As threatening words were spoken from General Zio, the already tense atmosphere of conversation suddenly became tense.

"Be careful, Lord Zio." Captain Thier reminded "kindly": "Don't forget who you are talking to."

"Who are we talking to?" Major General Layton's eyes showed fierce light, covering the three people in front of him like dark clouds: "Who are we talking to?"

He pressed one hand on the table, and the four legs of the conference table suddenly let out an overwhelmed scream.

"We are talking to [Dandolo]! We are talking to [Pisani]! We are talking to [Tiepolo]! We are talking to the richest, most famous and most powerful family of Hailan." Major General Leighton pointed at Captain Thiere's nose: "That's why you - not the other naval cats and dogs - sit here!"

Vetor Pisani responded: "I know who to talk to, but I am still so rude. It seems that the military academies of the United Provincial People do not teach etiquette?"

Seeing that the meeting was about to end again, Major General Jacob de Barr had to smooth things over: "Why have to compete for the best in words - we are not Frora, aren't we?"

Vetor Pisani snorted lightly, but did not go back with tit-for-tat irony.

Due to the large amount of moisture-proof and deworming filler filling under the floor, the air in the Army's confidential archives is hot and turbid, which is uncomfortable.

Major General de Barr left the chair, opened the ventilation duct in the corner of the room, and "by the way" pressed Major General Leighton back to his seat.

"There are no outsiders here, no army, navy, only a few sea blue people are worried about the fate of the motherland." Major General de Barr brought the conversation back to the main point with ease, and he made a serious statement:

"Anyway, please come here, just to inform you that the pseudo-Emperor is vigorously expanding his fleet, buying military supplies and renovating the roads and bridges in the southern border of the empire on a large scale. We have tangible evidence in our hands that the pseudo-Emperor has never really given up his ambition for alliance territory. Once we shed too much blood in the civil war, the next sovereign war will come to our generation."

After hearing De Barr's words, the three naval officers fell into strange silence.

Suddenly, Vetor Pisani laughed: "Isn't this known thing?"

Little Pisani asked the three army generals in disbelief: "You have worked hard to get us here, just to talk about this?"

Major General Layton was a little embarrassed: "We are showing you irrefutable evidence."

Little Pisani choked back without any hesitation: "No need for your evidence, I also know the pseudo-emperor's wolf ambitions for the inland sea!"

Following the precedent, the conversation escalated into quarrel, but General Zio's words stopped the process.

"We know what you are doing in Taniria." The Army General raised his deep pool eyes and said slowly: "You have recruited a large number of unemployed people in the name of sailors, but let Lieutenant General Serbiati train them for you."

Colonel Vaubon, who was on the edge of the conference table, suddenly became more restless, but he did not dare to interrupt the general's speech.

Admiral Zio's voice was not loud, but every word was clear: "Inside the army, some people now ridiculed the Third Legion as the 'Navy Army'. In your navy, some people also satirized the Islands fleet as the 'Navy Navy'. But in fact, you are using the Third Legion to arm an army that truly belongs to the navy. You must act like this even if you trample on the principle of land and sea jurisdiction - you are preparing for a dangerous gambling."

This time, Captain Pisani and Captain Thier both consciously silenced.

The two looked at Admiral Dandoro in the middle. First, the conversation between the generals was not easy for the two captains to interrupt; second, they were not clear about the situation in the Tanirian Islands.

"If you really worry about the fate of the alliance as you said." Admiral Dandolo said without commenting on General Zio's words, and he slowly said: "Then you should show these files to the Federal Provincial People, not to show us."

"No need." General Zio replied coldly: "The people of the United Provinces spent only a lot more money in the north than we did."

Admiral Dandoro met the general's gaze: "Since that is the case, the Unionists still chose to send troops. It proves that they have concluded that the empire is temporarily unable to move south. The Southern General Army has been disbanded, and the cruel liquidation that followed has caused panic among the nobles in the southern territory."

Admiral Zio frowned: "Although pulling out poisonous sores will cause pain in the short term, it will only make the body stronger in the long term. Besides, what is the situation of the Southern General Army? You should know better than us. In thirty years, it will be almost infiltrated into a sieve by the Unionists. Rather than an army, it is the largest smuggler in the southern border of the empire. What is the difference between disbanding or not?"

