In the conference room, the only remaining marshals in Kyoto gathered together and arrived at the conference room with solemn expressions.
Although several marshals have been lost, there are still many marshals left in Kyoto. There are hundreds of marshals sitting in the huge conference room. Their ranks are arranged in order from high to low. The lowest one is also a one-star marshal or will be promoted immediately.
The marshal's major general.
"God King, there are still four eight-star old marshals who are not here. Do you think I should go and inform them?"
Behind the scenes, Ying stood in front of Yang Yi with a serious look and said respectfully.
Everyone present had heard of the God King's reputation, so no one dared not give him face. They all rushed over immediately after receiving the news without any complaints.
However, even though there were hundreds of marshals present, among the remaining marshals in Kyoto, there were still four eight-star old marshals who were not present. The four of them were marshals who had gone through fire and water for China since before Xia Wujun took office, so they relied on their own
He has made great achievements and is old, so he doesn't take Yang Yi's orders seriously at all, so he still hasn't come yet.
However, their arrogant capital was also swelled because when Xia Wujun came to the throne, he was respectful to the four old marshals and gave them three respects.
What's more, Yang Yi is just a young boy who has just ascended to the throne of Heaven. To these veterans, he is not worth mentioning at all, so he is naturally indifferent.
"No need."
"Go and close the door now. I told you that latecomers don't have to sit in this seat. I want to see who is so brave."
After taking the last puff of cigarette, Yang Yi pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, and then blew out a puff of smoke.
Yang Yi naturally understood what those old bones were thinking, but he had heard the recent rumors and pressure in the southern and northern regions, and thought that the meeting was organized at this time to let them play. The reason for their late arrival was
There's no other reason for this, it's just that he doesn't want to go back to the battlefield and wants to take care of himself.
However, at their age, they are really not suitable to go back.
Originally, Yang Yi had no intention of letting them go back. The meeting organized today was just to tell them that Xia Wujun was dead.
Therefore, the new monarch of China is now Yang Yi.
Now that the new monarch has ascended the throne, he has to meet everyone, right?
Since they don't want to come, they should never come.
"Got the order!"
As soon as Ying received the order, he immediately left behind the scenes and turned towards the door.
Yang Yi, on the other hand, slowly appeared from behind the scenes and walked to the podium, his cold eyes slowly passing over everyone's faces.
Standing on the podium and watching hundreds of marshals straightening their backs and sitting on the chairs in the conference room, Yang Yi slowly relaxed in his heart and felt a little relieved.
At least the marshals who have been waiting here have lived up to expectations, have made great military achievements, and are dedicated to China. They have China in their hearts, so they are naturally the best.
"See His Majesty the God King."
Seeing Yang Yi's appearance, hundreds of marshals immediately stood up and saluted Yang Yi.
In the eyes of everyone, the title God King is as important as the monarch. Behind him, it represents countless honors and the supreme power. His supreme military exploits became a legend, making everyone present admire him and be willing to serve him.
Although most of the people present have met Yang Yi, whether in formal occasions or in private, every meeting represents an honor to everyone present, being able to meet or even talk with the God King,
It's a great honor to say it out loud.
Of course, Yang Yi himself didn't feel it. After all, he was the center of admiration by thousands of people. He just raised his hand and pressed it slightly, and then nodded.
"Everyone, I've been waiting for a long time. You're welcome. Please take a seat."
With that said, Yang Yi sat down on his own, and then everyone sat down one after another.
"First of all, thank you very much for giving me Yang the honor to attend this meeting. So without further ado, I will go straight to the topic."
"I'm calling you here this time because there are two things I need to communicate with you."
"I believe that everyone here already knows this first thing, and I also believe that you have some guesses. That is the current situation in China."
Yang Yi's eyes were deep and he looked at everyone slowly and said, "The current situation in the northern and southern regions is worrying and not optimistic. Especially in the northern region, the war is more intense and weaker than in the southern region."
