Dawn of the Grey Tower

"Your Excellency Andrea, you are late." Atticus couldn't help when the angry lion with a blood-red cloak arrogantly opened the curtain of the tent and sat naturally on the first seat of the right hand of the long table Said frowning. As soon as the Iron Knight opened his mouth, Marcus raised his eyebrows, but he had no other reaction but continued to bow his head and study the paper on the table.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Knight, delayed by some trivial matters. You know, in addition to the affairs of the Kroger family, I have to take care of some minor matters." Andrea smiled apologetically. But what he said did not mean that he was half apologetic. He called Atticus in his official position. Although there seemed to be nothing wrong with it, in fact, all the nobles understood that this was to remind the latter of his identity. The Duke's patriarch of the Krog family cannot be rebuked by the leaders of the Knights. At the same time, in the latter part of his sentence, he pointed out his current power. Those nobles who left his tent before Andrea secretly bowed their heads and sneered, and were happy to trust such a strong dependence.

The Iron Knight is not politically unavailable. More often than not, he just loses his position of absolute loyalty to the royal family, so he is well aware of the demonstrations in Andrea ’s words, his slightly drooping eyes because of his anger Slammed open, the edge of which was chilling. "Cough." Marcus coughed softly, as if he had just read the document involuntarily. He sorted out the files in front of him, raised his head, and the indifference on his face didn't seem to hear the dialogue between the two.

"Now that everyone is here, let's start the military meeting." The King's hand said according to Ben Xuanke, looking away from Andrea and Atticus, looking directly at the other nobles. He was observing the looks of these people. Although he could not judge their camp by this, Marcus was not willing to give up any possible opportunities. Neither the angry lion nor the iron knight wanted to actually tear his face, so he sat down and looked at Marcus. The difference between them is that Atticus's eyes are quite calm, and Andrea's eyes are full of scorn in Marcus' eyes.

Marcus, who had already gained the wisdom of the devil, certainly would not be affected by how others viewed him. He took the scepter from his hand and pointed it at the sand table in the middle of the long table. "This is our current situation, I believe you adults have some understanding." The chessboards on the sand table are drawn with the flags of the various lords to indicate their camps, and the number of chess pieces is used to indicate the difference in the strength of each force.

"Master Marcus, this force seems to be wrong. The strength of our family is obviously more." An aristocrat said, pointing at the chessboard symbolizing his family's pawn, miscalculating himself against the king's hand. The strength of the family is unhappy. Hearing his doubts, many family leaders made soft comments. From their glances to Marcus's afterglow, a commander who could not do a good job in coordinating troops was obviously not trusted.

Faced with doubt, the obese Jazz had no special reaction. He stared at the nobleman, looked at the force on the sand table, and nodded. "It is true that your family has more troops than this." Ma Kustanan's confession made other people's argument more noisy. Some nobles hurried to control their own troops, fearing that the same mistake would happen, but soon the King's hand made them stop this behavior, "because, The pieces above are not determined by the number of people. "

Marcus said lazily, tapping on the table with the bottom of the scepter, "It is well known that the scumbags are doing financial work before taking the hand of the king. Therefore, the scumbags have nothing to do with the military The commander has a different view. "

"Strength is strength. One person is one person, and ten people are ten people. What's your opinion there? Lord Marcus might be confused by a headache." Andrea sneered with a sneer in his mouth, he was at the meeting The stronger the performance, the more families watching will join themselves. However, before waiting for the nobles who had surrendered to the Kroger to agree, Marcus answered.

"Duke Kroger's words are bad. This is not the case." The king's hand shook his head, like a teacher teaching children to read. "It is true that all soldiers participating in the war are soldiers with the same training. Under the circumstances, one is one, two is two. But our current situation is not. I believe you are also very clear. Now a large part of the soldiers under your account are temporary civilians. I do n’t want to deny their war. This means that the whole Cangshi is the same, but I must point out that these civilians cannot be compared with the regular army of the kingdom. Therefore, if expressed in terms of numbers alone, we will be overly optimistic about our combat strength. Estimate. I hope you all understand. "

If Andrea ’s previous statement is a manifestation of his confidence, then Marcus ’s statement is gentle persuasion. Compared with the two, the latter's behavior is more easily appreciated by the sages, so many neutral nobles also showed a positive expression on Marcus, and they agreed with the view of the king's hand.

But not everyone admits this set. The other army included a large number of militias who were dissatisfied and said, "It ’s just like the truth. How do you determine the difference in combat capabilities between ordinary soldiers and civilians? ? I see ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ This is what the King ’s Hand wants to get more points! "

"Bold!" "Fuck!" Andrea and Atticus drank at the same time, and the two men's momentum directly scared the yin and yang strange nobleman into his head.

The two stood up and stared at each other for a few seconds. After reaching a certain tacit agreement, the angry lion sat down and gave the voice to the Iron Knight. Atticus nodded and said, "This is the time of my Cangshi's survival. Moreover, when the first king is new, our country should be determined to kill all the ratmen and avenge their compatriots who died in this catastrophe! Lord Marcus is the hand of the king appointed by the first king. There is no doubt about his loyalty to the kingdom! How dare you speak at this time to slander him, would it be dissatisfied with the first king ’s decision? "

"I ... don't dare." The nobleman rolled over from the chair. He awake apologetically when he got up, and a large drop of cold sweat was flowing from his forehead. He originally wanted to win the favor of Andrea by provoking Marcus' authority, who would have caused such a big trouble.

"Okay, grown up knight, I'm not angry. Don't say it." The hand of the king said leisurely. "I believe he is not intentional, and I won't pursue it this time. But I still advise you to say one thing now. The situation of the kingdom is indeed not optimistic. The ratmen are not extinct, watching the nomads on the grasslands in the winter past may attack at any time, and the hammer hammer is initially hit hard, and the molten iron city is turned into ruins. The law provides us with protection. Therefore, I hope that you will still focus on the kingdom and give credit to these things, or do not take them too seriously. "

"Sir Tyrrell is right! Now is the time when we dedicate ourselves to the blue lion, personal interests are not important! I, Andrea, on behalf of the Krog family, are willing to be the vanguard of the rodent eradication for the survival of the kingdom, I hope my lord answers! "