The Final Knight

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"Oh?"

Hearing Celtic's words, Yulian was a little surprised. He looked at the old general in curiosity, not knowing what he was going to do.

"Master General, this seems inconvenient."

"It's nothing."

General Celtic waved his hand slightly, and then a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It actually has something to do with you."

Then, Yulian learned the whole thing from General Celtic.

It turned out that shortly after Yulian and others left the Red Fortress, the reinforcements of other nobles also arrived, and it was these people that gave General Celtic a terrible headache. After all, nobles with a bit of eyesight and judgment in West are not allowed to allow their family heirs to take risks. And this convocation has also become a good opportunity for the nobles to clean up their differences. Then trouble also ensues. At present, the nobles in the Red Fort are divided into these categories. One is arrogant, arrogant, stupid idiot, who think they can turn the tide, or take this opportunity to spend some credit, anyway, they must be unrelated to combat ideas. And there is the "unrest" who took the opportunity to be expelled by the family and came to die. After all, there are more or less such people in each family. They either threaten the interests of the family owner, or Obstructed the family's path. In a peaceful day, the family has no way to eliminate these guys, so as to avoid falling behind. And now with such an opportunity, they are naturally willing to do it, not only can they remove the nail in their eyes, but also can get the royal family's favor, kill two birds with one stone, why not do it?

As for the last one, there are some romantic outbreaks, or those who truly serve the country and the people. Of course, these nobles also make up the minority, this is not to say that most nobles do not have the heart of patriotism, but that a qualified noble always has to make the best plans for the residents of their territory, and now, these people lead their The soldiers came here instead of defending their families. If it fails, then all the strength of their family will be buried here. This is not irresponsible for the country, but irresponsible for the family. And even those families who barely nodded, only allowed them to lead a small part of the army, so this group of forces is also the weakest.

Of course, these boring things between the nobles, General Celtic did not want to control, he is a pure soldier, for the arrival of these nobles, it does not matter in itself. But what he did not expect was that these nobles soon set off a trouble like a one-eyed monster sneak attack.

The reason is very simple, they all want to be the commander of this army.

Although they are not qualified to command the garrison inside the Red Fort according to the statute, but the strength of these nobles has gathered together, but there are about 10,000 people, and if they can command these nobles, it is also a remarkable thing. So these nobles immediately started a new round of scramble.

No one gave in.

For those arrogant nobles, they cannot bear their succumbing to others (especially nobles). For those cannon fodder, their destiny is of course in their own hands. They are sent to death, but it does not mean that they are going to die, so naturally they must do their best to fight for the chance of survival. For those who really came for this, of course, they do not want the incompetent and wasteful aristocracy to control the army, otherwise it will only lead to failure. Therefore, they must also **** control.

The forces of the three parties did not give way to each other, but the Nuo red fortress was disturbed. But even so, none of the three factions can compete for a victory or defeat. So in the end, someone suggested that the highly respected General Celtic should issue the appointment, so that they would no longer have any objections.

This is also the beginning of Celtic's nightmare. The previous sneak attacks have made him extremely tired. Yulian's arrival finally shared some pressure. Now it is such a thing. If you can, Celtic really wants to beat these people, and then throw them all out of the fortress, let the guys roll as far as possible.

It is a pity that he has no way to do so.

So, Celtic's original compact daily schedule, there is such a new job-listen to these nobles complain every day.

After telling You Lian the whole thing, the two had walked outside the reception hall. Through the thick wooden door, they could vaguely hear the quarrel inside, but this time, Celtic was cunningly rushing to You Lian. He smiled and then opened the door.

The quarrel immediately stopped. Yulian thought for a moment, then raised her eyebrows slightly, revealing a cunning smile, and then followed Celtic into the room.

Later, he saw several nobles sitting on the sofa, diametrically opposed.

Sitting on the largest sofa in the middle is a fat dwarf. His head is almost like a watermelon that crosses over. He is dressed in a Chinese costume and eight of his ten fingers are wearing golden rings. It looks as if A luminous body, even the originally dark reception room has some sparkling meaning. At the moment he was sneering, looking at the two opponents beside him.

