Chapter 834 The Destruction of the Empire (1/2)

The field man followed General McClun until he reached the deepest part of the military camp.

Along the way, he carefully observed the deployment of the military camp, and the more he observed, the more frightened he became.

I saw only 100mm field guns placed under the camouflage net. In addition, there were 380mm warship gadgets that were also pushed ashore on caterpillar tracks.

In addition, there are also some strange-looking steel machines, some of which look like vehicles for transporting supplies, and others that are used for air defense and support.

It was different from when I was in Luoxia Province.

At that time, due to the long logistics supply line, the 100,000 troops of the eastward expansion faction were in urgent need of ammunition.

But things are different here.

Not only had they prepared sufficient ammunition, they had even prepared the consumption required for the entire war.

To be honest, it doesn’t seem like so many supplies can be mobilized temporarily...

While the field men were looking around, General McClung stopped in front of a gray camouflage tent, nodded to the guard at the door, and then walked in through the drawn curtain.

The warlord quickly followed behind him and got into the spacious tent.

McClun picked up the kettle and poured a cup of tea for the two of them. Then he sat down at the table and made a gesture of invitation.

"sit down."

Warfield nodded and sat down opposite him, wondering what McClun was going to say to him.

However, what he didn't expect was that McClun didn't say anything. He just took a sip of tea and asked him first.

"What do you think of this place?"

The warlord was stunned for a moment and said in confusion.

"May I ask what the general is asking about?"

McClun said casually.

"In all aspects, just talk about your views on the deployment situation here."

Just say it casually?

The warlord was most afraid of hearing the word "whatever", but he still said it bravely.

"There's a lot of equipment stored here... I'm afraid it will take more than one or two battles."

After a pause, he suddenly had an idea and said again.

"It's exactly the same as our frontline in Luoxia Province!"

McClun's lips curled into a smile and he nodded approvingly.

"Yes, your observation skills have not deteriorated."

What kind of observation does this require...

Isn't it just something obvious?

The warlord smiled, resisting the desire to complain, and then frowned and asked.

"What does the Southern Army want to do?"

McClung said with a smile.

"It's obvious what they want to do. Can't you see it even though you're here?"

really.

What they wanted to do was already written on the faces of the soldiers at the port.

They are nothing more than the Xilan people who killed all the dogs!

War mobilization is saved.

As a foreigner, it is difficult for the Warlander to empathize with them, but it is precisely because of this that he can think calmly.

"I actually don't quite understand...why the civil service group would cooperate with them to do this kind of thing. Even if the legion gets a large piece of land, the civil service authority of Triumph City will be wiped out, and the only sphere of influence will be taken away. This is really in line with them. benefits?"

McClun said with a faint smile.

"It's good that you can take into account the different interests and demands of the various factions within the legion. Most foreigners... and even the Velant people themselves, many people misunderstand this huge political entity as a kind of mother's nest with one heart. But it’s not enough to just know the different interests demands of each faction, you also have to analyze what they do to achieve their demands.”

Seeing that McClun looked like he had something to say, the warlord immediately gave him the chance to show off and said calmly.

"Please give me some advice, General!"

McClung didn't go around in circles and went straight to the point, starting from the origin of the matter.

"...The civil service group has always complained about the empire's weakness in various matters, which you should be well aware of."

"Duke Galawa's various performances at the Council meeting made us as allies very passive. Captain Benoit expressed his dissatisfaction with him more than once. How can such a idiot be placed in such an important position? You can imagine the extent of Wu Tuo's incompetence. That guy may have a way of doing checks and balances, but the trick of 'if there is too much noodles, add water, if there is too much water, add noodles' only applies to the feudal dynasty."

The warlord nodded.

"Indeed... Duke Galava has offended almost everyone he can offend in the Community."

"Diplomacy is only one aspect, not to mention the economy and industry. The little wealth we worked hard to help them accumulate ended up being cheaper for the alliance's younger brothers. All the steel and cement we helped them produce were shipped to the rebels. "... We actually all see it, but it's useless to be anxious. That Wutuo is like a deaf-mute, still imagining that a piece of technology or a battleship can make the empire better."

McClun smiled and continued.

"So the civil servant group came up with the idea that it would be great if the empire could change to another emperor."

