Power and Empire Chapter 1628: Black and White Kill (5)
At dusk. A refreshing wind blew in from the window, and Duke Locke was the only occupant in the room.
He didn't let anyone light a candle, but just sat quietly in the dark and admired the scenery outside the window. Since returning to Ruosende, he always likes to relieve the pressure in his heart in this peaceful way, leaving his charming wife to the strange but strange "hometown" thousands of miles away,
Looking at the environment here that I always can’t integrate into, I naturally have an unexpressible mood in my heart. The melancholy mood fills my chest. Although I already have the name of the Duke, I only know it and experience being alone. It’s like being alone,
From the prosperous imperial Kyoto to the remote northwestern country Ruosende, the contrast between the two is huge, but one thing is the same, that is, the sunset is so beautiful, like the burning sky in the dark Unleash all the glory before coming
"Duke Ruosende!'
Thinking of this title that made him totally devoid of glory, Locke felt a wry smile. Everyone thought that he was heartbroken and mad, his prisoner father killed his brother, and he couldn't believe it. Believe it in the eyes of others. I have come so easily as the Duke of Rising, I must be the kind of high spirits now, but only I know what price I have paid and how much I have spent on this path, like a puppet. Similarly, everything I do is what I hate most,
It's not that he has hesitated, but he can't stop. He is already a frontline puppet in the hands of others. Apart from a face, an identity that has been emptied, what is left of him?
Every time. When he hesitated and found it difficult to decide, he would think of the dusk in Kyoto.
In the luxurious and glorious imperial palace, one hundred and fifty steps of white marble, golden sunlight, and the glazed glass passing through the side turn into dreamlike seven lights on the ground, dozens of pieces The bright candles illuminate the room brightly, and the room is pure like an existence that does not belong to time and space
Locke will always remember that at the end of the palace corridor, a young man was sitting in front of a case reading a book. The sun shone on him, he was tall and slender, his appearance was delicate and melancholy, his eyes were as bright as sapphires but so clear, and his eyes revealed profound wit.
He is holding a scroll in his hand, and the dedicated **** is more like a philosopher or a poet who has an insight into the world and human sentiments. Rather than the ruler of this empire. The wind blew and picked up his long hair. After a while, he gently shook his head, fiddled with the edge of his jaw to cover the eye, his movements were dexterous and pleasing to the eye. Let Locke stare at it.
"You are Locke, a graduate of the 160th phase of the Imperial Academy, who just applied to join the Imperial Guard..."
After several minutes, the young emperor raised his head and looked at the college student who was kneeling ten meters in front of him. The eyes are blue, like the sky. Like the sea, and like the purest sapphire crystal, it is far-reaching and unpredictable, as if there is an infinite future in it
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Locke knelt on the ground, his voice trembling, as if he didn't even know what he was talking about. In the cold winter season, sweat oozes from his back, and the empty hall is full of boundless pressure. , And all these pressures come from one person
"I have seen your grades, very good!"
"However, the requirements for entering the Imperial Guard are very strict. As you know, the ratio of the number of students who can enter the Imperial Guard from the academy every year is 50 to 1, and those who can directly enter the ranks of officers, except for the grades. In addition, a reputable family is required to provide guarantees"
"And you are applying for an officer!"
The young emperor’s words came out of his mouth and became very sweet, as smooth as flowing water. "There are fewer Northwesterners like you who are admitted to the Imperial Guard, so I’m very curious if What are your plans to enter the Imperial Guard?"
"No, I'm not from the Northwest. I grew up in dìdū! I chose to be an officer of the Imperial Guard because I could display my ambition!" Locke trembled slightly, his face flushed, and he grew up. The education he received was dìdū. He was praised by others for his flexible thinking at the age of six. He was admitted to the Imperial College at the age of twelve with the best grades. In the college, his grades are very outstanding, and his theoretical grades are ranked in In the top ten, personal skills can also enter the top fifty,
The general guard officer is not necessarily his opponent,
As an outstanding student of Imperial College, Locke not only needs to learn various military theories and training fighting skills, but also needs to participate. Imperial College recommends some outstanding students to the main battlefield of the Empire every year. To practice exercises,
The students of the Imperial Academy are not flowers in the greenhouse. Most of them come from families with military background in Kyoto. They have excellent pedigrees and profound family learning. They are talents cultivated since childhood. These are selected and sent to the frontline of the battlefield. Military college students do not need to directly participate in the battle. Most of them are adjutants to the generals, but Locke rarely requests to be sent to the front. He has seen corpses on the battlefield all over the field, and he has seen the army with banners and flags. Clash,
Three years of study at the Imperial Academy has given Locke the ability to be an excellent soldier. He has just completed his graduation training and has been recommended and affirmed by a very famous general in the Eastern Army. So Only then did he have the decision to directly sign up as an officer of the Imperial Guard,
If all goes well, the letter of recommendation from the general who was once in charge of the Imperial Guard should be enough to open a door of glory for himself,
The only thing that worries Locke is his blood. He comes from the remote northwest, an uncivilized area in the eyes of Kyoto people. Although he has always regarded himself as a dìdū person, there is an unavoidable fact, half of his body. The blood of the northwestern barbarians is a stain that will never fade
"Uh, aren't you the eldest son of the Duke of Northwest Rhosend?" The young emperor put down the scroll in his hand, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he recovered his peace.
