Chapter 439: To Defeat Foreign Aggression, We Must First Stable Internal Affairs (12,000 Yuan)
What a joke.
The current Granville Kingdom is no longer the same as before. The morale of the army is high, and as time goes by, the soldiers are trained day by day, and the quality of the soldiers is constantly improving.
If they want to completely swallow Granville, they will have to mobilize almost all of the power of the Spang Theocracy to succeed.
If the orcs attacked from behind at this time, the Theocracy of Spong would be completely finished.
Barumong had to mobilize a large number of soldiers and station them in the south of the Dulles Mountains. Although the Orc Lord had assembled an army, he had no intention of launching a war from beginning to end, and the two sides could barely maintain peace.
However, no one knows how long this peace can last.
It was obvious that this war was instigated by the Spong Theocracy, but now the Spong Theocracy is obviously in a difficult situation.
To the south, attack Granville, fearing that the orcs will blow them up from behind.
In the north, they defended against orcs and worried about the invasion of Granville.
The worst part was that he arranged for an envoy to go to Granville, hoping that the two countries could sign a peace treaty and mend their relationship. As long as Granville paid 30 million gold coins to the Spong Theocracy every year, the Spong Theocracy would withdraw its troops.
Unexpectedly, the envoy was violently driven back. Queen Dolores not only did not obediently hand over 30 million gold coins, but even deployed another 200,000 troops on the border. It seemed that she wanted to fight to the death with the Spang Theocracy. She was just waiting for the Spang Theocracy to be invaded by the orcs and then launch a sneak attack from behind.
It can be said that the current situation between the three countries of the Orcs, the Spang Theocracy, and Granville is in a very delicate balance. Any disturbance may break the balance. Once the war starts, it is hard to say what will happen to Granville and the Orcs, but the Spang Theocracy will definitely be finished.
When Barumong thought of the current situation of the Theocracy of Spang, he was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood. Damn it, if he had known this would happen, he should not have prepared the plan to attack Granville in the first place, and he should not have assumed during the peace talks that Granville was a bunch of cowards, and that they had plenty of money, so he could take advantage of them. Even if he failed to capture Granville, it would at least make the royal treasury more abundant. As a result, he lost the chance of peace talks in the end.
If it were just that, Barumong wouldn't be so anxious.
In Barumong's eyes, the unrest in the country made him even more uneasy.
After a large number of troops belonging to the royal family were transferred out, there were frequent changes among the domestic nobles.
Although there were many noble private soldiers and clergy of the Church of Nature's Heart who participated in the defense against Granville and the Orc Territory, they were ultimately only a minority.
Seeing the emptiness within the royal family, many great nobles and even the Church of Nature's Heart began to have some small ideas. They seemed to want to imitate what happened three thousand years ago and let the Douglas family suddenly die overnight, and then support a new king.
Can't this group of extremely stupid idiots see the current situation clearly?
If the Spang Theocracy really dared to start a civil war at this time, the Orcs and Granville would be able to skin the Spang Theocracy alive in an instant.
When he thought of this, Barumong's hatred surged, and he subconsciously exerted force with his fingers. With a click, the ceramic teacup in his hand was crushed into powder.
"Why is your majesty so angry?"
At this moment, a slightly hoarse voice with a lazy temperament, in short, the kind of voice that makes people feel very uncomfortable when they hear it, slowly came from the opposite side of Barumong.
Just opposite Barumongge was a man who was about seventy or eighty years old, with white hair and beard, and looked extremely old.
He seemed to be running out of energy. Even his fingers that picked up the teacup were shaking, and the tea in the cup was swaying.
Barumong looked up at the man opposite him, with some pity flashing in his eyes.
His hair was already gray and tangled like a bird's nest covered in bird droppings.
His face was wrinkled and full of grooves, his whole body was skinny, and his ten fingers looked more like tree branches. If he hadn't met him before and had a deep impression of him, Barumong would have doubted whether he could recognize him as the former King of Granville, the 474th Holt.
That’s right, the old man in front of him who looks like he is about to die is Holt.
He has infiltrated the Theocracy of Spang and has become a guest of Barumong.
It is so tragic that a king has fallen into such a state.
Barumong sighed in his heart, and then said: "You have been driven off the throne, so you can naturally have no scruples, but I am still on the throne. Facing the current situation of the Sibang Theocracy, how can I not be worried?"
"To the south is the Granville Army led by your precious daughter Dolores, to the north is the Orc Army led by Bai Lan and Bai Yuan, and inside is the rebellion of the Noble Church. Tell me, what is the way out for the Spang Theocracy?"
"Which wave of enemies should I deal with first in order to resolve the crisis of the Spang Theocracy?"
"You don't want me to start fighting everywhere at the same time, do you? If that's the case, then I'd better not say anything."
Holt 474 didn't care about Barumong's ridicule.
After all, Barumonger was right.
He is indeed very miserable now, but no matter what, he is still the king.
And his throne had long been taken away by the filial daughter Dolores. In this regard, Barumong had every reason to laugh at himself.
He tried to take back the throne himself.
It's a pity that he tried twice. The first time he tried to kill Ron, Dolores' supporter, and then take back the throne, but he failed in the end, and even Ron killed several of his clones.
