Moments later, when Rogge stepped into the Emperor's study, he found that almost all the powerful people of the empire were already standing in the study. As soon as the fat man saw this formation, he immediately quietly stood in the most remote and dark corner of the study.

Feuerbach the Great's study was not large, and after squeezing more than twenty powerful ministers, it seemed quite crowded at the moment. All the magnates, you squeeze me, I squeeze you, and barely stand up to the appearance of two factions. They were also reluctant to show such an obvious clique in front of the Emperor, but at this moment, Straw and Pompey, Alexander and others were already in a state of flux, and almost all the ministers of the empire chose to take one side. At this moment, this little place in the study, crowded into a pile of hostile factions, always makes people feel uncomfortable. Only those ministers who have a neutral position are suffering, they are not on either side, but if they stand in the middle, it is facing the emperor head-on, and according to the imperial etiquette, it is a great disrespectful behavior. In a hurry, several people walked around the room, sweating like rain.

The study was in a mess, and Feuerbach the Great leaned back in his chair, his eyes half-open and half-closed. It seemed that because he had woken up too early, he still hadn't fully woken up. Behind him, the old manager also looked drowsy.

For some reason, Rogge suddenly felt a very strong smell from the old manager's body. It's a taste that can't be named, the smell of years.

As the ministers pushed each other, the anger gradually grew. After the night of the Blood Moon, everyone knew that the last vestiges of warmth between the two factions had been torn off, and that there would be endless attacks, frame-ups, and assassinations.

Straw, Pompey and Alexander, of course, wanted to maintain their demeanor, but their officials were secretly jostling with each other. In this regard, because Pompey has many generals, and their martial arts skills far exceed those of the civilian officials of Straw's faction, they have the upper hand in the secret fight.

Feuerbach the Great suddenly opened his eyes angrily, and roared like a lion: "Have you made enough trouble?"

The study suddenly fell silent, and the ministers who had been fighting just now were silent, and they didn't even have the courage to peek at the emperor's angry face.

There were a few old ministers who were old enough to suddenly save money, and Feuerbach the Great had killed people in order to consolidate the throne when he was young, so he was also called the 'beheading emperor'. In recent years, the emperor has grown older, and the heroism and ruthlessness of his youth have benefited as the years have passed, and the ministers have gradually forgotten the bloody methods of the emperor back then. At this moment, accompanied by the roar of Feuerbach the Great, the majesty of the past instantly reappeared, and the ministers only trembled in fright.

"You are all very capable," the Emperor's tone softened a little, but the chill in the hearts of the ministers was only stronger, "You fought very well last night! Even the troops have been mobilized, very good, very good! I watched the wonderful street battles in the Imperial Palace, I have to say, your command art and adaptability are very clever, and you are completely worthy of the title of the best soldier in the empire!"

The Emperor looked around at the quiet ministers, and suddenly asked gently, "Who can tell me what does it mean that such a clever and fierce street battle actually happened in Yanjing?"

There was silence in the study.

The Emperor looked left and right again, and suddenly let out a thunderous roar: "This means rebellion! I haven't died yet, you can't wait?"

Who would dare to answer this kind of talk?

Dead.

The Emperor looked a little too excited, coughed for a long time, and his face flushed unhealthily, and then said, "Okay, about last night's incident, I want to hear your explanation now." ”

Straw, the Chancellor of the Reich, was the most powerful, and it was customary for him to be the first to speak. At that moment, he was not polite, took a step forward, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, last night was supposed to be a peaceful night. But in the middle of the night, I suddenly got the news that someone had the audacity to assassinate General Riddle, the commander of the city defense army! My first thought was that someone was going to rebel......

Straw was so eloquent that he was able to tell the story of the previous night's battle. The old fox did not shy away from his mistakes, and even had the courage to admit them, but he blamed Pompey and Alexander for a series of major crimes such as provoking chaos and using troops without authorization. For some reason, he didn't mention Rogge's intrusion into his mansion. In the attack on Pompey and others, there is no mention of Rogge either.

