One Thousand One Hundred and Twenty-Four Sacrifices and Compensation

When Chris appeared in everyone's eyes again, he couldn't hide the murderous intent in his eyes.

"Long live my emperor!" In the spacious conference hall, everyone stood up straight. Each of these Elan Hill generals who guarded one side is full of admiration for his majesty the emperor.

Together, these people greeted His Majesty the Emperor with unproficient divine language, which made Chris feel a little awkward for a while.

Yes, he is used to the language here and the life here. He never thought that one day, in this world, he would hear those familiar voices.

Therefore, when Modler, Bourgeois, Wilkes, Lester, Walter and other subordinates held their heads up, wearing straight military uniforms, with gold and silver medals on their chests, they shouted "My Emperor" in Chinese. At the time of Long Live, the murderous aura on Chris seemed to be a little less.

Gurlo's departure made Chris full of sadness, and he really hated this feeling, this feeling of loss.

No one likes to lose, and as a man who lost everything and got more back, Chris is greedy.

He greedily wants to control everything, even reverse the inevitability of life. He greedily wants to occupy everything, even time.

This is His Majesty the Emperor of the Alan Hill Empire. Although he commands thousands of troops and has hundreds of millions of people under his command, he is still a person, an ordinary person full of desire and unwillingness.

Chris has no shame in giving up things like humanity. He disdains to do such things that deviate from the essence of life, he prefers to enjoy life, sit on beauties, and control the world.

"Sit down!" Chris waved his hand lightly, making his subordinates more relaxed.

This was the first time he had met so many generals at the front level at the same time, so even though Chris felt that this was not a formal meeting, many people were still very cautious.

"Luther! Pour a glass for my generals... let's use the ten-year elf month berry wine." Chris ordered, and then sat down on the first seat.

Andrea is dressed casually, and even feels a little homely. It was a deliberate look she had chosen because she felt she wanted to avoid looking too prominent in front of Chris's men.

After all, these big officials in the frontier are sensitive and smart. If she shows herself too much, it will leave these generals with the feeling that she is overwhelming.

this feels bad,

It will make these generals vigilant. They will use various methods to remind their emperor that the elves may have disobedience.

Up to now, any small signal may be infinitely amplified. The Alan Hill Empire is no longer an inheritance. Its family has a big business, and it can no longer be described by the word inheritance.

"I took a rest yesterday and the day before yesterday, and adjusted my state." Chris explained to his generals why he had not summoned them for a long time.

Then he continued to ask: "In Yuesiris, do you still have the habit of living?"

This question is worthy of everyone's deep thinking. After all, everyone used to be a feudal official on the side of Mushou who controlled hundreds of thousands or even millions of troops.

Now at this time, they are all deprived of the power to command the army, and they are idle in Yuesiris, doing nothing every day.

But now that His Majesty the Emperor asked this question, he still couldn't show his desire for power and desire to command the army. Because it is necessary to avoid the suspicion of His Majesty the Emperor.

However, if he behaved too calmly, His Majesty the Emperor would feel that he had no ambitions and could easily be robbed of a better position by his colleagues.

Especially Modler, who has been sitting on the bench for many years, if he misses the opportunity again, he might spend his whole life on Moon Sirius.

"I still hope that I can fight in all directions for His Majesty and guard the frontier." After thinking about it, Modler still decided that he should fight for a position that is easier to make contributions to.

For him, even being the captain of a space destroyer under Genesis is much better than staying in Yuesiris and serving as the commander of the garrison.

Chris didn't mean to hide everything, he still has a boundless universe to conquer. He didn't want his generals to die in depression, and then he would be like Liu Bang, humming the pop music of "Andre Warriors Guarding the Quartet" to express his loneliness and loneliness.

He even hopes to learn from Zhao Kuangyin. When he is successful, he can have a drink with his old friends, brag about X, recall the past years, and study those shitty things after eating and drinking.

"What about you? You all think so?" Chris looked at Bourgeois, Wilkes, Lester, and Walter.

"We...well, Your Majesty, we think the same way." Modler raised his head, and Wilkes felt that if he was still twitching at this time, he might really have to stay in Moon Siris the rest of my life.

Several people nodded. They all agreed with Modler's opinion. They want to fight and leave their names in this great era.

"I'm very pleased that you can think so." Chris finally nodded, letting his confidantes and generals feel relieved.

"The war in front of us may be coming to an end, but in the future, there are still countless wars waiting for us in the universe. I hope you can follow me and continue to fight for this empire!" He stood up as he spoke. Come, take a glass from the wine glass that Luther brought over.

All the generals also held up a wine glass, and slightly raised it at Chris's initiative: "Your Majesty!"

"Respect Alan Hill!" Chris drank it down, and all the generals also drank up the precious fruit wine in their cups.

"We have wasted too much time by the war in the devil world. I will end this war in the near future and stabilize my rear." Chris talked about his plan after drinking.

"The empire will expand state-owned assets as soon as possible. In future wars, relying on those vacillating capitalists will not achieve great things." He put the wine glass back on the tray in Luther's hand: "Your family also has some assets , let them deal with it as soon as possible, and don't cause any unpleasant things because of a little profit."

"Yes! Your Majesty, we will notify our family when we go back and dispose of all the assets in our hands." Several generals lowered their heads slightly and promised.

"Don't let you take it for nothing! Later, I will find a rich planet to reward you and make you rich." Chris generously promised.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" The faces of several people became more natural, and they all thanked: "I am willing to die for Your Majesty!"

Please remember the first domain name of this book: . 4 Novels.com mobile version reading website: