Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 459: Intimidative Recommendations

It has been shown that there is some justification for the saying that the wicked also need the wicked to grind. Of course, the Nikantha are not bad people, they can only be considered spicy at best. And the sanity of this thing, which many of us know, is bullying. The more you follow him, the more arrogant he gets. But as soon as you move in anger, you decide to fight with this spit. If you die and I live, then the only person on your knees who can beg for forgiveness is him...

Don't look at these Nikanca envoys opening the river in front of General Bolognick and General Skerry, handing over two plots of land to the theatre of war is more precious than gold. In fact, they themselves knew the performance of the Nikanca armed men during the last war and knew that the dog meat was not to be covered, so they had the intention of giving up two plots of land to keep the theatre from disaster for them.

The reason the lions spoke so loudly in front of the two generals in theatre was because General Bolognick and General Skerry were not on the front line. Even if Claude et al. belittled the Nikantha after the war, it was hearsay. Without seeing it, it is impossible to understand the performance of the Nikantha youthful armies on the battlefield. At most, a discount can be discounted. How can the Nikantha youthful armies behave badly can still be a force in the battlefield...

Another reason is the new type of rifle newly equipped by the two regiments in the Battle Zone of Gatu, the Nikancha envoys, who believe that it would be inexpensive to hand over the two northern coastal mountainous areas and the eastern mountainous areas for nothing to the immediate territorial war zone, at least to get some good stuff back. Had it not been for the sober minds of the older envoys, they might have reported 10,000 new rifles in exchange, rather than a thousand.

As a result, General Albert went on to find these Nikansas envoys and told them that they had rejected the terms they had offered, suspended negotiations and, at the same time, repeated the words of Claude truthfully, abandoned the entire Eastern Mountain Defense Front, withdrew all troops from the zone to the northern coastal mountains, gave the Nikansas envoys a good meal when they returned and enjoyed two or three months of good time before all the Nikansas envoys were astonished.

The Nikanchas were not stupid, they knew exactly what Claude meant, and they started the operation that night. To congratulate Claude on his move, three Nikanca envoys sent Claude a gift to stay in his new home overnight. This is a set of plates made of gold, but the Nekanca casting technique is not too good, and these plates are thick and heavy.

Claude very reluctantly accepted this big box of moving gifts from three Nikans envoys, and then blamed those Nikans for their awkward behavior on the battlefield with an unsolicited face, believing that no unit in the theatre had lost faith in working with the Nikans, so the next war Nikans would have to do much for themselves.

In front of Claude, the three Nikantha envoys showed their good qualities and upbringing, and they accepted Claude's criticism only with promise and in vain. However, the three of them also told Claude about the plight of the Nikans, who could not afford to pay the cost of not being strong enough to affect the survival of the various Nikan communities and who had paid nearly 60,000 young nikans in World War I.

Claude kicked the big box filled with tight bowls of gold: “I suppose General Bolognick has one, too? Perhaps there should be more..."

Three Nikancha envoys were silent.

Claude laughed, “I get it, you guys go home. When I receive as many gifts as General Bolognick, I will come up with an idea for you Nikanchas to avoid the next war. ”

“But he is the supreme commander of the war zone.” A Nikancha envoy complained.

Claude shook his head: "He is acting as the commander in chief of the war zone, and I am in charge of this colonial war, and it is up to me to fight. ”

The three Nikantha envoys then sent Claude a large box of gold dishes the following evening.

Claude expressed great appreciation for the intellectuality of these Nikanca envoys, who smiled at the three Nikanca envoys and said, "In fact, the purpose of your delivery of the two northern coastal and eastern mountain areas to the theatre is clear to everyone. Aren't you trying to get the theatre to guard the two sites for you so you can avoid the Hicks?

But the question is, why are we guarding these two sites for you in our immediate battlefield against the Hicks? What good is it that we want these two birds not to shit on the hills, that we deploy troops to guard your gates so that you can live in peace and happiness in the former Hicks kingdom's inland colonies? Are we insane? ”

“Well, there's a gold mine on those two plots, two silver mines...” argued an old Nikantha envoy with a long beard and a knot.

