"It seems that in the eyes of our young emperor, His Majesty, I, the Julils family, have become the object of slaughter at will!" After a moment of silence, the heroic Julilsforberg looked indignant, lying on the bed and snorted murderously, the wind blew in from the window, with a hint of coolness, and the bedroom was filled with a smell of blood, I don't know if it was this sentence, or the wound on Julilsforg's body, "What are you going to do next?"

After reading the letter in his hand, the fat man put down the letter with a solemn expression and raised his head, "I want to hear your thoughts!"

At this moment, there was a rare trace of hesitation on Julils's somewhat hideous face, and it seemed that he had lost his square inch in front of this sudden news

"If you want to delay, it's not difficult, you only need to recuperate from the injury and you should be able to delay for a while, if you want to solve it once and for all, it depends on your determination!"

The fat man touched his chin, no wonder Fort Julilsford was so angry, provoked civil strife in the northwest, deprived the Northwest Slavic region of the ruling power, and now transferred the Fifth Army of the Empire, which last supported the northwest region, the number one person in the northwest region, must be full of extreme dissatisfaction with the Gallic Empire at this moment,

"Isn't this nonsense? At such a juncture, of course, once and for all!" said Julilsforberg, whose eyes flashed with hatred, gritted his teeth,

Since the last time he listened to the fat man pretending to be sick, Julillsford's trust in this prospective son-in-law has risen rapidly, and the battle of the Northwest, if it weren't for the unexpected tactics of this prospective son-in-law, hitting the soft underbelly of the opposition in one fell swoop, this Northwest battle will not end in a situation that is quite okay at present, although the division of the north and the south seems embarrassing, but the Julils family has at least preserved half of the country, not as originally expected. Being completely excluded from the Northwest Territories is also a blessing in misfortune

"The assassination won't last long, but we can use this to fight back!" The fat man hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to take a gamble, and said slowly, "The focus this time is the Fifth Legion, I don't know how sure Lord Fubao is of the Fifth Legion!"

"Although the Fifth Army is the Fifth Army of the Empire, it has experienced many major battles and suffered severe battle losses. The old men have almost been eliminated in the past," Julilsfort replied with a pensive expression and a solemn expression, "More than half of the officers in the Legion now are the sons of my Julils family, in charge of the affairs of the Fifth Legion, and my best friend, General Xavier. There will be no problem with loyalty, I made an agreement with him when I set off. Before you see my hand-signed command. The Fifth Army will not be mobilized for the time being"

Julils Fort's voice stopped, and he said with some concern

"But there is no guarantee that the Imperial Military Department will not directly send someone to convey the order, as long as you bring the seal of His Majesty the Emperor, even Xavier can only obey, otherwise it will be considered a rebellion. The other side will immediately cut off the supply of the Fifth Legion, without the support of the Empire, the Fifth Legion will only be overwhelmed by the Slavs, and the other side should plan to do the same" "This is easier to do. Since he needs the emperor's seal, then let him never reach it!" The fat man's black pupils flashed and said, "You mean to intercept the emperor's envoy halfway?" Julilsfort was obviously taken aback by this sentence, and his face turned even paler, indicating that this is more difficult to do, and the other party will definitely set off very secretly, and in Kyoto, the entire Julils family is under surveillance, and there is no access to specific information at all

"Don't worry about this!" the fat man laughed and said, "In order to avoid being detected, the other party will definitely not choose the main road," they will choose the uninhabited wilderness and go straight to the station of the Fifth Legion, if I remember correctly, in the Northwest Slavic region, such a wilderness is very dangerous, no one dares to guarantee that there will be no robbers, robbers, and even Slavs who hate the empire!"

"This is the truth," said with a smile on the fat man's words, "I have been in the Northwest Slavic region for more than ten years, and I know it too well! The Northwest Slavic region is extremely complicated, and even my Fifth Army Corps can control the area of zhì is extremely limited.

"In many wildernesses, the Slavs are in control, and if they knew that the envoys of the Gallic emperor were going to pass by! The Slavic barbarians, who had been thinking about revenge all day long, would have been interested in this!"

Julils Fort's voice stopped, and the sneer on the corner of his mouth was full of a strong conspiracy flavor: "But even if it can be stopped once, the other party will send more people, and the final order will definitely be transmitted to the Fifth Legion, and this is not the final solution!"