The second time, after Ron left Granville, he once again prepared to launch a sneak attack to kill the filial daughter, but the Valkyrie Arianna came out.
Ever since he met Patrick, a mysterious man who claimed to be a sage, he had completely mastered the secret of the clone and his strength increased rapidly. He thought that he could definitely kill the filial daughter this time and could still control the Valkyrie even if she came out of seclusion.
In the end, you are the one who is controlled.
The strength of this woman Arianna is so terrifying. I have improved and become stronger, but this woman's improvement is even more exaggerated.
There was no other way. After sacrificing several clones, Holt finally managed to escape from Granville. It was no longer suitable for him to stay there, so he simply ran directly to the Spang Theocracy, trying to use the power of the Spang Theocracy to regain the throne.
But I never expected that Barumong's situation was not that good either.
Holt was very depressed as his recent experiences flashed through his mind, as if his luck had been getting worse day by day since Ron showed up.
Shaking his head, Holt threw away the messy thoughts in his mind, and after considering his words, he slowly spoke: "Your Majesty Barumong, do you know what I have learned after the torture I experienced in Granville?"
"What's the reason?" Barumongge was a little surprised.
He wanted to see what other big words this useless man who had lost his throne could come up with.
Holt stroked his beard, his face full of mystery, like a master: "I understand one truth, that is... before fighting against foreign enemies, we must first stabilize the country."
If Ron were here and heard what Holt said, he would definitely give the general manager some advice.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Barumonger frowned suddenly.
Holt, however, did not care so much and talked freely. After all, Barumong could barely be considered his ally now, and he still needed the help of this idiot to restore the throne. Before that, a little help could be considered an investment.
"The Kingdom of Granville is very rich because of the black oil."
"In the kingdom, due to years of extravagance, the martial spirit has long been lost. The border troops are weak and their combat effectiveness is low. Once the myriad races invade, their iron hooves will surely trample the entire border in the shortest possible time."
"If the dragon clan is still there, then naturally nothing will happen. But if the dragon clan perishes and loses its suppression, then all kinds of hungry wolves will naturally emerge like mushrooms after rain. All neighboring countries will treat Granville as a piece of fat beef and want to take a big bite."
Barumong was a little embarrassed, after all, he was also one of the hungry wolves.
Moreover, he, the hungry wolf, is now in a difficult situation.
"Even my daughter could notice this situation, so how could I, as a father, not notice it?"
Holt was calm and composed, his voice was calm but full of temptation: "I also wanted to reorganize the military to deal with the threats that might appear at any time. However, when I focused on foreign countries, I ignored the problems at home, which gave Dolores, the unfilial daughter, the opportunity to usurp the throne."
"My experience is also applicable to His Majesty Barumong. You have only discovered the threats from the orcs and Granville. However, you must understand that it is not easy for either the orcs or Granville to destroy the Spang Theocracy. Even if they succeed, it will take a very long time. After all, the Spang Theocracy has an astonishing land area. It will take them at least several months, or even a year and a half, to break into the royal city."
"But the nobles and the church in the kingdom can overthrow you from the throne at any time."
"This is why we must first stabilize the country before we can resist foreign aggression. If we are not stable internally, how can we prevent the enemy from entering our country?"
"What's more, if you can suppress the nobles and the church, it means you have two powerful forces in your hands. Wouldn't that increase your capital to fight against the orcs and the Granville Kingdom?"
Damn, that makes a lot of sense.
Barumong's eyes became brighter and brighter as he listened.
This old man Holt is not as strong as me, but when it comes to conspiracy and trickery, I am definitely far inferior to him.
That's right, we must distinguish between the primary and secondary contradictions. The nobles and the church are undoubtedly the main contradictions we are facing now. Even if Granville and the orcs break into the territory of the Spang Church when we are suppressing the nobles and the church, so what? We can just wait until we integrate our forces and fight back.
If we can't fight back, the worst that can happen is we'll have to cede some land, pay some compensation, and make the people suffer a little more.
As long as the throne is not lost and the royal family is still there, everything else is just a minor problem.
Sure enough, meeting Holt this time was definitely the most correct decision he had made in recent times.
Barumong couldn't help but laugh, and his tone became more enthusiastic: "Then, Brother Holt, who do you think we should attack first? The nobles, or the church?"
"Church." Holt made a prompt decision and gave an immediate answer.
Barumong asked, "Why? The power of the church is greater than that of the nobles, right?"
"Your Majesty, you are also aware of the current troubles of the church, right? That guy Ashburn really underestimated him. In order to secure his position as the Holy Son and not be abandoned by the family, this guy actually killed all four of his brothers."
"Now, he is Marcelino's only son. Although he did some very despicable things before, which damaged his reputation and made him lose face, and many clergy in the church believe that Ashburn is no longer qualified to continue to serve as the Son of God, in order to maintain the power and interests of the family, Marcelino had to forcibly suppress all opposition and make arbitrary decisions to protect Ashburn."
"This outrageous behavior has caused dissatisfaction among many clergymen, and many have even raised the banner of rebellion. Aren't you going to help them?"
Barumong's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the smile on his face even became more sinister.
One dares to speak, the other dares to listen.
I have to say, this is simply a perfect match made in heaven.
Chapter 3 (End of this chapter)