"Hey! We are really planning to have a protagonist counterattack and overthrow me, the villain boss!" Chris put down the report in his hand, with an eager expression on his face.
Although many ministers, after learning the divine language, advised Chris to use the title "I" when calling himself.
However, Chris is still used to using "I" to describe himself. What he likes is true one-stop response, the kind of power in his hands.
He was still not very interested in those who called themselves lonely and ungrateful, and added all kinds of modifiers to their emperor's name.
Because he was really afraid. One day, a group of people raised their hands in front of him, knelt on the ground and shouted disgustingly about how the Holy Emperor would rule the world for thousands of years...
Dropping the telegram from afar in his hand, Chris looked at the two beauties Andrea and Arisia beside him.
The content of this message is very simple. On Planet Hope 2, there were a lot of losses. An entire light infantry battalion of puppet soldiers was wiped out by the other party!
Yes, although they are not truly elite, I hope that there will always be cold-weapon indigenous troops without magicians on Planet 2 to fight against the Elanshir Empire. This time, they were able to annihilate more than 500 puppets, which was beyond his expectation.
Unexpected.
It seems that the other party really has the means to fight back! There does seem to be a protagonist in the novel on the distant planet Hope 2!
Thinking of this, Chris really wanted to challenge himself. If he came forward directly, would there still be a boy who rebelled against heaven and killed his army of millions, standing in front of him and overthrowing this tyrannical monarch?
Chris, who returned to Ailansiris, received a complete report, which described the losses of the entire puppet infantry battalion in great detail.
Hundreds of puppets were wiped out by the opponent at once, and the image records also showed that the opponent seemed to have activated an energy weapon, directly covering the defensive position where the puppet troops were located.
So, he twisted his neck, and the smile on his face became even more excited: "It seems that I can't be too leisurely! Let's do this... I'm going to conquer it myself..."
"Your Majesty!" Andrea frowned and said persuadingly: "This kind of thing doesn't require you to personally take action, right? At worst, you can dispatch a larger expeditionary force and choose a general to take a look.
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Arisia has the same idea, and even according to her idea, she can just let the demon troops come forward at will - I hope that no one on Planet 2 can fight against the huge demon army, and the war will soon begin
Finish.
As long as an army of 1,000 elves is sent, the other side will have no power to fight back. The other side will kneel before these elven gods and pray devoutly, asking the gods to grant them a new future.
And if the demon army is allowed to go out, the other party will immediately understand what hell is. When the flames burn the entire world, I hope that the natives on Planet 2 will immediately surrender under the rule of the Elanthir Empire.
I won’t even think about resisting!
Of course, let the dragons go for a walk, let the orcs fight, let the dwarves try, let the magician army take a look... Of course there are too many ways.
If the true strongest legion of the empire is dispatched, the opponent may be more impressed! No race is willing to face Emperor Chris's most elite heavy armored grenadiers.
You know, the heavy armored grenadiers are terrifying troops equipped with various vehicles and can roar for any level of support.
As long as the emperor authorizes it, mortal troops can use nuclear bombs to strike. Any city will become extremely weak when facing such a terrifying attack.
Nuclear weapons can be said to be Chris's God Sword, a trump card of the Elanshir Empire, and a Pandora's box that can destroy the world!
Glancing at Andrea, Chris showed a look of love on his face. He stretched out his hand to Andrea and pressed down gently, indicating that she didn't need to worry.
Then, the emperor spoke: "Anyway, I'm only here to approve official documents. It's very boring. I can't stay here forever, right? I might as well go outside for a walk!"
After he finished speaking, he looked at Luther: "The doctor advised me to exercise more so that I can have a regular schedule and my body will be weaker!"
Anyway, whatever he said made sense. Government affairs could be left to Des, and there would be no problem in pampering himself for the time being.
Of course, the two princesses in front of them and Luther didn't quite understand what Chris was thinking, so they didn't understand why a resistance from a weak Planet Hope 2 would make an interstellar empire emperor act like this.
Eager to try.
"Let people prepare!" Chris stood up and made a decision that could not be changed. This time he did not tap his fingers on the armrest, so Luther knew that the decision in front of him could not be changed.
Yes.
"Yes!" Luther bowed slightly and stopped admonishing - this country was an empire founded by Chris, and it is still an empire now, so no one dares to question the emperor's word!
"Order, the air force and army stationed in Ailansiris are on first-level alert! The Empire's Ailansiris Corps will march with His Majesty the Emperor himself!" Luther issued the order immediately after leaving Chris's office.
In less than a minute, the long-lost sirens began to echo in the barracks of Ailansiris.
"Let the elf troops stationed on Yue Siris prepare! Your Majesty is ready to march in person!" Andrea then took out his mobile phone and ordered to the other side of the phone: "After the army has been reorganized, we will begin to march to the other side.
Ailansiris assembles!”
In the past few years, the elves have recuperated, and the number of children in the tribe has tripled. The elves have gained confidence, and their determination to fight for Chris is naturally extremely firm.
Looking at the momentum of the elves, they might be able to gather an army of 100,000... This is no joke, that is an army of 100,000 magicians!
"It doesn't need to be so grand, right?" Chris felt that Andrea was making a fuss out of a molehill. He was just going to take the garrison of Alan Siris to Hope 2.
Who would have thought that before he could finish his words, Aresia had already taken out her phone: "Fan Kefaer! Gather the troops! The king is going to war!"
On the other side of the phone, Fan Kefaer's voice came out firmly: "Yes! Your Royal Highness! The 11 million demon army is waiting for you! You can set off at any time!"
Now, Chris finally understood that he was not the only one who wanted to let himself go on Planet 2.
All races are ready to show off their talents there to prove their value to the empire.
This time may be one of the few opportunities for various races to adjust their status within the Airanhill Empire!