The South Gate of the Empire.

In winter, there is no warmth of the sun in early spring, and there is no green scenery, everything is covered by a gray sky, which makes people feel very oppressive.

More and more people came to see them off in the square. Some snuggled up to each other, some were silent, some wept bitterly, some relied on death, some elders came to see them off, some wives came to see them off, and some lovers came to see them off.

After all, these young soldiers are about to embark on a battlefield full of death, and what awaits them may be a tomorrow without tomorrow.

At this moment, Hua Yun looked calm, and he, Xue Jie and Markham stood on the periphery of the square and waited quietly.

"Hua Yun, do you know which legion we will be assigned to?" Xue Jie asked.

To be honest, Xue Jie asked this question entirely because Hua Yun was the righteous son of Marshal Ron, and he was a reserve captain who could enter and leave the military headquarters, so he must have been very clear about the transfer.

"Let's talk about it, Huayun!" Markham leaned over as well, "Could it be the Flame Legion?"

After all, the Cold Moon Empire currently has a total of five legions in the hands of Marshal Ron, with a total of one million troops, they are: the Wind Legion, the Sky Thunder Legion, the Flame Legion, the Lightning Legion, and the Cloud Dragon Legion stationed in the Mountain and Sea Fortress.

Among them, the Yunlong Legion stationed in the fortress of Mountains and Seas is a legion known for its strong offensive power, and the supreme commander of the legion, President Czech Anrolie, is a middle-aged man in his forties, with a violent personality and rough behavior, almost barbaric, and is one of Marshal Ron's die-hard henchmen.

The Swift Wind Legion is stationed around the Tianyu Fortress, a legion known for its high precision, and the Supreme Commander of the Legion, President Kabbala Cola, is a young man who is proficient in military affairs, wearing glasses, he always basks in the sun under the tree with a book, and has a leisurely and complacent expression.

The Heavenly Thunder Legion is a second-rate legion stationed near the Great Forest of Maru, known for its laziness and lack of combat effectiveness, and the supreme commander of the legion, Galio John, is also a controversial figure, putting aside his weight of nearly four hundred and fifty pounds, the question is how much Zhiquan he has?

The Flame Legion is stationed near the Tianyun Fortress, and is known for its most wild combat effectiveness, and is best at attacking fortified positions, and its supreme commander of the legion is President Dijon Eiffel, although he is young, only thirty-two years old, but his achievements over the years are not inferior to most of the older generals, and the Flame Legion he leads is the foundation of Marshal Ron's foothold, and he is also one of his diehard henchmen.

As for the Lightning Legion, it is stationed in the Celestial Dragon Fortress near the Escape City in the southeast, and is known for being the most impregnable legion in defense, the supreme commander of the legion, President Rome Taylor, is fifty-four years old, known as the living military textbook of the Cold Moon Empire, he is a legendary military strategist, the art of war, in the early years, and Rhyart Hayrad was the same brother, and later for some reason turned against him, and joined the command of Marshal Ron, is one of the main legions owned by Marshal Ron.

After all, the five most popular sentences of the Imperial soldiers in Marshal Ron's camp are: If you want to live and make meritorious contributions, go to the Flame Legion, if you want to be promoted quickly, go to the Wind Legion, if you want to see the cruelty of war, go to the Cloud Dragon Legion, and if you want to eat and drink well and wait until you die, go to the Sky Thunder Legion.

However, unlike what Markham thought, Xuejie wanted to go to the Windwind Legion the most, because he thought that although President Kabbalah Cola had a lazy appearance, he had real talent and learning, and President Dijon Eiffel Lingxue Jie did not agree, because this young general's style of play was too aggressive, lacking and necessary defense, and once the balance fell into a protracted battle, the combat effectiveness of the Flame Legion would be greatly reduced.

As for Hua Yun, his thoughts are the same as Xue Jie's, and he also wants to be under the command of President Kabbalah Cola of the Swift Wind Legion, but it backfires, at this time they will go to the command of President Rome Taylor of the Lightning Legion, for this old man, both of them agree that his tactics are too conservative, although they can learn a lot by his side, but it is not the best choice.

"We're going to the Lightning Legion this time!" Hua Yun understood that this was the opportunity given to him by Marshal Ron, a chance to show his talents!

"Lightning?" Markham's face suddenly drooped, and even Xue Jie's expression became strange.

Hua Yun observed the words, and immediately smiled coldly, but did not speak.

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The court hall of the Cold Moon Empire, the Chaoyang Palace.

Under the anxious gaze of everyone's eyes, the letter was finally gently opened by Emperor Feng Ke.

However, is there really any evidence in the letter that the prime minister collaborated with the enemy and betrayed the country?

If there is, then Prime Minister Rong Te will die, and so will Hua Long! If not......

At this moment, it was not only the parties concerned who were nervous, but even the civil and military officials and the imperial family and magnates were nervously forgetting to breathe, and even the always calm Emperor Feng Ke unconsciously held his gaze.

Finally, the letter was unfolded in plain sight!

