Chapter 96

It was dark and the two children had snored slightly. Miller quietly held his son Bob and looked out of the window at the gloomy sky. He knew that his wife was not asleep.

After a long time, Miller finally said, "Betty, why don't I join the army."

In the dark, Betty's face moved. She held her daughter's hand tightly, but then relaxed. She didn't answer Miller's words, as if she really fell asleep.

His wife's silence didn't let Miller break his mind. He knew that his wife didn't want to take risks, but as a husband and a father of two children, he really didn't want his wife and children to be hungry.

The nobles and lords in the royal capital issued a notice to repair Fortifications on the wall. They had two potatoes a day. If they joined the army, they were the most common cannon fodder and four potatoes. Many civilians and refugees in the city have gone to join the army and build fortifications.

With this food and relief food, the children can grow up healthily and the wife can make up for her body.

As if determined, Miller reached out his left hand and took his wife's rough but still warm hand. Betty didn't speak. She held Miller's hand tightly. It was her answer to her husband.

This is the current situation of most families in Charlotte ODIS city. Many responsible and affordable Charlotte men have chosen to join the army. They don't say how much they love their motherland. They just want to earn a mouthful for their wives and children.

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The slightly dilapidated King City of Otis was brightly lit at this time. Because his majesty felt too cold, he ordered the whole palace to light the lights.

In the hall, the white haired current king, wearing a blanket, curled up on the luxurious throne with muddy eyes, looking at the arguing nobles of his highness.

It seems that our king hasn't washed for a long time. We can see his greasy hair and smelly skin from a distance. Fortunately, the rich Charlotte is not short of money. All kinds of valuable incense are sprayed around the king, which still preserves his Majesty's honor.

There was another middle-aged man who stood in front of all the nobles and was closest to his majesty. The noble robes were more complex and exquisite than the others.

Although the nobles in the hall quarreled fiercely, people with clear eyes could see that most of these nobles were just clowns. Everyone looked at the big man standing in front of them and his majesty wearing a thorny crown on the hall.

Perhaps it was the quarrel of these nobles that made our king's majesty a little upset. The stained dry arm was just lifted, and there was no sound in the main hall. Everyone looked at their king in awe. Everyone knew that the lion had not fallen, and even his tusks were still sharp.

More than two months ago, King Charlotte, who was desperate, sent out the two most elite blood red troops in his hand, but he got only a "Princess faustan, may die." Results.

What a "possible death", not only did he not get any substantive benefits, but he lost a lot of blood red soldiers, and even one of the leader's captains was cut off.

Looking at the old man sitting on the throne, most nobles standing here have a feeling of trembling. When did his majesty become like this? Two months ago, his Majesty was only a little old, but he still didn't give up. Now the old man is ready to kill and behead.

Despite his untidy appearance at this time, just yesterday, his majesty personally issued a royal order to execute two earls and four viscountees because these nobles had an affair with Faustin and wanted to abandon the city and escape.

They are quarreling badly now, and they are just pretending to show their king that they are still working hard for the recovery of Charlotte and that they will fight with Charlotte to the last minute.

The heavy crown of thorns, pressed on the old man, seemed to crush the thin old man at any time, but the fact was, No.

"Philip, tell me what's going on." The king said in a hoarse voice, and the spitting out of each syllable was as ugly as grinding an iron piece.

Everyone looked quietly at the man standing in front of them, marquis Philip, who was dressed in Chinese robes and had extraordinary bearing. This is the one who, a month ago, led the southern remnants of Charlotte, forcibly broke through the siege of the surrounding male lion Legion and entered the capital of Charlotte. With the Marquis, there are a full 15 magic crystal cannons.

Marquis Philippe, who stood in front of the crowd, just cleared his throat and attracted everyone's attention in the hall. He said in a deep voice, "the forstan army outside the city has gathered nearly 100000."

As soon as the voice fell, the people in the hall reacted differently. Some showed bitterness, some were surprised, some looked gray, and some didn't believe it.

The old king sighed, "I have to admit that foster's war potential is greater than ours." A pessimistic atmosphere came.

Marquis Philip then said, "it is said that the Lycian alliance in the south of Faustin was also ready to send troops to help Faustin, but it was rejected by the king of Faustin."

