Warhammer

Among the three oligarchs, two tried to surrender, and one resisted firmly. Finally, an internal conflict broke out in the Senate. The resistor killed the surrenderists, fought with his supporters until the last moment, and then committed suicide in despair.

Remas was once the capital of an ancient empire, and the people here have a unique tradition of pride - of course, they are not like the Lusignans who are arrogant and conceited because of their deified kings and despise other principalities.

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"In summary, my Lord believes that the continuation of this war will undoubtedly cause great harm to the people of both countries."

"Therefore, it is our top priority to stop this unjust war in the South, which was instigated by the powerful class represented by Tyril Rodrigo Visconti and others in order to realize their ambitions and gain greater benefits, and in which the enthusiasm of the people was misused."

"..."

"It is very easy to stop the war. Let me make a big promise here. I am here to make a statement on behalf of millions of people in the United Kingdom. The demands are very simple: hand over war criminals and pay war reparations."

"What is the definition of a war criminal? Those who support the launch of this war are war criminals! If the Tyrells want to make peace now, it's easy! Hand over those who advocated and supported the war before the war to us for punishment, and we will withdraw!"

The United Kingdom's negotiating representative was talking eloquently at the meeting, while the Tyrell representative sitting opposite him was sweating profusely.

He couldn't help but plead with her, "Please at least draw up a charter. Which people should be punished and how should they be punished?"

The representative of the double-headed eagle waved his hand.

"Your Majesty's intention!"

"'If Tyrell wins the Southern War, then whoever benefits the most from this process will be a war criminal who supports the war!'"

As soon as the Tobaro envoy figured out the meaning of this sentence, he was so frightened that his face turned pale. He subconsciously raised his hand to point at the representative, but then pressed it down with great restraint.

He fell into his seat, trembling, "According to what you said, if our country wins, the people will benefit greatly. Are all the people in our country the 'war criminals' that you are talking about?"

The representative sneered at this question.

"If the Dogs of War capture Margherita, will the benefits to the soldiers and civilians in the rear be greater than those to the Visconti family?"

"Your Majesty loves the people like his own children, regardless of national boundaries! I am infuriated by you carnivores, who hold high positions, wear fine clothes and eat delicious food, but still kidnap the people and start wars for your own selfish interests!"

"According to your majesty's order, we will count the average wealth in all parts of Tileil. Anyone who owns a shop, a field, a mine, a manor house...who has accumulated wealth equal to an average annual income of more than ten years; anyone who has more than five mercenaries; a large family with more than a hundred relatives living in a city...will be classified as a 'meat eater'."

"They must come to our country and investigate the whole thing to determine the guilt!"

The conditions for Al's withdrawal were simple:

He wants to wipe out all the elites and upper classes of Tyrell.

For a very good reason:

Punish war criminals.

This logic sounds reasonable at first, but it is actually very far-fetched:

You used to have a high position, your family was rich, you were a vested interest, and the war brought you a lot of benefits—then you supported the war, a war criminal! Immediately escort him to the Ministry of Internal Affairs!

It's very rogue, because there are also wealthy people who may oppose the war, such as traders, the outbreak of war will affect their business; there are also civilians who have nothing and hope that the war will make them successful...

But Al didn't care.

He just made up an excuse to slaughter the Tirells. He was the victor, and his legion occupied all the fortresses and cities in Tirell's territory, except for Tobaro. The flag of the double-headed eagle was originally planted in Miragliano, and now it has been planted on the other side of the Principality of Sartosa.

As long as his army exists in the millions of square kilometers of land in the South, he will be invincible. As long as the people of the United Kingdom continue to support him, he will be unbeatable.

Al can do whatever he wants!

He said that because he saw a Tyrell step out of the door with his right foot first, he wanted them to cede land and pay compensation. The envoy sent by Tobaro could only smile and said that he could make a law in the future that people must step out of the door with their left foot first.

"This, this is impossible! I want to see His Majesty!"

Although the sky in Remas was cloudless today, the messenger still seemed to hear bolts of lightning falling from the sky.

Tobaro's envoy shouted in a panic. According to this standard, he himself definitely belonged to the ranks of "war criminals". And just by thinking about Tobaro's situation analysis, he immediately concluded that if a ceasefire was reached according to this condition, the entire population of Tyrell would probably be reduced by one tenth, and they would all be the wealthy elite group - they would all have to be dragged to the neighboring countries to stand trial one by one!