"A tougher emperor would be best able to inject some militaristic ideas into the feudal empire, so that the empire can be of some use. The new empire does not need to be strong, it just needs to be like a ferocious wolf. In our case Just show your fangs when necessary.”

"It's easy to achieve this. The wolves who have lived and died for the empire have accumulated a lot of dissatisfaction. Their children bleed for the empire on the front line, but the empire never cares about their life and death. They are like a rag that bears all the burdens. Dirt, and then thrown to West Sail Harbor to squeeze out the last bit of value.”

"I am the instructor of many wolf officers, and I can feel their inner struggles. They are actually more eager to promote change than those pen writers who wrote "Red Earth", and they do have power that those pen writers do not have."

"What they lack is just a start-up capital to start a business. This thing is easy to handle, just ask the Eastern Legion to borrow it. They are good at using other people's money to do their own things, just like they borrowed me here to be an instructor. "

"...You mean, this is the civil service group..." The warrior wanted to use the word conspiracy, but when the words came to his lips, he remembered that this was not a forum. The person standing in front of him was the captain of the legion, so he added Shut your mouth.

McClun obviously saw what he wanted to say and just smiled lightly.

"When I was captured by the Alliance, I learned a word, or a slang, which is called the mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole behind."

The warlord reacted suddenly, but his voice lowered unconsciously.

"You're saying... that the Southern Army took advantage of the civilian group's layout?"

"clever."

McClun nodded approvingly and continued in a slow voice.

"If my guess is correct, the plan of the civilian group should be to have the retired Gray Wolf Army officers and soldiers launch a coup. While the Gray Wolf Army is on the front line, they can quickly seize Tiandu and establish a militaristic regime."

"In this way, the legion will change from four to five, and the fifth legion, which is formed by the Borneo people and controlled by the civil service group, will not be bound by the ancient contract and will be able to advance and retreat as a local force in the wasteland. Shou."

"They are playing a trick, and the company happens to be the best at appeasement and deceiving itself, so it will definitely not interfere in this matter. The only variable is the alliance, but the alliance can't actually do anything. After all, the Legion does not have a military presence in the eastern region. , it’s just that this vassal is a little bigger.”

"Everything is within the allowable range of the rules. We did not cross the red line, we just rubbed on the edge of the red line."

The warlord looked at him with his eyes open, surprise written all over his face.

Before coming here, Benoit told him that they were set up by his allies, but he didn't go into such detail.

At that time, he thought that "ally" referred to the Empire, and after a long time he thought it referred to the Southern Army.

Looking at the surprised pangolin, McClun smiled lightly and continued.

"However, not everyone is content to just sit back and not get in. Some guys who are ready to make moves not only take advantage of the layout of the civil service group, but also add their own chips to the originally balanced scale."

"Everyone who should have been evacuated was evacuated, and the uprising happened as expected. However, the person in charge was a guy named Janusz, an obvious scapegoat."

"Then the fire rushed into the sky, and it was more fierce than anyone expected. The liquidation of the empire completely turned into a liquidation of the empire and the Wealant people, and more than three thousand Wealand civilians were burned to death. . Now even the civil servants themselves don’t dare to boast that this is their work, they can only pretend to be deaf and try to put out the fire.”

Warlander couldn't help but ask.

"...Does this do any good to the Southern Army?"

McClun glanced in the direction of the camp entrance and said with a faint smile.

"The good thing is what you see out there, they can continue to expand very quickly."

"And once the war starts, the war will not only burn in Borneo Province, but our vassals in Luoxia Province will also be involved. With the current national strength of the Falcon Kingdom, I am afraid that it will be penetrated by the honey badger next to it in an instant. Well, as long as the alliance is willing to help them."

Warlander asked in a deep voice.

"Do you want this war to begin?"

McClun did not answer the question directly, but poured himself another cup of tea and asked casually.

"What do you think?"

Warlander said matter-of-factly.

"I think you told me this because you don't want this fire to continue to burn."

"You are very smart."

McClun's face once again showed an expression of approval. He took a sip of hot tea, moistened his throat and continued.

"I can tell you that this fire is indeed somewhat beneficial to me personally, but it may not be good if it continues to burn. This is true for both me and the Eastern Legion."

Warlander is no nonsense and straight to the point.

"So what can I do to stop this fire?"

McClun waved, motioning for him to come closer, and then said in a very soft voice.

