Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 541 Brothers turn against each other
The Duke of Amathir, Dalcy O'Connor, was seriously ill when the call-up was issued.

But now, the news of his critical illness was personally spoken by the professional-level mage and one of the representatives of the Green Tower, Lewis Zimmerman, which meant that the situation had reached an irreparable and unconcealed level.

"The duke's successor is..."

"The Duke has not been able to settle down." Zimmerman replied after a long silence, "At present, I only know that the Duke's condition has worsened to a large extent because Hobart lost too many natural guards in the northern border. Now There was a lot of discussion about Hobart in the Duke's mansion, and many people were suggesting that the third son of the Duke, Joyce, should come back to inherit the title..."

(The previous article was a bit confusing, let me make it clear: O’Connor’s eldest son Hobart, the second son Morey, the third son Joyce, and the fourth son Gene)
"Will Hobert agree?" Cyril had vaguely guessed what would happen next.

"Of course not." Zimmerman sighed, "Now the main castle of the Duke's Mansion is completely blocked by Hobart, and the air and land routes from Moragul to Fort Mandekers are also blocked. Ad Hobart's garrison on the Lethy Sea has also begun to mobilize..."

His words made Cyril more clear that his thoughts were correct, and even Chief of Staff Raymond sighed softly, as if a tragedy was about to happen before his eyes, and turned his head away.

"But what about you." Cyril hesitated for a moment, and asked Zimmerman, "Why did you say this to me? From the standpoint of the O'Connor family, our Siliki is definitely the number one enemy..."

But Zimmerman stared at Cyril immediately, and said in a sincere voice: "I said, I represent the Tower of Green this time, and I will reveal these things to you from the stand of the Tower of Green."

Cyril was stunned.

If nothing else, then Hobart O'Connor will meet Joyce O'Connor for the title of successor and start a civil war——

This kind of battle between brothers for the title of title is not uncommon in [Road to Glory]. In the Simatar Mountains that first experienced the beast tide, the four sons of Duke Swepa also historically fought each other because of The accidental death of his father started the war.

In fact, the best "solution" for such a battle must be the sudden sudden death of one of the two contenders for the title.

For example, Joyce O'Connor was tricked into the castle alone by Hobart on the grounds of "seeing his father for the last time", and was killed by Hobart in a surprise attack.

But that Joyce O'Connor, as the chief instructor of the current Amathir Nature Guard Army, has a very keen sense of smell in the military.

Although the Natural Guards may have problems of laziness and lax military discipline, it is undeniable that they do have excellent combat effectiveness. Otherwise, in the disadvantaged environment of northern Xinjiang, they would not be able to carry the number of battles with the Snowy Owl Army. Twice as many dead souls.

Joyce O'Connor would definitely be aware of Hobart's plans for him, and he would not allow his elder brother to inherit the title when the public opinion had an advantage over him...

In this way, this battle for the title of brothers against each other is destined to seriously hurt Amasir's vitality.

And the Green Tower, as Amasir's mage tower, has a lot of research funds provided by the Duke of Amasir every year. In terms of public and private, he would not be happy to see such a thing happen.

Lewis Zimmerman said these words to Cyril on behalf of the Green Tower, because the Green Tower has tacitly regarded Siliki and his "Cyril Adrian" as a strong competitor for the Duke of Amasiel, It may even be expected that Siliki is higher than the candidate heirs of the two dukes...

The Green Tower also needs to prepare for its next long-term meal ticket.

The rest of the meal has become garbage time under such "heavy news", and Chief of Staff Raymond has nothing else to explain.The three of them left after hastily eating.

Cyril returned to the Lord's Mansion with a heavy heart, it was already dark and transparent.When he walked not far from the Lord's Mansion, he couldn't help but stop:

Under the light at the entrance of the Lord's Mansion, a small figure was squatting there, meowing continuously.

It's Tiffany.

Cyril walked forward silently, but saw Tiffany's hands hugging her knees, the cat's ears and tail were moving, and a black kitten in front of her was blinking its round eyes, constantly saying " Meow," echoed Tiffany's cry.

"Tiffany." Cyril said, the little cat girl heard his voice, her ears trembled and she turned her head, and then hurriedly said: "Master Lord, Lord Jean said that he has something important to discuss, and he is already waiting at home .”

"Gene?"

Cyril nodded, reached out and rubbed the catwoman's head, and then rubbed the kitten's hair twice, then walked quickly into the yard.

The lord's mansion was brightly lit, and the most infrequently used room in the residence, the representative meeting room, was also lit at this time.Cyril went straight to the meeting room, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw that the table was already full of information, and Atsk and Baron Jean were sitting next to the table, chattering ghostly.

"Ah, my lord." When the two heard the door opening, they turned around and greeted.

"What's the matter?" He stepped forward, glanced at it roughly, and saw that most of the information was about the Fellland—the Felllord City occupied a minority, and the rest were the only ones left in the Fellland. , Aonuma City, the city of the O'Connor family.

"We are discussing how to attack Aomosh City." Atzke explained, "Jin brought back the information that the number of defenders in Aomosh City has been decreasing day by day, and now the number of defenders is approaching zero, and now there is almost no city defense force There is no need to even use the Siliki army, let the garrison of Philland go..."

"I know where the defenders of Qingmao City have gone." Cyril interrupted him, and then looked at Gene seriously.

"Gene," he began, "Dulcey O'Connor is dying."

"From the mouth of Lewis Zimmerman himself."

Gene O'Connor, who had been expressive just now, suddenly froze.

He opened his mouth slightly, his lips pursed, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter a single word.

"Jean..." Azike looked at his colleague who had worked with him for a long time with some concern. The strong body of the other party was trembling slightly at this moment, obviously trying to suppress his emotions.

And hearing Atsk's voice, Gene seemed to realize his "gaffe".He immediately turned his head away, coughed a few times vigorously, and when he turned his head back again, his lips were biting white.

"So Aonuma City, what should we do? Now is the best chance to take down Aonuma City—"

Gene O'Connor's tone did not fluctuate at all, and he said so calmly.

Cyril and Atsk looked at each other. As outsiders, they couldn't comment on how the fourth son of the O'Connor family felt about his father.

But Gene was unquestionably on Siliki's side.

This is enough for them.

The magic lamp swayed gently with the wind leaking in from the window, and the light blurred on the parchment.Cyril picked up a few densely packed papers with his fingers, and said in a low voice:

"I think . . . maybe we don't need to attack at all."

"What does that mean?" Atzke frowned.

"Hobart may plan to compete for the title with his younger brother in an upright manner, and the troops drawn will be concentrated in the middle of Amasir."

"But at the same time, he also knows that what he needs to face is not only his third brother, but also the north where his fourth brother is, Siliki."

"Do you think that when he wants to fight Joyce on the east side, he still has the strength to deal with us in the north?"

Cyril drew two big arrows on the map, one starting from Fort Mandekers and heading southeast to Moragher.The other arrow points to the north of Fort Mandekers, Fellland and Silikie.

"Gene, based on what you know about your brother, what will he do?" Cyril looked at Gene again, "Should he choose to fight on two fronts and walk towards the doomed failure of such a choice, or choose to hold on to one side and concentrate on dealing with it?" the other side?"

And Baron Jean has already given the answer:

"He will choose to give us Green Marsh City, let us completely occupy the north of Amasir, so as to maintain our side."

"So our question is whether to attack in the direction of Fort Mandekers in the south of Qingmao City..." Atsk murmured, "Or, can we eat a bigger place..."

Fort Mandekers, the "provincial capital" of Amathir, is located in the Territory of Etland.Etland Territory is also the largest area of ​​Amathir, with a total of eleven cities.

