737 Madness (4)

At half past one o'clock in the afternoon, when Aaron's bright sunlight finally appeared in the buildings, between the windows and the branches and leaves of the canopy, they showed their shapes. This golden light pulls the entire city into countless oblique projections. The contrast between shadow and light makes the world clear and three-dimensional all at once, and it becomes vivid.

Marquis Spit, the Speaker of the Bernst area, straightened his robe, and came down the door with the handrail of the carriage, and he had a pleasantly handsome face. Curly and charming brown hair, deep blue eyes, a high nose bridge and a slightly square chin, as the speaker of the Bernster area of Lower Doroke, he was also a general of Lower Doroke, and had just arrived from the front,

The 30 steps leading to the hall were full of people, who were either talking to each other or gathering in groups of three or five, holding the number of people who didn't know what to do, and their eyes looked anxiously in the direction of the closed parliament hall in the distance from time to time, and their expressions of concern were undisguised on their faces.

Thousands of excited citizens of Aaron gathered at the gate, and some young men in improvised chain mail held banners under the steps of the council hall with the slogan "Down with the tyrants, the Doroques are not cowards! Down with the tyrants, down with the tyrants, down with the tyrants", making the already messy scene even more chaotic.

"Nonsense!" Marquis Spit snorted. These excited young people reminded him of the scene of his youth, during Aaron's time, it was no surprise to such a thing, because of the rumors that the first beauty of Dorok was detained by the Falcon Dynasty in Aaron's city, the whole Aaron was like a powder keg that was ignited, and it seemed that he changed from a peace faction to a war faction overnight,

Especially young people who are enthusiastic and excited. I can't wait to start a war with the Falcon Dynasty immediately, and although there is a battle within the Dorok Mountains, the protagonist who plays a hero to save the beauty, there has been no large-scale war in nearly a hundred years.

The city is located in the heart of the Dorok Mountains, and the hundred years of peace have already made many young Aaron forget the bloody wars of their ancestors to defend Aaron. The war is so far away, and it seems extremely easy for them to shout. It seems that just one slogan can bring the big man who trembles the entire continent to his knees

If it had been half a year ago, Spit might have thought like those young people clamoring for war, thinking that Dorok was so powerful that he would be able to establish a country at every turn. Words like war are put on the lips,

However, the war with the Odds half a year ago completely reversed Spit's understanding of his own strength, and compared with the real continental power, the scattered Dorok did not have the strength of the First World War at all, and now he suddenly announced the establishment of the country. It's not much different from suicide.

Consider that a few months earlier, Dorok's 100,000 troops had been attacked by 50,000 Odd troops in the Aarhus Mountains, and instead of gaining any advantage, they had to retreat back hundreds of miles in just two months. With more than 30,000 people killed in the war, he chose to abandon the central city of Kugiente in Lower Dorok,

This battle almost collapsed the entire Dorok coalition army, the generals blamed each other, and the armies coordinated properly, Spit, who served as the commander-in-chief's adjutant, suddenly realized how ridiculous his previous thoughts were,

Towering mountains and complex topography have given the Dorok people a sense of complacency. thinks that although his strength is not as strong as Rui Erdian and Virtue. But at least it's better than those second-rate countries like Vekia, Salander.

But there was a crushing defeat in the battle with the Rods. Undoubtedly, it is extremely cruel to tell the people of Dorok, the scattered Dorok is actually not even comparable to a second-rate country, if it were not for the timely rescue of Upper Dorok, the Lower Dorok area would have been finished a long time ago, and now the Bade army is still eyeing the side, and the Speaker General still wants to mention the establishment of the country, isn't it too ridiculous?

"What's going on?" Marquis Spit handed the paper of his identity to the soldiers standing guard, and his eyebrows frowned slightly to indicate that he had come to vote on the bill on the election of the general speaker.

"I'm sorry, please come with me," the guard standing at the entrance saluted him respectfully, and then summoned several blue-robed council chamber attendants from the nearby lounge, and said to Marquis Spit with a solemn expression

"Because of the particularity of today's topic, in order to avoid accidents in the venue, all speakers are not allowed to enter with weapons, and enter the hall through the small hall on the side of the guò hall, please don't worry, we have made all preparations, today's resolution is a non-signature resolution, no matter what answer you fill in, no one will know who filled it in!"...,

Under the leadership of the guards. Spit walked into the small chamber next to the council hall, which had been used as a lounge for a long time, but today it was noticeably different, a strict group of soldiers stood in the doorway, and the sound of en's argument came to his face

Marquis Spit is not a rookie, he also participated in the last meeting of the Speaker, although he has already made mental preparations, the scene in front of him still startled him, it is really chaotic,

The side door leading to the main hall was filled with many Dorok nobles who were extremely concerned about this matter, they were not qualified to enter, but that did not mean that they were not qualified to lean against the wall to listen, and when they saw Spit's robe on behalf of the Speaker, they all got out of the way

No wonder you have to collect weapons on purpose, this is going to be a mess!

Walking past these nobles, Spit sighed secretly,

Although he couldn't see the scene inside the door, and he couldn't hear any heated arguments, Spit knew that behind the heavy, closed door, a heavy dà vote was taking place to decide the fate of the entire mountain kingdom

The side door of the hall drowned out his figure, and after him, more speakers entered the hall through the small door,

The multi-choice Tiyì was arranged in the first of the afternoon parliamentary votes, arranged in 30 rows, and could seat 600 people in the discussion hall, and for the first time in more than ten years after its completion, there was a phenomenon of fullness, and for the first time, all the 64 tribes of Dorok were so neatly seated, and the 600 seats in the hall were so full for the first time, everyone stretched their necks and looked at the council stage in the center of the hall

The protagonist of this meeting is Duo Cai, standing quietly in front of the window, holding a cigarette in his hand. The straight body pulled out a slender shadow in the sunlight through the window, and the curling green smoke drifted in the sunlight and dispersed. Behind him, there was also a line of people

Douglas, who was personable and eloquent, Lester who was mature and trustworthy, and Sass Alger, who was young and powerful but had more war experience than most of his peers, were his most loyal supporters, and they stood silently together. Like a strong support point standing behind Duo Ze, a personable speaker walked in from outside the door and said to Duo Ze standing in front of the window, "My lord, it's your turn!"

Even with the firmness of multiple choices, thinking that he would face the gaze of so many pairs of eyes, he still swallowed a mouthful of saliva a little nervously, his temples were a little white, and he had a Chinese face, and he had the demeanor of a mature man