Eight kilometers away, in the Farina mansion, Filia wore a gown and pinched a wine glass, and happily shuttled through the admiring guests, constantly thanking the acquaintances who had sent her kind words off. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I heard you're going to the Line of Lane. A sincere young man suddenly toasted Philia, "I just came back from there. Want to hear some tips on dealing with the Fran Empire?"

Filia frowned and turned her head to see a heroic young man looking at her.

"Isaac Breschroeder. The young man took the initiative to shake hands and actively introduce himself: "The last group of Brahma cultists expelled by the Fran Empire. Just returned home, not long. He crackled, and the more he spoke, the more embarrassed he became, for Filia kept frowning at him. The young man gradually became cramped and began to mutter: "That is, yesterday. Just returned home yesterday. ”

Filia felt in a state of turmoil, and she found that the more she missed Frederick, the more she involuntarily alienated herself from other members of the opposite sex. But she is leaving the imperial capital, and this is a feast, she has a reason to be happy, and there is no excuse for loss.

Leave him happily so that he doesn't worry about you. Be a simple person. Filia reminded herself.

"I was distracted. She was polite and polite, "I might be able to use your advice." Go ahead. ”

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The Praetorian Army was dumbfounded, the dragoons were speechless, the nobles were terrified, and Elena opened her eyes and reached out and shouted "Don't", when Frederick was slashed on the back by the bloody corpse.

Frederick's eyes widened, he was cut to his feet, and he hoisted Ferdinand's head and staggered a step.

Elena was stabbed like a knife, and the person was still stunned, tears rolled down, and she immediately screamed: "Stop!"

The bloody corpse skillfully swung his sword and slashed again, cutting a cross rift on Frederick's back, and Frederick was slashed around, shaking and turning, just in time to see that the headless corpse had picked up the ideal messenger, holding two swords in his hands, resting them on Frederick's chest, and then opened his bow left and right, and pulled it fiercely.

Frederick was caught off guard and was attacked by a sneak attack, his shirt torn apart, and the blood spilled on the face of the walking corpse.

Admiral Farina looked stupid.

The forbidden army was so engrossed that the guns fell to the ground and forgot to pick them up.

Filia chatted and laughed at the banquet.

Frederick was staggered around by Ferdinand.

Elena cried hoarsely and was dragged into the palace by the king's reprimand. Then Xiao Qian stepped forward and ordered the dragoons to rush up and capture Frederick, and turned a blind eye to the walking corpse.

The aristocracy's brains could not process the images presented by their eyes, and their thinking centers were short-circuited, and they all became dumb, their lips twitching, and they only knew how to retreat in clusters, subconsciously moving as far away from the walking corpse as possible.

Then, the walking corpse kicked Frederick down. Frederick was slashed unconscious, fell on his back to the sky, and the head in his hand flew into the air.

The third round of "ten seconds" just arrived, and the head of the person flying in the air suddenly trembled, like a pin attracted by a magnet, and suddenly flew straight towards the walking corpse, just falling on the neck, and was straightened by the walking corpse, and then the skin quickly closed, and the blood supply was immediately established, and the pale human head gradually returned to blood, and Ferdinand's expression suddenly became vivid.

As soon as Ferdinand came back to life, he bent down and glared at Frederick, and scolded: "You are nothing but an ant! What kind of bullshit qualifications do you have to offer a small love to Elena? I am a god! I am immortal! You are just a trickster! A toad wants to eat swan meat? Eat shit!"

Xiao Qian had already noticed the strange eyes of the army and the nobles, and angrily rebuked Ferdinand: "Your Royal Highness, as a god, please pay attention to the wording!"

Ferdinand was dragged by the king's sleeve, but he scolded and struggled, glaring at Frederick, who was laughing, and wanted to give him a sword and tell him to die: "I knew that you had an affair with that woman! But you didn't have any results, no! You're a dog! You're a dog that chases cars! Even if you can catch up with cars, can you drive? Do you dare to marry the empress? Pathetic! Pitiful!"

Frederick laughed until he coughed, and when he had finished coughing, he continued to laugh, and his badly wounded arrogance made Ferdinand angry, but the prince was dragged away by the king's attendants.

Dracula secretly landed on the top of the palace, frowned and contacted Xiao Qian with ultrasound: "The situation is very bad, the forbidden army and the dragoons don't seem to be able to accept what they see." Can you take care of the situation?"

"Ferdinand's headless killing, joint resurrection, this matter needs an explanation, and my Jiwei can only suppress it for a while. You quickly manipulate public opinion, immediately control the newspapers, big and small, immediately write and publish articles, immediately deify Ferdinand, and put him on the altar. Tomorrow 300 dreadnought knights enter the city, and when the time comes, we will use violence to control speech and use public opinion to cleanse our minds, and sooner or later they will accept the fact that Ferdinand is a god, and then our rule will only be more secure. Xiao Qian was quite calm and immediately thought of a solution.

"Roger. We have enough money to start the first wave of information bombardment tonight. "Dracula knows this very well, and they are very skilled in subverting consciousness. All you need to do is coerce and inducement the newspaper to sway the headlines. Then we can sponsor and buy the right to speak in the newspaper, so that we can rewrite the brains of citizens with a steady stream of propaganda.

They could use propaganda to drive the Brahma Curia out of Paris, and they could use propaganda to push Ferdinand to the altar. But it takes time, and they need violence to control speech to provide enough time for publicity. So they are very dependent on the main forces of the Dreadnought Knights of tomorrow to maintain order.

The function of the military is not to face the strong outside the country, but to deter the weak at home.

After Xiao Qian's assignment was completed, she stepped forward, pretending not to hear the whispers of the nobles, pretending not to see the panic of the army, she pretended to be the king, and came out majestically, raising her hands under the palace, and giving orders:

"The dragoons have made meritorious contributions to the rescue, and the whole army has been rewarded, and each has been promoted to a higher level, and he has been given three months. ”

After commending the dragoons, he swept his hand, pointed to the captain of the forbidden army squadron who counted the wounded, and praised him angrily: "The forbidden army fought to the death, captured the rebel army alive, and set an example for the new army." The casualties of this battle will receive double compensation, and the First Praetorian Guard Regiment will all be awarded the Order of Courage of the First Class, which will be recorded in the list of heroes, and will shine for a thousand years!"

The king praised him lavishly, so that the soldiers of the three armies came back to their senses, knelt down one after another, and shouted thanksgiving.

After giving the sweet dates, Xiao Qian casually pointed to Frederick on the ground and rebuked angrily: "However, on the occasion of canonization, taking advantage of the danger of the palace, this fang dared to raise troops to rebel and take risks! In the name of the Habsburg king and the Lord God Brahma, I declare Frederick a traitor and sentenced to death, and he will be executed immediately at noon tomorrow!" )