Ehrhart Ruppel strides into the Diet with a grin
My Lords, I present you... Dijon.
The French noble governing our rightful province was arrogant or foolish enough to have his men camp outside the city rather than garrison it and has paid with his life after being defeated by me in single combat.
While Dijon has been reclaimed, it is anything but safe. The walls are damaged from the previous assault by the French and it stands without any garrison.
However, the men are still loyal to the empire and many have asked to enlist in the local militia. I ask permission to order repair of its walls and recruitment of additional militia at once.
For the moment, I shall remain encamped inside Dijon as no less than four French armies patrol the region and many of my men are too tired to continue back towards Bern, which is under threat by a large contigent of an army composed wholly of veteran French Lancers.
I pray that Duke von Salza can hold them with aid of the SHA I left him and most of my levy.
Now if you excuse me, I have a city to rebuild.
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