"I will double the reward~!" the high priest's words were categorical and affirmative, showing his iron-like determination.

Son De Rossi ...... Well, Emperor De Rossi's fair face with a sweet smile was the first to applaud and welcome.

In the light, there was a glint of water in his viper-like eyes, as if he was moved by the words of the high priest and wanted to cry, and he praised loudly: "The high priest is wise. As the legend goes, you are like a great and loving father...... No, you are our loving Father.

He has always cared for us and loved us. Silently guarding us.

Under your leadership, we will usher in a new world, a great new era.

To be your assistant is the pride of all of us in the De Rossi Empire Chapter 1294 Princely General (asking for a monthly ticket). It is our honor and our honor.

You say don't you?"

De Rossi turned his head, his gaze sweeping over the faces of his nobles.

The nobles all grinned secretly.

Although most of the nobles are shameless, a person can be shameless to such an extent, but he still crosses the bottom line of many people.

Just listening to Emperor De Rossi's sycophants just now, many people were so disgusted that they couldn't help but want to vomit.

However, standing opposite them was not only De Rossi, but also the strongest man under the stars, and a large number of black-robed, nightmarish lichs.

At this time, who of them would dare to say no?

Power is truth~!

Although this sentence is very fascist, there are always very few heroes who dare to ignore life and death and brazenly challenge power.

For the vast majority of people, life is more precious than the truth.

Although the nobles were all worried in their hearts, they still forced a smile out of their stiff faces, and then began to applaud.

With the first carry, then there is the second, and then the third......

The hall resounded with cheers like a tidal wave.

After a while, the high priest waved his hand modestly after Chapter 1294 of the prince and general (asking for a monthly ticket). After the applause had subsided, he smiled and said to the nobles: "Ladies and gentlemen, I believe in the abilities of His Majesty De Rossi. I also believe in the loyalty of the elite of the Empire.

So, let's join hands and forge a great empire on this continent. ”

On the side, the Semitic generals all had dark faces, looked at the smug and villainous Emperor De Rossi, and cursed in unison.

"Sycophants. ”

"Dead little white face. ”

"Sissy...... Their voices are not high, though. But there was no deliberate suppression. The whispering sound reached De Rossi's ears like the hum of a honeycomb.

De Rossi's face couldn't help but turn white, but then he sneered in his heart, and then raised his head high.

Those people were despised only because they did not have the ability to be valued by the high priest. It is the expression of envy, jealousy, and hatred.

The high priest had long since discovered the discontent of the generals.

Those entangled martial artists lived a life of swords and swords, and bloody battlefields. Out of the habits of their particular profession, all are rectum. When you are happy, you drink wine and eat meat, and when you are not happy. He scolded and slashed it with a knife. Happiness and revenge, simple and direct.

Hence it. They all pouted and clearly wrote "I'm not happy" on their faces.

Moreover, he heard all the whispered complaints of the generals.

The high priest has been in the country for two thousand years, and has ruled countless living beings, and he has long been accustomed to all kinds of open guns and arrows, conspiracies, and tricks, so he does not care in his heart: to be able to express his dissatisfaction directly, at least than those who are suspicious and deferential in person. The royal nobles behind the demolition are strong.

In fact, the power of the Semitic military has always been firmly controlled by the royal nobles, who all have the same opinion.

These sons of bastard had little loyalty to the High Priest and the Undead, and were not part of the Semitic rule.

The High Priest had always been desperate to have an army that he could fully trust and who would be completely loyal to him.

Therefore, in order to get rid of the constraints of the royal family, he once tried to start a new stove. A new army was formed, but to his distress that, like all the idealistic and ambitious plans he had made before, had so far had little effect.

He had to reconsider wooing these soldiers.

And now is a great opportunity.

This is a different time. Far from their homeland, these soldiers fought on a strange continent, and they were also far away from the manipulation and control of the Semitic royal nobles.

The high priest looked at these Semitic generals who had just experienced a great battle, and his expression was kind, really like a loving father who was ready to arrange a job for his son, and said, "This condition is also valid for us Semitic people.

Wherever our soldiers fight, it will be your land. ”

The Semitic generals were collectively stunned for a moment, and looked at the high priest in front of the throne in surprise. All of them had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

The high priest was holding the pearl of wisdom in his hand, and said slowly: "Maschinot, Veraprani." ”

The two generals glanced at each other, and then stepped out of the crowd.

They took a few steps forward, then raised their hands and saluted, and said in a loud voice: "Yes, His Majesty." ”

The high priest stretched out his palm and pointed at the two generals, and said loudly: "You two led the vanguard to defend the Derossi Empire, bloody battlefields, and great achievements, and they are the great heroes of our Semitic race. ”

The High Priest paused, observing the expressions of the two generals. I saw that the two of them were all red-faced, and they shone in the light, as if they had been coated with a layer of lard.

He couldn't help but smile with satisfaction, and said, "If you have merit, you will be rewarded, General Maschinot." ”

"The subordinates are here~!" Maschinot replied in a loud voice, looking nervously at the High Priest, expecting his reward.

"I make you King of Casmonia. ”

The high priest's words were shocking, and the shocked General Maschinot was stunned on the spot.

You must know that he can lead the vanguard into battle, and he is also a well-known warrior. Otherwise, it would not have faced the siege of 200,000 peacekeepers, and its face would not have changed in the slightest.

But now, the thing was stunned by this sudden lightning of happiness.

"This ...... I...... But......" Maschinot was so surprised that he couldn't speak, and squeaked for a long time before he could utter a complete sentence, "Is Casmonia still human?"

"Yes," the High Priest smiled happily. said: "It's yours to take it, do you have any confidence?"

"Yes~!" Maschinott shouted, his face flushed with excitement, and his mouth couldn't close.

This is a real king. They have their own land, their own subjects, and the people, and they can do whatever they want. You can grab anyone's food if you want to, and you can sleep with whomever woman you want.

What kind of royal nobles and kings are compared...... Weak enough that he *** exploded~!

Maschinot never dreamed that he would become king.

In the excitement, he slammed his right hand on his chest and gave a military salute. Then he shouted: "Just ask the high priest to allocate me ten war fortresses, three divisions are enough, and I promise to take Kasmonlia within half a month." ”

The high priest nodded approvingly and said, "Okay, what you want is a man's spirit like you, yes." ”

General Maschinot was overjoyed, fell to one knee, and then pulled up the high priest's robes. kissed piously on the corner of his robe, and said in a trembling voice: "Swear allegiance to the throne of God." ”

The High Priest smiled and nodded in satisfaction. Raising his hand, he motioned for Maschinot to get up, and then: "General Veraprani." ”

Veraprani's eyes were shining with excitement and he was about to bleed.

He was born in the side line of the royal family and nobles, and he didn't even have a title, so he climbed up, most of it relied on his own ability, and a small half relied on the help of the family, otherwise he would not have led the vanguard army of the nature of the death squad.

I didn't expect the high priest's reward to be so rich.

"I make you King of Ripol, the same. The land needs to be brought down by yourself. The high priest smiled and said, "The nobles under your rule will be divided at your own discretion, and I will not interfere." ”

"Sure enough, it's the king~!" Veraprani said with surprise in his heart, he was still worried about whether his reward was as rich as Maschinot, and it seemed that the high priest was really fair in his heart.

"Thank you. Humble swear to follow your high priest to the death. Veraprani's voice trembled, expressing his loyalty.

These soldiers are all big and coarse, and they can say whatever they want in their hearts, and their expressions are real.

The high priest was very satisfied with his arrangement, and promised two kingdom lands that had not yet been reached, and then he won over two fierce generals who could fight.

The high priest also believed that after giving them the king's crown, the Semitic royal nobles would not be able to command them.

This is a rule.