“Oh, that's a small gold mine and two small silver mines!” Claude stared at three Nikanca envoys and said, "For the peace of your Nikanca, our troops went to fight the lives and deaths of more than 400,000 men and women of the seven Hicks Standing Army, for these three small gold and silver mines? Gentlemen, I wonder if you Nikansas misunderstood something, or if this is the price you Nikansas offered us for the precious lives of our warriors? ”

Claude shook his head with regret: "Gentlemen, I have always been of the greatest kindness to you Nikanchas, and unfortunately you have always disappointed me, both on the battlefield and elsewhere. With all due respect, if I wanted your gold and silver mine, I could have occupied the Hicks' hinterland colony, which has nearly sixty gold and silver mineral resources. But I did not hesitate to give it to you, even the loot I had seized, and I gave it to you a third.

I said I would do it, so that you Nikancas, big and small, could leave the mountains and regain your place of peace and happiness. But in exchange for what I did, you Nikanchas betrayed me, don't tell me you didn't, your youthful armies on the battlefield don't listen to the commands themselves, they even hit the idea of our new rifle, we all know why we lost so much material on the logistics transport supply route...

As the front-line commander of the next war, my men have jointly written asking me to abandon the Eastern Mountain Defense Front and destroy your Nikan country with the help of the Hicks, by using you as bait to catch this big Hicks fish. When the Hicks have penetrated the territory of your Nikantha nation, close the door and beat the dogs, cut off their food supply and destroy them in your territory.

In this way, our battlefield will destroy both the Hicks and gain access to your Nikantha territory. By then, let's not say three small gold and silver mines. After you Nikantha nations are gone, all the gold and silver mineral resources in the territory will belong to our war zone. And we're going to have three or four more direct jurisdictions in the war zone, which is a lot bigger than the two small mountain areas you're going to deliver to us. So, gentlemen, if you were me, what would you choose? ”

The three Nikantha envoys were soiled, all frightened by what Claude had said. The old Nikantha envoy with the mustache knot braced himself: “I, my country, have, five million people, you, your war zone want, want to occupy our country, my land, we Nikantha people, young and old, will fight you, fight you all..."

“No, no, no, gentlemen, don't get me wrong.” Claude waved with a smile: “It's not your turn to fight our war zone, because you have to fight the Hicks first. As for what the Hicks would do, let me just imagine, killing all the old and weak women and children, arresting young and strong men and women as slaves, just in case you have so many gold and silver mineral resources on your territory, they will throw all the young and strong men and women they capture into the mine pit to dig gold and silver...

And our battlefield will wait until they occupy almost all the territory of your Nikantha nation, to surround them from behind, cut off their food routes, put the more than 400,000 Hicks in your country's territory, defeat them, and avenge your Nikantha hatred. Then you will be able to meditate, and we will not let go of these Hicks who slaughtered your colony... "

A Nikantha envoy knelt directly in front of Claude and held Claude's foot in mourning: “General, General, you said yesterday that there are ways to avoid this war in our Nikantha nation...”

Claude pushed twice and didn't pull it off. The Nikanca envoy was holding it too tight.

“I have a way, you, you let go, get up!” Claude reached out and pulled this Nikantha envoy off the ground.

“I can tell you this, perhaps it's the only way to save your Nikancha country. But if you can do it, it depends on what you choose.” The three Nikancha envoys have been frightened enough that it is time to dagger.

Claude turned to the map of the Nikantha nation on the table and took a charcoal pen: "You were going to hand over the northern coastal mountains and the eastern mountains to our theatre, hoping to use those two plots of land to keep your theatre troops from the Hicks attack. But it seems to me that you Nikancas are so small, nobody cares about these two plots. Like fishing, big hooks, you put a little bait, you don't even cover the hooks. Do you think there's any more hooks?

Everyone knows what you Nikankas are going to do, but you're going to pay this price. Who's going to help you fight the Hicks' seven standing legions with more than 400,000 troops? Even the lion opens his mouth and asks the war zone to give you a thousand new rifles in exchange. Did you know that you cautiously pissed off the staff officers in the two regiments, who had published a joint book proposing a plan to use the Hicks to destroy your Nikancha country so that we could sit next to the theatre and wait for the results to be divided before marching out for profit?

