Black Iron Crown

Compared with the armor covered with sweat and mud that hadn't been washed for more than a month on the road, the robe on his body was the difference between velvet and animal skin.

Which one of the changed clothes was already full of stains, full of impurities excreted by the human body, and even some places began to harden.

Wearing such clothes made the little emperor feel like he was about to fly into the sky, and thoughts of comfort rushed into his mind.

However, he still knew what he was about to face next.

After dressing everything under the service of the maid, the little emperor arrived at the meeting hall of the Tesca Palace followed by the guards.

Here, a sumptuous banquet is ready.

The courtiers took their seats one after another, but the little emperor knew that they were not the protagonists of this banquet.

The lords who escaped from the front line were all sitting in the hall. Thanks to their keen "assessment of the situation", they all returned to the imperial capital intact, and no one was harmed.

At this time, they were sitting on chairs watching Emperor Carter walking slowly.

The little emperor Carter once again regained his usual dignified appearance, but in the hearts of the lords, he no longer has the prestige he had before.

In their view, if the emperor hadn't insisted on raiding the so-called enemy camp and fighting steadily, they would not have suffered such a disastrous defeat.

Pushing it forward, if the little emperor continues to choose to negotiate a peace instead of giving up the peace when the other party refuses, the two sides will not even need to fight each other.

In short, these lords are always willing to pass the responsibility to others. In their view, the little emperor should bear full responsibility for the failure of this war.

Of course, most of the upstarts think this way. They have been pampered and presumptuous for a long time, and have developed a very selfish problem. Like the lords of the Western Region, not many people think this way.

In such an environment and atmosphere, the little emperor walked up to his throne in a dignified manner, and then sat down slowly.

His heart was also full of anger.

He didn't deny that he was responsible for the defeat, but the performance of this group of people on the battlefield also disappointed him.

These aristocrats who prided themselves on honor and pursued glory were indeed unreliable at critical moments, and their own direct troops that were directly hit by a large scale did not collapse, but they all collapsed first.

In Carter's mind, if it weren't for the collapse of the army of these lords, which caused the morale of the whole army to collapse, maybe they wouldn't have lost so badly, but they would be able to keep more elites back to the imperial capital.

Thinking this way in his heart, looking at these aristocratic lords who are still full of fat, Emperor Carter's mood became more and more unstable.

He learned from the past files that there were more than 300 vassals directly under his "father" Emperor Kafete, and those people were all loyal and brave, brave and good at fighting, and at the same time valued glory extremely.

How come now, there are only dozens of vassals left by my side, and the rest are incompetent and selfish people?

At the same time, he hated the dead Earl Redmara more and more.

The little emperor was dissatisfied,

And in such a situation where the lords have no military power, it is indeed a good opportunity to gather power, and his mind began to move.

But after thinking about it, he still gave up that idea.

There are indeed many benefits to accepting their territory and property, but that would mean that you have become a real loner, and you cannot quickly grasp their territory, not to mention that you cannot regroup the army.

After such a fiasco, he still needs these people to maintain his rule.

So Emperor Carter raised his wine glass and said, "Victory or defeat is a common matter for military strategists. You don't have to worry about it. You just need to return to the territory and you can quickly gather an army again!"

"I will talk to Hamel Khan about the chance for peace, but don't take it lightly. If this happens again next time, no one will tolerate it! We must strengthen our strength!"

The little emperor's confidence in speaking was not as good as before. Before the defeat, he would have spoken to these vassals in high spirits, but now his prestige has plummeted, so naturally he cannot compare with before.

The vassals were also satisfied with Carter's words. After all, they had also lost the battle. No one wanted to find each other unhappy at this time. After having a drink with Carter, the atmosphere began to become harmonious.

Everyone had a tacit understanding and didn't mention the front line. They just said that after returning to the territory, they must recover their vitality and continue to serve His Majesty. The little emperor also expressed his position and tried not to overdraw the vitality of the vassals. For a time, the monarch and his ministers enjoyed themselves.

And Lehner also got the situation on the Eastern Front at this time.

Looking at the report in his hand, Reiner frowned slightly, and he immediately sent someone to notify his vassals, asking them to be ready to assemble at any time.

"Are you going on an expedition?"

Frante's belly was getting bigger and bigger, she looked at Reiner worriedly, and said softly.

Reiner shook his head and said, "Maybe it's not the time yet, I'm waiting for the next move of the Arshan Department!"

"The Arshan tribe is still wandering in the east. If he can't conquer the imperial capital, then it's not a deadly battle between the empire and them. It won't be of much use for me to participate."

"If I get involved now, neither I nor the vassals are willing to help the little emperor, but if you want to help the Arshan tribe, this is unbearable for the Ridka people!"

Reiner hugged Frante into his arms, smoothed the wrinkles between her brows with his fingers, and said, "Don't worry, I will always see him born!"

The two embraced each other and fell into silence. The two of them have been married for more than seven years, and their passion has long since disappeared.

What's more, even when Yaner was newly married, the two of them didn't have much passion, and it was only after getting along that they started to get along well.

In this way, they enjoy this rare warmth.

In the eastern part of the empire, Hamel Khan's subordinates had already sorted out all the spoils, but they were not satisfied with all of this.

Hamel Khan let the cavalry under his command burn, kill and loot before just to raise rations, but what he really wanted has not yet been obtained.

Therefore, after defeating the main force of the empire, the grassland coalition forces did not immediately advance towards the heart of the country, but scattered and plundered the inhabitants of the empire unscrupulously.

Whether it is the livestock raised or the grain stored in the warehouse, all have become the trophies of these prairie boys.

They killed men, killed children, took women, took livestock, put sacks of grain on horses and carried them away, and even took wagons from villages to carry grain.

These prairie cavalry really had fun, almost never had such an indulgent and happy life.

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