Proof of the Sun King

In the evening, the commercial street in Kislev is now empty. Many shops have nothing in them, and many shops are closed. There are many soldiers patrolling the streets, most of them are soldiers sent by the Empire, they also They were all frozen, cursing how cold the north is.

The price of goods has been rising continuously, and the prices of daily necessities, especially the price of large liba and salt, have risen rapidly. Meat and sugar have almost disappeared. Even the prices of firewood and coal have risen a lot, which fully guarantees that refugees cannot buy pick up anything.

The swirling snow is still incessant, and Kislev is really a bitter cold place that many imperial troops are reluctant to come to. It is said that some imperial people stay here because of the endless snow and the muddy environment in spring, which is hard and hard. Crazy bread and weird food.

But here, it is the first line of defense of the old world against the tide of chaos in the north, and it is also a buffer zone for civilization and order to face the tide of destruction.

There are many refugees in the commercial street, and there are hundreds of them at random. Most of them have no food and clothing, and they are crowded together to keep warm. The imperial soldiers can only sigh when they see this scene. Straw mats, everyone knows what these straw mats are used for.

The appearance of a group of Ugor soldiers attracted everyone's attention. Many refugees struggled to come up to beg for food, but Beria just shook his head and signaled the soldiers to take up arms. The refugees had to retreat and continue to curl up on the street corner. .

No matter how crazy the refugees were, they wouldn’t even think about robbing this group of people. It’s more troublesome to grab shops and citizens than to find this group of people, just like many people know that there are a lot of storage in the Imperial Barracks and Urik’s Temple. Food, but would anyone dare to grab it?

"Actually, if I continue to serve on the Internal Affairs Committee, I will have a chance to succeed Yezhov." Beria led a group of Ugor cavalry archers passing by, and the general said casually: "Yezhov is doing something for our tsar. There are too many things, I don't think he will live for too long, and when that time comes, Her Majesty Catalin will not hesitate, after all, there are many people who want to succeed him."

Khorkina, the beautiful Kislevian girl, dressed warmly, followed behind Beria. She ate a mutton pie, a piece of butter bread and a bowl of corn-ham bisque for lunch today, and she was full. Beautiful in heart.

Although it was sacrificed for the family, it is better to be full now than anything else.

"General, I've thought about it carefully. Her Majesty Catalin's actions are only a temporary solution, not the root cause. What's more, doing this to the officers will cause a great loss to the army's combat effectiveness." Can't bear it: "What if the Ksa warriors and the shooting army make trouble?"

"It's useless if it's too small, it's really a big deal, just kill Yezhov and make a deal." Beria shook his head: "Have you done what I told you before?"

"I got the news." Xie Lepin said immediately and full of indignation: "General Andrei, who was responsible for the logistics distribution of owed wages, was convicted after his death."

"What crime?"

"Fear of sin, commit suicide."

"Humph!" Beria sneered: "Xie Lepin, now you know why I have to take everyone to owe allegiance to His Majesty Ryan? Following the right person is more important than anything else. You said His Majesty Ryan would do such a thing?"

Everyone nodded, it's better to follow His Majesty Ryan!

Just as they were speaking, a group of imperial soldiers passed by carrying a roll of rolled straw mats. The straw mats were rolled up, revealing only a pair of black, festering and frostbitten feet.

The snow was still falling, and the whistling wind covered the voices of the crowd. After passing a few streets, they finally found a relief point. Here, there were several large iron pots, which were hung with firewood for heating. I don't know what to cook, so dozens of soldiers were vigilant around. When they saw Beria and his party, the leading officer shouted: "Ugol people? What are you doing here? Look at your equipment? Is it a mercenary? Or Has Your Majesty issued an order?"

Outside, the queue waiting to drink porridge has been lined up for a kilometer or two.

"I'm the lieutenant general of the cavalry and the special envoy of the Brittany King of Knights, Beria-Gulag!" Beria showed the document, the officer was startled, and immediately saluted: "See General, Keisler Mihalovich, the first company and second row of the third battalion of the city defense!"

"Well, what are you cooking?" Beria looked at the smoking cauldron. The water in the pot had not boiled, and the color was a little green, but Beria didn't see what was cooking in the pot after looking at it for a long time.

"I'm cooking... I'm cooking porridge." Miha said a little embarrassedly: "It will take a while for the porridge to be ready."

"Porridge? Porridge?" Beria looked at it for a long time, and he and Xie Lepin looked at each other: "Stop the fire first!"

"Yes!" Mihalovich obeyed.

The big iron pot was turned off, and Beria stretched his head toward the big iron pot.

Facing the cauldron, he saw a handsome guy with a pair of round rimless glasses, a handsome face, elegant and easy-going, wearing a Brittanian military uniform, with the Eight Peaks Mountain Expedition Commemorative Medal and a third-class on his chest. The Golden Iris Medal is an honor that can be obtained by soldiers who have participated in the Bafeng Mountain Expedition.

