As soon as these words came out, everyone shut up, the commander-in-chief of the northern territory was too poisonous, originally from a political point of view, he belonged to the grass on the wall, but this grass was soaked in water, and the outdoor temperature was still below zero, he hung between the two sides, and then naturally abandoned the soft side and fell to the other side that was still hard.

Although afterwards he will not have any high-ranking officials. But now her life must be the most nourishing, both sides are not offended, both sides also respect him, and like the West, he is in the neutral faction.

And the Central Commander-in-Chief, the unknown Praetorian Guard, who accompanied the emperor personally, served and loyal to the emperor for generations, and belonged to the imperial party.

And the garrison commanders of the east, west, north, south and vertical realms were all canonized by Dariya's predecessors, and the star emperor is far away, he is completely semi-independent, and the commander-in-chief of the eastern realm is a prince, so it can be said that he also has a legal inheritance!

In the previous situation, the western border was out of the way, the northern border was grassy, the south supported the eastern border, and the eastern border was the leader, and the central and janissary guards supported the emperor, so Daria has always been an ally of the Northern Expedition Jigad Star, the purpose is to increase the power of the northern border and deter the other four realms. However, the results are not too good, and the situation of four to two has always been ready to move in the east. The central government has always been struggling to support, and the Northern Expedition not only failed to win over the commander of the northern border, but on the contrary, intensified domestic contradictions.

Daria is almost in the streets.

But not long ago, the commander-in-chief of the southern border was suddenly beaten down by an ancient monster. The top of the army lost nearly seventy percent, which disrupted the entire arrangement of the commander of the eastern territory, and also made the emperor happy, and urgently inserted his cronies into it, and now, the central government, the janissaries, and the southern border have become the emperor's iron core, and the western and northern borders do not care about the two ends, and the two ends must not be offended, forming a strange political balance!

The Central and Praetorian Guards are the strongest of all fleets, but the command level of the southern realm has been lost, and the new commander has not been able to control his subordinates as a whole, becoming the weakest of the seven realms, and the average combat power is on par with the eastern and vertical realms.

The two sides have been fighting each other, and this foreign invasion gave the emperor party a chance, and then in the name of quelling the war, they simply inserted the central commander into the hinterland of the eastern border, and also weakened the strength of the vertical two borders.

Therefore, the strategy of the eastern border and the vertical realm is to seek peace, because as soon as the coalition forces come over, his eastern border will suffer first, and it will definitely be broken, and their own strength will decline again, so their tone is the main peace, first make peace, let me merge you, and then fight with your coalition army, otherwise the imperial party is getting bigger and bigger, and his situation will become precarious, and a new wave of high-level generals is about to mature, he has become dispensable, and there will be no chance in the future if he does not rebel now.

On the contrary, the southern border will only get stronger and stronger under the run-in, and as long as the strength of the southern border goes up, as soon as the forces of the three borders converge, it will be the death period of the eastern coalition army.

As for the fourth-level star alliance forces that are making a lot of trouble outside, I'm sorry, it's not in their consideration at the moment! In their opinion, defeat is only temporary, how many interstellar combat power can the other party have? As long as the Gobunes are united, those rebels and invading armies are not just a thing of fluff and dust, blowing a lot of death.

But the key to everything is who this leader who unites everyone, the head of the rope.

Thinking of this, everyone's eyes turned to one person without exception, that is, the commander-in-chief of the Western Frontier who had just been defeated.

"Now that the situation has changed greatly, everyone should work together to resist the rebels and the invading coalition forces, and they will be rewarded for their deeds afterwards!" A neutral voice came from the figure above.

The commander-in-chief of the Eastern Territory pursed his lips, and just such a sentence not only set the main tone, but also made him suffer a dumb loss. But this time was different, and he looked at the Commander of the Western Frontier with a hint of supplication.

Although the Western Territory was defeated and robbed of a galaxy, Gobun has more than 30 galaxies, and the loss of the Western Territory is only 100 billion at most, and most of the other troops have successfully withdrawn back, coupled with the rebellion of the colonial army, the purity of the Western Army has suddenly risen to a level.

And the most important thing is that the state of mind and the city government of the commander-in-chief of the Western Territory are the smallest, and you can even say that there is none, you can easily see what he wants to do from his eyes, and the reply of the commander-in-chief of the Western Territory to them is that I just want to guard the Western Territory, and our clan has been guarding here for several epochs.

This kind of small ambition instantly made his status and identity hot, both the emperor and the prince treated him with courtesy, the imperial party wanted him to join, the prince's purpose was to make him neutral, and the benefits were indispensable.

But now the form has changed greatly, and the southern border has completely fallen to the emperor after being integrated, if the prince does not want to die, he must get new foreign aid, so the demands of both sides to the commander of the western border have fallen one by one!

"I think, should we snatch the Bistan system back first? And then in the argument is war or peace! The Commander-in-Chief of the Western Frontier looked at the people around him and saluted the figure above. The tone is a little weak. Because the commanders of the major realms are loyal to the emperor on the surface, but in normal times, it is already the norm for the generals to be disobeyed by the orders of the monarchs outside, only he and the commanders of the northern realms often come back to report on their duties, and the other commanders are like kings of a country within a country.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's hearts were put back in their stomachs, although the proposal of the commander of the Western Realm was not politically correct, it was definitely correct militarily, because the Bistan system, like the Cosmic Light Alliance, was an awl-type, and it was difficult to hit it from the pointed end, but it was very simple to hit it back from the big head. And it is impossible for Moss Sander Buster to completely control and start defending Bistan in a short period of time! Now is undoubtedly the best opportunity.

"Makes sense, it makes sense!" The Emperor said, "Alright, I order, to mobilize a commanding force from the Vertical Realm Fleet." Led by you! ”

No one objected, because the reason was too serious. And now no one wants to offend the commander of the western frontier and push him into the arms of the other party, so he never mentioned the fact that he was defeated and lost the city and land, and the commander of the western frontier left the venue with a grin.

Out of the conference room, the commander-in-chief of the Western Realm, accompanied by escorts, left the control area of the Gobun Central Fleet, with at least a thousand generals along the way to protect him, and even a few commanders!

Six hours later, they returned to the western frontier and exchanged hands with the local army before slowly retreating.

Scattering the soldiers lined up tightly around him, the commander of the Western Realm wandered through this beautiful galaxy, lamenting that life was beautiful, but there was always something that spoiled his leisure.

A group of people with low faces, shackled cosmic people on their hands and feet, and as if no one passed by him, his face instantly became gloomy.

"Where are the guards?"