January 21st, Friedrich's Kingdom, Berlin suburbs, Potsdam, Forget Palace.
Katcha!
With the crisp sound of scissors, the cigar butt fell onto the silver plate, revealing the tobacco inside.
Otto von Bismarck, the Prime Minister of the Kingdom, struck a match, lit a cigar, picked up the battle report in front of him, looked through the misty smoke, and read the black ink on it.
After a while, he put down the battle report and sighed quietly: "The raid plan failed..."
King William V, who was sitting opposite him, had anger on his face and said sternly: "We have lost the opportunity. Now that the Romanov Kingdom is on guard, this war should have been won! Our army attracted Romanov The attention of the Kingdom of Novos, but the Kingdom of Sardinia, which was supposed to go behind enemy lines and launch a surprise attack, actually got lost!
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"Your Majesty, I have told you a long time ago that the Kingdom of Sardinia is unreliable. They have lost their former glory. They indulge in a life of drinking and sex all day long, and are as decadent as Rome back then."
"I wish I had listened to you earlier." William V said angrily: "We should let them attract the enemy's attention and let our troops go deep behind the enemy's rear!"
"It's still too late, Your Majesty, retreat." Bismarck stared into the eyes of the man in front of him and said word by word: "There is still room for mediation. As long as you and I jointly write a letter and send it to Paul I, saying This was a misunderstanding. Our troops were sent to support them. In this way, no matter what the truth is, at least the Kingdom of Frederick and the Kingdom of Romanov are still friendly countries on the surface, and the damaged relationship can be slowly repaired... ...Don’t continue, otherwise Frederick’s Kingdom will face a situation of being attacked from both sides!”
"We cannot withdraw our troops!"
The third person in the room made a voice. He was wearing a red archbishop's robe. He had gray hair, thin cheeks, and a pair of eyes as sharp as an eagle: "Your Majesty! This is the time when the Romanov Kingdom is at its weakest. If we don't seize it, Opportunity, occupy their land in one go, and when they come to their senses and have a chance to breathe, it will be even more impossible to defeat them in the future!"
"Archbishop Julian, do you know what you are talking about?"
Bismarck looked coldly at Archbishop Julian in red robes, and said in a deep voice: "We have lost the opportunity in this war, and continuing to fight will only consume national power! Your Majesty has worked hard for so many years, and it is not easy to integrate the surrounding kingdoms , reunification is right in front of us, where is the extra power?”
"The Kingdom of Frederick is different from the Kingdom of Windsor and the Kingdom of Romanov. After the early split, we formed the Confederation of Laine. Emperor Bonaparte wanted to weaken us, and his goal was indeed achieved. The Kingdom of Frederick wanted to rise. We must annex other surrounding grand duchies and complete the unification!”
"At such an important moment, launching a war against the Kingdom of Popon is already the biggest concession, but your Judgment Church still refuses to give up and launches a war against the Kingdom of Romanov. This is not a strategy, but stupidity! Your Majesty wants to unify In the Confederacy, you should support him!”
Archbishop Julian looked at Bismarck, with a dangerous light flashing in his eyes: "Prime Minister Bismarck, please don't forget that the Judgment Church absolutely supports His Majesty. Everything we do is for the Kingdom of Frederick, and you, On the contrary, it’s a bit disloyal.”
"Disloyal? Ha!"
Bismarck laughed loudly, not afraid of the Judgment Cult at all: "Who is disloyal? Who do you want me to be loyal to?"
"Ahem...stop arguing, you are all loyal."
William V interrupted the conversation between the two of them: "I am looking for you to inquire about the next plan."
"Withdraw troops!"
"Can't withdraw!"
"Archbishop Julian, the battle report has made it very clear that Pope Doppler II was injured by a supernatural being. This proves that the Romanov Kingdom has the power to fight against the Judgment Cult! Are you still stubborn?" Bismarck shouted Said: "It is impossible for us to win!"
"We still have the Kingdom of Sardinia!" Archbishop Julian said: "As long as we join forces with them, it will not be difficult to capture Chelyabinsk!"
"So what if you defeat that extraordinary being? As far as I know, that extraordinary being belongs to the Church of Truth, and in addition to the Church of Truth, the Kingdom of Romanov currently also has a Wisdom Religion! We and the Kingdom of Sardinia Join forces, won’t they join forces? Besides, the Kingdom of Sardinia is a bunch of idiots! Do you understand idiots? Just follow you..."
"enough!"
William V slammed the table and said impatiently: "I'm not here to listen to your quarrel! We'll talk about the frontline later. Regarding the defense of Berlin, I just want to know, if the enemy attacks, can they be stopped?"
The two-front battle has consumed the vast majority of Frederick's kingdom's troops. King Berlin is currently the weakest point. William V can't help but worry. If at this moment, the enemy launches a surprise attack on Berlin... what should they do?
"Before His Majesty left, His Majesty the Pope had already deployed strict defensive magic, especially near the Palace of Forgetfulness." Archbishop Julian nodded and said, "So Your Majesty, you don't have to worry about safety issues, I will protect you."
William V nodded: "That's it...then I'll rest assured..."
Card....
There was a shattering sound that only Archbishop Julian could hear. He raised his head suddenly, rushed to the window, and looked at the sky with a shocked expression.
There, a blue barrier emerged from the night, with cracks and countless brilliance scattered, and it was on the verge of collapse.
"Impossible...impossible..."
Archbishop Julian's expression changed slightly, and without saying a word, he turned around, picked up William V, and walked underground without stopping.
"What happened?"
William V also saw the vision outside the window. He vaguely noticed something, but he was not sure.
"The enemy is here, and they have destroyed the magic barrier left by Pope Doppler II. I will take your Majesty to the safe room under the Palace of Forgetfulness..."
"Otto!" William V stopped and stretched out his hand towards Bismarck: "Come to the safe room with me!"
Bismarck held his cigar in his mouth and shook his head slowly: "I won't go, Your Majesty."
"Why?"
"Since the opponent can break through the barrier left by Pope Doppler II, it means that he has the ability to destroy Berlin. This is the enemy's revenge, Your Majesty..." Bismarck sighed: "I hope Archbishop Julian can stop the opponent. Bar."
Under Bismarck's gaze, Archbishop Julian left the office with William V and rushed toward the underground safe room. The maid serving beside him was trembling with fear, and the hand holding the silver plate began to tremble.
"Where is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?" Bismarck suddenly asked.
"In...in the bedroom on the third floor..."
"Call him down and tell him that I will escort him out of Berlin...and prepare him to ascend the throne."
"I know...I know..."
The maid hurried to the door, so nervous that she even forgot to put down the tray. Just as she was about to leave the office, a thick arm suddenly stretched out from the darkness and grabbed her throat.
Several figures walked into the office, led by Jielan and Louise. It did not strangle the maid to death, but asked softly in Windsor: "Where is William V?"
The maid, who did not understand Windsor at all, looked at her with fear, shook her head constantly, and spoke in a language that Jielan did not understand.
Jielan used a slight force on his palm to choke her unconscious, then looked at Bismarck who was sitting on the sofa smoking a cigar: "Where is William V?"
Bismarck looked at it quietly, silent.
"This is the royal palace. William V must live here. According to the priest's instructions, if you are not sure about the identity of the king, arrest all the men and set fire to the Palace of Forgetfulness!"
After giving the instructions, Jielan looked at Bismarck and smiled: "Come with us, sir."
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