Emperor Desik, who set foot on San Jose soil for the first time in hundreds of years, made the generals of the Kursk Desik camp nervous, and Edward VI had never been a kind emperor, even with his own henchmen.

The battle in San Jose was a pot of porridge, and it was impossible to solve it quickly in a short time. The generals were worried about whether His Majesty the Emperor was dissatisfied with the actions of the people, or whether they wanted to end the battlefield sooner. Since Edward VI's accession to the throne, almost all of the former Desik ministers who disagreed with him have been killed, and many of his colleagues have been killed because of their unfavorable warfare. The most recent one, Kimmich, the commander of the 1st Cavalry Division on the San Jose battlefield, died at the hands of his own men.

The emperor's travel will naturally not be easy. All the remaining wasteland warriors and garrisons in White Rock City, the vast queue of thousands of people, stretched for more than ten miles, from White Rock City to the banks of the Morro River. Then he changed into the boat that General Hans had prepared and crossed the river in order.

In San Jose, the current Northern Front under General Hans still has more than 150,000 troops after several rounds of replenishment: 40,000 of them are defending the river in the direction of Red Leaves, and they are facing the local garrison of San Jose of more than 60,000. The main forces of the Desiks were lined up on the territory of the Kursk province, relying on numerous posts and camps, distributed on the south bank of the Morro River, which was two hundred miles wide.

General Hans arranged two regiments of light infantry to firmly guard the crossing of the Morro River, and some of the ships of the Desik Navy cruised on the Morro River, firmly controlling this waterway of life. The headquarters of the Desik army was more than fifty miles from the bank of the river, which was once a small field town in the Kursk province.

The town is located almost in the center of Kursk Province, about the same distance from the town of Red Leaves and the farthest corps to the east. General Hans managed the occupied territory of the Desik army like a spider's web, and the dense Desik outposts stood on the thousand-mile fertile field of Kursk.

Confronted along the front by the Desik Army were San José's Guards Regiment and the former Northern Frontier Guards, who numbered about 160,000 men. San Jose, who had ended the war in the south, moved more troops from the south to the north to strengthen the defense north of Kyoto Castle. The small number of Desik troops who fled into the Badlands and the sparsely populated and poorly supplied neighboring areas made San Jose send only a small number of troops to surround the eastern side of the Badlands.

Edward VI, who has become Emperor Desik, is no longer the resolute general image he had when he served as the "Military Tent", that is, the "base camp" many years ago, and has taken off the general robe of Desik for many years, and now he is wearing a gorgeous court dress. On the black robe, there are several mighty Steppenwolves.

However, on closer inspection, Edward VI no longer seemed to be as energetic as he had been a few years ago, and the black hair on his head had turned gray, and his face began to have some wrinkles, especially at the corners of his eyes. Although after getting off the ship, Edward VI tried to straighten up and maintain his formidable image, but General Hans caught a glimpse of Edward VI's hands trembling slightly.

"My generals!" said Edward VI, who slowly walked in front of the crowd and spat out a few words lightly, and the generals immediately knelt down on one knee and saluted, "Good day, my majesty." Edward VI slowly drew a shining scimitar from his waist, and the silver glint of Ser silver flashed through the eyes of the generals.

"Let's all go in, let's go in. "Edward VI did not give an inspiring speech in front of his subordinates, as he had done before, but walked in front of everyone and went straight to the headquarters. General Hans hurriedly beckoned the general beside him to follow, and for a while, all the retinues, servants, and court maids were left in the camp, waiting to be settled.

"You are all my most trusted generals, so do you know what my greatest goal in life is?

"This ......" Everyone looked at each other, wondering what Edward VI was asking this question for at such a moment, and no one dared to answer it easily. It is not surprising that Edward VI would have done anything if he had answered incorrectly.

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, and for a moment there was silence in the tent, and even the sound of needles dropping could be heard. In the end, General Hans couldn't help but take a step forward, "My Majesty, your wish is to take the richest land on this continent and win the best living space for our people. ”

After General Hans finished speaking, he didn't dare to come out, thinking in his heart that this answer should not be a big problem, even if it was not answered correctly. Edward VI smiled, "What a slippery head, my General Hans. But don't worry, you're not wrong, my goal is naturally to take over the richest land on the continent and win a better place for my subjects to live. This is something that my father and my brother could not have imagined. From the day I was twenty-five years old, I was stabbed from my horse by the lowest knight, and I vowed to achieve this goal. ”

Edward VI paused, squinted at the generals below, no one dared to raise his head and look directly at him, Edward let out a sneer: "This goal, I have spent half my life planning, all kinds of genius, crazy, bizarre ideas, I thought of dozens of them and then were rejected one by one. At the age of fifty, my army crossed the Grand Canyon and stormed into the territory of the Shang League, and at the age of fifty-one, my army bypassed the elemental storm of the Long Sea and unexpectedly gained a foothold at the feet of the San Josens. And then, I'm fifty-two this year, so look up and see, do I look like a fifty-two-year-old?"

