The crystal cup inlaid with dazzling silver rotated between the five white and slender fingers of the Imperial War Minister Hercoles, and then the red blood-like wine in the bag slowly rotated on the wall of the glass, forming a beautiful ripple of dark red rippling around.

The room was a little dark, and Hoccles' tall figure was like a statue standing in front of the window of the room, looking at the snow covering the imperial capital outside the window.

"My lord, look at this year's district consul......" The figure standing behind him asked cautiously, and Hoccles turned around and gave him a displeased look before speaking in a somewhat low tone

"Kavebode, your heart is a little messy, this is not your style, you have also seen this year's shape, because of the failure of the eastward expansion strategy, the Imperial Army has suffered heavy losses, and it should not launch a war to the east in a short period of time, which indicates that the ten-year war between the empire and the Central Bea Empire in the east will end, in addition to the empire giving up hundreds of thousands of soldiers for Seattle, there will also be Lorraine, Al-Aqsa two regions, will also be divided as war reparations, so the empire is ready to reduce the original twelve consuls to ten, and the original management area will also be newly divided, so your request is also very difficult"My lord means that the rumor that our Normandy region and the northwestern Dunkel region will be merged into one new Nordon region is true?" The figure standing behind him turned slightly pale, and asked cautiously again tentatively, "Sort of, the plan was submitted by the Prime Minister of the Empire! Because it involves the reform of the Empire, it has not yet been announced to the public, in order to ensure fairness, the candidate for the consul of the merged region must be agreed by both parties to the merger, I don't want a blatant civil war within the Empire!" Holkels nodded, his hands behind his back. Looking out the window, in the cold winter of the north, the scattered snowflakes shrouded the entire row of eaves in the imperial capital, and the crystal clear ice hung upside down from above, and the sky and the earth were snow-white.

"Is this temporary, or permanent?"

The Duke of Normandy, Caveybod, asked again, with an unconcealable fiery look in his eyes, and after calming the shock in his heart, the news undoubtedly caused a small sense of excitement in his heart. Merging the original two districts into one, in a sense, the area of this newly merged district of Wotun. It will be close to the size of a medium-sized kingdom, which may not be a good thing for Cavibald, who has always been eager to accumulate fame and aim to have the crown of Normandy, "This is the meaning of His Majesty the Emperor!" Unexpectedly, Hercoles, the Imperial Minister of War, who heard this, suddenly turned his head. Staring at Kavebode's gaze, a sharp cold glint flashed, and he said in a deep voice, "In your opinion, you think it is permanently good." Or is it temporary?"

"Don't dare, it's just a little unexpected, where you dare to speculate about the idea of His Majesty the Emperor" Duke of Normandy Cavibo quickly bowed his head and said, sweating slightly on his forehead because of his unintentional presumptuous just now. It's so dangerous, I almost let this old fox see what is going on inside!" This is like what your Kavebo has to say, otherwise I would have thought that you, the wild wolf of the empire in the northwest, are also old" The corner of Horkols's mouth smiled coldly, "There is no one else here." You don't have to be so nervous, this time I asked you to come to the imperial capital, there is mainly an important task, in order to make up for the loss of the empire in the east, the emperor's eyes have begun to shift to the south, you know," On the army side, the 170,000 men of the Third and Fourth Army Corps of the Empire have moved to the southern border, and on the navy side, the four main fleets of the Empire, more than 160 capital warships, have been assembled in Mural, the gateway to the Central European Baro Sea, because the army side can draw limited troops, and the navy side hopes that Normandy, which is close to the Central European Baro Sea, can send 30,000 troops to participate in the Battle of Mural!

"What? three...... 30,000!"

Cavibo shuddered, raised his head in surprise, and his somewhat sloppy gaze happened to meet the eyes of the Upper Holcoles with deep meaning, at this moment the face of the Duke of Normandy Cavibold can be described as quite wonderful, the appearance of this ambitious regional tyrant is the image of an authentic northern Saxon, full of bulging temples, with his head bowed like a bull rushing forward, his eyes are so unflinching, and his slightly pale temples make him look majestic when he smiles and is angry

"Why, is there a problem?If the Duchy of Normandy is in a difficult situation, I can recommend to His Majesty the Emperor that the Duchy of Dunkel be in charge of this matter!" an unknown smile appeared on the corner of the Imperial War Minister's mouth,

His appearance is not particularly outstanding, but it is enough for you to remember at a glance, the height of nearly 2 meters makes him a whole person, at first glance, it is the kind of dignified appearance, Kuiwu is powerful, and his voice is loud and powerful.

If he is on the battlefield, he is the kind of fierce general who gives an order and moves forward bravely, but in the eyes of his opponents, this imperial military minister has a completely different title "Imperial Vulture"

This is a title that sounds creepy, and has been in charge of the Imperial Military Department for many years, and many people have been deceived by his arrogant appearance, and only those who really fight him will know,

This figure who has gone through two generations of emperors in the Obarro Empire, who single-handedly supported the twenty-year war between the Nordic Barrow Empire and the other two empires, and controlled hundreds of thousands of troops in the empire, making nearly a hundred imperial princes dare not face it, is not as simple as it seems from the outside

And his expression at the moment is like a fox looking at a fat mother, and the smile on the corner of his mouth is like saying, "If you want to be the consul of the new region, whatever, you have to be funny!"

"No, Normandy is willing to cooperate with the Empire in the battle!"

Kavebo hurriedly lowered his head, the corners of his mouth were secretly bitter, Normandy, which had just experienced a fiasco, there were less than 50,000 troops left in the entire principality, and then these 30,000 people were transferred, what should he do if he faced an invasion? Of course, he didn't dare to say this, this is undoubtedly a contradiction within the empire, but this is the reality, there are many princes within the empire, and there are many quarrels between countries for various reasons.

If you want to hit the other party, just find a reason to say the past, like what the other party is too ugly, the other party humiliates me, the other party doesn't respect me, and he didn't even invite me to get married, these inexplicable reasons are like all kinds of groceries sold by small traders at roadside stalls.

As long as it does not endanger the rule of the empire, basically the empire will not meddle in such affairs, at most, it depends on the fact that the two sides are almost fighting, and send an envoy to mediate, of course, for those who do not sell the face of the empire, the hundreds of thousands of troops of the empire are not all showmanship. (To be continued.) )