Christine, however, sat between two soldiers who were talking about free speech, and the two soldiers were almost scared to pee.

"I just heard someone call me stupid, didn't I?" Christine threw her glass, her hat, her sword, and her gun - all in one go! "I will first answer one question, that is, the Great Emperor - Long live the Emperor! - Almost subconsciously, Christine whispered about her position on the mole.

"Long live the Emperor!" A group of soldiers hurriedly followed and shouted in a low voice, as if going through the motions.

"His Majesty the Emperor must ask you to think, His Majesty the Emperor will always do the right thing. As for the queen you used to scold you, now the overseer Diadrin - I tell you, you can still scold her now. It's just that I don't guarantee what the consequences will be. ”

"Yes...... Yes, yes, Comrade Governor-General......"

A group of soldiers were submissive, all eyes on the Overseer with guns on the table—the one who claimed to have killed far more of his own men than his enemies.

"As for you who like to play with men who look like women, I don't bother to pay attention to how you want to play." Christine's eyes lifted and said, "I like the previous queen here, of course, she is not a bullshit queen now, who dares to be the king under the emperor's rule?" - She is now the new governor, and I hope you will not desert me when you take a mole class to summarize your thoughts in the future. ”

"Yes, yes, Comrade Governor."

"That's it, I'm too lazy to beat you, and I'm too lazy to kill you." Christine raised her glass and made a toast gesture: "Given that you have such a deep understanding of the previous royal family, I will arrange you to attack on the front line next time I go out - how about it, moved?" Soldier? ”

"Yes...... It's ......" who was moved was about to cry, the first line - although he said that he was cannon fodder, he knew it, but what the hell is this front line? Is the friendly vitality covered area?

"The Empire is now facing a serious situation, and those armed (armed maids) have all been sent out to investigate the chaos and evil gods of this planet. If I really find out what happens, I'll warn you: be prepared for all your 40,000 drow elves to die, of course the emperor's mercy may leave you a few kinds--but now you are soldiers, remember not to conceive when you go to men, I won't have a miscarriage, so I can only kick with my feet--just a man said that he wrote a letter? Where is the faith? Take it, I'll check it. ”

"Governor...... Comrade Overseer, this is my ...... It's a private little letter, nothing to ......"

"Huh? Soldiers, obey orders even if you're not on the battlefield - or ......" Christine's eyes lifted.

"Yes, Comrade Overseer—this is for you." The soldier immediately presented his letter with both hands.

"I'll see what you long-eared guys have to say, and see if they're a little better than the monkeys I once had." Christine looked at the letter in her hand, smiled and read: "'Honey, for the emperor's sake, is there any way to get me out of this damn barracks?' I've heard that you can be a slave, but I'm going to sell it, so I'm going to sell it - everything is terrible here, the food is disgusting, and our equipment is strangely dead, and we don't even have a piece of plate armor on our bodies.'...... Hahaha, it's interesting to see what you wrote next: 'Our commanders are a bunch of sluts who sell B's for military ranks; Our Overseers are nobles who get everything by being dog slaves to the Emperor; Our Governor's Army...... You can imagine for yourself what she should sell. Hahaha, it's very interesting. ”

The drow elf on the opposite side had a dead face, and his originally black skin looked a little white.

"I'll fix a few typos for you." Christine smiled, as an overseer who also had a civilian job, she had a pen for signing the order to shoot and a small death notebook in her jacket pocket at all times, tore a piece of paper and began to write in imperial script, reading as she went: "Honey, I am very happy in the barracks. The food is delicious, our equipment is excellent, may His Majesty the Emperor bless our division. Our Overseers are a good bunch of people, especially our Overseers are the best Overseers in the universe, the most loyal servants of the Emperor - Long live the Emperor! ”

The letter of "corrected typo" was thrown to the other party, and Christine smiled and said, "Send it out, or I will really kill you." ”

"Yes, Comrade Governor."

"Boom!!"

The door to the bar is slammed open, and a dusty human male soldier runs in. He didn't have all the equipment on him, just a military uniform, but he looked panicked now. The bar, which had long been quiet because of Christine's actions, was now startled by the intruding soldier.

"Total ...... Where's the Doge? ”

"I'm here." Seeing that the person opposite looked so flustered, Christine stood up unhurriedly, and didn't forget to take an extra sip of wine: "What's the matter?" ”

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty summons you! The soldier on the other side finally took a breath and said, "Mixed ...... Chaos is coming! ”

"Whew!" On one side, all the drow elves began to gasp for air.

Captain Christine's satrapy, who has just been through a hundred battles, has said that chaos is coming, and cannon fodder will be served! Cannon fodder is on ...... The drow elves are probably going extinct.

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Influenced by the dreams and nightmares of mortals, the tidal subspace is shaped into strange and bizarre landscapes inhabited by legendary beings. This eternal and ever-changing spiritual realm is known as the Chaos Realm.

The Chaos Realm is also known as vap, subspace or vape space, or ...... Hell of sorts. A world where ignorance and the rules of life, time and space are not in place.

The gods of chaos and the subspace realm of chaos are one, and the formation of the evil gods of chaos is said to be an evil idea that relies on intelligent life; And the evil gods rely on gathering energy to strengthen themselves, and when necessary, provoke humans to strengthen themselves. There are four lords of the evil gods, and these four are enough for the human empire to drink a pot: one is a terrorist, one is a sin, one is a Tzeentch, and one is Nurgle. The subspace realms of these four evil gods are different, and the realm of terror is built on anger and bloodlust; The realm of lust is a cursed and tempted paradise; Tzeentch's territory is a kaleidoscopic complex of pure magic; Nurgle's realm is a land of death and regeneration.

The bad news is that these guys' view of the human world is that the human world is so big, God knows what kind of delicious food can be made by humans in a certain place, so not an inch of human land can be spared.

The good news is that these guys are also very bad at fighting each other in order to get more for themselves - otherwise it's hard to say whether the Human Empire can hold on.