Heinrich nodded silently, put down the half-hole human skull in his hand, stood up from the steps, and looked up at the south.

According to the orders of the imperial capital, the "Space Wolf" Legion had retreated two days ago. This was not about disregarding the unauthorized actions of friendly forces, but strictly following the orders. No one could blame Heinrich. If we had to look for the blame," I'm afraid Yang Hua was the real battlefield disobedience.

"How are their losses?"

Heinrich asked, picking up the glass of Vishui on the table next to him, taking a sip.

"I don't know for the time being."

The adjutant shook his head: "The specific numbers are still counting. No new orders from the country have been received. You know - the electric bo is very disturbed by radiation. The contact has not been kept open."."

Heinrich was silent for a moment, as if he had made up his mind. He grabbed his uniform from the back of the chair and put it on quickly, while saying in an unquestionable tone: "Order the whole army to assemble and move towards the west."

"west?"

The adjutant looked at him in surprise: "There." "There is the direction of the city of life No. 19 means."."

"Someone has to save them,"

Heinrich sat down with his long hair hanging on his forehead, stepped on a chair with one foot, bent down and tied his military boots, and said lightly: "We are the closest troops. If we wait until the Empire sends reinforcements, it will be too late, and the dead." "More will be."

The adjutant stopped arguing. He raised his right hand, bowed seriously and respectfully, and then turned around and left.

In this case, the commander who can return to the army to fight back is indeed worthy of his respect.

Heinrich glanced at the corridor where the footsteps were gradually disappearing, and a deep sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The development of the situation seems much more interesting than I expected. The Legion Commander, who has evolved into a powerful parasitic general, will have a life and death unknown." "It seems that there is indeed a more terrifying force in this world than I imagined. I just don't know who is the real master compared to the great emperor?"

With a smile on his face, he slowly buttoned his clothes and said to himself in a voice that only one person could hear: "I am only loyal to the most powerful force. If the emperor can continue to maintain his superiority, I will become his most loyal servant. If he is defeated by a stronger force, then I should obviously replace him with another new master. As for transcending, or even replacing." "I have time and patience, and there will be that day."

.”Of course, before all this has become clear, you should do something within your heart. Hehehehe.” For example, go and save the "Holy Blood Angel" Legion that is in danger."

.”.”.”

The first snow in the imperial capital has fallen. It came earlier than in previous years. The snow was only a thin layer, and there was even soil in many places. It did not cover everything, but in the most direct way, let the living creatures understand that winter has arrived.

There was no light on in the study. Although it was daytime, there were still thick curtains hanging. The hazy dark yellow light passed through the curtains, and in the dead darkness, a trace of light was barely revealed.

Sitting in the almost completely dark room, Lin Xiang had no intention of moving at all. He silently stared at the dim light that penetrated out of the window. The depths of his clear and crystal eyes slowly released melancholy and sorrow that only he could understand.

The sound of rhythmic footsteps came from the corridor outside the room. Immediately afterwards, the door behind me was exposed with a slight friction as it was pushed open.

Lin Xiang did not look back and still maintained a nearly sculptural solidification.

Except for Ying Jia, anyone who enters and leaves this room must receive a notice. She slowly approached the chair, leaned against Lin Xiang's shoulders, and could feel the softness and warmth of the two balls in front of her, as well as the soothing of the smooth and delicate arms surrounding her neck from both sides, and then put her head close to her cheeks. Her eyes were wet with tears, and although they were invisible, they could be touched and noticed by sensitive skin. She leaned quietly against herself and became a common companion with the darkness. Without speaking, she could only keep kissing her hair and face and the speechless comfort mixed with body temperature.

Silence has another terrible content that does not need to be expressed in words.

Lin Xiang has been sitting alone in the dark study for nearly three days.

This is not an escape from reality. It is the only thing he can do at this moment.

He is praying, praying to every known or unknown god. No matter what kind of faith, or the worshipped existence on earth, he is the object of his sustenance with all his faith.

Reinforcements have been sent out. The "Space Wild Wolf" Legion, closest to the No. 19 City of Life, and a combat brigade of the Imperial Army, have set out according to the order. They will go forward to more than 560 kilometers outside the Imperial Line of Actual Control, set up defense lines there, build fortifications on the spot, search, block the enemy, and rescue those members of the army who have been broken.

