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Chapter 158: The War Begins

Things went unexpectedly smoothly, far beyond what Movsky had imagined.

Facts have proved that as long as our thinking does not slip, there are always more solutions than problems.

In a modern society, especially being an emperor in a powerful country, the difficulty is simply unimaginable.

It's just that there is a plague raging outside, cults are rampant inside, the government is weak and incompetent, and the bureaucrats are greedy.

In such a situation, if a great hero descends from heaven to save the world, then it seems feasible to let him become the emperor.

Especially the Russians, this country is particularly eager for strongman politics.

Although they don't say it on the surface, people here particularly like iron-fisted rule.

This is also the reason why Movsky was able to become the new Tsar.

With the Tsar, the motherland will be peaceful. With the Tsar, there will be a clear sky!

Movsky stood on the terrace of the New Tsar's Palace, overlooking the ancient yet young city.

The sunlight shone on his face, and for a moment his heart was filled with unprecedented ambition and passion, as if the whole world was at his feet.

Since that banquet hall "battle," Movsky's name has thundered across the country.

He became a hero in the hearts of the people and was regarded as a savior who saved the country from dire straits.

Under Jin Bing's careful planning, Vladimir Putin successfully ascended the throne of the Tsar and ushered in a new era.

"Kingpin, are you there?"

Movsky's voice echoed across the empty terrace.

"Your Majesty, I'm here." A deep and powerful voice came from a corner of the terrace, and Kingpin appeared beside Movsky like a ghost, with a faint smile on his face.

"King Bing, thank you for everything you have done for me." Movsky turned around and looked directly at King Bing, his tone full of gratitude.

Jin Bing bowed slightly to show his humility: "Your Majesty, this is what I should do. Your success is my success. Our goals are the same."

Movsky nodded, then a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and he asked tentatively: "King Bing, do you think the time is ripe?"

"When is that? Your Majesty, please let me know."

Jin Bing was stunned. What was this kid up to? Had he discussed other plans with him?
"It's time to get rid of that group of cultists."

Hearing this, Jin Bing was stunned. He really couldn't understand. The agent he supported didn't seem to be a mentally retarded person. Why did he say such things today?

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for being blunt, but how could you have such an idea?"

Jin Bing had to ask, when did his agent come up with this idea, and which genius gave him this idea?
"Think about it. I am now the emperor of the Holy Eastern Roman Empire. How can I allow the country's land to be separated? Besides, Banner and his men are a huge threat. I really can't sleep with them in my house."

I see, this idiot wants to default on his debt.

Even though the plague issue hasn't been resolved yet, he's actually thinking about shirking his debts.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for being frank, but now is not the time to turn against Banner. The plague outside has not been resolved yet.

If you fall out with Banner at this time, whether you can win or not is another matter. Even if you win by chance, once the plague strikes, your position as Tsar will be unstable."

If you want to die, don't drag me with you. I still have my plans to complete!

Jin Bing really underestimated this group of political creatures. Once anyone ascends to this position, they will be quickly assimilated, even the cowardly general before.

"But what if Banner asks me to cede a piece of land to him? As the Tsar, how can I cede land to others after I ascend the throne? How can I still be the Tsar in this way? Besides, I can't bear to do so."

There was a hint of anxiety and reluctance in Movsky's tone. Obviously, he had already tasted the sweetness of power and was unwilling to give up any inch of territory easily.

"Your Majesty, you have not forgotten the battle before you ascended the throne. If we had not agreed to act, you would have been a corpse by now."

Cool to the core.

Jin Bing's words were like a bucket of cold water in December, chilling Movsky from head to toe.

Movsky's face turned pale in an instant. Jin Bing's words were like a sharp knife, piercing his heart.

He certainly had not forgotten that "war", which was a carefully planned drama to help him ascend to the throne of Tsar.

If it weren't for Kingpin's intermediary, allowing him and Banner to meet and reach a cooperation, and letting Banner deliberately lose to him, he would probably have died long ago.

"I... of course I haven't forgotten." Movsky's voice trembled a little. He tried to calm himself, but the fear and anxiety in his heart surged like a tide.

Seeing this, Kingpin softened his tone a little: “Your Majesty, you should know that although Banner and his men are a group of cultists, they are also our allies to some extent.

At least for now, we still need their strength to fight the plague and domestic chaos. Once we turn against them, the consequences will be disastrous. "

Movsky lowered his head and remained silent for a long time. He knew that what Jin Bing said was true, but his greed and desire for power made it difficult for him to let go.

He longed to be a real tsar, one who could control the entire country and make everyone submit to him.

"But I am the newly crowned Tsar. If I reach an agreement to cede territory like this, I will not be able to continue to be the Tsar."

Movsky was very helpless. As a native of this country, he certainly knew what was going on in this country.

Even though the situation was extremely difficult, the previous giant still had no intention of negotiating to cede territory.

If the situation had not become even worse and their regime had not been on the verge of collapse, the agreement to cede territory would have been impossible to reach.

But now, he became the Tsar against all odds, and it was the reluctant agreement of all parties.

If he ceded land to an opponent he had defeated, he would be overthrown in an instant. Under Jin Bing's gaze, Movsky's helplessness and anxiety became more and more obvious. He knew that his newly ascended throne had an unstable foundation and any slight disturbance could cause a political earthquake. The proposal to cede land was undoubtedly playing with fire.

"Your Majesty, you must understand that the interests of the country are above all else." Jin Bing's voice was low and firm. He slowly walked to the side of Movsky and looked out at the city. "The current difficulties are temporary. What we need is time and stability. Only with stability can we gradually solve the problems of plague, cultists and domestic corruption."

Movsky looked up at Kingpin, his eyes flashing with mixed emotions. He was grateful for Kingpin's help, but also embarrassed by his words.

