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Facing the begging of all the officials, Botiao took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

"For the sake of so many people pleading for you, I will forgive you."

Bo Tiao is cold and authentic,

"But from today onwards, you will be dismissed from the position of consul, so please rest at home for now."

Swain secretly sighed in his heart, but he had no choice but to bow and salute,
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness!"

After dealing with Swain, Bodiao put him aside, ignored him, and looked to the other side,
"Draven!"

"Your Majesty is here, please give me instructions."

A general with a fierce face and a scar on his cheek stood up.

"You immediately mobilize the Third Corps to build a line of defense along the Amu Darya River, and you must stop the Dragon Kingdom army."

Bo Tiao paused, and continued,
"I will dispatch the Eighth and Ninth Corps to support you!"

As soon as this remark came out, the Guishuang officials in the palace couldn't help but commotion.

There are a total of ten consuls in the Guishuang Empire, and correspondingly there are ten corps.

Among the top ten corps, the higher the number, the stronger the combat effectiveness.

The First and Second Corps were stationed in the west, and they were on guard against the Parthia Empire.

The Fifth and Sixth Corps were previously stationed in Malakanda. On the one hand, they were responsible for maintaining the Silk Road, and on the other hand, they were intimidating Khwarazm.

But now under the attack of the Dragon Empire, the Fifth and Sixth Corps no longer exist.

The Third Corps led by Draven is a mobile force.

Once there is a problem there, Emperor Bodiao will command the Third Corps to respond.

The Fourth Corps belonged to the Guards, directly under the command of the emperor, and was stationed in Peshawar all the year round.

The Seventh, Eighth, and Ninth Corps are stationed on the long southern border, always ready to suppress those small countries in India.

The Tenth Corps was scattered throughout the empire, and was only responsible for maintaining law and order on weekdays, with low combat effectiveness.

It is not their turn to play in ordinary wars.

And once they are ready to join the war, it means that the Guishuang Empire has come to an end.

Bodiao dispatched two corps from the southern part of the empire in one breath, but left the [-]th corps on the border, which would easily lead to an empty force and make those small Indian countries feel restless.

But this is also a helpless move.

Even the two major corps under the jurisdiction of Swain and Darius are not opponents of the Dragon Kingdom.

If you want to stop them from continuing to win, you can only send more troops.

However, each of the top ten corps has heavy responsibilities on their shoulders and cannot be transferred at will.

Only by sending Draven's Third Corps, and then transferring the Eighth and Ninth Corps to form an army of nearly 30, can we build a line of defense along the Amu Darya.

Therefore, although all Guishuang officials were surprised, they were not easy to refute.

"Besides, Samira, you should make another trip to Ctesiphon and tell the Parthian Emperor Vologassis VI that I am willing to negotiate peace with him."

Bo Tiao ordered.

"The minister...obey the order."

Samira bowed her hand and took the order, sighing slightly in her heart.

Guishuang and Anxi have fought for many years, and their hatred for each other is unforgettable.

But Bodiao is willing to let go of his hatred and send people to negotiate peace. This shows the pressure brought by the Dragon Empire!
"Your Majesty, then... what about southern India?"

Swain, who stepped aside, still couldn't help asking.

"It doesn't bother you anymore."

Bodiao gave him a cold look, and said calmly,

"The small countries in southern India are nothing but clowns."

"As long as the Dragon Empire is defeated as soon as possible, then there will be no problem."

He said it lightly, but Swain knew in his heart that even if he could finally defeat the Dragon Empire, it would not happen overnight.

If those small Indian countries take the opportunity to rebel and the rear is empty, it will be troublesome!
But seeing Bo Tiao's attitude towards him so indifferently, Swain had no choice but to shut his mouth unwillingly.

……

After the meeting ended, Swain and Darius walked out of the palace side by side.

"Your Majesty is so determined to go his own way, I am afraid that we will repeat our mistakes."

Swain sighed softly.

"Then what should I do? Why don't I try to persuade His Majesty again?"

Darius on the side wondered.

"With His Majesty's character, I'm afraid I won't be able to listen to persuasion."

Swain shook his head helplessly.

Just when the two were frowning, they heard a burst of brisk footsteps, turned their heads and looked, it was Delevingne, the consul of the Third Corps.

Seeing Swain and Darius, Draven was taken aback, then laughed,

"Master Swain, brother, why are you two so unhappy?"

"Could it be that you are afraid of His Majesty's punishment?"

"Don't worry, since His Majesty has already said to forgive you, there will be no more punishment."

Yes, Draven and Darius are brothers.

Darius is fierce and aggressive enough, but his brother Draven is even more brutal.

When suppressing those small Indian countries before, he slaughtered cities and countries at every turn.

Mention the name of the executioner Delevingne, those Indians are all terrified.

"Lord Delevingne, I am not afraid of His Majesty's punishment."

Swain slowly raised his head, his shining eyes were fixed on Delevingne,
"It's just that the Dragon Empire is powerful, and the Emperor of the Dragon Kingdom is not an idler. You must be careful!"

"Master Swain, you are indeed old. The mother-in-law looks exactly like my father."

Delevingne smiled casually, his eyes full of mockery.

"Draven, you!"

Darius was so angry that his face was livid, and he said angrily,

"Master Swain is doing it for your own good!"

Draven glanced at him casually,
"Brother, you should stop interacting with Master Swain in the future, and look at what you are now!"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, he walked away.

Looking at his leaving back, Swain couldn't help but a wry smile appeared on his face,
"It's over... I'm afraid our Guishuang Empire is really going to face annihilation!"

"Lord Swain, don't be so exaggerated."

Darius hesitated and said,
"Although my brother is a bit arrogant, he still has some skills. In addition, he has three major armies in his hands. It is impossible to defeat the Dragon Empire, but it should not be a problem to stop them from going south."

"If he is a general with mediocre ability, I'm not worried."

Swain sighed,
"However, he is so self-confident that he has superior abilities and has a proud personality. How could he feel at ease in a stalemate with the people of Long Kingdom?"

"Once he attacks rashly, Bao Buqi will end up in a fiasco!"

"What do you think the empire will be like by then?"

Darius was speechless.

Because Swain's analysis is very reasonable, with Draven's personality, it is absolutely impossible to suppress his loneliness and honestly build a line of defense along the Amu Darya River.