One Thousand Two Hundred and Five Tit for Tat

In the distant territory of the Alan Hill Empire, in the 200-story Empire Headquarters building on the capital planet Alan Siris, the Prime Minister of the Alan Hill Empire, Des, is sitting next to Chris, looking at a group of ministers in front of him Swords were on the verge of breaking out, spitting at each other for the right to fight.

Beast Emperor Ericia held a large teacup with a pretense of elegance, gently blew the tea foam inside, and said: "This kind of thing should be left to us orcs! After all, we It's rude and barbaric, and barbaric people do barbaric things."

In fact, good tea leaves will not foam when soaked, but the orcs like the special tea with a strong taste. The taste is weird and there will be a lot of dregs floating on the water.

Ever since, the orcs learned the unique skill of blowing tea, which made Chris feel very interesting every time he watched it.

The orc general Famarus sitting next to the beast king Ericia nodded, and continued: "Your Majesty! Just leave this kind of thing to the orcs, and only 20,000 troops are needed... No ! 10,000! That's enough!"

His rough arms were pressed against the table, and even the chair specially made for the orcs seemed a little miniature behind him.

This is a standard orc general, and in terms of size, he is also one of the best orc generals. As long as he is given a long sword, he can even cut down an entire enemy phalanx.

After hearing what he said, the demon general Fan Kefaer who was sitting beside him sneered, and said, "Stop making trouble, compared with us, you are a group of pure dolls! Our demon clan is better! Believe me ! Can’t be wrong! We’re very experienced in this kind of thing!”

Although most of the demon clan belonged to second-class citizens, in order to better absorb and integrate, the empire still pardoned some demons' crimes, and finally let some demons enter the management of the empire.

And the Fan Kefar in front of him is one of the few demons with the highest status. He was born in a demon noble, not created by the origin of magic, but a native demon noble.

In the early years, because he was a native of the devil, he was not as reused as the original creations of magic such as Sarux, so he missed the invasion of Alan Siris.

Who would have thought that this would become his advantage instead. Although he has been stationed in the northern region, although his military achievements are not very outstanding, he has become the senior commander of the demon army today.

In addition to the demon princess Arecia, Van Kefar seems to have become the number one demon force above the imperial court.

Sitting next to him was the demon general Dolenotie. This general's resume is almost the same as that of Fan Kefar, but he is a veteran with rich experience and was born in a family of demon generals.

Because of the composition of demons, only advanced demons have the opportunity to learn, so the class of demons is very solidified, and there are very few senior officers who can be temporarily promoted.

This is also one of the main reasons why, after the demon army suffered heavy losses in Alan Siris, the combat effectiveness of the improvised troops declined so quickly.

Now the state of the demons has changed a lot. Many demons have learned some cultural knowledge, and the overall brutality has been weakened a lot.

However, now in order to fight for the right to participate in the war on Planet Hope 2, or in order to get a share of the subsequent development and rule, there is no other consideration at this time.

Ever since, the veteran Dolenotie followed suit and said: "The demon army is very suitable for this kind of cold weapon battle. It doesn't even need our main force to deploy. It only needs some demon dogs to wipe out those backward primitive tribes."

Hearing the word tribe, Famarus, the general of the orc tribe, raised his eyebrows. The orc tribe still has many tribal cultures. He felt that the other party was provoking the entire orc tribe.

Just as Famarus was about to stand up and argue with the other party, who was the real strong man, another voice sounded.

It was Farley, Admiral of the Ilan Hill Empire who spoke,

He is also a senior official of the elves in the empire, representing the overall interests of the elves.

He said slowly: "Just kidding, your experience is not the same as your majesty's request. What we want now is to conquer and absorb, not exterminate! We, the elves, are more suitable for this kind of thing! Trust me!"

Marian put his hands together and didn't speak. Now, as Chris' private minister, although he is an elf, he can no longer speak from the standpoint of the elves.

No way, he is now the number two figure in the Imperial Cosmos Army. As the commander-in-chief of the Cosmos Army, his position is higher than that of Bakarov and other generals, so he really cannot express his views.

At this time, Morakot, the dwarf general who likes machinery, rubbed his nose, and said in a naive voice: "Actually... there is no need to dispatch the main force at all, just leave it to the puppets to deal with it. They are not afraid of losses, even if we It doesn't matter if you lose more, it's just consumables anyway."

In his opinion, it is more interesting to let the machines fight anyway since they are going to fight. Anyway, the dwarves can't get the chance to go to the front line, so it's better for no one to come.

However, others did not agree with his words. Tu Ke, the commander of the First Fleet of the Space Force, who was sitting on the other side, quickly opened his mouth and denied solemnly: "Impossible! If this kind of thing is handed over to puppets, our combat capability will drop sharply." Yes! It is rare to encounter such a situation, I think it is more appropriate to dispatch the main force, and treat it as an exercise."

"The empire must maintain iron and blood, there is no doubt about it! I think that humans, as the main body of the empire, should participate in this operation!" Marshal Genesis, the commander-in-chief of the space army who had been sitting next to him and had been depressed for more than two years, fiddled with his hands In the water-based pen, shook his head and said.

With the continuous expansion of the size of the Space Force fleet, the current Genesis could hardly lead the fleet to wander around. He had no choice but to sit back in the office and deal with all kinds of general affairs every day, which was very boring.

"Ground operations must be handed over to the army! This is the scope of the army's responsibilities, and there is no room for negotiation!" Marshal Wagron, who was sitting opposite Des, said firmly at this time: "The space army should be used as a transport force this time. Assist in action! Otherwise, what should we do? Are you still planning to launch a nuclear bomb on Planet Hope 2?"

"If His Majesty gives orders, it's not impossible to launch a nuclear bomb." Lawns, who had been a marshal for two years, said tit-for-tat, refusing to budge.

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