An ominous aura enveloped me, as if I had done something wrong. A soldier worriedly looked at the battleship with the commander's logo on the virtual screen, revealing a bewildered appearance.

Although I didn't see the appearance of the manager, judging from his actions to bombard City as soon as he took office, it should not be a fuel-efficient lamp. At least this kind of domineering is not available to everyone.

"Contact request from an unknown enemy ship"

"Liaison Signal Channel Establishment ......"

The sound of machinery came from inside the battleship, and a huge virtual screen appeared in front of all the soldiers.

Dixie's figure was revealed, and at the same time, the appointment document of the commander of the Southern Fleet was also clearly displayed on the virtual screen. All the soldiers gasped in unison, feeling their scalps tingle.

It was actually a princess of noble status who came, and two thousand warships actually surrounded it. What's wrong with the world? Could something more exaggerated than this happen?

"The way you greeted you was very special, which made Ben Shuai stunned"

"It's just that how long do you still want to besiege Ben Shuai in the sky? Or do you want to just shoot it? ”

"All soldiers immediately returned to their respective barracks"

"All the generals go to the Marshal's Palace"

"The commander will only give you a quarter of an hour, and anyone who exceeds the time limit will be sentenced to death for the crime of rebellion."

The sound with a murderous aura echoed through the two thousand warships, and the virtual screen disappeared when the signal was interrupted.

All the soldiers reacted almost simultaneously, hurriedly controlled the battleship, and flew in the direction of the barracks. A cold sweat appeared on his back, and he was full of fear for the days to come.

The majesty of the royal family is deeply rooted in the bone marrow, and the more low-level generals and soldiers are, the more they are full of awe of the royal family. It is a big sin to surround the commander with a warship, but with the identity of the princess of the boss, it is even more of a crime.

The dark clouds dispersed and the sun shone down, and Muriel looked at Dixie with a look of admiration on his face. Unexpectedly, Her Royal Highness the princess actually solved the dilemma laid by the senior generals in an unpredictable way.

Perhaps this is the so-called unconventional play, which can effectively disrupt the opponent's plan.

It is undeniable that the generals are deeply entrenched in the fleet, but their energy is limited and they cannot encompass all the soldiers. And at this point, the majesty of the royal family for countless years occupies an absolute advantage.

Otherwise, this fleet should be the private soldiers of a certain family, not the Southern Fleet.

"Drive the battleship directly over the Marshal's Palace"

"Ben Shuai wants to see who dares to stop him along the way"

"Yes"

The female guards shouted loudly.

One military order after another was delivered, and Emily led the men from the outside to the inside of the battleship. Then the energy that had gathered on the muzzle of the gun dissipated, and the hatches shut.

The battleship slowly lifted into the air and flew into the sky above City.

Hundreds of people poured into the Marshal's Mansion, looking at the battleships in the sky, all with bitter smiles. When will the Empire announce the imminent arrival of a new manager? Could it be that something has happened in this?

Thoughts intertwined with each other, looking at the boss at the front, one by one showed a look of understanding.

Those who can enter the Marshal's Mansion are all high-ranking generals, and they have their own judgments on the situation in the empire as well as the internal and external situation. Knowing that the boss was killed one after another, he also sent a princess as the boss, and it seems that she must be an outcast.

It's just that based on the analysis of the situation just now, Her Royal Highness the princess is not a vegetarian.

The eyes of hundreds of people intertwined with each other in private, and almost instantly, they split into factions, puffed up their chests and walked inside.

"Stepping on ......"

The sound of crisp footsteps sounded in the lobby.

Hundreds of people stood in their respective positions, looked in the direction from which the voice came, and saw Dixie walking around surrounded by more than seventy people, all with serious expressions.

"Met the Marshal"

"Met the Marshal"

Hundreds of people bowed and shouted at Dixie.

Dixie's eyes circled over the crowd, and instead of making a sound, he walked towards the throne. At the same time, seventy female guards exited the lobby and guarded outside.

"Your welcome was very special."

"An eye-opener for Ben Shuai"

The strange voice of yin and yang sounded in the ears of the generals.

Hundreds of generals secretly frowned, feeling extremely harsh. What does it mean to be special? What does an outcast want to do? Do you really think that she is the commander of the powerful Southern Fleet?

"Your Highness laughed"

"In fact, this matter still needs to be asked by His Highness"

"We haven't received the news of His Highness's arrival, why did you bombard my Hayman City when I arrived outside the city?"

The general, standing on the right hand, asked Dixie.

A famous general walked out one after another, echoing the general.

"Please also ask Your Highness to give me an explanation"

"Seconded"

"Seconded"

Dixie looked at the hundred or so people who came out and secretly remembered them. These people were all high-ranking generals who held a certain amount of military power, and controlled nearly half of the strength of the fleet.

"Muriel"

"In"

"Recall the message record of the announcement"

"Yes"

Muriel replied.

A virtual screen slowly unfolded in the room, and the handwriting on it appeared. The generals looked at the time display on it and looked surprised. Then his eyes focused on more than ten people, revealing a light of incomprehension and doubt.

"Hans. Grace, you're the interim manager, can you tell the boss what's going on? Was it a deliberate disobedience, or was there disagreement with the appointment of the Empire? If there is any objection, I also ask the generals to jointly write to the emperor and abolish the marshal of the Southern Fleet."

"Your Highness is angry, this is just a misunderstanding, we are training in the morning, and we can't receive the notice from the Marshal's Mansion in time"

Hector. Dawson explained.

Dixie looked around at the generals and raised her voice to ask.

"Intensive training? I don't know what kind of training camp it is, but the generals don't even care about the Marshal's Mansion."

"In order to deal with the assassination of the gods, all the generals of our Southern Fleet agreed that it was necessary to carry out a closed training, so we did not receive the news."

Hector replied.

The generals spoke out.

"This matter will be testified in the end"

"The Last General Can Testify"

"Seconded"

"Seconded"

Hundreds of generals replied loudly.

Dixie took a deep look at Hans, Hector, and the generals, and diverted from the topic. Although he did not win the first battle, he also won the rights that belonged to the marshal.

Although it was nominal, it was a small victory.

As for the next thing, there is still time anyway, and you can play slowly with them.

"This is the end of this matter, you are all gone."

"Yes"

The generals were stunned for a moment, and then they understood and replied in unison.

Princess Dixie was about to bombard Hayman City on her first day in office, and she had cut off some superficial things, so it seemed pointless to be here at this time. The identity has been confirmed, and the next step is when she holds the authority of the Marshal's Mansion.

If you stay here, you will only find yourself unhappy.

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