"Some people in the Heavenly King's Army betrayed the people who originally funded them, or to be more accurate, the people in the Southern Army gave them more benefits and promises... These people will be very sensitive to the envoys of the civilian group, I believe Benoit must have warned you about the people you should pay attention to when you go to Tiandu."

Warlander nodded seriously.

"That man's name is Abu Saik, and he seems to have been granted the title of Grand Duke of Shizhou by that heavenly king——"

"Shh." McClung made a silencing gesture, lowered his voice and continued, "I don't care what the name of that person or those people is, and I'm not interested. Just remember it. When you get there, you have to First, show Janusz’s stance on peace talks and declare that he is here on behalf of Triumph City.”

"I bet that no matter how tough Janusz looks on his face, he must be happy in his heart. That man is not stupid. He knows that it is impossible to defeat the legion with his own strength. Whether he joins the legion or the alliance, he must It's easy to find a way out for yourself. It's easy to deal with those who were killed. Just put all the blame on those who have been liquidated. 80,000 lives in exchange for 3,000 lives is enough... ...But there is a prerequisite for all this, and that is whether the Legion acknowledges the 'account' he gave."

"You have to make him believe that the Legion has the intention to accept this confession, but 80,000 lives are not enough, and the Lion State must be sacrificed as compensation."

The Warlander looked at McClun in confusion.

"That's the fiefdom of Absaek. You want to stir up internal conflicts among them..."

McClun shook his head and nodded again.

"It doesn't matter who owns the fiefdom. What's important is that the conditions you put forward must make those guys who cooperate with the Southern Legion wake up. At most, the civilian group just wants to change allies, and what the Southern Legion wants is the land in their hands. Those guys will never He will fulfill his promise and will not even mind leaving them behind and working with Janusz instead.”

"In this way, they will feel fear and anxiety in their hearts. After all, they have killed so many Wilantes. If the Southern Army does not fulfill its promise, they will be buried in the ground like clowns... And as long as these people are afraid, they will We will try to ask for more promises and things that can guarantee these promises from the Southern Army, and we will even be unable to hold back and take action. "At this time, our opportunity comes."

There was a ray of light in the warlord's eyes.

"You want me to find evidence that the Confederate Army was involved?"

McClun nodded.

"Yes, but evidence alone is not enough. It's easy to deny and sever ties. Just one Griffin is dead. You have to find a way from the outside, such as leaking it to the Alliance. The Alliance has warships and In the relationship between companies and colleges, only if they intervene can the madman who plays with fire stay calm...at least consider the consequences of ending up personally. "

The Warlander looked at McClun in surprise, not expecting such a sentence to come out of his mouth.

Use the Union to counterbalance the Confederate Army.

Is this what he should say based on his identity? !

"Ah this..."

Looking at the wide-eyed pangolin, General McClung thought he was shocked by his "betrayal."

But he didn't explain, he just leaned on the chair and crossed his legs on his knees.

"I don't think this is a betrayal, it's about stopping a group of careerists from pulling us into an abyss that we can't see the bottom of."

"Although I don't seem to have the position to say this... but if you believe me, then do as I say."

…

The night in Sisail Harbor was quiet, and the Southern Army was preparing intensively for a full-scale invasion of Borneo. The fuse attached to the larger powder barrel seemed to have begun to burn.

The next morning.

Another passenger ship docked at the port of West Sail Port.

The blood stains and corpses on the port have been cleared away, but the traces of artillery fire still remain.

Some people knelt on the deck, and some cried uncontrollably.

They are all family members of the victims...

Looking at the messy port, Penny, who was standing on the deck, couldn't help but cover her mouth, and her shoulders couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"……unacceptable."

I heard that only some children survived by being taken in by the Silver Moon Church.

And those who did not survive were all tortured and died in despair in humiliation...

At this moment, Penny suddenly remembered that her father had previously urged her to go home, or at least go to Evernight Harbor to find her uncle Ross first.

And not long after that, the Governor's Mansion in West Sail Port released news that a large number of arms sold by the pound were waiting to be purchased on the Death Coast...first come, first served.

Her eyes suddenly widened, and her grief-stricken eyes reflected an incredible light.

A terrifying possibility suddenly came to her mind.

That was her instinct as a journalist.

Could it be the father...

