Imperial Embassy in Morlot.

At the conference table, dozens of Imperial people were silent, and the atmosphere seemed to be extremely bad.

Finally, someone stood up: "What the hell does the Ministry of Magic think, why should we do whatever it takes." ”

"Mike, watch what you say and do."

"What's wrong with my words and deeds, these traitors, they are trampling on the dignity of the empire. Our achievements were paid for by the soldiers in front of us with their lives, and now they want us to give up a few words, and I don't accept it.

I want to see Commander-in-Chief Daniel. ”

Obviously, for the sacrifice of the five powerhouses of the God Realm, the upper echelons of the empire chose to conceal it for the time being. After all, once the information is released at this juncture, I am afraid that it will set off a huge storm in the entire empire, and it will also be very detrimental to the current plan of the Ministry of Magic.

Only another diplomat said: "Chief Daniel has secretly returned home to face military trial, and he will be responsible for the loss of this army." ”

It seems that the Ministry of Magic did not hide the information that a large number of soldiers and armies were exterminated, which is difficult to hide after all, and it also intends to let a few dead people carry this black cauldron.

"What?" Mike was unwilling to say: "Could it be that yellow-skinned monkey is really so powerful?" To change the strategy of the entire empire for his sake? ”

"Whether it is or not, this is the decision of the Ministry of Magic, and we must do it at any cost."

"What about the Five Sages? Where are they? ”

"There is also the Imperial Samurai Order, if such a person stops the expansion of the empire, it will be a shame for the whole country."

For Atlantis, which has always been trampled under the feet of the Empire, as well as the major indigenous races of the New World, it is impossible for all the Empires present to pray for peace in a posture like a vanquished.

"Guys, it's easy to get motivated. It's also easy to raise your eyebrows. But the empire is now at a critical juncture, and those monkeys in the Central Plains are trying to cut off our heads anytime and anywhere.

For the sake of the global strategy as a whole, what is the sacrifice of a little dignity? Even if I was asked to kneel down and beg, I would go without saying a word. ”

The quarrel rang out incessantly, and when more than a dozen people pushed and shoved with red faces, one was full of gray hair. The meticulously dressed old man stood up: "Enough." ”

As a first-class commissioner of the Ministry of Magic, Sanger's words were still very effective. With his exclamation, everyone present still stopped arguing, even if their chests rose and their faces were full of unwillingness.

"I don't care what you think about this matter, what you think, all in all, this is the supreme order issued by the Ministry of Magic, and your lordships naturally have their own considerations, and you have no right to obstruct it. Instead, we have to put our hearts and minds to it. ”

At this moment, shouts rang out outside the embassy, and an assistant walked in: "My lord, it's the crowd of demonstrators. ”

Apparently someone accidentally, or on purpose, leaked the news of the peace talks. As soon as the news appeared, it aroused the discontent of a large number of residents of the empire, and they began to hold demonstrations outside the embassy to protest against the peace talks.

"Go back. Quisling! ”

"We don't have anything to talk about with these monkeys!"

At the same time, all sorts of bizarre versions of what to say are circulating in the streets. The whole Mole seemed to be in turmoil.

Sanger looked at the crowd outside through the window, and turned around with a cold face: "What are you nervous about?" Preparations for peace talks continued. At least not to make the empire pay too much substantial price. Reducing the country's losses as much as possible is what we should be doing at this stage. ”

……

At the same time, certain corners of Mole.

"The Ministry of Magic is rotten, they are selling the country, just so that they can live a rich life."

"We have to let those monkeys know that they are awesome. Let them know that we are the real masters. ”

A frenetic atmosphere gradually rose over Mole.

Lin Lecheng, who was a pale janissary, walked down the street. He frowned, and saw more than a dozen men with their heads covered with iron rods wreaking havoc in the store, and two yellow clerks were hiding and shivering.

"Find out who is your master."

Finally roared. The masked man rushed out with an iron rod, and when he passed by Lin Lecheng's side, he directly smashed it down, obviously to beat Lin Lecheng by the way.

Then there was a clean beating, and more than a dozen big men fell to the ground and rolled back and forth, whimpering. As for Lin Lecheng, who was passing by, he had already left and disappeared.

But this was only the beginning, as the people of the empire became more and more dissatisfied with the peace talks, various marches, demonstrations, and strikes emerged one after another, causing great pressure on the diplomatic team, but also causing many other violent incidents.

There were more and more incidents of yellow and black people being attacked alone, and there were even several news of non-imperial residents-run shops being smashed and looted.

In the twenty years of war, not only did the Imperials have other people's blood on their hands, but also the Dongmu people, the Khantes, and the Atlanteans, all of whom have the blood of the Imperiales on their hands.

Only five years after the peace treaty was signed, people still have not forgotten the hatred and war, and the discrimination, xenophobia, and hatred between ethnic groups are still so strong that they cannot be resolved.

However, at the insistence of the Ministry of Magic, the peace talks continued, but from semi-public to secret.

Sanger and his party sat down in the hall, and in front of them, a man in a black robe made it difficult to see his face slowly walked in.

"Your Excellency is Lord Zuo Zhicheng, the Heavenly Snake King, right?" Sanger bowed his head and said, "It's really welcome." ”

……

At the same time, on the high seas on the east coast, a white horse was like a lightning bolt, rushing above the sea at a great speed.

If you zoom in closer, you can see the source of the training, which is a figure moving at high speed.

Every step on the sea, the powerful reaction force pushed the figure forward at high speed, and the soles of the feet crossed the water at high speed, splashing waves more than ten meters high.

This is a man, a man with great strength, speed, and control, who is running on the surface of the sea, and his direction is Europa, the most powerful country in the world, the Divine Will Empire.

And the person who ran was Zuo Qingcang, who the empire thought was still staying in Mole.

It's still a little slower. ’

Thinking of this, bone spurs drilled out directly from Zuo Qingcang's body, and in the violent shaking, a large amount of high-speed air jets were sprayed from the tail end of the bone spurs, and under the impetus of this air flow, Zuo Qingcang's entire body speed increased again with bursts of sonic booms.

Jiang Qing had already left the grassland, and the various forces in Atlantis were temporarily shrunk and dormant under Zuo Qingcang's orders.

Although it was a bit hasty compared to the plan, Zuo Qingcang didn't plan to wait any longer.

The horn of the counterattack was about to sound, and he decided to fire the first shot himself.

Peace is never negotiated, but fought. (To be continued......)

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