Lord of the North

Phil was in a bad mood, and it should be said that he hadn't been in a good mood since he declared war on Jason not long ago.

But even the collapse of the northern front a few years ago is not as bad as he is now, because the supply of food and grass for his frontline army has been cut off, and an army of just over 10,000 people is rampant throughout the hinterland of the Lopez Kingdom. More than a dozen cities fell one after another, the transportation channels were cut off, and the 100,000 troops were caught in a dilemma where they could not advance or retreat.

Now he misses the time when Sandra was still by his side, whenever she encountered a problem that was difficult for him to solve, she could always come up with a solution.

Even the Marquis Bode, the most important minister he relies on now, was persuaded by her. It is a pity that this amazingly talented woman of the foreign race was broken in the north because she went deep into the enemy's rear, which is equivalent to breaking Phil's arm arm.

"Your Majesty, we must retreat, otherwise our army will be defeated sooner or later due to lack of food." The nobles sat in Phil's king's tent with apprehensive faces and said pessimistically.

Although it is impossible for Richard's army to cut off all the main food transportation channels, the food transported from other areas cannot supply the daily consumption of the entire army.

In at most three months, the military rations they hoarded behind the front line will also be exhausted.

At that time, all they can do is retreat, or fight Jason to the death, but if they want to retreat, will Jason agree? I'm afraid that as soon as they show this tendency, Jason will attack directly and bite them hard.

"Your Majesty, maybe we can go and have a good talk with His Royal Highness Jason. I don't know whose support the Suxin Kingdom has received. Now that it is attacking aggressively, His Royal Highness Jason must understand the pros and cons of it." A nobleman showed embarrassment, He said with evasive eyes, but immediately got the echo of the nobles.

Now these people stopped calling Jason by his first name, and gradually began to add honorific titles to him.

It's just that what they said made Phil instantly feel like the bottom of the pot, wishing he could draw his sword and chop off these bastards immediately.

He forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and said with a sneer: "I don't know what price Jason has paid to get the help of the Lion Kingdom. Do you think he will give up so easily? Even if he agrees, Gwendoline That woman managed to get her army into the hinterland of Lopez, would she just nod and retreat so easily?"

Hearing that everyone was silent, Phil did not speak, but continued to look at the crowd with a sneer. He wanted to see what weird reasons these people would use to refute him. After being silent for a while, there was another The nobleman spoke, and this time it was a white-haired old man: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness Jason can't just watch the kingdom fall into despair, talk to him, at least it's just a matter of paying some money." It's just the price."

Seeing Phil's expression of dissatisfaction with killing intent, the old man was silent for a moment, and then continued to speak: "Besides, if the 100,000 troops in the north are liberated and join forces with His Royal Highness Jason and Duke Asa, we may not be afraid The Kingdom of the Lion and the Kingdom of Susin."

Indeed, if the Lopez Kingdom had not been split, its overall strength would still be able to disdain the northern countries. Neither Duke Asa nor Jason were incompetent people. Under their governance, these territories had reached the most prosperous in history. state.

After the old man said this, Phil fell silent. He knew that what the old man said was indeed reasonable, and his side was indeed almost unable to support himself. Not only did the north hold back his main force, but Dolan in the west The Kingdom also showed signs of restlessness, but would Jason really agree to his request so easily?

Even if you think about it, there is nothing possible to implement.

Seeing that Phil fell silent, the old man felt that he had persuaded him, his eyes flickered and he continued, "Your Majesty, if His Royal Highness Jason is not willing to retreat, we can promise the three provinces of Eastern Brown, Blue Emerald, and Gu'an to you." he."

"Presumptuous!" Unexpectedly, Phil was furious after hearing this sentence.

He even drew out his own sword and wanted to kill the old man on the spot, but was finally persuaded by the surrounding nobles.

"Viscount Frey, if you don't give me a satisfactory explanation today, you and your family are going to go to the western mines to eat ashes!" Now that he lost all royal etiquette, he glared at Viscount Frey and threatened.

It's just that everyone didn't expect that Viscount Frey didn't have the slightest timidity, but bowed very calmly and said: "Your Majesty, although we don't want to admit it, the four northern provinces have indeed completely fallen. It entered the hands of His Royal Highness Jason, but the northern administrative center he called Francis City is thousands of miles away from the three eastern provinces, and it would take more than a month to go back and forth, but His Royal Highness is really willing to give up such a piece of fat Is it? This will inevitably disperse the power under his command, and these three provinces have just experienced the war caused by His Royal Highness Jason and the looting of the black demon, and have become dilapidated, and we will do something in the dark With such a small move, not only will these three provinces not be his help, but on the contrary, they will become a burden that restricts his development, won't they?"

Following Viscount Frey's words, Phil's originally angry expression gradually calmed down, and he finally fell into deep thought.

Although Phil once vowed that he would never cede land again after experiencing several humiliating cession of land for peace, he has to be said that Viscount Frey's plan has indeed moved him, and if it works well, it may even be possible. Wear Jason down for a small price!

"Then... Viscount Frey, how about you go to negotiate with Jason as an envoy for me?" After thinking it over, Phil still felt very uncomfortable, so he directly handed over this very dangerous task to him.

Hearing that Viscount Frey stood there silent for a while, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Yes, Your Majesty."

"Then let's discuss how to implement this matter." Taking a last look at Viscount Frey, Phil turned and sat in his seat.

That night, Viscount Frey dragged his tired body back to his tent. After all, he was still old. He didn't use it for this war, but his son "died" in the north a few years ago. On the battlefield of Chenhe, he fell into the river of Chenhe.

When he returned to his tent and was about to take off his robe to rest, he suddenly found a person standing in the shadow of the tent!

Viscount Frey, who didn't change his expression when facing Phil today, had a slight fluctuation in his eyes at this moment. He silently exited the tent to confirm that there was no one around, and then walked back. He looked at the shadow for a while before saying: "You ……How did you come?"

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