The passage of time is always so fast.
For Alexander, these five days can be said to be like a year on the one hand, but also seem to pass by in a blink of an eye.
In the early morning of the fifth day, the sky was not white yet.
There are a few stars twinkling in the royal blue sky.
Alexander, who had stayed up all night, was desperate.
The senior members of the original parliament of Patbon City and the former government officials who knew the results of the contact with the imperial negotiation team five days ago basically all left.
Also leaving one after another are some well-informed big businessmen and financial oligarchs in Patbon.
Although everyone who left vowed to use all resources and power to encourage the House of Representatives and the Senate of the Federal Congress to send officials at the level of deputy speaker or even speaker, or officials at the level of the federal minister of defense to arrive in Pat State as soon as possible.
These people who left may be trying to comfort them, but Alexander could only have a believing attitude.
Pat, Hel and Kerala are the three major states in the east of the federation and are also the poorest states.
The rich here have placed their future and industry in the wealthier countries to the west, in the heart of the Federation, and even in the City of Glory.
Perhaps, now is the last time for those people to transfer their wealth.
In fact, Alexander himself wanted to leave, but all his glory and dreams, all his relatives and properties were here.
In other words, his stupidity in the past caused him to fail to do the trick.
He allocated all his assets to Patbon.
If he leaves here, he will have nothing.
What's even more amazing is that the empire's Western Expeditionary Army did not stop anyone from leaving.
This extraordinary move made Alexander's heart sink little by little.
If Patbon City was destroyed as the empire said, those who fled would definitely tell other states in the federation that the tragedy occurred because the federation did not send equivalent officials to participate in the negotiations, which prevented the empire from ceasefire.
The empire was not responsible for destroying the city and the country, let alone the war started by the Federation.
Kill people, and kill people.
This should be a conspiracy of the empire.
Especially at night, Alexander's men reported that all imperial sergeants at various intersections had evacuated.
Alexander finally fully believed in the will of the empire.
This should be preparations for the final battle to destroy the city.
A little bit of morning light had filtered in from the windows of the parliament building.
Alexander stumbled to the window. On the opposite side, he could already see clearly the towering outline of the Great Temple, glowing slightly in the morning light.
Alexander's heart sank little by little.
…
Imperial Camp.
The "Kua'eshi" vehicle did not land at all, but hovered dozens of meters above the ground.
Xiao Jingmo appeared in the war room of the ship. He stretched greatly and looked around at the solemn-looking staff members.
Wei Ling is not here, he is still on Wang Jueming's "Kunpeng".
"Give me a seat. The final time limit is up. We can wait until ten in the morning."
Mr. Xiao slowly walked to the porthole and looked at the dark blue sky outside and the huge, dark city in the distance.
"Sir, all orders have been issued, and all high-rise buildings and key points have been locked."
"Okay, just wait for these last few hours."
Onboard the "Kunpeng" vehicle.
Wang Jueming and Yang Jingjie also looked very solemn.
Such a war has never happened before in the history of the empire.
Assuming that the enemy must choose this way, the empire might as well show them what it means to die together.
The empire not only has the majestic Bodhisattva with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, but also has the fierceness of the angry-eyed Vajra.
General Wang secretly gritted his teeth and made up his mind:
"Master Xiao sent the attack order in the system at ten o'clock in the morning. I will go to the temple at nine o'clock and wait for the reply."
"I will also accompany you, sir."
Yang Jingjie looked a little unhappy. He was getting older, and such a major matter made him quite stressed.
"It doesn't matter, you can all go and have a look."
Wei Ling and Shou Gong looked at each other and sighed slightly.
The sadness in my heart spreads like ripples in circles.
It was not the empire that put millions of people to death.
No responsible federal government would do this.
Since you started a war, you must consider the enemy's revenge.
In the face of failure, we can only accept negotiations and sanctions instead of escaping.
Wang Guangbai, Wang Xixin, Li Kongqing and Li Lingyou and other advance team members also arrived at the scene.
Their hearts were also filled with ups and downs.
They may be witnessing history.
…
The sun finally broke through the clouds and jumped out from the distant sky.
Thousands of rays of light dyed the entire city of Patbon crimson.
This dilapidated and decadent city actually looks a little beautiful, like a reflection of light.
The city also comes alive in the morning sun.
Countless busy people, full of pain and hope, began to work repeatedly throughout the day.
The vendors are busy setting up their stalls, and the owners of the snack bars are summarizing the raw materials and expectations for today's sales.
A large number of wilderness hunters are no longer employed by the military due to the outbreak of the war and their defeat.
They wandered around the streets and alleys at will, pouring out the body fluids they had accumulated overnight in the corners, planning how to get money and food today.
Outside the Great Temple, Alexander, the former Speaker of the State, seemed to be walking like a zombie, and he seemed to have aged much overnight.
His originally clear blue eyes became cloudy, and he stared blankly at the gray-robed men in the temple.
Those people once again moved out the tables and chairs for the talks from unknown places and placed them one by one in the square outside the temple.
There is a man in gray robe who is obviously younger. He is still making fine adjustments to each table, worrying that there is a little bit of misalignment. His attitude towards doing things is very meticulous and sincere.
Is this necessary?
It will all be gone in a few hours.
Alexander did not turn his eyes, still standing blankly, watching them carefully as they arranged their work.
