Shortly before the most important festival of the year for the people of Wilant, two major events took place in the port of Golden Gallen on the east coast of Borneo.

The first thing is that the head office of the Bank of Golden Gallen Port issued a message to issue a risk warning for the trading of Xilan coin, restricting relevant financial instruments and currency exchange channels to strictly prevent systemic financial risks.

To put it simply, foreign exchange speculation cannot be leveraged, and private depositors who hold Xilan coins will be advised by the account manager to sell as soon as possible.

At the same time, the trade management department has also issued a notice to suspend all export business settled in Western Lanyuan, and the import business will not be affected.

This incident caused a huge stir in the high society of Golden Gallen Harbor, especially for those who held a lot of Xilan coins.

As for the vast majority of wage earners, they have not been affected in any way.

After all, the gallon is anchored to a silver coin, not a Xilan coin, and the rise and fall of that thing will not affect the lives of the locals in a short period of time.

In contrast, they are more interested in the second thing -

That is, the "Survivor Daily" Golden Gallen Harbor interviewed the Xilan Emperor Wu Camel.

Compared to the previous serious topic, this second thing is full of comical colors from beginning to end.

When the two sides met on a royal merchant ship, Wu Huo suddenly changed his mind before the interview, and asked the reporter team of the "Survivor Daily" to kneel for an interview on the grounds of the Xilan law.

The latter, of course, could not get used to him, and had an idea, and hired a Willant actor from the Grand Theater.

Sure enough, when the witch camel saw the big nose, he immediately smiled, and politely invited the other party to sit down and talk.

The interview went well.

On the one hand, the script is ripe for the lines to be memorized, and on the other hand, it is played on the spot in a whimsical manner, and the two sides are frequently mismatched, and they are full of comedy from beginning to end.

After the interview, the Survivor Daily's Port Kingallen branch published a special issue on the same day to report on this "dialogue of the century."

Perhaps, though, because of the "Get on your knees!" The vignette offended the editorial team of the newspaper, and the editor who wrote it used the word "The Last Emperor" in the title rather ill-intentionedly.

Thanks to the fact that Wu Camel only reads the "special report" sent by the Duke of Galava, the people below dare not show it to him when they see this rebellious title, otherwise they may have to anger him out of internal injuries and cause some diplomatic disputes.

And not long after the special issue was published, people who satisfied their curiosity gradually lost interest in the emperor.

The guy who rode on the heads of the survivors of Borneo turned out to be just that.

Objectively speaking, he may indeed be a little stronger than ordinary people, but not much, and not even as good as the nouveau riche who have been fattened by demolition in Golden Gallen Harbor.

When it comes to military theory, he describes the rules on the chessboard of the fighting beast vividly. When it comes to international strategy, he uses the monkeys and dogs in the zoo to "simplify the complex", and the temporary Wilante who interviewed him is speechless.

As for the future of the empire.

Wait until the delivery of the battleships of the South Sea Alliance, and everything will be fine!

Some things are not afraid to be put together and touched, but they are afraid of seeing the light.

People who read the special issue were disappointed, but they felt sorry for the 4 gallons that bought the newspaper.

With this money, what you hear when you sit in the teahouse is more exciting than this!

However, it is precisely because of this 4-gallon special issue that people finally see the "face" of the witch camel clearly.

In the future, no matter how secretive those old guards are, the emperor of Xilan is actually wise and unfathomable, and there are unknown supernatural powers and big patterns behind it, and few normal people believe those nonsense anymore.

At this moment, the witch camel did not know the public opinion outside, but he was very satisfied that there were finally not so many people watching the excitement by the river.

There were fewer people by the river, and he finally dared to open the window to breathe, and even set the dining table on the deck to entertain the noble relics of the Golden Gallen Harbor, which won the hearts of the people.

The entire nobles above the baron of the Golden Gallen Harbor were invited by him, but the response was mediocre.

The big nobles had either moved, or they were doing well, and it was impossible to see him even to avoid suspicion.

