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737 Crazy (4)

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At 1:30 in the afternoon, when the bright sunshine finally revealed their figures in the gaps between the buildings, windows and tree crown branches and leaves. Tool: No ads, full text, and more. This golden light stretches the entire city into countless oblique projections. The contrast between shadow and light makes the world suddenly clear, three-dimensional and vivid.

Marquis Spit, the Speaker of the Burnster District, straightened his frizzy coat and got out of the carriage while holding on to the armrest of the carriage. He had a pleasing and handsome face. With curly brown hair, deep blue eyes, a high bridge of nose and a slightly square and upturned chin, as the Speaker of the Burnst District of Lower Dorok, he He is also a general from Lower Dorok, who has just arrived from the front line.

The 30 steps leading to the hall were full of people. They were either whispering to each other, or gathering in small groups, clutching information of unknown content in their hands, and looking anxiously into the distance from time to time. In the direction of the closed parliament hall, a look of concern was written undisguisedly on his face.

Thousands of excited citizens of Aaron gathered at the main gate. Some young people wearing simple mail armor held banners under the steps of the meeting hall: "Down with the tyrant, Dorok people are not cowards. Down with the tyrant, down with the tyrant." The slogan "made the already messy scene look even more "chaotic" and "exposed\

,""Nonsense!" Marquis Spit snorted. These excited young people reminded him of the scene when he was young. During this time in Aaron's life, he had become accustomed to such things. Dorok was the most beautiful person in Aaron's city. The rumor that "nv" Bosha "Hua" Li was detained by the Falcon Dynasty made the whole Aaron like a ignited powder keg. It seemed that he changed from the peace faction to the war faction overnight.

Especially the passionate and excited young people, they simply want to start a war with the Falcon Dynasty immediately and play the protagonist of a heroic rescue of the United States. Although there are battles within the Dorok Mountains, there has been no large-scale war for nearly a hundred years.

This city is located in the hinterland of the Dorok Mountains. Hundreds of years of peace have already made many young people in Aaron forget the bloody wars that their ancestors fought to protect Aaron. The war was so far away that they started shouting. It also seemed extremely relaxed, as if just one slogan could make the big man who suppressed the entire continent tremble and succumb to it.

If it were half a year ago, Spit might have been like those young people clamoring for war, thinking how powerful Dorok was, and would always talk about founding a country and war.

However, the war with the Lods half a year ago completely changed Spit's understanding of his own strength. Compared with the real continental power, the scattered Dorok did not have the strength to fight in a war. Now, suddenly announcing the founding of a country is nothing like committing suicide. What a difference. 3∴35686688

Think about it a few months ago, Dorok's 100,000 troops were attacked by 50,000 German troops in the Aarhus Mountains. Instead of gaining any advantage, they had to retreat hundreds of miles in just 2 months. , chose to abandon the central city of Lower Dorok, Kujient, despite the death of more than 30,000 people.

This battle almost caused the entire Dorok coalition to collapse. The generals blamed each other and the troops coordinated properly. Spit, who served as the adjutant to the commander-in-chief, suddenly realized how ridiculous his previous ideas were.

The towering mountains and complex terrain have caused the Dorok people to develop a self-reliant mentality. They believe that although their strength is not as strong as that of Ruidian and Lud, it is at least better than the second-rate Wekiya, Sasha. Rand and other countries must be stronger.

However, the disastrous defeat in the battle with the Lod people undoubtedly told the Dorok people extremely cruelly that the disorganized Dorok could not even compare to a second-rate country. If not for the timely rescue of Upper Dorok, Lower Dorok would have The region has been destroyed for a long time, and now the German army is still watching with eagerness. Isn't it ridiculous that the General Speaker is proposing the founding of a country?

"What's going on?" Marquis Spit handed the document of his representative status to the soldiers on guard, and said with a slight frown that he was here to participate in the vote on the multi-choice president's proposal to establish the country.

"Excuse me, sir, please come with me." The Shi guard standing at the entrance saluted him respectfully, and then summoned several meeting hall service staff wearing blue robes from the lounge next to him. Said solemnly to Marquis Spit

"Due to the special nature of today's topic, in order to avoid accidents at the venue, all speakers are not allowed to enter with weapons, and they enter the hall through the small chamber on the side of the hall. Please don't worry, we have made complete preparations. Today’s resolution is an unsigned resolution. No matter what answer you fill in, no one will know who filled it in.”

Led by guards. Spit walked into the small conference hall next to the parliament hall that he had not been to for a long time. It was usually used as a lounge, but today it was obviously different. A group of serious soldiers stood at the entrance, and the sound of arguments inside was heard. come

Marquis Spit was not a rookie. He had also participated in the last meeting of the General Speaker. Although he had already made mental preparations, the scene in front of him still shocked him. It was so "revealing".

The side "mén" leading to the main hall was filled with many Dorok nobles who were extremely concerned about this matter. They were not qualified to enter, but it did not mean that they were not qualified to listen against the wall and see Spit on behalf of the Speaker. robes, one after another gave way to a path

No wonder they have to collect weapons specially. This will lead to "exposure"

\u0026n¤♦bsp; Walking among these nobles, Spit sighed secretly,

Although he couldn't see the scene inside the "mén" and couldn't hear any fierce arguments, Spit knew that behind the closed thick "mén", there was a major vote that decided the fate of the entire mountain kingdom. is being held

The side "mén" of the hall overwhelmed his figure. After him, more speakers entered the hall from the small "mén".

Duo Zai's proposal was scheduled for the first parliamentary vote in the afternoon. The discussion hall was lined up in 30 rows and could seat 600 people. For the first time in more than ten years after its completion, the hall was packed with seats. Dorok It was the first time that all 64 tribes were present so neatly. It was the first time that the 600 seats in the hall were so full. Everyone stretched their necks and looked at the parliamentary stage in the center of the hall.

The protagonist of this meeting, Duo Zai, stood quietly in front of the window with a cigarette in his hand. The straight body cast a slender shadow in the sunlight coming in through the window, and the curls of green smoke drifted and dispersed in the sunlight. Behind him, there was a row of people standing

Douglas, who is personable and has a very contagious speech; Lester, who is mature and trustworthy; and Sass Alger, the general of the Upper Dorok Border Guard Army who is young but has more war experience and more courage than most of his peers. , these are his most loyal supporters, and they stand together silently. Like a strong support point standing behind Duo Ze, a graceful speaker walked in from outside the "mén" and said to Duo Ze standing in front of the window, "My lord, it's your turn."

Even with his determination, "Gulu" swallowed nervously when he thought about facing the stares of so many pairs of eyes. His temples were a little gray, and he had a face with Chinese characters, and he looked like a mature man. Just like that, I stepped onto my own stage.