It's not necessarily the worst of times, but it's certainly not the best of times.

The earth-shattering news on the continent of Bodie has recently reached the island of Hope.The leader of the rebel Empire's bandit army, Grand Duke Kentan, has unfortunately died of illness.His son Raoul has inherited his unfinished business.The young man has changed his father's old-fashioned, slow-moving style.He has launched a stormy raid on the Tamborance Empire.Giving Divot a humiliating dismount.

Raoul was originally quietly imprisoned in Constantinople by General Iros, but after the sudden attack of the Dessert fleet and the disappearance of the general himself, there was no news of him.

Heaven is fair.After some tossing, Raoul finally succeeded in sitting on the real first 'handover' chair.His father's subordinate General Raeder and the dwarven alchemist John Hammer were still reused by the new duke.In order to reflect the sharpness of his new official's three fires, Raoul specially changed his father's step-by-step and steady style.Successively took three cities of the empire like crazy.The rebels had almost advanced to a position only more than 200 miles away from the imperial capital Xiza.

The entire Bodi continent was shocked, and the Duke of Loyle, who was preparing to fight against the De Setters in the far north, even sent a message to Deliot, asking for his troops to be sent back to destroy the Kentan Kingdom.

The Emperor, on the other hand, was calm, and he smiled and said to the Prime Minister Carlignan, "That young man is really moving a lot, and if this continues, in less than three days, our city of Cesar will be surrounded."

"Your Majesty, now that the orders from top to bottom of the empire are incomprehensible, your army may not necessarily be the opponent of these high-morale thieves.

Dioot did not respond positively, but ordered the 'squire' to summon in a strange man who had been waiting outside the 'door' for a long time: "The matter is settled."

"Everything is ready, just wait for His Majesty's order."

"Very well, inform them that they must be in high alignment with Savarin, the commander of Constantinople, and withdraw when it is time to retreat, and counterattack when it is time to counterattack." Deliot's piercing eyes were full of confidence.

"We need to abandon the important strategic 'sex' port of Constantinople." Carignan couldn't believe it, although he had taught this apprentice, but it was obvious that his own thinking could not keep up with him.

"When it's time to let go, we need to let go decisively, we have no advantage over the Dessert at sea, and we have no advantage over the Desert at all. Dilloette said as he picked up a pot of tea from his desk. The edge of the Kentan is all on our side, and there must be a very empty rear for them, and once the Desserts are ashore, there are only two ways to go, either to the east and along the great plains, or to the south into the steep and rugged mountains.

"Your Majesty, I think they should push eastward, for only then will they be able to match their own forces attacking the city of Roma."

"You're right, what's on the east side of Constantinople?" Diliot 'seduces' step by step.

"It's nothing more than a few little Boguo with ambiguous attitudes."

The Emperor nodded, and gestured with his hand to wipe his neck: "Then it's over, let them and these guys with a backbone in the back of their heads consume it, and then we will clench our fists and drive the Kentan rebels to the Deseth, and finally collect the nets and fish according to the actual situation."

"Your Majesty's move can be described as killing three birds with one stone." Carignan is half sycophant, half mantra, since the humiliation of Albert and others in the city of Solo, the old prime minister can no longer regain the limelight and glory of the past, so he has to bow his eyebrows and bend his waist.

"The commander of the imperial capital's defense, General Guise, asks to see you." Someone outside the hall reported it at the right time.

"Just in time, please let him in."

You know, this general is not an ordinary man, when the emperor went to the house of Luther to command the attack on the city of Roma, it was this man who took up the heavy burden and controlled Deliot's hometown very well and very steadily.

This man was about forty years of age, and he was so low-key that he would hardly have heard of his name unless he was in the imperial capital, and his relationship with Delviot was like that of a hound and a hunter, and when he was needed, he would do his best, and when everything was peaceful, he would lie quietly in the corner, and not make a single unnecessary noise.

For Deliot, having General Guise was his greatest luck, and the Duke of Loyle or General Ilos and the like were completely superfluous in front of Guise.

