Chapter 634 The Empire that Has Been Played Off

In the imperial palace, the emperor and all the elders sat at a long table in order, having a feast and drinking.

The fine wine on the table is a specialty of NAC, and the canned chicken curry and braised beef... are also a specialty of NAC. But when it comes to the special delicacies of the wasteland, of course there are some. The plate of mud crab and crab roe baked in sauce exudes a tempting aroma. There is also the tofu-like violent bear's brain, these are rare delicacies in the wasteland, and people without a certain status can't eat them.

The inland materials are very rich, so rich that it is far beyond the imagination of the coastal Wanghai City.

During the banquet, there were staggered toasts and cups, and the monarchs and ministers were all happy.

"Your Majesty's strategy is really wonderful," a bearded veteran raised his glass and toasted the emperor with a smile, "In this way, the NAC's expeditionary force will return without success, and those annoying mutant tribes , and had to reconsider the relationship with us."

"That's it!"

"Your Majesty the Emperor is wise!"

"Hahaha, all the loves are drinking, this is the best beer bought in Wanghai City. In order to celebrate the prosperity of the empire, let's get drunk today!" The emperor stood up and clinked glasses with the toasting officials.

"Your Majesty said so!"

"Cheers to the Empire!"

"Minister, do it first and respect it!"

"..."

Looking at the obsequious and flattering courtiers at the long table, the emperor responded with a smile on the surface, but secretly sneered in his heart.

You old foxes, who don't know what evil plans are going on in your mind.

Of course, the clever plan of killing people with a knife was not thought up by the emperor alone, but a plan jointly discussed by the Senate. At this time, the reason why these veterans didn't mention a word, and offered this honor with both hands, was just to please him before he handed over power.

The empire does not engage in hereditary inheritance, but the system of walking meditation. There is one year left in the five-year term, who will be the next emperor has to be appointed by the current emperor. As long as the Senate is not unanimously opposed, usually the candidate for the next emperor is basically the "sage" he designated.

At the beginning, I was also sitting among them. A flattering toast to the man who sat in his present position. And in the second year after taking power, he never looked at the late emperor again.

In the empire, abdication is tantamount to retirement, complete isolation from power. Not even a chance to go back to the Senate. I think I still have a year left,

The emperor couldn't help but feel a little melancholy. But soon he was relieved.

At least for now, he is still the leader of the empire over ten thousand people, enjoying the compliments and support of the dignitaries.

The Grand Elder of the Senate personally poured him a glass of fine wine. The emperor tasted it leisurely.

It would be too boring to just flatter at the banquet, one of the elders suggested.

"How about we discuss the fate of the Lower Gru tribe? We gave them too many privileges. There is a lot of resentment among the lower classes."

"It's okay, just arrest those who complain publicly."

"But this is not a long-term solution. Your Majesty might as well take this opportunity and accept the power of the Gelug Tribe." Carefully watching His Majesty's face, a senior elder suggested.

"No! The Federation is eyeing our territory. And the NAC is far away. At this critical moment, we must unite the mutants and the cannibal tribes."

Wine to three rounds. The atmosphere became active, and the elders expressed their opinions one after another.

However, His Majesty the Emperor was not satisfied with the quarrel among the ministers, so he spoke.

"My dear friends, please be safe and don't be impatient. Today we will only talk about Fengya. Regardless of state affairs, let's drink and eat. Don't neglect the table full of delicacies."

"Haha, His Majesty said so!"

"That's right! Let's drink and eat!"

Several veterans also helped to smooth things over, and held the wine glasses with a smile.

Just as the emperor was drinking slightly drunk with his wine glass in his mouth, a guard trotted into the banquet.

"Meet Your Majesty, there is something urgent to report." The guard kowtowed and said loudly.

The emperor couldn't help frowning slightly, but still suppressed his temper, and said in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the NAC issued a declaration of war."

"Announcement of war? That's it? Got it, hurry up and get out." The emperor waved his hand and said impatiently.

He had already expected the war between NAC and the Gelug Tribe, and the information sent back by the detailed staff had already confirmed his guess.

But I don't blame these servants, after all, how can these servants guess this poisonous trick of borrowing a knife to kill someone?

The guard looked hesitant, knelt on the ground and did not get up.

"Why don't you leave? Are you still waiting for His Majesty to reward you with a piece of meat?" The elder sitting at the bottom looked at the guard and laughed.

He has the lowest status in this table, and his official position is not high. He usually likes to tease the inferior people for fun. He picked up a half-eaten chicken leg with his chopsticks and threw it beside the guard.

There was a burst of laughter from the banquet table, seeing the joy of the people above, the face of the last senator was also quite proud, his red face was laughing after drinking, it looked so funny.

The guard kneeling on the ground didn't care about the laughter, gritted his teeth, and then reported: "Report to Your Majesty, the NAC's declaration of war...is not just for the Gelug tribe, but for our entire empire."

The laughter stopped. The smile on the face of the last elder will also be on his face.

With a bang, the wine glass fell to the ground, breaking the silence during the banquet.

The emperor stood up abruptly, staring at the prostrate guards, the cold sweat immediately took away the drunkenness all over his body, and tremblingly said: "You, what are you talking about?"

"NAC declares war on the Empire."

There was an uproar at the banquet.

"It's a lie, how could they declare war on the Gelu tribe and our empire at the same time!"

"It's too arrogant! They only have a thousand people, and the supply line still has more than 600 kilometers!"

"Send troops! Send troops! If you don't teach these arrogant country bumpkins a lesson, they will pay you back!" The old senator said angrily, blowing his beard and staring at his eyes.

"But that airship..." Some veterans also expressed hesitation.

"Joke, such a huge empire is still afraid of their airship! There are only a thousand soldiers in the area, and we only need to dispatch a corps to destroy them easily!"

"What about the Federation? What if they take the opportunity to attack us?"

There was a lot of noise during the banquet, the emperor's face was numb, and his tightly closed lips were livid.

It's time to play off.

...

At the same time, the NAC's military outpost, the Fireball-1 launch vehicle brought by the airship, has assembled. The engineering robot transported the bundles of rockets to the side of the launch vehicle, and the artillery formation completed the loading.

NAC soldiers lined up in neat squares outside the outpost, waiting for the command to be dispatched. The shiny mechanical exoskeleton exudes a murderous aura, and the survivors in the market stare at all this in dumbfounded.

There was a deafening roar in the air, and the Aurora-20, which had completed the bombing mission, switched its vertical take-off and landing attitude and docked on the top of the airship.

Standing on the watchtower at the outpost, Jiang Chen squinted his eyes, inspecting his army. Standing beside him, Wang Zhaowu, the deputy captain, answered neatly.

"All surface FEV virus production bases have been destroyed."

"Are there any targets located underground?"

"Refuge No. 10, the birthplace of the Gelu tribe." Wang Zhaowu replied.

"depth?"

"1000 meters."

Jiang Chen nodded.

Most of the mutants in the wasteland are sterile, and the culture tank of the FEV virus is their "eggs". As long as they are all destroyed and the production data of the virus is deleted, it is considered that the roots of these mutants have been cut off.

If His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire thinks that Jiang Chen is just planning to teach those unsightly Gelug tribes a lesson, then they are very wrong.

For the enemy, NAC has always had only one style.

That is to cut the weeds and eradicate the roots. (To be continued.) To find this site, please search for "" or enter the URL: