Chapter 966 Sprinkle cold water to calculate the general ledger
When Lansha took over the Gray-Clothing Army, she made a verbal agreement with Joshia, which was to lead the Gray-Clothing Army to conquer the entire north of Bran in about half a year!
When the time comes, the gray-clothed army is in awkward situation and is in a dilemma... So even though Joshia, who knows how amazing military talents Lansha has and how strong the battles are, he has never seriously considered this agreement. Even under Lansha's command, the gray-clothed army did sweep thousands of miles away, Joshia never mentioned this topic again.
What I fear is to embarrass Lansha.
The current record is already amazing, and it is really meaningless to mention it if you can't do it.
Just like those members sitting in the Bran Congress Hall, whenever the new year begins, they always make numerous promises, earning attention and funds from their respective departments. As a result, these promises will certainly not be realized, but as long as they become one of them, or even if it is just a preliminary progress, they can handle the work and will not be left with the difficulties of Bran King's Court.
That's probably what it means...
However, with the great retreat of the frontline Bran's main legion, this seemingly illusory agreement suddenly became real.
Perhaps it was because of the fool's thoughts, but there was a reason for it. Or perhaps it was because of the bloody means of the gray-clothed army using purple cannons to block the enemy... Bran Wangting's rare and correct retreat decision was implemented this time, and he did not entangle with the tribal army or the gray-clothed army. With an extremely rare high efficiency, he converged his troops, quickly took a boat to cross the river, and retreated to the south.
This means that the resistance of the gray-clothed army to advance is getting smaller and weaker... In less than a week, the gray-clothed army, who was in full swing, suddenly discovered that there was no longer any organized enemy figure in their vision. They even advanced to a city. Before they could clearly show their carriages and horses and move out the purple cannon, they were shocked to find that the white flags were hung high on the wall, and then the thick city gates were automatically opened.
It is completely a posture of welcoming guests with open doors.
This made the gray-clothed soldiers who had been fighting for several months and had been fighting for the past few months very uncomfortable. They felt a sense of a wonderful and ridiculous feeling of "I took off my pants, just show me this"...
Well, put aside this strange feeling. The situation in front of us also made the soldiers and civilians of the gray-clothed army truly realize a fact for the first time-
Bran lost?
Bran, lost!
Just a month ago, Philip bargained with Donn for the firm attitude of not giving up the North. Now there is no need for negotiation. The entire North of Bran has nominally belonged to the Gray-Clothed Army.
At this time, it was only three months since the agreed time between Lansha and Joshia...
I have to say that being as handsome as Lansha is so scary!
...
Such a short time and such a world-changing change also made the gray-clothed army, from Joshia to ordinary soldiers, suffer from a serious problem called "hazarding for gains and losses". They even wanted to cheer and celebrate, but they felt that the scene in their eyes was seriously unreal. It seemed that when they woke up, they disappeared into emptiness like a dream, and they couldn't be happy.
Of course, this uneasiness will eventually disappear. Instead, it is the burst of confidence in ecstasy...
"The news is here, Bran did escape this time... According to the information from the secret agency, there are many official ships coming and going on the banks of the Renaulto River these days, mainly transporting soldiers and officers back to the south, as well as some important military supplies, wealthy merchants, nobles, etc. It seems that they will need to empty the north in the shortest time, strengthen the walls and clear the fields... It is still in transportation, and it will take at least three days to transport it. The leader, Deputy Commander Lansha, do you see if we want to send an army to attack..."
After a pause, Frey, who had personally read the information, looked at Joshia and Lansha and shook his head slightly, nodded and continued to smile, "Well, there is really no need. I can't transport anything in a few days. This little advantage is not worth it when we take action."
Frey, who was very rich in nouveau riche, waved his hand and was filled with a willful aura called buying a bun and throwing a bun - this is why he came back to his senses and began to accept the general psychological temperament of the gray-clothed soldiers and civilians who defeated the Bran Empire, a giant.
As poor people cannot resist the ecstasy of wealth coming from heaven.
After turning over the last page of the intelligence paper, he glanced at it, Frey couldn't help but smile again, "Oh, there is still news here. Bran Wangting once again sent a negotiation team, and just crossed the river to the north the day before yesterday... Uh, this negotiation lineup is quite sincere!"
After pausing, looking up at the surprised gazes of Tang En and the others, Frey licked his lips and said, "This time the person who led the negotiation team is the second prince of the Empire. In addition, in addition to a group of congressmen, there are no less than five archbishops in the Temple of Light... Tsk tsk, why are the fun coming here to join in here? Can it be the enthroned leader? Haha..."
Shaking his head, Frey thought about it and couldn't help but chuckled slightly, but then he looked at Joshia and Lansha with strange expressions. He was stunned. He realized something, his smile froze and turned into shock, "No...no...is it really..."
"What is it really? Canonization?"
There are only four people in the room, Tang En, Joshia, Lansha, and Frey. Judging from the relationship between these people, Tang En is the best senior management in the Gray Clothing Army. It is a fixed small group, with Tang En as a bond. Don’t underestimate the energy of these people. Most of the affairs orders in the Gray Clothing Army are decided first by this small group, and then discussed and promoted by a group of senior generals.
There is no doubt about the importance of Tang En here, and it is not an exaggeration to say that without him, there would be no gathering of several people here.
However, in addition to this, during most of the discussion, Tang En only played a decorative role. There is no way, whether it is military strategy, internal affairs, etc., this is not a field that is good at, or that no one here is good at it. In this way, there is naturally nothing to say.