"Even the Yuze Army and the Shenwu Guards were unable to stop the invasion from Xuezhou and Fengyezhou."
After the words fell, the whole place fell into silence.
Everyone fell silent. Even the God King said this. Isn’t it true?
Everyone knows in their hearts that if there is any army on the Chinese mainland that is the most powerful, it is the Shenwu Guards under the command of the God King. They are almost invincible and never defeated.
However, this time, even the Yuze Army and the Shenwu Guards resisted together, but they could not stop the other party's invasion. It can be imagined how violent the other party's attack was. It is not difficult to see that this time they are determined.
I want to capture China.
Of course, everyone here can more or less hear some rumors. It is said that the other party has united this time and mobilized a total of six king-level figures to take charge. The methods are powerful and full of oppression.
For China, this is not good news. On the contrary, for China, this is a bolt from the blue. This news is like a blockbuster that can blow up the land of China mainland anytime and anywhere.
For a time, people were panicked and panicked.
Of course, this sense of panic has not spread to the hearts of the soldiers on the front line. The hot-blooded men on the battlefield are dedicated to the country and are not afraid at all. This is why the military morale has been stabilized. If not, I am afraid that when Yang Yi comes back, this China
The mainland is about to change hands.
"Your Majesty, the King of Gods, if the front line is in emergency, I will voluntarily ask for a fight. I am willing to lead my soldiers to fight against it and resist foreign enemies until death!"
A tall, round-waisted man suddenly stood up from his chair. He was wearing a dark green military uniform, covered with military medals for illustrious military exploits, and a big beard covered his resolute face.
However, the man's eagle eyes were full of fighting spirit and determination to rather die than surrender.
"I'll wait and volunteer to fight!"
Several more marshals stood up, their voices clear and firm, and like the men who stood up just now, their bodies were ignited with fighting spirit.
Yang Yi's eyes flashed with obvious relief, then he looked up at everyone and smiled. Kyoto, theater headquarters conference room.
In the conference room, the only remaining marshals in Kyoto gathered together and arrived at the conference room with solemn expressions.
Although several marshals have been lost, there are still many marshals left in Kyoto. There are hundreds of marshals sitting in the huge conference room. Their ranks are arranged in order from high to low. The lowest one is also a one-star marshal or will be promoted immediately.
The marshal's major general.
"God King, there are still four eight-star old marshals who are not here. Do you think I should go and inform them?"
Behind the scenes, Ying stood in front of Yang Yi with a serious look and said respectfully.
Everyone present had heard of the God King's reputation, so no one dared not give him face. They all rushed over immediately after receiving the news without any complaints.
However, even though there were hundreds of marshals present, among the remaining marshals in Kyoto, there were still four eight-star old marshals who were not present. The four of them were marshals who had gone through fire and water for China since before Xia Wujun took office, so they relied on their own
He has made great achievements and is old, so he doesn't take Yang Yi's orders seriously at all, so he still hasn't come yet.
However, their arrogant capital was also swelled because when Xia Wujun came to the throne, he treated the four old marshals with respect and gave them three respects. .??.
What's more, Yang Yi is just a young boy who has just ascended to the throne of Heaven. To these veterans, he is not worth mentioning at all, so he is naturally indifferent.
"No need."
"Go and close the door now. I told you that latecomers don't have to sit in this seat. I want to see who is so brave."
After taking the last puff of cigarette, Yang Yi pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, and then blew out a puff of smoke.
Yang Yi naturally understood what those old bones were thinking, but he had heard the recent rumors and pressure in the southern and northern regions, and thought that the meeting was organized at this time to let them play. The reason for their late arrival was
There's no other reason for this, it's just that he doesn't want to go back to the battlefield and wants to take care of himself.
However, at their age, they are really not suitable to go back.
Originally, Yang Yi had no intention of letting them go back. The meeting organized today was just to tell them that Xia Wujun was dead.
