Chapter 268 The Salvation Army must be destroyed!
Inside the Jeanne d'Arc town hall.
On the wall made of ancient stone bricks, there is a Western-style royal court tapestry, on which are woven the heroic deeds of the Leia royal family.
The accompanying priest Rohak stood behind Argan with an expressionless face. The dozing old bishop dozed off, his beard tapping in the water glass.
It was visible to the naked eye that colorful oil droplets and skin debris were floating in the water cup.
On the left side of the old bishop, Montejac was sitting with his legs crossed, a faint smile on his face, while Boglio, a northerner, was sitting upright.
"Humph!"
When their eyes occasionally met, Montejac would snort coldly, while Boello would quickly turn his head away as if he had seen something dirty.
The cold snort woke Argon up. He closed his eyes tightly and drank the glass of oily water in a daze.
Looking at the two people in front of him who were on the verge of a fight, Argan frowned. This scene seemed familiar.
For him, the position of Bishop of Joan of Arc was a promotion, but it was actually a tough job.
On one side there was a rebellion in Rapid City, on the other side there was a rebellion in Cold Spring Castle, and nearby there was also a Salvation Army that was inexplicably hostile to the Pope.
He is basically in a semi-retired state, and the only reason he stays in the church is to clean up his own mess and to protect his future generations of monks.
Yes, as a monk, Argan is not allowed to have children, so he needs to protect his future generations.
The social and medical level of the empire meant that even the nobility could not guarantee that their children would survive to adulthood, or that all of their offspring would survive.
Therefore, in order to ensure that the family bloodline continues to be cut off, the imperial nobles would give birth to a large number of children as a form of insurance.
The primogeniture system established by imperial law often only applies in core areas and among great nobles.
In other areas where the Pope is far away, such as Norn, equal inheritance is still popular, dividing the property into smaller and smaller pieces.
Finally, the church became a good place to house the surplus children of the nobility, especially the cathedral, which provided a large number of lucrative priesthoods.
If the heir of a family dies, these priests can return to secular life and inherit the family property without any delay.
Juanno once commented that this was "false piety, which will be regretted later."
The farther away from the "center of civilization" a place is, the more likely it is that the church will be controlled by local nobles. For example, in the Norn region, the Pope only has the power of confirmation but not the power of appointment.
So even though Argan, as a monk, was not allowed to marry and have children, he was already a third-generation church member.
"Archbishop Constance asked me to bring you a message." There was a slight smell of alcohol on Argon, but it was much better than before.
"What?"
"The Savior Army must be eliminated at all times. There is no other way." Argan determined the nature of this meeting in advance, deciding whether to fight or not. "Only after you two eliminate this rebel group can you free up your hands to deal with the situation in Rapid City."
Montejac glanced at Bogliuo in front of him and wanted to refuse as usual, but he remembered the carrier pigeon that flew from France yesterday.
At the beginning, the Franks used the Duke of Kush mainly to drive a nail into the Thousand Valley, cooperate with Grandivar, and cause trouble for the current Leia Church.
For the Kingdom of France, being able to send the Royal Knights to Joan of Arc legally and reasonably through this channel was a success.
As long as the Royal Knights can properly settle down in Jeanne d'Arc, the endless stream of Frantic and Aielian merchants will turn this place into a dumping ground for their goods.
With the guarantee of military force and economic control, over time, this place will become a substantial off-map city of the Kingdom of France.
This unethical approach is very effective for the Kingdom of Leia, where grassroots control is loose.
According to the letter from Don Lorenzo, their primary goal was to muddy the waters of the Valley of the Thousand Rivers and trap Prince Condé here.
"Mr. Biolo, what do you think?" Monteyak asked Biolo with a smile.
"It's impossible for them to take the initiative to attack." Bo Aoluo replied in a deep voice, "At least not before mid-March." "Why?"
"I received a message that Grand Duke Meliati sent the mountain knights from Nos County to support them.
Now that they have occupied Grayforge Town but have not advanced, they are probably waiting for the support of the knights."
Bo Aoluo expected that the other side would not take the initiative to attack, and they were not as easy to deal with as the group of country knights on the Ibe Plain.
Almost every Knight of the Order can overcome the fear of charging.
Because even if they fall off their horses, they will not die because of the protection of their extraordinary powers.
Ultimately, it is not a question of winning or not, but a question of how to maximize benefits.
Especially now that the Duke of Kush's manors and properties have been shared by the knights of the Imperial Company.
"Why don't you just take the imperial order and go out of the city to wipe them out? Do you really fear them?" Pulling the collar of his shirt, Monteyak revealed his hairy chest.
Bo Aoluo looked at him coldly: "I'm not afraid, I'm afraid you will do something while I'm away."
"Will I seize Chateau Jeanne d'Arc while you are away? Am I such a despicable person?"
"Hard to say."
"You...Okay, if you don't go, I won't go either." Taking out a silver wine bottle from his pocket, Montejac took a sip nonchalantly, "My lord only gave me the order to garrison. I am here to protect the Fran merchants. As long as the Salvation Army doesn't attack the Fran merchants, I will not go to fight."
"But these damn short-haired people have been looting our nobles everywhere. They have burned down a large number of monasteries and knights' manors and assets." Argon knocked on the table to express his dissatisfaction.
The town hall fell silent. Montejac and Biolo stared at each other without speaking. Even the sound of the servant swallowing his saliva was so clear.
"Let's put it this way, Boglio. Bishop Constance has given me full authority to handle the matter. You can go to the battle without worry." Argan, who had never taken responsibility, gritted his teeth. "I have no intention of offending you. If Mr. Montyak really encroaches on your interests in Jeanne d'Arc, please contact our church and we will compensate you."
If he had known that this group of Saviors could cause such a big fuss, he should not have been so lazy and played the game.
Bo Aoliao turned his body sideways in surprise: "Your Excellency, is what you said true?"
"I will definitely make it up to you if Mr. Montejac really does this." Argan turned his head and looked straight at Montejac, "If you really do this, the Longsal family will always be the enemy of the Dorak family."
Montejac sat up straight and laughed, "How is that possible? Even if we want this city, we have to follow the basic laws."
After a long silence, Bo Aoluo nodded: "Okay, but please give me some time. Now is the spring plowing season. Don't let it affect the harvest of the manor next year."
Argon coughed lightly and said, "May I make a suggestion that I don't know if it's stupid?"
"Please tell me."
"During the spring ploughing season, farmers are busy planting crops, but citizens have nothing to do. How about recruiting a group of citizen soldiers and letting the knights of Ibe Plains lead them to destroy the Guardians?"
"What does this mean?" asked Bo Aoluo in a deep voice.
Argon calmed down and said, "Send those country knights to attack the Crusaders. If the Saviors come to rescue them, we can just lure them out of Gray Furnace Town and annihilate them in one fell swoop.
If they don't come to rescue, all those crusaders will be killed and expelled, and taken away as slaves. This way, no one will dare to join the Savior Army.
Otherwise, with the current rate at which the Skitarii are spreading, it might disrupt the spring recruitment.
What do you think of this strategy? "
"It can harass the Saviors a little bit." Montejac sat up straight, "But, at most they can send out one or two companies, uh, they are called legions, haha."
"It would be good to kill their spirit." Bo Aoluo stood up and said, "Then let's do it."
(End of this chapter)