In a villa in Kyoto, the white-haired Prince Yagfeton, dressed in the dark blue general uniform of General Goude, strode into the gate of the villa surrounded by more than a dozen senior generals of Goude.

Passing through the spacious and bright large front hall, the one-color high-end red carpet extends to the threshold of the hall, the thousands of reliefs on the walls along the way are lifelike, the top floor is so high that people dare not look up, countless crystal lamps are hung like stars in the sky, and the gorgeous and luxurious decorations can not make the prince's eyes stay for a moment.

His eyes were fixed on the entrance that was getting deeper and deeper, and from inside the closed marble door came the sound of a conversation of Eun

"Open the door!" Prince Argfeton took a deep breath, straightened his collar again, and waved his hand to the guards standing at the door, he had only one goal, that is, the throne of King Yaghelen, Arghelen had already left the city, and the assassination plan began to enter the operation stage, Prince Argfeton was 100% sure of the success rate of this assassination,

If you can't kill the powerful Vikia Falcon, can't you kill a girl who is powerless? Before the news of success comes from outside the city, taking the opportunity to control Kyoto and taking the entire Kyoto military power into your own hands is the most important part of the plan, and no matter whether the assassination succeeds or fails, you will be the biggest winner

"His Royal Highness Prince Argfetton has arrived!"

With a loud voice, the hundreds of hundreds of great German officers who had been waiting in the hall of the Ministry of Military Affairs stopped talking at the same time, and turned their heads with strange expressions.

The door opened, and hundreds of heavily armored and murderous Nord hoplites rushed in with glittering steel shields and battle axes, surrounding everyone inside

"Your Royal Highness?"

The atmosphere of the hall that can accommodate hundreds of people is solemn, everyone is looking at each other and whispering, the strange atmosphere and the strange atmosphere of the soldiers from all around, everyone has a trace of ominous omen flashing in their hearts,

Under the bewildered gaze of everyone, Prince Argofeton's old but upright figure appeared in everyone's eyes like a lion. He walked straight to the head of the long table in the middle that only His Majesty the King could sit.

"I'm sorry to invite you in such an indishonorable way!" said Prince Argfeton, who sat down on the King's throne with a blank expression, his gaze sweeping over the faces of the crowd with various expressions. He said sharply, "At the moment of my life and death, as an elder of the royal family, I will never sit idly by, in view of the treason of Yaghelen to negotiate with the Falcon Dynasty in private, I declare that I will deprive Yaghelen of the title of princess of the royal family, and take over the representation of the royal family of Goude Kyoto and the royal family."

"How so?"

There was a commotion among the Lords, and they saw behind the Prince. More than a dozen generals who held the real power in Kyoto, all with faces as pale as iron, pursed their lips tightly, and looked straight ahead, like more than a dozen solemn sculptures, silently, as if no one had seen this transgression

Seeing that the superiors were all with such attitudes, the officers who were deceived by the military emergency meeting. At this moment, it was all dawned on me

"Rebellion, it must be a usurpation of power!" The faces of some of the great German officers were as heavy as water, and some of them could not hide their anger on their faces. But under the secret obstruction of colleagues, they can only dare to be angry but dare not speak.

They had come here on an order from the Ministry of Military Affairs, and they were all startled when they saw so many people here at first, and they thought that there was something big going on in Kyoto, but the appearance of His Royal Highness was enough to explain what would happen next

In the end, there was a respected veteran general who stood up, and he was Boassard, who had been escorted back from Vicchia by Northernvik.

"Get out of the way!"...,

A veteran with an upright personality. He pushed away the hands of his colleagues next to him to stop him, bravely stood out from the crowd, and glared angrily at Prince Argofeton in his seat

"Your Royal Highness, what do you mean by this? Everyone knows that Princess Agrolk is the direct bloodline of His Majesty Agrolk, and you have led troops into the Ministry of Military Affairs without authorization. Do you want to rebel against you by saying such a great rebellion? If you do, then you are a virtuous sinner!

"Is it a rebellion?" Prince Argfeton said with a grim face, his teeth clenched, and his eyes full of anger!

"Don't forget, who did that guy from Yagrolk snatch the throne from! Boassad, you are also an old general of my kingdom of Goude, and you have personally experienced the battle for the throne back then, you touch your heart and say, am I a rebel? Yagrolk made me Roude the way it is, is he a sinner of Virtue, or am I a sinner of Virtue!"

"There's nothing wrong with Majesty Yagrolk, and you're not wrong either, it's this era that is wrong! When you meet an opponent you shouldn't meet!" the veteran Boassard's face changed, and he said without backing down, "But if you start a rebellion now, you're forcing hundreds of thousands of Kyoto people to their deaths! You are putting everyone on a path of no return!"