Therefore, the new monarch of China is now Yang Yi.
Now that the new monarch has ascended the throne, he has to meet everyone, right?
Since they don't want to come, they should never come.
"Got the order!"
As soon as Ying received the order, he immediately left behind the scenes and turned towards the door.
Yang Yi, on the other hand, slowly appeared from behind the scenes and walked to the podium, his cold eyes slowly passing over everyone's faces.
Standing on the podium and watching hundreds of marshals straightening their backs and sitting on the chairs in the conference room, Yang Yi slowly relaxed in his heart and felt a little relieved.
At least the marshals who have been waiting here have lived up to expectations, have made great military achievements, and are dedicated to China. They have China in their hearts, so they are naturally the best.
"See His Majesty the God King."
Seeing Yang Yi's appearance, hundreds of marshals immediately stood up and saluted Yang Yi.
In the eyes of everyone, the title God King is as important as the monarch. Behind him, it represents countless honors and the supreme power. His supreme military exploits became a legend, making everyone present admire him and be willing to serve him.
Although most of the people present have met Yang Yi, whether in formal occasions or in private, every meeting represents an honor to everyone present, being able to meet or even talk with the God King,
It's a great honor to say it out loud.
Of course, Yang Yi himself didn't feel it. After all, he was the center of admiration by thousands of people. He just raised his hand and pressed it slightly, and then nodded.
"Everyone, I've been waiting for a long time. You're welcome. Please take a seat."
With that said, Yang Yi sat down on his own, and then everyone sat down one after another.
"First of all, thank you very much for giving me Yang the honor to attend this meeting. So without further ado, I will go straight to the topic."
"I'm calling you here this time because there are two things I need to communicate with you."
"I believe that everyone here already knows this first thing, and I also believe that you have some guesses. That is the current situation in China."
Yang Yi's eyes were deep and he looked at everyone slowly and said, "The current situation in the northern and southern regions is worrying and not optimistic. Especially in the northern region, the war is more intense and weaker than in the southern region."
"Even the Yuze Army and the Shenwu Guards were unable to stop the invasion from Xuezhou and Fengyezhou."
After the words fell, the whole place fell into silence.
Everyone fell silent. Even the God King said this. Isn’t it true?
Everyone knows in their hearts that if there is any army on the Chinese mainland that is the most powerful, it is the Shenwu Guards under the command of the God King. They are almost invincible and never defeated.
However, this time, even the Yuze Army and the Shenwu Guards resisted together, but they could not stop the other party's invasion. It can be imagined how violent the other party's attack was. It is not difficult to see that this time they are determined.
I want to capture China.
Of course, everyone here can more or less hear some rumors. It is said that the other party has united this time and mobilized a total of six king-level figures to take charge. The methods are powerful and full of oppression.
For China, this is not good news. On the contrary, for China, this is a bolt from the blue. This news is like a blockbuster that can blow up the land of China mainland anytime and anywhere.
For a time, people were panicked and panicked.
Of course, this sense of panic has not spread to the hearts of the soldiers on the front line. The hot-blooded men on the battlefield are dedicated to the country and are not afraid at all. This is why the military morale has been stabilized. If not, I am afraid that when Yang Yi comes back, this China
The mainland is about to change hands.
"Your Majesty, the King of Gods, if the front line is in emergency, I will voluntarily ask for a fight. I am willing to lead my soldiers to fight against it and resist foreign enemies until death!"
A tall, round-waisted man suddenly stood up from his chair. He was wearing a dark green military uniform, covered with military medals for illustrious military exploits, and a big beard covered his resolute face.
However, the man's eagle eyes were full of fighting spirit and determination to rather die than surrender.
"I'll wait and volunteer to fight!"
Several more marshals stood up, their voices clear and firm, and like the men who stood up just now, their bodies were ignited with fighting spirit.
Yang Yi's eyes flashed with obvious relief, then he looked up at everyone and smiled slightly.
