Chapter 316 Lancelot

At the same time, in a magnificent hall of Silbero Naval Port, Lancelot, dressed as a marshal, sat on the seiko sofa in the center of the room, silently looking at the endless starry sky beyond the viewing window.

On the right side of Lancelot is a handsome Asian man with delicate skin like a woman. His name is Park Min Ho, a man who has no official title but makes both Governor Roger and Major General Ilktra fear him.

Not for anything else, just because this descendant of the Korean ethnic group can stay by Lancelot's side for more than a year without falling out of favor.

As the old saying goes, Ding Qipin, the prime minister's servant, if placed today, can become the imperial prime minister's servant, no less than one step to the sky, what town mayor, mayor, even if the governors and imperial nobles like Aldrich and Roger, meet After that, you must be respectful and obedient.

A fox pretends to be a tiger, and a dog takes advantage of others. This is vividly reflected in today's society.

A servant who sells his dignity and personality to please the dignitaries can do his best in front of the common people and kill them. This cannot but be called the tragedy of society and the retrogression of civilization.

For example, in Tang Fang's hometown, a second-tier city like Karonesberg, a driver of a bureau chief who is the size of a sesame mung bean and has no grades, in front of ordinary people, has a sense of superiority, bossing around like a powerful man.

Officials such as district mayors and mayors, ordinary civilians can see their "prestige" on the TV screen, not to mention ministers and governor-level figures. Showing up, walking on the catwalk, those scholars who write for the government to comfort the people and sing praises will put a halo of stalwarts on their fat heads, faces, and fat bodies.

This is true for the servants of the powerful class, let alone the confinement of such a noble as Lord Lancelot. The Young Duke loves the man in front of him who looks like a woman with long hair. It's so outrageous that even for general official business, he will ask for Park Min Ho's opinion before making a decision.

Just like now, there is no office furniture such as bookshelves, tables and chairs in this sightseeing hall dedicated to Lord Lancelot. There are no daily necessities such as cabinets and beds, only a million-dollar Seiko double sofa.

The glamorous maids with coffee pots, coffee cups, towels, and fruit plates stood around, while Park Min Ho shrank impatiently in the corner of the sofa and yawned.

Boom boom boom! There was a knock on the door outside.

Lancelot waved his hand indifferently, and the door slowly opened. Governor Roger and Rear Admiral Eliktra walked in slowly, and stood behind the Young Duke respectfully.

"How is the plan going?" Lancelot didn't turn his head.

"Everything is going well." There was no trace of sadness or joy on Electra's old face. It seems to be stating an insignificant matter: "According to the images sent back by the reconnaissance drone, no life reaction can be detected within 20KM around the research institute, and no signs of enemy land vehicles or aerial vehicles have been found in the area around Wendenbat. The rebels have been killed by the plasma beam."

"Well, there is nothing wrong with being careful, and continue to send drones to monitor the area. When the concentration of radiation weakens, we will immediately carry out finishing operations."

"Yes." Electra said respectfully, and after finishing speaking, he and Roger Flett turned and walked outside.

"Roger, it's time to test you. I don't need to teach you how to deal with the aftermath."

"This subordinate knows." Roger promised. Exit the door respectfully.

Lancelot's fingers lightly brushed Park Min Ho's cheek: "baby, your villa in Wendenbat was destroyed by me, so don't you have any complaints?"

Park Min Ho turned his head, a sunny and handsome smile appeared on his pink and tender face, and then he stuck out his tongue and licked Lancelot's finger: "Because I know you will make it up to me."

"Oh? You are really a roundworm in my stomach." Lancelot laughed loudly: "Bruno's Amy Island has a beautiful scenery, how about it, are you interested in staying there for a few days?"

Park Min Ho wrinkled his nose, and his handsome eyebrows were twisted into a line, like a shy and delicate beauty: "You know I don't like small islands in the sea, so I don't feel safe."

