"What do you think of the war in Satya, Prime Minister?" said Marshal of the Imperial Army, Goodrich, handing the letter to the latter. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Bashir took the letter, nodded to Goodrich, and then put on his glasses and read it slowly. Since Bert's Brotherhood officially opened, he has disbanded a large number of his spies, and now he is getting information faster than before.

Others say that if you are an official of the same dynasty, you must have different fronts, or you will be more or less enemies of others. Especially between the civil servants and the military generals, the inexplicable contradiction will always spark between the two. But perhaps both of them are old foxes, but in short, from the outside, the relationship between the Marshal of the Oslan Army and the Prime Minister of the Ministry of Officials is difficult to fathom. Although the two had political disagreements, they never quarreled, and they have always been a bland relationship like swallowing water.

Bashir played with the letter in front of him, and the two of them were sitting in the king's study, discussing the events of the past few days. After reading the letter, al-Bashir returned it to His Majesty the King. The latter kept staring into his eyes, as if trying to peek into some secret.

"Your Majesty, the minister thinks that Satya is doing something for us. Bashir said with a smile.

"Why do you say that? They have lost two cities in a row, the territory within a radius of a hundred miles has been occupied by the enemy, and half of the 300,000 troops have lost half of Thailand, and there is no city to defend on the eastern steppe. King Frederick was a little incomprehensible to him.

"Hehe, how do you say it. Your Majesty also knows that although Satya seems to have collected 300,000 soldiers this time, it can be seen from the previous attack on our Tallinn that they are all rabble. Their elite troops are not yet broken. ”

"I don't understand what the prime minister said, but at this time they still want us to send troops to help them clean up this mess? It's been a few years? The last time we fought with the country of the sun, we lost so many soldiers, and now the regular army of the country of the sun must have nearly 100,000 people. They gave up Ankara and Randall so that we could send troops to our aid? Then when we took these two cities, Satya, wouldn't the gates be wide open to us? If so, we would not be able to ask for it, and after ending the country of the sun, we would directly open their borders. Goodrich said.

Bashir shook his hand, "Marshal, don't worry, no matter how bold Prince Schwab is, he will not dare to gamble with the life and death of the empire." In fact, we all know that although the eastern part of Satya is called a grassland, it is actually a barren place. There is not much to defend other than the cities of Ankara and Randall. If he continues to defend Randle, the supply line of the back line is too long, which is also very detrimental to them. On the contrary, it is more suitable to abandon these two cities for a long time, in this case, sacrificing some miscellaneous soldiers can allow us to attract the main line of war, Prince Schwab is not simple. ”

"Then Aiqing means that we don't send troops?" asked King Frederick.

Bashir's eyes widened suddenly, "Send troops, of course send troops, if we don't send troops, how will the countries in the world think of us? Don't you say that we are cowardly and afraid of things?" The two were immediately speechless, they knew that Bashir liked to sell off the guanzi, so they simply didn't speak and waited for him to continue.

"The minister thinks that we can let the Marquis of Celtic take the nobles to a tour around Tallinn. As far as I know, the Marquis of Celtic was more like Marshal Goodrich than Hebrew in this respect. So let's hand over the front line to him, I don't think there will be much trouble in the western frontier with him. If His Majesty thinks that the envoys who ask for reinforcements from Satya are too annoying, they can be sent directly to Budapest, and say that the affairs of the front line are not in our hands. Frederick smiled awkwardly, if only it were that simple, but it reminded him that he could be sent to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Aiqing, let's talk about the Holy Patriarch's side. Frederick knew him, and he could joke like that, which meant that things were still under control. Then there's no need to put too much effort into it.

Bashir put away his joking expression, "Well, the Holy See is a nuisance here. It's too chaotic over there, and the spies I arranged there have not yet sent back a report, so all we can do now is wait for the Hebrew side to send back the war report. ”

Frederick waved his hand to signal that they could stand aside, should they call the other four dragon knights back? It's a pity that there are only four dragon knights left in the empire now, one guards an important city in the southern part of the empire, two are cultivating in the holy mountain, and the other is nearly eighty years old and is recuperating in his fiefdom.

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"President, in addition to the previously trained spies, the first batch of comprehensive assassin training has been completed. Wu Xian hurried to Bert with a piece of paper, who was fishing from a vantage point with a view of the lake. Leaning back on an extremely luxurious chair, his feet resting on a mahogany stool. Jingwei knocked on his legs, and Erin squeezed her hands. In addition to this, an Assassin behind him was holding an umbrella for him, and another Assassin was there to help watch the fishing rod. If it weren't for the fact that the entire guild needed him for funding now, Wu Xian would definitely fly up and kick him into the lake.

"President, President, come and see, this is the list of members who have completed the new training. Suppressing the anger in his heart, Wu Xian still woke up Bert with a flattering face.

Bert waved his hand, motioning for Erin and Jingwei to stop. Erin had a good temper and didn't bother with him, Jingwei stuck out his tongue at him angrily, turned around and ran away, for fear that he would be caught and ravaged again in a while.

Bert is no longer the poor man he used to be, he is now silk woven from head to toe by the best tailor in town, and even the insoles that padding the soles of the feet are made of the leather of the earth. In Bert's words, he stepped on the corpse of the Earth Walking Dragon when he debuted, which proves that the Earth Walking Dragon is related to him. And the insole of the earth dragon means that he will always step on the earth dragon, and the days will only be thriving, in short, the money is still the pocket of the brotherhood at public expense.

"Take it to me, tsk tsk, it's a good guy who makes money. Bert rubbed his eyes, apparently having just woken up and being blinded by the sun, so he didn't see the dark faces of everyone present.

"Yes, the elder will take care of this. Put this batch of goods... Ahh Leave it to my dad and let him arrange it. But remember, all salaries are charged at the level of the captain of the Imperial Squad, with a down payment of three months, and then it must be credited to my account before the 10th of each month, and my father must sign and draw the pledge. Fighting tiger brothers and making money is really true. Anyway, this money is not from my family, let him sign it with confidence, hehehehehe. ”

Not to mention that this proverb has been changed to be completely unrepresentable, and if his current passage were heard by His Majesty the King or Frank, he would probably vomit three mouthfuls of blood.