Bellia calmly adjusted her collar to the big iron pot, patted off the snowflakes on her shoulders, and then extended her hand to the person who was cooking porridge. The other party was stunned for a moment, but he soon understood. Knowing what Beria meant, he handed him the large iron spoon in his hand.

General Wuguo put a big iron spoon into the bottom of the pot and stirred it back and forth vigorously, stirring the whole pot upside down, and the contents of the cooking were finally exposed.

The pot was full of grass roots, bark, and rotten pickle leaves. Beria scooped it twice with a large iron spoon, thinking that it was just a pot of hot water. After deep fishing, he finally got a few unground rye grains and less buckwheat grains. The general nodded approvingly: "Well, porridge, yes, it's porridge, or rye porridge! Well, it smells It's delicious!"

Hearing his words, Mihalovich's face was very sad. Even so, there was only one bag of rye and half a bag of buckwheat left in the relief shed, and there were thousands of people queuing up!

"Esun is on top, this is called porridge?!" The young Shelepin only felt that his blood was rushing to his head, he was about to roar, Beria reached out and stopped him: "Okay, take a look Just know."

After speaking, Beria said to Mihalovich: "I see that you don't have much food left, so you need to save it."

"……Yes."

Beria took the people away from the relief point, and Shelepin hurriedly chased after him: "General, these bastards, do they dare to call this porridge? Is this porridge?"

"Of course it's porridge." Beria said calmly: "It's original and full of Kislev's unique flavor, it's just a little thin, but it's not important, on the contrary... very good, the porridge is very thin, The thinner the better! That's right!"

"It's alright. We can confirm with our own eyes that the porridge is so thin. We can almost issue a diplomatic note and apply to see His Majesty Katarin."

Three days later, Kislev City, Bokaja Palace.

Lieutenant General of the Ugol cavalry archers, Beria Gulag, the special envoy of the King of Knights of Brittany, was allowed to enter the palace hall to visit the Queen Catalin.

Although the Kislev Kingdom is not big, there are many rules in it, and Beria and others have to strictly abide by them, otherwise even if no one dares to kill him, it will be enough for him to suffer a little and fail to get things done.

First of all, no one can turn their backs to the Tsar, which means that when leaving, they must go backwards. Of course, Her Majesty Katarine is often very busy, and she is usually the first to leave at the end of the meeting.

No one can sit facing the tsar, unless the tsar offers her a seat, or the other person has no legs.

No one can stand behind the Tsar.

No one can be taller than the Tsar.

People below Boyer are not allowed to speak to the Tsar. Even Boyer can only speak when the Tsar asks and invites him, and he has to say "return to your majesty..." first.

There was a lot of red tape, but Beria remained calm. He kept stooping until Her Majesty Catalin slowly ascended the high tsar's throne, and General Ugor was in the presence of many Boyer nobles and Kislev. Under the gaze of the general and several legendary ice witches, he knelt down on one knee: "Blessed by Meng Ersun, Lieutenant General Ugor, special envoy of Brittany, Beria-Gulag brought from the far south a Greetings from the King of Cavaliers Ryan Malcador."

"Kneel down with your remaining leg, Belial!" Katarin's voice was very cold and did not contain any emotion, the tsar sat on the tsar's throne, she said lightly: "Otherwise You can leave now."

"..." Beria immediately turned to kneel on both knees, and he lowered his head to prevent others from seeing the flash of anger in his eyes.

"Knight girl... oh, no, I mean that His Majesty the Knight King sent you from afar, what's the matter?" The Tsar said lightly: "I'm very busy with a lot of things."

"After His Majesty Ryan returned from the Great Expedition to Eight Peaks, he sent me to share the joy of his victory with the generals and Boyers of the Snow Kingdom and greet His Majesty Katarin's perseverance in the north. We have prepared a little bit. Boli, please also invite Her Majesty the Tsar and the generals and the Boyers to laugh at them." Beria didn't change his expression, he waved his hand, and some gifts were brought in from outside, and the generals and Boyers were forced to spit them out. I felt very uncomfortable when I got a little booty, and I was very happy to see the gifts. The gifts from Beria were fine salt, white sugar and brown sugar, medicines in short supply, boxes of high-quality white bread and a lot of frozen meat. Everyone is smiling.

"Well, His Majesty Ryan has a heart." Katarin's glamorous face and expression remained unchanged, but she just said casually, as if she was disgusting that the gifts were not enough, not good enough: "Get up."