For example, Tang En, who is not a native of another world, is still asking Frey. Joshia and Lansha, a former nobleman of Bran, and the current His Royal Highness of the Northern Wilderness. No matter who they are, they are familiar with the etiquette of the high-ranking royal power. Even Frey, who has never seen him, has a common sense in his mind after hearing and seeing them.
Bran is an empire with close combination of royal power and divine power. In addition to fighting, it seems that only when a lord-level figure who is enthroned and in charge of one side will be dispatched to mobilize several cardinal archbishops at once. Of course, it is another matter to crown the king, and the pope personally awards the crown.
That is to say,
"It should be here to enthrone." After pausing, Lan Sha's mouth raised slightly, and he looked at Joshia with a sarcastic smile. He was not mocking Joshia, but mocking Bran's approach. "It can be regarded as continuing to save some face for himself in the Temple of Light, which means that he was not defeated. Instead, he took the initiative to give in. Haha... The hypocritical Bran man, these hypocritical routines are always in his mind."
"It seems that the beating was not fierce enough." Shaking his head and laughed. Tang En didn't understand the etiquette of imperial power, and was not stupid. He immediately understood the intention of Bran's move when he heard this - the north can give it to you, pay attention! It was given, not something you took away from us. In short, he wanted to set up a archway after doing that.
"It's strange. I was also a Bran before, why can't I understand what they think now?" Shaking my head speechlessly. Frey, who also understood, grinned and mocked, "What are they thinking? It's time to have the heart to think about these things?"
"Actually... it's a good move." After squinting for a while, Lansha suddenly smiled and turned to look at Joshia and said, "If you guessed correctly, the main purpose of the other party's visit this time should be to appease, to appease the gray-clothed army withdrew from the attack on the Bran Empire, and may also give you some benefits of war compensation. Well, I suggest you accept this negotiation and accept the enthronement!"
"Uh? Why?" Before Joshia, who was slightly raised, said something, Frey couldn't help it, and was a little excited. "Is it necessary to negotiate? The north is ours now, so why do they need to give in to each other?"
"The key is not negotiation." Shaking his head lightly, Lansha explained calmly, "Actually, when most of Bran's troops were retracted to the south, I wanted to say that I just haven't found a suitable opportunity... Well, the nature of the Gray Clothes Army is a bit special, and in a sense it is an elite military strategy. This means that the scale of the power is not huge enough. To put it simply, the existing military power of the Gray Clothes Army cannot destroy the Bran Empire, and there is no hope for at least two or three years. This is the fact, I think you know it."
Joshia and Frey were both silent when they heard this. This was not a default. It could be seen from their more or less dissatisfaction.
In fact, to a certain extent, no matter how you pour cold water on yourself and reflect on yourself, including Joshia, Frey, and the thousands of gray-clothed soldiers and civilians who are celebrating outside, they are now in a bit mental state. I feel that the empire is just like this, and I feel that I can enter the capital of Bran tomorrow and find out the old king...
To be honest, it’s not their fault. The poor are suddenly rich and their emotions are still unstable, let alone that they have overthrew a huge empire now, and it is natural that they have a great sense of accomplishment.
but,
Lan Sha seemed to have not seen the two of them slightly resisted and continued, "Besides, as an emerging force that has just achieved something, everything in the Grey Army, including the superstructure, the lower structure, etc., is in its infancy. This will take a long time to build and settle and slowly digest it. It is impossible to be in a continuous war for a long time... Even if you are willing, the soldiers will be tired, and the people who follow you will not be able to accept it."
He paused and waved his hand, "Don't rush to refute, listen to me... I believe in your prestige, and I believe that as long as you go outside and climb high and shout, the gray-clothed army will immediately start crossing the river and fight without any objection. But, it is meaningless, isn't it?"
"Do you still remember the purpose set by your gray-clothed army from scratch and when they formed an army? Can you still remember the purpose of those people willing to send their children into the army and kill them? Can you still remember the original intention and not forget the whole life?"
"The people, soldiers, follow you to take up weapons and rebel, wanting a stable life with relatively little oppression and exploitation, rather than killing people or dying people - can you still understand this now?"
Faced with Lansha's repeated questioning, Tang En looked up at Joshia, Frey, and lowered his head. This time he was truly silent.
He sighed lightly. Tang En, who had been standing from the perspective of the bystander from beginning to end, had a clearer understanding than everyone else.
He knew that Lansha was right.
The reason is this. Not many people are war dealers, and not many people will want to fight all the time. The gray-clothed army is full of ordinary people. Compared to war, they must prefer a stable and stable life. The reason they previously agreed to fight was because they were forced and suppressed. Only through war can they change all this.
But now it’s different. They have already got the results they want. If they fight a war that is destined to be unable to win, it is not about being enterprising, but about being greedy...
From this perspective, Bran Wangting was also sober. They knew that the gray-clothed army could not destroy themselves, but they were also afraid that the gray-clothed army would do something stupid, so when they were defeated, they still sent out this negotiation team with a strong sense of self-humiliation. What they wanted was to persuade the gray-clothed army to calm down and not attack the south again - it was indeed a good move.
"Tell me about your true purpose." Tang En deliberately eased the atmosphere and looked at Lansha with a smile and said, "Hehe, I don't believe you have poured cold water for so long, just for the good of the gray-clothed army?"
Lansha glared at him in anger, and said simply: "Accept the negotiations and try to get the benefits as much as possible. Then the gray-clothed army settled down. Well, you can consider the issues of where to build a capital and enjoy the joyful results. As for the next battle, don't mix it up, give up a military route, and let my tribe army reach the banks of the Renau River through!"
"Hmph—This is the thousand-year-old feud between Bran and my Northern Wilderness Tribe. It's time to settle the general account!"
Chapter completed!