Quntendinan, the eldest son of the Grand Duke of Oakley (a senior professional knight), is fifty-three years old this year. The one who will participate in the selection of kings is his fourth son Quntencar.

The prince is one of the few clear-headed figures in the Duke of Oakley. He knows clearly the gap between Oakley and the current mainstream power, but his voice alone is limited in China.

A month ago, when Binghe was staying in Bickley, Quntendinan was ordered to visit Saint Sark. Oakley's domestic order was to let him discuss the issue of the Chris Peninsula with Sark, but when he arrived in Sark, he did not provoke the issue of the Chris Peninsula.

He only talked about some past commercial and trade agreements between the two sides in St. Sok, and the exchanges between the two sides were good. Emperor Sauk invited him to attend a state banquet and then asked Chanhong to accompany him to visit the military exercises in St. Sok.

On the exercise field sixty kilometers east of the Pulver Port, the Saint Sok Empire used sixteen cruisers of the Mediterranean Fleet and the Imperial Knights (armored forces) to conduct exercises. Naval guns and ground field guns covered several kilometers of positions, just like the whip of the gods. Before the smoke on the ground had dissipated, the two-legged mecha troops advanced on the ground craters. The machine guns and assault guns fired a crossfire net in front.

But Prince Dinnan watched the military exercise with a calm expression and calmly talked to Saint Sok Canhong about the pros and cons of the performance of all parties in the exercise.

Returning from the visit of the St. Sok Empire, the prince who was neither humble nor arrogant in St. Sok returned to the country without saying a word. However, when he returned to China, he wrote a report of 100,000 words, using three bottles of ink. However, after handing over the report, he was quickly returned by the Grand Duke. The report was very clean, and only on the last page, it said 'read'. It was obvious that Grand Duke Oakley did not read it, and Grand Duke Oakley was dissatisfied with the fact that Quntendinan did not clearly express the "Oakley's claim to the Chris Peninsula" to St. Sok during his visit.

After returning to China, Grand Duke Oakley did not see him at all and acted very coldly. With twenty-seven days left before the king selection ceremony, Quntendinan met his son in his study. The ground of the study was covered with white blankets, which were sewn with the skin of northern white foxes. Golden bows and arrows were hung on the walls, and the lamps in the room were lit with alcohol, emitting bright light in the crystal lampshade, and in this gorgeous room was a good and tall young man.

The young Carl was only seventeen years old and advanced to the Knight in March this year. Due to his good foundation, he had great hope of becoming a general. The heroic spirit gathered between his eyebrows. Cardinan looked at his son, and the sorrow on his face dissipated a lot. Dinan was quite satisfied with this son. Of course, it was not only Dinan, but Carl's grandfather, but now Grand Duke Oakley also had a lot of eyes for this grandson.

"My father, you have worked hard for your visit to Saint Sok." Carl greeted his father very politely.

Dinnan: "Thank you hard, nothing. For the future of the country, things cannot be relaxed. What is your recent practice?"

Carl: "Thank you, my father for your concern, everything is going well, and all 6,700 trunks have been reserved. If everything goes well, I will become a general in ten years."

Dinan clapped his hands and said, "No, good, better than me." When Quntenandan was young, his magic lineage was not enough to become a general and stopped at a high-level knight.

Carl said: "Father, you plan for the family and play a role no less than a general. I have always taken you as an example."

Dinan smiled, and the joy of being a father was like this. Dinan said: "This time, your grandfather is interested in making your leader of the Heman at all costs. What are your plans?"

Carl frowned and said, "Father, according to what you said, the Principality of Oakley is not suitable for the current limelight. We either give up this trip to choose the king or have a secret talk with Pratt & Whiss."

Dinan shook his head: "No, although I do not agree with the decision of the Grand Duke, it has become a foregone conclusion and can't object anymore. I will not stop you from participating in the selection of kings, but the first thing you need to pay attention to is yourself. Your talent is already eye-catching. Now it is at the forefront of the storm, and all parties will make small moves in the process of selecting kings. You should be careful not to get yourself trapped."

The contemporary Grand Duke Oakley really wanted to replicate the glory of two hundred and seventy years ago, so he pushed his grandson out very obsessedly, hoping that his grandson would win the election of the emperor like his ancestors, then advance to the higher profession, and finally become the leader of the mainland to create a family glory.

But as a qualified father, Dinnan was quite worried about his son's situation. He could not persuade the paranoid grandpa, but could only warn his son to be careful. Carl nodded in agreement when he heard his father's advice.

Dinnan saw Carl nodding and continued, "In the process of selecting the king, pay attention to releasing kindness to the Oka Empire, and pay attention to making friends with Pratt & Whis. It doesn't matter who the king crown falls into this time, but what is important is the diplomatic relationship between the mainland. When meeting people from the Oka Empire, you need the right time to express our concerns about the Chris Peninsula issue,"

Carl wondered: "Did the St. Sark Empire want to provoke a war on the Chris Peninsula?"

Dinan patiently explained to Carl: "It's not that Saint-Soak wants to provoke a war, but that Saint-Soak has the ability to start a war, and Oka and Prat-Whis have the ability to start a war. And we can't make us the main targets of their war, so we all have to be one-on-one to get along with them, and tell each side that we have conflicts with the other side when they get along with one-on-one. We are the targets they can fight for."

Although he was detained in the confinement room on the train, Binghe could still chat with Suta through the intercom. As for the intercom, Binghe was naturally self-made. After rolling around on the bed in the confinement room, he held the walkie-computer with his big brother in the intercom and said to Suta: "It's so boring." In the gorgeous carriage, Suta pouted and held the phone and said, "Don't be anxious, I've told the Knight Lantao that you will be released in a few days. And it's not all your own reasons. Who told you to run around without any trouble?"

Binghe: "What do I call running around? Alas, don't you say it, hey, are you listening? On the desk and Su Ta who was placing a chessboard, said: "Hey, you should go." (The two of them played chess from a distance, which was to tell the way the chess piece was walking.)

For Suta, Binghe was imprisoned, but she spent more time playing chess with him. So now, he also thinks that Binghe had been imprisoned for a longer time, which seems to be good.

The two of them were playing chess and chatting. As they were chatting, they talked to the fortress.

Binghe: "Suta, who is the strongest fortress in mainland China's history?"

Suta: "There is no strongest profession in Ronggang, but it is known based on the battles you participated in."

Binghe became interested, so in the confinement room, the action of knocking on the roof of the car stopped a little. Binghe said, "Let's listen."

Suta said: "The general is the main attack, and the general is famous for his achievements in destroying cities and destroying troops. Fortresses are the main defense. When the fortress prevents the strong enemy from siege in the battle, then the fortress will be famous for future generations. Speaking of this, Suta asked, "Binghe, do you think, is it a city that is strong and thick, but always in war, a city that is respected by the world? Or is it a city with small and low walls, but can repeatedly block the invasion of strong enemies and is remembered?"

"Jinling, Diaoyu City" Binghe couldn't help but think of these two words and sighed: "I mean, the latter deserves respect, while the former will arouse the desire for others to conquer."

While secretly checking the chess score, Su Ta nodded and said, "So you ask me, I can't answer the strongest fortress in history on the mainland.

However, the fortress I admire most is the Grand Duke of West six hundred years ago, Gangluan Kexuan." Little stars flashed in Suta's eyes. Then he began to introduce the achievements of the fortress in an admirable tone.

Suta: "Six hundred years ago, the Oka Empire had risen and was in an upward stage. The number of steel artillery had increased greatly, and the tonnage of warships had grown to ten thousand tons.

The war began on the road to expansion of Oka in the southwest of the continent. The Oka Empire issued an ultimatum and dispatched twenty legions to the forces of the army. At the same time, the most powerful fleet on the sea crossed the Mediterranean Strait, and rushed towards West.

Grand Duke West led his army to a hilly area on the west coast to advance defense.

The war began, and heavy artillery at sea bombarded for three days and three nights, and at the same time, the land corps launched multiple waves of attacks.

Although the hilltop was weakened by artillery four meters, West's Grand Duke's army was still on the mountain, and the siege of twenty legions facing them were also repelled one after another.

When Binghe heard this, a concept immediately emerged in his mind, the back slope. The mountain is facing the front slope, and the back slope is facing the back slope. The ballistic trajectory of the shell is not curved enough, and it cannot reach the back slope whether it is direct or curved. When the shell hits the mountain, tens of thousands of tons of shells will be smashed down, and it will be useless to shoot the grass on the front of the mountain. A mountain that is more than 200 meters high is still a mountain that is only 200 meters high.

After the shelling is over, as long as the soldiers immediately arrive at the front incline quickly along the tunnel, the large army cannot unfold on the slope of the front incline. Attacking from the slope can only add bodies to the slope.

Tashi continued to say in a longing tone: "The Oka Empire launched seven attacks within 24 years, with 25,000 troops and four main battleships. It made the Oka Empire scared the offensive against the southern front for a hundred years" (Note: In this kind of war, the Oka Empire did not suffer a high-ranking profession, but just to fight to the strategic location, making the Oka Empire feel that it is not cost-effective and began to destroy resources in the north.)

Hearing this, Binghe nodded and exclaimed: "Strike the water in the middle of the river, it's a real hero." However, Tashi said with some regret: "If only Grand Duke Xuan could live longer, but unfortunately the hero is always jealous of villains.

Binghe asked in surprise: "What's going on? Is there a story here?"

Suta looked around, then said in a rumor tone: "Kid-Duke Xuan was killed."

When Binghe heard Su Ta's confident look at the truth, he nodded without any refutation. He seemed to believe it.

Next Suta's conversation turned to conspiracy.
Chapter completed!