The commander of the imperial capital's city defense is not a favored minister in the usual sense, but the emperor knows very well that at the most critical moment, only such a person is truly worthy of trust.

"Your Majesty, the sewer system of the entire city has basically been mastered by me for more than half a year. Guise speaks quickly, but his words are extremely clear.

"General, put your matter aside for a moment, I need a proper person to go to Constantinople to take care of the overall situation, you are the most suitable, if you have any requests, I will do my best to meet them." Del Elliot opened the door and saw that he knew Guise's temper, and he had an absolute understanding with him, just like the feeling between the master and the dog.

"When does Your Majesty need me to go?" Guise's posture was as if he was going to rush over at once.

The Emperor patted him on the shoulder, then handed over the tea he had drunk, and said, "No hurry, no hurry, I have to tell you a few more words... Stand down, all of you." Many of the 'squires' bowed out, leaving only the Emperor, General Guise, and Prime Minister Carignan.

"Your Majesty, the old minister has also taken his leave."

"No, no, no, you're my teacher, and I need to hear your opinion on this project." The monarch and the minister are vain and wronged.

Deliot took out a map from the bookcase against the wall, and slowly unfolded it: "This is the port of Banderol of the Desserts.This is our Constantinople.Here and here, there are several frontier sea reefs controlled by the Hope State.After the three-point-two-by-two line, it can be seen that it is roughly a slightly narrow triangle.The port of Banderroll is far away from us.And the island of Hope is relatively close......"

"Your Majesty means to ask General Guise to strengthen his ties with King Richard." Thinking that he had taken the lead, he hurriedly asked, "When people are weak, it is easy to lower their IQ accordingly, because they always want to prove it to others, but the results are often disappointing."

Defot smiled slightly, and gently brushed his hand on the folds of the map: "The Kotés sent to Hope Island have sent me the latest news. They are sure that they will easily muddy the political situation on the island while eliminating Duke Borot, so that the pressure on our continent can be reduced a lot."

"The Dessert are our common enemy, and if Your Majesty does this now, I am afraid it will only make the relatives bitter and the enemies happy." Carignan uttered a very unintelligent remark, which was unimaginable before.Del.T.After all, he was a student he taught.Subconscious.The old ruler always had something to look forward to.The rise and fall of the empire.The rise and fall of the empire.To some extent, it was closely related to him.T.T.'s risky moves were completely out of his sight.

The Emperor was not angry, but said to Guise, "Who do you think our greatest enemy is?"

"Your Majesty, the Tamborance Empire occupies the most fertile and valuable land in the center of the Bodi Continent. The fall of a big empire is often due to internal reasons. If outsiders rely on hard force alone to push it, I am afraid it can only be a fantasy. The ancient Vien empire of the year, and even the ancient Orent empire in the east, were all defeated in the hands of their own people. The rebels of Kentan must be exterminated. The so-called King Richard on Hope Island should also take advantage of the situation to solve it. The empire cannot have two cores. Just as there cannot be two suns in the sky. The two moons are the same, and since the Desserts are menacing, we can borrow their hands to eradicate these real calamities, and the Tambolance Empire will be at peace forever." The words of the commander of the imperial capital city defense were clear and clear, and they were completely pouring down, and it was obvious that he had formed a fixed set of opinions in his heart.

Del Tleiot nodded in satisfaction, then turned to face the prime minister and said, "Teacher, is there anything else you would like to add?"

In this case, even if his stomach turned upside down, he could not say a word, and Carignan had to be silent in approval.

"General, Constantinople, you are the bright line, and there is a dark line, and when necessary, they will contact you, and the Cortes on the island of Hope will also send you the same message, and all actions are aimed at exterminating and stifling the rebels.

"Your Majesty, I understand, I will go to the work of the imperial capital city defense as soon as possible to 'hand' over to a reliable person, please rest assured."

"Go ahead."

Ghis's resolute appearance made Deliot particularly satisfied.

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