In a military conference room in Paris, France, dozens of high-ranking generals and senior government officials sat on either side of a mahogany round table.

At the top of the round table was a middle-aged man in a noble robe who was impatiently tapping the table with his ring, on one side of the round table was a group of soldiers with royal insignia, their faces were full of disdain, and they all wore eye-catching general-rank medals on their chests, and on the other side of the table were the generals of the Rhine, Pishglu, although they were not as good as the few bigwigs opposite them, but 120,000 elite soldiers in their hands, still calm and relaxed.

In the center of the round table is a thick plan, and on the cover of this plan is written a few large characters, representing the "Titan Project" of the ancestor of monsters.

The two sides of the round table seemed to have been divided into two camps, and the generals on both sides appeared to be leisurely. Their eyes were constantly watching this inconspicuous plan, thinking that their showdown today was to make a big deal out of it.

The aristocratic politician sitting at the top suddenly stopped tapping, and angrily pointed to the plan on the table and asked: "What do you Rhine army want to do? In 1785, you have expanded by 20,000 men, and the military and the royal family have repeatedly tolerated this matter! In 86, you offended the Holy Roman Emperor Francis II to arrest the Count of Baden! The king saw that there was no loss and forgave you, but why are you now intensifying and blackmailing the royal family?"

The man who spoke was the plenipotentiary of Louis XVI, the French Minister of Justice, in the court, and it can also be said that this Mope was the real administrator of the French authorities. In view of the fact that Louis XVI really ignored the government, in order to save the country, Mope of course became the leader of the courtiers.

As soon as Mopp finished speaking, he attracted the approval of the people below, and the other general immediately stood up: "Look at it, look at it! What kind of plan is this, ah? This plan is ostensibly to allow the kingdom to expand the armies of the kingdom such as the Northern Legion, the Ain Legion, and the Italian Legion. But in fact, your Rhine Legion is under this pretext to specifically realize your military and political affairs! You actually want to ask the state to recruit 80,000 strong men to expand the power of the Rhine Legion, do you want to swell this super army to 200,000 people?"

"That's right!" A general spoke again: "You think that 200,000 people can form five front armies! Do you think that the country has how much money to support so many soldiers? Besides, you are brazenly expanding the army, and the European neighbors are likely to regard this build-up as a pre-war preparation! Do you want France to run out of national strength because of the war? Tell you, no way!"

Mopp raised his hand without hesitation and threw a copy of the plan on the ground: "Do you want to support your own army and take over the mastery, or do you want to establish a military government? We will not agree to your plan!"

"Generals, I hope you will speak well to the representatives of our Rhine Legion, otherwise our Rhine Front will certainly consider the attitude towards the French government and the Austrian government. Pishglu said very calmly, but the officials opposite him were a little afraid.

As the relationship between the Rhine Army and him deepened, Pishglu could be said to have reached the level of calling for wind and rain in the Rhine Army. Although in the 1st Division, all his cronies were uprooted by Brion without authorization, but it is still somewhat certain to say that he has mastered the 100,000 troops of the Rhine Legion. Pishglu had taken advantage of the Rhine's strength and the importance of holding the territory, so of course government officials had to be careful with their faction.

As soon as Mopu saw that the matter was getting bigger, he also understood that the Rhine Legion was not easy to mess with, so he immediately grabbed the general who was out of control, and personally picked up the copy.

"We all understand the importance of the Rhine Army, but at this juncture we cannot ignore the difficulties of the Imperial Family and the attitude of the Austrian Empire. ”

"Minister of Justice, it is the business of your royal ministers to deal with politics, and how to deal with foreign affairs and the affairs of the military and the Rhine Front. Now that there are rebellions everywhere and the country's politics are unstable, the royal family should unconditionally cooperate with our Rhine Front!" Pishglu snorted, completely ignoring these politicians who rely on the royal family for food.

Pishglu is now able to mix up the position of commander of the legion, and of course he understands that military power is the most important thing, as long as you have a gun, everyone has to bow their heads.

Although all the officials representing the royal family bowed their heads because of the army, the whole negotiation also showed an embarrassing state of anxiety. In order to break this state, Pisgru simply glanced at Brion who was standing behind him, and motioned for the eloquent duke to break the situation himself.

Of course, such a clever man as Brion understood, and he understood that this time he and Pishgrew were grasshoppers tied to a rope. They all have a common purpose, which is to achieve the expansion of the army by blackmailing the country. Only with a strong and unparalleled strength can it have an important position in France in the future.

He stepped forward and saluted the generals present: "Generals, this military expansion of the Rhine Legion is all in order to better defend the royal family with military force. This time, we only need the state to provide military expenses, and as for recruiting people, our army will take care of it, and it has absolutely nothing to do with the government! If the Austrian Empire blames it, you and the king can shirk the responsibility!"

"What a young man who takes responsibility for himself, but do you know the consequences of this?" a somewhat old soldier finally spoke, in the second chair opposite.

This old man was wearing a straight French ** suit, with a curved golden wig, although his face was a little wrinkled, it was still not difficult to see the perseverance of this soldier.

The medal on his chest sets him apart, and the royal motif makes him noble. Brion already knew that he was the famous royal marshal Philippe in France. The Battle of Minden decades ago was something Brion had been talking about since he was a French school.

Brion saluted the military salute again, and the military boots under his feet made a crisp sound: "Marshal Philippe! Brion, the commander of the Rhine Legion, salutes you! For the sake of the Kingdom of France, you must bow to the end of your life!"

"Well, I've heard of you for a long time, Duke of Baden! Our royal family is proud to have such a transcendent general as you! Your cousin, King Louis, has mentioned you to me!" the old marshal nodded happily: "Duke, how long have you been a colonel?"

"Almost five months. Pishglu looked at the old marshal with some admiration.

"For the division commander, the rank of colonel is really low, I can now appoint Brion as the major general of the Rhine Legion, the division commander and the chief of the general staff of the Rhine Corps!" The marshal looked at Brion again: "In addition, as for the expansion of the Titans' plan, let Major General Brion be in charge." ”

Mopp pouted a little unhappily, this old marshal must have felt that the royal family should be in charge of the overall situation in order to keep the stormy French Kingdom, not only promoted the rank of duke unusually, but also arbitrarily advocated giving the Rhine Legion the power of life and death over the entire French army, which undoubtedly fueled the wolf ambitions of these soldiers!

"But Marshal, although the plan is good, the country really can't afford to spend 10 million francs on the army!" Seeing that the Rhine army was about to succeed, Mopp changed his strategy and pretended to be poor to the marshal.

"Don't worry, we're not greedy, we can take as much as we want! Besides, I can still spend more than a million from my savings!" Brion smirked.

"Since it's for national defense, I'll give three million!" the old marshal also raised his hand in support.

Eventually, the French government approved the Titan Plan for the expansion of the army, but the government only gave the army a total of four million francs, and it was all used arbitrarily in the military expenses of the legions to recruit soldiers, and the military funds were quickly squandered before Briand could accept them. In total, only four million francs remained of the old marshal and himself combined.

"General, this will not work. Going for four million francs can only solve the recruitment and equipment of 40,000 people at most, and this gang of government guys who are too much to do is too much!" Brion angrily lost his temper at Pisgru in the headquarters.

"I'm also helpless about the military spending allocated by the state, and that's all I can do at present. Pishglu didn't care about the situation, and still took a casual sip of coffee.

"It seems that there is only one way for us to go, and that is to invest these military funds in our Skynet operation first. I can't catch those politicians!" Brion looked wickedly at the troops in the distance who were secretly training.