Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 65: The most important weapon of the country

Thyles' embarrassment seemed contagious.

At least, the air in Ballard's room solidified for a while.

It was exactly the time the king's eyes stayed on him.

"So that's all there is to it."

Fortunately, King Kessel looked away and spoke again:

"Suo Duo?"

The air is flowing again.

Thyls breathed a sigh of relief, avoiding the eyes of others.

Thank God, they didn't keep asking.

Perhaps, he shouldn't have said so much about Xiaoshou?

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Military advisor, Sodor Reid bowed to answer:

"All the military information in the Northland we need to know is here."

In the dimly lit room, the empire meeting resumed the normal working atmosphere:

Prime Minister Cullen shook his head thoughtfully, military adviser Sodor looked serious, and Viscount Connie in charge of commerce and Treasurer Jok Mann whispered something.

Lord Clapham, the Minister of Agriculture and Animal Husbandry, continued to wander away in a daze, but the Deputy Bishop Stylianides did not say a word, but still listened carefully.

Thyls maintained the gentle smile and graceful sitting posture of the Duke of Star Lake, low-key and decent.

Only the king's figure remained unmoved, and the stability was better than a certain unextinguishable lamp behind him.

"Gilbert?"

The King Iron Fist's eyes flickered faintly, sweeping towards the map and chess pieces on the table.

The former Minister of Foreign Affairs had anticipated it, and he raised his glasses calmly:

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Gilbert reopened his notebook:

"Thanks to the cooperation of the colleagues of the Secret Division, and also thanks to the sharing of the battle report between Lord Shuduo and the Department of Military Affairs, after understanding all the details, the Department of Foreign Affairs has a new judgment on the post-war situation."

He cleared his throat:

"The general conclusion is: Although the scene wins, but..."

Xingchen Cunning Fox's eyes gleamed:

"Exter is by no means a winner."

Tyles' eyes moved.

"First of all, without the consumption and containment of the other two cities, Longxiao City would not be so easy to win Freedom Fort."

Gilbert pointed to the black and white chess pieces on the long table:

"But now, fame and fortune, city and land, all good things are occupied by the Palace of Heroes."

"On the contrary, Qiyuan City and Jie Shou City suffered big defeats and were ridiculed."

The expressions of the attendees were stunned, and their hearts were clear.

"And don't forget the ‘peace order’ issued by the Grand Duke," Suduo added coldly:

"And her generous ‘forgiveness’ to the prisoners of war, in contrast to Ronnie and Lacco’s family, who suffered heavy losses and no gains..."

Thyls felt uneasy when he thought of the resolute Duke Ronnie and the old and tough Duke Lecco.

"There are still suffering people."

Kilber nodded, and wrote something on the note:

"Ms. Fiery Blood got help from the bitter people of Freedom Castle in this battle, and even opened her eyes for them in return after the war—don’t forget, we are both from the North, and Qiyuan City has always been right The bitter ethnic groups in the territory are carrying out repressive rule."

Gilbert looked up.

"Everyone, to sum up, we have reason to believe," the cunning fox of Xingchen narrowed his eyes behind the frame:

"After this battle, whether it is interests or ideals, fame or standpoint, Longxiao City will inevitably drift away from the Dragon Blood Party, headed by Qiyuan City."

Hearing the strange name, the king's eyebrows moved:

"Dragon Blood Party?"

Thyls was struck in his heart.

Dragon blood.

This is definitely not his favorite phrase.

Faced with the doubts of the colleagues present, Kilber nodded characteristically.

"In the past two months, King Chaman has cleared out the black sand collar and eliminated dissidents without mercy."

"Correspondingly, the opponents in the black sand community shouted the slogan in order to become famous for their teachers: Don't forget the blood of the dragon, and feel the grace of the king."

The blood of the dragon, the king's kindness.

Thyls recalled the voice and smile of the born king, and felt complicated for a while.

"They said, as long as you stand up against King Chaman, you are a true northerner, a member of the dragon's blood who cherishes brotherhood."

Gilbert Road:

"So it is not necessary to mention Longxiao City. The clear-cut Qiyuan City and Guard City are also included in it. They are called the Dragon Blood Party by the people of Exter, as opposed to the "Black Sand Party" that supports King Chaman. ."

The king hummed softly, ignoring his emotions.

The Dragon Blood Party, oppose the king, miss the first king, cherish brotherhood...

Thyls sighed in his heart.

The person who came up with this slogan and address...

Viscount Connie, who has traveled all over the world and has extensive knowledge, tells what the prince thinks at the right time:

"Ha, the hint here is really vicious."

"Rumours and names are powerful, we must know that everyone is talking about it," Prime Minister Cullen sighed and said:

"But why do I always feel that this is the handwriting of the Kingdom Secret Division?"

He looked at the scarred man.

The messenger of the secret branch respectfully salutes:

"Your Excellency Prime Minister, you overestimate us. The public opinion in the North is surging. How can the secret branch of the district be controlled."

But he immediately smiled, his face twisted:

"But indeed, when the voice started, I can't say that our people didn't play a corresponding role."

Duke Cullen showed a strange expression.

Okay.

Looking at the secret department, Thales raised his eyebrows:

In this life, Charman Rumba probably has no good reputation.

"So, Longxiao City is no longer popular with the Dragon Blood Party—how do you hear it—that means the Waltons will join the Rumba party?"

Viscount Connie returned to the topic, wondering:

"Even if their hatred is as deep as the sea?"

Gilbert shook his head:

"Not at all."

"After careful analysis, the Department of Foreign Affairs believes that Longxiao City is likely to emerge from the struggle against the king. It is not treated by the Dragon Blood Party, nor is it friendly with the Black Sands, but like a beacon. Be as neutral as the city."

Suo Duo, the military advisor, snorted softly:

"Then they are not pleased, they are not people inside and out."

Gilbert nodded first and then shook his head:

"But I was also out of the storm, and the right was watching from the sidelines."

"With the size and status of Longxiao City, coupled with the natural contempt of female rulers by the ranking princes, the Palace of Valor may still benefit from it."

"The performance of our northern neighbors will no longer be the opposing stage of the Black Sand Party and the Dragon Blood Party in the past six years."

Tyles felt relieved as he listened to the teacher's analysis.

Although the princes of the Dragon City were not pleasing to King Chaman, Selma and Earl Lisbane witnessed the Night of Dragon Blood with their own eyes, and their grudges were difficult to resolve.

Fortunately, the Palace of Valor does not have the urge to dementia.

They chose the path that suits them best.

Viscount Connie thought about it:

"In other words, after this battle, Exeter has become more chaotic? In the face of any issue, at least a three-way see-saw is indispensable?"

"So far, it is true." Gilbert said.

"Very good," Jok Mann's eyes lit up:

"A triangle chair is better than a two-wheeler."

Lord Clapham, who has been out of my mind, came back to his senses and exhaled:

"Finally, the **** Northlanders have today."

The atmosphere of the Imperial Conference was much better, and the ministers were excited.

But the king remained motionless.

Until Gilbert shook his head and poured cold water on everyone's emotions:

"But we cannot be too optimistic."

"If the chaos gets worse, it means that conflicts intensify and struggles intensify."

A vigilance in the eyes of the former foreign secretary:

"It means going one step further towards the ending."

Prime Minister Cullen thought:

"Ending?"

Kilber characteristically nodded:

"Two hundred years ago, Exter ushered in the ‘Mourning Disaster’: Tan En's rebellion, Wilan changed hands, and entered the cruel ‘Peerless Century’."

"In that century, our stars competed with the dragon, from Elika the Conqueror to John the Sailor, four generations of kings, not weaker than our neighbors."

Listening to the glorious past of the stars, the officials awed in awe.

"In contrast, the kingdom of the dragon is becoming increasingly divided and declining: a five-public duel at the king election meeting, which is tragic, four deaths and one maimed."

"The darkness and chaos are even worse now."

Thyls clenched his fist, remembering the old sword that King Chaman never left.

But Gilbert's conversation changed, and he was jealous:

"But it was the chaos and disorder that reached the culmination that ultimately prompted the crowning of Broken Steel and the dragon's throne."

"Open the throne monopoly of the Walton family for three generations."

"The ten princes, and then become one."

"Bring the kingdom of the dragon back to its peak, and dominate the west."

No one is talking at the long table.

The shadow of the Scarlet Year looms over everyone's hearts.

Kilbert has a strong focus:

"History proves that Exeter is not a comus, let alone a thorny land. They will not split forever."

"And a friend told me: Never underestimate the courage of the Northlanders."

At that moment, Thales seemed to be back to Longxiao City, and all kinds of northerners flashed in front of him:

King Nunn, the face of the dead, Mike's officer, Kaslan, Charman Rumba, Viscount Cambeda, Fire Knight, Long-haired Ronnie, Pot Lid, Red Witch, Veteran Grivo, Tailor Kx, Deadman, Ian the pesky...

But he suddenly thought of something.

Little slippery head, and fast rope.

They are also from the North.

"Well said," military adviser Sodor Reid raised his voice, sweeping past the ministers who were grateful for the decline of Exeter:

"And we have no time to waste."

He has a sonorous tone and cannot be rebutted.

Thyls noticed that the Treasurer, Jok Mann, raised his mouth in disapproval.

But right now.

"Gilbert."

King Kessel's voice suddenly sounded, quite decisively:

"You will be reinstated immediately, and the Department of Foreign Affairs is yours-although it was originally."

The king’s eyes swept across the crowd:

"I guess, whether it is Exeter or Stardom, no one will raise objections this time, right?"

The officials of the Imperial Conference lowered their eyes, and no one spoke.

"The king's order must be followed." Prime Minister Cullen replied gently.

This sentence seems to be a signal, the former foreign secretary-to be precise, the current foreign secretary, Honorary Earl Gilbert Casso was silent for a while, and respectfully nodded:

"Do your best."

Thyls quietly savored the undercurrent of this question and answer.

The king nodded and turned to the other person:

"Suo Duo, what do you want to say?"

The military advisor salutes:

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Tyles leaned back in his chair.

After learning about the outcome of the war in the Northwest, his mood improved a lot, and even the pressure that had enveloped his body when he entered the palace quietly relieved.

Now, all he has to do is to quietly listen to the meeting and meet the price of last night.

He understands his role.

Suo Duo opened the file at hand and cleared his throat:

"Although the development of the war situation is somewhat unexpected, in the past few months, the research and judgment conclusions of the Military Affairs Department have basically remained unchanged."

"This war between Exeter and the Freedom League is small, but it has far-reaching significance."

The "soldier" stretched out his palm and gestured on the map:

"City walls, horses, fortifications, catapults, eternal oil, military crossbows, magic guns, military letter crows and hunting falcons, including refined bitumen weapons specially equipped for elite troops, these things are irreplaceable It’s more effective than before."

Suo Duo paused, his expression serious:

"War, kings, war."

"The war in this era is different."

The Treasurer sitting across from him, Jok Mann waved his hand unabashedly, with a look of impatience:

"Here again."

Suo Duo's face tightened.

But he still resisted his discomfort and said patiently:

"War's requirements for logistics are getting higher and higher, and the dependence is getting heavier."

The military adviser stretched out his hand to indicate the location of the several wars on the map.

"The battle from the front tells us that the frontal combat power of the Northerners is still unparalleled in the world, but..."

Suo Duo's tone hastened:

"Regardless of a strong physique, superb skill, or enthusiastic fighting spirit, these past prides cannot make up for the hungry, broken armor and broken soldiers."

His words made many ministers frowned.

"And their bad example proves that not only are the supplies collected by burning, looting and looting in the local area not enough for battlefield consumption, it will also trigger unexpected resistance and hostility, and even lead to loose discipline and demoralization."

Suo Duo nodded in the direction of the king:

"This is why the Freedom League is not a small place, but it can rely on the right place and people to drag the three heroic cities of Exeter to one another and lose the other, exhausted."

"That taught us a lot of lessons."

His voice fell and he glanced around, but there was an unexpected silence.

Several ministers exchanged something while looking at each other, making Thales a moment of doubt.

This is the first time he has come to the Imperial Conference. He doesn't understand the rules.

Finally, as the highest-ranking prime minister of the kingdom, Duke Cullen gave a light cough, and took the words that no one would accept:

"For example?"

Suo Duo withdrew his dissatisfied gaze:

"We must not repeat the mistakes of the Northlanders, we must pay attention to the maintenance of supplies and the guarantee of transportation efficiency."

"Start with the Royal Standing Army."

There was another silence.

Even King Kessel said nothing.

As if this is a bad topic.

"Master Sodor, we have always given top priority to the logistical supply of the standing army of the royal family," the minister of agriculture and animal husbandry who had been distracted for most of the meeting, Lord Clapham suddenly woke up and hurriedly separated the relationship:

"Especially during the war, when the setting sun testified, at least there was no shortage of food and grass..."

