Proof of the Sun King

|||->-> Sitting on the sofa chair in the hall of the King's Suite, Ryan met Kislev Ugol's cavalry marshal Beria-Gulag here.

Originally, Ryan was not supposed to meet Bella here, because the King's Suite is Ryan's private area on the Randuin. Except for Orika and Veronica, anyone who comes in needs to be notified. Even if there is something wrong, Ryan I also prefer to meet people in the conference room and dining room on the deck or in the cabin, but it is obvious that Ryan is in a good mood today. In addition, Beria took the initiative to show his allegiance, which made the Ugor cavalry archers under his command from hiring him. The relationship turned into an affiliation, which made Ryan feel compelled to meet him privately.

Before, Captain Ivan, who was tall, with rough features and deep-set eyes, gave Ryan the impression of a typical Kislev soldier. General Ivan always focused on military affairs. He was relatively simple in life. Rarely left the home that Lane had arranged for the Ugol cavalry archers, Ivan seldom consumed luxuries other than turkey, beef and vodka, and he even always missed his Ugol compatriots in the north of the Linsk River. Guys, at the end of each year, Admiral Ivan will take part of his salary and exchange it for supplies, which he will send to Erlengrad and to the Ugol tribe in the north, so that these will be on the front line of the fight against chaos. compatriots can get help and survive another winter.

However, unlike Admiral Ivan, who had died in battle, Beria gave Ryan the feeling that he was not a general, but a scholar and a bureaucrat. He had a relatively handsome and handsome face from Mrs. At about forty years old, he was already slightly bald, with a pair of rimless round lenses on the bridge of his nose. When he opened his eyes wide, it was actually difficult for Ryan to distinguish the man in front of him from a nomadic child, a Pula. A former squire of Felix, a former cavalry general, and a former member of the Kislev House Committee.

There are two glasses of kvass on the cherry wood table. This drink from Kislev has a unique aroma of malted milk and hop fermentation. It is fermented with large leeba rusks and has a color similar to that of beer. Red in color, moderately sweet and sour.

"It's delicious and interesting. This is the first time I've tasted this kind of drink called Kvass. It's like wine but not wine. It's interesting." Ryan sat on the sofa chair, while Olika straightened her black pair Simei legs, standing behind Ryan, the king said meaningfully: "If Admiral Ivan is a bottle of hot vodka, then Captain Beria, are you this kind of mellow Kvass?"

"Your Majesty Ryan is wrong." Beria bowed his head very humbly and respectfully. Although the Ugor man was sitting, half of his body was actually leaning on the side facing Ryan, which made him sit on the sofa. Sitting upright, a little impolite, as if to emphasize his identity, Beria wore his standard military uniform made by a Brittanian textile factory: "I just think Your Majesty might like it."

"That's it." Ryan nodded slightly, and he picked up the mug: "If it's just a drink, I can drink it all the time. Why didn't you bring vodka?"

"Compared to Kvass and vodka, my Majesty, I prefer the wines of Brittany. If I can, can I have the opportunity to have a drunken break with you?" Beria asked very sincerely and humbly. own request.

"If there is a chance." The king of knights drank the drink calmly, and Orika brought the exquisite dessert.

Belial knew that some of his meanings had been conveyed to the king by a very obscure method, so he immediately entered the topic: "Your Majesty, the matter is this, you know, the Ugol cavalry archers are in this great expedition. The loss is not small, so when I return to the country, please allow me to bring people back to Kislev and gather more Ugor cavalry archers to serve you."

"Call more?" Ryan immediately caught the key words in Beria's words, and he asked half-smiling, "How many people are you planning to call?"

"How many people does your majesty allow me to call?" Bellia immediately shrank back and threw the question to Ryan.

"I'm asking you questions, not you asking me questions." Ryan said calmly.

"If you can... Your Majesty, I want to expand the cavalry team into a corps of a thousand people." Belial was disturbed by Ryan's words, but the biggest taboo in this kind of question and answer in front of the king is to be long Time was silent, and the captain of the cavalry archers knew that he had to get some dry goods: "I have a way, Your Majesty, but I think I have to get your approval, I need some proper appointments... from your appointments, and proper goods. Exclusive license."

