I Will Be The Crowned King Chapter 372

Latest website: Without any deliberation at all, Ludwig already had the answer in his heart:

It must have been Anson Bach!

Use public opinion and influence to isolate, delay, manipulate opponents, and at the same time unite as much as possible to create a goal or slogan that is visible to the naked eye to change the attitude of a neutral or a third party... This is how he won the entire land in only half a year, and finally all The routine of the Imperial Expeditionary Army was wiped out, but this time it was just that the opponents were replaced by the Church of Order and the Empire.

Although I don't know why they are separated by a turbulent sea, this renegade **** can still have a way to influence the public opinion in Beigang; but since he was able to be a man in the vast land, he has made his reputation in Clovis City. There is no difficulty. ,

Ludwig, who gritted his teeth in his heart, focused his gaze on William Cecil's face in front of him.

If you want to talk about the most influential giants in Beigang, if the Cecil family is humbled to be the second, probably no one dares to be the first; not to mention I heard that the Cecil family has always cooperated with Ansen in population trade and introduction. Investing has helped him a lot.

So these public opinions that are obviously biased towards the colonies, are they deliberately released by the Cecil family?

This idea lingered in Ludwig's mind for less than a second, before he was completely dismissed by himself.

Not to mention that if it was true, William would never be as shocked as he is now. Their Cecil family has already been listed on the church's suspicion list because of their cooperation with the August Arms Factory. Jumping horizontally, don't you worry about the whole family being tied to the stake?

And without the help of the Cecil family, who would be spreading these "fake news" for him in an attempt to delay the attack of the Mujahideen?

Anyway, no matter who it is, Ludwig Franz has already determined that this is a part of Ansen Bach's vicious plan to thwart the conspiracy of the Holy See and Order World to expand its power into the New World.

At this time, An Sen, who was far away in Beluga Harbor, would have shouted injustice if he knew what his former boss was thinking. The destruction of public opinion was indeed his idea, but it was only an idea. easily interfered?

What's more, there is no time at all... After completing the delivery of the first part of the raw materials, the Kingdom of Nakhir, which has obviously tasted the sweetness, immediately requested to expand the trading volume, especially the types of trade goods; more livestock, more wood , Even the half-finished shipyard in Sail City has received huge orders from the royal family.

After all, the Nakhir royal family has just wiped out the rebels in the capital, and then they will launch a counter-offensive sweeping the country, and even beware of military interference from neighboring countries; the city needs to be rebuilt, the army needs to be expanded, the lost materials need to be replenished, and the fleet needs to Maintenance... These all require a steady stream of raw materials, making the machines in the factory fly, and workers working hard to achieve it.

In response to the target pain points of major customers, Anson Bach gave instructions to the members at the Supreme Conference, not only to open up a new track, but also to find a starting point, grasp key nodes, open closed channels, and create a stable and positive, more and more The better the positive cycle.

In short, as long as Nakhir and the entire North Sea Three Kingdoms are willing to give out real money, whatever they want, the Free Confederation will give it; and to reduce the loss of intermediate links as much as possible, each franchise member shall not levy additional tariffs and intermediary taxes, driving down costs to ensure the ultimate profit.

Because only New World companies can mobilize human and material resources within the Confederacy, the so-called tax reduction is to reduce taxes for New World companies, and even certain concessions must be given - land acquisition, recruitment, building buildings, all need the parliaments of the colonies Give subsidies.

If it is a normal situation, of course it is impossible, but now the thirteen colonies have to count on this trade with the three North Sea countries, even if they are reluctant, they can only agree.

At the same time, as representatives of the "matching bridge" with the three North Sea countries, the status of the five eastern colonies in the Confederacy has also been improved a little; Trade and the entire Free Confederation were tied to the same chariot.

In addition, in order to improve efficiency, Anson "suggested" that the Supreme Council should also be reorganized, as he did with the Beluga Port Council of Five Hundred People, and set up a "committee" dedicated to various affairs to coordinate and manage, while the thirteen colonial speakers formed the council. The "Council" is only responsible for proposing proposals and the highest decision-making, and no longer undertakes the performance of actual work.

The result of this reform is that the "Supreme Conference" that may not be held for half a year at first has become more and more frequent, even once a day at most; Speakers and representatives, who were expected to return to their respective colonies in early March, found themselves completely out of touch. Don't leave, as if there are countless jobs waiting for them to solve and deal with.

Regarding the problems of "no rest" and "difficulty returning home" for many delegates and speakers who have been working for a long time, Anson, who is helpful, put forward a brand-new proposal, which is to reduce the scale of decision-making again.

In short, although there is a lot of work, not everything requires everyone to participate in decision-making, let alone the representatives of the entire Confederacy to vote together; everyone can entrust representatives to set up a small-scale, but still perfect function. Supreme Council.

Of course, because of the current trade with the three countries of the North Sea, the Supreme Council cannot be easily transferred. As the Governor of Ice Dragon Fjord, An Sen will not rest. He will definitely stay in the Council and dedicate all his time and energy to the Confederacy.

So after some discussions, only Louis Bernard, the chairman of the decision-making council, Paulina Frey, the speaker of Slave Harbor, the speaker of Long Lake Town, and Anson Bach were left in the Supreme Council. A total of five people... The rest of the Speakers left Beluga Harbour after arranging representatives, and the size of the entire Supreme Council was suddenly reduced by two-thirds.

"...In this way, it not only improves efficiency, but also further concentrates and integrates the human and material resources of the Free Confederation, and is fully prepared for the upcoming war."

In the parliament hall, An Sen introduced proudly: "Whether it is the various committees or the logistics system established in the entire trade activity, mature and perfected, can become a fast lane connecting various colonies during the war; since they can carry ore Coal, that can carry food, ordnance and soldiers, and complete the dispatch covering the entire Free Confederation with the fastest speed."

"So to a certain extent, this is a rehearsal of the war, and it is also a thorough investigation of the strength of the entire Free Confederation; the area of ​​​​arable land, the number of people, the distribution of roads, the location of cities, mountains and rivers, youth labor The proportion of... all will become a piece of data on the statistical table; and these data will greatly reduce the difficulty of governing the entire Free Confederation!"

"It is no longer a mob of scattered sand, but a complete whole; the colonies will no longer be separate, but will be united under the same flag, the same name, the same national system!"

"Yes, they are all united under the Governor of Ice Dragon Fjord, Anson Bach." The young knight sitting across from him hummed softly and smiled slightly mockingly:

"Perhaps it won't be long before we all kneel to you, as knights do to the emperor."

The voice fell, and the conference hall was surprisingly quiet; no one stood up to refute, and no one took the initiative to express their approval.

Paulina still smiled, as if she hadn't heard anything; the rest of the Speakers of Slave Harbor and Long Lake Town, as well as the representatives of the rest of the colonies were embarrassed to look at me, I looked at you, and no one dared to make a sound .

"I didn't say that, and I don't plan to be an emperor."

Anson glared at Louis deliberately. He knew that the other party was deliberately expressing dissatisfaction in this "joking" way. After all, he was indeed accelerating the centralization of power in the Confederacy; as long as he was not a fool, it was not difficult to see Beluga Harbor and even Ice Dragon Fjord. The right to speak in the Confederacy is rapidly increasing, and its leadership has become less and less disguised.

But this is also something that can't be helped. After all, it is impossible to expect a scattered Confederacy to resist the invasion of the Mujahideen Army. That is not realistic.

"The entire Confederacy is built on the cornerstone of 'freedom', which cannot be destroyed or denied; the colonies are equal and respect each other, but..." Anson changed his words:

"But this does not mean that we cannot achieve efficiency and unity on this basis. On the contrary, we, who are equal and free, should be able to show more efficiency and unity than the old continent; because we have no identity There is no difference between high and low under the imperial system; we are not loyal to one person, but to the whole."

"So I can assure you again that there will be no king in the Free Confederacy, and I... Anson Bach will not be an emperor, because in the land of the free everyone is his own emperor; we don't need to go alone. To rule the life and death of another person, let alone one person to decide the continuation of the entire country."

"It should be us, all the people who live on this land; it's the thousands who are determined to fight for freedom... it's us!"

An impassioned speech finally eased the embarrassing atmosphere just now, causing the embarrassed speaker and delegates to applaud excitedly.

Only Louis Bernard shook his head silently. Born under the rule of the empire, he did not believe that this so-called "equality" would be superior to the old world, let alone efficiency and unity.

He now only hopes that his information can be sent to his father as soon as possible, so as to delay the efficiency of the jihadist army as much as possible and gain more preparation time for the new world.

Empire, Port of Adelaide.

Under the gloomy dome, a huge storm swept through the entire port; the heavy rain caused the water level of the port to rise suddenly, and the monstrous ocean waves rolled with pitch-black sea water and milky white foam, continuously beating on the pier, draining the rainwater. poured into the city.

For one of the empire's most prosperous trading ports, each spring is not only the beginning of prosperity, but also the clarion call of natural disasters; without warning, violent showers and storms will cover the entire city, and at its worst, three-thirds of the city will be covered. The second urban area will become a swamp, and only the rich people live, and the higher-lying areas will be spared.

As for this year's Port Edland, in addition to heavy rain, there are more troublesome things that plague it here.

In the streets submerged by the sea, and among the houses washed down by the rain, countless hammers, wooden shovels and torches are waving, and groups of figures are looming in the mist; The thunder, which was mixed with countless curses, growls and growls.

On the periphery of these figures, troop after platoon of Imperial Line privates lined up neatly, holding up iris flags soaked in rain to block off the streets and all exits near the crowd, guns that had been loaded with ammunition. He held his mouth flat, anxiously waiting for his boss's order.

And Arthur Herrid, who was in charge of all this, stood behind the line soldiers. With an extremely ugly face, he gritted his teeth at the crowd who were cursing him, but he didn't know what to do.

"...According to the Courier, the constant dissemination of various public opinions about the New World has aroused great disgust among the sailors and workers of Port Adland, believing that the Holy See's actions are no less than the brutal repression of the Ecumenical believers, and the so-called 'eradication' Infidels' have nothing to do with it."

In the study, the old butler holding a letterhead said to Archduke Edland, who was silently bowing his head and writing something, with an indifferent expression: "At present, because of the storm, the strike has spread from the port to the civilian areas of the entire city; all chambers of commerce, warehouses, etc. , and the porters of the carriage guild, all refused to serve the Mujahideen."

"His Royal Highness Arthur Herreid, the only one who has arrived at Port Adland, is leading the 10,000 jihadist legions that have been assembled to suppress the riots, but because the entire port can hardly provide any logistics, the supply and morale of the army are greatly affected. , it is difficult to end the riots as soon as possible.”

"He said that if he could, he also hoped that you could visit Port Edland in person to persuade your subjects to end the riot, or provide logistical support. The supply of the entire legion can only last for three or five days at most."

"Well, I see." Archduke Edland said lightly, without raising his head:

"Tell him that because the port is blocked and the trade is stopped, the Bernard family is also very stretched, and there is not much spare capacity to provide support for an army of 10,000 people; as for the rest, I'm afraid..."

"boom-!"

The heavy knock on the door interrupted the Grand Duke's words, and a knight in gorgeous clothes rushed into the room and knelt down on one knee: "I'm very sorry for trespassing into the castle without being informed, but the situation is urgent, Report as soon as possible!"

"I don't know where the rumors came from, saying that the New World is not a heresy. The Holy See intends to slaughter the Ecumenical believers as it did a hundred years ago, causing the residents around the castle to protest!"

"At present, thousands of people have blocked the surrounding roads, cut off the supply line leading to the port, and organized all the teams carrying the jihadist flag to pass through; they even threatened to strike completely, not to provide the jihadist army with a piece of bread, a buckshot!"

"Oh?"

Archduke Edland, who was bright in front of him, raised his head sharply, he stood up, and the corners of his mouth trembling tried his best to maintain a serious look: "Everyone, it seems that there are fake news protesters even here."

"This is really...really..."

"Too bad!"

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