…

The people on the ship looked at the port, and the people in the port looked at the people on the ship.

The [Fighting Wolf] carrying the bag was silent for a long time, and then suddenly spoke.

"I suddenly felt that the Legion wasn't that good either."

They were about to leave for Tiandu, and they had just returned to Arman's ship to pack their luggage.

The shit-stirring stick looked at this guy strangely, and put his hand on his shoulder with a playful smile.

"Brother, tell me, when did you have the illusion that they were good?"

Old Wolf glanced at him sideways, then looked at the passenger ship and the people on the deck.

"I don't know, maybe it's intuition... I feel like they treat their own people pretty well."

The shit-stirring stick continued with a playful smile.

"This is good, in what specific aspect is it reflected? Is it the B-cup valiant men in the Triumph newspaper, or are they using thick and large calibers to avenge their dead compatriots? I'll tell you the truth, no matter how loud the cannon fires, Can the dead come back to life? In my opinion, it is better to burn paper money, which can at least make them live more comfortably underground. "

The Wilant officers who stayed in the alliance burned paper for the dead expeditionary force soldiers.

I don’t know who taught them.

The old wolf argued bravely.

"But at least I got my revenge."

As if he saw something very interesting, the old stick said with a smile.

"Really or not? I thought the enemy was in Tiandu, but it turns out he is still in Xifan Port."

"But if you have to tell me, where does the hatred come from? Not all clones died in the craters outside the Great Rift Valley. Those poor guys also had their own parents or children, but they didn't even collect their bodies. There are no people there, only a group of scavengers rummaging through them. Is this a guy who treats his compatriots as human beings? There aren’t many more people dead there than here!”

The old wolf was speechless for a moment.

He wanted to say that those who died were soldiers, which was different from the civilians who died here, but he couldn't tell the essential difference between them.

They all seemed like bets.

Although they are playing different games, they are all betting on an almost impossible victory.

If they win, their sacrifice will be valuable, but he can't tell what this so-called value is.

Isn't there enough land for the Legion?

However, they are still very far away from their utopia.

As for the Great Crusade, they certainly won.

In the "Triumph", the Alliance and the Desert Countries, which had not lost an inch of territory, suffered a bitter defeat and relied on the mediation of enterprises and colleges to survive.

The Great Rift Valley was cowering in the Holy Shield and did not dare to move, and did not even participate in the negotiations...

"Militarism and racism, the debuff stack is already full, so why not leave it alone? If you don't have a wife, you still have a wife pie. In addition to knowing how to 'one gram', these guys are the most ruthless to their own people. These are the guys." The old stick continued to hit the target, laughing at the speechless old wolf.

Not wanting the two of them to quarrel again, Yingying hurriedly coughed to break up the fight.

"Okay, stop talking about these useless things and go elsewhere for cosplay... As for whether the Legion is good or not, just ask Vanus. He is a military noble after all."

The old wolf nodded seriously.

"...I'll pay him a visit when I get back to Dawn City."

Eagle sighed, squinted at the port, and then at the nearby city.

"We'll talk about the next thing later. Let's think about how to complete this dog day's mission first."

The catheter dog couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Can you please stop talking like a dog all day? I'm the one who talks the least."

The shit-stirring stick said with a playful smile.

"But you talk a lot of nonsense!"

Catheter Dog: “x-on:#% x-on:!”

Seeing the two people arguing again, Yingying couldn't help but hold his forehead. Just as he was about to say something, the friendly hometown dialect suddenly came from the side.

"Oh, what a coincidence, you are here to do a mission too?"

The four of them turned around and saw a player without a VM standing there.

"Fuck!"

"Boss!!!"

"pangolin!"

Seeing the boss standing in front of them, the four newbies suddenly showed excited expressions on their faces.

Especially the eagle.

Alliance double agent pangolin!

With this big boss here, this mission is completed!

He no longer wanted to use his brain and was ready to lie down.

Looking at this group of energetic newcomers, Warfield Man made a helpless smile.

Just because of the joke those idiots made that day, his nickname is already more famous than his ID.

"It's better if you don't act too close to me... Let me ask you for help."

Eagle's expression immediately became serious, making an expression of hatred, and whispered through gritted teeth.

"I understand, brother... we are enemies. By the way, I didn't see you coming on the forum?"

The warlord didn't act so realistically, he just turned into a poker face as usual, shrugged his shoulders and said softly.

"The forum is so big, it's normal for posts to be flooded. I just sent you a private message on the forum, but you didn't reply, so I came online."

The shit-stirring stick suggested.

"...This is not the place to talk. How about we go offline to communicate?"

Warlander whispered.

"Stop communicating. Come with me to Tiandu... Well, I am the envoy of the legion. You can act like an alliance member. We will find someone after we go to Tiandu."

Catheter Dog said excitedly.

"I understand! We want to find that undercover agent, right?"

Undercover?

What undercover?

That Absek?

The warlord was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"Yes, I'm an undercover agent... Good guys, have you accepted the mission? It's easy to do. Let's go directly."

Old Wolf asked worriedly.

"If we act together, will Wang Jun think we have reached an agreement that day?"

Warlander smiled and said.

"That doesn't matter, let them misunderstand. It will also be good for what we want to do."

Just as the five people were discussing their next itinerary, the news that Tiandu City had been destroyed finally spread throughout Borneo Province.

King Janusz declares his accession to the throne! Title the Janusz dynasty! And he sealed thirteen wolf clan kings at once!

Not only that, but a series of gossips also spread out of Tiandu, such as the atrocities committed by the Tianwang Army in the city.

The whole empire was in an uproar.

Upon hearing that his harem had been occupied, Wu Tuo, who was holding a banquet on the ship, turned black on the spot, could not breathe, and fell straight into the arms of the old ministers.

"Your Majesty fainted!"

"Quick! Call the doctor!"

"Why do you call me a royal doctor?! You losers are going to piss me off. Hurry up and take me to the hospital!"

The deck of the royal merchant ship was in chaos.

Seeing that the banquet could no longer go on, the remaining nobles who were halfway through the meal hurriedly pulled out the plastic bags and put the messy cups and plates into the bags, regardless of the emperor.

And it comes with the utensils.

The situation at the scene was in chaos, and no one cared about them fishing in troubled waters.

However, their panicked looks gave the people on the other side a bit of comedy...

It's much more than just a boat on the ever-flowing river that's caught up in the chaos.

There is also the Lowell State, which is very close, the Tiger State and the Leopard State, which are not too far away, and even the Mazhou State, which is right next to the Mammoth State.

The warlord of the Tiger Army was the first to send a telegram, denounced the barbaric acts committed by the Heavenly King's Army, and stated that he would never admit that a dirty hyena was riding on the head of the Tiger tribe.

Although the Black Panther Army, which was busy making a fortune, was a little slow to respond, it still sent a telegram to Tiandu in time, denounced the rebels for their treacherous acts, expressed their firm support for His Majesty the Emperor and the Xilan Dynasty, and then sent a message to Tiandu. Jingallang Port means that if the emperor doesn't know where to go, he can come and stay in Baozhou if he doesn't mind.

In addition, the Black Panther Army also electrified the Tiger Army and agreed that the two armies would protect each other.

If either side is attacked by the Heavenly King's army or legions, the other side will also send troops to resist.

Obviously there are smart people under the two warlords, and they have even considered the situation of the legions sending troops.

Except for the tougher Panthers and Tigers, the bones of several other states are not so tough.

For example, the three northern states.

The Central Xiang State, the Southern Snake State, and the Western Lion State, Niu State, and Wolf State have all faintly given up resistance.

In fact, there is no way to resist.

Relying on the little fighting power of the city defense army, I'm afraid it won't be enough to buy them time to escape.

As for Mazhou, who was leaning on the edge of Mammoth State, he did not say a word, but he was obviously lying down, placing all his hopes on Alaiyan, who was suppressing the bandits.

Ironically, in the end, the two states that disobeyed the emperor the most, and Alaya, the one who was least trusted by the emperor, became the last loyal ministers of the empire.

Even though the whole world has abandoned Xi Lan, they still have not given up on their Majesty and are still trying to save him.

However, it’s hard to say how useful it will be.

The wheel of the times cannot be resisted by human beings. The dying dusk finally sank to the bottom of the sea, and the blinding darkness finally descended on this land...

The Wasteland Era is still the Wasteland Era unchanged.

At least the fire has not spread beyond the province of Borneo yet.

But for the survivors of Borneo, a more bloody and chaotic era has begun...