"Is that so. Then the golden coast of Orovia?"

"Well... okay." Park Min Ho nodded, the corners of his mouth curled up, his innocent smile was like the dawn after the rain and snow, shining so brightly that people couldn't keep their eyes open.

"To express my apologies, you choose the architect this time."

"Hehe. I've thought about it a long time ago, how about Kubo Adams?"

"Cooper Adams? The so-called master of Rococo architecture? Hmm... yes, it suits you very well..."

"That's right, you don't even look at who I am."

"Who are you? You are my baby..."

Lancelot and Park Min Ho, the two men were flirting with each other like no one else, as relaxed and happy as sitting on the beach admiring the sea view on a moonlit evening.

The devastated Wendenbat, the horrific charred corpses, the wailing of the bereaved... These, for the two, seemed as far away as a world apart.

The viewing window of the main hall faces Rector. In fact, there is only a thin line between hell and heaven.

In Lancelot's world, there is no right or wrong, justice or evil. Politics is like thinking, there is no absolute good, it varies from person to person, and there are common points.

Thought is to refresh a person's soul. If it is a bit vulgar, it is "spiritual" and everyone can play. Politics, however, is a game that only belongs to a small group of people, imposing their ideas on the heads of the vast majority.

In Monya, anyone who can be called a politician has the title of nobility, but not all nobles can become politicians.

Undoubtedly, as the heir of the Duke of Yadan, Lancelot is not only a qualified politician, but also a marshal who can command thousands of troops.

Those who can fight are generals, and those who can employ people are officials. Only those who have far-sightedness and great power in mind can be handsome and king.

Although Lancelot is only 42 years old, he is still a junior in the political arena of the empire, but this young eagle has already shown a bit of sophistication and maturity.

After receiving the contact from Wei Hongguang and Rear Admiral Barrett Gray, the deputy commander of the Kaleidoscope Fleet under Prince Walker, Lancelot did not hesitate to bid farewell to his friend Lord Dicano immediately. Take the "Horizon IV" fast shuttle back to the Megar star system.

He didn't go straight to Rector's Silbero military port, but sailed into Damenska military port outside Bruno through a secret channel, and then ordered his special envoys to return to Rector, where they met Roger? Felit and Ilikatra met and delivered combat orders face to face.

Lancelot was careful. From order transmission to task distribution, all are carried out in the most primitive way, and channels such as wireless and laser communication are strictly prohibited. In the correspondence with him, Wei Hongguang not only introduced the relationship between Tang Fang and Marion and others, but also provided information on his arms. The astonishing performances in a series of battles in Crotan were organized into video and data files and sent over.

The intelligence that Tang Fang was able to eavesdrop on the military satellite was provided by Joseph Mario, the general of Garcia's rebel army.

After returning to the Megar star system, through the Rector Navy, Lancelot learned of the war in the interior, combined with the information provided by Wei Hongguang, he discovered a situation. Combat units such as Goliath robots, vulture chariots, lurkers, etc. have never appeared on the Croatan battlefield. If these combat units had joined at that time, Aldrich's army would have been defeated faster. The losses of the West Asian rebel army will be even smaller.

And judging from the information provided by the Thunder Fleet, when he was on Star Nami, the types of combat units available to that kid were much less than during the Battle of Crotan.

It can be inferred from the above two points. The guy named Tang Fang, who is actually the army traitor Tang Yan, the fighting power in his hands will grow bigger and bigger like a snowball with time.

When he was in Croatan, he was able to beat the 20W Army of the Marquis of Kane to run away, and when he came to Rector, Roger Flett was devastated, and he almost led the government by the nose. If you can't take advantage of its weakness to kill it in the cradle, it's terrifying to think about how large the armed force controlled by the kid will develop in time.

For him now, it is not too much to say that the land is king. Each of the arms under his command has completely abused the same type of equipment from the empire. As smart as Lord Lancelot, he doesn't think his potential is limited to this. If he doesn't stop it, maybe a powerful enemy will appear in the empire one day.

This can also be proved from another aspect. Wei Hongguang kept saying that the kid was Crotan who left 3-4 weeks ago. Excluding the time-consuming voyage, it should be not long after arriving in Rector. But why... why did the Syrbes Starport record that he entered the country more than a month ago?

You must know that before Marion captured the Harto Starport, they simply had no ability to break through the warp speed interception net around Crotan Star. Moreover, it is only a month since the end of the Battle of the Crotan North Pole Missile Base, unless That kid possesses the magic of splitting body, otherwise, there is only one possibility for this situation to occur, and that is that he has mastered the warp speed navigation technology that far surpasses the level of human technology.

Considering those golden armor warriors, and the four-legged machinery that can penetrate the deck of the Skydplatney-class space carrier in one shot, and what happened on Nami. Lancelot concluded that Tang Fang must have obtained some kind of super Ipsilon technology.

It can be seen from the "knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger" operation launched by Roger Fellett that the difficulty of capturing him alive is no less than climbing to the sky. Furthermore, Faraday, Timothy and others are still in his hands, and the government has no choice but to drag it on forever.

Lancelot is no more farsighted, insightful and courageous than Roger Fellett, Electra and others. On the day I returned to Bruno, I got in touch with the 13th prince, Halifax Stuart, and told about Tang Fang's progress in the series of battles of Namistar-Crotan-Rector, as well as his guesses. Describe it again.

As the prince of the empire, Halifax was also a person valued by Kirkcraft I, so he was very unusual. He is very interested in Tang Fang. Those powerful units and the technology that has surpassed the empire for a hundred years all make him salivate. However, he is also very clear in his heart that if he can't kill with one blow and kill this seed with enough potential to grow into a towering tree at the budding stage, once he grows up, the empire will add a big enemy, even bigger than Charles. A more formidable foe of the Federation.

Therefore, Faraday, Timothy and others were abandoned by him without any accident, and Lancelot was allowed to launch a fatal blow to the Institute.

Lancelot is a very proud person, no matter what he does, he will not allow himself to fail. Like launching a surprise attack on the institute this time, to make sure things go well. In addition to the space-based plasma cannon, he actually dropped more than 600 nuclear bombs, not hesitating to bury the entire Wendenbat, in order to achieve a one-shot kill.

Lord Lord believes in a word, the lion must use all his strength to fight the rabbit. Long-term political experience told him that leaving a way for the enemy to retreat is tantamount to putting himself in a dead end. What will happen to Wendenbat, how many people will die, this is not within his scope of consideration, the important thing is that guy named Tang Fang, him. Must die!

civilian? What are common people? They are just a group of domestic animals dressed in human skin. Except that they are similar to him and some of them can bring him pleasure, they are no different from ordinary pigs, cows, chickens and sheep. It's nothing to die a million, as long as he, Lancelot, opens his mouth. Start writing, change the birth policy, for example, exempt from military service if you have more children, reduce taxes, and hire a few famous so-called scholars to publish some sensational articles. The population thing is rising like a rocket.

Now is not the era when we could not have enough food and clothing, with today's medical level. Once born, few of them die prematurely. After more than ten years, they can be slaughtered like meat, beef and pigs.

human rights? life? This is simply a joke, just a lie used by some rebel leaders to confuse the people. In Monya, all commoners are the private property of the nobles, livestock raised in pigpens.

Besides, most people would never know the truth about what happened to Wendenbat. The news media, computer networks, newspapers and booksellers, etc., all the channels through which ordinary people can learn about the world are under the control of the government, the initiator of the Wendenbat tragedy. He is who Lord Lancelot says he is!

On the international network? That is simply a joke. Under the control of the information department, civilians have no access to any news that is not conducive to the government. And the TV media is basically the mouthpiece of the government. As for newspaper booksellers? Strict censorship will weed out all inappropriate speech. Therefore, they can listen to whatever the government wants them to hear, and they can think whatever the government wants them to think.

Just like this nuclear explosion, until tomorrow, Roger Fellett will come to Wendenbaat in person, bring a large number of medical personnel and reporters, treat the wounded and sick as much as possible, give them the best medical conditions, and the most generous Pension policy, of course, for those guys whose whole family is dead, the theory of pension is naturally out of the question.

Then, the reporters would record the tragic images, edit them into documentaries, and bombard the people on the major TV stations in Monya in a loop, so as to manipulate their thoughts and incite hatred, making them hate the Garcia rebels to the bone.

As for him, Lancelot Ferguson, Roger Felicity... These nobles who are sympathetic to the common people have been recorded in the annals of history and enjoy the admiration of the people.

Even if a few people doubt it, so what? People who are jumping around are thrown to prison for decades, or let them be "surprised". The circumstances are not so serious, and they will be charged with spreading rumors for ten days and a half months, half a year or a year, or they will "talk about their hearts and intercede" in the situation, and then let them do a self-criticism in front of the public and admit that they are It is for money, fame and other ulterior motives to spread nonsense and create troubles. In this way, people will be more ruthless to those rebels and regard the name "Tang Fang" as a scourge.

A lie, if you tell it once, no one will believe it, if you tell it thousands of times, for ten or twenty years, it will become the truth. When this generation grows old and the younger generation grows up, they have been instilled with national hatred and narrow "patriotism" since they were young, and they will blame the Garcia rebels for this.

The names of Tang Fang, Marion, and Bill, the leaders of the rebel army, will be engraved on the rack of shame and cast aside.

There is a saying that history is always written by the victors, and social consciousness is always manipulated by those in power.

Taking a step back, even if the people in Marion can prove that the Wendenbat tragedy was done by the government and hand it over to the top leaders of the Charles Federation to attack Monya at an international conference, so what?

His Majesty the Emperor Kirklaf issued a divine verdict on the planet Sosya, killing almost half of the planet's residents. What can the heads of other countries do? It's just cursing and swearing, and a few symbolic condemnations.

If it were in the past, in the era of the earth, using nuclear weapons to wipe out millions of people would definitely be brought to the international court for crimes against humanity, but now...there are trillions of human beings in the universe, and one living planet is only It is equivalent to a county town in the era of the earth. Mengya alone has more than a thousand star systems, nearly 4000 inhabited stars, and the city of Wendenbat is just a drop in the ocean.

What is a population of tens of millions! To him, Lancelot, this was just a number. Killing Tang Fang is equivalent to getting rid of a great enemy of the empire. Even if His Majesty does not reward him, he will never blame him. Of course, we must plan for the worst in everything. If there is too much pressure from international public opinion, His Majesty the Emperor will have to make a symbolic punishment for the purpose of forming an alliance with a country or armistice. He Lancelot has also found Well scapegoat.

The former head of the Rector Capital Military District, the third-class Viscount of the Empire, and a Brigadier General, such a person is important enough.

In the previous "Evacuation of the Nobility", Roger Felicity took care of almost all the nobles, but left the Taylor family alone. Today, Dunbar Taylor, who is under house arrest in the Capital Military Region, can be said to be a loner.

Regardless of whether this is the retreat that the clever Viscount Roger has reserved for his immediate superior; or Kunna Austin's pillow wind, the governor's political tricks; Lancelot will not pursue it anymore, Yadan On the Duke's side, he will personally say hello, after all, Dunbar? Taylor still has some merits. Choosing between his own son and a brigadier general, even a scumbag with an IQ of only 5 knows what the result will be.

Tomorrow, the thirteenth prince will be charged. If it goes well, His Highness Halifax will definitely report this matter to His Majesty the Emperor. With such credit, under the care of Kirkcraft I, his Lancelot's influence in the aristocratic circle will inevitably increase, and his father must also be honored.

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