Chapter 355: Prologue (9) The Marshal's Meditations

With a heavy heart, Imperial Marshal Miridrian stepped out of the main gate of the Imperial City. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

War is coming, and it is naked aggression and plunder. This is an evil thing, Miridrian thinks from the bottom of his heart. Moreover, it can be seen from the various reactions during the meeting in the "Inner Consultation Hall" that His Majesty the Emperor also thinks the same way.

This sin was too heavy for a thirteen-year-old girl, even if that girl was the emperor who sat at the apex of hundreds of millions of subjects.

However, such a little girl actually declares that she is ready to bear this sin, which is not naïve, but really summons great courage, or it is because of innocence that she can have courage. And no matter what, her heart is really thinking about the people of the empire.

Although the reason she said "insufficient resources" is simply a joke, it is not the resources that are insufficient, but the endless desires of the nobles led by the prime minister. However, how can a little girl of thirteen years old have the wisdom to discern this when she is far from being physically and mentally mature?

What's more, what the prime minister with a lotus mouth said was all rhetoric that Miridrian would be deceived if he was not careful.

Therefore, Her Majesty the Empress genuinely believed that the "lack of resources" was causing increasing hardship for the people of the Empire, and believed that there was no other way but to seize the resources. If you think about it, who else can laugh?

As the only daughter of the great monarch who revolutionized the people's doctrine and had the will to reform the country from the top down, the only daughter of the former Emperor Uthaya Vi Ayavinia, although it was only eight years, what the little Empress Shirley received from her father was by no means a simple doting, but a good training and education, and she was a good child.

That's why Miridrian feels even more painful.

If Empress Shirley could always grow up and mature under the careful tutelage of her father, she would one day be a good monarch who was wise and benevolent and loved his people like a son, even if she could not match her father.

However, now she is being poisoned by a bird (a strange bird that looks good, but is full of fierce poison). That bastard, Prime Minister Rossbill is not enough to put her in the position of tyrant, this time he actually wants to add another title of war criminal!

"Damn!"

Miridian cursed and felt like he had to do something.

For a moment, he thought of raising troops, just like the rebels in the northeast. The rabble of peasants and a handful of intellectuals was not good, but the imperial army was different.

And now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, the imperial army that was originally scattered in the various noble territories of the empire and the nobles' private soldiers can take advantage of this dispatch to gather in a grand manner.

Of course, the nobles would also join forces and force the militia to outnumber the Imperial army by two or three times. However, to put it bluntly, there are only enough quantities to see.

Going head-to-head with the assembled Imperial Army, which possesses a high level of military literacy and cohesion, the armies of the nobility must be vulnerable, which has been proven in the time of the Emperors, and will not change for decades.

Therefore, the prime minister will try his best to win over the imperial army, and this war is also intended to use the imperial army as the main force. As for the militia, they are more unbearable than the knights of the nobles, and if done right, they can turn them against each other.

In short, as long as the spearhead is turned after the army is assembled, it will definitely be invincible and go straight to the Yellow Dragon. Only, what about after that?

Kill Rossbill and become the next person to blackmail the princes?

Therefore, Miridrian shook his head and rejected the idea. He was not a hero for the country and the people, although he may have had such periods when he was young, but when he was appointed by the emperor as the marshal of the empire, his heart was only loyal to the emperor and his only daughter.

So, rather than for the sake of the country, Miridrian wanted to do something for Her Majesty, who he wanted to grow up to be a wonderful woman who would not disgrace her father.

Therefore, it is not enough to simply drive the prime minister away from him and sit on his own. Moreover, although he is unwilling, if he is to replace the prime minister, then I am afraid that it will not be oppression but even worse chaos.

In short, this method is not a no-go. So, what should I do? What can I do? The confrontation that I can do without political knowledge is at most a deliberate mistake when the prime minister wants to use him, or simply make him unable to achieve his goal at all......

At this moment, Miridrian's mind flashed with inspiration, but it was not a look of joy that followed, but a kind of uncertainty.

At this moment, he walked out of the imperial city, and immediately heard a call.

"Your Excellency, are you alright?"

Hearing this, Miridrian woke up from his thoughts, realized the reality that he had walked out of the Imperial City, and then saw the person who called him, Dilan. In addition to Dilan, the other four knights were also waiting here.

Miridrian remembered that he had ordered Dylan to free them for three hours, but it was still a long way off.

"Looks like you guys really don't like to rest. So Miridrian laughed.

And since he can joke like this, it means that there is no problem at all. Thinking so, Dylan smiled comfortably.

"No, we've all rested. It's just that three hours is too long, and I don't know what to do for the rest of the time, so I come back. ”

"Alas. To this, Miridrian lamented, "Wouldn't it be nice to have nothing to do and find a place to laze for a while?" A bunch of little ghosts who don't know how to cherish time, you must know that we don't even have a minute or a second of leisure in the future. ”

"Sure enough, is something wrong?" said Dilan, serious.

"Your Majesty's order. However, it's not something that can be said on the street, and I'll make it official in a few days. Let's go back. ”

"Yes!" replied with five guards, including Dilan.

Immediately, the group of six people summoned their mounts from the portable warehouse and began to set out on their way home.

After walking like this for a while, Marshal Miridrian suddenly turned his head and whispered to Dilan: "Dilan, if there is a battle in which I deliberately let my army lose, what will you think?"

"On purpose?"

"Ah, it's deliberate, and then you'll lose a lot of soldiers. There may also be your comrades-in-arms. ”

"That's right, but the blood of those people must not be shed in vain, after all, it was the work of His Excellency the Marshal, and there must be a necessary reason. ”

"Huh. Miridrian laughed a few times, "It's great to bring you out of the Black Street." You're the only one who has to survive no matter what happens. ”

"Well, I don't know what's going on. But Your Excellency Marshal, I have not done my training so far in vain. In the future, no matter how tragic the war situation is, I have the confidence that I will survive. ”

"That's good. That's good. With that, Marshal Miridrian looked up into the distance, at the walls of the imperial capital Yuma, which stood tall.