As soon as Straw spoke, he never stopped. He knew that the Emperor was not energetic, and that no one else could interrupt him, so he spoke for one more minute, and Pompey had less time to defend himself, and it seemed that if no one interrupted him, Straw would have been ready to sue for the whole day.

"Alright, alright!" the Emperor finally couldn't bear it anymore and interrupted Straw's never-ending tirade: "Pompey, Alexander, you also come and talk!"

Pompey and Alexander were full of military demeanor, and they spoke many times more concisely than Straw. However, the sharpness of their rhetoric was no less than that of Straw, and they not only described Riddle's assassination as a conspiracy of Straw, but also accused him of privately mobilizing troops and raising a large number of samurai in the Prime Minister's Palace, clearly trying to rebel.

Next, it is time for the ministers to express their opinions on last night's dispute. Now that the leaders of the two major factions have opened an opening to attack each other, it is natural that these followers cannot be idle. Everyone added fuel and vinegar one after another, and testified against each other. And those ministers who took a neutral position racked their brains, on the one hand, they had to say what they knew as objectively and truthfully as possible, so as not to be misunderstood by the emperor as mediocre, and on the other hand, they could not offend anyone. Most of those who remain neutral when the factional struggle is close to white-hot want to make a choice when the situation is clear, lest they choose too early and end up choosing the wrong direction and incurring their own death.

Although Rogge was able to stand in the study and was already among the most powerful ministers in the empire, he was inferior to everyone else, whether in terms of history, connections, or power. Therefore, he happily hid in a corner, and watched the ministers quietly make a cruel move with a smile on their faces, trying to kill their opponents.

At this point, Rogge finally has a new understanding of the political situation of the empire. Although the warriors of the northern kingdom are straightforward and rough, the political undercurrents around the emperor are no worse than those of the southern powers.

Regardless of the origin of the attack, the final focus will inevitably fall on the opposing faction's recent major mistakes. Straw's faction seized on the breaking of the Abyssal Gate seal and the heavy losses of the Poseidon Legion, while Pompey and Alexander's faction accused Straw and the Druids of being overjoyed and ignorant of military affairs, but encouraged the Emperor to go to the Dark Forest, resulting in the Druid, who was known as the King of the Jungle, playing no role in the Dark Forest, and finally led to the defeat of the army and the return to the capital. Judging from the course of the war, even if the druids and Straw did not have another conspiracy, they would at least have to bear the charge of incompetence.

Feuerbach the Great slapped the table several times in quick succession, and only then did the quarrel be silenced.

His gaze slowly swept over Alexander, Pompey, and Straw. The three powerful ministers were all in one place, standing respectfully.

"Enough! I've heard enough of this kind of quarrel!" the Emperor didn't speak loudly this time, but anyone could hear the anger in him: "What happened last night is beyond the limit of my patience, and now is the time to put an end to the dispute between you." Straw!"

The Prime Minister of the Empire was shocked, but he still took a step forward.

The Great Emperor looked coldly at this old minister who had followed him for more than 20 years, and said, "Didn't you keep saying that Pompey was not effective in guarding the Abyss Gate? Within half a year, I want to see the seal of the Abyss Gate completely strengthened to ensure that the same problem does not occur again!"

Straw was shocked, but his face remained unmoved, and he took the Emperor's order.

Alexander and Pompey looked at each other, neither of them expecting that the problem in their hands would be handed over to Straw.

At this moment, the seal of the Abyss Gate is extremely fragile and may collapse at any time. And behind the Abyss Gate, I don't know that there are abyssal creatures that have never been more powerful and terrifying. Last time, even the Rose Spider appeared, and if the seal is destroyed again, maybe even the legendary Nargark will appear.

Just in case, Alexander returned to Yanjing this time with a total of 30,000 troops and 50,000 dwarven slaves. He left 20,000 troops and 40,000 slaves at the Abyssal Gate, where he assisted the battered Poseidon Legion. Without the help of the Ice Legion, if the seal was broken again, the remnants of the Poseidon Legion might not be able to withstand the impact of the abyssal creatures.

But there was no joy on either of their faces. There are always things going on, and their tasks are not necessarily easier than Straw's.

Sure enough, the Emperor looked at the two famous generals of the empire and said coldly: "Since you think that Straw made a mistake in the battle of the Dark Forest and was incompetent, then this time I will replace the two of you to attack the Dark Forest! Alexander, Pompey, you are leading the most elite legions of the empire, not counting the dwarf slaves, and there are more than 50,000 warriors stationed in Yanjing and the Abyss Gate at this moment. I brought 100,000 troops with me last time I marched into the Dark Forest, and I'll allocate another 20,000 to you this time. The time limit, just like Straw, is limited to half a year to restore the Empire's two permanent strongholds in the Dark Forest. ”

Pompey and Alexander looked at each other, they had just had a vague premonition, but when the task really fell on their heads, they couldn't help but be shocked.

Straw's face was swept away, and although it was still not a clear sky, his mood was much more balanced, and it was completely different from the depression he had just had.

"Is this time fair, right?" The emperor's fierce gaze swept over the ministers, and seeing that the ministers were still in shock, and no one had any objections, he said, "I know that you are nothing more than a candidate for the throne after my death. Now I'm going to solve this problem once and for all! In the next six months, whoever of you completes the task first will be the next emperor! Okay, let's go down and prepare!"

When they came out of the imperial palace, these most powerful ministers of the empire were all full of gloom.

Pompey, Alexander, and Rogge were about to get into the carriage and return home, when the Imperial Chancellor Straw hurried up. He said with a smile: "The two adults will definitely be victorious and successful when they go to the dark forest! When the two of them return triumphantly, I will pick up the wind for the two of them." ”

Alexander laughed and said, "This matter is easy to say! If the two major armies of the empire can't take the dark forest, then we will have been bringing our own troops for decades in vain!"

Straw smiled and said, "Lord Alexander is the first military god of the empire, and with you on the horse, are you still afraid of those magical beasts in the dark forest? However, the combat power of your selected dwarven slaves is naturally extraordinary. Speaking of which, your Ice River Legion has dispatched a total of 80,000 troops, and it seems that the commander of this crusade is destined not to be left behind. ”

Alexander was slightly stunned, he had indeed discussed with Pompey just now, and he would be the commander of the Eastern Crusade. But at this moment, when Straw said this, the agreement between him and Pompey seemed to have quietly changed a little.

Pompey suddenly laughed and said, "Lord Straw cares so much about us, I can't thank you enough! The task of guarding the Abyssal Gate is really beyond my ability, and I have felt a little exhausted over the years. It's great that the Hutu warriors who can hand it over to Master Straw now. In the past month, I've been worried all the time, the seal may not be broken by the dark creatures!Lord Straw, half a month is very tight, let's hand it over as soon as possible, otherwise it will be bad to miss the time and anger the emperor again. ”

Straw calmed down and returned home, and his face couldn't help but change a little. He knew the current sealing status of the Abyss Gate very well, and it would not be a problem to support it for a month or two, but after a few months, no one could say for sure.

And before the handover, if Pompey didn't do something about the seal, he would be called the three famous generals of the empire in vain.

Both sides have their own agendas, and they have no intention of fighting at this time. At this moment, Straw and Pompey briefly agreed on the transfer of the Abyssal Gate defense area.

Before leaving, Straw suddenly looked at Rogge, who had not spoken a word, and said, "The last time Lord Rogge visited my humble mansion, it was too hasty and inhospitable. If you have time these days, you might as well enjoy it again, and this time, I will never neglect you. ”

(To be continued)