Sitting on the right side of this fat nobleman was a plain-dressed, tall, thin boy. He sat silently on the sofa on the other side, curling up his tall, thin figure, crossing his fingers, looking Indifferent, but there is arrogance in the eyes that cannot be concealed.

And the last person surprised Yulian a little, because this person is exactly what Yulian knew-a member of the Byrd family, Viscount Juventus. Right now, he took off the noble clothes he had been wearing and put on an arm, which seemed to be a bit heroic. The people who follow him are also familiar with Yulian. The wolf-like eyes and the cold, dark face are not the famous killers of the Zac family, Della?

This combination is quite interesting, what are they doing here?

While Yulian was thinking, everyone turned his attention to him. After all, this young man will follow behind General Celtic, and it will certainly not be a simple character. But after seeing Yulian's dress clearly, everyone was stunned. A young noble? If it is an officer, it is easy to understand, but noble?

How is this going?

But when Viscount Juventus and Della saw the figure of Yulian, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"What did you come for today?"

At the moment, Celtic looked serious and impatient, with a completely different expression than before.

"Yes, General Celtic."

The tall, thin young man stood up and saluted Celtic respectfully.

"I understand your mood very well, but please be considerate, after all, this is not a trivial matter, and the time is now more pressing, I think we still need to elect a commander in a less controversial way Officer, lead us to fight."

"Isn't this easy?"

At the moment, the big fat man sitting on the couch patted his belly, it didn't matter.

"Well, let's choose a few representatives each and play a game. Let's see who is more powerful, and whoever is more powerful will be the boss? How? This method is simple and clear. Does anyone have any opinions?"

Having said that, the fat man also deliberately and provocatively glanced at Viscount Juventus and others, and it was clear that both parties should have had unusual experiences. According to the experience of this guy, Viscount Juventus will definitely raise a counter-argument, and he can seize this opportunity and mock him well.

However, to the surprise of the fat man, this time Viscount Juventus did not refute. Instead, he exchanged winks with Della around him, and then answered.

"This.........we have no opinion."

"what?"

"It's stupid."

After hearing the unexpected answer, the fat aristocrat froze, and the tall, thin young man sneered.

"Mr. Clark, this is a war, not a street gangster fight. It is not a way to be a soldier.

"If you can't say that, strength is necessary for the soldiers, otherwise, not just finding someone to fight against the enemy? What training do you have? Mr. Cheton?"

"Uh huh!"

Seeing the crowd arguing again, Celtic snorted coldly. And when he heard his hum, the people immediately re-closed their words, even if they wanted to fight for power again, at least they knew that the oldest general in front of him was the one with the most real power. Out of the fortress is considered light. In case of being punished for being guilty of disobeying military discipline and disrespecting military law, this is true injustice. So this is why these nobles, despite fighting for power and gaining profits, still dare not move.

After the crowd re-silenced, Celtic glanced at them, and then said.

"I understand your thoughts, this matter really can't be delayed, especially now that the military situation is urgent, and it's time to make a decision."

Hearing this, the expressions of the four people immediately became dignified. From Celtic's words, they can hear that this time the old general is serious, he really intends to make a decision! You know, in the past, in the face of their quarrels, the old general used the phrase "research and decision before making" as an excuse, but this time, he told them unequivocally that he had really made a decision!

After thinking of this, everyone involuntarily became nervous. They straightened their chests and stared at the old general in front of them.

Who will he choose?

Who should he choose?

Who will he choose?

Everyone was waiting for the answer, but they did not expect that at this time, Yulian, who had been silently following General Celtic, suddenly spoke.

"General Celtic, I have a suggestion."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, General Celtic looked a little weird. He glanced at Yulian and opened his mouth, although he wanted to announce his decision now. But after seeing Yulian's smiling expression, the old general's heart was cold for no reason. If he wanted to export, he swallowed it back.

"what do you want to say?"

"I think you also understand that General Celtic, the most taboo of the army is the gap, but looking at the appearance of these few people, no matter who you choose, others will not be convinced."

"..............."

General Celtic did not speak, nor did the others speak. Of course they understood the meaning of Yulian. This is simply nonsense, but between the nobles, is it not to see who can ride who is on his head?

Frankly speaking, this situation is embarrassing. In terms of status, the representatives of the three factions present are all Viscounts, and they are only about one or two years apart in terms of age, and their prestige and strength are also indistinguishable. Moreover, the positions of the three parties are very contradictory. Some people do not care about their country, while some people are to protect their homeland, and some people simply want to get some benefits from here. Contradictions are irreconcilable, and naturally there is no way to integrate them.

"And now, since we have joined the army, we naturally have to do it in the way of the army."

Speaking of this, Yulian clapped his hands, and a rather "human and animal harmless" smile appeared on his face.

"So, why can't everyone use military merit to win or lose? According to experience, before the offensive and defensive battle really begins, both sides will conduct some small-scale trials, then, I personally suggest that if you can, you can use this Several of them led their men and fought in these temptations. Seeing who had enough victories, then who was qualified to lead all the noble troops, General Celtic, what do you think of this suggestion?"

"This one………"

Hearing this, Celtic really hesitated. Frankly speaking, he originally planned to give this mess to Youlian to deal with. Although he knows that this is certainly not the best solution, he believes that Yulian will definitely be able to solve this matter.

But now, Yu Lian told him plainly, don't keep dragging yourself into this kind of thing. Celtic is really ashamed to say that Yu Lian just dragged him to help him solve those one-eyed monsters. He just came back and wanted him to solve these troubles. Others said that they didn't even eat water or drink... And this old face of General Celtic could not go down anymore. If you insist on issuing this order at this moment, it is obvious that Yulian will never do it.

At this time, the eyes of several other people also focused on Yulian. If they were curious before, they are now puzzled. Know that General Celtic is so prestigious that even they dare not talk nonsense in front of him. But this young noble could not only interject, but even received the attention of General Celtic?

Who is he?

"Ok."

Celtic hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to agree with Youlian. After all, this did not cause any loss to him, and, for the soldiers, it is always a good choice to be able to die their troops. In this way, there are also explanations on the noble side. This is their own loyalty to the country and patriotism. It’s a great death and great burial, and it has nothing to do with themselves.........

"I agree with you, Mr. Youlian."

After the idea was settled, Celtic made a decision.

"Then things are settled. Prepare yourself. Of course, before you go to war, according to the military regulations, only after my consent is allowed to attack. If you violate the order, you will be dealt with by military law! Yet?"

"Yes, Lord General."

Since General Celtic had already spoken, the nobles sitting there could no longer say anything, and they could only nod their heads in agreement. In any case, they also spent a lot of energy in this, and now, anyway, finally gave a solution, as General Celtic said, so they can only accept.

"Now that it has been decided, then everyone will be separated."

As soon as Celtic spoke, he felt a lot easier.

"As a commander, I still have a lot of things to do in the fortress. I hope that such things will never appear in front of me again!"

This can be a threat or a warning. Obviously, the commander has already spoken, that is to say, if a similar problem arises in the future, then the general may be able to adjudicate by means unimaginable by everyone.

After saying this, Celtic turned and walked out of the reception room. Yulian shrugged his shoulders and turned to leave. After that, Viscount Juventus and Della glanced at each other and immediately chased them out. Only the fat nobleman and the tall, thin young man were left. Right now, the fat noble stared at his opponent with a smile, proud.

"It's such a shame, Mr. Chelton, you have done so many things in your mind, and the result is not comparable to a strange little nobleman we have never seen before? I really can't figure out where your previous skills were thrown. Go? Shouldn't she sleep too much with the woman?"

"Huh. You group of waste, have not yet evaluated my qualifications."

The tall, thin man looked at the fat nobleman, showing disdainful mockery and contempt.

"Anyway, you low-end idiot is nothing but waste that was sent to death. You and I have nothing to say about this waste. It belongs to me, sooner or later it belongs to me. And you? But so ."

With that, the tall, thin man waved coldly, and then left the room. Only the fat nobleman sat there smiling, until the figure of the tall and thin nobleman completely disappeared, he changed his face.

"It seems that things have really become very troublesome. Go and investigate immediately to see what the nobleman is."

"Yes, master."

Along with this sentence, the air around the fat noble suddenly twisted slightly, and then returned to calm again. (To be continued, if you want to know the future, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)

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