"I have never regarded that uncivilized barbarian as a father" Locke lowered his head, his face sighed and replied word by word, "In my eyes, there is only your Majesty, only the empire, only Kyoto!"
"But, if the empire needs you to return to the northwest," the young emperor looked at the young college student and said word by word, "You should have also heard about the northwest. There is a crisis that makes the empire feel crisis." The root cause, a lot of evidence shows that the Slavs who occupied the north came from the northwest. The empire can no longer let this situation go on. The empire needs a trustworthy person to go to the northwest to cut the root of the turmoil from the root cause. You are willing to serve. Is this responsibility?"
"This..." Locke lowered his head and did not dare to lift it up. Returning to the northwest was the last thing he wanted to face a nightmare in his heart
"If this is done, you will become the first northwest commander of the empire. This can show your ambitions better than being an officer of the Imperial Guard!" The young emperor looked at the hesitant young academy. Throw a bait that he can't refuse. "This time, there are five thousand Janissaries with you. Someone will preside over this matter. You only need to cooperate!"
Footsteps sounded at the door, and Locke looked back from the window. The memory was interrupted. A Janitor officer walked in from the outside. He was slender and girl-like, gentle and delicate, with a slight temperament. Outstanding "My Lord, the Duke of Dunkirk has arrived in Kromdor"
"Where is the northwest coast? Is there still no movement?"
Duke Locke turned his head, frowned slightly, and said, "The calm response of the northwest coast is like a high-hanging hammer, which always makes people uneasy. That is 200,000 northwestern jīng sharp, two This time the war that determined the fate of the Northwest was the protagonist of the Northwest Coast. All our previous arrangements were designed to arouse the contending heart of the Northwest Coast. But who knows if the other party doesn’t know whether it’s the old cunning or not at all In my eyes, I just ignored it "
"Hehe, I came here because of this. You look at the Vijaya Falcon too highly. "The guard officer sneered." I just received a secret report from the Secretary of the Interior. In the queue of the Duke of Dunkirk, there was a person whose figure was very similar to the figure of the Vicia Falcon, and this person was very arrogant and rode in the same carriage with the Duke of Dunker.
It’s really interesting to talk about it. This Vickia Falcon seems to be hiding in the Duke of Dunkirk’s motorcade and intends to come in. Is he so naive~IndoMTL.com~ I really think our eyes are blind ? Nothing to guard against the people on the northwest coast? If it were me, I would never use such a self-righteous approach! "
"What you said is true? Has it been determined? In that case, what are we waiting for here? Send out the army to catch this scourge immediately!"
Hearing what the guard officer said, Locke stood up with excitement, his eyes flickered, and finally came, isn't all his efforts to catch the largest fish in the northwest? Grasping the Vicia Falcon is equivalent to grabbing the lifeblood of the Northwest.
"What anxiously, this big fat fish has not yet fully entered the net! And there is news of the existence of our Janitor in the capital of Rusend, and it cannot be revealed now that "the young Janitor officer obviously has a higher identity than Locke. , So there was a commanding feeling in his tone, and a chill flashed in his eyes"
"Then we are now..." Locke was a bit at a loss for a while. At the same age, the identity of this Janissary Guard officer was not comparable to him, and he pushed the northwest coast into the Jedi step by step. Means, so that people like Locke who consider themselves geniuses can also be frightened.
"There is a kind of people who are born yīn planners." Looking at the other's graceful and elegant men's profile, Locke felt a heartbeat (an.)an. reading for no reason. )