Sheriff Bihari, for example.

Not to mention whether he could go or not, he even wanted to stuff the invitation and title into the sewer to flush it, so as to completely erase the imprint of the empire on his body.

In the end, it was some unsatisfactory aristocrats who went to the appointment.

Most of them are people who have been thrown behind by the wheels of the times, although they may have something in their stomachs but they refuse to put down their bodies to do things, or they have low eyes, and in the end they either go bankrupt or owe a lot of debts, and live a chicken feather.

It is precisely for this reason that when they stood on the deck of the royal merchant ship in the most expensive dresses in their wardrobes and saw their Emperor His Majesty, that great and wonderful "Nehak era" seemed to return to them.

At this moment, almost everyone couldn't help but burst into tears, eager to plop on the ground.

"Your Majesty! You think of us! ”

"We miss you so much, Your Majesty!"

"Come back soon!"

"The Alliance is not a thing! Woooooooooo ”

"We're so miserable!"

"Hurry up, I made you suffer." Standing in front of everyone with a compassionate expression, the witch camel stepped forward and made a gesture of holding up his hands, trying to help everyone up.

Looking at the tearful nobles, he had an unbearable expression on his face, but his heart blossomed.

Although even if it proves that the alliance is a piece of, it can't prove that the empire's piece of is incense, but if you can't stand it, he loves to listen to this.

After all, the more miserable and painful they wept, the more they proved that he was right.

After some weeping and crying greetings, the witch camel asked his subordinates to invite them to the table and take a seat.

As for himself, he sat at the head of the banquet, looking at the chef hired from the Triumph Hotel and nodding his head, indicating that he could start serving.

A line of food trucks was quickly pushed onto the deck, resting on top of delicious food.

The aristocratic remnants swallowed their saliva when they saw it, staring at the waiter who served the food, and they wanted to pounce on it and grab it with their hands.

The witch camel who ate this meal was satisfied, as if he had made up for all the grievances he had suffered along the way.

After three rounds of drinking, all the ministers were a little drunk, and some even lay on the table and snored.

Seeing that the food was almost finished, the witch camel suddenly got up with drunkenness and raised his glass.

"Listening to the grievances of the kings, I feel very distressed in my heart, and I blame that Alayan for his incompetence in resisting the enemy, which made you wronged!"

After a pause, he added.

"That's it! When the situation calms down, are you willing to return to the heavenly capital with me? I assure you that the past is written off, and that you are still my faithful servants! ”

The words fell, and the deck was silent, and even the snoring stopped.

The guys who had snorted and cried and cursed the alliance for not being a thing were suddenly silent one by one, as if they were dumb.

Seeing that the atmosphere at the scene was gradually getting colder, Prince Dilip hurriedly stood up to play the round and said with an embarrassed smile.

"Everyone eats vegetables, eats vegetables! I usually can't eat, so you are wronged, today Your Majesty has a treat, don't be polite, eat more! ”

Hearing this voice, the two nobles who had buried their heads seemed to have cured their mutes, and they praised one after another.

"Your Majesty is generous!"

"That alliance is really stingy! If you pick up my house, you will pay that compensation, not as broad-minded as Your Majesty! ”

"Hey...... The old minister really misses Archduke Nihac all the time! I don't know if he's okay in the Nanban Seas! ”

“…… Come back soon! We miss you, Your Majesty! ”

The atmosphere at the scene was heated up again.

Those down-and-out aristocrats poured bitter water again, a handful of snot and tears.

As for going to Tiandu, no one mentioned it.

They seemed to be drunk, but one was more sober than the other, and both of them lived to be human spirits.

The witch camel looked displeased, and he was drinking sullen wine alone, wanting to have a seizure, but he didn't know where to start.

It's all good words, who should be scolded?

couldn't stand this hypocritical atmosphere, and after seeing enough of the warmth and coldness of the people, he snorted coldly, got up from the seat and brushed his sleeves and left......

The sound of crying and crying continued one after another, but it was like laughter and laughter in the midst of the staggering.

