The fire of artillery is so close that the entire Elichar reminds the fear of death and chaos a few days ago. Now, the razed blue palace, the central square full of rubble, the commercial street, and the aristocratic private soldiers who wandered around and claim to maintain public order, are constantly reminding them of this fact that the turbulent era has arrived.

Perhaps, this turmoil is only temporary? Perhaps, in a few days, we will settle down? Anyway, isn’t that state of emergency committee already under control of the situation in the capital? For ordinary people, what’s the difference between the big man on his head is the MPs of the Blue Palace or the committee? Isn’t anyone already going to patrol the streets now? These sheriffs wearing green sleeves and hats are worse than the black dogs before. Not only do they eat watermelon but they don’t pay for it now, but now they don’t pay for it, but there is no better than not, right?

The citizens finally settled a little tremblingly and prepared to start facing the future life, but the artillery fire on Dugu Fort once again made them feel like they had never seen before that war was by their side.

They are all deaths, but the mental impacts that terrorist attacks and wars bring to ordinary people are completely different. So, when the artillery fire sounds, it is not clear what will happen to Elichar, right?

For this, even the big names of the State of Emergency Committee who did not take the life and death of the people at all seriously, they now feel a little trouble.

Regarding this, Marshal Menthus quickly expressed clear dissatisfaction with his colleagues.

"So, I always thought that your cousin was a steady young man, so I handed over the task of persuading Dugu Castle to him. But, would it be such a passionate young man who turned the table without saying a word?"

"Well, maybe he thinks that cutting the mess quickly is also a way." General Dandy Lane, the director of the military police, smiled a few times, and answered a little perfunctorily.

"The reason we have come to the front of the stage must prove to the citizens as soon as possible that we have a way to stabilize the situation in Elichar. However, once the battle begins, the legitimacy of the State of Emergency Committee will definitely be questioned."

"Look at what you said. Of course, we say that the Federation is a free republic, and we can only sit in our position today with the support of the people. But in essence, who really takes their views in their hearts? Since ancient times, strong soldiers and strong horses have represented justice. Whoever has the big fist is the so-called legal one. The princes and imperial families in Auckland have always been like this, so how can we be exempt from the common people?"

"Haha, sure enough, this is your nature. Lord Halda, everyone used to think you were just a genius who loved beauty and wine, but it was really a deep misunderstanding." Mencius sneered: "But we went directly to war with people in the federal capital under our control. Can this mean that our fists are big?"

"If you can win soon, then that's fine." The military police director of the Dandelion family narrowed his unique slender eyes. His old men who had been in and out of the major clubs and clubs of Elichar in the past, and the fat sheep commonly known as the Great Heroes, who were called "the great heroes," said the flowers. At this time, there was a bit of evil spirit: "In short, they cannot give them any chance to speak out, nor can they have any chance to merge with neutral factions like Beren Custer."

Hearing this, the smile on Marshal Menthus's face suddenly became more and more ferocious: "Neutral? So, you always think that Little Berencaster will be a neutral? When he really stands in front of us with the World Tree Scepter and the army that conquered Orgrimmar, it will be too late."

"It is precisely because he is uncontrollable. Am I not able to give him any reason to attack?"

Marshal Mencius is the chief military commander of the federal government, the great magician, the state of emergency committee, or the chief of the aristocratic sect, and can be regarded as the leader of the future aristocratic sect. However, on the aristocratic sect (currently) the most capable of fighting the most elite land forces is the military police under General Halda Dandy Lane. In addition, the Dandelion family is one of the most influential nobles, so he naturally became the largest military leader.

Since the coup is successful now... no, our righteous actions to rectify the country and truth are beyond common sense, and the justice of the Aufa family to make trouble and make Tianqing have already been on the right track. The capital and most of the core territory have been effectively controlled. So, it is actually completely reasonable that the two sides have had such a little conflict in office politics.

No matter what, as long as everyone is fighting without delaying the serious business, it is acceptable.

