Chapter 316 Succession
Chapter 316 Succession (asking for monthly ticket 13K)
August 8th of the Exploration Calendar.
The Royal Capital Army and the Bourbon Army fought on the southern plains.
The king's army was defeated.
Royal elder Patrick and White Rose Sword Elder died, Red Rose was tied up, the assisting legion lost more than 30,000 men, the main force of the Royal Knights was destroyed, and the defeated soldiers were gathered by the Bourbon United Knights, and their size expanded to 10,000 men.
That evening.
The Bourbon army reached the south bank of the River Thames.
The Duke of Flowers, the Duke of Bourbon, the Duke of Wyatt, the Duke of Great River, and the Duke of Frost issued a joint statement, hoping that the Duke of Storm stationed on the Thames would lead the former Northland Fleet to surrender, but their statement was rejected and the two sides entered a standoff.
That night, the last White Rose, Brownie, instigated the four upper nobles to launch a rebellion, and stated that Queen Eleanor should bear the main responsibility for the defeat because she trusted the treacherous people and led to the destruction of the main force of the kingdom. She should give up power and let the White Rose lead the defense of the capital.
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深夜，王都。
With the support of the four dukes, Brownie came to the New Red Castle, and Roland stayed by his side as a loyal guard.
The nobles' private soldiers led the way with weapons. Queen Eleanor had no authority to begin with, so her attendants and guards surrendered one after another.
The main structure of the cold hall is quite complete, but because it was completed not long ago, the various embellishments are undoubtedly very different from those in the heyday of the Red Fort.
The pure and beautiful girl sat on the throne. Although her face was exhausted, she still stubbornly maintained her dignity.
“Come down, the throne is not for just anyone to sit on.” Brownie raised his head with a calm look. He seemed to have gone through a transformation from the youngest son of a high-ranking powerful man and the heir to the Duke to a down-and-out wanderer on the street, and finally back to the top and even further to hold the royal power.
Beside the throne, the Black Marquis nodded secretly. An ancient book that was casually given away created a king. The fundamental reason was that the other party had the foundation for success. It was said that Duke D'York had taught people in person during his lifetime that people would learn things once they were taught. Now it seems that this D'York III has stepped out of practice and completed his rebirth from the ashes.
"I am Eleanor I. Even the Cabinet and the Privy Council have no power to depose me. According to the rules, you have to..."
"Pull her down."
The Duke of Golden Lion stepped forward and pulled down the queen whom he had personally supported before. It seemed that this guy could not see the situation clearly. The main knight group was destroyed, and the three main supporters - two royal elders and Red Rose, one died, one was captured, and one escaped. The rules are only valid when the power is equal.
Eleanor fell on the cold bricks, looking sad. Having lost her royal power, how could she rescue her relatives and loved ones? The future was too uncertain and made her feel desperate.
"Congratulations to your majesty on your succession to the throne."
The nobles congratulated in unison, saying that the new king's accession to the throne meant the official beginning of the electoral system.
Brownie sat on the throne and said, "The first royal decree is that I hope the four of you will take action to kill the Black Marquis."
The scene suddenly became quiet.
The four dukes bowed their heads and remained silent.
Submitting to the electoral system does not mean giving up the strategy of dividing up the troubled lands. The Black Marquis is the guarantee for the smooth progress of this matter and should continue to serve as prime minister.
"Your Majesty is drunk." The Duke of Golden Lion said coldly.
Brownie laughed at himself, "Sorry, Prime Minister, I just want to know if the dukes are willing to kill loyal ministers for profit. Now it seems that everyone is a righteous man who is not moved by fame and fortune."
The Black Marquis smiled and nodded, "Your Majesty is wise."
Click!
Roland drew his sword, his expression iron-like and solemn.
As a subject, he could not accept the insult to his monarch, and the most important thing was that the other party was the child of the Duke of York.
"Your Majesty, please allow me to duel with the Black Marquis. He is very strong, but I want you all to know that the dignity of a king cannot be violated."
The four dukes looked at each other in bewilderment when they heard this. This blind loyalty made everyone feel uncomfortable. Since the beginning of the Age of Madness, similar virtuous knights were either executed or exiled.
"Roland, put Eleanor in the dungeon first."
"His Majesty!"
"This is an order."
"……clear."
Roland silently carried Eleanor away. From the moment the young master ascended the throne, he felt that the other party was alienated from him.
The two men left, and Brownie said, "I intend to end the war, the Rebellion of the Seven Kings, and Stuart is too exhausted."
"Your Majesty is right."
"A brilliant man with far-reaching vision."
The dukes agreed with each other's idea. The two huge interests of the Electorate and the Land of Chaos were waiting to be divided. There was no need to go to war at this time. The problem was how to make the Bourbon troops withdraw.
The Black Marquis remained silent.
Browne said: "I am willing to marry Margaret, appoint the Duke of Wyatt as Chancellor of the Exchequer, and then raise the Wyatt family to the Electorate. My descendants and hers will be the heirs, swearing in the name of chivalry and virtue, provided that she kills Henry VII."
Everyone digested the news.
With the death of Henry VII, the banner of the war of restoration naturally no longer existed, and Moderes could attack the Bourbon army at will without paying the heavy price of losing his virtue.
For Margaret, entering the capital and serving as regent would at best only bring glory to one or two generations, which was far inferior to actually queuing up to sit on the throne. As long as one became a royal family member, the family status would be enhanced. For example, the Rebellion of the Seven Kings was ultimately Rose's family affair, and no one else was qualified.
"I can be of service. The secret letter must be delivered to Margaret." The Black Marquis said that there was another ordinary knight of his lurking in the Wyatt family.
"Please Prime Minister." Brownie replied. ...
The night is deep, and the Thames is blue.
In the simple prison, Red Rose and Lor were tied with thorns on a platform made of magic steel.
Jiang He quickly finished his dinner and prepared to work overtime tonight. He had already handed the silver fruit to Lao Hei, who entered a sleep transformation in the portable temple after taking it, and was taken care of by Wu He and Zhuang Ya. The fruit itself was tested by Lilith and there was no problem.
"Come at me if you have anything to say, stay away from Aunt Rose!"
"You butcher!"
"Give Weiwei and uncle back to me!"
Lor watched someone walk towards the unconscious Red Rose, his eyes almost spitting fire, but unfortunately no one paid any attention to him.
The unconscious Red Rose was still beautiful, with an elf-like delicate face. She looked weak and powerless, with a red dress wrapping her plump body.
Jiang He picked up a magic steel knife and said calmly: "I'm sorry that you won't see some beastly behavior. She doesn't meet my aesthetic and mate selection standards, but she is in some pain. If you can break free, I will put the knife down."
The magic steel knife gently cut Red Rose's arm. Upon closer inspection, the blade was covered with countless extremely tiny thorns. Because of the past Thorn Hand skill, the thorns controlled by someone's plants retained the characteristic of causing severe pain.
The Red Rose was like a fish on a chopping board being hit by a knife. It immediately trembled wildly. After being imprisoned, she was hit by several Black Rose Soul Bullets and had lost the power to resist.
"Let her go!"
Lor gritted his teeth, blood flowing from the corners of his mouth. He struggled violently with all his might. As cracks gradually appeared on the thorns, the power of destiny was also rapidly consumed. The blood in his body appeared a little golden, as fierce as the sun.
The second time she stabbed the knife, Red Rose started foaming at the mouth.
Jiang He gave the prey some time to rest, came to Lor, dripped toxic energy from his fingertips, and used Xiao Ku technology to store it from the mouth into the body of the Child of Destiny.
Six thousand points of silver energy were consumed, a dose that would make real gold frown, but with the protection of fate, the stored poison did not leak at all.
A few hours later, Red Rose was covered with knife marks.
Jiang He's energy value was mostly restored, and he injected poison again.
Lor remained strong and resilient. Every time he stopped struggling, the tip of the knife would dig deeper into his body. He suspected that if he continued, Aunt Rose might die from the pain.
At the 321st knife, Red Rose’s eyes rolled back.
Click!
The thorns collapsed, and just as Lor was about to get up, a new set of thorns entangled him.
"You said you'd put the knife down!"
Jiang He put down the knife and picked up a magic steel dagger.
Lor fell into a daze upon seeing this, and his gradually active golden blood froze.
"There are twelve weapons here. Whether you can save her before she dies of pain depends on your ability."
The 322nd sword fell without hesitation.
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Bourbon camp at dawn.
Margaret got up and washed. The family's chief knight came in and asked to see her, handing her a secret letter.
At first, Margaret thought it was a threat or inducement, but it turned out to be a proposal letter. Of course, the proposal was only on the surface, and it contained a lot of information.
"...I had previously eliminated all Bourbon's undercover agents, so the Queen may not know that the Count of Rhine, who killed Sir William and burned down the port of Caribe, is the same person as Prime Minister Anol..."
"...The Queen's union with the new King has more advantages than just this..."
"...I also have my own selfish motives. I hope the Queen will hand Baron Lor back to me. Count Rhine must die in the end. We are allies in this regard..."
"... just smother Henry VII..."
A huge amount of information hit Margaret's mind, and she tried her best to calm down. She was a person who had seen a lot of storms, and although her mind was shocked at this moment, she was still able to maintain her thinking.
The last sentence of the letter:
"...Knight Roland is too loyal to the new king, so he should be killed. The queen can ask the new king to kill Roland in the name of proving his determination. First, he is prejudiced against me, and second, the queen really needs some facts to convince the family..."
Margaret burned the secret letter and called her father, Duke Wyatt, to discuss the matter.
"The Elector!"
Duke Wyatt growled, his expression unexpectedly like that of a wild beast.
"What are you hesitating about?"
Due to the lack of stories about kings, princes, generals and ministers, becoming a royal family was very tempting for the nobles of this era.
Margaret knew that there was no turning back on this matter, so she said immediately: "I don't intend to kill Henry VII. We have to leave ourselves a way out. We can secretly send Henry VII to Duke Moderes and do him a favor."
Duke Wyatt nodded slightly upon hearing this.
"Hurry to the prison and don't let Prime Minister Anor kill the Baron."
Margaret hesitated to speak, and finally sighed. Some things made no difference whether the other party was told or not. She didn't want to see Duke Wyatt's plan fail because of hatred, because she knew how much self-control it took to calmly face a blood feuding enemy.
(End of this chapter)