Amidst the loud noise, the two carved and gold-inlaid doors of the conference hall were kicked open, and a black shadow flew in with a strong wind! The officers who were arguing turned their heads in surprise, just in time to see this black shadow.
Kick away the first major who comes up to you!
An aristocratic officer who was sitting near the door rushed to the aisle with one step. He stretched his left hand forward and put his right fist on his waist. He took a calm posture and shouted with dignity: "Who is it - stop!"
The man in black lifted his cloak and strode over without saying a word. He was tall, wearing an old-fashioned dark soldier uniform, with a scarf on his face. His eyes were shining brightly, and his whole body was majestic.
Mixed together, it gives people a strange and oppressive feeling, and the strong murderous intention makes people feel chilled.
The noble officer's position was at a distance from other officers. As a nobleman and a soldier, his honor and mission did not allow him to retreat. Seeing the man in black getting closer, he knew that he could only rely on himself at this time -
- He lowered his head slightly, focusing his eyes on the shoulders of the man in black, mentally calculating his steps and preparing to punch.
The other officers saw that something was wrong, so they had no time to argue. There was an assassin in the palace, so what? Some people had already rushed outside to report the news, and more people gathered around in twos and threes - they were all used to fighting.
Among the soldiers, who will fight from the front, who will support from the side, and who will stand by on the periphery, can be assigned with just a few glances.
When he was still seven or eight steps away from the noble officer, the steps of the man in black changed. The officer next to him only saw his body swaying, and he was already in front of the noble officer. The noble officer was already prepared, and with a shout, he hit
Hit him hard in the chest!
With a soft "pop" sound, the man in black grabbed the officer's fist with his left hand, squatted slightly sideways, and punched the opponent into the air. Then he used his left hand hard to pull the noble officer flying back in the air and then added
One kick... The poor noble officer fainted in the air, his body rolled helplessly, and the people who came behind him were rushed to pieces.
The man in black followed quickly, punching, kicking, and elbowing his knees. The dozen or so officers who were rushing to the front fell to the ground.
"Catch him, let's go together - ah!" The major general standing on the podium was giving orders, but he was punched away by the man in black who was flying by. Then, the man in black turned around and said with one glance
The officers in the audience glanced at each other, and the contempt in their eyes could even be felt by a three-year-old child.
With a "pop!" sound, a civilian officer dismantled the chair and gave the chair legs to the people around him. Perhaps by accident, two noble officers around him got this "weapon"... dozens of officers with the same hatred.
With a gloomy face, the podium was surrounded by water.
"Do it!" someone ordered. The remaining people rushed forward and smashed the chair legs and table tops at the man in black!
The man in black snickered, his voice was sharp and cold, he opened his hands at the same time and drew an arc on both sides of his body. The people who rushed forward were all enveloped in a cloud of red smoke, and the strong smell of medicine spread along the platform...
A large number of people in front fell instantly, with tears stuck in their throats and coughing non-stop. Finally, they were kicked off the stage one by one by the men in black.
The remaining people were confused by the scene in front of them, but the man in black did not intend to let them go. In this huge conference hall, powders of different colors were flying everywhere, and strange screams from the officers came and went.
It's not over yet, some people are crying itchy, some people are crying numbness, some people are lying limply on the ground and can't even move a finger...
But it has to be said that these officers have very strong willpower. It won’t take long for them to get up from the ground, clench their fists and rush forward. Especially the civilian officers, although they were beaten bloody by the men in black.
He had a full face, but he didn't care how many times he fell. He looked at the noble officer and felt ashamed.
The man in black picked up two chair legs from the local materials, and started to play like a tiger. No matter the nobles or civilians, they were beaten all the way from the top of the head to the ankles. He let out strange screams occasionally and vowed to beat them until they could no longer stand.
Until you get up...
Finally, all the officers fell to the ground, and no one could get up. The hall was in a mess. There were no screams or wailings, only heavy breathing and nearly a hundred pairs of angry eyes.
