The capital of the Miro Empire, the city of Mirrock.

The main hall of the palace is still so solemn and grand, magnificent and magnificent, the difference is the mood of the people.

"Your Majesty, according to the latest news, the invading army of the orc tribe has captured the city of Duro in the south, tens of millions of people have been displaced, and there is a flood of refugees, and now the troops of the orc tribe have been directed towards the hinterland of my Miro, and Marshal Lupsas is in an urgent situation at the front, asking for support!" said an old minister with white hair from the top of the hall, and the frown of Mitte, who sat on the throne, became tighter with every word he spoke.

Mitte raised his head and asked, "General Toth, have reinforcements from the Huth Empire arrived?"

A general dressed in military uniforms stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, it will take three days for the 300,000 reinforcements of the Xiusi Empire to reach the southern front. ”

Mitter's brows furrowed even tighter, and he pondered for a long time, and finally spoke again: "How is the messenger sent to the Demon Abyss, is there any news coming back?"

Another military commander walked out of the queue, bent down and saluted: "Back to Your Majesty, according to your instructions, we have sent several envoys to the Demon Abyss to negotiate, but although the two Abyss Demon Kings of the Demon Clan did not embarrass our envoys, they claimed that only Prince Dick was their Demon Emperor, and if Lord Dick did not speak, he would never support us."

Your Majesty, Wechen knows that Prince Dick is seriously ill and needs to recuperate, but when this country is in trouble, can't you ask him to come out and order those abyssal demons who admit death?

Mitt, who was on the throne, only smiled bitterly, and he said casually: "Prince Dick really can't help us now, don't say this in the future." ”

A young civil servant walked out of the queue. He has oily hair and powdery face, thin eyes and thin lips. Slender build. A face was sickly pale. He bowed to Mitte from afar and said aloud, "Your Majesty." Weichen feels that when this country is in trouble, we should have the determination of a strong man to break his wrist, and it is the best policy to abandon the pawn and protect the car. ”

Mitter's eyes narrowed slightly: "Count Lohr, let's talk more detailed, what is a pawn, what is a car?"

Count Lore spoke: "Back to Your Majesty, the people of the original Faen Empire have always been dissatisfied with the rule of my Miro, and they don't know what to do. Before the orc invasion, it seems that the city of Farliand was still in turmoil. If these Faens are so stubborn, why should we shelter them?

As soon as these words came out, the ministers above the court immediately echoed:

"Count Lore is right, those who don't know what to do, and it's time to teach them some lessons. They have the ability to march and demonstrate against the invading orcs!"

"It's a really good idea, so that I, Milo, can shrink my forces. Stay on the ground. ”

"Count Lore is really insightful, why bother with the life and death of those Faen. ”

"Wechen approves of the Count of Lore's proposal, and the Faenians are arrogant and hateful. It is not worth wasting precious forces on them. ”

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"Count Lore. Mitt suddenly spoke, and the chaotic court immediately fell silent.

Lore stepped forward, his face beaming. However, Mitter's next words. But it made his face change in an instant!

Mitt said lightly: "Do you know what you just said. Will it disgrace the great god of war for this?"

Lore was stunned in place, and the ministers who had just echoed it were also stunned. Only a few courtiers remained calm. Among them was Prime Minister Jimmel. He looked at Mitte, who was looking forward to his own majesty on the throne, and nodded secretly in his heart,

The first emperor is really wise, and the little prince of the past has become more and more like an emperor of a country.

The entire hall was silent, only Mit's clear voice echoed in it: "The invasion of the orcs is a catastrophe for the entire human race, not a matter of one country. The Theseus Empire is in ruins, and their territory is located in the north, and they are not threatened by the orcs, but they still send troops to support us, why is this? It is because the Macfarlane of Theseus knows the righteousness and knows that foreign invasions are not a matter of one country!

It was our army that invaded the land of Faun, annihilated the defenders of Faun, and made the people of Faun lose the power to resist, and now that the orcs are invading, are we going to abandon the people of Faun? What face does this make us face the great god of war? What face does this make us face the word "axiom"?

Since Faun was annexed by my Milo, then the people of Faun in the past are the people of the Miro Empire today, can I Miro Empire abandon my own people? Can I Miro Empire abandon my compatriots?

Recovering our forces, we will certainly be able to keep the territory of Milo, but hundreds of millions of our compatriots will have to face the swords and guns of the orcs! We have kept the land, but we have lost our noble souls!

It is undeniable that the withdrawal of troops from the Faun Empire is the best choice for my Miro Empire materially, but you must not forget that in this world, in addition to interests, there is also morality! In addition to material, there is also the human heart! If you lose the hearts of the people, you will lose the hearts of the people, and if you lose the hearts of the people, I will not be far from destruction!"

Silently, the officials and nobles who had just spoken out in favor of the Count of Lohr all knelt down to Mitte, and only one shout remained in the entire hall: "Wechen is guilty!"

Mitt stood up from the throne, and at this moment, his demeanor was unparalleled: "The ministers obey orders!"

"Wechen is here!" hundreds of voices shouted in unison!

Mitte's voice echoed throughout the Great Hall: "Gather all the available troops in my Milo territory, and in three days, we will wait until we will make peace with the reinforcements of Xius, and then we will start a decisive battle with the main force of the invading army of the Orcs!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, obey your orders!" all the civil and military generals shouted in unison, and the sound shook the entire hall!

Mitt turned around and walked towards the back hall of the main hall, but a figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

If Dick is here, he should be able to borrow the Demon Legion to resolve this crisis, and if Dick is here, he should be able to give himself the right advice as he did at the beginning. Mitt thought so, and his steps couldn't help but pause. However, it then returned to normal, and still walked steadily towards the back of the main hall.

Where the hell is Dick?

Thousands of miles away, Achilles thought, dressed in a golden robe, her feet bare, and the four white wings behind her flap gently, causing her figure to stay in the air. Her feet were covered with orc corpses of all kinds, both in the army and in the air force.

This is already the territory of the southern orc race, and the great main god has only given her the basic information and soul breath of the murderer who needs to be tracked down. When she was just reincarnated in this plane, she clearly felt the soul breath of this man named Dick, just south of this continent.

That's why she categorically refused the help of the people in the Bright Sect, and rushed to investigate alone, but in the first few days, this Dick's aura was still very stable, and he could even feel that there was another source of soul aura next to the murderer that made him extremely uneasy.

But just a few hours ago, the target's aura completely disappeared from his senses, and no matter how hard he tried, he could no longer notice it.

This distressed Achilles. Although her strength was limited by her physical body and reduced to the lower god level, her soul perception ability did not decrease. Enchantments that can shield the perception of the superior gods are not available everywhere. But she ran into one on this plane!

The wind blew, and Achilles' long hair fluttered, and the golden garment on his body hunted.

At this moment, a violent roar was heard in the distance, and a group of orc troll batriders came to the wind, and the troll warriors on the back of the bat shouted and screamed at Achilles.

"Look for death!" Achilles shouted angrily, the golden light flashed in his eyes, and a pair of golden doji stars rose, and the golden light was so cold at the moment!

The wings behind him shook, and Achilles' figure turned into a golden lightning bolt and swooped down on the troll batrider in the distance. In the screams, blood rain sprayed down, and stumps flew all over the sky. (To be continued......)