Sodor interrupted him:

"I didn't mean to accuse you, Lord Clapham."

But the next moment, the military adviser's eyes turned to Thales.

"In the first few months, the Standing Army of the Royal Family and the Lords of the Western Desolation worked together to rescue His Royal Highness Thales and went thousands of miles into the desert."

The Duke of Xinghu couldn't help being startled.

"It was a valuable attempt. After the desert war, we tested the ability to establish a unified supply line in a remote place and expand the limit of expedition logistics transportation."

"The specific report has been presented to you before the meeting."

Some ministers began to look through the documents on the table, while others did not rush, as if they had expected it.

But Shuoduo's volume immediately increased, resounding through the Ballard room:

"Facts have proved that the standing army’s independent logistics capabilities are quite excellent: the shortest route specially set by the Department of Military Affairs, the guarantee rules for the rear line of defense, and the sweeping back and forth in the desert all effectively ensure the smooth flow of the supply line and even support the army. All the way to the border of the Freedom League."

His talk changed:

"But in contrast to this: the logistics organized by the local lords of the Western Wilderness! Procrastination, inefficient and messy! From Grace Town to the desert front line, the number of greedy people who fell in the middle of the desert is unknown. Into a mystery."

"Even the illegal merchants smuggled the military eternal oil from the Yaya camp into the hands of the desert orcs until they were intercepted by the standing army!"

Smuggling Eternal Oil...

Tyles swallowed, took the document Gilbert handed him to read, and smiled.

Sodor Reid turned over one of the pages of the document in his hand, looking ugly:

"Baron Williams even reported a vicious incident. After a certain chase on the orcs, his vanguard handled the capture according to the regulations, but was unreasonably obstructed and illegally embezzled by the local conscripts of the Western Wilderness! "

"The opponent did not respect the majesty of the royal family in the slightest, and almost fought against the friendly army!"

Hearing the familiar story, Thales rubbed his nose.

"Yes, the report of Wings of Legend also said..."

Master Jok Man’s casual words mixed with page turning sounds:

"With a heart of loyalty to the emperor and patriotism, he endured the humiliation afterwards and took into account the overall situation. He had no choice but to dismiss a selfless and upright pioneer officer in order to calm the people and preserve the face of the princes of the Western Desert..."

Speaking of this, the Treasurer changed his expression and threw down the document with a snap:

"You believe in that stupid nonsense?"

Thyls raised his eyebrows.

Well, this is the evaluation received by one of the three handsome stars at the Imperial Conference.

"Well, judging from the wording..."

Gilbert coughed at the right time to conceal the sudden foul language of Lord Man:

"I believe that Williams must have changed to a new clerk."

The foreign minister's ridicule was just right, soothing the atmosphere, and there was a low laugh from the kings of the Imperial Conference.

"Master Shuduo, I understand what you mean."

Lord Clapham, Minister of Agriculture and Animal Husbandry-Thales understands his position in the Imperial Council somewhat-replied with a smile:

"What I want to say is that on logistical issues, since the desert war, we have been cooperating well with different business groups and trade associations, ranging from grain cloth to livestock ironware. If necessary, I would be happy to They were introduced to the Military Affairs Department..."

Sodor interrupted him again:

"No."

Military advisor said coldly:

"In the battle of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people, war logistics is sophisticated and complex, scale and long-term."

"No lord, town, castle, or merchant group is qualified to undertake such an important task."

"Not even the Department of Military Affairs."

Lord Clapham's smile froze.

Suo Duo's eyes sharpened:

"Unless the king's order, unified dispatch, the whole country is effective."

"The practice of recruiting soldiers under different lords to prepare their own food, grass and logistics, and collect supplies on the spot, is outdated."

As soon as this statement came out, all the emperors were silent.

The military advisor looks like a sharp blade, sweeping the people on the long table:

"No matter how different the source of the composition of the army, and how many lords have the right to lead the army, we need a more unified, more efficient and convenient logistics organization."

"Only in a future war that will last several years, sufficient quality and quantity can be continuously provided for the frontline."

The ministers present here have different expressions, thinking deeply about what is behind this sentence.

King Kessel's face is still hidden in the darkness of the backlight, except for the dark shadows.

Until Prime Minister Cullen exhaled, his words were earnest:

"Master Shuduo, you are talking about logistics."

"But it's more than logistics, right?"

