Chapter 1023: Tiger and dog? (Please vote for me)

At this time, the tall young man walked into the room.

"Young Master~!" The generals in the room stood up one after another and nodded to him.

This is a tall, strong young man with a complexion like wheat. He is Hadou's eldest son, Angel Hadou.

Angel Hadou turned to face the generals gathered in the room, smiled reluctantly, and said: "I'm sorry for making you laugh, my second brother, he...is a little out of his mind."

Several veterans looked at Angel with satisfaction, nodded slightly to express their appreciation, and were very satisfied with his actions.

This eldest son is very similar to Hadou. He is basically a replica of Hadou when he was young.

But he is taller, more powerful, dignified in appearance, calmer and more majestic than Hadou. Amor, Hadou looks like a gentle old teacher.

Compared to two people standing together, Angel is more like a strongman with a heavy army and in charge of half the country.

At a young age, he followed Hadu in his expeditions to the east and west. In the minds of southerners, Nahel can now be regarded as having great military exploits.

He has a tough and decisive military temperament, which is highly appreciated by Hadou's generals, and he is considered to be Hadou's well-deserved successor.

The people in the south also praised Angel as the "tiger father and dragon son", and his reputation was unparalleled.

The one he beat away was Hadou's second son, who was also born to the same father, but was a well-known playboy.

She was pampered since she was a child. She hangs around in makeup and powder all day long, and she also speaks like a girl. However, Hadou's wife dotes on her second son even more and always protects him. She doesn't care about his ridiculous behavior. Hadou himself also

Can't control it.

Everyone just ignored his romantic habits.

One Angel and Hadu is enough, but two are too many. Even Hadu himself has no expectations for this younger son.

Seeing Angel take action to drive away his younger son, Hadou's generals secretly praised him from the bottom of their hearts, feeling that the eldest son was decisive and steady in his actions.

It was indeed outrageous for the younger son to make a fuss and say some unlucky words in front of Hadu's ward.

Once what he said spread, it would have a very negative impact on the Southern Army.

Even my son says that he is dying, what should others think?

Haddou is their core. Once the core is shaken, the Southern Army is likely to collapse.

The generals could only lament in private that no matter how good a man is, his wife will be unworthy and his son unworthy.

"Uncles and uncles, please sit down, don't stand." Angel waved his hand and motioned for everyone to sit down. He casually walked to the main seat where Hadou usually sat, held down the armrest and sat down slowly.

Come down.

Angel has longed for this position for a long time. When he was not taller than this chair, he watched his father sitting in this position, giving orders to the people who bowed down.

As he gets older, Angel gradually understands the meaning of this extremely ordinary walnut chair.

It represents the control of several provinces in the south, nearly tens of millions of people, the command of a hundred thousand troops, and the supreme power of life and death.

After that, Angel has been studying with Hardou attentively, learning how to walk, talk, how to treat others, and how to do things.

Every time after receiving praise from Hadou, Angel felt that he was getting closer and closer to the chair.

Until one day, he will sit on it majestically, with a golden crown on his head, overlooking the earth beneath his feet, and accept everyone's worship.

But this day came suddenly under circumstances that he did not expect. The invincible Hadou fell. The only person qualified to sit in this position was himself.

Angel didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

When he sat on this chair, he still felt uneasy. Angel was afraid that someone would suddenly jump out and point at him and say that he was not worthy of sitting on it.

In terms of pure merit and ability, Angel knew that he was indeed not good enough to convince the public.

There are several generals in the Southern Army who have made great achievements in battle and hold heavy troops. They are all Hadou's effective thugs. They have deep prestige and seniority in the South and can be regarded as the second, third and fourth figures in the Southern Army.

In terms of strength and experience, Angel is still just a fledgling in front of them.

But none of them are here today, not even in the city of Haligad. Because the enemy army is pressing on the border, these generals are busy on the front line.

Even when Hadou was seriously ill and bedridden, he only asked someone to bring him a greeting.

Of course Angel understood that they were unable to escape because of the urgent military situation. But Angel was still a little dissatisfied, but he could only bury this dissatisfaction in his heart.

The generals nearby discovered that he was actually sitting in Hadu's seat, and they couldn't help but exchange surprised looks. But...

But until he sat down firmly, no one made a different sound.

Angel Haddu breathed a sigh of relief, suppressed the nervousness and excitement in his heart, coughed lightly, and waved to everyone calmly.

The generals then pulled out their chairs and sat across from Angel.

Everything is just like it was when Hadu was around.

Looking at the solemn expressions of the people in front of him, Angel was a little distracted for a moment. Looking at it from this seat, it felt really different.