"Is death so terrible?" said Prince Argfeton, whose face was hideous, and his eyes were as bright as flames, as he looked at the officers gathered together below, and said loudly, "Where are the brave and fearless warriors? Have they all become cowards who dare not speak out in battle!"

With a "boom", Prince Argfeldon pulled out his sword, and cut off a corner of the hard long wooden seat with a sword, the sword body was disturbed by cold light, and the hilt of the sword was inlaid with more than ten blue-red gems the size of a cat's eye, which converged into two staggered battle axes.

"It's the sword of royal power of Yagrolk!" Everyone was in an uproar again, the sword in the hands of Prince Yagfeld turned out to be the sword of royal power that had been inherited by the royal family of Yagfeton for five hundred years, representing the supreme authority of the royal family of Yagfelton

"Without you, Virtue would not have come to this point, failure is not terrible, what is terrible is that you have even lost the heart of a warrior, in the face of today's situation, what face do you have to see your ancestors who have fought and died, and face this sword of royal power with face!"

Prince Argfeton raised the sword of royal power in his hand, greeted the sunlight shining from the window, and said in a deep tone, "Compared with me, you are the sinners of virtue."

"His Royal Highness the Prince is right, instead of leaving a stench for 10,000 years, everyone should fight to the death!" At this time, the officers of the prince's faction mixed with the officers began to agitate,

"Fight to the death!" the other officers also shouted excitedly, and even the veteran Boassard didn't know how to face the situation.

"Your Royal Highness, what should I do when Her Royal Highness the princess comes back?" someone raised such a question, and the excited voice suddenly stopped, the legitimacy of the bloodline is still rooted in the hearts of the middle-level virtuous officers, it is one thing to follow the rebellion, and it is another thing to make a move on the beautiful Princess Helen

"Her Royal Highness the princess is afraid that she won't be able to come back!" As if he knew what these middle-level officers were thinking, Prince Argofeton pretended to be sad, he took out a piece of information from his arms and put it on the long table in the center, and said regretfully, "Although Agnhelen is accused of collaborating with the enemy and treason, but after all, she is also a member of my royal family, I have accurate information that this negotiation is a trap for the Falcon Dynasty, these despicable falcon soldiers will kill Helen in the negotiation, and then use this to deter us from surrendering!"

"What? These falcons are too despicable!" As soon as these words came out, the Nord officers below immediately exploded, "For the sake of Her Royal Highness the princess, for the sake of the kingdom, we will fight with the falconers!"

Looking at the already one-sided situation below, the corner of Prince Yagfeton's mouth showed a smile when he stood up, the overall situation has been decided, more than ninety percent of the middle-level officers of the Great Kyoto have gathered in this hall, and mastering them is equivalent to mastering the army of the Great Kyoto!

At this moment, the door of the conference hall, which had been closed after the Prince had just entered, was pushed open from the outside, and a hurried-looking officer hurriedly walked in with a piece of information in his hand

Just this morning, while negotiating, Her Royal Highness was assassinated by an unidentified person!"

As soon as the officer entered the hall, he couldn't wait to raise the information in his hand and shouted loudly, his steps were heavy, but the news he brought to everyone was more like a hammer smashed on the heart of the officer of Roude

"Is what you said true? What's wrong with Her Royal Highness the Princess? If you're telling a lie, I'll twist your neck!" a young Roude officer twisted the collar of this Roude officer with a sad and indignant face, and there were not a few Roude officers who were as excited as him, and hundreds of people rushed over almost at the same time, almost squeezing the Roude officer who delivered the letter to death

"Ahem, really, absolutely true!" the officer tried to hold the information in his hand high, and coughed for a while with a flushed face before he gasped and said intermittently

"If you don't believe it, you can send someone to take a look outside the city yourself, now the entire Falcon Army is being mobilized,

As long as you look for any soldier, you will know that just this morning, the Rude negotiating team was assassinated by an unknown person in Antok, not only Her Royal Highness was stabbed to death, but even the head of the negotiation of the Falcon Dynasty, Plais, was also seriously injured!"

"So, Her Royal Highness really ...... Princess" Some of the great officers had their faces as dead ashes

"Conspiracy, this must be the conspiracy of the Falcon Army! Why is Her Royal Highness the Princess dead, but their people are still alive, what about the Vekia Falcon? Why didn't the Vekia Falcon come forward to negotiate...... Fight, everyone fights with the Falcon Army"

The thought crossed the minds of many of the great officers, and at the same time they felt a surge of blood and the courage they had lost filled their chests (to be continued). If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )