Pioneering

Chapter 198 Suspicion and Pursuit

More than three months have passed since the war between Yashai and Andreoya.

With the elite and extraordinary troops led by Saerte opening the way, Asshai quickly swept across its two provinces, and at one point swallowed up the capital of Andria, Skele.

The two sides launched a fierce offensive and defensive battle in Skeller.

The Yaxia army, which has fewer numbers but is more elite and has higher morale, once fought against Andreoya, who had 10,000+ more people than himself, unable to hold his head up.

Three thousand windwing wolf cavalry can't beat the five hundred miscellaneous Yashai Air Force gathered from the violent contract in the Jueling Mountains.

The Yaxia Air Force, which was at a disadvantage in riding skills, air combat experience, and numbers, relied on the 01-style Dafa and the output of steel ball bombs to defeat the mighty veteran flying monster army.

Salt even picked up the palace wizards and hidden masters in the city by himself, one hit two, and the sky knights and high-ranking priests who were pounding couldn't end.

Wearing the suit left behind by Edgar, he flew into the waves.

Seeing the equipment sent out by their own church and being worn by the enemy to beat them up, the remaining members of Fengshen Church in the city were very aggrieved.

The Chiyan Feathered Eagle and the Unicorn, which were not stopped, cooperated to attack the city and killed all directions.

After the more than 20 allies were fully armed, under the encouragement of coins, they sacrificed their lives and were able to fight the defenders almost one-to-one.

Even if he died in battle, General Salter would distribute the money to his wife and children in public, and the settlement would be settled every Monday without any arrears.

And serve as a soldier for Yasha, eat well and dress well, why don't you work hard?
What's more, the supervising team behind them is not a vegetarian. There is still a way to live forward, and a pension if they die, and a dead end when they retreat.

Under such a system, the fighting power of the alliance army is almost several times that of the original one.

All this deeply hit the fighting spirit of the nobles of Andrea and Asia.

Just when everyone failed to reach a peace talks, Yasha quietly withdrew his army when he was desperately resisting on the surface, and was already thinking about how to send the family children away in private? !
Yaxia withdrew his army overnight, and a large amount of supplies and atlases were captured by Andreouya.

Although everyone won inexplicably, they were quite happy after confirming that everything was true.

Immediately, someone suggested that it is better to have a banquet and party, so that everyone can relax, and it is best to have a Victory Day festival, so that everyone can have fun every year in the future.

The proposal was well received.

Grand Duke Ansos was overjoyed and did not intend to spoil everyone's interest. Just as he was about to agree, Mitchell broke in.

In a hurry, Mitchell took him to an unoccupied tent, pointed to the baskets of letters on the table, and motioned him to take a look.

Ansos opened the top one, looked at it for a few times, and immediately looked overjoyed. He secretly said that it was Yasha's backyard that caught fire, and he deserved it!Gods bless, gods bless!
However, when he started to open the second and third envelopes... Looking at the familiar wax, family crest, and name on the envelope, and occasionally seeing some familiar handwriting, Ansos' face became more and more ugly.

Mitchell pointed to a large pile of presents in the corner again, and said:
"Grand Duke, these are secret letters between our nobles and the Asshais!
There are also a lot of them, all gifts from them to curry favor with that butcher! "

Ansos' face changed.

"Should I send troops to capture them?" Mitchell asked with gloomy eyes.

Mitchell, who has lost his only sister, Fansha, has a tendency to go crazy with his hatred for Yasha at this moment.

After Ansos opened and read all the envelopes, he sat on the low stool a little dejectedly, and said, "No need."

"no need?"

Mitchell hurriedly asked: "Grand Duke, these are all solid evidence of treason!"

Ansos took out a bottle of wine out of nowhere, took a sip, and shook his head:
"At the beginning, Asshai's army was far superior to mine, and even I felt anxious all day long, wanting to ask for peace, let alone them.

Colluding with Yasha is just their last choice. "

Ansos took another sip of wine: "After all, I am the monarch who is too incompetent, causing disasters, and repeatedly fighting and losing, alas~"

"But this is not a good thing. With these things in hand, my seat can be more secure!" Of course, Ansos would not tell Mitchell this kind of thinking.

Although Mitchell was angry, he still had to let it go.

Before the evening banquet began, Ansos summoned the nobles mentioned in the letter one by one in private, and did not directly discuss the matter of the letter, but returned the gifts they gave to Salt to these nobles.

I know everything about you, and the evidence is solid.

If you don't do it, you are looking at the monarch and his ministers. I understand your difficulties.

What to do in the future, think about it!
This does not imply that it is very simple, the nobles softened instantly, and did not mention all kinds of loyalty.

The Yashai people left these letters and gifts. Could it be that they were in such a panic that they ran out of time to pack these things?
No matter how Ansos did it, he had been on the throne for decades, so it was natural to see that he was trying to provoke his own side.

But he also saw that these things were probably true.

But this does not prevent him from using all this to stabilize his precarious political position.

Keeping these envelopes, I can deal with whoever I want to deal with. With righteousness in hand, why worry about my unstable position?
In this way, Ansos, who was in a good mood, started the banquet happily.

On the contrary, the nobles who proposed the banquet at the beginning looked like they were dying for their own mothers.

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, aha, you also have a fatal trick in the hands of that stupid king?

There are very few nobles who can tolerate life and death in Fengjun's hands, and can only be echoers in the future.

The longer the banquet, the weirder the atmosphere; the more eye contact, the more fierce the communication.

At this moment, Ansos made another suggestion—to pursue the Asshai army, conquer the lost ground, and counterattack to avenge their shame.

"Could this be Yasha's conspiracy?"

"The conspiracy will throw away its armor and armor, and retreat without anything?"

"Is it too hasty, why not wait for the reinforcements from all over the place to arrive?"

"The opportunity must not be missed, and it will never come again. Yasha's panic and retreat is the best opportunity."

"Yaxia's strength is still very strong, why don't we wait for them and Winkrell to lose both, and then we counterattack?"

"Absurd, is there any knight in the world who abandons his allies to rescue him? Has your honor been eaten by dogs?"

After binge drinking, Ansos was inevitably three points drunk, and he was happy to get the handle, and the aggressiveness of his speech increased greatly, and the few nobles who were friendly to the Flaner family were also speechless.

In the end, without even voting, Ansos decided to pursue the Asshai army.

After all, relying only on the handles in his hands to control the nobles, he thought it would be fine not to abdicate, but he still felt a little embarrassed.

It would be different if he could get rid of his shame.

The seat is made with peace of mind, and it is justifiable!
It's just that he was very good at calculating, and he never noticed the fierce look in the eyes of the nobles from time to time.

The next day, only 40 of the more than [-] troops in Skeller City remained, and the rest followed closely in the direction of Asshai's retreat.

(End of this chapter)