The envoy who lost his composure was quickly pulled back by his own people, and was replaced by several others whose mentality had not yet collapsed. But in fact, anyone with a discerning eye knew that the Tobaro delegation would never agree to this condition - even if they agreed now, they would still stage another coup in the principality after returning and tear up the negotiation agreement.

Al did not show up, because at this point, it didn't matter to him whether to negotiate or not.

He had already obtained everything he wanted on the battlefield, the only remaining thing was Tobaro, which was a little difficult to deal with.

If he wanted to fight, he could spend some time, or even just rely on blockade, to trap the Tobaro people who did not produce any food to death.

In the past, the Tobaro people relied heavily on external trade for their food. This was because of the frequent conflicts within Tyrell, the unstable food supply, and the situations where some city-states wanted to use this lifeline as a threat to gain more benefits. Therefore, a major source of food for the Tobaro people at that time was from the neighboring country of Estalia.

As long as there is no war between the two countries, this channel will be very stable. Margarita is the only dominant city-state in the south of Estalia, and there will not be frequent conflicts between city-states like in Tyrell.

But Al cherished his soldiers and didn't want to waste any more energy. Besides, the battle had already reached this point and the Tobaro people could not hold on any longer.

And Ai'er was willing to make some minor concessions in exchange for the "legitimate" status of taking over Tyrell.

I didn't take this by force. It was a legal and compliant merger of the South after formal negotiations between Tyrell and the United Kingdom, with the two countries sharing the same sovereignty!

Don't accuse me of annexation by force!

Chapter 82: Two States as One, the South Unified

"Our country's name has been changed to 'United Kingdom'. This union means that different forces, different races, multiple factions, or even multiple countries have united, united, inseparable, and formed a powerful national entity!"

"I think Tyrell can definitely join our family, right?"

"The most important point of the United Kingdom is inclusiveness. 'Equality, unity and harmony among all races' is my basic national policy. I will stick to it for 10,000 years and will never waver until the end!"

"The Tyrells can rest assured about this. Under my rule, all old grudges and hatred will be eliminated. There will never be a situation where the Estalia discriminate against the Tyrells or that the Beastmen and Humans are hostile to each other."

"As long as the two countries form a southern alliance and follow the basic system of one government, one leader and one path, then everything else can be discussed. There is nothing that cannot be discussed."

"Issues such as war reparations and punishment of war criminals are for the enemy. If Tyrell and the United Kingdom form a new alliance, then we are compatriots and brothers. There is no need to mention these things. Unity is more important than anything else."

"Faith, system, everything from the past can still be preserved, but this must be done under the condition that we unite under one flag, and you can still call yourselves proud 'Tyrell' people."

"But these things must be resolved today! Don't say that the Tobaro people sent you here without even considering these things. If you still want to 'ask' for the opinions of the country, then let my fleet send you back together and ask the Tobaro people what they think."

"All of the above matters, but some are allowed or not..." Al was halfway through his words, and the high-spirited look under the mask suddenly froze.

He cursed inwardly and slapped himself in the face.

"I have been merciful enough, Tyrell!"

"Two roads, no matter which one you choose, I can guarantee that I am not here to destroy, I am here for a brighter future for everyone."

He issued an ultimatum.

"I can give you another favor: Ten years later, the Tyrells can choose whether to remain in the Union through a referendum. If 60% of the people vote to leave, I can promise that I will withdraw all the Union troops within a year and return an independent, complete and prosperous Tyrell to you."

After Al finished speaking, the scene fell into silence.

Seeing the Tobaro-Tyrell delegation in silence, Al was very patient. He walked down the platform, returned to his seat, picked up a book and started reading.

For a moment, the only sounds in the conference hall were breathing and the rustling of pages.

After a while of eye contact, the beautiful princess who had been widowed for many years and was pushed to the stage this time because of her beauty stood up. Her slender figure made her breasts tremble when she walked. Even Al, who was reading a book, distracted his attention briefly and looked over there for a moment.

"If you are as great and kind as your people say you are..."

She removed the tiara from her hair and held it in her hands.

The former Estalia people present immediately straightened their chests, and the fire in their eyes burned even more fiercely.

all of these!

Thousands of years of confrontation ended today at the hands of a great monarch!

"Please let us wait and see in ten years."

She leaned down, knelt on one knee, and presented the crown to Al.

