Chapter 731 Partition Plot
Looking at the Milan sword produced in Lombardy in Art’s hand, Balian was immediately attracted by this treasure.
Taking the long sword from Ater's hand, Balian caressed the sword gently, his eyes moving back and forth on the sword, unable to put it down. The hollow pattern carved on the scabbard is exquisitely made of sterling silver. The edge of the scabbard is rimmed with gold and has a dazzling luster. The red gemstone inlaid in the middle gives the sharp blade a bit more elegance.
As the leading count of the Lombard court, and with his accumulated military exploits over the years, Teerman was naturally worthy of this sword. It is said that when Terman was awarded the title of Count of the Lombard Palace, Duke Witote specially ordered the palace swordsmith to tailor it for him. It was once a good story at the time.
Unfortunately, during the Battle of Sorenberg, Telman was captured and became a prisoner of Art. The sword that had been with him for many years was given to Art by the cavalry company commander Lusignan, but for this the cavalry company commander also paid the price of a finger.
Wow!
Balian pulled out half of his sword, and a sharp cold light flashed across his eyes.
"What a good sword!" Balian did not hesitate to praise the long sword in his hand.
At the side, silently watching Balian's every move, Art inadvertently raised the corners of his mouth slightly. In his opinion, his plan was already half successful.
"Come, let's continue drinking and eating meat!" Art once again invited Balian to sit down at the banquet. The military nobles from Provence and the officers of all levels of the Welsh Legion were having a heated fight. One glass of wine followed another, and the laughter continued.
Balian also drank happily in Art's toasts again and again, and drank to his heart's content.
As a result, late at night, except for a few senior officers of the Welsh Regiment on duty who were still sober, the other attendees of the banquet were already drunk.
After Baron Bob, the secretary of the Chinese Army, arranged for his subordinates to send Balian and others back to the guest room, the banquet that started at dark finally came to an end.
In the early morning of the next day, when the sun rose over the spire of Wellsburg Church, Art opened his eyes in a daze, but a severe headache soon made him fall asleep again.
Dong dong dong—.
At noon, it was not until the sound of Ron knocking on the door was heard outside the bedroom that Art opened his hazy sleepy eyes again.
"Who is it?" Art shouted toward the door.
"Master! Ron responded outside the door.
"Wait outside!" Art's tone was a little unkind. Then he stood up in a daze, put on the coarse linen clothes placed beside the bed, wrapped himself in the velvet sleepwear and hurried out the door.
"What's the matter?" Art half-squinted his eyes and couldn't help but yawned.
Ron glanced around, leaned into Art's ear and whispered softly: "Master, Spencer and the others are here~"
"Spencer?" Art suddenly fell asleep and asked, "Where are the things?"
h "They were all brought to a tightly guarded warehouse and stored. In order to ensure nothing goes wrong, Brother Otto specially arranged a flag team to guard them strictly.
Matt nodded slightly and said, "How many things are there?"
"It's enough to fill ten carriages!" Ron's words showed some excitement that could not be concealed. It seems like the scene that blew up the Lombards happened just yesterday.
After hearing this number, Art couldn't help but feel shocked. In just over a month, the Valley Arms Workshop produced more bombs than all previous production combined. In addition to being pleasantly surprised, this also made him full of confidence for the next war.
"Tell Bob to make arrangements with Spencer to hand over important tasks as soon as possible."
"Yes, sir."
"Wait!" Art stopped Ron, who had turned around. Asked: "Has Earl Balian sobered up?"
"Not yet."
At rubbed his fingers that were slightly cold, and whispered to Ron: "Pass this order, everyone is prohibited from discussing the matter of bombs destroying the city. Especially in front of the Provençal people. Anyone who violates the order will be punished by military law! "
"I understand, sir."
"Go!"
Ron left quickly and ran towards the direction of the Chinese army's command camp.
At this time, Art had already lost all sleep, and his mind had already begun to plan the next southern expedition·
.—·Southern Expedition?”
"Yes, continue the southern expedition!"
In the barracks of the Ministry of Heavy Industry near the south city gate, when Spencer, the former minister of the Ministry of Heavy Industry, heard the word "Southern Expedition", his eyes were as big as copper balls.
"Although your Excellency has not formally proposed the plan for the Southern Expedition at the military meeting, it is something that everyone in the legion knows." Bangeda, the deputy commander of the company who was leaning against the corner, said in a relaxed tone, as if the Southern Expedition was no longer a secret.
In the barracks, except for Hans who was not present because he was out of the city for defense, the other company captains, after hearing the news that Spencer returned to serve in the legion, ran towards the camp of the Radiation Division to visit this old man who saved his life in the battle in the mining field.
