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Chapter 1294 What is a Jagged Capitalist?(2/2)

Another Bettencourt Meyers asked tentatively: "Can we still be the same as last time?"

The last time? Archduke Valverde thought of the last incident with Sigvald: "You mean... try to negotiate with the barbarians?"

"The barbarians will come to plunder for two reasons, one is people and the other is materials." De Boer said seriously: "If you ask clearly, what do the barbarians want? Why don't we just give it to them? Let us take a breath.

Wealth will flow back again, what we need now is time to consolidate the achievements you have made over the past month!"

"How is this possible?"

"What kind of messed up decision is this?"

"Are we working for the barbarians? We will give them whatever they want?"

The angry roars of many big businessmen came from the parliament hall. No matter what, businessmen are human beings after all. The last time Sigvald turned his back can be understood as revenge against the Sun King Ryan. After all, he once harmed the interests of Marienburg.

, but this time the Chaos Fleet comes again and you have to grovel, what’s the point?

The vast majority of people still want to stand and make money.

Seeing that most people disagreed, De Boer frowned, and he simply asked Francisco, the commander of Marienburg City Defense: "Then the question is, General Francisco, can you tell us, if the Chaos Army really

I called, do you have any plans?"

"There is no plan." General Francisco shook his head directly.

"No plan? How did you become the commander of the city defense? We pay you a salary of 500 gold marks a year and tens of thousands of gold marks for the maintenance of the city defense army every year. Now you tell us that you have no plan?" Valverde

The Grand Duke said dissatisfiedly: "Have you never thought about how to fight?"

"I have never fought against such a large-scale Chaos army. In the entire Marienburg, probably only Blackbeard Teach actually faced such an enemy in the Battle of the Gate of Noor." General Francisco lowered his head: "It's just that

…”

"What on earth do you want to say? Say it quickly!" Everyone in the parliament hall became impatient. Alan Wertheimer, the president of the largest perfume and luxury goods chamber of commerce in the old world, asked: "Otherwise we can fire you now.

.”

"Why don't we, just like Mr. De Boer said, let's try to contact the barbarians and ask them what conditions they have." Francisco agreed with President De Boer's words a little sheepishly.

"Hey! Do you know what you are talking about? Francisco!"

"Isn't this the time to tell a story?"

"What a joke!"

There were voices of dissatisfaction in the parliament.

"Are you serious? My general?" Grand Duke Valverde's expression changed, but he showed no obvious likes or dislikes.

"I'm serious." The city defense commander nodded.

"How is this possible? Do you think our big sea wall is not strong enough? Our artillery is not powerful enough? Our six wizard towers are not powerful enough? Or do you think the three land-speeders we put in the warehouse are not enough to make the barbarians aware of their difficulties?

And retreat? In the past

Wasn't Tamu Khan's powerful army defeated by Nur's four land ships?" President Bettencourt Meyers was obviously very dissatisfied with Francisco's cowardly behavior.

He scolded directly: "If it doesn't work, change someone else!"

"But what if land and ships are useless?" Francisco emphasized: "If we don't give the Yankees any chance to put forward conditions and explanations, and start a war when they come up, wouldn't it be easy for Marienburg to fall into war?

Will it harm your interests? Furthermore, if a fight really breaks out, what if the land boat doesn’t work? What will everyone do then?"

The entire splendid parliament hall suddenly became as quiet as a chicken.

"So, first of all, send people to contact the Yankees to find out what they want. Everything can be discussed. There is nothing that cannot be discussed. Give them everything you can give them. How can they still give Marienburg's land and land to them?"

Move the shops and docks back to Norska?" General Francisco clasped his hands on the sandalwood table: "As long as they can go back, if not, let them attack other places, Marin

If the fort is saved, everyone’s wealth will also be saved, isn’t that true?”

The audience continued to be silent.

Many people had conative expressions on their faces.

It's just so embarrassing and so politically incorrect that everyone is embarrassed to be the first to agree.

Until Princess Valverde moved to speak, he smiled: "I think that although Francisco's approach is a bit unsound...the position is correct, it is still a way to solve the problem, don't you think so?"

Many big merchants nodded immediately.

"Anyway, I would rather pay a large sum of money to let the barbarians retreat, and I can't tolerate the Bretons or the Imperials coming to our Marienburg to cause trouble again!" President De Boer nodded repeatedly, he said nothing.

He said politely: "That guy Ivan came to blackmail us once.

Then the Sun King came and plundered us again. It’s endless, right? You must know that the barbarians go south only once every ten years at most. If evil wolves like Karl Franz or Ryan Macado are allowed to taste the sweetness,

, they will come every day to knock at the bones and suck out the marrow, this is the real disaster and doomsday!"

"Oh oh oh, that's good!"

"One thing to say, one thing to say, it's true!"

"Better give to the Yankees than to the jackals!"

"Paying money to let the Yankees retreat is a necessary expense. Paying money to organize the city defense and hiring all the mercenary groups, including those ogre mercenaries to defend our achievements, is also a necessary expense." DeBoer continued.

He said, waving his fist: "But asking for help from the empire? Arming citizens to go to war? These are additional, unnecessary expenses. Who knows what will happen after those people get our money and get our weapons?"

"And that...Tsarina Katarina? She is in Britannia now, right? How about we pay her to help us fight? An employment contract is so simple. Isn't she short of money? The price is high.

Just don’t order it!”

There are more voices agreeing. Spend what should be spent, and try to save what you can.

"Perhaps things are not that bad. It is true that barbarians came to Marienburg to plunder in history, but the number of times was small. We have also concluded many armistice agreements. Among them, the most famous 'Crimson Agreement' guaranteed nearly 400

Years of peace?" Balve

Grand Duke De finally spoke: "I think we can follow Francisco's advice for the time being. Don't worry. Everyone, maybe the barbarians just want a small gift. Maybe it's a misunderstanding. Everything will get better. Don't worry. Let's see what happens next.

What’s going to happen down there.”

"But what if the barbarians are really here to destroy us?" Some MPs still asked.

"Then our solid city defense of Marienburg, our legendary mercenary team, our wizard tower, and the three land speeders will accompany the Yankees to the end!" Francisco stood up, and the city defense commander looked like

He is the hero who saves the city and shines brightly: "It is the most glorious thing in the world for a man to die to protect his property! We will let them understand what an iron-blooded businessman is, what an iron-blooded Marienburg is, and what an iron-blooded capitalist is.

!”

"Iron-blooded capitalist! Iron-blooded capitalist!"

"Francisco, I'm superman!"

"You are the great savior of Marienburg!"

Applause erupted in the chamber of the House of Representatives! Everyone was impressed by General Francisco's wit, and the applause lasted for a long time.

In this way, the meeting lasted until evening, and Marienburg's response plan was finalized.
Chapter completed!
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