In the unconvinced eyes of the officers, the man in black shook his head, let out a sigh of unfinished content, then dropped the weapon in his hand and stretched out. Just when the flames of humiliation ignited in the eyes of the officers, he
He clapped his hands and finally pulled down his hood... After seeing this man's face clearly, the expressions on the faces of nearly a hundred officers froze, and they were all speechless and speechless.
Half a quarter of an hour later, the empire's first military discipline supervisor, Tiff Lorenzo, accompanied by several officers, hurriedly entered the main palace.
"What's going on?" Steve Lorenzo was originally hosting a meeting in the front palace. He was dragged here halfway, which made him very unhappy: "What happened to the officers who were in the meeting? Why not let the people from the military department solve it?"
"The chief of the military department was summoned to the harem by His Majesty the Emperor. I heard that it is a very important matter that needs to be dealt with." The accompanying officer carefully replied: "A very strange thing happened at the meeting, and it is not suitable for other people to attend.
People know.”
"Has someone been assassinated?" A few people just walked to the main entrance of the conference building. Steve Lorenzo was startled by the magicians coming in and out. He took a breath: "We are all at the door.
You'd better tell me honestly."
"No, no." The accompanying officer waved his hands to deny, but still evaded his words: "This cannot be said to be an assassin, but many people were injured, but no one was killed, not even disabled..."
"Tell the truth!" Lorenzo's eyes bulged and he became angry: "Is there something wrong with your head?"
"That's right, someone rushed into the meeting place during the meeting, and a total of one hundred and seven people were injured." The officer was scolded, and he thought that he couldn't hide it: "It was His Majesty the Emperor who did it - or in other words, it was a good-looking man.
It was done by someone exactly like His Majesty the Emperor."
"Your Majesty the Emperor?" Lorenzo frowned: "Are you sure?"
"Yes, His Majesty walked in and out in a big way." The officer felt that this incident made him very embarrassed, and looked straight at the ground: "When I beat the person, he changed his clothes and covered his face with a black cloth. After the beating,
People also changed their clothes at the door before leaving..."
After hearing what the officer said, Lorenzo was not in a hurry to go in. Instead, he put his hands behind his back and walked back and forth at the door a few times. He knew that although His Majesty Cohen was a bit of a bastard, he would not hit people without any reason.
"Who asked you to come to me?" After a long time, Lorenzo asked.
"His Majesty the Emperor ordered this before he left."
"Did your Majesty say anything else?"
"Your Majesty also said..." The officer was stunned: "Your Majesty also said, 'It feels so good'."
"How great? What happened before His Majesty the Emperor rushed in and beat people?" Lorenzo turned around and looked at the officer, his eyes focused and not angry.
"There seems to be a quarrel..."
"If you don't want to go to jail, just tell me everything." Lorenzo snorted, "If you don't let me know the details, I'll give you a good look."
The Empire's First Military Disciplinary Supervisor is responsible for inspecting all soldiers in the empire. This sentence is no joke. The young officer immediately poured beans into the bamboo tube and said it cleanly. It doesn't matter. The First Military Disciplinary Supervisor's brows are getting tighter and tighter.
When he heard that the officers were almost fighting, the expression on Lorenzo's face was extremely bad.
"Let's go! Go in and take a look." The dean shook his sleeves and led the way into the building.
In the conference hall, the messy scene has almost been cleared up. Two-thirds of the luxurious tables and chairs were turned into crushed wood and swept into a corner. The remaining chairs were covered with officers in tattered clothes.
Dozens of magicians are treating them.
"How are the officers doing?" Lorenzo walked over and asked the big elf leading the team: "Will there be any trouble?"
"The injuries look scary, but they are actually nothing. They are just superficial injuries. After a little treatment, they will be energetic again and won't even leave any scars." The big elf nodded slightly in greeting: "We will be fine soon."
"Thank you for your hard work, everyone." After hearing that all the officers were fine, Lorenzo finally let go of the stone in his heart: "This matter is a bit special..."
