Kaleyan's first reaction was: Want to mess with me? !
But then he instinctively felt a trace of suspicion—it shouldn't be!
If he is still Celia's deputy, all kinds of tricks can be directed at him, anyway, he is just a deputy. But he is now the supreme leader of the alliance mission, and his status is here... To put it bluntly, even if everyone is eager to beat him up and set up a ring on the spot to demand a 1V1 with the alliance, no one except the emperor Qualified to recruit him to the stage!
As for whether the emperor will come to power in person? —Don’t be silly, have you ever seen a leader of a country who suddenly rolled up his sleeves and threw himself into a fight when they met
"In order to commemorate the great moment of the founding of the empire's army and to demonstrate the strength and magnificence of the empire's military strength, every year on this day, the military headquarters will hold an exhibition competition. The winner will receive a letter of commendation and a diamond fruit branch personally issued by His Majesty." Aaron introduced with a smile on his face. Turning a blind eye to the twitching faces of the generals of the alliance: "And every year, His Majesty will send invitation letters to the surrounding free galaxies. The masters sent by the allies will be welcomed grandly. Regardless of the outcome, they will be regarded as honored guests representing the friendly relations between the two countries. !"
The imperial generals nodded in unison, their eyes glowing faintly with green light.
The corner of Kaleyan's mouth twitched for a while, and he asked, "Don't you want to say that we are the distinguished guests this year?"
"Yes!" Aaron rushed forward and clapped Kaleyan's shoulder vigorously: "Is there any guest who can be more honorable than everyone in the alliance? I am here specially waiting for you!"
Kaleyan: "..."
Kaleyan felt as if thousands of mud horses were whizzing by in his heart, and he just wanted to say "I'll rub your MB!"
However, just when the new marshal of the alliance was about to grab the dinner plate and paste the imperial admiral's face, he suddenly heard a steady voice in his ear: "Promise him."
Kaleyan stopped immediately: Marshal
Celia's voice came from the micro-communicator, and no one could hear it except him: "This kind of thing can't be dismissed, even if it is rejected, it will come again next time. Promise him first, and then decide the outcome."
"..." Kaleyan's tense muscles loosened, he raised his head and stared at Aaron with a smile on his face, and after a long while, he only said one word: "Okay!"
…
So this grand state banquet ended quickly in a united, harmonious and friendly atmosphere. Both sides couldn't wait to push the plates, and the attendants immediately stepped forward to carry the table away.
The empire and the alliance were divided into two camps, sitting on the left and right sides of the main hall, each with a crystal platform at hand. No one used exquisite and expensive wine glasses anymore, they all directly lifted the wine bottles up, put them in front of their mouths and drank - this was much more atmospheric than just now, those people in the Imperial Army took off their coats, rolled up their cuffs, Straining his neck, he shouted, "Isaac! Isaac!"
The man with the scar was wearing only a black vest, military trousers, two electromagnetic short daggers on his waist, and Shi Shiran came to the stage with heavy military boots. This person is quite sturdy at first glance, his strong muscles are tanned by the sun, and unexpectedly, the exposed skin on his back and arms is covered with old scars, which are criss-crossed and quite ferocious, adding to the A lot of fierce murderous intent.
Aaron waved him a can of ice wine and asked loudly, "Do you still have it?"
The man with the scar raised his head and took a big gulp, then said with a smile, "Keep it! They are all my medals!"
The alliance side was very unfamiliar with this man. Admiral Abel reached out and stabbed Kaleyan, and asked, "Who is this man? What kind of injury can cause this?"
"Lieutenant General Zakus Isaac, chief of the Imperial Military Intelligence Service." Kaleyan said in a low voice, and the people around him approached calmly, only to hear him say: "—this man was a slave in his youth, Mining on the black planet, when the empire hit them during the first galaxy war, this man killed the foreman and ran to join the army. It is said that the scars were left when he was a slave. Be careful, this man is quite capable .”
While speaking, the man with the scar threw away the wine jar, wiped his mouth with the heel of his palm, turned to the alliance and said with a smile, "I'm under Isaac, and I'm the rank of lieutenant general. I'm the last one in the imperial army. In the past, I was the first to fight. Just to make fun of everyone, please don't make fun of me!"
