The rich and powerful court: billions of personal pets of the emperor

Year 21, New Year's Eve, is a day for people all over the world to be immersed in the joy and happiness of entering the new millennium of the [-]st century.

However, for Beitang Yaori, this day was a day that he would never forget in his lifetime.

--boom!

At [-]:[-]:[-] in the morning of the new era century, Manilasong Island rang and fired.

The whole world is celebrating the arrival of the new year and the new era with gun salutes, but it is the beginning of cruelty and blood on the island of Manilasong.

The outstanding brigadier general, Ulysses Cage, participated in a real battle for the first time.

Cruelty, gunpowder smoke, artillery fire, bloody corpses, comrades fell one by one in front of him, the pressure of the federal military and government, the first elite hundred outstanding soldiers all died overnight.

The dark sky was filled with gunpowder smoke, and the air was thick with the smell of blood and burnt skin, which made people sick.

The black brigadier general's uniform was covered with mud and blood. Ulysses shed tears for the first time as he looked at the last fallen comrade in front of him.

——Brigadier General Cage, this is false information, we were designed, all [-] soldiers were killed, and none survived.

——Brigadier General Cage, the boy holding the Union flag is called Jason, he is just 16 years old, in the morning, he still smiled and told me that after the battle, he would go home to see the girlfriend he had just dated.Now, he can never go back.

— Commodore Cage, go, go!We were designed by sneak attack, it was him, it was that child, he was the mole!

——Brigadier General Cage, the superior's final order, no matter how much combat power we have left, we must let you go back to the Federation safely, even at the cost of your life!

——Brigadier General Cage, please go, go!

——Boom———

"Well--!!"

Beitang Yaori suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.

The fine sweat on the forehead slowly flowed down the handsome jaw, and the chest heaved and throbbed violently.

In front of him, there still seemed to be a sea of ​​gunpowder and fire, with charred corpses and cannon fodder all over the mountains and plains.

it's a dream...

The habitual nervous headache came back again, and Beitang Yaori rubbed his temple slowly and vigorously with his thumb.

That was not a dream, it was the first battle he participated in and led after he was awarded the qualification certificate of a major general in the Federal Military Academy, and the battle ended in absolute failure and disastrous defeat.

What happened more than ten years ago is still fresh in Beitang Yaori's memory.

No matter what he does with ease, no matter what he does, he can do it with confidence. Absolute excellence does not allow him to make the slightest mistake.

And that Battle of Manilasong was the bloody fact that Beitang Yaori would never forget, the most failure and the most shameful.

It was only because of his momentary carelessness that all of them died.

Closing his eyes, Beitang Yaori took a deep breath to calm down his violently beating heart.

A boy in his teens appeared in his mind, with a cold smile that didn't match his age, a thin body, and a scorpion tattoo on his left shoulder and arm.

——Punish one!

Beitang Yaori will never forget this name, this terrifying little boy who owed Beitang Yaori and carried more than 100 innocent lives.

"Yaori..."

The soft whispering voice in his ear brought Beitang Yaori back to reality.

Turning his head, Beitang Yaori saw a worried face.

Lin Nuanxi looked at Beitang Yaori's pale face of unwillingness and fright, and frowned.