In order to allow the nobles to unite the army... no, now we have the very formal name of "Zhenyi Wangshi Army". Although we have no idea what kind of kings we need to be a country known as the democratic federal republic. In short, in order to make the two leaders of the current "Zhenyi Wangshi Army", the first and second leaders will not immediately argue, and the rest said that this time it is time for them to appear.

"Okay, there is no need for the two to argue over a small Dugu Fort. Whether it is a strong attack or persuading surrender, we will meet in the past few days. But in comparison, the Sixth Legion, which is still stationed in the Fortress of Daroshul, is the biggest concern for us." The title of "Zoeyi" - Te Miao is really uncomfortable. In the future, it will be called "Aristocratic Union Army" - one of the double flower red sticks of the Noble United Army, Lieutenant General Orlandbell, the commander of the 11th Legion of the Federal Army. This is a middle-aged man who looks very grand. He is not particularly burly but very strong, and has a bit of scholarly elegance and aristocratic arrogance. It is very in line with the image of a Confucian general who is both civil and military in the minds of many people.

Of course, Lieutenant General Orlandbell, who was born in a middle-class nobleman and married the daughter of Violet Verander, was also one of the most capable generals among the aristocratic clans. However, he was very self-aware. The 11th Legion, which was regarded as a forbidden corpse by the Violet family, is far from the invincible iron army before the Merlot Rebellion at the beginning of the founding of the country. Although the Violet family has the policies and resources and the number of equipment soldiers is not short of, it has only seen many bloody road specimens, and it cannot be on the same level as the Eastern Legion, which has been on the front line for many years.

"Ryanhart Astray was promoted and trained by Agroel, but it has always been the pillar of their force. Now, our subsequent attitude is very important. Whether we should try to win over and buy or eliminate it requires our decision." Lieutenant General Salphin of the Noble United Army was spoken.

He was a member of the Appster family. He served as the commander of the army five years ago, but he lost his power due to a corruption case in the barracks and was arrested by Russell, who had just become the Minister of Military Affairs. Although he barely saved his life, he was completely retired from active service. Now, this guy has made a breakthrough, and his main job is to integrate the mobs gathered by the nobles into a force that can at least lead.

"After all, Russell Clement is dead. We must ensure the stability of the political situation in the future. Both Makarov and Nashis must be eliminated as quickly as possible! However, the red lightning is different. Although he was promoted by Agroel, he did not show a clear political tendency in the past. Perhaps, it can be won over." Oranbert said.

"Oh?" Marshal Menthus raised his eyebrows: "So, in the final analysis, if you want to have a fight with the Eastern Legion on the battlefield, you will not want to."

"This...well, we are not those Oakland Peacocks and Nord bears after all. We can achieve our goals in the most time-saving and labor-saving methods. This is the style of the followers of Austria."

It's really high-sounding, but to put it bluntly, isn't it just from the heart? In comparison, the little guy who started to work in Dugu Castle was a little reckless, but he was still a little passionate. If you think about it carefully, it's still worth cultivating.

...After that being said, when did our aristocratic factions fall to this level? The ones that are barely worthy of training are all this style? Why are the better young people in the Federation now not from here? When they think of this, Marshal Menthus suddenly felt an indescribable sadness.

"Is it still unclear about the whereabouts of Beren Custer young?" asked the marshal again.

"Uh, Neosfia only said he rode a dragon and left. However, the old man said that at least he could guarantee that he would not be able to come back if the overall situation was decided..."

"Even if you come back, if you are smart, you should have arrived at the Iron Rose Fortress and will be in harmony with his army. However, he does not have a fleet in his hand." The implication is that no matter how powerful the troops can fight, they can only wave on the ground. If there is no ship, they will fly over by themselves?

"What if he brings his troops to join the Sixth Legion?" Marshal Menthus said coldly. The fleet under the Eastern Fleet is not large in size, but as a transit station for the local area and the new territory of the Henas Peninsula and Orgrimmar, the Daroshul Fortress at its base has never been short of transport ships.