His Majesty the Emperor's gaze quickly swept over the yellow letterhead, and then he raised his head sharply and said, "Marshal Ron!"

Marshal Ron suddenly raised his head in a disfigured manner, his mouth slightly open, at this time he still firmly believed in his judgment, and his confidence did not waver in the slightest, but his nervous emotions were not understood by others, and the feeling was as trembling as waiting for death to pronounce death.

Marshal Ron subconsciously set his eyes on his sworn enemy, but the other party's expression made him stunned!

A minute ago, just when Marshal Ron decided to withdraw, the Prime Minister's appearance that the general trend had gone was still vivid, and it was because of this that he decided to take a gamble, but now? This old guy actually had a calm face, and his expression did not panic in the slightest.

Hit the trick?

And Marshal Ron's fears soon became true.

"This letter is blank!" Emperor Feng Ke said lightly.

Good old fox!

What a good trick you have to use to get away with it!

First showing weakness to the opponent, then blocking the opponent's retreat, and finally leading the opponent to the trap of death, each of these moves obviously took great pains to count Marshal Ron to death.

Thinking about it carefully, even Emperor Feng Ke felt a trace of cold sweat oozing from his spine at this time.

Similarly, Hua Long also deeply felt the wisdom from Prime Minister Rong Teh at this moment, that kind of city, that kind of personality depth is definitely not something that ordinary people can hone out, thinking of this, Hua Long actually laughed out loud in his heart.

That's right! Only such a person is worthy of being called an opponent!

And before that, when the nobleman who told Marshal Ron learned his name from the note given by Tarex, Hua Long already suspected that it was a trap, after all, that person was the butler that Prime Minister Rongte had trusted for many years, just imagine, if it wasn't for this person's absolute reliability, how could Prime Minister Rongte, the old fox's city, let him be his butler?

It's just that Marshal Ron was too anxious to bring down the prime minister, so he was caught in the trap of Prime Minister Rongte.

Although His Majesty's voice was not loud, it sounded like thunder to Marshal Ron and the nobles of the radical faction, and Marshal Ron stood there for a long time unable to move.

Is the letter blank? nothing?

How so?

Marshal Ron lowered his head and muttered to himself, he couldn't believe that the letter turned out to be just a piece of paper, a blank sheet of paper with nothing!

No! It can't be! It's a conspiracy! There must be something on the paper! There must be some special way to hide the handwriting! Yes! It must be so!

Thinking of this, Marshal Ron immediately said loudly: "Your Majesty, someone must have tampered with that letter, just confirm it with alchemy!"

Emperor Funk nodded in agreement, but he himself thought it was redundant, because looking at the smug smile of Prime Minister Rongte could understand many things, but even so, he still shouted in a soft voice, "Duke Houston!"

"The minister is here. Wen Li's grandfather walked out, and because of his age, His Majesty did not let him salute.

"You are the Imperial Director of Science and Technology, Marshal Ron said that someone had tampered with this letter, what do you think?" Emperor Feng Ke asked softly.

"This situation is not complicated, I can first confirm whether this letter has been tampered with, and if it is done, it will take a long time to be lifted!" The Duke of Houston then asked, "Does Your Majesty want to test it now?"

"How long?"

The Duke of Houston replied, "One minute is enough." ”

"Well, for the sake of fairness, and to dispel the marshal's doubts, then ask the director of science and technology to test this letter on the spot in this hall to see if there is any hidden content!" After the announcement, Emperor Funk handed the letter to the chief of the chamberlain, and then it was transferred to the Duke of Houston.

The hall was quiet again!

There was no objection or suspicion among the officials, because the Duke of Houston was a typical neutral, and he had never had anything to do with Prime Minister Rond and Marshal Ron, and his strength was also unquestionable.

And Marshal Ron's mood at this time is indeed extremely complicated, he is still holding on to the last glimmer of hope, if there is nothing on the letter, then he is really completely finished!

"The marshal is going to be finished! I really didn't expect that such a shrewd person as him would be deceived!"

"Do you think there will be something in the letter? If so, won't the marshal be fine?"

"Don't be stupid, don't you see the prime minister laughing?"

"If the marshal is finished, what are we going to do? We're radicals, will he deal with us?"

"No, no, it will!"

"What then? Are we just going to die?"

"You idiot! Whoever has the most power will stand on either side, and if the marshal falls, we will stand on the side of the prime minister. ”

"Yes!

“......”

There were more and more conversations like this in the main hall, and many radical officials began to prepare to join Prime Minister Rongte, for whom it was a hundred times better to live a humble life than to die with dignity.

A bunch of wallgrass!

Marshal Ron had obviously heard the explosion of the city wall before it collapsed, but what he didn't expect was that the "city wall" he had worked so hard to manage would collapse so quickly.

Amid the chatter of the crowd, the Duke of Houston completed a simple elemental shielding array on the red carpet of the main hall, and then he put the letter in the array, and took out a delicate and small bottle of potion from his bosom!

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