A counterattack is impossible. At least, for the moment, it is just an unrealistic fantasy.

The empire did not have enough army. Lin Xiang was not so crazy that he consumed all his resources. He produced millions of replicant soldiers like the United Doctors Association. Doing so would be to compete with each other for resource share. The empire was absolutely weak in this regard. Even if he could really defeat him in the end, he would only get ruins that were beaten to pieces and had no use value.

The emperor himself is indeed very powerful. But he is not a real god after all.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiang sighed deeply and said in a numb and cold mouth: "I can't face millions of soldiers of superpowers with each other. But." "It should not be difficult to kill 300,000 troops at one time."

Intelligence shows that the total number of the Joint Doctors Association troops gathered in the No. 19 City of Life is about 250,000 to 300,000, which is roughly equivalent to the mutant creatures lurking in a large ruin.

"No matter what you do, I will be with you."

Ying Jia bent down and kissed his forehead. She hugged Lin Xiang very tightly, as if it was a treasure that could be lost when she let go.

"They have to pay the price-"

Lin Xiang did not grit his teeth. His tone of speech was very light, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him. His voice was as magnetic as usual and pleasant as he always was.

“You can do anything.”

Ying Jia leaned sideways and looked at his white and smooth hands slapped on his knees. He murmured: "Because." "You are Huang Liang"

"Yang Hua." "He is one of my most friends, my brother."

The last few words were spit out from Lin Xiang's mouth, as if the light swallowed by the darkness gradually disappeared.

He remained silent, as if waiting for something. After nearly ten minutes, he turned around and stared at Ying Jia's delicate face covered with a little light. He raised his left hand, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his thumb, and used the intimate and gentle tone of adults to deceive the child, and said softly: "They." "Have you arrived?"

“They are waiting for reception in the reception room.”

Ying Jia held his palm and rubbed it back and forth on his cheek. He said softly: "You should take a break. It takes almost seventy hours, and you have eaten nothing except water."

"Then get some food for me."

Lin Xiang nodded, exhaled a long sigh, and said, "Pull open the curtains and let them in..."

.”.”.”

The tea in the white porcelain cup is clear and green, and the stormy mist contains a faint fragrance.

Tea in the wasteland world is no longer the same plant of the old era. They have long been extinct. And these green stalks soaked in cups are actually a broad-leaved shrub similar to the old world privets. They are also dried, baked, and fried. "." Although the aroma is obviously not as rich as real tea leaves, it can barely be used as a substitute in terms of taste.

The two-meter-long desk divides the study into two spaces with unequal areas. Whether Lin Xiang or the visitor, they each stand on one side, looking back and forth with an inquiring look.

He is a white-skinned European. He is strong and has particularly thick limbs. However, his hair is very sparse and almost bald. His appearance is about fifty years old, his face is very shaved, and his hair is densely packed with light green hair.

As for clothes.

.”...In fact, it is the standard military uniform of the Skeleton Knights. The military rank emblem on both shoulders is the major general represented by two silver stars.

Lin Xiang slowly stirred the rice porridge in front of him with a spoon, and said in his ordinary mouth: "When Claude was dying, he once mentioned the names of two people. One was Captain Sock and the other." "It was General Barthlem."

"Claude is a good guy."

The man sitting opposite rubbed his hands hard, and his voice seemed thick and heavy: "He shouldn't die. At least." "He shouldn't die at that time. And I." "Hehe! Actually, it's not as good as he said."

Lin Xiang scooped up a spoonful of porridge, approached the chun and blew it, and then stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it slowly: "It's not a good thing to be too modest. I have always thought so-"

For a long time, Lin Xiang has maintained a lukewarm relationship with the "Redeners" group. In his heart, he does not trust these guys hidden in the darkness. It is undeniable that they are indeed allies with the empire. But this "alliance" without any clauses or restrictions can play a role in reality. "." I'm afraid only they themselves know the best.

The defeat of the "Holy Blood Angel" legion was definitely a head-on blow to Lin Xiang. His first discovery - since conquering the Black Prison Empire and being promoted to emperor, he has forgotten too many reality and too many pasts. This is not the old era of civilization and gloriousness, and there are no many frameworks where regional wars must be restricted. There is no morality, no law, and no one will play according to their own ideas and rules. Everything went too smoothly, and it was only now that the Joint Doctors Association truly showed their hidden power.

According to the calculations of the General Staff Headquarters and the information provided by Liu Yuchen, the total number of troops that the Joint Doctors Association can mobilize should be about 2 million. Of course, this number must be different from the actual situation. To obtain more accurate data, further verification is needed.

The Empire cannot face such a huge opponent at once. Not to mention two million, even in a single battle, the number of enemies that can be fought against is only 500,000. This is more than twice that of the "Holy Blood Angel" Legion. Indeed, the combat effectiveness of the leading country's individual soldiers is indeed stronger than that of the Medical Association Army, but this still cannot be a reference for the number competition---two people are always stronger than one person. Even the battle between adults and teenagers still has a considerable advantage. The news of Yang Hua's death has not been transmitted back to the imperial capital, so Lin Xiang naturally cannot know what happened in the City of Life No. 19. As for the Skeleton Knights and Rockefeller. "." Although they have always been the largest imaginary enemy of the empire, they have no real battle.

In any aspect, the empire needs allies. Wars can never determine the outcome by personal courage. The empire has limited strength. Apart from the Red Republican Army in the northwest, there are only two large groups that can win over and become their own support in this world. The Holy See, or the "Sword of God."

In addition, the former "Redeners" has had contact with the empire. The respected former Cardinal also continued to maintain a stable state with the empire and signed the "Treaty of Non-aggression" for more than ten consecutive years, and then became the only archbishop under the pope. The core of their rule is still the Vatican in Europe. Although it has become a ruin, it is the holy land for the crowning and resting of the pope. Moreover, the underground base also stores this large amount of machinery and materials, as well as various sacred scriptures, holy instruments, and books left over from the old era. "." As a group force based on faith, these things are at any time,

They are more important than population, weapons and money. They are like a group of crazy locusts that provoke disputes around the world. In the name of the divine God, they cause chaos and killing. Traces of armed monks can often be found on the western border of the empire. According to the map left by the former cardinal, the Holy See has established settlements near Jerusalem in central Asia. As long as a certain amount of material aid is given, they are very happy to cooperate with the Imperial Army to launch an attack on the Joint Doctors Association and the Knights of the Skeleton from other directions - the Holy See and the Knights were originally enemies that will never end. The death of the Pope in the old era was always the best excuse for revenge.

In addition, the last alliance target worthy of fighting for is the "Redener" who has never known its true purpose.

General Bartleme kept staring at Lin Xiang. Every wrinkle on his face seemed to emit a faint silver light like metal under the reflection of natural light. Although he was just a parasitic with nine-star physique, Lin Xiang felt that the old man sitting opposite him, the real strength of the old man should depend on his wisdom and thinking.

"Are you going to start a war now?"

He did not directly respond to Lin Xiang's topic. Instead, he asked his own questions directly.

"If I can, I will issue a general mobilization order now."

Lin Xiang's first words made General Bartleme frown slightly. He paused for a moment, and then continued: "But." Now is obviously not the time for a full-scale war."

“I need time and the support of the “Redeners”.”

Lin Xiang also did not want to hide his views, but threw the problem to Shi Fang.

The last sentence obviously surprised the general. He looked at Lin Xiang in surprise, nodded, and said, "Just as you have experienced before. Well! What should we say?" "We need a spokesperson for interests. Claude chose you. Although you have had a short contact with him, he firmly believed in the so-called prophecy. Among the "Redeners", he did not hold real power, but was cultivated as the young next generation. Of course, we cannot completely ignore his requirements. Prophecy." "No one can tell whether it will become a reality."

"Claude."...

. It's like my son." After a pause, the general continued, "To be honest, I didn't believe you at the beginning. But Sok was very stubborn. He repeatedly claimed that it was Claude's will. Moreover, the amount of material assistance you asked for was not very large. Just take it as an investment in prophecy. I don't think that a mere moon city had the capital to fight against the Skeleton Knights. This is as simple as the result of an egg hitting a stone. Please forgive my confession. At that time, you gave me the feeling that you were just a nouveau riche who rose up in the wilderness. In essence, it was no different from those so-called families. I also expected that you might annex Sosbia or Ferdinand. But I never expected that you would use the toughest and direct method to seize the entire empire from Aphra."
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