In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility. - Chapter 773
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“Miss Nia, please take good care of Mr. Lothar. If you need anything, please let us know.”
In Wolfburg’s guest room, Giuliano was giving instructions with a worried look on his face.
Lavinia nodded slightly: “Don’t worry, Lothar’s problem is not too serious. He will recover soon after removing the remnants of the Holy Glory from his body.”
“Uncle Giuliano, don’t worry. Miss Nia is the top legal genius in our wolf tribe. Even the clergy of the church may not be able to match her in healing. With her here, there will definitely be no problem. of.”
Valentina glanced thoughtfully at the unconscious man on the bed. She was 100% sure that this guy’s condition was definitely not as bad as he appeared.
After they left, Cherinina asked again with some worry.
“Sir, are you okay?”
Lavinia shook her head: “I didn’t lie just now. It’s really nothing serious. Although the Holy Glory that invaded the body is relatively violent in nature, it is not a dark creature and its resistance to flames is high enough. And according to my observation, he should Not comatose at all.”
“Nia is right, I really have nothing to do. Nina, don’t worry about me, go to the Wolf Hall. Although you can’t stay for a long time, this is your family after all. There are some things you can say, but I can’t. “
Lothar smiled and sat up from the bed: “We are not Texans after all. It’s enough to give some suggestions. Any more would be annoying. That’s why I’m here.”
He has always been very self-aware and would not treat Giuliano as his subordinate just because “there would be no Texas without me.”
“Nia should be able to understand how I feel, right?”
Lavinia held up her gold-rimmed glasses with her hands: “Well, I guess you did this because of your personal relationship with Miss Valentina, right? The Saluzzo family is really not suitable to be involved like this. and come in.”
Texas is a big government, and Wolfsburg has very strict local control. Officials from all over the country have to come back every six months to report on their work, and they also send people to make unannounced visits and inspections.
It is rare for human officials to be so responsible. Mexico next door only uses the people at the bottom as production tools. The upper-level officials are all British and French compradors. Key industries have been infiltrated by British and French forces. Due to the dumping of goods from the two countries, local industries cannot develop at all.
How could the old wolf clan, who were used to being superior, accept such a system willingly?
When the team expands rapidly, a lot of sand will be mixed in, and these cancers will be added, then Texas is probably really going to end. No matter how bad it is, it will deteriorate, and it will no longer be what Lavinia wants in her heart. Utopia.
Is centralization good?
Objectively speaking, it is certainly good to compare with this era of weak and strong, and to be able to concentrate on doing big things.
But if we look back at the Middle Ages, we can see that it has both advantages and disadvantages. If Lothar himself was a vassal, then for him, it can be said that the disadvantages outweigh the advantages.
And to put it harshly, what has the Apennine Peninsula been like when it was ruled by the wolves?
Ordinary people walking on the street are afraid of being killed by stray bullets because of a quarrel between family members.
There was a sudden commotion outside the door.
A guard said with an apologetic look on his face: “I’m sorry to disturb you, sir. This Saluzzo family insists on seeing you, saying that he is the horned head under your former hands.”
“Losa, it’s really you!”
The visitor looked surprised.
“Elamo!”
Lothar looked at him with a smile. This guy was his good “partner” when he was at Saluzzo’s house. At that time, he was classified as a three-star retinue. Now it seems that the strength of Elemer Tru is greatly improved. Val.
“You’re not dead?”
“Well, you know how to fake death to escape.”
Lothar walked to Elamo’s side and patted his shoulder: “Your strength has improved a lot. Looking at your appearance, you are already a centurion?”
“No matter what, you are far behind the leader. Twenty years ago, you could kill an entire liquidation team. Now I can’t even defeat one of them.”
When it comes to his strength, Elamo is obviously a little proud. Over the years, he has gone through countless trials and sweated countless hours on the training ground before he has made such progress. In the Saluzzo family, he can be a half-blood, It is quite rare to become a middle-level leader like a centurion.
When he came to Lothar this time, he actually had a vague intention of showing off.
“Sir, are you okay?”
During the conversation, a weak voice sounded outside the door.
Jeanne’s face was extremely pale, completely losing the healthy wheat color of the past. Her whole body gave people a light and weak feeling, as if she was about to be blown away by the wind at any time.
She walked into the room and took a deep breath: “With such a powerful Shenghui, I thought you had changed your profession to become a Paladin.”
“Yao, Yao…”
Elamo’s tongue was almost tied. He thought that his current strength would impress Lothar.
As a result…the legendary Glory Knight called his leader “Sir”? This world is a bit too magical.
“Okay, you all go out, professional things should be done by professionals.”
Jeanne began to chase people away. No one was more professional than her when it came to Shenghui.
Lothar looked at Elamo and said apologetically: “We’ll talk after I recover from my injury.”
“No, it’s okay. Boss, just recover from your injuries. I will stay with the lady. If you need anything, come to me anytime.”
The newly minted Centurion, Elamo almost ran away.
The other two people didn’t stay long. After clearing the room, a hot body got into Lothar’s arms.
“what you do?”
“They didn’t go far.”
Her body was burning hot, and she used one hand to take off Lothar’s clothes. Two blushes appeared on her pale cheeks: “Shh – be quieter. The room is now filled with glittering gold, and they can’t feel anything.” “
“Aren’t you going to heal my injury?”
“Not only are you being treated, but I am also being cured. I have consumed too much of the Holy Glory. Give me yours.”
Her tone was a bit domineering, and it would be useless for Lothar to keep her anyway.
“Just this way?”
“What if?”
In the garden outside the door, Chelinina sighed softly: “Looking at the adults charging ahead, we can’t do anything to help.”
Her tone was full of self-blame: “They must be in pain now that their bodies were burned by the holy flames.”
However, Lavinia’s expression was a little strange. She didn’t know what she whispered. Looking at Chelinina’s confused look, she hurriedly said: “Hurry to the Wolf Hall. Next time we fight, I will give you my blessing first.” ”
“No need…Hey, why are you pushing me?”
At the right time, Fulin, who had just finished finishing the formation, rushed over with a worried look on her face: “What’s going on? I heard that the Lord is injured?”
Lavinia sighed deeply and muttered something unclearly: “It’s okay, it’s okay. Jeanne is treating him. It’s a critical moment now, so we can’t disturb him.”
It is true that others cannot sense anything, but Lavinia, who often gave Lothar blessings, always left a spirit on Lothar to monitor his condition at all times, but Lothar apparently forgot about it.
…
On board the London.
“What a bunch of trash. Before the war, Porfirio, who claimed to be the Napoleon of America, swore he would drink from the Mabrazos River and join us in New Basilicata, but it only took less than two days. The entire army was wiped out!”
Colonel Brown was furious in his command room.
Admiral George, who also received the news, picked up his coffee cup and took a sip. To be honest, he was ready to wait for London to send another general to replace him.
“Mr. Admiral, you don’t seem to be surprised by this result at all.”
“Yes, I dragged the Mexicans into the field just to consume some of the strength of the Texans. Do we really expect a group of semi-native Americans to defeat a powerful enemy that even defeated us?”
Admiral George sighed: “However, the strength shown by Texas is indeed shocking. I doubt that the politicians in London have the determination to continue fighting. Maybe we will receive a call tomorrow. Order, it’s time to return to the mainland by boat.”
In order to compete with the French, the weapons they sold to the Mexicans were all cutting-edge products. In terms of weapons and equipment alone, the Mexicans were no worse than the empire’s second-line troops.
Even if the mainland sends reinforcements, it will not be the only remaining standing army of hundreds of thousands. It can only be the second-line troops temporarily recruited. Compared with the Mexicans, they will not be much stronger.
“The fight will continue.”
Colonel Brown hesitated, but still told the news he had learned from his father.
“Our previous failures have disgraced the empire internationally. What’s worse is that the long-dormant independent sentiment in the North American colonies has resurfaced.”
Colonel Brown said solemnly: “I have received news that large-scale demonstrations have begun on the streets of London. If we cannot restore the situation of the war…”
A good battle to establish prestige, with the most advanced weapons and equipment, but the result was a big mess.
“I’m afraid our end will be worse than the worst-case outcome you expected.”
General George’s face darkened, and he frowned and remained silent for a long time before he said: “But no matter what, we can’t continue to march in a short time. I can’t just watch us for the sake of my own future.” The boys went to die.”
It’s not that he cherishes the lives of his men, but if he continues to fight now, it will be difficult to win – he will still have to shoulder the responsibility when the time comes.
By then, it may no longer be a matter of simply losing his official position, but he may even be sent to a military court.
Colonel Brown whispered: “Perhaps London will wait until support arrives before sending us to continue the march.”
Admiral George sighed: “I hope so.”
London follows political rules, and senior generals like him are generally not treated as scapegoats, just like Sir Redvers, who was badly beaten in the Boer War and ended up being dismissed from his post.
But the current situation is different.