Lieutenant General Barr von Oberstein knelt on one knee in the office of Reinhardt, Marquis of Royencram, bowed his head and said nothing.

"Do you want me to shoot you for interfering with the nuclear bomb attack without permission?" Reinhardt, who was at the top, looked at the chief of staff of the prosthetic eye below in disgust.

"This is really stupid! Could it be that Qing's mind is already completely confused? If he does, won't it be obvious that I have no control over my subordinates at all! Let my subordinates bear the blame! Qing must calm down! Order! Dismiss Lieutenant General Oberstein from his post as chief of staff and let him go home and reflect!" The blond-haired lion roared in a low voice.

Gilfias was on his way to the City of Condor to join Reinhardt's main army, and on the way he saw an image that made him angry—Duke Blanch's nuclear attack on the planet Weststadt, but soon after, another image froze his heart—the cynicism of Count Favenier about the previous one......

Gilfias was a rather perceptive young man, and it took him almost no further thought to come to a conclusion, one that made him feel like he had fallen into an ice cave...... He locked himself in the command room and stayed at home for a whole day. When the two lieutenant commanders came to see him, Gilfias walked out of the room with a sad and resolute look on his face, "I'm going directly to Lord Reinhardt!"

If there is a sacred covenant in everyone's heart, then for Siegfried Gilfias, it is a beautiful girl with golden hair eleven years ago who said to him in a hazy smile: "Ziggy, be good friends with my brother!"

When Anne Roger, who was fifteen years old at the time, asked for this, the red-haired boy was so proud and proud that he could hardly sleep at night, but in the middle of the night he tossed and turned in bed, unable to close his eyes, for he had one thing in mind—he swore to be an eternal faithful knight by the brother and sister—just for the beautiful blonde girl......

"Gilfias!

When we met again, Reinhardt said with a big smile. Although Gilfias could not be said to have returned in complete victory, he managed to hold back the rebellion of the border nobles, killed the Marquis of Lidian Heim, "destroyed" a third of the army of the nobles, and most importantly - did not let anyone disturb Reinhardt's battle against the main force of the Duke of Blanche Baick.

"Tired, aren't you? Come on, sit down, drink or coffee, if only you had an apple tart made by my sister! But you can't ask too much for being on the front line. Only after going back can I enjoy it!" Gilfias thanked him for his hospitality, but he was even more anxious to determine the authenticity of a thing—it didn't matter, it was just that Gilfias wanted to hear Reinhardt's explanation for himself......

"What's the matter?"

"It's about the massacre of two million inhabitants of Weststadt. "

“...... What's wrong with this?"

A gloomy look flashed on Reinhardt's beautiful face, and Gilfias saw it, and felt a chill in his heart.

"It has been said that His Excellency Reinhardt knew the contents of this plan, but for political reasons. He ignored it and didn't save him when he died. "

"......" "Is this true?"

“...... Yes!"

Despite his inner displeasure, Reinhardt admitted it. He never told a lie to Anne Roger and Gilfias from the past to the present.

Gilfias's expression was quite serious, even stern, and it didn't seem like he was just asking casually. He let out a long breath.

"I have always thought that the meaning of the hegemony pursued by His Excellency Reinhardt lies in the justice that the current Galactic Empire, the Gordonbam Dynasty, does not have!"

Reinhardt didn't say a word, he felt that he was wrong, maybe the one-to-one reciprocal relationship itself was not good.

It's back to the days of my youth. Reinhardt really wants to maintain this relationship all the time, but at this moment, Reinhardt hopes that the relationship between the two can become up and down, and as long as he shouts an order, he can send his subordinates over. Reinhardt felt this way because he felt guilty about the murder of Weststat's residents.

"The demise of the aristocracy is the inevitable result of historical evolution, and settling the old accounts of the past five hundred years one by one will inevitably cause bloodshed and tragedy, but we must not allow innocent people to become victims, and the new system must be dominated by the liberated people, so that the foundation of the country can be solid. Sacrificing these people is tantamount to digging your own grave!"

"I see what you mean!"

Reinhardt drank the wine from his glass in one gulp, glaring at his red-haired friend with great displeasure, trying to stop him from speaking. But Gilfias still had something to say.

"Lord Reinhardt!"

The red-haired young man had a sad face, and there was a slight anger and pleading in his voice!"Assuming that these people are the gang of the gate lords and nobles, under the equal power struggle, they can do everything without being ashamed. But no matter how beautiful words you make up to cover it up, you can't wash away the stain of innocent people as victims, and your hands are covered with blood, Lord Reinhardt! Why should a person like you put himself in a place of injustice for the sake of momentary gain?"

The blond-haired young man turned pale suddenly. In the face of justice and justice, he had to admit that he had failed! So, while being self-conscious, this cognition turned into a disordered thought, and then produced a strong backlash.

He glared viciously at his red-haired friend, his gaze like a child trying to resist.

"Enough of what you preach!"

Reinhardt roared, and for a split second, he realized the shame of his actions, and he wanted to shake off the feeling, but instead he was uncontrollably angry.

"First of all, Gilfias, have I consulted you on this matter?"

“......”

"I'm asking you! Have I consulted you?"

“...... No, you didn't ask me. "

"Isn't that enough! When I ask you in the future, you can express your opinion again, won't there be no trouble? This matter is over! Don't mention it again!"

"But, Lord Reinhardt, the nobles did what they shouldn't have done, and Lord Reinhardt did what they should have done, but they didn't do it, which of the two is the lesser crime?"

"Gilfias!"

"Yes!"

"Who the hell are you, and what right do you have to say that to me!"

The wine glass rested heavily on the table, and the iron-blue face and fiery gaze were full of Reinhardt's anger! It also deeply stung the red-haired friend, and Gilfias's eyes dimmed, but in order for the other party to wake up, he also had to make the other party understand his anger. Since Reinhardt had asked this, Gilfias had to insist, and he replied in a low voice: "I am your faithful subordinate!

Such a question and answer made the two realize at the same time that the invisible but precious friendship between each other had quietly opened the rift! "Since you know this, it's enough!"

Reinhardt said lightly.

"I've got a room ready for you. Before you receive the order, you can rest well!"

After a silent salute, Gilfias exited Reinhardt's room, his face full of sadness and disappointment......

In the City of Condors, Duke Blanche was in the deepest predicament. Whether it was the people's morale, or even the internal opinion of the nobles, who were most important to them, fell to the bottom line. The only thing that is commendable is that the Weststat massacre succeeded in dragging the morals of the blonde boy on the other side to the same level as theirs...... But what's the point? Although the morale of the blonde boy's subordinates has plummeted like the soldiers, at least the commander can still carry out orders, and with the obvious military superiority, there are still people who can exert their fighting power for the sake of future glory and wealth.

In fact, the situation was a little more optimistic than they expected, and Reinhardt's subordinates, except for some people, such as Midamaia, and some other high-ranking officers, also clearly expressed their dissatisfaction with the Marquis of Royankram, and the departure was just around the corner—only because there was no other way to go, so they could still obey orders......

For the same reason, since Reinhardt actually had only one way to go, and commanders such as Bithenfeldt and Rochenthal were on the contrary in high morale - at last there was no need to think about anything else...... "Your Excellency the Marshal has only one way! Supreme power!" was the statement of the leader of the Black Lancers.

The people of the empire showed the deepest indifference to both sides of the civil war.

Finally, the hot-blooded fools could not help but prepare to bring about their own destruction, and the person who prompted Branche to make up his mind to attack recklessly was the radical young nobles led by Baron Fürgel. However, the Noble Coalition did not give it all in. Because although Merkaz was silent, one of the generals was quite heavy, Lieutenant General Fallenheit, categorically refused to lead his troops into battle.

"We should make good use of the superior conditions of the fortress and turn the war into a long war of attrition, in order to wait for the situation to change, and to look forward to the reinforcements of Marshal Fafnier! What is the point of rushing out now? it is only to hasten the defeat coming!" he said categorically, his water-colored eyes slightly filled with anger and contempt. Not only that, but Fallenheitt also vented all his previous grievances.

"From the very beginning, the relationship between the duke and the subordinate was one of comrade and ally, not between master and slave. Although their identities are different, they are all courtiers of the Galactic Empire, and their purpose is to fight against the tyrannical Marquis of Royancram and maintain the Gordonbamm Dynasty! As a military expert, I would like to advise you that attacking now will only lead to the worst situation, Duke Branch, please think twice!"

Falenheitt's speech was full of passion! Duke Blanche turned blue with anger! He would never have stopped if he had heard someone dare to speak so wildly in front of him! As soon as he lost his temper, he would often grab the bottle or glass on the table and throw it at the body of his attendant. The tragedy of Planet Westadt is an extension of this behavior.

