Chapter 795: Dark Marquis

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Today is a rare good weather, the clouds are thick, and the hot sun can not be seen. Today is also a rare leisure time. People who have been busy for a week can finally relax, because today is weekend and Saturday.
The college students on the street are clamoring where to go to play, whether to go to the outskirts of the cave, or to watch the novel Warcraft in the Colosseum. Workers and staff are also planning how to spend this expected vacation. On this relaxed day, Sindmore’s palace was filled with a serious and heavy atmosphere.
A military minister told: "Your Majesty, the battle report from the front, Black City is lost. Fried has ordered the whole army to completely withdraw from the Volcan region, and is now stationed 50 kilometers away from Black City."
"Black City." Ladart frowned, "The Black City is an important stronghold for me on the front line facing the Magic Moon, and it is also a defensive city in that area. How could I easily fall behind! My Prime Minister, this is what What's the matter?" said Zalberg, who was looking across the temple.
Zalberg said: "Since our army's overall attack on the endless defense line has failed, morale has been sluggish, coupled with the massive reinforcements of the Magic Moon Empire, the form has reached a point where it is not good for us."
"This cannot be an excuse for the loss of the Black City." Ladat said in a deep voice: "Before the soldiers sent the prince to me, I promised that in this battle my St. Bikya will definitely win, and I will appoint General Chia as the marshal Why is it now like this."
"Your Majesty, my commitment is still there, and it will not change, but the situation on the battlefield is changing. In order to cope with the change, we should also keep changing." Zalberg said: "Now the magic moon has an advantageous force against us. In addition, they have an endless defense line to rely on, and Volcan has no very steep terrain afterwards. In order to reverse this situation, I think it is necessary to send troops to the front to support."
"Send troops again." Ladart said: "Will this war expand endlessly?"
Zalberg said: "The war between St. Bikya and the Magic Moon is inevitable. His Majesty inherited the throne and soon, he is in need of a sturdy battle to prove His Majesty's prestige. If this can be won against the Magic Moon The First World War will undoubtedly make His Majesty rule very beneficial."
"How can this battle be sure to win?" Ladat said: "Since the father emperor started, although there is often friction between the frontier border and the Magic Moon Empire, there has been no war for a long time, and the Magic Moon Empire has both economic and military strength. It’s almost the same as San Vikya, and it’s hard to win this battle. Even if you win, it will cost a lot, and it will not benefit the country’s governance.

Zalberg said: "Your Majesty can worry about the country and the people. As the former Prime Minister and His Majesty's uncle, I am very pleased. But your Majesty must be young, and some things are not very clear."
"Ok!"
"Your Majesty, don't be angry." Zalberg said: "War is a matter between two countries, but it is not just a matter of two countries. Although the Magic Moon Empire is not inferior to me in St. Bikya in all aspects, but However, there are unstable factors in the countries surrounding the Magic Moon Empire."
"You mean the holy eagle lion empire?"
"This is just one of them." Zalberg said: "I have confirmed to the envoys of the Holy Grizzly Empire a few days ago that the King of the Holy Grizzly Empire has been on the front line, leading millions of troops and demons. Engage in the moon. Not to mention anything else, the sacred eagle lion empire will cause the magic moon to suffer a lot. In this case, the magic moon empire is enemies in the back, so we will win this battle."
"So, what do the princes think?" Ladart asked.
Zalberg said: "In addition to increasing the army and generals to the front again, I suggest that His Majesty personally order that Marshal Fried use the doomsday trial."
"Judgement at the end!"
As soon as these words came out, the faces of many ministers present changed color.
Radat said: "The Doomsday Judgment, the magic of destruction, was signed with the Magic Moon hundreds of years ago, and the two countries will never use the Doomsday Judgment and the Bells of the Empire. As a witness, the sages now use it rashly, and they will inevitably be brutally retaliated by the magic moon. Both diplomacy and the sacred garden will put our country at a disadvantage."
"As long as the war can be won, past agreements will have no effect." Zalberg lowered his head slightly, his eyes staring straight at Ladart on the throne.
"But what about the holy garden?" Radat asked.
Zalberg said with a smile: "Your Majesty, will the Holy Garden still lead troops to attack Saint Bequia?"
"This..." Ladart watched all the ministers in the palace staring at themselves, and he suddenly fell into a panic and hesitation.
Just when the atmosphere inside the palace was deadlocked, there was a sudden riot outside the palace.
"What's going on?" Ladat asked quickly.
A hall outside the palace will suddenly ran in and said: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, someone privately broke into the palace."
In front of the palace gate of Heijing City, a majestic figure stood in the middle of the road towards the palace. Numerous guards in the Royal Palace surrounded them with halberd weapons: "This is the Royal Palace, no one can enter at will!"
Dark Wuhou ignored the countless weapons in front of him, still striding forward, fearless.
"Stop, we'll do it without stopping." After saying that the guards pierced the gun.
Dark Wuhou's eyes turned, and the dark green pupil stared directly at the talking soldier, only to see that the cloak behind him was tumbling, and a powerful magic surged from around his body.
Hundreds of soldiers at the scene suddenly felt like a heavy hammer, all fell to the ground, blinked again, the person was already 100 meters away.
Dark Wuhou soon came to the nine-star flower garden in front of the Palace of Justice in the Royal Palace. Suddenly, four extremely fast figures flashed in the flower garden, and four blades of glaring blades dazzled towards the dark Wuhou. Dark Wuhou's pace remains the same, and his figure flashes, like the blade of the rain slashing, but none of them hit.
The four black shadows suddenly stopped at the same time, and again at the same time! I saw four black shadows staggered across, and cut a black cross in the air, and the center of the cross was the dark Wuhou Yanlong!
Dark Wuhou glanced at the four black figures standing at the four corners and patted his armor: "The black army's forbidden army is not weak."
As soon as the words fell, the blades of the four black feather's top forbidden troops broke into pieces, and the four spit blood on the ground.
"Yan Dragon!" In front of the palace, a veteran stood on the steps with his sword.
Dark Wuhou's eyes narrowed: "It's you. It's rare to see a familiar face here."
"Please come in, Your Majesty is waiting for you in the hall." The veteran in front of the hall gave way: "Please."
In the Hall of Government, looking at the people coming, the ministers all showed doubts and surprises.
"It's you!"
"Dark... Dark Wuhou... Yan... Dragon!"
Ignoring the eyes of everyone, the dark marquis walked straight to the palace, and the cloak flung, kneeling down on one knee: "General Rainforest, Marquis of Dark Marquis, Yanlong, and see His Majesty the King."
Ladart on the throne raised his hand: "Get up."
"Yan Long, when did you come back, and whose order did you take?" The dark Wuhou Yan Long hadn't gotten up, and the minister present was sending him trouble.
On the side of Trosa Road: "Dark Marquis, without the orders of His Majesty the King or the Prime Minister, the generals outside cannot return to the capital. Moreover, many years ago you committed a felony and were ordered to stay in the rainforest wasteland forever. You will return to the king privately, do you know what the consequences are?"
Dark Wuhou stood in the middle of the hall and said coldly: "Are you talking to me about military law? I know this better than you."
"Then you dare..."
"I'll be back. What do you want?" Dark Wuhou's tone was so powerful that he suddenly scared Troza from speaking again.
Another minister shouted: "Dark Marquis, you dare to despise kingship like this! You are a general of the empire. As a general, you should abide by your duties and obligations. The laws of the country are not for you to tread on."
Dark Wuhou said: "I have my reasons for coming back."
"What reason?"
Dark Wuhou took a cold hand and sneered, not even looking at him: "I don't need to explain this to you, nor are you qualified to listen to my explanation."
"you……!"
"Don't quarrel anymore." Ladart said: "Yanlong, you have just come. There is just one thing now. I want to hear your opinion. At present, in the war between the two countries, the Prime Minister proposed to me to use the ruinous trial of the end. Magic, what do you think?"
"No." Dark Wuhou's answer was short and powerful.
Zalberg said: "Now the front line is stuck..."
Dark Wuhou interrupted his words and said, "Did you regard the imperial warlords too incompetent?!"
"..." Dark Wuhou's words with incomparable questioning and power made Zalberg not knowing how to react for a while, and then said after a while: "The use of Doomsday Trial is all the ministers present and the mentors of the Royal Academy all agree. Yes, why do you disagree?"
"The reason? I'm the reason." Dark Wuhou glanced at Zarberg, "is this reason enough?"
Terosa whispered: "Don't be too rampant!"
"Okay." Radart raised his hand to make the scene quiet: "The Dark Marquis is one of the most meritorious and most prestigious generals in the empire. Since he thinks he can't act in a doomsday trial, I think this matter needs to be discussed. Today’s parliament is here, you retreat."
The ministers left the Palace of Debate with anger and unwillingness, and only the dark martial arts left King Radat. The two were silent for a while, and Ladart took the lead to speak: "I can see that you are angry."
"Yes, because I don't want to see you." Dark Wuhou turned around and took a stand.
"Turning your back to me, you are really rude. But I am not angry. I know you never want me to inherit the throne." Ladart said.
"You are too ruthless, no matter who the ruthless person is, I don't like it." Dark Wuhou's tone was low and the words were heavy.
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