As Tsar, he had to make a decision, and this decision concerned the future of the country and his own destiny.

"Kim Byung, I understand what you said. But I am the Tsar, and I cannot let my subjects see that I compromise with the enemy just after ascending the throne. This will affect my prestige and the morale of the country." There was a hint of determination in Movsky's tone. He seemed to be trying to convince himself and also trying to convince Jin Byung.

"Your Majesty, we can cede this land in a more tactful way."

Jin Bing's eyes flickered, as if he was thinking of some brilliant plan.

He spoke slowly, with a hint of cunning in his voice: "Your Majesty, we don't have to cede land openly. We can operate secretly and let Banner and his men get the benefits they want without damaging your prestige and the interests of the country."

Movsky frowned when he heard this, and was obviously curious and confused about this proposal: "Operate in secret? How to do it specifically?"

“Once the plague strikes, our current army will definitely not be able to resist it. At that time, we can sign a employment agreement with Banner and let them help us garrison an area.

This can be interpreted as uniting all forces that can be united to fight the enemy together. After all, most of the people on Banner's side were once citizens of the Empire."

Kingpin's eyes flashed with a cunning light, and he continued to explain his plan to Movsky: "We can hand over a relatively remote piece of land that currently means little to us to Banner and his men in the name of 'mercenary defense'.

This way, we can avoid the embarrassment of ceding land directly, and at the same time, we can make use of Banner and his men to jointly resist the invasion of the plague."

“As for this piece of land, we can set a term, such as five or ten years, as payment for their service to us.

When the deadline is up, we can decide whether to take back the land based on the actual situation. This way, we can both maintain your prestige and protect the interests of the country."

As Movsky listened to Jin Bing's plan, his brows gradually relaxed.

He had to admit that Jin Bing's proposal was indeed clever. It not only solved the immediate problem but also did not undermine his dignity as Tsar.

"Okay, Kingpin, let's do as you say."

"Your Majesty, you are so anxious to have me come here. Are you ready to cede any territory to me?"

Banner stepped into the palace with a somewhat teasing and provocative tone, his eyes flashing with anticipation for the benefits that were about to be gained.

Movsky sits on the throne, and although he is still wavering inside, he has decided to adopt Kingpin's strategy and deal with the problem with Banner in a more obscure way.

"Banner, I didn't call you here to discuss the cession of land directly."

Upon hearing this, Banner sneered, "Oh? Does that mean that His Majesty the Tsar is going to turn against us and go to war with us?

Are you calling me here to capture me as the leader first? Are you the only two people in ambush? Are you underestimating me?"

Although the words sounded sinister, Banner was not nervous at all. With the strength of these people, they could not take him down at all.

"Banner, you misunderstood. I did not call you here to start a war, much less to capture you." Movsky's voice was trembling. He could not remain calm in front of such a human-shaped nuclear bomb, but he also tried to calm Banner's hostility. "On the contrary, I have a proposal, a proposal that is beneficial to both of us."

Banner narrowed his eyes slightly and looked Moffsky up and down, as if assessing the truthfulness of his words.

"Oh? Tell me about it. I want to see what tricks you, the Tsar, can come up with."

Movsky took a deep breath and began to explain his plan: "At present, our country is facing unprecedented challenges. The plague is raging and the people are living in poverty. I know that your troops have good combat effectiveness, and you have always longed for a piece of land where you can settle down. Therefore, I propose that we sign an employment agreement."

"Employment agreement?" Banner frowned slightly, obviously surprised by the proposal.

"That's right, a mercenary agreement." Movsky continued, "Your troops will serve as mercenaries of the empire, helping us defend areas that are out of control due to the plague and protecting our people from harm. As a reward, I will give you and your troops a vast piece of land in the name of 'mercenary defense'."

"Okay, I accept your proposal."

"If you don't agree, then what?"

Movsky was stunned for a moment. What did he just hear?
"I said, I agree."

Banner's ready agreement caught Movsky off guard. He originally thought that it would take some verbal battle to convince this unruly leader.

But at this moment, Banner's affirmative answer was like a stream of clear water, instantly extinguishing the uneasiness and anxiety in his heart.

"Banner, are you sure? This is no small matter. Once the agreement is signed, both parties must abide by it." Movsky confirmed again, fearing that he had heard it wrong.

Banner nodded, with a barely perceptible smile on his face: "Of course I am sure, Your Majesty. This land is not only a place for us to settle down, but also a stage for us to show our strength to the world.

Moreover, I believe that under your leadership, the Empire will be able to overcome this crisis, and we are willing to be your strongest backing."

Movsky was a little confused. Isn't it said that politics is not something that individuals can do? Why is it so simple for him?
Could it be that this is what is meant by "when the time comes, heaven and earth will work together"?
"Uh, well, Banner, I'm glad to be working with you again."

Movsky could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Since Banner supported him so much, then he could sit firmly on the position of Tsar, right?
With the two parties reaching a consensus, Movsky and Banner began to prepare the specific details of the employment agreement.

They discussed key terms such as the validity period of the agreement, the responsibilities and obligations of both parties, and the support and resources that the Empire would provide.

With Kingpin's assistance, a detailed and fair employment agreement was quickly worked out.

The agreement clearly stipulated that Banner's troops would serve as mercenaries for the Empire, performing defense tasks in designated areas, while the Empire would provide the necessary armaments, food, and medical support.

"Banner, I'm glad that our cooperation can be taken to the next level."

Kingpin said this to Banner with a smile, and the latter quickly responded to Kingpin.

"Yes, Kingpin, I feel the same way."

The harmonious relationship between the two gave Movsky a strange feeling. Shouldn't their cooperation include himself?
I am the Tsar, right?
(End of this chapter)