But only more recently, however, has he realized that the growing rebellion has taken him away from the confidence to win a total victory. The Duke suppressed his anger, sighed heavily, and as if to hide his timidity, he dropped only the phrase "We don't need cowards!" and finally ignored Fallenheitt's objections and gave the order to attack.

When Merkaz and his lieutenant Sunaid went outside to attack with Duke Blanche Baik's brigade, Fallenheit chased after him from behind and shouted, "Commander Merkaz, please wait a minute!"

Merkaz stopped.

"Commander Merkaz, you know that the Duke is killing himself by doing this, why don't you stop him from doing this foolish deed, and accompany him to his death?

Merkaz shook his head and said calmly: "The overall situation has been decided, no matter how much you try to stop it at this time, it will be useless, Lieutenant General Farenheit, you are still young and have an unlimited future, it is a pity to die here, after our defeat this time, if you have the opportunity, you might as well go to find our old friend Marshal Fafnier, or you can also surrender to Marquis Royankram and serve the New Galactic Empire, with his strength, he will definitely forgive you." "

"Commander...... But you ...... yourself" "I'm old, I'm tired of war, the Gordonbam dynasty is gone, and veterans like me have lost their value of existence, and as a soldier, I just hope to have a break on the battlefield...... Alright, Lieutenant General, we will say goodbye here, we may not see you again in the future, you have to take care!" Merkaz said and turned and floated away.* Fallenheitt stood on the ground, did not say anything more, but saluted respectfully at Merkaz's back.

After a fierce round of artillery bombardment, the attacking aristocratic coalition lined up the bow of the ship and turned to a breakthrough, showing its desperate determination.

In the face of this situation of the enemy, Reinhardt lined up the gunboats equipped with high-power and large-caliber light guns to form three horizontal columns, and fired continuous artillery fire, so that the enemy fleet was shrouded in a rain of bullets.

The will to fight of the Noble Coalition is not low. With each damage, they retreat and regroup their fleets, and then launch wave after wave of offensives. Although he has been defeated repeatedly and is completely in a situation of being beaten, his fighting spirit is admirable.

"There is a sign of vape 6 light-seconds behind the city of vultures!It's the Grand Fleet!It is estimated that the number is more than 42,000!" The news was transmitted at high speed through the communication channels of the warring parties.

"Fafnier, rondested, Stephen, they're coming!" was the judgment of the commanders of both sides at the same time!

"Gilfias! Quick! High-speed battleship strikes! Must defeat the Noble Coalition before that rogue fleet arrives!"

"Try harder!Count Faveniel is here!The dragon is on the battlefield!Defend hard!" Even the hot-blooded young nobleman is somewhat of a normal tactical mind.

Gilfias's assault was cornered, and the aristocratic coalition that broke out was desperately blocked. The frenzied young aristocrats even used a ramming and dying fight to stop Gilfias's high-speed assault. Fortunately, the Reinhardt army on the periphery still had a normal artillery front, and Midamaia, Rozenthal, Bidianfeldt, Mecklinger and others were neatly firing rounds of artillery fire, constantly losing weight for the noble army. At this moment, Murat and the fleets of Camp and Luz began to form in front of the fleet commanded by Fafnier, ready to block the attack of His Excellency the Marshal.

"How could the blonde boy command like this, and we are separated from them by the aristocratic army, so why should we be in a hurry to stand out and fight us?" said Fafnier, his handsome but murderous face slightly twisting his upper lip, revealing a canine tooth on one side to form a murderous smile.

"Communicate clearly! Tell those noble armies to fire on the protruding enemy! Then we'll press up! This golden retriever just likes to divide his troops! Then divide it!"

The battle became even more chaotic, the noble army was outnumbered by Reinhardt, and although the command and morale were in disarray, as long as a handful of guys in the back obeyed the order to fire at the three fleets that were standing out for defense—no, even if no one fired, Murat and they had to slow down and focus on the nearby noble army.

Favenir ordered the fleet to form a wall-like artillery array, and the beams that divided the universe into hundreds of thousands of small spaces penetrated millions of kilometers and threw themselves into the Reinhardt array—all while completely ignoring the noble coalition forces on the bombardment tracks......

Volley after salvo, the aristocratic army disappeared like dew in the sun, as did the Reinhardt army......