"But the Southern General Army was indeed banned." Admiral Dandoro's eyes sharply became: "Don't say that the Southern General Army is not a sharp sword, even if it is just a stone, as long as it is hanging above the head of the alliance, it is enough to prevent everyone from acting rashly. And now, it has disappeared. You can say that this is the pseudo-emperor's plot, but this is also an opportunity. An opportunity to completely solve the problem."

"The Unionists are experts in Fabian tactics and fortress defense. Before the new Southern General Army was formed, there is no possibility of completely solving the problem." Admiral Zio's words were loud and clear: "This is not an opportunity! This is a trap!"

Admiral Dandoro looked at the Army Admiral: "That is, you agree that completely solving the problem is not a matter of principle, but a technical problem."

Admiral Zio picked up his arms, lowered his eyes, and stopped talking.

Admiral Dandoro no longer leaned forward, and returned to his sitting position before the conversation, declaring that the confrontation between the two was over.

Little Pisani and Captain Thier communicated speechlessly, and finally Little Pisani spoke first: "In any case, the United Provincial People have crossed the red line. We really want to know what respectable army colleagues plan to deal with it?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! This time it was Major General Layton's turn to exchange eyes with Major General De Barr.

After receiving support, Major General Leighton cleared his throat and said proudly: "There is a young man in our army who, by chance, is now serving in Paratu. But he is a Venetta after all, and has learned a lot of skills during the Taniria Conquest War, so he did a good job in Paratu and now has a considerable army.

The cross-border behavior of the United Province must be learned, but Venetta should support an agent in Paratu, and fight with the United Province through agents, rather than sending troops personally, so that the war can be limited to controllable scope. This young Venetta man in Paratu is the best agent and tool."

Major General Layton boasted proudly, but the more he heard the little Pisani on the other end of the conference table, his face became more strange.

"Improve it." Vetor Pisani interrupted the major general of the Army and asked tentatively: "Is the 'Veneta who served in Paratu, the adopted son of General Serbiati?"

"Oh?" Major General Layton was stunned for a moment: "You know?"

Little Pisani burst into laughter and raised her eyebrows and asked, "Who else doesn't know about the 'Wolf Blood' now?"

Major General Layton waved his hand: "That would be even better, so I won't introduce it to you. You just need to know that although he is not old, he is very capable and absolutely loyal and reliable."

"Please wait a moment." Little Pisani rubbed his forehead: "We certainly have heard of the great military achievements and legendary experiences of Wolf Blood. If I have the chance, I also want to see the charm of this compatriot with my own eyes. But do you think he is from your army?"

"Of course." Layton's nostril was about to rise to heaven: "Winters Montagne served under my nose during the Tanirian War."

"It's hard to say." A happy smile appeared on the cheek of Little Pisani. He raised his hand and pointed at Colonel Vaubon who was trying to hide: "General Serbiati's messenger was sitting there. You might as well ask him in person if General Serbiati could command [Wolf Blood]."

"And my son who can't command me?" Leiden sneered.

Colonel Vaubon's expression became more and more awkward. He blushed and said hesitantly: "Lt. General Serbiati specifically ordered me to inform you that Captain Winters Montane is not an officer under his command. He could not order Captain Montane to do things against his interests, and in the same way, he would not take actions against the interests of the Republic for Captain Montane. Please...rest assured."

Major General Layton stood up "twist" and glared fiercely at Colonel Vaubon.

Poor Vobon was a colonel, so he could only lower his head and pretend that he was a piece of furniture.

Little Wetor's words came from a light and light saying: "It seems that the comments of 'absolute loyalty and reliable' must be considered again."

"Damn! What are you sarcastic?" Leiden smashed the table hard: "After all, it's because you swallowed too much military expenditure? Otherwise, how can we compromise like this? The streets are full of homeless people, they are ready-made soldiers. At this time, they should be absorbed into the army, rather than forcing them to take risks.

If we expand two legions, the security issues of Veneta will be solved immediately! If we expand four legions, the United Provinces will never dare to act rashly! If we expand eight legions, you don’t have to end up. We will solve the United Provinces once and for all.

But you are like snakes! Your belly is about to explode, but you are still shouting 'It's not enough'! Greedly sucking the Republic's finances, but don't care what impact it will have on the army. What qualifications do you have to sarcastic?"