As the first group of high-ranking officers in the legion to follow Ye Te, several of them established a deep friendship during several battles. After hearing the news that Spencer had returned to the army and resumed his duties, Colin and others arranged wine and food early, intending to catch up with this friend who survived the catastrophe.
"Pet, let me say, man, it's only been more than a month, and you can actually move freely, it's unbelievable!" Weitz couldn't help but stepped forward and circled around Spencer, looked at the man, and patted Spencer's arm from time to time.
"Hehehehe, it's strange to say that after drinking the chicken soup that Farnaz made for me every day, plus two meals of meat, my body is getting stronger day by day." Spencer's eyes flashed with light, and then sighed: "To be honest, at the beginning, I was really afraid that I would never be able to stand up. If it weren't for the care of Farnaz and the valley doctors day after day, I'm afraid I would be too early now. He has become a useless person~"
Spencer lowered his head after saying that, and there was a soreness in his nose.
Colin, who was standing aside, put his hand on Spencer's shoulder and comforted: "Okay, old man, at least you made it through. Adults often say that if you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later. You kid, just wait!"
Everyone in the room laughed heartily, sweeping away the depressing atmosphere just a moment ago.
「What are you waiting for?」
At this time, Art's voice came from outside the house.
"Sir!" Several people shouted in unison.
Spencer wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, turned around with his support on the table, and looked at Art, his body trembling slightly.
Ate stepped into the room, looking at the sallow and thin former minister, he sighed softly and had mixed feelings.
"How is your recovery going?" Art asked with concern,
Spencer patted his thigh, twisted his relatively flexible ankle, and said excitedly: "Sir, please rest assured, wherever the legion goes, I can bring the radiance department and supplies!"
Seeing Spencer's confident look, Art breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "The reason for the rush to transfer you back is very simple. We will go south again soon, and I am short of people here. As the front line lengthens, the logistics of the legion becomes more and more important. You are the minister of the radiation department, and you are relatively good at these things. In addition, my secretary of the Chinese Army has another appointment. I can no longer help you look after the big mess in the heavy department~"
"Sir, please don't worry, I~"
"Okay!" Art interrupted Spencer, "It's still the same bad habit as before~"
Spencer touched the back of his head and smiled, "Hehehehe~ Sir, you were just kidding."
"Without further ado, let's take the time to familiarize ourselves with the current situation of the Ministry of Heavy Industry. In addition, remember to thank the secretary of the Central Army,
He is worried about your radiation department! "After Art said that, he turned and walked out the door. Spencer caught up with him and shouted excitedly: "Don't worry, sir, Spencer will live up to your expectations!"
"Let's go too, old man, the brothers have specially prepared it for you. A table of good wine and good food~" Colin stepped forward, and after saying that, he dragged Spencer to the best tavern in the castle. While some senior officers of the legion were busy exchanging glasses with Spencer, Art was already waiting for the arrival of Earl Balian in the office.
After a night of hangover yesterday, Balian did not get up unsteadily until noon. After eating the hangover meal specially prepared by Art, Balian "visited" Yite's family fortress accompanied by a special person.
When Art told Ron to go and invite him to the official room for a chat, Balian had just come down from the north city gate. Then, led by Ron, he walked step by step towards the inner fort. In the office, Art sat alone in front of the oak table. On the table was a map of the entire Lombardy area, which Tuba discovered when he occupied the treasure house.
Different from the topographic map of Lombardy in the command camp of the Wells Army, this map not only recorded the topography of various parts of Lombardy in detail, but also clearly marked the distribution and troop allocation of various towns and fortresses. The moment he got this map, Art felt like he had found a treasure.
According to the account of the captured Lombard noble officer, this was exactly the map that Terman brought from the palace. But the Count of the Lombardy Court would never have imagined that not only would he become a prisoner, but he would also give away the distribution of military power in various parts of the Southern Continent to the enemy. If the Duke of Lombardy learns of this news, I am afraid that the Terman family will not be able to escape the fate of annihilation.
Att's left hand kept moving back and forth on the map where the county fortress was marked, silently reciting the number of Lombard garrison records recorded on the side.
Finally, he was surprised to find that if the information recorded on the map was true, the number of troops currently available to the Lombard court was less than six thousand. And this also includes peasants, soldiers, noble lords and domestic servants in the hands of squires everywhere.
"Six thousand people - far less than the number of the Welsh Army and Provence." Art said silently in his heart. "If this is true,
I'm afraid Lombardy will be carved up by us within two months~" Thinking of this, Art couldn't help laughing.
At this time, what was placed in front of him was no longer an ordinary military terrain map, but the fastest plot to carve up the territory of Lombardy—