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Published at 28th of February 2022 06:06:32 AM


Chapter 1371

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The Royal calendar of the British Empire is 298, and the Royal calendar of the holy Helan empire is 220.

March 3rd.

Holy Hiram Empire, the imperial capital, alenmuya, in the palace, the room of wahiri——

Mund reported the latest battle report of the eastern defense line to wahili without expression.

Wahiri's face was not surprised by Monde - quite gloomy.

Because the content of this latest report from the eastern defense line is not good-looking.

Its main contents are basically how many generals and civilians were killed and injured and how much property was lost in the East under the attack and aggression of grassland people.

Before mund's report was finished, wahiri suddenly burst into a rage and overthrew the long table in front of him.

"Bastard! Bastard! "

"Grassland people are so damn!"

"The generals and soldiers of the far east front army should die!"

Just overthrowing the long table in front of him is not enough to vent wahiri's resentment.

In order to vent, wahiri destroyed everything within his sight.

Vase - drop it.

Books - dead.

Chair - kick over.

Mund stood aside in silence.

Silently watching Vasili destroy everything in the room.

Silently listening to wahiri's roar.

"I changed a dog to be the commander-in-chief of the Far East Front Army, which is better than Nikita!"

After the unprecedented humiliation of the "grassland army parade outside the imperial capital" three years ago, wahiri appointed the most capable general under his command - Nikita, who had led the army back to ailenmuya at that time, but completely missed him, as the new Far East commander-in-chief of the far east front army.

Although he has let the strongest general under his command take over as the general marshal of the Far East Front Army, the bad situation in the Far East has not improved at all.

The reason is that the national strength of their holy Hiran Empire has weakened.

The decline of national strength has led to the decline of military strength.

Commanding the Far East Front Army, whose combat effectiveness has been greatly weakened, to fight against the wolf like grassland army - even Nikita can only feel powerless.

Over the past three years, wahiri has long been suffocated by the aggression and plunder of grassland people every year.

After destroying almost everything in the room, wahiri finally regained his composure.

"Mond."

Wahiri asked mund in a deep voice.

"I decided to remove Nikita as commander-in-chief of the far east front army."

"Who do you think should be the new commander?"

"There is no need to limit the selection to the marshals."

"As long as you think you have the ability to command the far east front army against the grassland people, you can recommend it to me."

"... your majesty."

Mund sighed after a moment of silence.

"If even Nikita can't take the grassland people, no one in our empire may be able to deal with the grassland people..."

"... damn it!"

Wahiri kicked the bookshelf next to him and knocked it to the ground.

Wahiri's remarks just now were not polite.

Wahiri has long been angry with the grassland people for their endless aggression and plundering of the Holy Hiran empire in the past three years.

It also made wahiri secretly determined that as long as he was able to lead the army to defeat the grassland people and help them avenge the Holy Hiran Empire, wahiri would push him to the position of commander-in-chief of the far east front army.

The bookshelf on Vasili's side was kicked down. For a moment, various pieces of paper placed in the bookshelf flew around like snowflakes.

Wahiri was upset by the pieces of paper flying around in front of him, and waved his hand to take them all away.

As he photographed the pieces of paper flying in the air, wahiri accidentally noticed a piece of paper floating in front of his eyes.

A piece of... Very familiar paper.

Wahiri grabbed the paper with a big hand.

Expand.

It says a man's name - El Bernard.

Looking at the names written on the paper, the memory came to wahili's mind.

Wahiri remembered the origin of this paper - Dominic, who was about to die of illness, handed it to him two years ago.

Dominic, who was dying, recommended two talents to wahiri - el and Camille.

In order to let wahili know the names of the two people better, Dominic wrote the names of the two talents he recommended on paper and handed them to him personally.

Wahiri didn't care about the two talents recommended by Dominic.

Wahiri took the paper with El's name on it in order to make Dominic happy.

As for the paper with Kamil's name, wahiri even confiscated the paper with Kamil's name because he really didn't want to use a woman as the Prime Minister of the country.

After returning to the palace room with the paper with El's name on it, El casually stuffed the paper into the bookshelf and never noticed it again.

Until now, two years later, in this extremely accidental opportunity, the paper finally came to light and was seen by wahiri.

Wahiri held the paper in his hand.

His eyes were fixed on the name written on it.

"... your majesty?"

Seeing Vasili holding a piece of paper and no other movement, Mond called Vasili gently in a tentative tone.

Wahiri looked away from the paper.

Head slowly raised.

"Mond."

"The officer is here."

"Call El Bernard for me."

……

……

Holy Hiram Empire, outskirts of allenmuya, town of Poji, musket department.

Dong, Dong, Dong.

El sat on a chair in the firearm department, beating the small drum in his arms at will.

No music is being played, just casually.

Looking at El's appearance, it seems that he just wants to play the drum and listen to the sound of the drum. He doesn't want to play any sweet music at all.

"El..."

Just then Gabriel opened the door and shouted angrily at El:

"What are you doing these days? I bought a lot of musical instruments and played them again and again! "

"What are you going to do? Do you want to learn musical instruments? "

"You think too much." El smiled and replied, "I'm not interested in music. I just want to listen to different sounds of different instruments."

Then El picked up the drum in his arms.

"What a nice instrument."

Looking at the little drum in his hand, El praised it.

"The sound is loud enough, and the sound of knocking is passionate enough."

"Although I don't know what you're doing, you'd better put down what you're doing first."

Then Gabriel raised a white envelope in his hand with a smile.

"Another letter from Camille has come."

Hearing Gabriel's words, El's eyes suddenly brightened, quickly put down the small drum in his hand, and then asked Gabriel:

"What does the letter say?"




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