"Knowing that unemployed people are unstable factors, they still have to arm them locally, train them, and hand the knife to them." Vetor Pisani was not willing to be outdone: "Isn't this ridiculous?"

"After entering the army, they will naturally be convinced."

"How can resentment disappear so easily? How do you know they won't fight back?"

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Major General De Barr took the initiative to save it: "Okay, don't argue about irrelevant topics. Today, I invited my colleagues in the Navy to reach a consensus on the future route between the Army and the Navy, rather than fighting for the Army and the Navy first."

Both Vetor Pisani and Leighton were very proud of Major General De Barr's face. They no longer spoke, but neither looked at each other.

Major General de Barr took a deep breath and looked at Admiral Dandolo: "Even if General Serbiati's adopted son had his own interests, he would not refuse our aid. In any case, a war of agents without wet hands is more in the interests of Veneta. Captain Winters Montagne is naturally closer to us than other forces in Paratu, so he is still the best candidate for agents."

"Don't wet your hands?" Captain Thier asked, "The first lesson every naval officer learned on the deck is 'It's impossible not to wet your clothes as long as you are on the boat', let alone your hands."

"But wet your hands is better than wet your whole body." De Barr responded with a humility and urination: "Isn't it?"

Both Vetor Pisani and Lorenzo Thier both turned their eyes to the Admiral.

Martino Dandolo is sixty-four years old this year.

When he first stepped on the deck, the Republic of Veneta did not exist, the sea blues were fighting with the Nasria, the mercenaries were the main body of the army, and the boring city-state war seemed to never see the end.

At that time, if someone declared that "the Zhucheng-state, which is fighting openly and secretly today, will be included in a new country in the future", it will definitely bring ridicule.

Unlike generals on land, few naval commanders can live to the age of Martino Dandolo.

Sudden cross winds, unrecorded reefs, huge waves higher than masts... There are too many things on the sea that can easily overturn a ship. The harsh living environment, poor diet and scurvy also greatly shortened the lifespan of the captains and sailors.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! The more important reason is: the army generals who lost their troops and humiliated the country still have a chance to survive; and the naval commander who lost the fleet, even if he escapes the fate of sinking with the ship by chance, he will eventually be beheaded and taken away by the great sword in the parliament square.

The sea is like an altar, swallowing up generations of sea blue people.

Half of the captains cannot survive forty years old; if they can pass the 50-year-old pass, most captains will never go to sea again.

Only when you live to the age of sixty can you be qualified to compete for the position of commander of the fleet.

When Martino Dandolo was sixty-two years old, he was promoted to the commander of the Inner Sea Fleet, the most powerful position of the Venetta Navy.

Now, he spoke.

"I have seen tsunamis that flood the city and the fire that swallowed the city." Admiral Dandoro said: "I have seen the military flag of the Feilencui people flying under the Hailan City, and witnessed our San Marco flag planting the walls of the Baihua City. I have won and experienced a crushing defeat. Some of the difficulties in your eyes are broken and broken. Once you walk over and look back, you will find that it is just a small wave of history. Every time, the Hailan city can burst out with strength and achieve the final victory."

In the archives, some nodded, some were dissatisfied, some were expressionless, and some pretended to be furniture, but everyone was listening quietly without exception.

Admiral Dandoro said calmly: "And over the years I have experienced, I have learned one thing--sometimes, without wetting the whole body, I cannot completely solve the problem."

Admiral Zio frowned.

Admiral Dandoro's thick body became taller invisibly: "The attitude of the Navy has not changed since hundreds of years ago, and our interests are consistent with the sea. We support violent, rapid wars, when the war begins, we go all out, and when the war ends, the merchant fleet can sail safely on the inland sea again. We cannot support long, consumed wars, which is not good for business. And your agent's plan will drag us into a protracted war."

"Doesn't work for business?" Major General Layton sarcastically said: "In the past two years, you have seized the merchant ships of the Union Province on the inner sea, and you have made a lot of money."

Captain Thier replied disdainfully: "Compared with the loss, that little income is not worth mentioning."

"Business is not everything about Veneta." Admiral Zio stared at the Admiral.

"No." Admiral Dandoro replied firmly: "Trade is everything about the sea blue!"

Admiral Dandolo stood up, and Vetor Pisani and Lorenzo Thier also stood up quickly.
Chapter completed!