Chapter 820: The Might of the Dark Marquis

Today is a rare good day, the clouds are thick, and the scorching sun is not visible. Today is also a rare leisure time, and people who have been busy for a week can finally relax, because today is the weekend, it is Saturday.

The streets are lined with college students clamoring about where to go, whether to venture into a cave in the suburbs, or to see a new monster at the Colosseum, and the workers and clerks are wondering how to spend the desired holiday. And on this relaxed day, in Sindmore's palace, there was a serious and heavy atmosphere.

A military minister announced: "Bixia, the battle report from the front line, Heicheng is missing, Fried has ordered the entire army to completely withdraw from the Volkan area, and is now stationed 50 kilometers away from Heicheng. ”

"Black City. Radat stared for a moment: "The Black City is an important stronghold on my front line facing the Demon Moon, and it is also an important defensive city in that area, how could it be easy to lose my Prime Minister, Prince, what is going on?" said as he swept his gaze towards Zalberg in front of the hall.

Zalborg said: "Since the failure of our army's all-out attack on the Endless Trench defense line, morale has been low, and with the reinforcement of a large number of troops from the Demon Moon Empire, the form has reached the point of being unfavorable to us. ”

"This cannot be an excuse for the loss of the Black City. Radat said in a deep voice: "Before the army was issued, the prince promised me that I would win a great victory in this battle, and I would appoint General Kia as the marshal to go on the battle, but Weishenme has become like this now. ”

"Bixia, my promise is still there and will not change, but the situation on the battlefield is changing, and in order to cope with changes, we should also keep changing. Zalborg said: "Now that the Demon Moon has superior forces on our side, plus they have the Endless Trench Defense Line to rely on, and there is no very difficult terrain after Volkan, in order to reverse this situation, I think it is necessary to send troops to the front line to support." ”

"Send troops again. Radat said, "Is this war going to expand endlessly?"

"The war between St. Beakia and the Demon Moon is inevitable, and Bixia has not long inherited the throne, and is in need of a great battle to prove Bixia's prestige. If he can win this battle against the Demon Moon, it will undoubtedly be very beneficial for Bixia to rule. ”

"How can this battle be won?" Radat said, "Since my father, although there has been frequent friction between the frontline border and the Demon Moon Empire, it has been a long time since there has been a major war, and the Demon Moon Empire is on a par with Santa Bikko in terms of economic and military strength, so it may be difficult to win this battle." Even if the war is won, the cost will be very high, which is not good for the governance of the country. ”

Zalborg said: "Bixia can worry about the country and the people, and as the former prime minister and Bixia's uncle, I am very happy. But Bixia must be young, and some things are not very clear. ”

"Hmm"

"Bixia, don't be angry. "War is between two countries, but it's not just about two countries. Although the Demon Moon Empire is not inferior to my São Bikya in all aspects, there are unstable factors in the surrounding countries of the Demon Moon Empire. ”

"You mean the Holy Gripen Empire?"

"This is just one of them. Zalberg said, "I have confirmed with the envoys of the Holy Gripen Empire a few days ago that the king of the Holy Gripen Empire has come to the front line in person, leading millions of troops to fight the Demon Moon. If nothing else, the Holy Gripen Empire alone will make the Demon Moon suffer from trouble. In this case, the Demon Moon Empire is under attack, so we will win this battle. ”

"What does the Prince think he should do?" asked Radhat.

"In addition to sending more troops and generals to the front again, I suggest that Bixia personally order Marshal Fried to use the Doomsday Judgment," Zalberg said. ”

"Last Judgment"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of many ministers present changed color.

"Doomsday Judgment is a destructive magic that has been contracted by Santa Bekya since hundreds of years ago, and the two countries will never use Doomsday Judgment and the bells of the Empire at war. This matter is witnessed by the sages of the Holy Garden, and if it is used rashly now, it will inevitably be brutally retaliated against by the Demon Moon, which will put our country at a disadvantage in terms of diplomacy and the Holy Garden. ”

"As long as the war can be won, the promises of the past will have no effect. Zalberg lowered his head slightly, but his eyes were fixed on Radat on the throne.

"But what about the Sanctuary side?" asked Radat.

Zalborg smiled: "Bixia, will the Holy Garden still lead troops to attack St. Bikkai?"

"This ......" Radat watched all the ministers in the palace staring at him, and his heart suddenly fell into a wave of panic and hesitation.

Just when the atmosphere in the palace was at a stalemate, a commotion suddenly broke out outside the palace.

"What's going on?" asked Radat quickly.

Outside the palace, a hall general suddenly ran in and said, "Your Majesty...... Bixia, someone broke into the palace. ”

In front of the palace gate of Sombra City, a majestic figure stood in the middle of the road and walked towards the palace. Countless guards and forbidden soldiers in the palace surrounded them with halberd weapons: "This is the palace, no one is allowed to enter at will"

Ignoring the countless weapons in front of him, the Dark Martial Marquis still strode forward, fearless.

"Zhanzhu, if you don't stop, we'll do it. With that, the guard stabbed him with his gun.

Dark Wuhou rolled his gaze, and the dark green pupils looked directly at the soldier who spoke, only to see the cloak behind him surging up, and a powerful magic power surging from around his body.

The hearts of the hundreds of soldiers present suddenly fell to the ground as if they had been hammered, and in the blink of an eye, the person who came was already 100 meters away.

The Dark Martial Marquis soon came to the nine-star flowerbed in front of the Imperial Palace's Parliamentary Palace, and suddenly four extremely fast figures flashed out of the flowerbed, and the blades that scattered the cold light slashed towards the Dark Martial Marquis. The pace of the Dark Martial Marquis remained unchanged, his figure flickered, and none of the blades slashed like rain.

The four black shadows suddenly stopped at the same time, and at the same time they made another move, only to see the four black shadows staggered and flashed, slashing a black cross in the air, and the center of the cross was the Dark Martial Hou Yanlong

Dark Wu Hou glanced at the four black shadows standing in the four corners, and patted his armor: "The forbidden army of the Black Feather Battalion is not weak. ”

As soon as the words fell, the sword of the top forbidden army of Black Feather suddenly burst into pieces, and the person spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

In front of the "Yanlong" palace, a veteran was holding a war knife on the steps.

Dark Wuhou's eyes narrowed: "It's you." It's rare to see familiar faces here. ”

"Please come in, Bixia is waiting for you in the hall. The veteran in front of the palace got out of the way: "Please." ”

In the council hall, looking at the people who came, all the ministers showed doubts and surprised eyes.

"It's You"

"Dark ...... Dark Marquis ...... Flame...... Dragon"

Ignoring everyone's gaze, the Marquis of Dark Martial Arts walked straight to the front of the palace, flicked his cloak, knelt down on one knee and said: "General Rainforest, Marquis of Dark Martial Arts, Yanlong, meet King Bixia." ”

Radat on the throne raised his hand: "Get up." ”

"Yanlong, when did you come back, and whose order did you take?" Before Yanlong, the Marquis of Dark Martial Arts, got up, the ministers present immediately attacked him.

Trossa on the side said: "Marquis of Dark Wu, without the order of King Bixia or the chief prime minister, the generals who are outside cannot return to the royal capital. What's more, you committed a felony many years ago and were ordered to stay in the rainforest wasteland forever, and now you are returning to the royal capital without any order, do you know what the consequences are?"

Standing in the center of the main hall, the Marquis of Dark Wu said coldly: "Are you talking to me about military law? I know this better than you. ”

"Then you dare to ......"

"I'll be back, what do you want?" Dark Marquis's tone was full of authority, and Trossa was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak again.

Another minister shouted: "Marquis of Dark Wu, you dare to defy the royal power like this, you are a general of the empire, as a general, you should abide by your duties and obligations, and the laws of the country are not for you to trample on." ”

Dark Marquis said: "I have my reasons for returning. ”

"What reason?"

Dark Martial Marquis snorted coldly, and didn't even look at him: "I don't need to explain this to you, and you are not qualified to listen to my explanation." ”

"You ......"

"Stop arguing. Radat said: "Yanlong, you have come at the right time, and now there is something I want to hear." What do you think about the current war between the two countries, and the Prime Minister has proposed to me to use the devastating magic of Doomsday?"

"No, I don't. Dark Marquis's answer was short and powerful.

Zalborg said: "Now the situation on the front line is stalemate......

The Marquis of Dark Martial interrupted him and said, "Do you think that the generals of the empire are too incompetent?"

"......" Dark Marquis's words were extremely questioning and powerful, so that Zalberg didn't know how to react for a while, and only said after a while: "The use of the Doomsday Judgment is something that all the ministers present and the mentors of the Royal Academy have agreed, what reason do you have to disagree?"

"Reason? I am the reason. Dark Wuhou swept his gaze and stared directly at Zalberg: "Is this reason enough?"

Trossa shouted: "Don't be too rampant"

"Alright. Radat raised his hand to silence the scene: "The Dark Marquis is the most meritorious and prestigious general in the empire, since he thinks that the doomsday judgment cannot be carried out, I think this matter needs to be discussed carefully." That's all for today's council, stand down. ”

The ministers left the council hall with anger and reluctance, and only the Marquis of Dark Wu was left in the palace to the king Radat. The two were silent for a while, and Radat spoke first: "I can see that you are angry. ”

"That's right, because I don't want to see you. The Dark Martial Marquis turned around and stood with his hands in his hands.

"With your back to me, you're really rude. But I'm not angry, I know you never wanted me to inherit the throne. Radat said.

"You're too ruthless, and I don't like who you are. Dark Wuhou's tone was low, and the words were heavy.

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