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Chapter 3. New Marquis(1/2)

The number of cities in Amasil is quite small. The entire city can be divided into north, central, southern, and coastal lines of the Adelaide Sea according to the block. The total number of cities exceeds forty.

These cities are big and small, not all the magnificent main cities, and larger counties are also included.

However, even the county town cannot be underestimated. The important turning point in the La Rochelle-O's San Emma war that may break out at any time is that Earl of Ciliki attacks a certain county town?

Of course, the above is just a joke - the location of the county town is equally important. They act as a defensive fulcrum and cover each other with the main city to form an effective line of defense.

If it’s not that the money is not enough, who wouldn’t want to turn the city into a big city?

The coastal line of the Adelaide Sea is called the "Adelaide" area, with a total of five cities. The garrisons are all troops belonging to the Kingdom of La Rochelle. The Fifth Legion of the Sharp Legion is stationed in the military port of the Adelaide Sea for many years and is the first line to guard against the invasion of Ossan Emma.

The south of Amasil is called Inzaro, and it is in line with the south. There are seven cities in total. The foundation of the O'Connor family, Morager, is located in Inzaro. The third son of Duke O'Connor, and Joyce O'Connor's troops are all stationed in Inzaro.

The central part of Amasil is called Utland, with a total of eleven cities. It is the most prosperous area of ​​Amasil. The provincial capital Mandelkesburg is naturally also in Utland.

Adler, Insaro and Utland's territory is not completely independent, and Insaro's northward extension almost penetrates the middle of Utland, and Adler also has a part of the depth that erodes towards Utland and Adler.

In the north of Amasil, the Siliki lords include Siliki, Somi, Yevwind, and the Filiki lords include Filiki, Morino Castle and Aozu Castle. These two areas should have belonged to one leader in planning, because Duke Vader divided it to his generals a hundred years ago, so they were separated.

Before Cyril left, the current Ciliki and Phil corps were basically unified.

Cyrilburn still doesn't know if Aozu City was successfully captured by Atsk. It was originally estimated that it would be as fast as two months or as slow as half a year. Aozu City should be able to be transitioned to Ciliki as the O'Connor brothers' war changes...

But now the map before him clearly marked a long circle. Except for the city of Qingzor, Utland was surrounded by three cities in the western province of Volgo, and Inzaro, a city near Volgo, were all surrounded by them, forming a vertical line, almost completely cutting off the connection between Amasir and Volgo.

Not only that, the southward direction of Aozuma City, there are three Otland cities enclosed in it, and the red lines almost framed the provincial capital Mandexburg!

And such a large area is surrounded by Ciali's original territory, telling Cialis bluntly:

These are your territory now!

Thirteen cities!

In this way, the Etran tribe has only seven cities left, while Insaro has only six cities left, which can be compared with Siliki's current sphere of influence.

A quarter of the entire Amasil has fallen into Siliki's control—

Danya is above, Atsk, what did you do?

Moreover, the location of these cities that were annexed by Siliki was just right. He cleverly surrounded the battlefield of the O'Connor brothers from the outside, gradually compressing the scope of the battlefield.

The four cities that separate the battlefield from the Volgo Province are not useless places. Although they are not considered big cities in terms of scale, they are located on the front line connecting the provinces of Amasil and Volgo Provinces. If Amasil wants to trade with the Volgo Province and Solconan, he must pass through these cities-

From the perspective of economic development, what an important strategic position is this under the premise that Amasir is not the only one.

Cyrill couldn't imagine why all four cities could be taken down by Cialique? No matter how stupid the O'Connor brothers should not make such a mistake-

Cyril's awkward expression made Anastasia Herman laugh and simply laughed out loud, leaning forward and backward, looking really happy.

It was not until Anastasia stopped laughing that Cyril responded helplessly:

"Your Highness, is this a very funny thing?"

"It's funny, so funny." Anastasia wiped the corners of her eyes, and this time she burst into tears. "It seems that your subordinates are much more decisive than you."

"What do you mean?" Cyril frowned slightly and tasted something unique.

Anastasia raised her chin slightly, and a confident expression appeared on her face: "It was done under my instruction and assisted by the Lei Lion Legion. As for how they acted specifically, I don't know."

"Do you like this gift?"

"Gift?"

"It's a reward for your outstanding performance in your trip to the south." Anastasia began to tap the table lightly again, "I hope Duke O'Connor's descendants will compete for a sequence, and I don't know when to drag them. My father has created such an environment for me to let go. If I don't control it, it would be a waste of his kindness."

She said, showing a look of distress: "But from this point of view, I can't think of what to give to the reward for the trip to Port New Orway..."

If this was made under the will of His Highness, it would be reasonable. With the shock of the Thunder Lion Legion, I think Siliki could even take down these cities without a single soldier.

But this is just finding a suitable explanation, and Cyril still has a headache.

He sighed helplessly: "Now is not the time to discuss these things. Your Highness, have you forgotten what the situation is now?"

The smile in Anastasia's eyes gradually faded away.

"If O'Saint Emma takes advantage of the invasion now, she will face an empty Amasil. Even if I can attack quickly and deal with the two brothers of O'Connor, I don't have time to train a group of elite soldiers..."

