him in person what exactly made Emperor Yoda choose to fight against the Hall of the King of Laws!"
At this moment, in the magnificent palace of the Yoda Empire, Emperor Ludwig sat firmly on the magnificent throne, his eyes wandering on the map from time to time, and sometimes examining the officials in front of him. At this time, an official reported:
"At present, the southern army has captured the city of Rona, and the senior general of Midland, Conseil, was killed in the battle. After that, our army will quickly penetrate into the heart of Midland, but in the north, due to the border fortress, there is not much progress at present."
After reporting this, the civil servant secretly looked at Ludwig. A trace of impatience flashed across the emperor's face. He curled his lips slightly and interrupted the civil servant:
"Move all the siege artillery to the north! I've said it so many times that blindly concentrating on the south is a mistake."
There was no doubt about the urgency and disdain in his tone, as if he was extremely annoyed by the situation at hand.
"Although the plains in the south are suitable for cavalry advances, the enemy is not stupid and will naturally station a large number of soldiers there. If we want to break the stalemate, we must open a front in the north to disperse the Midland army."
"As long as we can find a breakthrough in the north, we can concentrate our main forces and directly break through the enemy's defense line."
Ludwig leaned forward slightly, his eyes sparkling, and continued:
"Organize all the criminals in the prison and build an army. Let them be responsible for clearing the villages and towns around the city of Midland. Do not let the Midland army get any supplies in the local area."
An official finally couldn't help asking:
"Your Majesty, will this cause the French King's Office to..."
Before he could finish his words, Ludwig's gloomy gaze stopped him. He interrupted coldly:
"If the Hall of the King of Laws could really do this, they would have organized an army to attack Yoda long ago!"
These words and actions sent a chill down the spine of everyone present, and no one dared to interrupt.
"The world is like this. Rules that are not maintained by strength cannot be enforced at all. Only if our army is strong enough and brutal enough, even if each country is dissatisfied, they must submit to us."
Ludwig's voice gradually rose, permeated with an unquestionable majesty.
"As long as we kill all those who resist the Yoda Empire, the entire continent will naturally submit to my control out of fear."
His gaze was like a sharp sword, sweeping across every official present, as if using an invisible force to force them to feel the oppression.
"Imagine that even the humblest Yoda people will be able to straighten their backs when they tell this history to their children and grandchildren. They will be proud to say that they are part of the powerful Yoda Empire."
Ludwig's voice gradually became low and deep, with a heavy sense of grandeur, as if telling an irreversible fate.
"And you."
He continued with great enthusiasm and head held high:
"You will stand at the top of the entire continent and look down upon billions of lives prostrating themselves on the ground under the yoke of the Yoda Empire."