It must be admitted that even if the Bran Empire is a rotten ship, this rotten ship has three pounds of nails.

These three catties of nails are the so-called heritage, and this heritage is even more evident at the feet of the royal court.

Therefore, when the news of the unfavorable war on the front line came back, although there was no more than a lot of excitement in the capital, it caused heated discussions. But that's all there is to it, and there is no sense of panic that resembles a catastrophe.

It's not that the proud people of the capital are so calm, it's just that they don't really care. To put it bluntly, the news of unfavorable fighting on the front line is a kind of talking point for them, a kind of talking point that has become popular recently, and if they don't follow a few words, they will fall behind.

Therefore, the nobles are talking at the elegant and gorgeous banquet, and the commoners are talking at the ordinary and simple dinner table. In the taverns, large and small, you can hear loud talk about the vulgarity of the Northern Barbarians and the incompetence of the Bran army. Or, in some lively places, some young people in the capital suddenly shouted, 'Fight the thieves, I will donate a knife.' Fight the barbarians, I will give a life......

Well, for the time being, whether the latter is to declare how loyal he is to the Empire, or just to attract the adoring eyes of some pretty girl in the crowd. But what is certain is that they really didn't take it seriously.

Of course, not everyone is so heartless. Some people also found a strange anomaly, that is, when the northern barbarians invaded in the past, it often took several months for the news to reach the city of Brandu, and sometimes the front-line barbarians had already retreated before they could reach here. But this time it was different, it hadn't been even a month since the war began, and the news had spread throughout Bran......

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Outside the capital. Wooding's Lodge.

The sea tower that went up the mountain once in about ten days before. Nowadays, I come here almost every day. And bring the news. It's also getting heavier day by day.

“...... Master, the front line is almost untenable. Among the three major legions, the Zichen Legion was the most severely injured, followed by Cang Yan, and the Thunder was okay, and the position was still stable. It's just that the other two fronts are retreating, and in order to avoid being left alone, the Thunder also has to retreat...... Based on this, the military department guessed that the supreme commander of the barbarians this time. It should be in the Zichen war zone with heavy casualties. ”

"Only know the location?"

"Yes...... The identity of the Supreme Commander is very secret, even if it is a middle and high-ranking barbarian officer, he only received a military order before the battle, and he doesn't know anything else, and he can't ask if he is captured......" After hesitating, Haita said in a low voice, "Some people speculate that the one who led the troops this time may be the Empress of the Northern Wilderness." ”

"Impossible!" Wu Ding simply shook his head and vetoed without thinking, with a positive attitude.

Haita couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and then seemed to understand something. Nodding: "It's just speculation, we don't think it's likely." Regardless of whether the Empress of the Northern Wilderness has this ability or not. Even if there were, the battlefield was full of arrows and swords without eyes, she should not have done such a risky thing...... Well, the reason for such speculation is only because the barbarian commander encountered by the Thunder Legion is His Highness Tiu of the Northern Wilderness. So ......"

"Not for this reason. Waving his hand to interrupt, Wu Ding hesitated, his expression revealing a trace of memories, "I have seen the Empress of the Northern Wilderness a few times, she is talented and intelligent, rare in the world, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she is a natural battlefield commander." She has the ability to win battles, but it can't be her this time...... Because now the heaviest casualties are the Zichen Legion. ”

The heaviest casualties were the Zichen Legion, so it was not expected that it was the Empress of the Northern Wilderness?What kind of logic is this...... Haita didn't figure it out, but seeing that Wooding obviously didn't want to say more, he had to keep his mind in doubt.

And Wu Ding, who seemed to know the relationship between Zi Yi and the Empress of the Northern Wilderness, could have thought that although the person who came over this time was not the Empress of the Northern Wilderness, but the descendant of the Empress of the Northern Wilderness, Lan Sha, she couldn't imagine that the reason why she chose the Zichen Legion as a breakthrough this time was not for any other strategic considerations, but just to see where her mother and Zi Yi had lived before, and then naturally burst in along the shortcut......

"Master, the situation on the front line must be planned in advance. Last night, the Northern Armament Department sent back three battle reports in succession, hoping to transfer two complete corps in the south to the front line immediately to provide support, which shows the rapid offensive of the barbarians...... Wang Ting's side is already a little panicked now, and His Majesty hopes to hear your opinion, master. ”

"Heh, what can I say as a martial artist......" Wu Ding shook his head and smiled, "I'm just Wu Ding, not Zi Yi, and I'm not a military god." ”

The words sounded a little dejected, and they didn't have the peerless demeanor that the Patronus of Bran should have. But that's the case, Wu Ding is a good sword god, and it's not false that he is the number one master in the mainland. But he is only a martial artist after all, even if he fights for 3,000 miles with a single sword, how can he retreat from the enemy's million divisions alone? In this situation, a peerless martial artist has a limited role, unless he can produce a military god out of thin air. But Bran's more than 1,000-year war history has only produced a Ziyi, so this idea can obviously only be thought about.

"Let's talk about the Grey Army. Wu Ding suddenly changed the topic and said, "Compared with the invasion of the Northern Wilderness, their sudden emergence shocked me even more...... Well, how are they doing now?"

Haita didn't fully understand Wooding's point of view, and in his opinion, there was no doubt that the Northern Barbarians were more of a threat now. However, Wen Yan still replied: "It's similar to the barbarians, the attack is very fierce, and the area around the 100,000 mountains is almost under their control. It's just that compared to the mysterious barbarian commander, their commander is a little immature, and the strategic layout is decent, so it is still within the controllable range. What is more troublesome is that they have recently occupied a military artery, which has caused some problems in the transportation of supplies and reinforcements here, which makes the royal court who is preparing for negotiations very angry...... It seems that they are determined to fight Bran to the end this time. ”

Nodding, Wu Ding didn't have a surprised look: "No wonder." If you stab yourself in the back first, you can't complain that the other party is retaliating now. ”

Haita frowned slightly: "But now is the time ......"

Shaking his head, "Since you have become an enemy, you don't need to expect the other party to be soft-hearted." Now is the best opportunity for them to take advantage of the situation. Wu Ding was very open-minded, and was not surprised by the Gray Army's somewhat robbing behavior, but sighed slightly gloomily, "It's us." In particular, it's time for the royal court to reflect on this. A vast empire. It even made its own people hate it to the core. It is not surprising that the current situation of internal and external difficulties has emerged. ”

"But we're Bran, after all. ”

"It's just us. Woodin raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, "But you're right, we're Bran, so we're going to fight for this empire for the rest of our lives, even if we know it's rotten and disgusting." ”

Haita's spirit suddenly perked up when he heard this, and he didn't care about the loneliness of the first half of Wooding's sentence, but only noticed the attitude and tone of the second half of the master's sentence: "What should we do?"

"It's simple. How we dealt with the Grey Army before, how do we deal with the Northern Barbarians now. ”

Slightly flustered, Haita raised his eyebrows: "What does the master mean...... Capture the king?"

"It's impossible to capture the king, there are also masters in the Northern Wilderness Imperial City, but you can try to capture the commander......" Wu Ding narrowed his cloudy old eyes, "The army structure of the Northern Wilderness tribe is different from ours, and our system is more complete. Dead generals, and adjutants. Dead officers, and soldiers...... No matter who loses, there will be no major problems with the chain of command. It's like we've lost the Ziyi Army God. The Zichen Legion did not collapse. But the Northern Wilderness army could not do it, and they relied too much on the command orders of their superior officers to march and fight. Of course. This is determined by their actual situation. Ordinary barbarians generally do not have high intelligence, and they must rely on their superiors, otherwise they will be scattered. Therefore, after Ziyi successfully pursued Angelos last year, the Northern Wilderness army chose to retreat before the defeat was obvious. ”

Haita nodded in agreement when he heard this, and then frowned and asked, "But we don't have any information on the mysterious commander here. ”

"Haven't you already guessed the general location, as long as you continue to fight in the Zichen Legion war zone, you can always find some clues. ”

"That'...... Who's going?" Haita looked up at Wooding, thought of something, and shook his head resolutely, "No, master, you can't go......"

Wooding smiled and waved his hand to interrupt: "It's not me who goes, of course, it's useless for me to go." This is a tracing assassination, and you have to let the professionals do it. ”

Haita breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, lowered his head and muttered, "Professional...... There are many strong people in the royal court, but there are few who are good at assassination. Well, maybe contact the thieves' union and ask them to nominate a few people over there, and then try it with heavy profits......"

"Don't bother. A smile appeared at the corner of Wu Ding's mouth, "Isn't there a professional assassin in the capital right now?" ”

was stunned, "Master, you mean...... Uh, Donne?" Haita reacted quickly, and then remembered that there was such a powerful character hiding in the capital right now. And I have to admit that the other party's professional skills are absolutely undoubted - of course, not only did he threaten to assassinate the king, but he also succeeded in identifying the traitor under the nose of the sword god.

"It would be great if he could make a move...... But he probably won't help us. ”

"Not should, yes. We are enemies, but that is under normal circumstances...... It would be different if our problems became our problems with them. ”

After a pause, Wooding showed a slightly sly look, like an old fox jumping into a chicken coop, and said seductively, "Think about why he came to the capital." Think about where the Grey Army is now...... If I'm not mistaken, the 100,000 Mountains are close to the front line, right?"

"Yes, the distance between the two places is only a few hundred kilometers, if you are fast...... Huh?" Hai Tower's body shook suddenly, and he opened his mouth: "Master, master means that our side will open the gap and let the gray-clothed army and the barbarians ......"

"At this point, the border defense line is absolutely undefensible, isn't it?" "In that case, it is a normal means on the battlefield to divert the water from the east." I thought that by then, Don Jr. would make a move. ”

Taking a deep breath, Haita's mind spun wildly, quickly calculating the possible itinerary of the strategy. After a moment of silence, he licked his lips: "Master is wise...... The question now is how to negotiate with Na Don on this matter, at least through the words. But we don't even know where he is now. ”

Wu Ding seemed to have already thought about the details of the front and back, and said casually when he heard the words: "Then grieve my grandson......

"Uh...... Great idea!"

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......

Soon, the people of the capital found out that they had another favorite topic to talk about recently.

Philip is in trouble!

As a legendary-level figure who makes the divorce rate in the capital skyrocket year by year, makes the women in the capital love and hate, and makes the men in the capital hate to be crushed a hundred times a day, a hundred times, the imperial capital wolf Philip. Its scourge on the chastity of the sister is countless. There are countless ruins of the virginity of young women. And because it has a variety of tastes and a wide range of interests. up to the wives and concubines of the ministers of the royal palace. down to the little girl of ordinary people. Just look in the right eye. Never picky eater. Let him cause countless love debts, and the people who want to cut him can line up from the royal castle to the east gate......

This kind of goods are in trouble, and there is nothing unusual about two ends in three days.

But this time the situation was different, and I don't know what he thought, he actually ran to hook up with the young wife of a veteran who had a lot of power in the military department. You must know that the old general finally waited until his wife died, and then he married the beautiful young wife who was raised outside before. Unexpectedly, this happy event has not passed. Over there, the wolf is targeting......

How else to say that it is a veteran, his temper is hot, and after breaking the good deeds, he is forced to use a long-handled machete with his old body, chasing and cutting Philip's three streets, making the whole city boiling, and everyone knows it.

Of course, unlike the ordinary people who talked about the imperial capital flower wolf this time was completely planted, the people in the upper circle of the capital city knew Philip's true identity. So at first, I just took it as a joke, just like Philip hooked up with the daughter of an old parliamentarian before. was also forced to jump off the wall by the other party with a cane, and in the end, it was not over.

But then there was a sudden change in the situation. First, the Philip family announced that they would sever relations with him, and then the Sword God, who had not asked about the world for many years, seemed to be unable to see the virtue of his grandson, and personally sent a message into the royal castle to deal with him strictly, which made the entire capital explode......

There is no need to think about it at all, just take Philip's crimes, especially the countless cases of ruining the virginity of young women, once they are investigated and dealt with, it will be the rhythm of going to the gallows!

Just when a group of aristocratic bigwigs were also lamenting that Philip was completely free this time, the subsequent situation was a little weird, the first trial, not only did the old general's beautiful young wife not come, but none of the other victims came forward to testify against Philip's crimes, making him like a pure little white flower was wronged......

Of course, this is not the case, and it is also a miscalculation by the court, they originally thought that with Philip's comments, although they have not been systematically counted, the young women who were hooked up by him in the capital must have dozens of people. (Unmarried girls don't count, Bran's ethos is still relatively open.) Young men and women, if you will, it is not a sin. When they got this opportunity, didn't they come and expose him for what he really was? Thinking of this, the court did not go to great lengths to investigate and interrogate the victim.

But who ever wanted to make trouble to the end, but now none of the parties have come forward to testify, and when asked, they flatly denied it. There were a lot of cuckolded resentful husbands, and they also complained for a long time, but unfortunately their testimony was not counted, and this scene was so suspenseful that the old general directly spurted a mouthful of blood......

In the end, the stalemate lasted for half a day, and the first trial ended abruptly. Philip returned home unharmed and awaited a second arraignment.

And after this battle, Philip's name was completely launched, like a living legend, worshiped by countless young people in the aristocratic circle. What a miracle this has to be a miracle that can only be done by a sparkling pickle girl, ruining the chastity of others, not only is it not resented, but it is tacitly maintained by the victims. This feat is unprecedented, and there is no one to come.

However, Philip, as the real party, feels less proud now......

In the evening, in the courtyard of a detached attic.

Philip was drinking alone and was depressed. It's not because of the current incident, but because I have no choice but to be used as a gun, and I can't say anything about it.

Raising his head and pouring violently, he muttered resentment, "You are really my grandfather......!

"Damn, I was careless in making friends, how could I know you as a scourge...... I didn't get a little benefit, but there was a lot of, and in the end, it was always me ......who was unlucky."

"Why, they all said that I didn't know him well. It's useless to kill me, he still won't come out......" A cool breeze swept by, and he shivered, "Forget it, you better come out quickly, otherwise the old man doesn't know what to come up with...... I can't stand it......"

He shook his head, raised his head and poured again, no wine flowed, shook it, threw it away and shouted, "George, Uncle George, bring me another jar of wine, I want to ...... today Uh, a drunk relieves a thousand sorrows......"

As the words fell, a middle-aged man with slightly frosty temples and dressed as a standard housekeeper appeared in the courtyard with a wine jar, approached, and did not hand over the wine jar directly, but looked at the slightly drunk Philip, sat down opposite, picked up the wine bowl and poured himself some wine first.

"Hah...... Not bad, not bad, drink together, drink together to taste...... Come, fill it up for me!"

The middle-aged butler poured wine into the wine bowl dangling in Philip's hand according to his words, and then looked at it with his chin tilted.

"Drink...... Hey, why don't you drink it?" Philip looked at the middle-aged butler who was still thinking with his eyes half-open, and urged, "Drink...... Oh, by the way, we have to clink glasses first......"

"I said......" Blocking the wine bowl handed by Philip, the middle-aged butler rubbed his forehead and frowned slightly, "Is it interesting for your old man to do this? Haven't you already tried it? Even if you want to meet and talk to me, just say it, you can use it...... Uh, using such a trick to self-harm?"

"W-What? Uncle George, you say...... I'll rub!"

............... (To be continued......)