If Siliki's army went straight south and pointed directly at Fort Mandekers, it would have to pass at least three cities along the way.An overly long and unstable front is not conducive to the performance of the Siliki army, and it is not a wise move if the cities are gnawed down one by one, when the Lord of Utland will become the main battlefield of the title battle.

"That's why we can't eat other places in the Territory of Utland." Azik made a judgment immediately, and then breathed a sigh of relief, "It is true, we haven't even fully developed Siliki, so how can we have the stomach to go there?" Eat a bigger territory..."

"And in the next time, I have to leave Siliki." Cyril spread his hands, "His Royal Highness ordered that I have to go to Solkonan. Without me in charge, the damage in the siege battle will be very high."

"Your Highness?" Gene asked puzzled.

"Princess, Her Royal Highness Anastasia Herman."

"That's even more detrimental to our offensive."

In a few hours, Cyril sorted out all the things that Siliki had to do after he left Siliki, until the fish belly turned upside down, Atsk and Gene were both tired and paralyzed in the conference room, and fell asleep on the spot. Er stretched his waist and stacked the listed contents on the table.

The contents of several pieces of parchment are filled with only a few large characters:

Make war money.

The first thing to do is to consolidate the rule over the Fell Territory, take over Aonuma City, and quickly plan it as an important commercial base: Aoinuma City is located at the junction of the Amasir water system, and it is a very important inland port. Transport the goods all the way to Adlai-by-the-Sea.

Secondly, it is to contact the two protagonists in the title battle to sell Siliki's products, weapons, armor, food, and even some war weapons, all of which belong to the category that can be sold to Joyce and Hobart.

Then, in the remaining cities of Amasir, the news that the two duke's heirs were going to have a civil war was spread, and the prosperity and peace of Siliki was publicized, attracting people from all over Amasir to move.

Immediately the next day these plans began to be carried out in secret.

As for Cyril, he has already started making preparations to leave Siliki.

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January in Solkonan is never a comfortable month. The cold wind from the west penetrates into the clothes, and pedestrians can't wait to wrap their whole bodies in the quilt without leaving any gaps to resist the cold. .

"The Year of Darkness and Whiteness."

Anastasia was twisting the parchment from the astrologer in her hands, and the latest date had been delivered to her.

This is definitely not a name that can make people listen to pleasant emotions.

She sat barefoot by the French window, carefully reading the analysis of the year given by the astrologer, then rubbed the bridge of her nose with some annoyance, and simply fell back, lying on the soft carpet.

In the dark and white years, Warcraft will usher in a vigorous growth cycle, the fortunes of human beings will decline, and the weather will tend to be bad at the same time...

Either way, it's not good news.

She lay there, covering her eyes with her arms, and her plump chest maintained a firm shape even when she was lying flat, trembling slightly as she took a deep breath.

After a while, she slowly got up again, combed the messy long white hair a little bit, then put on her shoes, trotted out of the room, and turned into the largest and most luxurious room in the palace .

King's bedroom.

The huge bed is covered with high-quality silk and satin, surrounded by expensive but not too conspicuous decorations. Those light blue or gem-shaped decorations exude mild magic power, which can nourish those who sleep on the bed. people.

"Father." She spoke softly, and a low "hum" came from inside the silk screen, followed by a rustling sound.

Then, a weak arm pushed aside the silk and stuck out—it should have been a pair of strong and powerful hands, but at this moment the flesh was hanging down weakly, reminiscent of the drooping belly of a hanging pig.

Anastasia sighed softly, stepped forward, reached out and took the hand.

"The year of 1441 is the year of Yinbai."

"Yin... the dark and white years..." There was a voice on the bed so weak that it was difficult to distinguish the voice, the hand squeezed Anastasia's slender and white fingers hard, and then Slowly retracted behind the satin.

Not long after, low, restless snoring sounded from the bed again.

Anastasia knelt by the bed, and stood up after a long silence.

She closed the silk and satin, then slowly walked out of the bedroom and closed the door.

At some point, his eyes were already wet.

　Who should Cyril take away from Siliki!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)