Chapter 96 Noisy Court

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It was getting dark, and the two children had snored slightly. Miller hugged his son Bob quietly, looking out the window, the gloomy sky, and he knew that his wife was not asleep either.

After a long time, Miller finally said, "Betty, why don't I join the army."

In the darkness of the night, Betty's face changed, and her hand holding her daughter couldn't help but tighten, but then she relaxed and didn't answer Miller's words, as if she really fell asleep.

His wife's silence did not stop Miller from breaking his mind. He knew that his wife didn't want him to take risks, but as a husband and a father of two children, he really didn't want his wife and children to starve.

The nobles in the capital issued a notice to build fortifications on the city wall, two potatoes a day, and if they joined the army, it was the most common cannon fodder, and there were also four potatoes. Many civilians and refugees in the city went to join the army and build fortifications.

With this food and relief food, the child can grow up healthily, and the wife can also make up for the body.

As if making up his mind, Miller stretched out his left hand and took his wife's rough but still warm hand. Betty didn't speak, but Miller's hand, which she held tightly, was her answer to her husband.

This is the city of Charlo Otis, the status quo of most families. Many Charlo men who have responsibilities and burdens have chosen to join the army. They are not saying how much they love their motherland, they are just for their own Wife and children, earn a bite to eat.

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The slightly dilapidated Royal City of Otis City was brightly lit at this time, because His Majesty the King felt too cold, and ordered the entire palace to be lit.

In the main hall, the white-haired current king, wrapped in a blanket, curled up on the luxurious throne, with cloudy eyes, watching the group of nobles who were arguing endlessly.

It seems that His Majesty the King has not washed his face for a long time. From far away, we can see his greasy hair and odorous skin. Fortunately, the rich Charlot has no shortage of money, and all kinds of precious incense are sprayed in The king's body still preserves the honor of His Majesty.

Among the nobles who were arguing endlessly in the hall, there was another one who was out of tune, and that was a middle-aged man who stood in front of all the nobles and was the closest to His Majesty the King.

Although the nobles in the hall were arguing fiercely, people with discerning eyes could see that most of these nobles were clowns. His Majesty the King in the Crown of Thorns.

Perhaps it was the quarrel of this group of nobles that made our king a little irritable. His withered arm covered with stains was lifted, and there was no sound in the hall. Everyone looked at their king in awe, and everyone knew that the lion had not fallen, even his fangs were still sharp.

More than two months ago, King Charlo, who was desperate, sent out the two most elite blood-red troops in his hand, but he got very little. 'the result of.

A good "may die", not only did he not get any substantial benefits, but he lost a lot of blood-red soldiers, and even one of the leading captains was cut off.

Looking at the old man sitting on the throne, most of the nobles standing here have a feeling of trembling. When did His Majesty the King become like this? Two months ago, His Majesty the King was only slightly old. But still did not give up. Now this old man is about to kill and behead at every turn.

Don't look at his sloppy appearance at this time, just yesterday, this majesty personally issued the imperial order to execute two earls and four viscounts, the reason is that these nobles were fornicating with Faustain and wanted to abandon the city and escape.

They are arguing badly now, and it's just a show, to show their majesty the king, to show that they are still working hard for the recovery of Charlo, and to show that they will fight with Charlo to the last moment.

The heavy crown of thorns, pressing on the old old man, seemed to crush the thin old man at any time, but the truth was, no.

"Philip, tell me about the current situation." The king said in a hoarse voice, spitting out every syllable, as if grinding an iron sheet, making it unpleasant to hear.

Everyone silently looked at the man standing in front of them, wearing a Chinese robe, with an extraordinary bearing - Marquis Philip. It was this one who, a month ago, led the southern remnants of Charlo, forcibly broke through the siege of the outer Lion Legion, and entered the capital of Charlo. Entering with the marquis, there are a full 15 magic crystal cannons.

Marquis Philip, who was standing in front of the crowd, just cleared his throat and attracted everyone's attention in the hall, and said in a deep voice, "The Faustain army outside the city has gathered nearly 100,000. "

As soon as the words fell, the people in the hall reacted differently, some showing bitter looks, some surprised, some with ashes, and some in disbelief.

The old King His Majesty sighed, "I have to admit that Faustain's war potential is greater than ours." A pessimistic atmosphere came.

Marquis Philip then said, "I heard that the Lycia alliance in the south of Faustin also prepared to send troops to assist Faustain, but was rejected by Faustain's king."

Moral support from many, scant support. Faustin refused to pay any attention to outside help, while Charlo was disliked by people from the surrounding countries, and everyone thought that the country was finished.

"It's useless to say that, tell me, how is Otis City's defense." The king's voice followed.

As one of the Three Columns of Charlot, it enjoys the

Marquis Philip, known as the God of Wealth, took over many positions such as Minister of Finance, Minister of Internal Affairs, Minister of Military Affairs and many other positions as soon as he arrived in the capital. The royal family may have suspected this Marquis and dared not let him control too much power, but now It doesn't matter, Marquis Philip can enter King Qin at the last moment, which shows the loyalty of this Marquis to Charlo.

"The recruitment work is still in progress. Now 15,000 soldiers have been recruited. These soldiers have been dispersed to four city walls. Together with the original defenders, each city wall has a defense force of nearly 10,000." Philip The Marquis continued.

"There are enough equipment to defend the city, so don't worry for the time being. The soldiers' weapons and armor are relatively lacking. Now the blacksmith in the city has been built for the soldiers day and night." Marquis Philip didn't say when he would be able to fill a full The king did not ask about the weapons and armor needed by thousands of recruits.

"As for the food..." Marquis Philip was silent for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "It's only enough for the people in the city for half a month."

Not only did His Majesty listen to it, but the cloudy eyes became a little gloomy, and many of the remaining nobles jumped up, "How is it possible? Isn't the food reserve a month ago enough for half a year?" kept calling.

"That was a month ago!" replied Marquis Philip, "and at that time the statistics were based on the minimum per capita standard. As for why the grain is declining so fast, you should ask yourself!" Finally, Marquis Philip almost roared out.

Less than one-tenth of the food usage this month was distributed to the civilians and refugees in the city, and the rest were taken away by the nobles who either enriched themselves or deducted from it.

As for what to do with it, it is nothing more than recruiting people with food. At this time, the most valuable things in Otis City are not jewelry and famous paintings, but food and manpower.

At this time, the refugees and civilians who could not survive lying on the streets of Otis City were hidden treasures instead. I don’t know how many nobles are paying attention. After Faustain’s army breaks through the city, they will use the lives of these bottom scum in exchange for their own precious lives.

In the face of Marquis Philip's questioning, every noble who was stared at by him couldn't help but hesitate twice, his eyes dodging.

"Don't make a fuss, each nobleman will give me the corresponding food before tomorrow, according to their titles, I want to see that the army's granary is full!" The king said decisively, although his voice was weak and vicissitudes, But that unquestionable tone made every noble dare not go against his wishes.

After His Majesty finished speaking, Marquis Philip continued to introduce other facilities and logistics in the city.

Until the end, Marquis Philip did not mention the magic crystal cannon he brought back, nor did His Majesty ask. This kind of strategic weapon can be hidden and tucked best, and no one can guarantee that any of the nobles here have already taken refuge in Faustain in private.

At the end of the meeting, the acolyte beside the king announced the dismissal of the meeting. All the nobles walked out of the hall in twos and threes, leaving only Marquis Philip who did not move.

Gradually, only the king and Marquis Philip were left in the hall, as well as some attendants and court ladies.

"How many magic crystal shells are there?" His Majesty the King asked when the surroundings quieted down.

"126 rounds." Marquis Philip said the exact number, "Now Master Maris is leading his apprentices to do it."

The raw material of the magic crystal shell is the crystal core of Warcraft, and only the magic core above the middle level can be made into shells. Charlo's magic power is indeed the top of the surrounding countries, and only the masters of their countries have this. Strength and technology can bring out the chaotic elemental power in the magic crystal, and gather and release it.

"Understood, let's go." The king nodded, curled up on the throne, and the surrounding attendants filled His Majesty with a blanket. Since a month ago, King Charlo has been eating and lodging in the conference hall, and it is also in the past month that this old man who was only a little old has turned into a thin appearance today.

Marquis Philip slowly withdrew from the hall. The moment the door of the hall was closed, the light from outside shone on the face of His Majesty the King in the center of the hall. It was a pale, persistent, wrinkled face.

All the nobles in the capital do not know why His Majesty the King's temperament has changed so much in the past month or so, and he has even become like this. At present, it is estimated that only Marquis Philip knows the reason for this.

For this reason, he can only rot in his stomach. One of the three pillars of the kingdom, the deceased Marquis Campbell, the patriarch of the Campbell family, the wise general who has worked with him in the court for more than 20 years, in fact, is The illegitimate son of their majesty the king.

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