The people present were speechless. Of course, if the nobles' Joint Army brought the fleet gathered in front of them out in full swing, they could defeat the small boats in the Northeast by overwhelming numbers. But everyone present knew that the State of Emergency Committee came to power after all, and the First and Second Legions, which were temporarily dissatisfied with the weapons, were dissatisfied with this. What if someone got up to make trouble? With the mobs of the nobles' Joint Army and the military police, how could they suppress so many arrogant soldiers and generals... Well, these two legions have never seen any blood, of course they are far from being elite soldiers, but after all, they were trained carefully by Agroll, at least they should be able to fight against the military police and mercenary private soldiers.

Therefore, the fleet cannot leave, even if it really wants to leave, it can only leave part of it.

"His existence is too dangerous." Mencius said coldly.

"Who are you referring to? Little Berencaster?" Halda asked intentionally.

The marshal almost couldn't help rolling his eyes and said directly: "Indeed, he is the most dangerous. But is there any way you can deal with him?"

"Look at what you said, I just put forward some opinions and let's discuss with each other. Didn't the old men say it too? Little Berencaster is the spokesperson of the truth of Aufa, the white jade pillar of the Federation, and the purple gold beam of the sea across the alliance. After we make things right, the country will sooner or later be handed over to him. It is precisely for this future alliance leader to master a normal, stable country that everyone can satisfy, that we are so desperate." The squinting general of the Dandelion family smiled, as if he didn't know how shameless his words were.

In addition, there is naturally no such metaphor in common terms, but it is enough for everyone to understand the spirit.

To the surprise of those present, Marshal Menthus did not question this, but said: "You are right. Even if we want to calm our little pillars down, the attitude of the Sixth Legion is very important. Admiral Fanil, please choose a reliable naval general, and form the Irbat as the core, and go to the east and the garrison fleet we were there."

The current commander of the fleet of the nobles' Union Army has always been very Buddhist, but Admiral Ferneil, who had to leave the mountain because he was in-laws with the Violet family, breathed a sigh of relief. Anyway, it would be great as long as he didn't lead the troops to fight in person.

"The squadron with Irbat as the core has long been organized. It is a mobile fleet including five high-speed battleships and four cruisers. The admiral is Major General Drake Orentian, and is also a well-known federal naval general."

What a fuck! He was the idiot commander who was hung and beaten by orcs and undead in the Battle of Farahls. He had not escaped his life by relying on Berencaster, but he had not escaped. If it weren't for the direct descendants of the Orentian family, he would have been beaten to the end. In addition, who wouldn't know that he was your brother-in-law?

Although the people present were complaining in their hearts, they did not object. After all, there were too few fleet generals in the nobles' joint army who had practical experience and trustworthy. In any case, Major General Drake was at least above the average.

In addition, although General Fanil is a Buddhist, his specialty is the reorganization of ships and fleet operations. A few days ago, he began to unify the fleet grouping of warships from each family, and he did have some pragmatic results.

The so-called Irbat is actually the blue one among the three new guided warships. It is named after the great magician of the Orentian family, one of the founding heroes of the Federation and one of the great heroes of the United Nations. Of course, for convenience, we will call it the Blue Ship in the future. The Blue Ship is the most powerful and endurance among the three red, blue and black ships of the pillars of the noble united fleet. It is of course the right choice to marshal it with some new high-speed warships as maneuvering power.

"Even if you encounter a white ship, the mobile fleet can gain the upper hand. After joining the garrison fleet in the east, it can block the main airspace passage."

"It's not just a blockade. I want you to find an opportunity to attack the Fortress of Daroshul, force surrender or annihilate the Eastern Fleet." Marshal Menthus shook his head and said.

Everyone present was a little silent for a moment, and it took a little time to digest the news. After a while, General Fanil said slowly: "...this, so you want us to do it first?"

"No, it's about pacifying the chaos." Mencius said, looking deeply at the military police chief of the squinting house.

"Yes, when we wait for the fleet to arrive, we will understand. We have been preparing for so long, and it is time to launch it." The military police chief smiled and said, "If you are lucky, you may be able to get the white ship back. However, the cute little girls on the white ship must be safe and secure. It is of course the best thing that little Berencaster can't come back, but if he really comes back and is willing to accept the settings we give him, it depends on this time."
Chapter completed!