And the voice that laughed madly was harsh and unpleasant than crying......

Finally noticing that His Majesty was gone, the drunken Prince Dilip hurriedly wiped his mouth and raised his glass to salute.

"Your Majesty is not strong enough to drink, you all drink to your heart's content, drink to your heart's content!"

The nobles, who had their mouths full of oil and round bellies, didn't care, and even forgot that the person they missed had left the table, and they hiccuped one after another.

"Praise your majesty!"

"Haha!"

"Your Majesty is wise!"

……

The witch camel held a banquet on the Yongliu River, but the empire that lost the emperor became a mess.

It's not because the Heavenly King Army broke the gate of Tiandu, but no one expected that the witch camel would actually make a commotion of "striking the east and attacking the west".

This is the king of a country!

How can there be a reason to treat a courtier as a monkey like this?

As the interview appeared in the newspaper, a special issue of the Daily Survivor was issued, and the news that the witch camel was in the port of Golden Gallen immediately spread.

The three northern states who were busy greeting His Majesty were the first to be dumbfounded, especially when they saw that it was the crown prince who came, and the people who took over according to the emperor's etiquette were suddenly dismissed.

The warlord of Huzhou and Baozhou on the edge of Jingallen Port shouted even more, but he didn't expect to be tricked by his own emperor!

In fact, if they want to talk about rebellion, they may not have moved this idea, at least at the moment.

After all, with the current state of the empire, whoever becomes an emperor is roasted on the fire, and isn't it fragrant to be a local emperor who says nothing about it?

However, although they had no intention of rebelling, they had to beware of the neighbor next to them, who was also a warlord, harboring two hearts and holding the emperor hostage to play some tricks.

Now that the Emperor had slipped through their territory without saying a word, the hearts of the two warlords were full of trepidation.

The Emperor doesn't trust them anymore.

The sky was surrounded by water, and it was impossible to expect to continue to pay the army.

At the moment, the Empire has no time to take care of them, but it will not be possible to say when the Empire has its hands freed.

So are they against or not?

The Tiger Army and the Black Panther Army, who were originally just busy making a fortune in silence, had to face this realistic problem at the moment.

And at a time when the entire empire was at a loss because of the witch camel's manipulation, Dawning City, thousands of kilometers away, was a unique scenery.

The first Wasteland Survival Equipment Expo has officially come to an end, and it has been well received by wasteland customers, setting a sales volume of 1 billion silver coins!

All Survivor Forces, which are Coalition certified and adhere to the Basic Convention, can procure military equipment based on their diplomatic rank to use against Marauders and mutant forces.

The alliance's military factories will even provide professional and personalized customized services according to the customer's coordinates and actual needs.

For example, installing fixed batteries on fences, patrolling drones near production facilities, and so on.

In the past, with the purchasing power of the survivors around the Alliance, it would have been almost impossible to afford these high-value-added gadgets.

Even if the banks of the alliance lent them money, they would not be able to afford it with their financial situation.

However, in the past year, the alliance has been continuously upgrading its industry with the support of those technicians who were attracted to Dawning City by the alliance.

In this process, the alliance itself has also "transitioned" a lot of relatively outdated production equipment to those relatively reliable, but underdeveloped partners.

For example, the Port of Golden Gallen is a prime example.

Although the earlier Golden Gallon Port was poor, it received a large amount of investment with the support of Baiyue Company, and quickly took over the production line that the alliance was moving to the Silver Moon Bay area at that time.

These include sugar, winemaking, cotton spinning, garment making, farm machinery, as well as bicycle and even exoskeleton accessories.

The added value of these industries is not high, but it is just right for the labor-intensive and relatively low education rate of the Port of Goldgallen.

Of course, it is impossible for the Golden Gallen Port, which has made a fortune by relying on the alliance, to just enter and not leave, and the rules of the league cannot allow it to play like this.

In addition to being used to repay installment loans and to purchase interest on silver bonds issued by Union banks, a significant portion of the money was also used on imported goods.