"Don't worry, Dean, magicians are not good at spreading rumors." The big elf reassured Lorenzo: "We are more accustomed to silence."
"Thank you." The dean stopped talking and put his hands behind his back to check on the officer's injuries.
Soon after, the magicians completed the treatment, packed up their things and left. Lorenzo immediately asked someone to close the door and walked onto the stage.
The officers who had been beaten reluctantly sat upright with their weak bodies. Because they did not know why they were beaten, they all drooped their heads and were extremely frustrated. Some noble officers were even very dissatisfied.
Seeing the officers like this, Lorenzo's temper rose again. He was a man of letters. In his mind, the imperial soldiers all had a pair of iron bones, and they must not be as dejected as they are now. And a man who even His Majesty the Emperor dared to contradict.
It's really scary for people to get angry.
"Look up at me!" Lorenzo slapped the podium: "What are you doing! You have lost all face to the Imperial soldiers!"
The officers were startled, and there were more doubts in their eyes. They were beaten inexplicably just now, and now they are scolded inexplicably. What happened today?
"You still don't understand? In the meeting held in the main palace of the palace, you actually dared to yell at each other, and it almost turned into a fight!" Lorenzo, who was standing in front of the officers, was completely different from the dean who was standing in front of the students.
: "You are really amazing. After capturing the Holy Capital and recovering the empire, you will turn the world upside down! As a military discipline supervisor, how should I handle this matter? Amazing officers, please teach me."
Lorenzo was sent to solve this matter. The arrangement itself was very subtle. He had disciples all over the world, and many nobles were his students. Which of the current officials in various ministries were not from his disciples? Even those thirty-six who are not afraid of anything.
Tribal tycoons had to salute Lorenzo and call him "teacher" when they saw him, let alone a civilian officer.
"If today ends with you splitting into two groups and fighting in groups, what will be the consequences? In less than ten days, the citizens and soldiers will know that the great imperial army is divided! What a blow to the morale of the military and the people?
"The muscles on Lorenzo's face twitched, and his body was shaking with anger: "This is something the enemy has always wanted to do, but failed to do - thanks to you, you can do it today!"
If someone else had said this, it would have had no effect at all, but it was very different coming from the dean's mouth. Now the officers' eyes were more shocked.
"I often think, and I was still thinking this morning, I am the president of the Royal Academy, and the burden on my shoulders is already very heavy. Why should I be the military discipline supervisor? Although it is the order of the late emperor, if I want
If you resign, His Majesty the Emperor will definitely be happy." After all, he is a person who has been in charge for decades. Lorenzo's psychological attack methods are just right: "But every time I think about this, I see the dark behavior for the first time in front of me.
Save, see the scene of the dark soldiers..."
Lorenzo stepped off the podium and walked among the officers. The officers' eyes were filled with guilt and they did not dare to look at him.
"At that time, the soldiers in the Dark Province wore pieces of animal skins and cloth that did not cover their bodies. Dozens of them ate a pot of batter and lost their heads! Yes, any enemy is stronger than them, any enemy
You can despise them, but they managed to survive!" Lorenzo sighed: "The small dark army, the lowly Ninth Legion, what kind of warriors are they! They can actually turn the demon alliance upside down!"
"I can't forget, I can't forget the way they looked when they returned to the Dark City, those dark, thin and young faces! I also have children, and I am also a father... Speaking from my conscience, as an official, I feel that let
These children go to the battlefield, and I feel very uneasy." The dean raised his head and smiled bitterly: "If I don't educate them, who will educate them? If I don't come to guide them, who will guide them? Not for power, not for anything else,
Just for the sake of responsibility and morality, I became the military discipline supervisor...but today, what you did makes me feel chilled."
No matter the nobles, civilians or officers, they all lowered their heads in shame and wished they could hide under the table. Compared to arrows and flying stones, the dean's words were more lethal.
"You are no longer ordinary soldiers. You are already senior officers with outstanding military exploits. You should consider many things." The dean looked around the audience, chuckled and then raised his voice: "Who among you can name the emperor?
The reason why Your Majesty beats you today, I will forgive him!"
No one among the officers raised their heads. Most of them were still complaining about themselves, or were in a state of shame and obedience. Some people thought about it in their hearts... for fear of making a mistake, they did not dare to speak.
"His Majesty the Emperor came in without saying a word, beat someone, and after beating him, left without saying a word. Haven't you ever thought about why? Don't doubt in your heart, the person who beat you is His Majesty the Emperor." Lorenzo
He walked slowly: "Who thought of it? I allow you to speak."
No one is talking around, and no one is a real fool. If you stand out at this time, if you are wrong, it will be unlucky, but if you are right, there may not be any good fruits, right?
"I have always opposed many of His Majesty the Emperor's decisions. But today, I have to say that His Majesty the Emperor fought well!" The dean snorted coldly: "Look what you are doing? You want to fight in the conference hall, but you have no king.
Fa, do you still have an army in your eyes? In a few days, the citizens and soldiers will only know that His Majesty the Emperor beat you for no reason, but will not know what happened to you! His Majesty the Emperor is sacrificing his reputation this time
To cover up for you, the reputation of an emperor - are you worthy of your own emperor!"
These words were as if they were made of steel, and they were thrown heavily into the hearts of the officers present.
"His Majesty the Emperor is a very emotional person, and he is actually willing to use his reputation to cover up your mistakes. This is your luck. If you really fight, the only result will be one: everyone will be dismissed from office, dismissed from office, and sent to prison!"
Lorenzo's words are not meant to scare people. If things really develop to that point, the consequences will be serious: "You must know that it is your bounden duty to protect the reputation of His Majesty Cohen! And what about you? Not only can you not help, but you can also
Drag the emperor into trouble for your own selfish ends!"
Listening to the dean's words, the officers recalled His Majesty Cohen's words and deeds, their faces flushed, and they felt extremely guilty.
"I know that the aristocracy is very jealous of this job promotion. They come to the palace with open arms to seize the official position. They don't think about it in their mind. How much effort they put into suppressing the rebellion. Why do they want to seize the official position?
Officials? If His Majesty the Emperor allocates more official positions to nobles, I will be the first to disagree." Lorenzo changed the topic and pointed directly at the root of the problem: "At this time, facing the nobles asking for credit, what His Majesty Cohen needs most is a
A united and stable army! Remember, you are not sorry for me, you are inserting a knife into His Majesty Cohen's heart."
An officer finally couldn't help it and said in a hoarse voice: "I, I was wrong..."
"Don't! It's useless to say anything to me. His Majesty the Emperor has intervened, so I can't punish you." The dean said angrily: "Everyone, it's useless to talk too much about the truth. Remember your allegiance.
It’s up to whoever you want to be... You must be content and don’t make mistakes again and again. His Majesty Cohen is close this time. If he is far away... you should take care of yourself!"
"I really know I was wrong... Dean, just punish us!"
"I told you, I won't punish you today..." As Lorenzo spoke, he caught a glimpse of the rock from the corner of his eye: "Captain of the Guards, what's wrong with you?"
The extremely tall Yan Shi took two steps forward, gave a standard military salute to the dean, and said loudly: "Sir's order!"
Everyone knows that the officer in the rock's mouth refers to His Majesty the Emperor. The hundreds of officers stood at attention with a swish sound, facing the rock, raised their heads and held their chests high, listening to His Majesty the Emperor's order to punish them.
"All officers participating in the meeting will enter the Imperial Garden after the meeting and attend His Majesty the Emperor's barbecue banquet - above, dismissed!"
"yes!"
Shi Yan performed another military salute, turned around and walked out, leaving a group of officers looking at each other in confusion, wondering what His Majesty the Emperor wanted to do, a barbecue banquet? Is that a new method of punishment?
"The meeting is actually over." The dean knocked on the table from behind: "Let's all go! I wish you a good appetite."
The officers were completely dumbfounded, and the guard leading them was already standing at the door. (To be continued)