The Natia Federation can be fully understood as an archipelago country, but these islands are just floating in the sky. The lifeline of the island country is at the sea, and the navy will of course be highly valued. Take an island country for example. No matter how envious and jealous the red deer in the army, how much they want the navy to be shameful, there are even several army-born prime ministers but the navy has not one, but the fact that cannot be changed is to maintain a world-class large fleet, military expenditure and resources are completely tilted towards the navy. The result is that its army's technology and equipment level has been at least twenty years behind the great powers for a long time. If their main opponents were not lagging behind the great powers by an era, the result would have been very embarrassing.

In short, since it is an island country, even the officers on the warships bring more news than others when walking. This is common sense.

Fortunately, this was a medieval era, and the Federation was also a slave aristocratic republic that was not advanced than classical Rome, and it was not advanced to establish a complete and strict modern division of arms. Although there are so-called naval officers and army officers, this is actually a system of honorary ranks copied from the ancient Yanlong Dynasty of Auckland, and it has nothing to do with the division of arms. Therefore, the only advantage is that there is actually no unilateral land and sea contradictions in the federal army, as well as strange settings such as the Marine Corps and Army Navy Corps.

We also saw that Lu Xi, the so-called admiral, was once the commander of the army, and an army colonel like Andrier, also became a serious admiral admiral.

...It is said that of course it is just said. In the Federation, whether you are a "navy" or a "army" is randomly assigned when you become an officer. However, the spokesperson of the military department has always denied it, saying that we are clearly calculated by the prophetic wizard based on the birth date and name of each officer, and based on whether the corresponding star position is earth or water attribute. This is a very logical, magical, and full of mystery. Is there any high-level award system?

Back to the topic, the admiral of the Central Fleet, like the commander of the First and Second Corps, the military police and the logistics director stationed in the capital, are basically the rank of generals, and their theoretical status is the same. However, serving on warships is superior, and even the big-headed soldiers of the army want to be stormtroopers on warships because their income is no less than that. The commander of the fleet is generally regarded as the fourth military figure second only to the commander of the military order and the second deputy commander of the military order.

In addition, depending on the reputation and qualifications of the parties involved, sometimes the Fleet Admiral has to serve as the deputy commander of the military order, so it is directly the third or even the second.

Shouldn’t such a big shot in taking office in the magnificent hall, under the support of a wide range of famous wines and delicacies, and by the well-dressed dignitaries and celebrities from all walks of life? In such a comfortable and relaxed environment as a cocktail party, the Commander can fully know each other with his direct assistants, speak freely, and then fully know how to cultivate a tacit understanding? In the days to come, everyone can be with the light for granted!

Yes, when the Admiral can really understand the hardships of his subordinates, then consider coming to the fleet to inspect and observe. In this way, the subordinates can be hidden... no, avoid misunderstandings from the commander. After many years, hasn't everyone been like this all the time?

As a result, what the hell is the youngest admiral of the Central Fleet in federal history? He ran to the dock before he took office? He also asked officers of all sizes to come and wait?

But no matter what the officers of the Central Fleet thought, Lu Xi had already arrived and he was here now.

Lieutenant General Gullaer, deputy commander of the Central Fleet, stood at the lieutenant general of the officers' regiment, Lieutenant General Reeves, Chief of Staff Major General Tovey, Chief of the Inspector General Salah, Chief of the Chariot Commander Major General Salah, Chief of the Military Preparation Major General Bebart and other senior officers lined up on his left and right. Lieutenant General Gullaer, who just turned forty this year, watched as he walked off the carriage, stepped onto the carpet, and walked towards him step by step, in his early twenties, with a heroic posture, aura, youthful and particularly handsome appearance, his face was complicated.

"Look at my commander, it's like a proud queen!" The voice of Major General Salah, the director of the stormtrooper, rang behind him.

Lieutenant General Gullaer did not speak, but Lieutenant General Reeves turned around and gave the other party a vicious stare. Among the senior officers present, he and Lieutenant General Gullaer participated in the Battle of Farahars, and in a sense they were Lu Xi's comrades-in-arms.

Lieutenant General Reeves should even regard Lu Xi as his life-saving benefactor. At the critical moment of that battle, the ancient black dragon possessed by the Bloodthirsty King hovered over the Federal flagship Nasipia. When he was about to completely destroy the pride of the federal fleet, Lu Xi led the "Blue Bird who brought victory" to the battlefield in time and overturned the black dragon head-on. At that moment, Lieutenant General Reeves was on the ship and finally escaped from the black dragon's mouth. He watched the entire battle from close range and was somewhat grateful and respectful to Lu Xi.

As for Lieutenant General Gulaal, who is holding a stiff constipated face, his condition is a bit complicated...

Lu Xi did not deliberately slow down his pace and added a sense of oppression to everyone, nor did he speed up the pace, and he specially gave people a look of the wind. He took a normal step and came to everyone. At the same time, the military band affiliated to the fleet also began to play music, not playing military songs, national anthems, but a very imposing Oakland march "The Sun Advance", which was a famous song improvised by the famous musician Clautff after the decisive triumph of the Sun King Guyus the Great.

"Is this giving me eye drops? Or is it a simple method of flattery?" Lu Xi thought so, but did not order to stop. He stopped at the senior officers and gave everyone a friendly smile.

"Everyone, the first time I met! I am Lu Xilin Goberen Custer, so I'll be spared if I give me more advice and other greetings. Everyone knows me, and I just hope to be able to have fun with everyone in the future."

As long as Lu Xi sends out his business smile, his mental power is below 100, and his tenacity is above level 5, he cannot fight against creatures with a tough psychology, right? Anyway, the senior officers on the scene have more or less dull and stunning expressions, with men and women no exception. Then, everyone's performance is not very natural.

"In addition, it's been a long time since Master Gulal, Master Reeves. It's been two years since Farahals, right?" Lu Xi said to the only two people present.

Yes, it was just a matter of understanding. During the Battle of Farahers, as the chief of staff of the fleet, Reeves did not play any role from beginning to end, so of course it would not be possible to leave any profound image for Lu Xi. If it weren't for the super memory of the extraordinary caster, Lu Xi might have forgotten the other party.

As for Lieutenant General Gulaal, he took over the command of the entire fleet in the last moment of the battle with a command sequence, and performed quite well. At least he maintained the entire army without completely disintegrating while fighting and retreating. He knew that the test of the commander was actually much more difficult than winning the battle... Of course, the morale of the Federal Army was saved by Lu Xi's verbal gun and a single ship hit the ancient black dragon, but we don't need to explain this detail too much.

In short, after that, Lieutenant General Erich Gulal's reputation changed from "the third brother of the Gulal family" to "the iron wall above Farahars". So, a clan who was supposed to be just a member of the army became a star that was rising and rising. At that time, he was less than forty years old.

The nobles of the clans, including himself, did not doubt that Lieutenant General Gular would become the admiral of the Central Fleet and even the general commander of the military order one day. But so what? Compared to the dignified Orgrimmar Conqueror, the value of his so-called general is really a bit insufficient! What's more, he is almost half of his age.

"Well, there are always those geniuses in this world who can't even be jealous, but if you are the admiral, I'd be convinced. In the next few years, everyone will work together and be at peace. However, why do you humiliate your uncle in Congress?"

Yes, a few days ago, during the parliamentary meeting, he was first disturbed by Lu Xi's mind control technique and then brought up the rhythm by the famous 11th level rhetoric. He was crying on the spot, the head of the Xingjian Pavilion, the magician Le Pengural, and the second-in-commander in the field of prophecies in the academic alliance, was the current uncle of Lieutenant General Erich Gullar.

The dignified magician was actually trapped by a young man less than one-third of his own with spiritual magic on the spot, which was a great shame for the caster. This old bureaucrat who had occupied Xingjian Pavilion for ten years was disgraceful and angry, so he stayed in his door. Chairman Russell once arranged for the relatively neutral political stance to take over Xingjian Pavilion. There was no way to do so. After all, Master Russell was a guy who betrayed his class and did not have a particularly hard-core and influential political allies within the academic alliance. And an important occult institution like Xingjian Pavilion is not something that ordinary people who are not spellcasters can control. However, this is enough.

Lieutenant General Gulaal remembered his uncle's miserable situation in a few days and felt like he was ten years old. He was naturally full of resentment. However, he understood that if he really had a conflict with Lu Xi head-on, he actually had no chance of winning.

"...But, don't think that's all! Now, the entire Central Fleet has been managed by me. As long as the heads of all important departments disobey your orders, I'll see how your admiral is! Oh hahaha! Lu Xiberencaster, our war has just begun! You know nothing about this battlefield and have nothing, how can you fight me?"

Thinking of this, Lieutenant General Erich Gullaal felt that his mood was getting better. So he also squeezed out a brilliant and even hypocritical smile on his face and shook hands with Lu Xi: "Yes, today, the officials still remember the Battle of Farahars. You came on the battlefield like a savior. The three armies were invincible and heroic! It is really my dream to be able to serve under your command!"

Yes, I dream of seeing you being knocked out by everyone, and this beautiful face looks like crying!

"That's great, I'm looking forward to it." Lu Xi smiled and nodded, as if he was very satisfied with Lieutenant General Gullaer's answer. Then, he shook the hand of Chief Reeves and exchanged a few friendly greetings. But then, he skipped the Chief Inspector Major General Tovey and walked straight to Salah, the director of the stormtrooper.

"Major General Salah?" Lu Xi's smile was still exquisite and beautiful, and there was no sign of unfriendliness. So the director of the stormtrooper also hurriedly stood at attention, held Lu Xi's one hand with both hands, and replied seriously: "It's the official..."

"Very good!" As soon as Lu Xi finished speaking, the giant general, who was tall and huge, at least one taller than him and had a head wider and two circles wider, was pulled out of the crowd by one hand and then smashed heavily to the ground.

"Bang!" Major General Salah's body suddenly sank, forming a hemisphere depression on the ground, wailing and unable to move. It was clearly the effect of gravity.

...The whole audience was silent for a moment, and even the military band couldn't help but stop playing. In the silence that lasted for half a minute, everyone's heads stopped working for a while. Of course, it's not a big deal that everyone present had never seen the world. When they encounter such a god, no one's brain will be enough.

"Then, well, Major General Bebart, by the way, you are." Lu Xi hooked his finger casually, and a short major general flew out of thin air from the crowd and hit the ground with a loud bang. However, this person was not suppressed by gravity, but all parts below his neck were frozen by frost. He was far worse than the director of the stormtrooper. At least he could wail, so the guy fainted.

"Next one, I'll take a look..."

Thump! Major General Quentin, the Chief of Fleet Service, knelt on the ground with his neck covered, his face twitching constantly, making a painful sound of "hoho".

Dong! Brigadier General Verard, the assistant chief of staff who was in charge of the Far East marshal, turned into a stone sculpture and fell to the ground, breaking one leg and a hand on the spot.

Hula! The new captain of the Nasipia, Brigadier General Kulun, ignited a raging flame in half of his body, and rushed out of the crowd with screams, but directly hit an invisible air wall, and fell to the ground on the spot, and seemed to be inactive.

"Are you crazy?" Lieutenant General Gular finally reacted, and while roaring, he pinched out the battle axe made of lightning with his right hand, and blasted towards Lu Xi who was close at hand.

Lu Xi's right hand was casually ripped and the lieutenant general's wrist was dislocated on the spot, and his whole body lost balance and fell to the ground. The lightning battle axe condensed from the violent atmospheric elements was waved by the other party's empty hand and disappeared on the spot.

"Don't be impatient, Lieutenant General Gular, I am just performing my duties."
Chapter completed!