On the 11th of July, when the local army in the south was experiencing a new build-up that could be called an earthquake, the news that the empire had been waiting for for a long time finally came from the North Sea under the vast ice.

In the early hours of the morning, the personal servant trembled and woke up the sleeping Austin Kingdom Secretary of the Interior Sirance, "Lord Sirns, the palace has an emergency meeting. ”

The servant's hurried shouts displeased Slangs, who was enjoying the warmth of the bed, and he got up from his bed, put on his clothes, and opened the door of his house, where the fire was bright and the shadows were full of heavily armed Austeen soldiers.

"What's going on?" Sylon felt a sudden in his heart, the scene in front of him made him feel very bad, these soldiers with torches in their hands, scurrying around like wolves, rushed into the mansion of a nobleman opposite, and soon there was a scream and the sound of sharp weapons slashing into the body, Slang knew the owner of the mansion, a Marquis of Austin named Bo Li,

A tall, burly Austensian officer quickly greeted him, saluted, and said, "Sorry to disturb your lordship, we are following the orders of the palace to clear out the rebels!"

"Rebellion?" the word made Slang gasp, and said with a somewhat incredulous gaze, "You mean someone rebelled in Austin City?"

"It's not Austin City, it's Willandra!" said the officer with a stern expression, "Just a day ago, a fleet of ships from Willandra suddenly attacked our fleet, albeit for a short time. But because of lack of preparation. We had 4 sail ships burned down by dastardly sneak attackers, and this morning, the War Department also received information from the side of Willandra, the lord of Willandra, Austin Carlos, who declared himself the master of Austin yesterday, and will lead the fleet north to attack Austin City in the near future."

"What! how can this be!" Slang said in a low voice with a silent expression, no wonder the Marquis of Polis was killed on the other side, because Marquis Polis was once one of Austin Carlos's friends, and when Austin Carlos was besieged by the enemy, he once advocated sending someone to rescue, although in the end he was rejected by His Majesty the King. But most people agree that he is on the same side as Austin Carlos

"Forget it, let's go to the palace!" Stepping into the reindeer carriage brought by the servants, Slang glanced at the burning Boli Mansion with a complicated expression. Then he said to the driver in front of him,

The long dark streets along the way, full of soldiers with torches in their hands, breaking into civilian houses in the name of searching for rebellion, Austin Carlos, as one of the most famous generals in the kingdom, his subordinates who once led were also the focus of this search, on the corner of a street, Slang saw more than a dozen headless corpses lying in a pool of blood, this bloody scene made him frown slightly,

"Woohoo" came from the dark streets around the sound of dogs barking. But soon it turned into an abrupt dead silence, and the streets were filled with only the footsteps of the troops, and the arrival of this rebellion enveloped the entire city of Austin in a bloody storm

The royal palace in the main city of Austin is not large, it is a thousand-year-old frozen land, and there is a shortage of wood, so the entire royal palace is built with huge stones, which are collected from the mountains outside the city, and have been built for 30 years.

The front gate of the palace. The light of the army blocking the road shone on the Mia marble columns, staining the entire column a scarlet color. Approaching the majestic building, among the cold and ornate columnar decorations, Slang seemed to smell a smell of killing and blood.

Slang let out a long breath, not knowing what was going on. He always felt very uncomfortable every time he came to the palace, and this feeling was especially evident tonight. ...,

On both sides of the corridor stood soldiers with torches in their hands. Today, the palace guards are much stricter than usual, and in the long corridor between the palace gate and the council hall, there are solemn palace soldiers with sharp weapons in their hands, cold, gloomy, and silent, only the sound of their heavy footsteps echoing, the firelight swaying, and the shadows of the buildings, this feeling makes people shudder.

At the end of the corridor of the palace, two Austeen guards stood with torches, and on the left side of the door of the council chamber, Duke Langla, the prince of Austin, waited by the door.

Seeing Slang coming, the flickering light shone on the duke's granite-like face, shining on his expressionless face. The two lines of guards next to him held a spear in one hand and a torch in the other, their faces grim. The Duke looked anxious and said, "It's good that you're here, Your Majesty is preparing to move the fleet south, you must stop him"

"The fleet is going south?" Silence looked left and right, and asked in a low voice, "How's it going?"

"Very bad!" said the War Secretary, Duke Langla, in an ugly response, "Hearing of the Austin Carlos rebellion, His Majesty was furious, and immediately demanded that the fleet move south along the near shore, and within three days, wipe out the rebellious lair of Willandra in one fell swoop,

But I didn't agree...... I know that Austin Carlos is a person, if he is not sure, he will never be so blatant as to raid the fleet first, and then so impatiently put up the flag of rebellion,

Moreover, although his raid the day before yesterday seemed very violent, the damage caused to us was not great, and under such circumstances, he would continue to erect the flag of rebellion, I am afraid that he should have some conspiracy!

"What, you actually objected to His Majesty's decision in front of so many people?"

In a disdainful tone, he asked rhetorically, "Sometimes I really don't know how you became the Minister of War, you are so stupid that you have been transferred for half a year, don't you know that Your Majesty is a person who loves face?"

The rebel flag of Willandra City is like a loud slap in the face, you said that you want to make Your Majesty hold back, how is this possible!"

"But sending troops is undoubtedly self-defeating......," Langla retorted reluctantly, when the two of them heard a sudden loud cheer from inside the door of the conference hall

The door of the council chamber opened from the inside, and King Austin Philus strode out of it, and he glanced at Lang La, who was standing at the door,

The voice snorted in a low voice, "Don't think that without your consent, the upper elders will not agree to send troops, I have convinced the Council of Elders that the fleet will depart tomorrow at noon! If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )