Chapter 638

The news of the Protestant army's defeat in Morburg swept across the Horn Bay like a whirlwind.

They were only one step away from reaching Collins City, but they were blocked, defeated, and retreated, just like the Crusaders who attacked Eaton from the northern neutral city-states.

The Vatican officially helped the Church of Horn Bay, and once again reversed the situation of the war, as if returning to the moment when the Crusaders were in high spirits a year ago.

"The Lord of Light will punish each of you!"

At the Council of the Horn Bay Alliance, Councillor Simmons, who had not been seen for a long time, appeared again at the meeting.

He is a loyal believer of the Lord of Light, which is nothing. People here dare to pat their chests and say that they are loyal believers of the Lord of Light.

It's just that Councillor Simmons is on the side of the old sect.

"The power of the Heavenly Father is omnipresent. His army is approaching us step by step. Sooner or later, this sinful land will be purified."

"Repent, lost lambs. It is not too late now. Let us return to the merciful embrace of the Heavenly Father."

In the coastal countries, there are still many who support the Horn Bay Church. When the Protestant army was in the upper hand, their opinions were suppressed. Now that the Protestant army is at a disadvantage, they are emerging one by one.

Among them, there are many big figures who can have a major impact on the top, such as Councillor Simmons of the Horn Bay Alliance Council.

"Shameful remarks!"

Horace immediately stood up and criticized Simmons.

"This bastard wants us to surrender to the enemy! Surrender? My God, think about the honor of your surname, can you let yourself do such a shameful thing?"

"Since the founding of our Horn Bay Alliance, how many wars have we fought? When have we ever surrendered to the enemy? Is it different this time if the enemy is the church? The church took the initiative to stand on the side of our enemy."

"We just lost a battle, and the enemy's footsteps are still far away from our land!"

"Gather the army, recruit new soldiers, and purchase various weapons. The wealth accumulated by the alliance for hundreds of years will come in handy now! Although it is painful to spend money, if we can win the war, the expenses in the war will return to our treasury with ten times or a hundred times the profit!"

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Instigated by Horace's speech, the entire council immediately became agitated.

"Fight to the end!" "Fight to the death!" "Down with the traitors!"

Various passionate slogans are heard.

"You are stubborn! You are guilty! You cannot get God's forgiveness!"

Simmons did not give up and continued to yell, but his voice was drowned out by the slogans of the war.

"Go to hell! Traitor!"

Horace came up and punched Senator Simmons hard, hitting him all over the face.

"Horace, you are sent by the devil from hell to deceive people!" Simmons, who was angry and embarrassed, was about to fight back when he was grabbed by the sleeve by others.

Under the instigation of Horace, people around him took action one after another, punching and kicking Simmons to make him suffer.

There was a riot in the meeting hall, and the guards responsible for maintaining order immediately rushed in and pulled everyone back.

Senator Simmons, who was bruised and swollen, was quickly taken away from the meeting hall. When he left, he was still shouting all kinds of remarks that made everyone unhappy.

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"You are too impulsive! Horace!"

In his office, Speaker Marcus scolded Horace with a sullen face.

When the riot broke out in the meeting hall, Marcus was not present and failed to stop it in time.

"Mr. Speaker." Horace defended himself, "In the current situation, Simmons actually spread the words of failure and hit our morale. I hit him lightly. He should be sent to the gallows or pressed on the guillotine. Any one is fine. Just don't let him waste the food and water of the alliance again!"

Marcus looked serious and shook his head and said, "Others can, but not members of the Council."

The Horn Bay Alliance is a system of aristocratic co-governance. Every member of the Council is a blood descendant of the big family that established the alliance. For such a long time, there has been neither an increase nor a decrease.

The nobles in the Council enjoy various privileges in the country. Whether economically or politically, they are superior.

This includes exemption from the death penalty. No matter how unforgivable the mistakes made by members of the Council, the greatest punishment is to be deprived of the qualification of a council member, and then another person from his family bloodline will be selected to fill his vacancy.

Of course, if the deprived members make any mistakes again, there is no guarantee that they will be punished.

The members of the Council of Successive Generations have faithfully maintained this system, which makes the political struggle within the alliance seem less bloody than in other countries. The relatively stable political situation has laid the foundation for a good business environment, which has created the prosperity of the Horn Bay Alliance for hundreds of years.

Speaker Marcus was about to continue criticizing Horace when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

No mistake, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, one look!

The one who came in was Congressman Joe Foster.

The first sentence he said after coming in was, "Thank the Lord of Light, according to the latest news, they have temporarily gained a foothold in Gorn."

Marcus breathed a sigh of relief. Foster was talking about the frontline army. The alliance army had been defeated repeatedly in the past few days. The news received every day was like this. Now they have finally stopped their backward steps.

"But it's only temporary. The Skitarii may also be temporarily resting, so they didn't continue to catch up."

Foster's next words showed that the situation was still very serious.

"Let them seize the time to organize defense. If Gorn is not conducive to blocking, they can take the initiative to withdraw one step and choose a good place, but in any case, the Skitarii cannot be allowed to enter the alliance."

"By the way, how is your son? Is he okay?"

"Oh, God bless, that kid is fine."

Marcus was worried and didn't want to scold Councillor Horace anymore.

He asked the two to sit down and discuss countermeasures for the current situation.

After a series of defeats, the army suffered heavy losses, and replenishing new soldiers was the top priority.

Marquis Foster said with a worried look on his face: "We still have sufficient manpower, and it should not be a problem to recruit a batch of new soldiers, but in terms of military equipment - weapons, armor, etc., the loss is very large, and the production capacity of the alliance alone cannot make up for it."

"Oh, in that case, then we have to make another trip to the northwest bay. As Horace said, it's time to put the wealth accumulated by the Horn Bay Alliance for hundreds of years to use."

"Okay, I'll send someone to make another trip right away. I think the earl will be very happy."

Foster was a little helpless.