Chapter Eighty-Three: Selection
Although the hall was hastily built, the specifications of the hall were not rough, and the craftsmen used their skills to ensure that everyone could hear the Empress's speech.
They imitated the shape of the Imperial Athletic Conference venue, creating an oval-shaped hall that was large enough to accommodate hundreds of seats, and most of the seats were distributed according to the title, the higher the title, the closer the seat of the nobleman to the empress, and in order to show the glory of the high nobility, only the duke and ministers were eligible to sit near the empress.
After the trumpet sounded, there was no magnificent opening, and there was no flower, and the Empress walked out of the tent in the company of Shani's maid. At this time, she also changed out of the royal dress and put on a military uniform, in most cases she did not have to fight, and she wore this military uniform to represent her determination.
Gladyse walked to the top chair and sat down, Shani standing beside her. The people in the audience looked at their empress, waiting for her speech.
Gladys looked around at everyone, the people who could participate in this meeting were basically the ruling foundation of the empire, she exhaled slowly, and said to the nobles: "Since the last emperor of the empire ascended the throne, the chiefs of the northern tribes that were originally subordinate to the empire have set themselves up as kings, they have killed the northern governors who served the country, and over the years have repeatedly violated the borders of our country, robbed the peasants' grain, plundered the local population, and even slaughtered the people of the north!"
At this point, Gladys paused and looked at the listening lords, these things were a disgrace to the Empire, and they listened to their words with a look of righteous indignation, eager to kill the northern tribes now, capture the barbarian leaders of the tribes and send them to their eyes.
Gladyse continued: "This is the first crime of the northern tribes, and the second crime they have committed is to collude with Duke Nicholas, who betrayed the Empire, in an attempt to undermine our rule from within, and it is really sinister to spread rumors within the empire!
It is rumored that they have used evil spells and summoned terrible monsters to fight for them, and the attack of the previous day was also planned by them, so we don't need to be merciful to these people who are immersed in evil and evil, for the eternal glory of the empire, we must work together to defeat these evil barbarians this time!
Suddenly, the nobles in the audience burst into overwhelming cheers: "Long live the Empress!
Most of the nobles here were not in the north, and they had only heard of the barbarians before, but during the days they were with the army, they had also seen the withering of northern cities and villages, and the displacement of people.
In any case, they naturally attributed the cause of this phenomenon to the northern tribes, and whether consciously or sincerely, they cheered at the empress's words at this time.
Seeing that the people around him were shouting excitedly, Russell and they cheered a few times when they saw the opportunity.
Russell looked at Carter beside him with some concern, although he calmed down a little, his eyes were glazed, and he seemed to be caught in some bad memory.
Gladys waited with a smile on her face for the cheers to end, and then she continued: "The legion we are fighting this time is very large, I have already divided the legion into several parts, these lords who command the army ask you not to be too aggressive when fighting, after all, this time the enemy is on guard, we still have to be cautious!"
Nominally called the council, this was actually a pre-war oath, and the Empress's speech had mobilized all the noble lords, and her main purpose had indeed been achieved.
However, in the last attack, Duke Wizz, the commander of the Imperial Forward Army, is still in a coma, and the vanguard is the most dangerous position, and everyone present knows the danger of being a striker, so this time Gladyse wants to take this opportunity to choose a candidate to replace Duke Wiz.
Speaking of this, Gladys looked at everyone with a smile and asked: "Everyone also knows, Duke Wiz was injured by a sneak attack by the despicable northern tribes, and there is no sign of waking up until now, all of them are the pillars of the empire, I don't know which hero wants to stand up and lead the vanguard to defeat the barbarians?"
When a word was asked, the jubilant venue suddenly fell silent, and the nobles who were all enthusiastic and wanted to serve the country just now closed their mouths tightly and did not say a word, and the venue was suddenly silent and could be heard even if the needle fell to the ground.
Gladys's face was unsightly, and her gloved hands were clenched together in anger. Are these the nobles who owe allegiance to the royal family? The courage of their ancestors is not shown in them at all!
Just when she could barely suppress the anger in her heart, a man slowly stood up from his seat and said, "I'll be the commander of the striker!"
Carter heard a familiar voice, and his originally gloomy eyes reappeared, and he looked up in astonishment at the lord who spoke, it was the Marquis of Pike who had just met him!