My name is Ren

Chapter 79 The night will eventually pass, and the dawn will always come!

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Asking Ren to speak out was also a matter of Prince Kant's deliberation.

Others may think that after Rennes was exiled to Ortrenburg, he was insulated from the politics of the imperial capital, and since then he has no sense of existence in the imperial capital, but how do these vulgar people know that no matter where Rennes is demoted, No matter which corner he is exiled to, his political influence in the upper echelons of the imperial capital will not be weakened in the slightest.The status of the sacred blood, the golden nobleman is enough for him to say that he is seriously considered by the top nobles who are also golden nobles and have the sacred blood.

This kind of innate "talent" is something that ordinary nobles can never imagine.

The empire exiles dozens of nobles every year, but who can be paid attention to by the real top nobles in the imperial capital like Rennes at the border far away from the imperial capital?

If Ren stood up and supported him with a clear-cut banner, then he would gain greater confidence, gain an extremely advantageous site in the upcoming enfeoffment, and lay a better foundation for himself.

Not being able to become a grand duke means that after several generations, they will eventually perish. The scope of reduced inheritance includes these princes and princesses.

When Renn first heard Prince Kant tell his purpose, his mind was obviously a little confused, which was completely different from his guess.At first, he thought that Prince Kant's coming to Ortrenburg was really influenced by Joberg and wanted to trouble him, and after summarizing the news from the intelligence, Renn also thought it was very possible.But soon he realized that it was a bit arrogant to guess Prince Kant's purpose based on superficial information. He was born in the royal family and had been exposed to these intrigues since he was a child. No matter how mediocre Prince Kant was, he would not be at the mercy of his relatives.

This is related to his immediate interests and his own safety.

So what is the purpose of Prince Kant?Turning around to exclude the dazzling information, proceeding from the essence, based on the fact that the actions of all political figures revolve around the core of interests, Ryan's guess about Prince Kant's trip is that he intends to be in Ortren In the rise of Fortress, get a piece of the pie and get some benefits.Monopoly management will inevitably create all kinds of terrifying interest groups, and it is normal for Kant to intervene in them.

To be alarmist, if Ren himself is not a golden nobleman, and the sacred blood is not flowing in his body, if he does not compromise now, he will almost turn into ashes.The top nobles will not let such a monster grow so healthy, if it can't be used for its own use, it must be destroyed.

It is precisely because of this that Rennes blatantly gave Kant a blow, letting him understand that if he fantasizes about getting more benefits from Rennes than Rennes allows, Rennes will not hesitate to tear his face with him.

It's just that the painting style has changed too fast, and it's because of my own thoughts.

While his mind was spinning, Ren straightened out the context. He looked at Prince Kant and began to weigh.If you help the emperor's favorite and beloved prince to stand in line, what kind of benefits will you bring to yourself?Obviously, there won't be any real benefit.Prince Kant seemed to be in power after he was entrusted, and he owned a piece of the country, but this had nothing to do with him, Rennes.The feudal kingdom was not granted to him by Ren, and the taxes would not be handed over to him. On the contrary, he would offend other princes, princesses, and even a group of nobles who stood in line for them.

The reason why Golden Thorn declined like this is because the previous patriarchs always made wrong bets, stood in the wrong position, and ended up in today's end step by step.

After thinking about it, he said, "This matter requires me to think carefully before I can give you an answer."

Prince Kant nodded, without urging him, he paused for a moment, and then said: "In addition, I am very interested in the development of Ortrenburg, and we may have the possibility of cooperation."

Ren turned his head slightly, pretending to be listening. He wanted to hear what conditions Prince Kant was going to put forward, and at the same time, the last trace of doubt in his heart was gone.

"I have some money that I can invest in you, and I can help you in some departments. For example, the military department, the civil affairs department, the elders' house and the imperial council, I have people I know well." He glanced out of the corner of his eyes A circle of people in the hall pushing glasses and changing glasses said with a smile: "The help these people can give you is far less than the help I can give you. The results will be different with different routes."

His words are not aimless, who are the people in the hall?Civilians, heads of mercenary regiments, slave traders, bosses of technicians, bandit leaders, these people are all following the grassroots route, which is completely different from the high-level route of Prince Kant.

Ren considered it for a moment, and said word by word: "I welcome anyone who is optimistic about Ortrenburg to invest and develop here, but the premise is that they must abide by the rules I set. Since your Royal Highness has this heart, I think you should not There will be too many problems." After speaking, Ryan waved to Salcomo who was standing not far away, and the latter tidied up his clothes that were not scattered, and walked over with a glass of wine, "This He is one of the presidents of the Bell Provincial Chamber of Commerce and is in charge of business affairs in Ortrenburg, you can discuss with him."