A just cause has more help than an unjust cause. Faustin refused to pay attention to external help, and Charlotte was despised by people in the surrounding countries. Everyone thought the country was over.

"It's no use saying that. Tell me about the defense of Otis city." Then came the king's voice.

As one of the three pillars of Charlotte, marquis Philip, known as the "God of wealth", took over many positions as chancellor of the exchequer, interior minister and military minister as soon as he arrived in the royal capital. Once the royal family might have suspected the Marquis and dared not let him control too much power, but now it doesn't matter. Marquis Philip can go to Beijing to serve the king at the last minute, This shows the Marquis's loyalty to Charlotte.

"The recruitment work is still going on. Now 15000 soldiers have been recruited. These soldiers have been scattered to four city walls. With the original garrison, each city wall has nearly 10000 defense forces." Marquis Philip continued.

"There are enough equipment for guarding the city. Don't worry for the time being. The soldiers are short of weapons and armor. Now the blacksmith shop in the city has made it for the soldiers day and night." Marquis Philippe did not say when he would be able to supply the weapons and armor needed by more than 10000 recruits, and the king did not ask.

"As for food..." Marquis Philippe was silent for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "it's only enough for half a month."

Not only the king's majesty listened, but his muddy eyes were gloomy. Many of the remaining nobles jumped up directly, "how is it possible? The grain reserve a month ago is not enough for half a year?" Several Frank nobles couldn't help shouting.

"That was a month ago!" Marquis Philippe replied, "and it was calculated according to the minimum standard per capita. You should ask yourself why food fell so fast!" At last, marquis Philip almost roared.

Less than one tenth of the food used in this month was distributed to the civilians and refugees in the city, and the rest was taken away by the nobles.

As for what to do with it, it is nothing more than recruiting people with food. At this time, the most valuable thing in Otis city is not jewelry and famous paintings, but food and manpower.

At this time, lying on the streets of Otis City, there are refugees and civilians who can't live, but hidden wealth. I don't know how many nobles, paying attention, exchanged the lives of these bottom scum for their own precious lives after faustan's army destroyed the city.

Facing the question of marquis Philippe, every nobleman who was stared at by him couldn't help but counselled twice and his eyes dodged.

"Don't quarrel. Each nobleman, according to his rank, will give me the corresponding grain before tomorrow. I want to see that the granary of the army is full!" The king said firmly. Although his voice was weak and vicissitudes, the unquestionable tone made every nobleman dare not disobey his will.

After his majesty had finished, marquis Philip went on to introduce other facilities and logistics in the city.

Until the end, marquis Philip did not mention the magic crystal cannon he brought back, nor did his majesty ask. This strategic weapon is the best to hide. No one can guarantee that among the nobles here, have they secretly taken refuge in foster.

At the end of the meeting, the attendant next to the king announced the adjournment of the meeting. All the nobles walked out of the hall in twos and threes, leaving only Marquis Philip without moving.

Gradually, only the king and Marquis Philip, as well as some attendants and maids, were left in the hall.

"How many magic crystal shells?" When the surroundings were quiet, his majesty asked.

"126 rounds." Marquis Philippe gave the exact number. "Now master Maris is leading his apprentices to do it."

The raw material of magic crystal shell is Warcraft crystal core, and only the magic core above the middle level can be made into shells. Charlotte's magic power is worthy of being the top among the surrounding countries, and only the masters of their countries have this strength and technology to transfer out the disordered element power in the magic crystal, and gather and release it.

"I see. Go." The king nodded, curled up on the throne, and the surrounding attendants filled his majesty with a blanket. Since a month ago, King Charlotte has been eating and living in the conference hall. It is also more than a month that has turned the old man who was only a little old into a thin look.

Marquis Philippe slowly withdrew from the main hall. At the moment when the main hall door was closed, the light outside shone on his Majesty's face in the middle of the main hall, which was a pale, persistent and wrinkled face.

All the nobles in the royal capital do not know why his Majesty's temperament has changed greatly in the past month or so. At present, it is estimated that only Marquis Philip himself knows the reason for this.

For this reason, he can only rot in his stomach. One of the three pillars of the Kingdom, the Marquis Campbell who has died in the war, the head of the Campbell family, and the wise general who has worked with him in the court for more than 20 years, is actually the illegitimate son of his majesty.