flstandardbreds Chapter 363 Northern Alliance
Chapter 363 Northern Alliance
John once again walked into the French king's palace. His footsteps echoed on the gorgeous floor, and the sound of the heavy door slowly closing seemed to isolate the outside noise from this solemn space. The palace's gorgeous decorations and murals showed the majesty of power, and the French king sitting on the high throne was illuminated by the sunlight outside the glass behind him, as if a saint appeared in the world.
"John, at yesterday's meeting, all the bishops and officials recommended you as the commander of the holy war."
The King's voice was deep and penetrating, but John was stunned when he heard it. First of all, he was not very familiar with the officials of the King's Office, so why did so many people choose him as the commander of the holy war? Secondly, he had just stepped down as the Governor of the Southwest for half a year, and he had to deal with the invasion of the Yoda people. At this time, he was not willing to fight a holy war in a place where he was unfamiliar with.
Despite his inner turmoil, John's expression remained calm and he tried hard to remain calm and composed.
"This matter requires the consent of my lord, King Mitlan."
He responded with a firm voice, but in his mind he was quickly calculating every next step.
The King of Dharma nodded slightly, with a hint of approval in his eyes:
"I have sent envoys to various countries. Before long, envoys from different countries will gather here to discuss the deployment of troops for the holy war."
John slowly let out a sigh of relief, knowing that this matter must be done. He turned and left the meeting room, but he was still overwhelmed by the burden of responsibility. He knew that any king would be willing to agree to participate in the holy war on behalf of the God of Light, so he would have to lead his troops to the battle in a month or half a year.
After the meeting with the King of France, John immediately returned to his territory. Along the way, he knew that such a war was an opportunity for any king to gain fame, wealth and glory, so no monarch would refuse this holy war. He was thinking about two important matters: one was to make full preparations for the holy war of Kusha, and the other was to ensure that the defense of the territory would not be flawed after he left.
He murmured to himself, as if to turn these thoughts into caution for the future. If a country formed a blasphemous alliance with Kushan, his territory would face an unprecedented crisis.
A few days later, as letters flew to Bardon, Grant, Iss and other countries, the territory under John's jurisdiction immediately became lively. All ports were filled with ships from the two Grand Dukes of Grant and Iss. On the plains of Franche-Comté, the convoy of King Bardon was heading towards the Count's Castle.
Half a month after John wrote the letter, the monarchs of these countries came to the reception room in the Earl's Castle.
"Everyone, thank you for taking the time to attend this important meeting."
John said as he looked at the three kings and the Grand Duke present.
"Now, we face the threat of the Yoda Empire's forces gathering on our borders. Whichever nation bears the brunt of the attack will eventually be drawn into the flames of this war."
Everyone's expressions gradually became solemn. Upon hearing the threat from Yoda's army, King Borian X of Balden immediately spoke:
"Our army has already confronted Yoda's army at the border. I came here this time hoping to borrow troops from you, just like we did ten years ago, to defeat Yoda's army again."
John nodded, knowing that the current situation required quick action, so he continued:
"I hope to sign a military alliance treaty with the three of you. No matter which country the Yoda army's offensive comes from, other countries in the alliance must send troops to support it."
As soon as the words fell, although everyone present did not speak, they all expressed their agreement in their hearts. Even Grand Duke Isu and Grand Duke Grant nodded slightly. Although both countries are island countries, the movements of Yoda's army cannot be determined, but no one dares to be sure that Yoda's army will only attack countries on the mainland, and no one can guarantee that their own country is within a safe boundary.
"I agree with your proposal."
After a while, Grand Duke Isu replied calmly.
"If we unite as one, we may be able to resist the enemy's attack."
Archduke Edward of Grant agreed:
"If we fight alone, we will be defeated one by one by the Yoda people. The Yoda people have never abided by any treaty. Who knows if they will try to invade our country?"
With everyone's approval, John and the monarchs began to draft the alliance treaty. With the joint efforts of the rulers, the treaty was finally formalized a few days later. After the various clauses on the treaty paper were carefully considered and formed, John and the three monarchs stamped their family emblems on the treaty in turn, announcing the establishment of the alliance.
“May our united strength be able to resist threats from any country!”
After the signing of the treaty, John raised his arms and cheered to the three monarchs present and the officials behind them, bringing the atmosphere in the venue to a climax.
The day after the signing of the treaty, the three monarchs' troops left the Earl's Castle one after another, and behind the convoy of King Berlian of Balden followed a 5,000-man infantry regiment borrowed from John, as well as a dozen artillery pieces.
As the team gradually moved away, John stood on the balcony of the castle, with mixed emotions in his heart. He knew that he had to prepare for battle quickly in case Yoda's army launched a surprise attack after he left.
At the same time, John decided to gather the Kushans stranded in North Harbor to learn about their culture, army composition, and military tactics.
The early morning sun shone through the mist onto the water of North Harbor, and John walked into the Kushan camp under the escort of the guards.
Since John did not understand Kushan at all, in addition to the daily translation and asking some Kushan generals stranded here about military tactics, John also needed to learn the Kushan language and writing in his spare time. After a few months, John's Kushan language had reached the level where he could have simple conversations, and he also learned some knowledge of Kushan culture.
The spring of 1556 arrived as expected. Early in the morning, a neat team marched towards the Earl's Castle, with the sound of horse hooves and the royal ribbon leading the way, looking solemn and steady.
When the royal messenger finally entered the hall, John first saluted the messenger, and then watched the royal messenger solemnly open a scroll.
"Count John."
The messenger spoke, his voice loud and clear.
"By order of the Mitlan royal family, I hereby formally announce that you have been selected by His Majesty the King of the Law Hall as the commander of the holy war for this expedition to Kusha. Please prepare an army of 10,000 and go to the Holy City with the Mitlan Kingdom's army participating in the holy war in one month."