After Salcomo bowed and saluted, Ren patted Salcomo's arm, "Remember, things of principle cannot be shaken, and I will not interfere with other things." He smiled at His Royal Highness, "You talk, I'll go over there."

Far away from the feasting and feasting, a very distant place beyond the luxury and luxury, a team of more than a hundred people stayed in the wilderness for the night.A dozen shabby carriages formed a circle, and people gathered around several bonfires to gain as much temperature as possible in the cold winter.The mutton roasted by the fire tongue is sizzling with oily stars, and the aroma is tangy, which makes people salivate.

Terman wrapped himself in a thick leather coat, and he almost forgot how to spend the night in the wild in the cold winter.There were as many as five pieces of clothes on his body, but it still made him feel very cold, the cold went to the marrow of his bones.After moving his body, he still stood up, stomping on his feet that were almost numb to the point of losing consciousness, looking at the direction he came from, with only endless hatred in his eyes.

A battle that seemed to him to be nothing more than a little effort, has evolved into what it is today. While hating Ren, he hates Joberg and several other families even more.He knew very well that he had been betrayed, and it was his own arrogance that betrayed him.No one else was outstanding, but he believed Joberg's nonsense. His arrogance made him lose his ability to distinguish, and thus fell into a trap.

As the defeated party, he had to exhaust his family wealth to save his own life through the law of redemption, which also means that the good times are coming to an end.Now he must go to the imperial capital, linger on under the protection of the elders' house, and strive for a glimmer of life in the dark.

A few days ago, I was enjoying endless wealth, but now I have to spend a long dark night in the wilderness in the cold wind.

Looking at the dispirited faces of each and every one of his clansmen, he could only feel endless self-blame in his heart.

"Master Patriarch, the mutton is ready, you can taste it." A clansman used a wooden plate to tear the mutton, he nodded heavily, he still has hope, so let the jester do it, it's nothing more than crawling It is better to be a lackey at the feet of the powerful than to slowly wait for death with the honor of the past. He has the responsibility and the obligation to lead the family to rise again. For this reason, he must take care of his body.

The cold winter night was extraordinarily long and dark, and the snowflakes that had stopped for a long time began to dance again. Except for a dozen or so generals who were watching the night, everyone else crowded into the drafty carriage and fell asleep shivering.

The night passed slowly, and the dawn seemed to be not far away. The bonfire had been extinguished, and it was still radiating the last trace of heat.

Suddenly, the slight sound of horseshoes came from a distance. The generals who had not closed their eyes all night were already exhausted and fell into a deep sleep, and did not notice this abnormal sound.More than a thousand knights wrapped their horseshoes in cotton cloth, put their muzzles on their horses' mouths, and came in the darkness.

With a pop, the light of the knife flashed away, and hot blood bloomed in the icy air.

This is a complete massacre, without the slightest mercy, only endless indifference.

When the first ear-piercing scream sounded, the small camp was thrown into chaos instantly. People in the carriages put on their clothes indiscriminately. Carriage, pierced into people's bodies.An unequal massacre, intentional and unintentional, clean and neat.

The elderly Terman didn't sleep well. When the first scream sounded, he put on his cloak, got out of the carriage, and looked around in the dark at the densely packed knights who were constantly harvesting life. In an instant, his whole body was icy cold, and he knelt down on the ground powerlessly.Jair stared at those knights who kept stabbing their spears into the carriages, and there was nothing but despair in his whole life.

There was a sound of wind in his ears, he turned his face to look, and saw a icy cold light coming towards him.Before the cold light touched his body, he felt a stabbing pain on his face.

After a buzzing sound, the knight passed him by. He raised his hand and touched his neck, a crack gradually staggered, and a headless body fell into his eyes with a plop.

Is this yourself?

Without any response, vision gradually became blurred, and consciousness was finally swallowed by darkness.

It lasted less than 5 minutes, and the killing ended. The knights put away their weapons, dragged out the corpses covered in holes one by one from the carriage, and placed them neatly on the ground.Under the threat of long swords, two trembling servants pointed to the corpses on the ground one by one.A knight on the side continued to draw in a small notebook based on the identification of the two servants.It didn't take long for more than 100 corpses to be counted.

The two servants didn't come to life, and the two daggers pierced their hearts almost at the same time.

"Not one of them is missing, it's all here."

There was no change in the expression on the face of the leading knight. He seemed to be used to this kind of killing for a long time. His hoarse voice was like an old stone mill, "Clean it up, burn it all, and don't leave any traces."

A moment later, the fire tore through the darkness and ushered in the dawn. A new day has arrived!
(End of this chapter)