Liu Yun and the queen went to the edge of the dance field to take a look, and sure enough, in the center of the wide dance floor, a super invincible beautiful man wearing a naval cadet ceremonial uniform was dancing with the baby little princess of the Liu family in his arms.

"Call the ceremonial officer." Liu Yun instructed his entourage, and he vaguely felt that he had seen this lucky man who had the courage to come forward to invite a dance without being rejected by his daughter.

Four years ago, Zhang Yu, the official of the imperial ceremonies, who was still the commander of the military police in the imperial capital, ran over sweating profusely, and the pockets of his tuxedo were bulging.

"What does the emperor command?"

Liu Yun sneered: "I'm receiving red envelopes again, who are you going to introduce to me?" ”

Zhang Yu broke out in a cold sweat: "The emperor is wise, minister, and the minister is about to introduce His Majesty to Baron Wang Zhaoyong, a celebrity in Guangdong." ”

"It's too ugly, it's not a proper system, do you want to go back to the gendarmerie and clean the toilets for your men."

"What the emperor taught is that the minister is guilty, and the minister deserves to die......"

Liu Yun pouted into the dance arena: "Let's spare you this time, you can take a look, whose son is the little white face dancing with the princess?" ”

Zhang Yu squinted his eyes and looked: "Your Majesty, this is the younger brother of Baron Wang Zhaoyong just mentioned, named Wang Zhaoming, twenty-five years old this year, graduated from Dalian Naval Academy with the first place three years ago, got the short sword given by the emperor, and is now serving in the Ministry of the Navy." ”

"Why don't I remember?"

"That time your dragon body was not safe, and it was given by the minister."

Liu Yun nodded unhappily: "Go down, that Wang Zhaoyong doesn't have to be brought." ”

Zhang Yu obeyed the order, and Liu Yun ordered someone to summon General Liu Bailiang, Minister of National Defense and Chief of General Staff, and asked: "Does Wang Zhaoming know what to do?" ”

"Zhilu Dao, Wang Jingwei." Liu Bailiang still has this bit of common sense.

Liu Yun pointed to the dance field: "Now he is here, dancing with my baby princess, the most beautiful man in the Republic of China, it is really not a false name." ”

"The emperor means ......"

"Is it okay to transfer him to the Tarim Naval Division?"

"Your Majesty, there is no ...... this unit"

"Is there a Balkhash Sailor?"

Liu Bailiang said helplessly: "There is a patrol boat fleet of border guards on Lake Balkhash. ”

Liu Yun clapped his hands: "Is it okay to change it to the navy?" ”

"Of course...... Absolutely. "Liu Bailiang Khan.

Liu Yun also instructed his entourage to summon Minister of the Interior Yang Zhengjin over.

"Let me see Wang Zhaoming today, do you want me to see Jiang Zhongzheng tomorrow, go and find out, what are those chairmen and great leaders of different dimensions doing now."

"Chen just checked recently." Yang Zhengjin smiled like a fox, "Personal interest, personal interest." ”

Liu Yun nodded happily: "Since you have checked, let's listen to it." ”

"Yes, according to investigation, a certain chairman of a different dimension, 21 years old this year, is now a second-year student at Baoding Lu School, with average grades, and married a woman surnamed Yimao under the arrangement of his parents seven years ago......"

Liu Yun thought for a while and instructed Liu Bailiang: "Remember, after graduation, that guy will kick him to Tibet to guard the warehouse for a decade or two." ”

"Yes!"

Yang Zhengjin continued to report: "Also, a great leader in another dimension, fifteen years old this year, went home to help after finishing Shaoshan junior high school two years ago, and married a woman surnamed Yiluo arranged by his parents last year. ”

"Staring at the point, this is our stage, not everyone can be the protagonist casually."

His Majesty the Emperor's next sentence decided the fate of the great men of the other dimension in this time and space.

Liu Yun turned around to look at the dance field again, and his baby little princess changed her dance partner again, it turned out to be the beautiful young man who was once brilliant and eye-catching when he presented the gift just now - His Royal Highness Shangchang, the prince of the Ryukyu king, who wore a red ribbon over the snow-white navy dress.

"Your Majesty, this young man is very good." The queen came over again at some point and took the initiative to hand over the binoculars.

Liu Yun's eyes locked on the young Mongolian prince dressed as a cavalryman who was talking cordially with Liu Ping on the dance floor: "I think that young man is better." ”

"Good men are here, let my daughter pick slowly, don't worry, don't hurry." The queen smiled happily - the beautiful smile of the mother.

In the other corner of the hall, Liu Fan, the prince of Wuhe, who was infiltrated with the melancholy toxin, was talking cordially with the two Siamese princes, the so-called "cordial" can only be said to be "Liu Fan's cordiality", his indifferent look, the artist's sadness and a touch of intellectual temperament, just the two princes from the mysterious Buddha country can attract the most to the two princes from the mysterious Buddha country. Of course, for those who love the cold prince and live in an alternative romance*, there is no more perfect prey worthy of seducing than this fake prince. Because of this, the three young princes with an average age of less than sixteen years old are surrounded by double-digit dream girls.