It is not difficult to understand that the situation in Kislev is very unstable now, the tsar must be hoping to make a large windfall to solve the problem, Beria rolled her eyes and stood up: "Also, the elder lady of Jialan, Ou Ruo. Ms. La and the congresswoman Ms. Teresa also asked me to bring some small gifts to Her Majesty Catalin and the Sisterhood of the Ice Witch."

The attendant handed over two boxes containing some high-end cosmetics, perfumes, five boxes of unopened Wolford velvet pantyhose, as well as refined sugar cubes, honey, and Bordeaux wine. Catalin's eyes lit up. She immediately signaled to accept it: "Aurora, she still has time to prepare gifts for me? It's not easy, I see, she should think about what to do next! The things are very good, I accept them, and give them a seat. "

The generals and Boyers looked at them with fiery eyes. What the Ice Witches got in Kislev were all super luxuries that were priceless!

"Give a seat!" The Kerim guards moved a small pier and let Beria sit down.

General Ugor smiled inwardly, without her father's commanding ability and strong prestige, and the military industry who personally charged the soldiers to convince the soldiers, what did the female tsar can rely on to rule this country relatively powerfully?

It is the Sisterhood of the Ice Witches of Kislev, these ice witches have married the great nobles, generals and Boyers, become their wives and female courtiers, thus controlling the nobles, and Katarin is the ice witches Undisputed leader.

The two sides exchanged a routine of greetings again, and talked about a little nutritious topic. Catalin was very concerned about how much Lane captured in the Eight Peaks Mountain Expedition, but Beria's answer was not leaking.

When Katarin finished asking, Beria said that he came here to form a new army, intending to recruit hundreds of Ugols. The queen did not think about it and agreed directly, but emphasized that in addition to the employment fee, it was also necessary to pay for it. Give the kingdom a "cultivation fee".

Beria was not surprised by this, even if this issue was discussed.

The second problem is that Beria still has a large batch of goods to be sold, including a large amount of grain, meat, salt, sugar, textiles and daily necessities. For this batch of goods brought by Beria, it is simply a solution to Kislev. In a hurry, the Queen and the State Duma immediately decided to eat them all, and exchanged a large amount of gold and silver, magic ore, bearskin, wood and iron-copper ore from the Norsca expedition. Beria took the opportunity to ask for a high price, It is much higher than the standard purchase price given by Ryan.

Immediately after, the third question, Beria emphasized: "Your Majesty, I want to buy some people from you."

"Buy people? Does His Majesty Ryan have no one in his hands? Or is his fertile land all rotten?" The Queen said impatiently, "Who do you want to buy?"

"We want to buy some people from the Cheka prison." Beria said cautiously: "Some people... can't rot in the Cheka prison, right?"

"Wait! Don't you want to buy... No, absolutely not!" The tsar immediately understood what Beria meant, and she said sharply: "Never allow it! These are all traitors and desperadoes! I will never Allow these people to leave Kislev and go abroad!"

"We are willing to pay a high price!" Beria repeated.

"No, no, no!" Katarin repeated.

"Then... I heard that a lot of officers and soldiers have been arrested in the past few days?" Beria had to settle for the next best thing. He tried again: "If you can..."

"No, I have already sentenced many people, and they will all be executed within a week!" The tsar continued: "You are too late, Beria~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Then, I see that there are people in the prison and on the streets. Many bankrupt workers and hungry intellectuals, the merciful His Majesty Ryan is willing to give them a way to live, we also need these people." Beria frowned for a long time, and took a step back.

The Tsar was silent, and Catalin thought that it would not be good to continue to refuse, and now for Kislov, the population is a heavy burden. If you can get rid of some of the burden, you can exchange for some much-needed food and food. It seems that cash is not unacceptable for the kingdom to tide over the difficulties. In the current situation of Kislev, workers and intellectuals can't play a role either.

Lane is now famous all over the old world, and he has a good relationship with him. Maybe he can get military and material assistance from Brittany in the future!

After thinking for a few minutes, Katarin finally nodded reluctantly: "Akinfeev! Dmirov!"

"Yes!" The Tsar's Minister of Internal Affairs and the Minister of Finance stood up.

"Bring Beria, go to the prison to pick people first, remember, who can and who can't, I don't want to say more."

"Yes!"

The crowd dispersed.

Beria came out under the leadership of Akinfeev and Dmirov, and General Ugor was very anxious.

He came to Kislev this time, and there was a man who had to be taken out and sent to Brittany.

This man is Shergo, the former chief engineer of Kislev, one of the designers and manufacturers of the Hellstorm rocket launcher, and he is now locked in the deepest part of the Cheka prison.

The gun workshop in Brittany wants to have the ability to design and produce a super-killer like the Hellstorm rocket launcher. This person is the only hope. Ryan has given a death order for this. If necessary, he can do anything at any cost. , Great Engineer Shergo must be rescued and sent to the Kingdom of Knights!

It seems that another way must be found.