In the kingdom of Karen, in the city of Terra, the Executive Yuan broke out again with an incomparable accumulation of quarrels.

"I'm against peace talks! What a bunch of things they are! It's just a dirty, lowly native, as a civilized person from a noble world, how can he succumb to this group of barbarian natives? ”

"Hehe, don't make peace, continue to fight, right? Huge military spending has dragged down today's finances, and the people's dissatisfaction with us has reached the extreme, and if we do not end the war, this year will be the end of our political career! ”

……

There was another war between the main battle faction and the peace negotiation faction, but no matter how many times it continued, it was impossible to reach a reunification in the end.

Prince Onduret was very dissatisfied with this, but he had nothing to do about it.

In a constitutional monarchy, the king is only the spiritual and political symbol of the state, but the distribution of secular power has long been transferred from the constitution to the cabinet, and the king himself does not attend the meeting, and the prince, as the king's representative, occupies a seat and has one vote, the same as the cabinet ministers.

The prime minister yawned as he watched the cabinet ministers abuse each other without an aristocratic demeanor, and he had long been numb and accustomed to the daily life of the cabinet.

The young prince was clearly not used to the atmosphere, and his expression was a little annoyed:

"Do ministers have nothing else to do but argue? What about the soldiers on the front line? During this time, won't the natives take the opportunity to send troops? ”

The Prime Minister raised his heavy eyelids and glanced at the prince, and then spoke:

"Peace of mind, Your Highness, everything is in the hands of Marshal Momoto, as one of the few famous generals in the kingdom, he will not let the humiliation of defeat continue."

"But, Prime Minister, our enemies are not only those natives."

The prince's expression was a little anxious:

"With the death of 400,000 people, the Kishutar Empire will definitely not let go of this opportunity, this greedy country composed of jackals and vultures, they covet the territory of the kingdom for more than a day or two!"

"End the eastern expedition, regroup our troops, and gather forces on the western frontier to deal with the invasion of the Kishutars, this is what we should do!"

At this point, the young prince's face flushed with his excitement, and he was undoubtedly on the side of the Lord's peace, even though the Lord's purpose was to prepare for another war.

The prime minister shook his head and pointed to the representatives of both sides who bared their teeth like monkeys:

"This is the power given to us by the law, and all our actions are carried out with the permission of the law."

"Your Highness, no one can break the law!"

Hearing this, Prince Onduret could only glance at the emblem of the Executive Yuan fiercely, and cursed in a low voice:

"Damn constitutional monarchy, sooner or later, I'm going to sweep you all into the garbage......"

The Prime Minister just didn't hear it.

……

In the northern region of the Jain continent, after experiencing an unimaginable fiasco, the Karen people adjusted their strategy in time, changed the offensive to defense, and connected the newly built outposts and colonial strongholds to form a tight and solid defensive network, and the more than 700,000 people who retreated from the front line were all used to strengthen this defensive network.

Li Xi and Coleson were not court-martialed for this defeat, and after a symbolic punishment, Marshal Momoto immediately released them to their respective posts, still serving as the supreme commander of the front.

It had been a long time since the end of the war, and the Karen had only cowered in their strongholds, waiting for the rabbits, but the dangerous rabbits never appeared.

An impetuous atmosphere suddenly permeated the barracks, and after the unimaginable fiasco, shadows appeared in the hearts of many soldiers, and some senior officers were even swallowed up by a nightmare, and they were tortured every night because of this, so that their spirits were haggard and their strength was greatly reduced.

Many soldiers already have war-weariness in their hearts, and Amoto is deeply aware of this kind of situation, and all he can do is to appease as much as possible, and give more generosity than usual in terms of logistics and supplies.

However, Marshal Momoto knew how long the appeasement would last, but as the supreme military commander, his dispatch was subject to the Executive Yuan of the Cabinet, and without the orders of the group of politicians who played with the pen, he could only be confined to this new continent.

For the Jain Continent, Marshal Momoto knew that this was a land full of amazing potential, and it would be great if the kingdom could fully occupy it, but when it was conquered and developed, it would not only take time to make this continent put into use, but also require a huge upfront investment, which was tantamount to whimsical in such a sensitive time.

The marshal's greatest concern was not this battlefield, but the western frontier far away in the kingdom itself.

As a veteran of the Kishuttar who had fought for most of his life, Moben knew their style, the emergence of the New World, the military deployment of the kingdom, and the unexpected defeat of the war, and what this series of events meant, and the emperor of the Kishutar would not miss this opportunity as long as he understood it.

In three days at most, the temptations of the Empire will begin.

Amoto thought.

Under the moonlit night, in a strange land, looking up at a strange hometown, Marshal Momoto's face was slowly sad.

Suddenly, his expression froze, and he turned to look at the uninvited guest who had sneaked in.

"Your Excellency, tell me what you mean."

This is a teenager who is a little too young, holding a razor-black blade, and between his eyebrows is a lingering coldness, as if to freeze people's souls.

Night, he personally infiltrated the base camp of the Karen people.

……

On the western frontier of the kingdom of Karen, this area has been under martial law since seven days ago, and the strictest curfew policy has been imposed, and every day that follows, the regulations have been increased day by day, not only by the army, but also by the common people, regardless of any class, and those who dare to violate it will be punished far more severely than usual.

Although the people were dissatisfied, they were equally afraid of the army's bayonets and could only obediently obey them.

At the same time, they are also curious about this martial law situation, which is completely the standard of wartime mode!

More and more troops are massing here, numbering more than 800,000, of which nearly 600,000 are veterans of battle, and the western frontier is probably the most powerful region of the empire except for the Eastern Expeditionary Force.

This army was completely in the hands of Marshal Caroline, an outstanding general on an equal footing with Marshal Momoto in the kingdom, and at the same time a mythical powerhouse himself.

With such a large military force concentrated here, the answer is already on the horizon.

A day later, a numberless army sneaked into the frontier of the Karen Kingdom from the southeast at night, revealing its identity and engaging with the local defenders.

It dawned on the civilians that the purpose of the massive troop build-up had been officially revealed.