Most people on the alliance side just nodded indifferently, and Isaac didn't take it seriously, and asked, "Which general in the alliance is willing to come up and give advice?"
- This one is a bit tricky.
Most of the people who came to the alliance mission this time were civilian officials. Although there were seven or eight generals, except for the sick Celia and Kaleyan who couldn't go, the rest were either good at command, not personal combat power. Too prominent; or like Admiral Abel, the military rank is one level higher, and it is not easy to go on the field to bully the small with the big.
The empire obviously also saw the embarrassment of the alliance, and there was a faint gloating light in their eyes. Kaleyan secretly greeted their ancestors in his heart, pondered for a while on the surface, and finally said in a deep voice: "—Mo Wen."
Lieutenant General Mo Wen stood up in response, and took off his military uniform. His eyes were bright and his figure was upright, striding into the field with a knife in hand.
"I'm next, Gene Mowen, Lieutenant General of the Alliance." He bowed his body, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Please give me your advice."
The man with the scar sized him up calmly, and recognized that Kean Mowen was Kaleyan's former marshal's guard.
This person is a rare clear person in the alliance, with a sharp and clear style, loyal to Celia, and a very long service life. In terms of seniority, he can beat the group of people in the Imperial Army by ten blocks. Although he is relatively low-key, he has not heard of any particularly outstanding deeds in terms of personal martial arts over the years, but - a serious background in the Marshal's Guards, how can he be a fuel-efficient lamp
Su Rong, the man with the scar, bowed his body: "Please give me your advice too—" Before he finished speaking, he pulled out his daggers from behind, only to hear the blue electric light explode, and he rushed out like lightning!
In an instant, Mo Wen drew the knife out of its sheath, and the handle of the knife split into two with a click, and then "Dang!", it firmly resisted the oncoming electromagnetic dagger—instantly, the electromagnetic sparks exploded, and the man with the scar rushed towards Mo Wen. Sweeping the pair of knives, he shouted: "Okay!" Then he swung his wrists and swung countless dazzling arcs!
——Electromagnetic cold weapons are very popular among high-level military circles, but the ones produced by the alliance are far less powerful. I saw that the electric light came rushing like a flood of beasts, and it struck between the eyebrows in an instant!
It was too late and then too fast, Mo Wen fell backwards, and the lightning tip instantly cut off the hair raised on his forehead, and it burned to ashes in a flash—and the man with the scar was indeed a spy chief, and he was extremely savage. He was ruthless, and when he missed the hit, he turned the dagger into a beautiful sword flower with his backhand, grabbed the handle of the knife with a snap, and stabbed straight at Mo Wen's right eye!
Not to mention the puncture, even if it touches the edge a little, Mo Wen will go back to do the eyeball implant surgery. No one in the alliance thought that the man with the scar would be so vicious. Everyone stood up for a moment, but Mo Wen suddenly yelled: "Get out of the way!"
There was a loud bang, and Mo Wen's body leaned back to one side with all his strength, and kicked out heavily with the huge force of twisting his body!
That hammer-like explosive force instantly kicked Isaac who was caught off guard!
Kaleyan shouted: "Good!"
With a bang, the man with the scar fell to the ground, rolled twice and then staggered to his feet, only to see a drop of blood slapping down from the tip of the knife—at the same time, Lieutenant General Mo Wen stood up covering his ears, and his fingers suddenly overflowed with blood.
"The weapon is good." Lieutenant General Mo Wen said coldly, he let go of the knife, and the blood on the ear flowed down the neck into the clothes, soaking the entire collar blood red, and it is conceivable that the entire ear was covered. It was torn apart abruptly.
The man with the scar could hear the anger hidden in his voice, but just as he was about to speak, he felt that two ribs had been kicked and broken. Yes! My hands are usually so heavy!"
After all, Lieutenant General Mo Wen was a bit upright, and he wanted to say something when he opened his mouth, but at this moment, Celia's voice sounded in Kaleyan's ears: "Tell Isaac, Mo Wen is not in the same class as them. Wu can't get angry at people who have nothing to do with it."
Kaleyan didn't respond: "What?"
Celia said lightly: "You just say so."
