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"Audience of the Holy Britannian Hereditary Counts of Roblo ......"

Under the reading of the guard officer, Feng Fengchen walked into the palace step by step in a knight's uniform, and the ministers in the two columns couldn't help but nod their heads with their humble posture and footsteps.

"Minister, Chen* Roblow See the Great Holy Emperor of Britannia, His Majesty xià ......"

Feng Yuchen put his right hand on his chest, knelt on one knee on the ground, and said in an unusually loud voice.

"Well, excuse me, Lone is going to hand over the territory of West Africa and South Africa to you for consultation, Cornelia should have corresponded with you, if you have any requirements, tell me......"

Charles's majestic voice suddenly resounded, and a great imperial power overflowed from his body.

Fengyuchen was not afraid, and a great coercion also overflowed from his body, and after slowly standing up, he said, "Yes, there is a request......

"What is the request...... Charles said appreciatively, the cowardly guy has no capital to stand in front of him.

"I want to be the king of conquest, I wonder if Your Majesty can agree?" Feng Fengchen said with a smile.

“！！！！”

Suddenly, everyone in the entire palace shook, the word of the king is not an ordinary thing, is this Chen * Rob Bu Luo dead?

"Dash...... Da ...... Da ......"

Suddenly, soldiers with weapons appeared from all sides, and they thought that the wind and rain were in the chaos.

"Hmm...... Step back ......"

Charles waved his hand to rebuke the soldiers, and then said in a strangely majestic and domineering voice: "Chen Roblow, you need a perfect explanation. Otherwise......"

Feng Fengchen raised his head. smiled and said, "If you are weak, you will be dominated." But the minister doesn't know the limit of his strength, so he wants to be the king of conquest, and take the remaining two-thirds of the entire world for His Majesty, I don't know what His Majesty's wishes are?

The minister thinks that the emperor is above the king, the emperor sits on the world, and the king conquers the world, if the emperor thinks that he can't control the minister. So it shows that His Majesty is not the object of his minister's allegiance......

The one who can hold the sword of the empire is the emperor, and the minister is willing to be the sword in the hands of His Majesty, is it possible? ”

“……”

Feng Fengchen still looked at Charles without humility or arrogance, as long as he grasped a person's mentality, then it was very easy to deal with, since he admired the strong and dominant Charles, then he would definitely not be afraid because of the strength of his courtiers, but would be excited, and he had a strong self-confidence to be able to control every powerful hand in his hands.

In Charles's eyes, he saw himself as the master of the world. Powerful figures nodded on his chessboard, no matter how powerful. It's all his pawns, yes, pawns.

"Haha......"

Suddenly, Charles laughed: "The one who can hold the sword of the empire is the emperor, well said, then I expect you to be the sword in my hand, if you can win the entire EU this year, then the alliance will crown you as the 'king of conquest', how about it?" ”

"The Ministers Obey ......"

Feng Fengyuchen pulled out Durandal from his waist and suddenly cut a blood mark in the palm of his hand, and said in an unusually loud voice: "Take blood as an oath, I can't take the whole of Africa and the EU, minister, Chen * Rob Luo raised his head to see him!" ”

“！！！”

The loud voice carried a great shock, and suddenly all the ministers present were shocked by Feng Fengchen's will, and a murderous aura like hell rushed in.

………………

After leaving the palace, Feng Fengchen breathed a sigh of relief and succeeded, the more he was so public, it meant that he would not betray, and the more he would be trusted by Charles, after all, in Charles's imagination, a person with such a powerful power would never betray him, after all, he thought that only he could deter Feng Fengchen.

In this way, a foundation is determined, hum, conquer the king, interesting......

Feng Fengyuchen walked out of the palace step by step with a smile, and the ministers and soldiers on both sides looked down at him one after another, daring to confront the emperor, and those who were able to walk out of the palace with a smile, Chen * Robolo's name had already shocked the entire Britannian Empire.

But Feng Yuchen's actions obviously didn't go so smoothly.

After coming to the newly established military camp, Feng Fengchen found a unique atmosphere of recruits, the kind of self-esteem and unruly character, these children from most of the noble blood obviously have a proud mentality, mixed into Feng Fengchen's army, nothing more than to get some military merits, and then promote their status.

So in order to be able to get a good team, Fengyuchen had to make some means.

"Go, tell everyone to assemble......" Feng Fengchen said to the soldiers on the side.

“Yes，My-Lord！”

The soldier suddenly said loudly, and then ran into the tents and called everyone out.

Feng Fengchen stood on the parade platform and looked at these soldiers under his eyes, there were nearly two thousand people, quite a few, in addition to ordinary soldiers, KMF pilots have more than 500 people, which can be regarded as a combat unit, after all, in this era of KMF mecha, the main combat power is measured is the number of KMF pilots, 500 KMF pilots, the emperor has already given face, and there should be an increase in personnel in the future.

"Count to ten, and if he doesn't already stand in line, then I'll cut off his head!"

Feng Fengchen pulled out the Durandal sword at his waist and said, his tone full of coldness.

The soldiers suddenly sweated on their foreheads, and the terrifying murderous aura frightened everyone present, and they lowered their heads one by one, not daring to meet Feng Fengchen's eyes.

"One...... Two...... Three ......"

"Nine...... Ten ......"

As the words came out of Feng Fengchen's lips coldly, basically all the soldiers had already stood in line, and the actual murderous aura told everyone that this was not a joke.

But there were still two people who were late, one was a somewhat obese soldier, who was not even wearing a military uniform, wearing a white dress peculiar to aristocrats, and the other was a soldier who was constantly fiddling with his hair, with a proud face.

"The second son of Count Jobner, and the third son of Marquis Justin......"

"What are I going to do?"

"You don't really have to kill them, do you?"

"Who knows, General Rob Bu Luo is known as the Grim Reaper General......"

“……”

Suddenly, the soldiers whispered.

While everyone was talking, Fengyuchen walked towards the two guys who were late step by step with Durandal in his hand, and with the sound of his footsteps, everyone's hearts beat with a sound, as if they were holding their hearts beating.

And as Feng Fengchen stepped forward, his murderous aura became heavier and heavier, and the faces of the soldiers who were close to him turned pale...... (To be continued......)