Perhaps the Tobaro people pushed her out simply to use her beauty to try to please the conquerors, but women also have their own dignity and personality.

She didn't mind giving her body, and perhaps it would be better for her to say some flattering words at this time, but she was also a pragmatic and proud daughter of Tobaro.

Behind her, the Tyrell envoys came forward and knelt, expressing their submission to the victor who had become the common ruler of the two countries.

All this was seen by the representatives of the various principalities who were allowed to observe but had no right to speak in the negotiations.

A former prince who was only allowed to change out of women's clothes and put on traditional Tyrell youth noble clothing until today looked at this scene with fire in his eyes.

His ambitions, his dreams, everything about him and the Visconti family...

It was easily achieved by the victor who defeated him!

Isabella took her husband's hand and exerted a little force, signaling Rodrigo not to lose his composure.

There were many people wearing blue armbands in the crowd who were constantly monitoring the entire venue, and some eyes were hidden in the darkness.

When everything is settled, joy and praise come together.

The Estalia people in the field excitedly sang the second national anthem of the United Kingdom, "God Save King Aiel", also known as "Long Live Aiel". Because of its solemn and magnificent melody and very catchy, almost every citizen of the United Kingdom can sing a few paragraphs:

"Gods bless Al!"

"May he live forever!"

"God save my king~"

"Always win, always be glorious!"

"Believe in the people's expectations and be happy!"

"Governing the country, Wang Yunchang!"

"..."

"Extend the divine power, spread the sky net, protect the country, make the people happy, and enjoy peace and health!"

"Destroy the enemy bandits, wipe them all out, break the conspiracy, destroy the traitors, and wipe them out!"

"God bless my king and grant him long-lasting grace!"

"All the people sing with one heart!"

"Gods above! Al above~~~!!!"

Although there was no prior rehearsal, the harmonious singing of hundreds of people in this bowl-shaped Senate House made it grand and sacred.

Some Tyrell nobles who were not Estalia would be very tactful in this situation. Even if they did not know the tune, they would open and close their mouths, pretending to sing the hymn together.

El put down the book, walked up to the podium, came in front of the princess who expressed her submission, took off his mask with one hand, and took the crown in her hand with the other.

He gently placed the crown back on top of her hair.

The princess raised her head with a puzzled look on her face, and what she saw was a face as handsome as a god.

"you....."

In her excitement, she forgot to use honorifics.

Legend has it that the neighboring king, Al, who was adopted by wild beasts since childhood, was very beautiful. However, in order to hide his appearance from his fellow "kindred members", his adoptive mother made him wear a mask when he appeared in public. Over time, this legendary "wise king" Al developed the habit of wearing a mask all day long.

Another theory is that after becoming the leader of the tribe, Al was so handsome that his enemies could not stand in awe of him when fighting other tribes. Internally, many people, both men and women, came to court and harass him every day, so Al began to wear a mask to block interference from the outside world.

As for why Al was born so beautiful, we have to mention another "legend".

It is said that this lord of the tribe and kingdom had no father and was born of a mysterious goddess...

In the past, when these rumors reached Tyrell, people only regarded them as rumors and anecdotes, and treated them as fun. Some people despised them, thinking that the Estalia were flattering their king; some people believed them, thinking that the king must be as beautiful as a god. The number of people who held this idea increased rapidly after the Grand Master's nephew Alessandro made a rude move on a solemn occasion of paying homage to the king of a neighboring country, which led to a series of subsequent events.

People were extremely curious about what kind of stunning beauty could make an outstanding man from a top family, the Grand Master's closest nephew, and a diplomat who was in the upper class of Tyrell so out of control that he made such a desperate courtship and even became the key figure in the fuse of the subsequent war between the two countries?

And now, the princess saw that face with her own eyes.

At that moment, she was convinced that even the most exaggerated rumor about the "Son of the Goddess" was not false at all!

This is indeed a charm that no mortal can match!

The princess used great willpower to force herself to lower her head in order not to lose her composure.

"His Majesty."

She called out the title sincerely, but in her heart she couldn't help but keep thinking about some of her speculations about this trip.

The blurred outlines in the picture, the possible brutality and abuse, once the target becomes the young monarch in front of him, it seems that...

"Can you sing?"

Al asked her.

The princess lowered her head in surprise, then quickly replied:

"I know some."

She didn't dare look up, for fear of losing control.