As soon as the words fell, Kaleyan suddenly understood, and couldn't help showing a weird smile, and interrupted the angry Mo Wen: "Lieutenant General Isaac, Lieutenant General Mo Wen was two terms earlier than them, Hate House and Wu can't vent their anger on irrelevant people, right?"
As soon as the words were uttered, the scene suddenly fell silent, and the expressions of everyone in the empire changed immediately!
—Isaac was appointed to lead the Military Intelligence Department because the emperor wanted to promote him to compete with the founding generals from the alliance. Over the years, although General Aaron and others have been powerful, Isaac is not weak. Although the two groups of people have no major conflicts, there is no need to ask whether there is any dissatisfaction or fight in the dark.
Although Kaleyan didn't say it clearly, everyone knows that "two terms earlier" means that Mo Wen became the captain of the guards earlier than Heinrich and Aaron. , Hate House and Wu should also be looking for the empire's own people, why do you hate Mo Wen
These words simply explained the infighting in the Imperial Army, and the scene was completely frozen. I don't know how long it took before Heinrich laughed: "Lieutenant General Mo Wen is very skilled..."
He stood up, and the people from the Imperial Army also stood up, and Isaac bowed and stepped back. The emperor patted him on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement, then raised his head and said, "Please ask the medical team to invite Lieutenant General Mo Wen to heal his wounds—Isaac took advantage of the weapon in the first match, so I think it's a draw, how about it?" ?”
Although he asked how it was, the emperor definitely didn't really mean to ask, so the result of the first match was a tie. In this game, the Empire went first, and in the second game, the Alliance should go first, but Kaleyan only had time to look around the field, and before he could figure out what to say, Aaron got up and said carelessly : "Finally the second round? Okay! I'll do it!"
Kaleyan: "..."
An admiral, an admiral with outstanding military prowess, an imperial admiral who has been ranked second in the empire's most unpopular Alpha list for thirty years, and is known by the people as a ruthless and murderous maniac...
Kaleyan only wanted to pick up the wine bottle and throw it on his head. His fingers scratched the neck of the bottle until his veins swelled. After a while, he barely restrained the urge to commit murder on the spot, and nodded Lev Abel: "—Ai Boer Admiral Burr, please."
Abel glanced at him instantly, with a questioning look in his eyes: Marshal didn't speak
Kaleyan shook his head.
No, there must be nothing to say at this time, all schemes are doomed to be scum under the crush of absolute strength. Abel nodded solemnly, strode forward with a strong body like an iron tower, took a deep breath and said coldly: "This is Admiral Lev Abel—Aaron, don't you need introduction?"
The old acquaintances of the alliance really don't need to play that trick anymore. Aaron hooked his mouth, grabbed the broad knife behind his backhand, and shouted loudly: "No need! Look at the trick!"
Abel had prepared for a long time, but this sword was still unexpectedly fast, and it hit his eyes in the blink of an eye! At that moment, he only had time to dodge it, grabbed the big sword at his waist and swung it horizontally, "Clang!" There was a shocking sound of metal explosion, and the thick scabbard burst open!
-Good weight!
Abel is two meters tall and extremely strong. He usually speaks like a bell, and he is extremely strong. In the past, some people were disobedient during military training, and he grabbed the young man with a big shoulder and a round waist with one hand, and threw it out like a chicken. Later, because of this incident, he was also nicknamed Black Bear by Celia, which shows the greatness of his courage.
—But now, under Aaron's knife after knife attack, he actually felt heavy!
"It's grown—" Abel held the blade with all his strength, forced a sentence from between his teeth, and then shouted: "Let!"
With a clang, Aaron's blade was bounced away, and when the blades rubbed against each other, lightning splashed, and countless sparks flashed so hard that people could not open their eyes! At that moment, Admiral Abel slapped the blade of the sword heavily on Aaron's chest, and the great sword wrapped in blue light whizzed towards him, but then there was a deafening sound of "Dang!"!
Holding knives in both hands, Aaron blocked the big sword like a giant rock, his strong arm muscles bulged, and he shouted: "Give me—get out of the way—"
Clang!