Angel felt as if the entire earth was in his hands, and that feeling was so wonderful. It turns out that a man cannot live without power for a day~!

For a few seconds, he even wished that his father would die soon.

After being silent for a while, Angel raised his head and looked at the generals who had watched him grow up before him, and said in a deep voice: "My father is seriously ill and I don't know when he will recover.

The enemy has gathered again on the north bank of the Zamibia River, and the vicious and evil witch is ready to move again. The current situation is very unfavorable to us. It can be said that our south has reached a critical moment of life and death. Uncles and uncles, what should we do?"

Queen Isabella has a very bad reputation in the south. After constant propaganda by southerners, Queen Isabella has become a vicious woman who murdered her husband, usurped the government, suppressed the people, and colluded with foreign enemies to fight Almohad.

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Moreover, for the sake of power and position, they shamelessly used sex to seduce their Almohad traditional enemy, Archduke Julius.

Nowadays, southerners gnash their teeth in hatred of Queen Isabella. They will not even mention Queen Bella's name. They always refer to her as witch, witch, poisonous woman, etc.

The generals all fell silent. They first looked at each other and then at Angel, who was sitting in the middle.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense.

Angel looked around. Normally, when Hadou asked a question, these people would speak enthusiastically, and they would often quarrel with each other because of their different opinions.

But this time, all of them were like wooden people, tightly shutting their mouths.

This difference made Angel feel very uncomfortable.

Angel pointed at the veteran Mera and said: "General Mera, you are the most qualified here. I would like to ask what your opinion is?"

With a helpless expression on her face, Meira scratched the sparse white hair on her head and said, "Master, this... I think we just need to hold the line of defense and wait for the master to wake up and follow his instructions."

Angel smiled on the surface, but secretly cursed himself as his father-in-law: No wonder he is just a legion commander after fighting for a lifetime, and he only has this kind of perspective.

Angel looked around at the crowd and asked seriously: "Do you have any other opinions?"

A group of generals finally shook their heads. They were a group of warrior generals, not wise generals. They were used to following Hadou's orders instead of using their own brains to figure out how to win the war.

Even if he had some thoughts in his mind, looking at Angel's young face, his commanding aura and confident expression, he swallowed back what he was saying.

Most of their ideas are immature. In the past, they could rely on Hadou to make decisions, but now that Hadou has fallen, Angel is still immature.

If you raise it directly, if the eldest son listens to it, whose responsibility should it be for the mistake?

Should the blame be placed on the heir of Hadou, or on the person who raised the opinion? The result is obvious.

They have enough status to make decisions, and the two generals whom Hadoui regards as his right-hand men are not here.

When everyone was at a loss, Angel suddenly said loudly: "Since no one has any ideas, let me share my opinion.

The enemy gathered hundreds of thousands of troops and stationed troops under the city of Priska, but they have yet to attack the city. In my estimation, the enemy is probably waiting.

After all their troops were in place, they crossed the Zamibia River at once.

Other than that, there is no reason to explain why they have superior military strength and evil weapons obtained by selling their souls to the devil, but they ignore the small town in front of them."

"The eldest son is right."

"I also agree with the eldest young master."

Several generals then expressed their agreement. They were also surprised that Lorraine had not made any progress in stationing troops in Prisca for half a month. After much thinking, this was the only reason that could be explained.

Angel smiled slightly and said: "The enemy's headquarters and main force are still stranded in the north. When they are deployed, it will take half a month at the fastest, or even a month if it goes slower."

Angel clenched his fist and knocked it heavily on the table, making a muffled sound. His eyes flashed with excitement and he said decisively: "This is our opportunity."

The generals looked at Angel in surprise as he spoke astonishingly. Someone asked in confusion: "My lord, what do you mean?"

Angel jumped up from his chair, walked to the map behind him in two steps, and with a confident look, he drew a big circle on the map with his finger and said: "We can take this opportunity to unify the entire south first.

This way I will have the strength to fight head-on with that witch and her Ruman lover."

The generals were all stunned. They did not expect that the eldest son in front of them would be so ambitious when the enemy army was about to press the border.

Angel said excitedly: "Look, everyone, if we unify the south, not only will we have greater power, but after the war begins, the area we can move around will also be larger.

The enemy's strength is five times ours. If we are trapped in Kirkforth, Winter and Halua, the enemy can easily surround us and eat away our territory bit by bit.

But if the scope of our activities is the entire south..."

Angel pressed his hands on the map and said loudly: "We can jump out of the enemy's encirclement, fight a mobile battle with the enemy on our territory, and slowly drag them to death. It is not certain who will win by then."

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"Crazy..." someone whispered in the crowd.
To be continued...