Looking up to heaven in hell Chapter Eighteen Days

A moment later, when Rogge stepped into the emperor's study, he found that almost all the powerful people in the empire were standing in the study. When the fat man saw this situation, he immediately stood quietly in the most remote and dark corner of the study.

The study of Emperor Feuerbach was not big. After squeezing more than twenty powerful ministers, it seemed quite crowded. The powerful men squeezed me and I squeezed you and barely stood up like two factions. They were not willing to show such obvious momentum of forming cliques in front of the emperor, but at this moment, Strau, Pompei, Alexander and others were already in power, and almost all the ministers of the Empire chose to stand on one side. At this moment, this place in the study room, crowded among the hostile factions, always makes people feel uncomfortable. Only those ministers with neutral positions were not standing on either side, but if they were standing in the middle, they would face the emperor head-on, and according to the imperial etiquette, it was very disrespectful. Several people were so anxious that they were wandering around the room, sweating like rain.

The study was in chaos, and Emperor Feuerbach leaned against the back of the chair, his eyes half open and half closed. It seemed that because he got up too early, he still had not woken up completely. Behind him, the boss looked drowsy.

For some reason, Roger suddenly felt a very strong smell from the boss. This was a taste of indescribable or the taste of time.

As the ministers pushed each other, their anger gradually grew. After experiencing the Blood Moon Night, everyone knew that the last veil of warmth on the surface between the two factions had been torn off, and from then on they would be endless attacks, frames and assassinations.

Straw, Pompei, Alexander and others naturally had to maintain their graceful image. But the officials under their command were scrambling to fight secretly. In this regard, since Pompei had many military generals, his martial arts skills were far superior to those of the civil servants of Straw's sect, so he gained the upper hand in secret struggles.

Emperor Feuerbach suddenly opened his eyes and roared like a lion: "Have you made enough trouble?"

The study suddenly became quiet. The ministers who had just fought happily were silent at this moment, and they didn't even have the courage to peek at the emperor's furious face.

Several old ministers who were qualified and old suddenly recovered. When Emperor Feuerbach was young, he killed countless people in order to consolidate his throne, so he was also known as the "beheading emperor". In recent years, the emperor grew older. The bravery and ruthlessness of his youth have become increasingly far away as the years passed, and the ministers gradually forgot about the bloody methods of the emperor back then. At this moment, with the roar of Emperor Feuerbach, the majesty of the former instantly reappeared, and the ministers were only scared and trembling.

"You are all very capable," the emperor's tone eased a little, but the chill in his heart was only stronger. "You fought very well last night! Even the army was mobilized. Very good, very good! I watched wonderful street battles in the imperial palace. I have to say that you have very good command art and adaptability, and you are completely worthy of the title of the best soldier in the empire!"

The emperor looked around at the quiet ministers and suddenly asked gently: "Such a brilliant and fierce street battle happened in the imperial capital. Can anyone tell me what this means?"

The study room was quiet.

The emperor looked around again and suddenly a thunderous roar broke out: "This means rebellion! I'm not dead yet, can't you wait?"

Who dares to answer such a topic?

Dead silence.

The Emperor looked a little too excited. After coughing for a long time, an unhealthy blush appeared on his face, and then he said, "Okay. I want to hear your explanation about what happened last night."

The Prime Minister of the Empire, Straw, was the most powerful position, and according to convention, he should be the first to speak. He was not polite at the moment, and stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, last night should have been a safe night. But in the middle of the night, I suddenly got a news that someone was brave enough to assassinate General Riddle, the commander of the City Defense Army! My first thought was that someone was going to rebel..."

Straw was very eloquent, and he talked endlessly about the war last night. The old fox was not afraid of his side's minor mistakes and even had the courage to admit it. But he detained a series of serious crimes such as provoking chaos and using the army without voluntarily on Pompei, Alexander and others. For some reason, he did not mention Roger at all when attacking Pompei and others.

Straw never stopped as soon as he opened his mouth. He knew that the emperor was not energetic and that others could not interrupt him, so he said one more minute, and Pompey had less time to defend himself. It seemed that if no one interrupted him, Straw was ready to sue him for a whole day.

"Okay, OK!" The Emperor finally couldn't bear it and interrupted Straw's endless long speech: "Pompey, Alexander, let's talk too!"

Pompei and Alexander were very military-style, and their speech was many times more concise than Straw. However, their sharp resignation was not inferior to Straw. Not only did they say that Riddle was assassinated as Straw's conspiracy, but they also accused him of privately mobilizing the army and raising a large number of warriors in the prime minister's mansion, which was clearly trying to rebel.

Next, it was time for the powerful ministers to express their opinions on the dispute last night. Since the leaders of the two factions had already opened a hole to attack each other, their followers naturally could not be idle. Everyone added fuel to the fire and pointed at each other and criticized each other. The ministers with neutral positions racked their brains, on the one hand, they should say as objectively and truthfully as possible, so as not to be misunderstood by the emperor as mediocre, and on the other hand, they should not offend either side. Those who remained neutral when factional struggles were almost intensified, mostly wanted to make another choice when the situation was clear, so as not to make early choices, and as a result, they chose the wrong direction and brought disaster to themselves.

Although Rogge was able to stand in the study and become one of the most powerful ministers in the empire, he was inferior to other people, whether in history, connections or power. Therefore, he was happy to hide in a corner, watching the ministers quietly make a move with their smiles, trying to kill their opponents.

At this point, Rogge finally had a new understanding of the political situation of the empire. Although the warriors in the north were straightforward and rough, the political undercurrents around the emperor were no worse than those in the southern powers.