The king, his high priest himself can be sealed at will, and of course he can also be removed at will, which is especially important, in the Semitic high priest does not have such power.

At the beginning, those damn aristocrats were calling for some freedom of election, and there was no shortage of quarrels.

The high priest stepped forward to personally help the two generals up, and said gently: "Two Majestic, please get up." ”

He clenched the hands of the two people enthusiastically, then raised his head, looked at the overjoyed Semitic generals under the steps and said: "From now on, as long as you can fight, I can seal ~!"

A new era awaits you, and I encourage you. ”

The Semitic generals all had green eyes like wolves. Excited blood on the head: Wang Hou will be the prime minister, would you rather have a kind?

Although everyone is from Qiu Ba, they may be able to earn a crown to wear in the future.

Even if you can't count on the kingdom, a hereditary nobleman can't run away, and the high priest has given the power of the nobility to the two kings, and they can be sure that everyone here today has a share.

They couldn't even think about it.

"Rejoice, everyone, today is your Victory Day. The high priest waved his hand, and the enthronement and partition celebrations officially began.

Suddenly hearing that the high priest had given the two neighboring countries to the Semitic general, De Rossi's face instantly became ugly.

In his grand vision, Ripol and Casmonlia were part of his great empire, but the high priest opened his mouth and gave him away as if he were in his pocket.

Emperor De Rossi's dream of a great empire had not yet begun, it had already come to an end.

However, the emperor also knew in his heart that Ripol and Casmonlia were one south and one north, which was exactly what he meant to spy on and trap his De Rossi empire.

Therefore, when the high priest looked over, Emperor De Rossi's face changed, and in an instant, he was a harmless smile. He smiled at the High Priest obediently.

He looked as tame as a sheep, as if he had met his godfather.

The light music sounded, and the solemn atmosphere in the hall gradually became relaxed, and the beautiful maids walked into the venue with wine trays.

A lady dressed in brocade clothes walked into the hall amid the sound of music. Go and meet the "liberators" and founders of De Rossi.

The High Priest glanced at Haddou in the crowd and nodded solemnly at him.

All these methods of co-opting and appeasing were all tactics of Haddou after careful consideration, and the high priest himself was a little inexperienced in power schemes.

Haddou was very scheming in this regard, considering all aspects in detail, both to appease the humans and to win over the Semitic army.

Today, I put my wrist on it. The effect is very good.

"A good strategist is worth an army of millions. The high priest secretly sighed in his heart, and said, "It is really worth it to spend so much money to win him over." Edwood has a good eye for people.

The high priest slowly left the main hall, he did not like the atmosphere of banquet celebrations, and when his background disappeared, the hearts of everyone in the hall were like moving a large stone, and they breathed a long sigh of relief.

and the head of this undead clan, the strongest under the stars. The old monsters who have lived for more than 2,000 years are together, and no one can let go of their hands and feet.

Only then did the crowd dare to speak in their usual voices.

De Rossi, the newly enthroned emperor, put down the shelf. took the initiative to find two new kings to offer their courtesy, and a group of nobles praised each other with a smile.

Haddou was also about to leave, and the joyous party in front of him had nothing to do with him.

But Enes, the lich, took a few quick steps and stopped him.

As soon as the lich Enes came up, he bowed to the ground and made a great salute to Haddou, which was already the most solemn ceremony for the proud lich.

"Thank you, sir, for saving my life. Enes the Lich said in earnest, if it hadn't been for Hado's words, he would have been dead.

Haddou smiled and accepted the salute calmly. Then he waved his hand and said calmly: "I'm just talking about things." ”

"No, no," said the lich Enes, shaking his head, "I will not forget the kindness of my husband, and in fact, I have one more thing to ask for my help." ”

Haddu said: "The master just speaks. ”

Enes, the lich, sighed bitterly. Said: "The high priest has entrusted me with the heavy responsibility, but I know that I really don't know how to fight, I know that Sir is a man, I beg Sir to teach me a thing or two, I will be grateful." ”

"Oh?" Haddou was a little surprised, but he didn't expect the lich to ask for help, and said, "Master is polite, I will do my best to help." ”

The lich Enes was overjoyed to have this famous general to help him, and he grabbed Haddou's arm enthusiastically and said, "Sir, please." ”

Immediately, he walked out of the main hall with Haddou.

Ryder City tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

When the news broke, the whole city was in a night of revelry, and the high priest's public statements spread both inside and outside the city.

This news took advantage of the breeze, and with the electric signal of the Flying Eagle Tietong, it reached the ears of the bigwigs on the mainland at the fastest speed.

At the headquarters of Ne Ang Ventures, the small conference room was crowded with disheveled men.

Lorraine's shirt was unbuttoned several times, and a burning cigar was between her fingers, and the light smoke rose slowly.

The others also glanced at Lorraine, with a cigar in their mouth or in their hand, frowning and meditating.

The smoke was as thick as fog, the doors and windows were closed, and the curtains were drawn up to be lit by chandeliers overhead.

The room was stuffy like a steamer, and the general managers and analysts of venture capital firms had a strong smell of sweat and smoke, that is, the smell of their self-deprecating manhood.

These people were all tired, apparently not resting for a long time.

The large conference table was littered with ashtrays, cigarette butts, and wine glasses.

Belen's eyes were red, his chin was short with a black beard, his face was haggard, and his eyes were black, and he hadn't had a good rest for two days and two nights.

Those analysts are no better than him, and whenever there is new news, they have to use the information at hand to get to the bottom of the matter, dig deep into the meaning of the incident, and deduce future developments.

"Why did the High Priest of the Dead suddenly open his mind?" Belen twisted the cigarette butt into the ashtray and said with emotion, "If he had been so smart a thousand years ago, there would have been nothing to do with us." ”

He grabbed the glass with the ice cube in it and poured it violently, took out a cigar from the box, bit off his head, pinched the lighter on the table and lit it, and took a hard puff.

Lorraine's mood was also quite heavy, and he said faintly: "Attack the city for the bottom, attack the heart for the top." This is to break their will to resist. ”

Lorraine didn't think the kings of the continent would be with her.

Belen nodded with a straight face and said, "It is certain that there will be a lot of soft bones who will surrender when the enemy's army is overwhelming." ”

Lorraine suddenly remembered the image of the puppet army that he had often seen on TV, sighed lightly, and then said: "This time we are going to fight, but there is not only a Semitic team." ”

This made Belen especially angry, using humans to deal with humans, just thinking about it made him grit his teeth with hatred, but because the whip was beyond his reach, they could only watch now.

The enemy appeared too suddenly, even if they mobilized their troops to counterattack now, it would take four months at the fastest from gathering troops to opening to the front line, which was enough for the undead to gain a firm foothold and organize a puppet army of tens of thousands of people.

"It seems that the high priest also has great men around him. Lorraine let out a puff of smoke and said sullenly.

Although many people think that the enemy is too weak and has nothing to do, they wish the enemy was stronger. But for a lord like to squat in the pit to guard the trumpet and guard the corpse when he plays games, and when he sees someone coming with a large army to take revenge, as far as the invincible Hearthstone rotten people are concerned, the weaker the enemy, the better.

Belen suddenly scratched his messy hair, and said, "How do I feel, this style is a little familiar......

For a moment, he seemed to catch a glimmer of light in his heart, and he had no clue when he thought about it.

Belen lay on his back in his chair, staring at the ceiling with his empty eyes, his hands unconsciously drawing circles on his legs, his brain working nervously.

"Like Haddou~!" Belen suddenly bounced up from his chair and blurted out with a strange expression.

The analyst who was discussing turned his head to look at the general manager in surprise.

Belen slapped his thigh and shouted, "That's right, it's like Haddou." It's like the battle of Haddou twenty years ago~!"rq!!