"Khan … Are you going to let that guy from the Kingdom of Northland leave just like that?" After Heibl left the hall, the minister in robes looked at Khan Seru and asked.
No one would dare to be so rude in front of the Khan and leave alive. The warriors of the grasslands who were intimidated by the crossbow also looked over at this moment, waiting for the Khan's order to rush out and cut Haibull into pieces.
Seru Khagan waved his hand and ordered: "Men! Drag the body out … We'll wait for a few more days. Don't go west to plunder the desert kingdom of Haruz for now. "
"Are we going to give in just like that? Khan? "The long-robed official furrowed his brows and asked in an unwilling manner.
"Forget it? Forget it, it's not that big of a deal. " Khan Seru snorted coldly, then looked at his confidant and asked, "Who do we have the biggest grudge against? The Kurut Kingdom of the grasslands has the biggest grudge against the Empire. "
"Back then, our ancestors brought 300,000 armored cavalry to the south, and what happened? The German Empire's heavy cavalry and various magical weapons easily destroyed our dreams of conquering the German Empire. " Khan Seru slowly walked back to his throne and reached out to touch the wolf head carving on it.
He turned around and looked at his generals and ministers, then continued to ask, "You all think that we shouldn't give in, but let me ask you, my brave warriors … Do we still have the courage to go south and conquer the German Empire?"
After asking this question, the generals who were still clamoring not to let the Norland Kingdom off all lowered their heads.
The scene of the magic crystal cannons spewing flames and blasting the grassland cavalry was still painted on the walls of the hall. How could they forget the despair and fear that was deeply rooted in their bones?
"Since we've already given in, why can't we give in again?" Khan Seru laughed coldly, his voice echoing throughout the hall, "If the Kingdom of Northland is willing to trade with us and provide us with the necessities of life, why would we still plunder?"
"If they can't keep their promise, how much will we delay if we continue to plunder?" Khan Seru sat back on his throne and said, "All we have to do is wait. Wait for a trustworthy king to appear, or wait for a treacherous pig to reveal its weakness."
"Your Majesty is wise!" The leader in robes bowed and praised, "We just have to wait. If the German Empire isn't stupid, they will definitely start a conflict with the Kingdom of Northland. The conflict between them is irreconcilable, and we will only stand on the side of those who benefit us!"
"Your Majesty is wise!" All the generals and ministers and ministers bowed and praised, "Khan Seru!"
Amidst the thunderous cheers, Khan Seru narrowed his eyes. He knew that he was gambling. He was gambling on whether the Norland Kingdom really had the courage and power to change the order of this world.
If the Kingdom of Northland really succeeded, he wouldn't mind helping the Kingdom of Northland and using the power of the Kingdom of Northland to destroy the German Empire. If the Kingdom of Northland failed, he wouldn't mind continuing to plunder in the west and returning to his old profession.
As for whether he would sit back and watch the Kingdom of Northland rise, he didn't care at all. The rising Kingdom of Northland would definitely clash with the German Empire in the south. Who was stronger and who was weaker would naturally be revealed by then.
The worst outcome would be that the Kingdom of Northland defeated the German Empire. Then, the Kuruth Kingdom would have nothing to lose by forming an alliance with the Kingdom of Northland. This was the true strategy of a ruler. His decisions were built on the basis of maximizing benefits.
Outside the hall, Haybull raised his chin and walked towards the inn with his followers without looking back. He knew that he had completed his mission this time. The Kuruth Kingdom could no longer threaten the Kingdom of Northland in the west.
Once the dumping began, countless materials would pour into the grasslands and completely destroy the already fragile economy. In the end, this place would become a raw material supply base, providing wool and cotton for the Kingdom of Northland. It would no longer be able to cause any trouble.
The developed Kingdom of Northland would only have more and better weapons and equipment. The 100,000 cavalrymen that the Kuruth Kingdom was so proud of would eventually disappear into the dust of history.
"Just wait! We'll be back soon … "Haybull thought of his new country and smiled knowingly. At that time, he really didn't think that he would become a foreign affairs minister today.
"Kill!" On the training ground, thousands of soldiers who had just joined the army for a month were practicing their combat skills. Because of the time constraints, their combat skills were trained together with their formation skills.
This time, because they were well prepared, every soldier was equipped with a sword, shield, helmet and armour. They looked very valiant.
They all wore helmets unique to the Northland and stood under the scorching sun, sweating profusely as they held round wooden shields and stabbed forward with their swords again and again. Their combat movements were very simple, only blocking and stabbing. They were coherent and easy to grasp.
Although many grass-roots commanders believed that the possibility of the enemy's close-range attacks was very low after they were equipped with crossbows, the close-range combat training was retained, and it was even strengthened under Ragnar's suggestion.
On the other end of the training ground, the soldiers who had been in the army for more than three months had to practice crossbow shooting every day. This was the best training conditions that King Gravel could prepare for these recruits. The craftsmen worked overtime every day to produce crossbows, but they were still unable to meet the increasing demand for crossbows.
Originally, more than a thousand people were required to practice crossbow shooting, but now the Kingdom of Northland had expanded to three thousand crossbowmen. This was a huge pressure for the craftsmen who had just achieved the ability to produce crossbows.
According to the plans of King Gravel, Horf Wood and Beffman Watson, the Kingdom of Northland should form twenty thousand heavy infantry, five thousand heavy cavalry, at least a hundred magic crystal cannons and about eight thousand crossbowmen.
In addition, in order to deal with the threat of the German Empire, in addition to the crossbow bolts that had been used up during training, they also needed to stockpile crossbow bolts for use in a possible war. According to King Gravel's conservative estimate, he would at least need to stockpile a large number of crossbow bolts before the war with the German Empire.
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