Chapter 540 Landing (Part 2)

It is difficult to say whether the Southern Front's first appearance at the King's Castle was a success or a failure.

On the one hand, the scale of the federal provincial army that walked out of the port amidst the welcome of "model citizens" was a bit too small.

Anyway, no matter how many people from the King's Fort were counted, they could not count more than a thousand.

On the other hand, the spirit of the United Provinces army made the people of Zhuwangbao shine.

The soldiers of the United Provinces are all young and strong men, walking with vigorous steps and high spirits.

Their weapons and equipment are also very sophisticated - although their helmets and breastplates are not polished, they have been carefully polished and no trace of rust can be seen;

The spears and muskets in his hands have obviously been carefully maintained. The medicine troughs of the muskets are clean, and the iron tips of the spears are shiny.

The neat military appearance, complete equipment, coupled with the full spirit, are really pleasing to the eye.

Moreover, although there were no steeds in fine uniforms or dashing hussars in the march of the United Provinces, there were also no heavy cavalry with helmets and armor and an arrogant demeanor.

But the dozen or so cannons following the infantry of the United Provinces were equally majestic and intimidating.

It is said that the Union Provincialists still have more cannons on the dock, but they have not been pulled out.

What surprised the people of the Kings Fort even more was Brigadier General Jason Cornelis who led this force.

When many representatives of the public opinion in the King's Fort first saw this "gentle" middle-aged officer with impeccable manners, they thought the latter was just an aide who came to stand up.

When they learned that the person in front of them was the "Commander-in-Chief of the Southern Front of the Allied Forces", everyone in the King's Fort at the welcome reception was shocked.

What surprised the public opinion representatives even more was that although Jason Cornelis was a general and commander-in-chief of the front army, his attitude was extremely approachable.

The brigadier general showed full respect and courtesy to the Palatine gentlemen present. He was more powerful than the blue rose officers who used to look at people with their nostrils, and made the public representatives of the kings' castle feel like spring breeze. , I can’t help but feel good about it.

But good feelings are just good feelings. Good feelings can't be converted into troops, good feelings can't produce money, and good feelings can't make the newly cultivated rebels who may appear under the castle of the kings disappear overnight.

Therefore, the gentry of the King's Castle who were "invited" by Grove Magnus to attend the welcome reception looked at Jason Cornelius who was alone in Longtan, and their eyes were full of sympathy and pity, but they were indifferent. People took sides and took a stand.

Only a few bold widows secretly left their handkerchiefs to the elegant General of the United Provinces.

Soon, at the cocktail party, Grove Magnus said: The thousand officers and soldiers and twenty artillery pieces arriving in Hong Kong today are not even the advance troops of the Southern Front, but the advance troops who stand in front of the advance troops. ;

The real main force of the Southern Front—"Four legions! A total of 20,000 troops! More troops than the Hongchuan Rebels and the Xinkendi Rebels combined!"—is undergoing training in the United Provinces and will set off in the near future. Lai Pa;

"At that time! As soon as friendly reinforcements arrive! The rebels in the new land will be turned into powder immediately!"

The celebrities present in the King's Castle heard Speaker Magnus's impassioned speech and responded with warm applause indifferently.

Grove Magnus struck while the iron was hot and revealed another important news to the gentry of the Kings Castle present:

"At this moment, as all the respectable friendly troops arrived at the Castle of the Kings, the four legions of the Western Front of the Alliance Army - also a total of 20,000 troops - were invited by the Great Council to cross the border and march towards the entrenched castle. The rebels in Hongchuan launched a full-scale attack!"

"The Alliance Army, reborn from the ashes, will sweep away the remnants of the decadent Magyar nobles with thunderous momentum! Pull out the sores on the back of the galloping horse! Completely eradicate the Blue Rose rebellion that has harmed the Republic for decades!"

This time, the applause given to Grove Magnus by everyone present was a little more genuine.

The welcome reception lasted until noon, and Grove Magnus took the trouble to introduce "His Excellency the Commander" to each public opinion representative;

Jason Cornelius was also extremely cooperative, maintaining a humble and courteous attitude throughout the whole process, exuding charm and elegance without any blind spots.

It wasn't until almost all the celebrities from the King's Castle present were recognized that Jason Cornelius found an excuse to leave.

Before leaving, he also ordered a few subordinates who were good at socializing and entertaining to stay at the venue to take care of the finishing touches.

Of course, Nice's Fritz was not among them, so he immediately followed his boss and left.

The two walked out of the banquet hall through the side door and entered the secret corridor leading to the back room. Before Fritz could speak, Grover Magnus chased him out.

"Sir Cornelius!" Grover Magnus said with a cheerful face, "You really taught me a lesson today! How did you do it? All the gentlemen and ladies who have met you are all right. You praise me. In my opinion, you will soon - no, you are now the most popular guest in the social circle of the King's Castle!"

Grover Magnus asked enthusiastically: "Tonight, I have prepared some thin wine for you in my humble residence. I wonder if you are willing..."

As he spoke, Magnus felt something was wrong - the person in front of him had changed, and he was no longer the gentle, humble and polite general.

Jason Cornelius became cold, sharp, and exuded an aura that was repelling thousands of miles away.

Grover Magnus still had the courage to finish his sentence, "...for glory?"

"No time," Cornelius replied coldly.

"But," Grove Magnus didn't want to give up. He looked embarrassed and asked humbly, "There are some important people who need you to meet..."

"Speaker Magnus," Cornelius stopped the other party's performance and said bluntly, "I know you have finally found a life-saving straw and you can't wait to show it to everyone - but being too proactive will only backfire!"

Grov Magnus hit two hard nails in a row, but the smile on his face did not diminish at all. He flexibly came up with another set of rhetoric, "Okay, I understand, please have a good rest, and we will discuss politics in detail another day."

After that, Grove Magnus nodded and saluted, and turned around and left neatly.

Fritz watched Grover Magnus disappear into the corridor, and waited until he could no longer hear his footsteps before he frowned and asked in a deep voice, "Mr. Speaker doesn't look like a magnanimous person. Is it inappropriate for you to humiliate him like this?"

"If this waste was really useful," Jason Cornelius said disdainfully, "we wouldn't be here now."

Frittz secretly glanced at the minister and felt a little strange, because he had never seen the minister belittle someone so undisguisedly.

But this was actually because Fritz had spent too little time with Jason Cornelius, and because he was a subordinate recruited by Jason Cornelius himself, the latter had always treated him differently.

When Minister Cornelius, who had been in charge of the highest military academy of the alliance for twelve years, wanted to belittle someone, he never concealed anything, even if the other person was standing in front of him.

Fritz was still a little worried, "But he is still the chairman of the Great Council of Plato after all."

"We need to make him clear who has the final say now!" Cornelius had no intention of wasting any more time on this topic. He waved his hand without allowing any arguments and announced the end of the discussion, "lest he wags his tail and ruins our business!"

"I understand." Fritz nodded helplessly.

Cornelius kept giving orders: "Arrange personnel to move gunpowder and weapons back to the base as soon as possible. Especially gunpowder, the sooner the better."

"Yes."

"Let Montecuccoli clear the cargo on the 'Marco Good Luck' first, and let the captain of the 'Marco Good Luck' continue to go upstream as planned - I want to see where the inland warship can sail on the Ash Stream River."

"Yes."

"Has Lieutenant Colonel William Lodewijk not arrived yet?"

"No," Fritz shook his head and explained, "I specifically told him that if Lieutenant Colonel Lodewijk returns to the Castle of the Kings, no matter where I am or what I am doing, please notify me immediately - and I haven't heard from him yet."

——

William Lodewijk, the real commander of the "advance force".

After the news of the battle of the valley village was reported back to Guitu City, William Lodewijk led two infantry battalions and rushed to Palatto urgently, stabilizing the situation in the Castle of the Kings in chaos, and maintained it to this day.

It is no exaggeration to say that he is the man who saved the lives of Grover Magnus and the Red Rose regime.

——

Cornelis frowned: "Go find him, now!"

"Yes!"

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