As one of the high value-added products, arms account for a considerable proportion of them.

In addition to the port of Jingallen, other settlements, including the Luoxia Province, the Southern Sea, and the Eastern Provinces, are actually the same, and similar currency and goods are circulating.

And these survivor colonies who have become rich by the Alliance, while improving their lives with silver coins, naturally do not mind spending a little money to upgrade their security measures, so as not to be remembered by the marauders outside.

In addition to those purchased collectively, there are also some individual buyers.

After all, compared to the high-tech products produced by the company, which are difficult to maintain, the simple and easy-to-use weapons made by the Alliance are quite popular with the wastelanders.

However, several groups from enterprises also sold a lot of good goods at the fair.

For example, the wearable smart devices of the Endpoint Group, the military exoskeletons and prosthetics of the Changge Group, and the androids of the Kangmao Group.

Most of these equipment were bought by players in the alliance, accounting for 30% of the total transaction share of the entire exhibition.

As a special guest, Chu Guang also participated in this exhibition, although he didn't buy anything.

He himself has no need to change equipment, and the alliance's equipment has more professional channel procurement, so he doesn't have to pick and choose at this exhibition.

Moreover, they generally don't sell really good things casually.

For example, the P-2 "Lightning" attack aircraft that showed their skills in the Battle of the North Island, and the L-10 "Thunder" fighter and so on.

After chatting with old friends of the company at the exhibition, Chu Guang was about to go to see what new work the mosquito brother had done, but suddenly received a video call request from Cheng Yan, the foreign minister of the alliance, so he went to the lounge next to the convention and exhibition center.

"Xiaoqi, help me watch the door."

"Okay."

Hearing Chu Guang's order, Xiao Qi replied energetically, and then immediately connected to the monitoring system of the convention and exhibition center to ensure that no one was listening nearby.

As for Chu Guang, he skillfully took out a holographic computer pen from his arms and put it on the coffee table, unfolding the pale blue holographic image.

The convention and exhibition center is crowded, so it's better to be careful.

What's more, the stakes are high.

Although the video call has not yet been connected, Chu Guang has already roughly guessed what his foreign minister is going to report......

Sure enough.

As soon as the phone was connected, Cheng Yan spoke in a hurry.

“…… According to the information obtained by our side through diplomatic channels, the Empire has officially appealed to the Legion for help! A troop of 10,000 men is departing from Triumph City in an airship to Westsail Harbor, and it is unclear which unit it is and from which legion. ”

"While it was to us that they sent troops, I fear that the legions will use this as an excuse to expand the war and even take the opportunity to annex the entire province of Borneo...... The Southern Legion is different from the Eastern Legion, the Eternal Night Harbor controlled by the former is not too far from the West Sail Harbor, and they have always had the ambition to conquer the East, and they have the realistic conditions to dominate the West Sail Harbor and even the entire Borneo Province! ”

"At the moment they are facing two kinds of resistance, one is the opposition from within the legion, that is, the opposition of the civilian clique. According to the statements provided by Bennott, Saifan Harbor and Borneo Province are strictly the sphere of influence of the Triumph City civil clique...... For now, though, their voices seem to be silenced. ”

Chu Guang nodded.

"Obviously, so many people died, after all."

"It does ......"

Cheng Yan nodded with a wry smile and continued.

"The second obstacle the Southern Legion faced came from that ancient contract. I don't need to go into this with you, you should know that a long time ago, the Legion and the Enterprise agreed on their respective spheres of influence under the witness of the Rift Valley and the Academy, especially the scope of expansion of the Legion...... That is, under no circumstances could the corps have direct control over the territory east of the Great Desert. ”

"But in fact, you also know that the Legion's promise is a piece of paper to wipe the ass in the toilet, and they have been rubbing on the edge of the red line, such as the Falcon Kingdom, which is controlled by the Eastern Legion in the form of vassals. As for the port of Saifan, although nominally the legion does not have a military presence in the area, in fact there are still some people stationed, but the scale is not very large. ”

After listening to the clues provided by Cheng Yan, Chu Guang thought for a moment and suddenly spoke.