When the generals heard the emperor's words, they had to raise their heads. What catches my eye is the image of an old, frail old man, and it is no longer the personable general image of a few years ago. Edward VI raised his hand and pointed to the corners of his eyes and cheekbones, motioning for everyone to take a closer look. As Edward VI's fingers moved, everyone's eyes swept over the corners of their eyes, faces, and mouths......

"Do you know why?" continued Edward VI, everyone shaking their heads.

"Because, it didn't go well!" Edward VI suddenly roared, "because it didn't go well!

It was quiet in the camp of Desik, all the soldiers were in the barracks and wiping their weapons, and their officers were sitting in front of the tent. In the camp of the Wasteland Warriors, those arrogant Wasteland warriors relentlessly crowded in front of the tent, looking at the troops who were camping not far away with His Majesty the Emperor, there were their colleagues, who were also Wasteland warriors. "Hmph, a bunch of fancy people, even they can be wasteland warriors!"

In the Desik Army, the members of the Wasteland Samurai Order, as the emperor's pro-army, have always been very strict in their selection: loyalty first, and courage second. Each Wasteland Warrior is carefully selected from thousands of Desic soldiers, and then according to their ability, they are arranged whether they can ride the wolf rider or become the emperor's guardian Wasteland warrior.

However, after the coup d'état of Edward VI, many Steppenwolf warriors were sent to the battlefield of the Canyon to die in support of the original emperor, and in the battlefield of San Jose, all the remaining Steppenwolf riders were siphoned away. In order to replenish his strength, Edward VI removed trusted troops from the garrisons and strengthened them as new members of the Wasteland Warrior Order. This group of members naturally cannot be compared with the original wasteland warriors. But there is no way, the war has reached this point, and all the Desik people are not allowed to participate in the war.

And in the tent, Edward VI continued. "A year ago, according to my plan, we established three bases in the south, north, and northeast of San Jose, and 200,000 troops surrounded the city of Kyoto from three sides. Although the reinforcements that Florian originally planned to send on the Shang Alliance's side were somewhat blocked, at least, there was no problem with stabilizing the situation and slowly depleting San Jose's forces and gradually encroaching on their land for two years.

However, two years have passed, and I have seen something. The southern landing site, after pumping thirty boatloads of kerosene, was destroyed by the San Josens, and I don't even know if anyone in the southern cluster survived. In the north, the dignified Desik Field Army, the Steppenwolf Cavalry, Rangers, and Heavy Infantry Regiments, couldn't beat the sissy San Joses.

No, that's not what I'm going to say. Haven't you noticed that without the dark magician, you can't even fight!" Enraged, Edward VI slammed down on the armrest of his seat. Unfortunately, Edward VI was already an old man, and even when he was young he was not a brave knight. At that moment, the emperor's hand was cut by broken pieces of wood, and blood flowed out.

The generals anxiously stepped forward to check, but the emperor raised his hand to stop them, leaving the blood behind. "Don't care about my hands, it's just a little blood, please care about our soldiers, and about my goal that countless Desik soldiers are fighting for. The magicians of Dark Rising have officially resigned to me, they have their own plans and arrangements, and we will not have the help of magicians in the battles that follow. All, generals, please remember that we are Desik soldiers, and we will always believe in our scimitars and wolf riders, understand!"

"Yes, my majesty!" the generals knelt down on one knee and saluted neatly.

However, the emperor did not say anything more, but only waved his hand to signal that everyone could disperse, leaving only one sentence at the end, "Hans, you stay for a while." Hans, who was already about to leave, looked at his colleagues curiously, and found that everyone was at a loss. The generals looked at the Emperor and General Hans with a weak heart, and then bowed their heads and quickly left.

Soon, only Hans and Emperor Desik were left in the tent.

"Now, you can tell me why my army is the way it is. "Edward VI, only then did he have time, and he tore off a piece of clothing and bandaged his wounds.