Chapter 598 [You Are the First to Die]
Except for Winnington, I'm afraid that other people will have a hard time understanding what Howard, his old boss and fellow brother, means to the entire Central Empire. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
In this era of withering talents, constant internal and external troubles, the demon seed coming south, and the country about to overturn, only Howard is the pillar that can carry the country.
Now the pillar has fallen.
No one can stand tall in the north anymore.
It's bad luck.
It was Winnington's own mistake.
He underestimated the strength of that group too much, and he overestimated his own layout.
After ten minutes of silence in the combat command room, Winnington got up and left the military headquarters, got into his special carriage, and went to the palace to meet the emperor.
The cowardly emperor was still extremely afraid of this military commander who leaned towards the central royal city, and he was even more cautious when he just learned about the two major events that happened last night, and he didn't even dare to come out, for fear of angering the general, so that he couldn't even be this puppet emperor.
Fortunately, Winnington did not come to trouble Charles, and he did not have so much spare time, he came for two things.
"First things first. Winnington stood under the throne and held out a finger to the Emperor.
Seeing Winnington stretching out his finger to him in the shadows of His Highness, Charles seemed to go back to the past.
When he was not yet an emperor, but just the eldest young master of the Lancaster family, his favorite thing to do was to stretch out his slender and powerful fingers to others, and then say to others in a concise and clear tone, I have a few things to tell you.
At that time his father was not dead, his sister was still very good to him, and the Lancaster family was prestigious, and Winnington would not dare to speak to him in such a tone.
He suddenly missed that time.
"Your Majesty, did you hear me clearly?" asked Winnington below.
"I ......" Charles was pulled back from the memory, a little panicked, he didn't hear what Winnington said, "I ......"
He went three times, and finally whispered, "I didn't listen to the whole ......."
"I mean, Your Majesty, you should repent of this defeat. Winnington's voice was as if it had floated from the sky, "You have to draft a confession today, and go to the central square to perform the confession ceremony in person, so as to stabilize the hearts of the army and the people." ”
"......" Charles heard clearly this time, it was Winnington who wanted him to carry the black cauldron.
It's a strange thing.
Obviously, everything was a choice made by Winnington, and he caused trouble, but in the end, he wanted Charles, the puppet emperor who had never been in charge for a day and held power for a day, to bear all the blame, and asked him to say in front of everyone that all this was mine, I harmed the empire, and I was the sinner of the empire.
It's ridiculous to think about.
But this is the reality, the fate that Charles has to face.
He was pushed to this position by Winnington for the sake of today's situation.
"I ...... Got it. Charles almost gritted his teeth and said, probably only that I am the title that can barely maintain his fragile face and last dignity.
"Your Majesty is a blessing to my empire. Winnington pretended to bow his head and praise slightly.
Yes, in Charles's opinion, he is just pretending.
What a sage, what an imperial blessing.
In Charles's opinion, he is the stupidest person in the world, otherwise he would not have thought that he could fight against Winnington, stupidly ascended to this empty throne, and helped Winnington maintain the legitimacy of his power.
He is definitely not a blessing for the empire, but a scourge for the empire.
If he hadn't lived, Winnington would never have been able to sit so comfortably in the position of the general of the Central Military Department.
Even several times, Charles wanted to end his own life, and he also wanted Winnington to taste that feeling of helplessness.
But in the end, he didn't do anything, because he was afraid of death, too afraid of death, and he also thought that even if he died, Winnington could go find another puppet to come out.
Now that the north and south have fallen, the demon army will come to the city at any time.
In addition to a great fear, he actually had an unusual excitement and a snickering joy.
On the one hand, it is a kind of joy that he has almost perverted after being oppressed by Winnington for a long time.
On the other hand.
It is said that Su Junyan came south this time for his sister Olivia.
Indeed, from a long time ago, he knew that Su Junyan really liked his sister.
If anything, it's true.
Then, when Su Junyan captures the Central Royal City, maybe he will look at Olivia's face and let Charles go.
Even, because of Olivia's relationship, Charles can get some unexpected benefits.
In short, it will certainly not be the time when it is now.
Thinking of this, he became more and more excited.
But this excitement didn't last long, and Wen Nington poured a basin of cold water on his head.
"Your Majesty, I know exactly what you're thinking. Wennington coldly interrupted Charles's reverie, "The second thing I have come to see you today is that you want to see your sister no matter what. ”
"As for what you will say and do after the meeting, and what you will say and do to me after the meeting, I believe that with your wisdom, Your Majesty, it will not be unclear. ”
"Of course. Winning paused, laughed, and said, "If you can't do this, that's okay. ”
Charles was relieved to hear this, but before he could fully breathe a sigh of relief, he immediately heard Wennington's next words.
Immediately, his face turned pale.
"If Su Junyan really comes in by then, I will be the first to kill you, you are the emperor of the empire, and you deserve to die and die for the country. Wen Nington spoke slowly, as if he were joking.
However, Charles felt a deep chill in it.
He had no doubt that when the time came, when the demon seed entered the city, he would be the first to be killed, and then he would be presented to them as a symbol of the collapse of an empire as a sign of human submission.
"I ......," he said slowly, as if he had been choked by the throat, "I'll go, I'll go right away." ”
This is the noon of the empire, but it is already as infinitely desolate as the setting sun.
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