"Actually, I've been reviewing the whole thing for the past few days, is it possible...... This is a farce directed and acted by the Willantes. ”

"You're on point!"

Cheng Yan gave a thumbs up approvingly, but quickly restrained his untimely frivolity and continued cautiously.

"Actually, don't say you think so...... Bennott said the same thing to me. The civilian clique does not have troops under its direct control, and some people have always been worried about the cake in their hands, and he always feels that things are not so simple, and it is not good that someone is playing tricks. ”

This possibility cannot be ruled out.

And it's not low.

After all, the strength of the civilian clique is too weak, and the cake in their hands is easy to remember, and it just so happens that the legion is in a very awkward stage - that is, this behemoth designed for war has not continued to expand for a long time.

For a militaristic country, this is almost inconceivable.

If the Celestial Army is an avalanche in the province of Borneo, then they are an avalanche that sweeps the entire wasteland, and there is no such thing as stopping wherever they hit.

The Eastern Expansion faction did not exist only in the Eastern Army.

Apparently, there must be a similar faction in the Southern Legion, and the Eternal Night Harbor standing on the central axis of the Great Desert is the best proof of this.

The settlement was on the red line drawn by the "Ancient Covenant", and a whole team of 10,000 people had been stationed there for a long time.

That settlement was like the bridge of the nose of the Willants, who in their bones rejected everything from the War Construction Committee. Whether it is the order that the latter once decided, or the contract signed under the latter's dominance.

However, this was just Chu Guang's speculation.

That's 3,000 lives, after all......

In the absence of evidence, he could not have attributed it all to some vast conspiracy, after all, Bennault also had the motive of lying "to justify his own incompetence".

"What is your suggestion?"

Seeing that Chu Guang suddenly threw the question at himself, Cheng Yan was stunned, and then immediately said.

"I propose to send more troops to the port of Golden Gallen! We must maintain a military presence of more than two corps in the region! Regardless of whether or not the events that occurred in Westsail Harbor were the result of a self-directed and self-staged movement by one faction of the Legion, we must be wary of them taking the opportunity to cross the red line. ”

Hearing his proposal, Chu Guang nodded approvingly.

"What about the opinion of the port of Golden Gallen?"

Cheng Yan smiled and said.

"They wished that we had come over to keep them safe, and even offered to pay the full amount of our military expenses."

Military spending is actually a trivial matter.

It is more important to keep the Legion calm.

Chu Guang thought for a moment and then nodded.

"Okay, I'll send two corps over."

When he heard this, Cheng Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, there is another incident, the witch camel suddenly appeared in the port of Golden Gallen, which seems to have caused quite a stir in Borneo Province. The authorities of the Port of Golden Gallen are unsure of what to do and would like to ask for our opinion......"

This matter was actually an internal affair of the Xilan Empire, and the Alliance had no reason to intervene and no point in doing so.

An emperor who has lost control of his empire can be a puppet at best.

This guy may be of some use in the hands of the Legion, but the Alliance is not a Legion after all, so naturally it is impossible to do the same thing as the Willants.

Although looking at Cheng Yan's expression as if he wanted to use this guy, Chu Guang didn't take this person very seriously.

"Let the Golden Gallen Harbor decide for itself, the Legion has already been brought in by that guy, even if we force him to change his tune, is there any point? The Willant is not a taxi driver, he stops when he waves, and he waves away. ”

In fact, when it comes to this one, it makes no difference whether you please or not.

The Legion itself is not very well-behaved, and even if the Empire doesn't ask them for help, they will run over on their own.

Legal rationality?

If the Willantes really cared so much, they wouldn't have broken the contract again and again.

"That being said, I think it would be a shame not to take advantage of this opportunity to deliver to your door." Cheng Yan said with some regret.

Chu Guang smiled faintly.

"There's nothing to be sorry about."

"From the moment he left Tiandu, his time was over."

(End of chapter)