When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

Chapter 896 Checkmate!

"Mr. Ezo, your speech is truly moving."

"Excessive praise."

"After hearing your words, my blood boiled, and that's how it should be.

Horn went too far, putting the interests of farmers and citizens above those of the nobles, destroying thousands of years of fine traditions."

"Yeah yeah."

"Mr. Ezo, you don't know that when I was kicked out of the city hall, they not only threw mud at me, but also threw feces at me. I am a gentleman, I..."

"Mr. Sid, I fully understand your request." Denosov, who used the alias Ezo, quietly withdrew his hand from the former mayor of Jeanne d'Arc, "Go back and wait for notification."

"Okay, okay." Sid, who was wearing a simple woolen coat, nodded. "I gave you some fruit. Please eat it. It's quite sweet."

"I understand. Go back and wait for notification." There was a hint of impatience in Denosov's words.

"Yes, yes, I am sorry to bother you."

After watching the man leave, Denosov picked up the brown orange on the table and took a bite with disgust and amusement.

"hiss--"

The little follower behind the door poked his head out: "What's wrong?"

"Sour." Holding the brown orange with only a layer of peel and a small amount of flesh left, Denosov was reluctant to let go.

After all, this is a southern fruit. In the Norn Bear Fort Territory, their biggest fruit is berries.

Even a high-ranking courtier like Denosov, who had the title of knight, could only eat fruit a few times a year.

"Give me the sour food." said the little attendant with a smile.

But Denosov refused to give it.

He had realized that it needed peeling and was awkwardly tearing at the brown-orange rind.

Seeing that Denosov did not respond, the little attendant continued to smile and said, "Lord Denosov, if our prince is really chosen as the Grand Duke of the Thousand Valleys in the future, can you make me a knight?"

Reaching out his hand, he pulled the short attendant in front of him and tapped his forehead: "Are you crazy? Do you really think you can elect a new tyrant through elections?"

"Ah? Is it not possible?" The attendant showed his face under the light. He was only fourteen or fifteen years old, but he was the son of butler Denosov.

Denosov let go of the hand holding the boy's collar and said, "That saint grandson said a lot of nonsense, but there is one thing I strongly believe - what you can't get on the battlefield, you can't get at the negotiation table.

The same can be said in reverse: some things can only be obtained on the battlefield, not at the negotiation table."

Denosov did not really believe that a new dictator could be re-elected with their signatures.

The simplest question is whether the army agrees.

Not to mention other places, the army is definitely the most worshipful and loyal part of the Holy Grandson in the entire Thousand River Valley Holy Alliance.

Under the Holy Union system, there is plenty of room for political negotiation and compromise, fiscal decentralization, and representative democracy.

But in military affairs, Horn has the final say.

All senior officers, including chapter masters and even corps masters, are die-hard loyalists.

Especially this Holy Grandson, who relied on the method of having military chaplains serve as military supervisors to firmly control the army.

So far, the Holy Alliance’s army has never mutinied once.

Denosov didn't understand why, because Lord Xiongbao implemented the military supervision system, soldiers and officers would lose battles, and killing of envoys and mutiny were even more common.

On the contrary, the Holy Alliance used the same method, which not only enabled them to win the battle but also prevented a mutiny.

I can only say that the people in Qianhe Valley have some blood slave blood, so they are more obedient than people in other places.

"Since we can't elect a new tyrant, why bother holding this parade and petition?" The little follower was confused.

"Are you stupid, little thing?" Denosov was quite friendly to the housekeeper's son. "Come, I'll teach you one."

Unlike the Leafarans, the butlers of the Norns can eat at the table and are considered professional managers. Denosov naturally had to teach his son's butler carefully: "The purpose of our march and petition is to pass the petition and re-elect the autocratic prince, right?
Who do you think the petition was delivered to? Do you want Horn to remove himself?

Of course, based on the current legal transfer and order of succession, and according to Jinigis's previous recognition and canonization, the heir to the despot should be a Norn with Hema Stone-related bloodline.

The most likely person is Count Arnold, Meliati's cousin.

First, he is not a Leia, and has no grudges against him, so the people of Qianhe Valley are not afraid of his revenge.

Second, he is a Norn and can protect the Thousand Valley from the possible resentment of the Leia.

But the probability of success is very low, less than one in a million. Even if it doesn’t work, it doesn’t matter, because this is not our purpose.”

Turning around, Denosov inserted the silver dagger at his waist into the dock area on the Rapid City map and said, "Calling the dock area to go on strike is what we want."

This is Denosov's comprehensive consideration, because the urban area is strictly controlled and is also the stronghold of the Holy League.

As for the dock area, for the sake of economic development, it is relatively more relaxed and free, but also has more dark corners.

The old guild forces had long been angry because Horn had expanded his factories and relied on them to open up technology, and they had their own ways of inciting.

"The chaos here... you said before, that should be the army's problem, so we, the Xiongbao leader, have a chance, right?"

“Silly child, Rapid City is the water and land transportation hub of the Thousand River Valley.

It's a mess here. Not to mention the blow to the entire Thousand River Valley transportation, the blow to the supply line alone is enough to make them suffer.

The supply line is cut off, and we are facing siege from the Border Knights in the north. Can we win without supplies?
Facing the attack of 50,000 troops of Genegis in the west, can Saint Jeanne win without supplies?
During this period, why did the local nobles frantically hoard goods and drive up prices?
If the grain and fodder can't be transported up, the clockwork warehouse can't be transported up, the mountain copper, lead, sabers, and breastplates can't be transported up, how can the people of Qianhe Valley fight?"

The little follower was young, but he was very knowledgeable: "What if the saintly grandson returns with his troops?"

"Return with the troops? Don't forget that our Xiongbao army should be stationed at the border by now." Denosov took a sip from the ruby ​​gilded wine cup, "He will definitely be pinned down."

The plan has already reached this point, and it is already a checkmate on the chessboard.

The guild forces, the aristocratic forces, and the old merchant forces all united together to shut down the dock area.

If the local order and the Magdi Chamber of Commerce can handle it quickly, it can still be resolved.

However, after this period of time of activities by the Leia, the locals, and the Norns, the official sector was also leaderless and had different opinions.

He knew the Cheka was watching him, but so what?
No one has enough prestige and strength to unify all political forces, and the Cheka's personal involvement will inevitably cause greater chaos.

No matter how Horn responded, he could not avoid this dead end in Rapid City.

Seeing that the little follower seemed to understand, Denosov felt that his words had touched his soul, so he said no more.

"But aren't there some Black Snake Bay tax police and military police gathered in Jeanne d'Arc?"

Denosov was furious: "Did you listen to me? Even the Cheka can't arrest people randomly, can they?"

As if he had thought of something, Denosov shouted to the servant at the door.

"I am here, Master Denosov."

"Did Van der Veen tell you about the whereabouts of Her Highness Meliati?"

"Her Highness Meliati is disheartened and has stayed in the convent and refused to come out."

Denosov smiled.

She had a good opportunity before and the nobles asked her to come out again, but she refused. So there is no way she will come out again in the future.

"Have you collected all the signatures?"

The attendant half-knelt and touched his chest: "All preparations are complete."

"We should do this as soon as possible. I heard that King Jiji has captured Kenke Town. We should take action. What day is it today?"

"The sixteenth."

"Then we will officially launch the petition and strike on the 18th!"

(End of this chapter)