The electromagnetic sword was thrown away abruptly by the broad knife, and the blade edge narrowly brushed against the tip of Abel's nose! Immediately afterwards, the two matched dozens of moves in an instant, and the metal impact made a loud noise like a rainstorm, which made people's ears ring, and even the wine on everyone's table was constantly shaking!
Aaron yelled, "It's over!"
At this moment, Abel was hit and staggered back a few steps, before the horizontal sword could stop him, he saw Aaron rushing towards him like a cheetah, and knocked the big sword away with a heavy blow!
The big sword flashing electromagnetic blue light swirled in the air, snatch! There was a deep chop into the wall, and the whole roof disappeared in an instant. Abel turned around in shock, only to see Aaron slashing down with a knife, and yelled, "You lost!"
The blade seemed to be wrapped in a thunderbolt, and it slashed at Abel's forehead in the air!
With this knife, the whole person can be split in half on the spot, and then burned by the electromagnetic, it is hard to say whether there will be any leftovers. In an instant, Abel's heart stopped beating, and he could see the blade getting closer and closer to him, as if he felt a tingling electric current on his skin—at that moment the emperor stood up suddenly, and shouted: "Qi An!"
The black gold bracelet suddenly shattered, flew up, formed a spear in mid-air, and blocked the blade at the very moment!
With a bang, the broad knife shook violently, and the blade bounced violently in the opposite direction, shaking Aaron's entire tiger's mouth to bleed out!
"What are you doing? Nonsense!" The emperor strode down the steps, and as soon as his foot landed, he saw the black gold spear flying towards him, and he held it firmly in his hand: "It's just a joke, you are so serious about it!" Want to kill someone? Hurry up and apologize to Abel!—Admiral Abel, are you alright?"
Abel's face turned blue and red, walked over for a while and pulled the big sword from the wall forcefully, and said in a deep voice, "I lost, I don't blame Admiral Aaron."
As he spoke, he bowed, turned his head and strode back to the alliance seat, and exchanged a worried look with Kaleyan in an instant.
Everyone in the Alliance did not look very good-looking. In contrast, everyone in the Empire looked pale: Although the first game was a tie, the one who was sent to the emergency room with blood on his face was the Alliance; although there was no blood in the second game, But it was the Alliance that was completely defeated by the flying weapons. According to the three-game two-win system, the alliance is now at an absolute disadvantage.
Although personal martial arts and the overall situation of the battlefield are two completely different concepts, diplomacy is no small matter, and it is too shameful to lose like this.
Kaleyan looked around the team on his side, and was planning to think of a way to see if he could change the next third round from a combat to a combat, when Aaron suddenly interrupted Heinrich : "Your Majesty, why do you keep scolding me? Is there no end? Everyone is waiting for the next game!"
Heinrich: "Oh that's good, let's see who wants to be in the next match..."
Then he was interrupted by Aaron very realistically: "What are you going to do! I see you are holding a gun here, or you will do it in the third game!"
Kaleyan: "..."
Kaleyan finally understood how thick-skinned the people of the empire were and how low the lower limit was.
"How can I play this with you?" The emperor still pretended to refuse, and said flatly: "I am the host of today's banquet, how can the host use swords and guns with the guests? Your military department can send whoever sees who is suitable... General Dreiser, General Fuller! Haven't you always wanted to compete with the Alliance? People?"
The people whose names he called immediately waved their hands and sat back, and all of them suddenly changed from extremely rough imperial generals to shy little white flowers. Not only that, other people also rushed to persuade the emperor: "Didn't Your Majesty fight with us in previous years?" "Yes, yes, why are you not joining the alliance this year?" "Your Majesty, we will Always support you!" …
Heinrich turned his head helplessly, held the black gold spear and said: "Who can compare with me? - Aaron, or you..."
Before he finished speaking, he turned his head and caught a glimpse of Kaleyan, his eyes lit up as if he had suddenly found a good solution!
The corner of Kaleyan's mouth twitched. Before he could hide himself behind Mr. Black Bear Admiral, the emperor stomped the black gold spear on the ground and politely made a salute gesture before the battle: "Kareyan Marshal—you and I were comrades-in-arms in the past, and now we are also the supreme leader of the mission, how about you please teach me today, how about it?"