For Qianhua, today's party has nothing to do with choosing a son-in-law, but she has to perfectly carry out the task of goodwill with foreign friends and vassal nobles, and play the role of a moon that gently shines on these distinguished guests and makes them pleasing to the eye - this is also an important means for her to increase her popularity and prestige at home and abroad, which is rare in the world.

As the ball continues, the music is soothing and sometimes cheerful, the ceiling rains down with petals, and a pair of youthful men and women roam and spin on this amazingly spacious dance floor, it is a romantic night that many of them will remember for the rest of their lives......

Thousands of miles away, on the Degehepur front in Ethiopia, the night of November 5 is also worth remembering for many people...... A tragic night of blood, death, despair.

On this day, the exhausted and demoralized Ethiopian army launched an unprecedented attack on the well-fortified and well-armed Italian positions, and after a full day of bloody fighting, starting with the third brigade on the left flank, a total of two regular brigades and a janissary regiment collapsed, the soldiers abandoned their weapons, swept away the remnants of the officers and the disobedient overseers to the rear, and several officers who forced the overseers to open fire on the rout were killed by their subordinates.

Adua's glory turned into a cry of despair in flight, and in fact, the catastrophe was already on the verge of breaking out, and the Ethiopian soldiers had been fighting hard for a whole week before, with repeated defeats and heavy casualties, especially the massive losses of highly trained officers, which led to the discouragement and vulnerability of the entire army. Forcing them to attack the well-fortified positions of the Italian army at this time would be tantamount to adding to the last straw that crushed the camel's back.

As the rout faded away, the battlefield was littered with wounded Ethiopians, shouting, crawling, and groaning in exchange for the sturdy soles of Italian boots, sharp bayonets, and deadly bullets.

According to the information released by the Italian side after the war, the day before the battle began, another infantry brigade of the Italian army rushed to the battlefield, and the front line was almost replaced by a new force commanded by experienced veteran officers, at that time the Italian side minus the wounded and sick more than 60,000 combatants, while the Ethiopian side only had more than 30,000 fighters left, and the attacking side had only half of the strength of the defending side.

When Wen Yu saw Emperor Menelik again, he was crying in front of the church altar, calling the name of Duke Katemar, the commander of the First Legion.

The commander-in-chief of this attack, Duke Katemar, was killed three hours after the battle began, his first army was heavily damaged, Duke Maconnan's Praetorian Guard also collapsed partly, and the emperor was left with only four regular brigades that had lost nearly half of their strength, four Janissaries infantry regiments that had been reduced by more than a third of their troops, and the Janissary Fat Cavalry Regiment that had lost half of their horses, and it was less than 20,000 men when they were fully defeated, and it was impossible to launch another attack, and retreating back to Darewa became the only viable option at present.

Wen Yu took a step forward: "Your Majesty, it's all my ...... to blame."

The Ethiopian Emperor waved his hand bitterly: "No, this is the decision of our own people, you just did what you should have done and made a proposal that you yourself think is correct." ”

It is indeed a good monarch who is benevolent and magnanimous, but unfortunately, you will not escape this fate, I hope that good people will have good rewards, and you will have a good birth in the next life.

Wen Yu silently blessed in his heart, he really wanted to take this emperor with him, but without the order from above, he couldn't act on his own.

Do you want to take a telegram and ask? When Wen Yu mentioned this matter to the deputy head of the regiment, Yintian, he was warned - such a major matter, there will definitely be instructions in the country, if there is no instruction, it means that there is no such meaning, and taking a telegram back to ask can only cause the boss's bad feelings, which is very detrimental to everyone's future development.

"We look like we're doomed, are you going to follow us?" The Emperor said dejectedly.

"No, Your Majesty, you still control most of your land, please mobilize all your people and fight to the death against the invaders! My country will definitely try to help you, the enemy blockade cannot be without gaps, and the aggressors are not united without distinguishing between them, believe me, there will be a way! ”

In public and private, Wen Yu can only continue to cheer up the emperor.

The emperor clenched Wen Yu's hand excitedly: "My friend, next I am going to fight a decisive battle with the British and French forces in Dredeva, I will take the head of the British to pay tribute to the former king Theodore II, and use the head of the French as the roadbed of the Gia Railway, Chinese friends, will you join us?" ”

"Your Majesty, this is our honor."

At this moment, Wen Yu really wanted to stay here and live and die with this brotherly emperor and the army he had trained with his own hands!

Perhaps, once the fire of idealism that originates from righteousness and ignores life and death burns, the water of the entire sea cannot be extinguished.