No, you really want the order to never be delivered! The fat man's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he was indeed a butcher in the Northwest, and he was ruthless!

"Of course I know that Ling will be sent in the end, but all they can see is an empty camp and a vengeful army assembled by the Slavs!"

"Well, what do you mean??ordered the Fifth Army to change locations?" Fort Julilsford was unexpectedly stunned for a moment, this lone wolf in the northwest is really not a vegetarian, he is really in a hurry, and he is also a single-minded person who can completely lose the so-called face

"Why do you want to change it?" the fat man laughed, "In this situation, it is naturally safest to transfer back to the northwest, isn't the order for the Fifth Army Corps to go south? Then you will directly transfer the Fifth Army from the Slavic region to the northwest region before their order arrives."

"There will be at least a month of delay in this way," the fat man said with a mysterious face on his face

"That'...... Isn't the North-Western Slavic region completely lost......" Julilsfort looked at the fat man in amazement,

The fat man's black pupils flashed with a cold light, and he said slowly, "I can't bear the child, how can I get a fierce hungry wolf, and if I lose the suppression of the Fifth Legion, the Slavs will inevitably fight back, think about it, the main force of the empire is fighting against Gangfei in the south, and on the northwest border of the empire, countless Slavs are like locusts across the border,......"

Julils Fort was already in a cold sweat, this was too ruthless! If the other party knew that there was such a despicable guy on his side, he would probably die with hatred

"With the Fifth Legion here, the Slavs will not dare to enter the northwest directly, they will turn to the east, straight into the hinterland of the empire, it must be very lively! Let the high-ranking people of the empire feel the battle axes of the Slavs...... Ahem......" The fat man was still talking, and was suddenly interrupted by a violent cough, only to find that Julil Sforberg on the other side was too excited, and finally pulled the wound, grinning in pain, a violent dry cough, red blood gushing out of his mouth, mixed with some fragments of internal organs, looking like a cannibal

The Gallic Emperor's knife of transferring the Fifth Army to the south really pierced the heart of Julilsfort with blood, such an obvious series of suppressions, no one can stand it, from the upper echelons of the ruthlessness of killing themselves quickly, the resentment in his heart rises infinitely, this Julilsfort who has been in charge of the overall situation of the northwest for 20 years and is known as the butcher of the northwest, finally has an unstable loyalty, which is turning into a deep hatred, and the mouth full of blood with a bit of despair in front of him reminds him of the word "fish die and the net is broken",

The fat man told him that the Julils family withdrew from the northwest Slavic region, and they also had to pull the empire to back, after such a trouble, the empire would inevitably be in chaos, even if the Slavs were beaten back, the Gallic Empire was afraid that it would suffer heavy losses, at least there was no energy to deal with the Julils family again, and the Julils family was located in the northwest, with heavy troops, it was entirely possible to rise again in this turmoil, listening to the fat man's remarks, Julils Fortburg's face was cloudy, "It's really a deep knife!" The fat man made a regretful look, picked up a clean towel from the bedside, and handed it to Julil Sforberg, who was unable to move on the bed, "It's just pretending, why do you really put such a heavy hand on yourself!"

"If you don't make it look real, how can you hide it from the eyes around you!" Julils Fort took the towel with an embarrassed expression, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said unexpectedly to the fat man, "The eyes around you, are you sure?" The fat man asked with a stunned face, "Even a fly can't escape this manor now, even if you have eyes, what can you do?" And the people who came with you this time are only a few personal guards, you can easily find out from the inside!" "I'm very sure! Because he was specially left by me to spy on me!" Julils smiled slyly at the corner of his mouth, "It seems that you already have a plan!" I just said it, don't take it too seriously" The fat man shrugged his shoulders, "No, I think it's much simpler than you, but you let me see my dominant side in depression for the first time" Julils Fort looked relaxed for the first time, "It turns out that I am not completely powerless to fight back for those guys!"

Julilsford's voice stopped, obviously having made a decision, and said, "I can't make any more moves for the time being, but you can transfer the Fifth Legion back with the help of your people, only in this way, the Imperial side will not pay too much attention, and when they react, it will be a foregone conclusion,

My Julils family has been based in the northwest for decades, fighting for the north and south of the Gallic Empire, and half of the outstanding children of the family have not lived past the age of thirty. (To be continued......)