"The original industries of these cities still need to be accepted slowly, if they are in a state of war..."

Cyril stopped.

A thoughtful look also appeared on Anastasia's face. She tapped the table one by one, hesitated for a while, and slowly said:

"If war really starts, the Kingdom Legion will definitely support it as soon as possible. The Fifth Legion is on the beach of Adelaide, and the Second Legion is located in the province of Volgo, and the support will be very rapid."

"But if I sit in that position, my people are destined to be the main force. With an excessive gap in strength, Siliki can't afford to spend it."

Cyril's opening at this time was not at all implicit, and Anastasia would not like to listen to those twists and turns and point out the core of the contradictions directly. This is the style of His Royal Highness's problem solving.

She was silent and thought seriously about the questions raised by the young count.

The room fell into silence, and the two of them placed their fingers on the map at the same time, lit up and down on the map, tidily tidily, sorting out their own ideas.

"If..." Anastasia finally spoke, but Cyril interrupted: "Your Highness, let them stop fighting in the name of the kingdom and unite against O'Saint Emma - this idea is absolutely untrue. Duke O'Connor has not inherited their passionate loyalty to the country."

"I know, I mean, what if you could take over the rest of the O'Connor brothers?"

"Take their troops?"

"Yes. Take over their troops." Anastasia stood up and said, "I will first award you the title of Marquis of Mandex, if you can successfully take over the O'Connor brothers' troops..."

"Then you will be promoted directly to Marquis of Amasil, and I will give you the rank of Major General Amasil."

Cyril couldn't help but feel silent and thought deeply.

In La Rochelle's rank, the marquis is above the Count, and the actual power is similar to that of the duke, but the difference is that the duke is the ruler of a region and can almost regard the region as its own territory; the marquis is the manager of the region and works for the kingdom.

The rank of major general, a general, is enough to mobilize local troops, so that he will have legitimate governance power from the perspective of the city or the army.

This is undoubtedly the option that best suits the needs of today's kingdom.

As for why not directly award the title of Duke - a local king like a Duke, it requires a lot of military achievements to be qualified. Although Cyril has participated in many major events, he has only a few military achievements that he can show.

If he was granted the throne of duke at this time, it would undoubtedly deny the hereditary right of the former Duke of O'Connor and would also arouse opposition from other local nobles.

"How about it?"

"I have no objection." Cyril let out a long sigh, "It's not too late, I think I have to hurry up and set off."

Judging from the current situation, it is now time to compete against time. If you can unify Amasil one day earlier, you will be more confident in the possible attack against Osaint Emma.

"Wait." Anastasia stood up with Cyril, "Before leaving, come with me."

Cyril followed Anastasia out of the conference room, who was extremely fast and turned into the king's bedroom without any delay.

Cyril hesitated for a moment and walked in.

The curtains in the room were pulled tightly, and no sunlight leaked into the room. The moment he walked into the room, Cyril felt a sacred breath filling the room, making people's body warm.

The big bed I saw last time was still in sight.

On the side of the bed was the bishop of La Rochelle Yuanchu Church.

Fortiu.

"Crown." Anastasia saluted softly, and Cyril also saluted.

The moment he saw Fortiu, he could not help but the problem he had been holding on to before.

Fotiu had been bending over and tilting his head before, and then he slowly stood up, looking at the two people entering the house with tiredness, and then smiled.

"Your Highness, and...Adrien, thank you for your hard work."

"Crown." Cyril hesitated to look at the quilt covered on the bed, and could see the human figure inside. It seemed that Kelson Herman was still lying in it, and the body was maintained by Fortiu himself and would not rot and change.

"Just say anything." Fortiu shook his head and smiled, "Kelson won't mind."

"The prince of Osaint Emma has launched the God of Origin in Port New Orway." Seeing that Anastasia beside him had no objection, Cyril spoke out what happened in Port New Orway.

"Seven Gods Protect..." After hearing Cyril's words, Fortiu fell into contemplation, "What exactly has Nikkor studied, the dark side of the gods? What is he planning?"

"Do you have no clue?"

"I really don't." Fortiu shook his head again, "It's hard for me to evaluate Nikkor. I can only say that what he is planning is not a simple thing."

"And Prince O'Saint Emma's death." He looked at Cyril and Anastasia again, "Please transfer troops as soon as possible. With the methods of O'Saint Emma, ​​you will definitely know how their prince died."

"Can they read what happened in that space and time?" Cyril was startled.

"They will first learn about the death of the prince, and then read out some of the scenes before death left by his resonance through the broken soul."

"It sounds like a necromancer."

"Asaint Emmaco never said that they did not raise necromancers." Fotiu's tone also cooled, "but whether they read the picture of the death of the prince in Adrien or not, they would send troops."

Fotiwu made a decisive judgment.

"I have made arrangements for Adrienqing." Anastasia said, walking to the bed and holding Kelson's hand stacked on her lower abdomen.

"Father... May La Rochelle be shining by the stars to protect our future."

She whispered a few more words to Fortiu, then walked out of the room with Cyril.

She walked in front without saying a word, Cyril could only follow behind, and the two walked all the way through the corridor, down the long steps, and walked all the way to the door of the palace.
To be continued...
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