Nearly a week has passed since the one hundred and thirty-ninth battle between Sarion and the Empire on the plains of Callindern. Pen%Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Although this duel between famous generals and famous generals, the result of the disparity in strength is unimaginable to everyone. The famous general of Lin, who led an army of 20,000, still failed to break the myth of the undefeated famous general of the mountain. With extraordinary courage and determination, the Archon of Kairos turned Fort Carlindeen into a living purgatory with three tons of burning water. Sarion's army of 20,000 was wiped out under the blazing fire, and even the Duke of Elfwan himself was nearly imprisoned. However, Keros's victory was not easy, his own private army, the Shadow Wing, suffered casualties, the Shadow Commander was also seriously wounded, and the cost of rebuilding the razed Fort Carlindeen naturally had to be counted on the Archon's account.

"Let's allocate 500,000 dinars of supplies first." Keros signed the executive order in beautiful ancient imperial floral letters, handed it to the quartermaster, and instructed, "Be sure to find the best craftsmen!" ”

The quartermaster looked pleasantly surprised, although he was born from an aristocratic gate lord who rose in the New Empire movement, and could not read the words of the ancient empire, he knew the weight of that executive order. What does half a million dinars mean? When Emperor Osa built the fortress of Leila on the Gobi as a springboard for attacking Daxia, it only cost 700,000 dinars, and now the consul of Kairos is 500,000 dinars with a stroke of his pen! And listening to his tone, it seems that there will be another appropriation in the future. We all know that Sezi has held five annual festivals in the past ten years, and his economic power has swelled unprecedentedly. Sezi's taxes are rising every year, but he didn't expect to be so rich!

The quartermaster went out thankfully, and was confronted by a burly man, probably the only man he had ever seen in his life: strong pectoral muscles bulging under the dark uniform, arms like undulating mountains. The quartermaster was hit headlong by the other party, but he took two steps back, thinking that he had hit a moving iron wall.

"Iron Wall" looked at the quartermaster in silence, motionless under his feet. The quartermaster, thinking that he was waiting for his own apology, cleared his throat and was about to speak. Suddenly, there was a light in front of him, and the executive order signed by the consul was in the hands of the other party. The man glanced at it cursoryly, and a dark cloud suddenly passed over his face.

"What do you do!" The quartermaster was furious, but before he could ask a question, the man waved him and pressed him against the wall in the hallway. His strength was indeed worthy of his physique, and the quartermaster only felt as if a heavy battering ram was pressed against his chest, and at the same time two spear-like gazes were met. He struggled desperately, the man frowned, and his other hand was already on the spear pouch behind him.

"Scoleroru, put him down." The voice of the consul sounded in time. The man glanced at the quartermaster, let go of his hand, shoved the crumpled executive order back into his hand, and walked into the meeting room. The quartermaster rubbed his aching chest, and the name that the archon had shouted still echoed in his mind.

Is that Scoleroru? The first commander in the history of the Shadow Legion, Scoleroru, a super-first-class powerhouse on the same level as the sword fighter Oruba?

Keros returned to his seat and shook his head, "Why bother. ”

There was some hidden anger in the commander's voice: "Five hundred thousand dinars? That's a whole year's worth of the Shadow Legion! ”

"The most elite Shadow League is gone, where do you need half a million?" Keros shook his head, "But Fort Kalindeen is the gateway to the Empire's borders, and behind it is the city of abundance, Issos, and the sooner the reconstruction is completed, the better." The army of the Sarionians has been destroyed by me, and as long as Brenus is defeated by Augustana and His Majesty the Emperor, then Sarion, who has lost his army first and then his famous general, will become an ownerless piece of fat, and anyone can take two bites! ”

"Your Excellency......" Scoleru stopped talking. Keros saw some clues on his hazy face, and Huo Ran got up: "What happened?" ”

"This ......" The murderous commander actually vomited at this moment. Kairos couldn't cry or laugh: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have a fart, let it go!" ”

Scoleroru gritted his teeth, just about to tell the Archon the news of the Empire's fiasco. A man had walked briskly, his blonde hair fluttering behind his head like the petals of a rose blooming in the wind. Sezi's "Golden Rose" Augustana stood still at the foot of the steps, looking at the Archon without humility or arrogance: "There is good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?" ”

"Augustana?" Keros was a little surprised, "Then let's hear the good news first." ”

"The good news is that the last Shadow Wing has remained intact. The bad news is-" Before Augustana finished speaking, the smile between the archon's eyebrows had condensed, and the deep gaze stayed on Augustana's face for a long time, only sadness, not relief.

"The bad news is...... Darsha broke the Imperial army in front of Thurbuk, and General Sidolius was captured alive by Brenus. Augustana's voice grew lower, and she unconsciously turned her face away, not daring to make eye contact with the archon's eyes. She herself never imagined that her selfish decision would lead to such a bad result! The iron hooves of the lion knight really stepped through the phalanx of the imperial people like stepping on a wheat field, and made peace with the Daxia people. Their arrival perfectly filled the vacancy of the lack of strong cavalry in the Daxia army - when it came to charging, who could beat the edge of the lion knights? Under the leadership of the lion banner, the red tide roared alternately with the earthflow, and the imperial phalanx collapsed in an instant like a fragile! Sure enough, famous generals are not existences that can be guessed with common sense, such is the Archon of Kairos, and so is Brenus!

"I see." The archon's voice revealed a certain oppressive peace, like a huge shadow slowly swimming under the surface of the water, "Scoleroru, because you concealed the military information and didn't report it, you thousand-legged, don't be a centurion for now, go to the Shadow Legion to be a centurion for a month." As for Augustana, battlefield disobedience, military justice. ”

Skoleru and Augustana looked up in shock, as if a thunderclap had fallen in their ears. Scoleroru didn't care at all that he was dismissed, with his capital as a super-first-class martial artist, even if his official position was swept to the end, his voice in the Shadow Legion would not be a little less. He was concerned about the verdict of the consul in the second half of the sentence, or rather the execution. The Shadow Legion has always disobeyed the discipline of the New Empire, and has its own internal military laws, but in some respects, it coincides with the laws of the New Empire and maintains a high degree of consistency.

Battlefield disobligate, slash!