Although I am the Commander-in-Chief of the Front Line, even General Bolognick, acting as Chief Commander of the theatre, cannot ignore the collective voice of these staff officers and senior legions below. I cannot compel my generals to work for these two small plots, and any sober man knows which option is best for him. So, if you Nikancas want our battlefield troops to help you against the Hicks, you have to pay a great price. Have you ever heard a word? The bravest people will only be brought in by the best bounty... ”

The old Nikantha envoy with the knot on his beard shivered and replied, "General, let's get this straight. How much do we have to pay to avoid this war? ”

Claude picked up the pen and drew a straight line on the map. If the Nikanchas were willing to hand over the two sites to the theatre, it would be like two rectangular blocks on a map, connected only by a diamond angle. So Claude has included both of these rectangles, making them a very fat, lying Arabic numeral of seven words, while levelling the inland borders of the Port Vibator colony.

“You will have to hand over all the land in front of us to our battlefield so that General Bolognick and I can convince our staff and army officers. Because such a large territory means that our steadfastness is a credit to the kingdom for pioneering the land. Gentlemen will fight with the blood of the Hicks in order not to lose an inch of their land. Peace and tranquillity will be enjoyed in your Nikantha nation before all the troops in our theatre have been sacrificed..."

Claude dotted the map section.

This time, the faces of the three Nikancha envoys began to turn white, as Claude's line was almost twice the size of the two sites that the Nikanchas were willing to hand over to the theatre of operations, especially since the map contained many gold and silver mines.

“General, is this too big an area?” The old Nikantha envoy, with his mustache knotted, pointed surprisedly at the map and said.

“Not big, not big at all.” Claude shook his head: "You Nikancas are too small in sight. How can you compare this area to a large part of your hinterland? It's like a gold and silver mine, fourteen in all, mostly small minerals, with only one medium gold mine and one medium silver mine. Compared to more than 60 gold and silver mines in your hinterland territories, which contain more than five or six large and medium-sized mineral resources, this should be a marginal area of resources.

But it is only with this size that we can convince the staff and officers of the forces in the theatre to resist the next attack launched by the Hicks willingly. By the way, in addition to this territory, I'd like you to offer some money to reward the men and women who fought in the war.

As I said, only a generous bounty will give the generals courage. Otherwise, I would deploy them to positions on the front line, and they might have little resolve to resist the Hicks if they wanted to go to war for you Nikanchas. Once morale is gone, as you Nikancha youthful armies know only to escape, the result is just as bad for you.

So, I need you to pay me a little money as a reward, and I don't need a lot, two million kroner is enough. With this money and that territory, I can assure you, on behalf of the war zone, that all Hicks will be blocked from the defensive front of the mountains and will never be allowed to invade an inch of your Nikancha country. ”

The small meeting room was quiet, with only those three Nikanca envoys breathing heavier and heavier. No one expected Claude to make such a condition, not only for the land, but also for the money, which was not a small sum, but two million gold kroner. You have 100,000 men in two regiments in one war zone. Do you want 20 gold kroner each...

“General, General, can you do less?” A Nikancha envoy asked in a hoarse tone.

“Less?” Claude asks surprisingly, "Which one do you mean? Site or bounty? ”

“Du, less...”

“It's not bargaining.” Claude sighed, "Gentlemen, if it wasn't for your sincerity and the gift of this case, I wouldn't have done anything so painful. In fact, it would be a little more troublesome for me if you followed my advice. Because I'm going to convince my men to watch them fight on the front line. I also have a headache when I think of the Hicks' 400,000 + troops.

You better think of my words as a breeze, don't worry about it, eat more when you get back, if you want to have fun, go have fun. It's only a couple of months away, so why don't you enjoy yourself and reunite with your family for a while? That way you'll be comfortable, and I'll save you time. For the sake of all of us, I promise I will avenge you in the future.

It's not too late, go back and think about it. Take this map with you. Tell them I painted this randomly, but this is the bottom line of the war zone, and nobody bargained with you. Personally, I think you should listen to me and go back and enjoy yourselves. If you don't want to live with the colony, you can bring your family to the war zone. I can send you and your family to the colonies of those countries on the West Coast, where there are many of you... "