My little country

Just when Xiao Yu got the information and people analyzed by the diplomats with the cooperation of the opposing nobles.

At this moment, inside and outside the royal city of the Kingdom of Ferran, as long as it is open space such as squares and parks.

There are bound to be hot-blooded men shouting there, spontaneously propagating the king's war declaration and mobilization order.

Around these speakers, there will surely be a lot of emotional citizens. They applaud the behavior of the speakers. When the speech is exciting, it will make the surrounding citizens also be emotionally mobilized and go crazy with the speaker!

In the largest opera house in the capital, an opera written by a famous artist was just finished.

The content inside it turns over and over again, just four words~ Long live Feilan!

But such operas are extremely affirmed and welcomed.

A large number of middle and lower-level officials and ordinary military officers who entered the arena all stood up and applauded after the show, and the applause lasted for a long time.

The German Knight hid in the corner cautiously, looked at the fanatical crowd, and shook his head slightly.

He knew that as a diplomat of an enemy country, it was a mistake to be invited to watch this opera.

It's a pity that he has to make this mistake. The inviter is the most aggressive king-owner nowadays, and he will be humiliated if he comes. If he doesn't come, there may be unimaginable consequences that no one wants to see.

After these people were gone, the German knight wrapped a black cloak and left quietly.

"Hey, isn't this Demen?" Just as the Demen knight walked out of the threshold, a red-haired middle-aged uncle in knight's plate armor greeted him and gave him a harmless smile.

"Master Domon Knight." The German Knight was startled slightly, and recognized the other person: "Why are you not in the station?"

In the impression of the Demen Knights, this was the commander of a certain guard regiment in the capital, a powerful figure who came from a famous family and held thousands of military power.

"Didn't you want to chat with you?" Uncle Domont came over and glanced at the theater, believing that there was no one inside:

"In the past few days, have you felt the changes in the capital?"

"Of course I feel it." The Durmen knight laughed at himself: "Since your king announced the war, there have been at least three waves outside my embassy every day shouting long live the king, and the guys from the kingdom of Philan want to rush in."

"The citizens of your royal capital are really terrible." The German knight paused and continued: "What did I see on the street? Seeing a group of young men and women, their faces filled with longing for war, they shouted for King, gather under your banner."

"If it hadn't been for the royal capital of the Kingdom of Ferran and surrounded by magnificent stone buildings, I would almost think that I had come to a former barbarian camp."

Uncle Domon nodded slightly, and fear flashed in his eyes: "This is the method of the monster in the palace!"

"Thanks to our aristocratic families, we thought that the ambitions of the royal family were suppressed for decades, and the two sides reached a delicate balance."

"I didn't think, we have been pulled far away by the royal family! The power brought by education has allowed his prestige to penetrate into the people..." Uncle Domont smiled helplessly: "Can you believe it, when the king's order is passed on? My barracks, my men and soldiers for many years, gathered one after another to go to the Arc de Triomphe."

"I, a noble knight who came out of a dignified door, will be waved by a few young civilians."

"Unfortunately, we can't do anything about it. Over the past few decades, he has cultivated civilians who can replace us... He doesn't need us anymore!"

When the German Knight heard this, he couldn't help feeling a panic of fear.

"Those commoners... replaced our role?" The Demen Knight took a few steps and looked out of the theater.

He saw a group of young men and women lining up spontaneously heading to a nearby conscription site for inspection.

They are not soldiers, but they are still orderly, and they are full of vitality and love for the kingdom.

The German knights have no doubt that if necessary, they will give generously for the Feilan Kingdom.

"The nobles at least have a lot of wealth." The German knight whispered.

"Strategic materials and various mines have been mastered." Uncle Domont said, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "His Majesty the King has mastered the warehouses in various places, and he also announced that for the needs of the war, we are required to sell the materials in our hands at market prices. Guarantee output."

"He has enough civil servants to guarantee the execution of his decree. This is something we didn't expect... Hehe, we never thought of leaving the royal capital. His decree is still so unimpeded!"

"The nobles of the Feilan Kingdom have already failed. They only dare to hide and watch your fight."

Said that Uncle Domont looked complicatedly at the flag raised high in the far away conscription.

"Understood? Lord Demen Knight, the enemy you encountered this time... not only as simple as a family, but a real kingdom!"

Speaking of this, Uncle Domont said in a voice that only the German knight in front of him could barely hear:

"As a nobleman, I hate the king. He took my pride and oppressed my family."

"However, personally, I am proud of such a kingdom of Philan, and sincerely want to say to that king, I don't want to work for him, but I am willing to die for the kingdom of Philan."

"So...demen knight, see you on the battlefield!"

With that said, Uncle Domont left.

The German knight sighed and touched the crystal ball that the knight quietly handed to him.

He knew that this was a kindness sent by the knight's family, and there must be a series of confidential information about the Kingdom of Philan!

Obviously, a series of nationwide shaking changes carried out by the Kingdom of Philan made these nobles deeply disturbed and stood on the opposite side of the royal family and the country!

Back at the embassy, ​​the Demen Knights, who had just sent the information through the communicator, found a reply from the Kingdom of Gangdu.

The German Knight opened it, and his body was shocked:

"This is a letter of persuasion from Lord Protector of the Kingdom personally written to Feilan Kingdom!"

"Huh? How could the format of the last sentence of this letter be so strange?"

"Is it the sentence from the hometown of the protector of the kingdom?"

The German knight murmured, shaking the paper in his hand, and slowly saying:

"Don't say it is unpredictable!"

After dozens of minutes...

In the palace of the Feilan Kingdom, a minister also uttered these words clearly:

"Don't say it is unpredictable!"

"It's over? This is the letter of the giant who destroyed the entire main army of our country?" In the room, the general of the sword said: "What a arrogant fellow!"

"He has such arrogant strength." King Roald XIII, who is at the top, waved his hand: "After listening, let it go, and continue to discuss what kind of weapon to make to deal with the giant."

"Futaba Wizarding Academy provided the drawings and materials for the Dragon Crossbow. This can be a try." The minister bowed his head and said: "In addition, the alchemist side, after referring to the alchemy fire paper from the distant empire, there are already samples. ."

"Oh, how powerful is it?" the king asked with interest.

"It's powerful, it's farther than ordinary ballistas, and the flying speed of artillery shells is faster." The minister said:

"It's expensive, heavy, and inaccurate, and the most important thing is that the output of alchemy bomb powder is too small." The minister sighed: "And according to the wizards' estimates, the alchemy artillery will be powerful unless it is enlarged twenty times. It's hard to penetrate the thick skin of that giant."

"But it is so big, not to mention whether we can meet its material requirements, how can we operate it and let it aim at the giant?"