No matter where the attack originated, the final focus will be on the recent major mistakes of the other faction. Straw's faction seized the seal of the Abyss Gate and was broken, and the Sea God's Legion made a big fuss about the heavy losses. Pompei and Alexander factions accused Straw and Druid of being very happy with merit and did not understand military affairs at all. But they encouraged the emperor to go to the dark forest. As a result, Druid, who was named the king of the jungle, did not play any role in the dark forest. In the end, the army was defeated and retreated. Judging from the war process, even if Druid and Straw did not have other conspiracies, they would at least have to be charged with being stupid and incompetent.

Pa! Pa! Feuerbach the Great slapped the table several times, and then he suppressed the quarrel.

His eyes slowly swept across Alexander, Pompei and Straw. The three powerful ministers stood respectfully.

"Enough! I have heard enough of this quarrel!" The Emperor didn't speak loudly this time, but anyone could hear the anger in his body: "What happened last night has exceeded my patience. Now it's time to break the dispute between you. Straw!"

The imperial prime minister was shocked, but he still tampered with his teeth and took a step forward.

The emperor looked coldly at the old minister who had followed him for more than 20 years and said, "Didn't you always say that Pompei was not good at guarding the Abyss Gate? Well, from now on, your Hutu warriors will take over the Sea God Legion to guard the Abyss Gate, and the handover will be completed within half a month. Within half a year, I will see that the seal of the Abyss Gate is completely reinforced to ensure that the same problem will not occur again!"

Straw was shocked, but his face remained silent and he received the order from the Emperor.

Alexander and Pompey looked at each other for a moment. Neither of them expected that the problem in their hands would be handed over to Strau.

At this moment, the seal of the Abyss Gate is extremely fragile and may collapse at any time. Moreover, behind the Abyss Gate, there are still powerful and terrifying abyss creatures that are gathered. Last time, even the Rose spider appeared. If the seal is destroyed again, maybe even the legendary Nargak tribe will appear.

In case, Alexander returned to the imperial capital this time and brought a total of 30,000 troops and 50,000 dwarf slaves. He left 20,000 troops and 40,000 slaves at the gate of the abyss to help the severely damaged Sea God Legion station there. If there was no help from the Ice River Legion, if the seal broke again, the remaining Sea God Legion might not be able to withstand the impact of the abyss creatures.

But neither of them looked happy. Everything came and went, and their tasks might not be easier than Strau.

Sure enough, the Emperor looked at the two empire generals and said coldly: "Since you think Straw makes a mistake in the battle of the Dark Forest and is incompetent, then this time you two will attack the Dark Forest! Alexander and Pompey, you are all leading the most elite legion of the Empire, not dwarf slaves, and there are more than 50,000 warriors in the imperial capital and the gate of the Abyss. When I entered the Dark Forest last time, I brought a hundred thousand army. This time I will allocate you another twenty thousand warriors. Just like Straw, you will be able to restore the two permanent strongholds of the Empire in the Dark Forest within half a year."

Pompei and Alexander looked at each other. They had a vague premonition just now, but when the mission really fell on their heads, they couldn't help but be shocked.

Straw's face was swept away. Although it was still not clear, his mood was much more balanced, and it was completely incomparable to the depression just now.

"Is this fair?" The emperor glanced over the ministers with a sharp look. Seeing that the ministers were still shocked, no one had any objections, and said, "I know that you are just for the candidates for my death. Now I will completely solve this problem! In the past six months, whoever completes the task first, whoever supports the prince of the land is the next emperor! Okay, let's go and prepare!"

When they came out of the imperial palace, the ministers in the most powerful empires were all covered in sorrow.

Pompei, Alexander and Roger were about to get on the carriage and return home, when the Prime Minister of the Empire, Straw, rushed up. He smiled and said without a smile: "The two lords will definitely win the dark forest, and the horse will be successful! When the two return triumphantly, I will welcome you again."

Alexander laughed and said, "This is easy to say! If the two empire legions can't take over the dark forest, then we have been in vain for decades! Lord Straw, please rest assured!"

Straw smiled and said, "Lord Alexander is the first war god of the empire. With you, are you still afraid of those monsters in the Dark Forest? I just don't know how powerful the dwarves' combat power is compared to those of the Dark Forest. However, the combat power of the dwarves slaves in the selected areas is naturally extraordinary. Speaking of which, your Ice River Legion dispatched a total of 80,000 troops, and the commander of this Eastern Expedition seems to be destined to be left behind."

Alexander was slightly stunned. He had indeed agreed with Pompeii just now that he would be the commander of the Eastern Expedition. But when Straw said this, the agreement between him and Pompeii seemed to have quietly changed a little.

Pompei suddenly laughed and said, "I am so grateful to Lord Straw for so much care about us! The task of guarding the Abyss Gate is really beyond my ability. I have felt a little exhausted physically and mentally over the years. It is great to be able to hand it over to Lord Straw's Hutu warriors. In the past month, I have been worried all the time that the seal may not be destroyed by dark creatures at any time! Lord Straw, half a month is very tight, so we should hand it over as soon as possible, otherwise it would be bad if we miss the time and anger the emperor again."

When Straw calmed down and got home, his face changed a little. He knew very well about the sealing situation of the Abyss Gate. It was no problem to support it for one or two months, but after a few months, no one could tell.

Moreover, before the handover, if Pompei did not make any moves on the seal, he would be called the three famous generals of the empire.

Both sides had their own thoughts and had no intention of fighting at this time. At that moment, Strau and Pompey briefly agreed on the matters related to the handover of the Abyss Gate Defense Zone.

Before leaving, Straw suddenly looked at Roger who had not spoken, and said, "The last time Lord Roger visited my simple mansion, it was too hasty and the hospitality was not good. If you have time these days, you might as well enjoy the glory again. This time, I will never neglect you."

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