Suo Duo looked indifferently to the Prime Minister.

The Ballard room fell silent again.

"Come on, soldier, we all know what your calculations are."

Treasurer Qiu Ke coldly snorted and made no secret of his unhappiness:

"What else? Say it together."

Tyles noticed that Gilbert started wiping his hand-held glasses-a sign of his worries and seeking opportunities.

Suo Duo glanced at Qiu Ke deeply.

"The lesson from the Northlanders is more than this."

The military adviser was under the scrutiny of the entire Imperial Conference, but he was even more sturdy, and he did not see the old and dullness of his age:

"Take this battle of the Freedom League as an example. Lure the enemy, harass, occupy, hide, divide, go around, beheaded, spy and intelligence... the cycle of war is elongated, the scope is expanded, the tactics are complicated, and the influence is multifaceted. It can be summarized in a few key battles."

Suo Duo stared at the chess pieces on the long table:

"We have all seen that Exter has unmatched numbers and positive advantages, but because of this, the army is inconvenient to move and the organization is bloated."

"Faced with the ‘surprised Ivan’ and the few elites he transferred flexibly, they seemed to be in a rush when fighting in a different place, and were frustrated."

"Not only that, but Kierke Gour is only the commander-in-chief in name. The three armies of the Northlanders do not belong to each other. At most, they cooperate with each other. Command transmission is time-consuming and inefficient. Multi-headed command is difficult to work together. Bitter fruit."

His voice changed and he was heartbroken:

"However, such persistent diseases also exist within us."

Suo Duo patted the long table with a palm:

"From my journey to the Western Wilderness, I saw that the Royal Standing Army and the Western Wilderness Conscripts cooperated on the expedition, but they belonged to different command systems. The former was clearly a professional elite of a hundred warriors, but they were often hindered by the fellow conscripts. Under the command of their respective lords, the fighters did not listen to orders, cooperated poorly, had loose discipline and low combat power."

"The wrangling of the great princes in the Western Famine has seriously affected the entire battle."

Speaking of the rise, military advisers are gradually ignoring the official wording that has been cultivated in and out of the Fuxing Palace all the year round, and popping up the slang used by the fighting army when young:

"The two troops at the same level couldn't urinate together just because their commanders had a gap. They were commanded by multiple heads and missed the opportunity-the military report of Baron Williams specifically mentioned this **** point." /

"If it weren't for the negligence of these local lords and their conscripts, how could His Highness Thales' return to the country be full of thorns, and how could the Bladeya camp suffer such disasters?"

Tyles immediately felt that a lot of eyes rested on him.

He felt more pressure to know the truth about the Western Wilderness incident.

But the figure at the end of the long table still didn't move.

Faced with Suoduo's questioning words, the ministers were equally silent.

The only secret messenger standing by the side, the scar-faced man is an incarnation sculpture, motionless.

The Duke of Cullen spoke slowly, looking quite accustomed to this work of continuing silence at the Imperial Conference:

"So?"

Suo Duo took a deep breath:

"In the Scarlet Years, the Star Legion has proved it. Today, Exter and the Freedom Alliance reiterate this again."

"The key to contemporary warfare is no longer quantity and intensity, but quality and efficiency."

He makes a fist and shakes his arms:

"For this, we need a unified chain of command, reliable logistics, and more military-savvy soldiers, including strict upper and lower organization, efficient military communication, and of course the spirit and consciousness of selfless dedication." /

Suo Duo gave a generous speech, ignoring the increasingly ugly eyes of his colleagues:

"And we can't expect the conscripts of the lords to do this--whether it is your majesty's direct vassals or remote princes in Xinjiang."

"The only thing that can be trusted is the standing army of the royal family with a career in war!"

Prime Minister Cullen raised his voice, his tone was solemn, contrary to the usual slowness:

"Master Sodor, what do you want to say?"

The military adviser punched the table and raised his voice:

"My lord, times have changed."

"For the future, we need more active-duty officers and more professional soldiers to take on more stringent requirements and more important tasks throughout the country, in case of time!"

"The expansion of the Royal Standing Army must be on the agenda."

Suo Duo's voice fell, and there was another silence.

In the stiff atmosphere, Thales moved the same stiff back.

He saw that Gilbert closed his eyes gently.

"Expanded..."

The Duke of Cullen sighed:

"How many times is this?"

"The third time," Jok Mann quickly took the conversation, without blinking his eyelids, obviously quite skilled:

"Not counting those four rejected."

He immediately greeted the glare of the military adviser.

On the other side, Gilbert tried to ease the atmosphere:

"The lords of the Western Wilderness are slack in their military preparations. This issue really needs attention. But if it rises to the entire kingdom too quickly, it will be a big deal..."

"It's not only the West Wilderness." So Duo quickly interrupted him:

"Even in the whole country, even after several previous expansions, the royal standing army still accounts for an insufficient proportion of our total army. Our actual combat power depends heavily on the cooperation and quality of the conscripts."

The posture of the military advisor cannot be refuted:

"The separation of logistics, multi-headed command, communication barriers, different levels of training...this brings too many problems."

"Excuse me for interrupting..."

Treasurer Jok Mann coughed heavily:

"Dai Bing, do you read the financial statements of the past year?"

Being called by the nickname, the military adviser frowned.

"Do you know how much your proud standing army of the royal family will spend every year on the budget of the Finance and Taxation Department!"

I saw the Treasurer looking at Shuoduo with a gloomy expression:

"Take the standing army of the Three Davids, Rage, Xinghui, and Stardust, although they are called Guards, but do you know how much the number of these three has been overtaken, and how much has the maintenance cost overrun?"

"This is not counting the people outside the establishment! Do you know that the money spent on them is placed in the general conscripts, enough to call up 30 more brigades and form ten legions!"

Juke Man has a look of disgust, and it is obvious that Suduo has been suffering for a long time:

"Expansion? What expansion?"

"Are your saliva stars?"

But So Duo was not in a hurry to refute. He waited until Jo Ke's breathing was steady, then he spoke again:

"That's also the second point I want to say."

He turned to the dark figure at the end of the long table:

"Your Majesty, I propose to enact a new bill to reform the kingdom's military system!"

The next moment, "Private Soldier" Suoduo stood up decisively, and the room shook the room:

"We should gradually reduce the number of private conscripts under the command of the major local lords, semi-agricultural and semi-trained, throughout the stars!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone present, including Thales, all rushed together, but did not react.

But So Duo's cold words continue:

"It doesn't matter if the period of military service is gradually shortened, or the frequency of recruitment is reduced, it can even relieve the lords of the obligation to respond to the campaign."

"Even finally their right to enlist soldiers on the territory was lifted."

One second, two seconds...

Everyone's faces changed.

After six years in Longxiao City, Thales, who was so impressed by Exter’s military culture, blinked.

"Reduce..."

The moment he understood the other party’s meaning, Jok Man was shocked:

"What?"

At the end of the long table, the king's figure slowly moved, and his cold eyes pierced out of the darkness again.

It's like a sharp blade out of its sheath.

Military advisor raised his voice:

"I believe that this can save quarterly recruitment costs, streamline the number of troops, concentrate on agriculture, animal husbandry, industry, and industry, increase tax output, and perhaps make up for the lack of budget."

Prime Minister Cullen looked at his long-time colleagues in disbelief:

"Suo Duo..."

But Sodor Reid doesn't care:

"The standing army is ready to take over the important tasks and shoulder the important tasks of national defense."

He raised his head suddenly, as if turning into a stubborn rock, hard to shake:

"The armaments of the country, the heavy weapons of stars."

"From then on order a door."

"No exceptions!"

The narrow and dim Ballard room fell into an unprecedented dead silence, followed by the slight chill that is unique to the stone room.

Suo Duo looked around the long table, strong and unruly, like a war veteran.

The officials who were forced to be immersed in surprise turned their eyes.

Thyls was stunned.

When discussing the war in the North earlier, he was fully focused and unaffected by the atmosphere of the meeting.

But at this moment, Thales really realized:

This is the Imperial Conference~IndoMTL.com~ What he heard at this long table concerns the future of tens of millions of people in the entire country.

Thinking of this, a sudden sense of suffocation came.

It was the feeling that neither the duel in the Hall of Heroes nor the political day in the Palace of Valor had given him.

"Everyone..."

After a long silence, someone finally spoke softly.

"Please don't circulate the content of today's meeting, even the closest person, even the slightest, just a few words," the Prime Minister's voice rang in a low voice, tired and hesitant:

"Also, Shuoduo..."

Duke Cullen raised his head to look at the resolute kingdom military adviser, heavy but surely authentic:

"You are crazy."

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