Rise of the Empire Total War

King Hill, in Brandenburg, Richard is sitting at his desk reviewing documents as always. Only some important matters in the administration will be sent to him, otherwise they will be sent to the city hall of Nuremberg and handed over to officials there. It's dealt with, but these major issues are really not a major issue, and they can be dealt with with a little bit of dim sum.

　　 At this moment, the door of the study was pushed open from the outside, and a series of slightly hurried footsteps sounded in the room. Richard subconsciously looked for the sound, and it was just a guard.

　　 "What's in such a hurry?" Richard asked with a frown. His four-year ruling career has made his every move more majestic, even though he was thrown a dozen blocks out of his grandfather King Harous.

Speaking of his grandfather Harous, the old king who loved him so much has been devastated for four years, and his body has long been no longer as strong as before. I heard that he has recently contracted a disease. He coughs violently every day. It doesn't look great.

　　 "Your Majesty Caesar, news from the Kingdom of Ravana, King Harous, he..."

"What?" Seeing that the guard said he wanted to say something, Richard stood up abruptly, staring hard at the opponent, short of breath, and hurriedly asked: "What happened to King Harous? "

　　 "King Harrods is ill in bed, and has been unable to get up for several days to manage national government affairs. Now, His Royal Highness Crown Prince Lawrence takes care of it."

　　 "And then?" Richard asked again.

　　 "King Harous sent an emissary to inform you to meet him in Ravana City." The guard turned his head back.

"Hiss--" Richard had an ominous premonition in his heart, and couldn't help taking a breath. He wasn't worried that King Harrods would lie to him and attack him. He was even more worried about Harrods. Physical condition.

　　 Harous’s age was already very old, and now he still suffers from this disease, combined with the medical conditions in the Middle Ages, I’m afraid...

　　 I am afraid that calling a well-trained doctor will be unable to recover.

　　 "You let someone go down and get ready, I'll leave for Lavana City tomorrow." Richard said to the guard with one hand supporting the table top and the other rubbing his temple.

　　 "Yes, Your Majesty Caesar."

　　 The guard takes orders and leaves Richard alone. It took a few minutes for the latter to sit back again. He put aside the documents he had, worried about the future of the Kingdom of Lavana-no, it was not so much worried about the future of the Kingdom of Lavana. Worry about your future.

During the time when the old king’s body was getting weaker, the faction headed by the Earl of Bandak posed a great threat to Lawrence’s succession to the throne. As the youngest prince known for his military merits, Bandak’s support was obviously better than Since Lawrence is much higher, those nobles who support Bandak are mostly field aristocrats who have fought alongside him or advocated force, and their military strength is slightly better than that of Lawrence.

　　 And Lawrence’s supporters are mostly the royal family and nobles, the merchant class, and the real aristocrats near the royal capital. Although they are rich, their military strength is empty.

In addition to these two factions, there are nobles like Richard who are currently neutral. Although these nobles are small in number, they are the targets of the two factions. Even Bandak has endured the hatred of seizing the island four years ago. , Tried to win over Richard, but did not get any satisfactory reply.

　　 Why didn’t Richard accept it? The reason is mostly because Stephanie, who has been with him for the past four years (Sophia finally succumbed to her father and married the heir of an earl loyal to the royal family), after four years of getting along, even if it is a burden in her heart Richard, who was burdened with revenge and revenge, was a little bit touched. He had no previous resistance to the idea of ​​marrying Lawrence. Of course, Richard would still not be able to get married before the restoration of the country.

　　 His psychology is almost like the words Huo Qubing said: Why does the Huns do not die?

　　……

　　 The next day, Richard took Stephanie and the General Guard by boat to Port Bell. They first landed in Port Bell, and after a rest, they boarded the carriage to Ravana City and drove straight ahead.

The city of Ravana is still so magnificent and prosperous, but the dignified atmosphere of the king’s illness has completely enveloped the entire city. Not only has the guards guarding the gates doubled, but even the inspections of entering and exiting the gates have begun to strengthen, even if Richard is King Harrods informed that all nobles on the ground who came to see him would be subject to strict inspections.

Entering the city of Ravana, the pedestrians on the street are also in a hurry. Richard will even see a group of heavily armed patrols patrolling along the street, watching the crowd gathered together vigilantly-for the first time. The scene of the Lambadenists who came to Ravana city to meet and dance was never seen again, because once they gathered, they would soon be dispersed by the patrol that came after hearing the news.

　　 Seeing all this, Richard looked solemn, and this level of martial law probably meant that King Harous’s physical condition was really dysfunctional.

　　 Soon, Richard and his party finally arrived at the third wall ~ www.readwn.com~ After being checked by the Guards, they were allowed to enter, and they were led to the palace of King Harous.

Strolling in this familiar Trizi Palace, Richard could not help but feel a trace of sadness. The scene of seeing King Haraus for the first time four or five years ago seemed to be still yesterday, when His Majesty was strong and physically strong. , And now he could only lay weakly on the bed, like a poor worm waiting for death to come.

Outside the king’s palace, Richard saw his two uncles, Lawrence and Burris, both of whom were sad. When Richard asked about the situation of the old king, Lawrence said in a low tone: "Your Majesty’s physical condition Very bad, I'm afraid..."

　　 "What are you afraid of?" Richard didn't ask this sentence. Even if Lawrence didn't say it, he could faintly guess what was behind. He just stood there quietly, like a statue, and asked in a trembling tone for a long time: "Me, can I go in and see him?"

　　 "This..." Lawrence and Burris looked at each other. After a while, Lawrence nodded and said softly: "You go in, but please be careful. What your Majesty needs most is silence."

　　 "I understand." Richard nodded, then slowly opened the door of the bedroom in the eyes of the two of them, and walked straight in.

King Haraus lay there quietly, his plump face in his memory became much thinner, his face was pale, and his lips were not bloody, only the ups and downs of his chest under the quilt as he breathed proved that he was still alive. breath.

　　 "The king...No, my grandfather..." Richard walked over to Harous's bed and shouted softly, his tone trembling so much that he couldn't even hear what he was talking about.

　　 "I'm coming... Grandpa."