The government of Pat State was dissolved before the Western Expeditionary Army arrived.
The State Council was also dissolved.
All those who should have run ran away.
This leaves an old guy like himself, with his wealth and life here, to deal with the empire.
If I ran away too, this drama would be so interesting.
Those sons of bitches, who cooperated so obediently with the Federation before the war, now finally realize that the Federation is the biggest son of a bitch.
His eyes followed the metallic luster of the great temple and led to the sky.
Lord God, have you given up on your people like this?
…
Nine o'clock.
A huge imperial vehicle flew over the square.
The huge projection shrouded Alexander in the square and the already arranged venue in shadow.
"Kunpeng" slowly lowered and hovered a few meters above the ground.
The hatch opened and a group of people jumped out.
The black colors of the Imperial Arms and the black robes of the Imperial Warlocks jumped down in black.
In the huge square, a piece of black appeared that could not be ignored.
The personnel jumped off, and the "Kunpeng" immediately rose, but was waiting in the air not far away, bringing a huge shadow to the square.
"Bang bang...puff puff..."
The tall and heavy weapons, mixed with the gentle footsteps of the warlocks, broke the entire silent world.
The black depression is getting closer and closer.
Already he could see the solemnity written on the faces of those soldiers of the Imperial Western Expedition. Alexander tried to sit upright, maintaining his last dignity, and swallowed a bitter saliva:
"Dear...general, has the last time...come?"
There was a sarcastic look on General Wang's lips:
"No, Mr. Alexander, there is still one hour until the ultimatum time. The Empire has always been very punctual."
Immediately, General Wang looked around behind Alexander. Only seven or eight people were there, which was very different from the dozens of people he first came into contact with:
"Mr. Alexander, you are just a former speaker and have not left Patbon. You are still a man. I admire you."
Alexander spread his hands and shrugged, his bitter smile uglier than crying:
"General, I have nowhere to go. This is my hometown and my place of glory...
All of this will go to the Lord of God. In fact, we don’t care about waiting a little longer.
You see, the Federation, abandoning its states..."
Wang Jueming didn't answer and looked at him quietly.
Yang Jingjie and the staff and commanders of the Western Expeditionary Army all looked at Alexander quietly.
The scene suddenly turned into an eerie silence.
After a moment, Alexander silently lowered his eyes:
"We picked the wrong opponent at the wrong time and fought the wrong war..."
Everyone was speechless and subconsciously looked at the eastern sky. The sun was getting higher and higher with an unstoppable trend.
Alexander looked at all this in despair.
All the men in black robes and black weapons were unanimous. They no longer looked at themselves, but at the eternal sun in the sky and the shadow cast by the sun on the huge vehicle.
Time passed by second by second, and the shadow moved little by little.
"Tick..."
The sweat on Alexander's forehead dripped onto the ground and was clearly audible.
Nine fifty-five.
Wang Jueming turned around and raised his right hand.
The "Kunpeng" in the distance drifted over leisurely and descended slowly.
The vehicle hovered one foot above the ground and the hatch opened.
The group of people walked resolutely towards the cabin door.
…
"Please slow down!"
An extremely old voice sounded in everyone's sea of consciousness.
Everyone turned to look back.
The old man who had been sitting in the great temple, the great attendant of Patbon, appeared next to Alexander.
The monk's robe covered his entire withered body, only revealing his clear eyes:
"Please stay! With the approval of Federal President Angus and the authorization of Federal Senate President Teresa, Federal Minister of Defense Dimitri will arrive soon to participate in negotiations!"
After sending the message, the old man immediately raised his head and looked at the sky to the west.
Everyone in the Western Expedition also subconsciously looked towards the western sky.
In the western sky, a bright blue flying object appeared, shining under the rising sunlight from the east.
The old man lowered his head and slowly walked back into the dark interior of the temple.
The bright blue flying vehicle arrived over the square in the blink of an eye, and it was huge.
This is the Federation's top-level "Blue Whale" vehicle. Its body shape and various statistics far exceed many levels such as "Stray", "Manta Ray", and "Anterior". It is comparable to the Empire's "Kua'e".
The design concept of the "Blue Whale" vehicle is completely different from that of the "Kua'e".
It has a streamlined hull form, and all ship-borne armaments are hidden under the thick armor on the surface. In terms of flight speed, the theoretical data exceeds that of the same level of vehicles of the Empire.
As soon as Wang Jueming saw the "Blue Whale" vehicle appearing, he waved his hand.
The "Kunpeng" vehicle cruised beautifully and flew away quickly.
In the "Kua'e Family" in the distance, Xiao Jingmo gave a long laugh and gave an order.
Like a flying city, "Kua'e" slowly passed by, and its mountain-like pressure made pedestrians in the city stop, bow their heads, and pray.
For a moment, the "Blue Whale" and the "Kua'e" were suspended in the air facing each other in the east and west with the Great Temple Square as the midpoint.
From the perspective of physical size, shocking power and threat level, the empire is completely victorious.
Almost at the same time, a small vehicle from two top-level vehicles from different camps flew out and landed on the square.
It’s ten o’clock on the 8th of July in the year 111 of the Divine Revelation.
The high-level negotiators of the empire and the federation appeared in the Grand Temple Square at the same time.