"Cargo monopoly license? What kind of cargo monopoly license do you want?" Ryan narrowed his eyes.

His feeling was really right. This Ugol man named Beria was more like a bureaucrat than a soldier.

"Food, textiles and daily necessities, of course, it would be better if there were some other things, such as...dwarven equipment, medicine." Bellia whispered: "This will help me, no, we, Help us to gain more favor with Mrs. Keisler and the favor of the Tsar, my lord."

"It's just conscription. It doesn't seem to be so troublesome, right? Mr. Beria?" The king said amusingly: "Ivan never has to be so troublesome to win the prize."

"Yes, if your Majesty only needs to recruit troops, of course you don't have to be so troublesome, but... If I guessed correctly, Your Majesty has already begun to industrialize Brittany, right?" Bellia asked cautiously, He tried to keep his voice humble: "Don't forget, Your Majesty, Kislev was industrialized twenty years ago."

"Heh... What can a failed industrialization show?" Ryan sneered: "From the beginning, Kislev's industrialization was doomed to fail."

"Yes, you are right, my majesty, from the very beginning, the industrialization of Kislev will fail." Beria nodded convincingly, and then he began to throw out his real plan: "Please Just listen to me and finish, Your Majesty, can you let me finish?"

"Okay, go ahead." Ryan nodded slightly.

After the great jihad, the entire Kislev has been turned into ruins under the hands of the second "anointed" Anointed One of Chaos Eternal God, the residents were slaughtered, and the Tsar's army, wealth, and power were no longer enough. To rebuild all of Kislev's former glory, Mrs. Kisler can only survive on her own land, and to make matters worse, after the death of the Romanov Tsar who fought against Chaos, Katerina succeeded him as Tsar. , "Bloody" Katerina, the real body of the female tsar is a female vampire of the Laemia family, she carried out an extremely cruel **** rule and massacre on Kislev, at that time the Internal Affairs Council Established, this female tsar reigned for more than a hundred years until her own son, Pavel, stepped forward and sealed Katarina in a block of ice, finally ending this terrible history.

But Pavel was very old, he died soon and he had no children, the tsar's seat fell into the hands of Vladimir Bokaha, the new ruler finally decided to stand up to the challenge from the north threat, and he was soon killed in battle.

The son of Vladimir Bokaha is the famous "Red Tsar" Boris Bokaha, the father of the current Queen of the Ice Queen Catalin, whose deeds include rebuilding the Faith of Ersun, vigorously introducing from the empire Advanced technology and gunpowder weapons, hollow out all the treasures and treasures of the tsar's treasury, vigorously carry out infrastructure construction, rebuild bridges, roads, towns, import a large amount of black powder, and hire the engineers of the empire.

Boris finally died in the troll country at the end of the "Great Purge". This has been said before, and I won't repeat it here, but it is worth mentioning that although this tsar is great, he is very important to the basic Slovan's attempt to industrialize was almost a complete failure. Except for the staggering national debt and the huge price paid, all industrialization efforts and infrastructure construction were declared bankrupt with his death.

Ryan was not surprised.

Industrialization is of course a shortcut to make a country prosperous and strong, but rapid industrialization does not mean that it can be started immediately after a few words and a will. It has several prerequisites, which can be summarized as follows.

It has a very good agricultural foundation, sufficient large-scale working capital, good technical guidance and professional talents, sufficient population surplus, and relatively rich sources of raw materials.

With the above conditions, industrialization can become possible. This thing does not mean that the monarch thinks so, and then presses a button, the entire country transforms in an instant, and industrialization begins with a "huh".

It also took Ryan more than ten years to prepare for industrialization. The south of Brittany has a very good agricultural foundation. The blood dragon ancestor and the Great Expedition of Eight Peaks brought him extremely rich funds, and signed a contract with the empire. The Treaty of Friendship and Mutual Aid Alliance guarantees technical guidance and professional training from the Empire, immigration from the Empire and the serf household redemption system ensure a sufficient population surplus, and finally raw materials are brought from the Grey Mountains and trade.

So the question is, what does Kislev have?

Agricultural base? All the land in Kislev is permafrost, and only a very small amount of land blessed by the ice witches can be cultivated. Where can the agricultural foundation be used to support industrialization?

Large enough liquidity? The tsarist royal family has emptied every gold coin in their own pockets and every treasure in their treasury.

Technical guidance and professional talents are also a matter of money in the final analysis, which will not be discussed here.

Sufficient population surplus? The predicament that Kislev faces can no longer be emphasized. With such terrifying military pressure and extremely poor geographical location, where does the remaining population come from? The Ugore people on the north side of the Linsk River couldn't live any longer, so they scrambled to become mercenaries!

So after all the calculations, we can only count it as close to the raw materials, but even the raw materials are basically controlled by the green-skin tribes in the Roof Mountains of the World, the Chaos and Green-skin tribes in the troll kingdom, and the Ska in the pit of hell. In the hands of the Rat Man and the Aisling tribe in the Mourning Mountains, why did Kislev prefer to lose 20,000 people before driving the Aisling tribe away? Isn't it just to be able to open up the trade route with Dulong City?

Therefore, the defeat of Boris-Bokha was inevitable, because Kislev simply did not have the conditions for industrialization.

"But Kislev has a group of excellent engineers, workers, scholars, they are the precious legacy left in this industrialization, the most precious gift left by His Majesty Tsar Boris, but His Majesty Katarin is useless. Good for them, Your Majesty, an excellent Kislev engineer, his salary is actually two large leba plus five copper coins a day, you say, is this reasonable?" Beria said in a persuasive manner: "We, no The talents of these people should be wasted in the ice and snow of Kislev, they deserve a better platform to display their talents, they deserve a more decent and better paid job, they deserve a better house and a family to enjoy a safe environment."

"Hehehe~" Ryan smiled and laughed happily. The King of Knights touched his chin and said to Beria, "Is this talking about you? Mr. Beria, I remember that you used to be Prager. Architectural Engineers of the Society of Engineers."

"No one thinks that there is only a big Lieba all day long, and they live by the glass of vodka after get off work every day." Regarding this question, Beria was rather frank: "Your Majesty, this is the truth."

"Well..." Ryan understood this, and indeed, as Beria said, this group of engineers, workers, and scholars are the most valuable wealth after the failure of Kislev's industrialization, but the queen tsar Katarin is useless at all. Well and settle them well.

In fact, I don't blame Katarin. How poor has the Tsar royal family been? The Faberge Easter eggs, which are already a national treasure, have been sold for money! She was so poor that the tsar herself began to make magic weapons and scrolls to sell to the electors of the empire!

If you can take over these engineers, workers and scholars~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the future industrialization can avoid many detours, and can quickly obtain a batch of high-quality population, but their requirements are very low, bread and milk, high With a small salary and a safe environment, they can be satisfied.

Ryan was moved: "What do you want to do?"

"I need you to canonize me as a special envoy to Brittany, give me a small elite guard, a military fund, and the former cargo monopoly, I can do it, trust me." Beria repeated himself requirements.

"Very good, I promise you that the will will be issued after returning home!" Ryan has made up his mind.

Belial's body trembled uncontrollably. The cavalry captain shook his hands slightly, suppressing his excitement. Belial took a gulp of Kvass and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the Tsarist family rules Keith. Loew has been around for so long that everyone has forgotten that it used to be the land of the Ugol people."

"Huh?!" Ryan's eyes widened.

"The Bear God should give Kislev a tsar from humble background, and a commander who can rule the three armies like Boris! Kislev needs..."

"Is your kvass really just a soft drink? Why do I feel a little drunk, and I don't drink too much." Ryan said lightly: "I'm sorry, I was a little dizzy just now, didn't hear clearly, can you say it again?"

"Oh, no, it's nothing, it's not an important thing." Bellia immediately understood, he sneered, bowed his head respectfully, and then exited the room: "It's disturbing."

When Bellia went out, Olika said sarcastically: "If you don't look at his appearance, Master, I think he is more like an ambitious Duruchite noble."

"A dog, a dog that can bite, if you use it well, it might really work."