"The fleet of Lutz has been crushed! Admiral Lutz has been wounded! The fleet of Murat has suffered heavy losses! The fleet of Camp has been forced to retreat!"

At this time, the aristocratic coalition had fallen into the stage of rout, the brave nobles had died in battle, and the rest of the guys had no courage to start fleeing.

Fafnir's fleet rounded the City of Condors, but some of the ships were pressed directly into the fortress.

Vice Admiral Dick von Carr was playing cards on a supply ship that had been converted into a giant gambling and flower ship by Karl using his authority...... Even Fafnir slipped into the boat from time to time to gamble and prostitute, not to mention the rest of the senior officers.

Karl was drawing a good hand when the order was given. "Bunnies, I've got a good hand!I'm going to blow you up when I come back!" Carl scolded and slammed the cards on the table, "Come back and continue!"

He rushed directly to the city of condors on the assault landing ship, and the huge "Loki" on the other side also turned around and forced the fortress.

Commodore Ansenbach, who had been demoted to the position of commander of the defense of the fortress due to Duke Anham's nuclear attack, looked at the approaching fleet of Fafnir and suddenly came to his senses!

"Shoot whom?"

"Attack the Fafnir fleet! They want to take the fortress! Damn it!"

However, due to the hesitation of his subordinates, the best time to fire had passed, and the main guns of the fortress were now on the alert of Reinhardt's army, and there was no time to rotate and aim at Fafnir. As a result, only a large number of secondary guns of the Fafnir army were fired aimlessly - so the results were also scarce.

But Lady Luck finally took care of Commodore Ansonbach once, and a shot of artillery fire hit a storming landing ship......

"Report! Vice Admiral Karl's landing ship was hit!"

"Hell, what's wrong with Carl?"

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency Marshal!" the surviving personnel on the landing ship reported that Vice Admiral Karl was killed in battle......

"......" Fafnir's face distorted suddenly, and almost at the same time, the report's subordinates were forced back by the seemingly visible flames. "Take out my armor suit!"

A shot from the Loki opened the passage, and Favenir set foot in the City of Condors in a landing craft......

The wails of death enveloped the entire fortress, and in front of the soldiers in skull armor, the soldiers who dared to resist were killed, and it was a monster at the forefront......

Half an hour later, Ansonbach's head was shattered by a foot in an armored suit......

At this time, the aristocratic army had been defeated on the battlefield, and the Reinhardt army was pressing forward step by step, skillfully using the noble army to block the firing range of the Fafnir fleet and the main cannon of the Condor City.

As the thick beams of the Vulture City's main cannon streaked through the void, a large number of noble warships and the approaching Reinhardt warships turned into cosmic dust......

"Indiscriminate attack! it doesn't matter who he is!" Fafnier's grim voice rang out in the main control room.

Reinhardt's army retreated, and Fafnir did not fire again at the defeated forces of the Noble Coalition.

"There's still a little work left to do!Dio! Get to work!Shut Tekhaughan!Order Rundstede and Stephen to disarm the nobles' army at once!Gustav, come with me when you've given the order, and we'll give him a little gift for the duke......"

Dio Storm commanded dozens of huge transports approaching the hull of the city of vultures, ordering several times as many of them to begin unloading the contents of the transports from the hull and starting work. "Hurry, hurry, you must do it in twelve hours, or you will be shot!"

The Reinhardt army withdrew from the system where the city of Condor was located and began to reorganize, and their losses were not large. The Lutz fleet and the camp fleet were originally supplementary fleets that were not fully staffed, and the Murat fleet was not a full fleet, the combined losses of the three fleets were only about 10,000 ships, and the losses of the fleets that mainly fought with the imperial noble army were also very small, the Gilfias fleet lost about a thousand high-speed warships, but they destroyed as many as 20,000 enemy troops, and at the same time, the surrendered noble army also had about 20,000 ships, and the noble army that withdrew to the city of condor was less than 40,000, but a considerable number of the big nobles fled back.

Two days later, the reorganized Reinhardt army approached the Condor City fortress again.

"The fortress is gone?!"

The Vulture City fortress is gone...... But several ships of the aristocratic army were left alone on the battlefield - including the Berlin, the flagship of Duke Branch.

"This ...... This is the head of the Duke of Blanche and the heads of the ...... "about 10,000 heads were piled on the Berlin, the heads of the Duke of Blanche and the nobles of the faction closest to him, and their guards......

"Draken...... Draken!"