At this time, unlike the situation in the Holy Castle, the atmosphere in the ancestral capital of Suriel's Eastern Territory was sad, tense, depressing and dull.
Three days ago, news came of Scott's sudden death.
Also arriving at the same time was a handwriting from Marshal Hassan: "Capricorn Tong colluded with the Ruhrs and killed his brother and betrayed the country. I order your troops to reorganize their armaments and prevent the enemy from taking the opportunity to invade."
For Dongyu, these two pieces of news are like cold water poured into boiling oil.
Prince Scotton has extremely high prestige in the Eastern Region.
Under his painstaking efforts, the development speed here is far faster than other areas in Suriel.
The ancestral prosperity of the capital city in the Eastern Region was no less than that of Masak.
Although, the progress of the Eastern Region is largely due to the investment and expanding trade exchanges of countries such as McCann, Tergi, and Jezlir.
However, what does this have to do with the common people?
What they want is real benefits and a peaceful and promising life.
Prince Scott is the leader who meets the needs of the people.
As for the army here, they regard Scotton as a god.
It can be said that without him, there would be no 300,000 Eastern Lions today.
In the heart of every soldier, there is such a belief that the direction of the prince's finger is where their cavalry is heading.
Even if there are mountains of swords, seas of fire, cliffs and pits ahead, no one will hesitate or flinch.
And now?
Everything is changing quietly.
As the two pieces of information that should have been kept strictly confidential were spread inexplicably; with the hostile movements and sudden gatherings of the Ruhr army; with the constant warnings issued by the local chamber of commerce alliance headed by McCann, the originally sad and angry people The mood and impulse for revenge are transforming into panic and confusion.
This emotion spreads like a plague.
From the observation deck in the ancestral city, at a glance, the Holy Castle on the other side of the Peterson River is brightly lit, but eerily quiet.
The 200,000-strong army was well organized and made no noise. One can imagine its combat power.
"Close the window!" Genes wrapped the blanket tighter and whispered to the guard.
As the chief of staff of the Eastern Region Military, he was in an extremely tangled mood at this time.
Scotton was kind to him.
If it weren't for the young prince's discerning eye, how could this veteran, who was ostracized and far away from the center of power, be where he is today?
Therefore, he had long since made up his mind to follow Sigton to the death.
When the bad news came, Jeans was heartbroken and wanted to agree to the suggestion of Major General Cook, who was in temporary charge of the army, and launch a retaliatory attack on Ruhr.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, his mind, which was dizzy with anger, became clearer, and then he tried to suppress the excited generals and blocked the arrow of war that was about to leave the string.
Compared with his personal feelings, Jeans is more worried about the future of this army.
He was very sure that if Scotton was still there, the first thing to consider would be the future of the entire Eastern Region.
"Chief of Staff, we have two guests asking to see you!" the guard captain reported in a low voice, and handed over a waistband used by high-ranking generals in the Suriel military.
Glancing at the waist badge with a tiger's head engraved on it, Jeans' eyes narrowed slightly, "Invite them in! You guys stay back," he ordered.
Two men covered in robes came to the hut, and the guard captain closed the door and led his men to guard the perimeter.
"Uncle Jeans, do you remember my nephew?" A man took off his hood, revealing his handsome face and said with a smile.
"Are you Major General Templer?" Although Genes had some premonitions, he was still startled.
"Your Excellency, Chief of Staff, in fact, General Templeton has been promoted to general by the Queen and given the title of 'Golden Tiger'." Another man also showed his face and added humbly.
"This is Amin, the chief staff officer of Deputy Commander Homulus." Dempla quickly introduced.
Genes was shocked again when he heard this. The two people in front of him represented more than 80% of the main force of Suriel's military. Their purpose of joining forces here was nothing more than to persuade them to surrender or even directly seize power. This was already very clear.
However, the identities of these two people have yet to be confirmed.
The greetings between soldiers are always much simpler. After saying a few words, Dempla turned to the topic and said: "We have taken the liberty to come here and just want to ask you one thing, what are your plans for the future?!"
"You are indeed a bit presumptuous. Before, Prince Scotton went to Masek with the purpose of persuading Capricorn Tong to abdicate or achieve autonomy in the Eastern Region. These two things, in your eyes, oh, it should be said in the eyes of Su Lier officials, They are all acts of rebellion. I heard that in Masak, the official also called us that, rebel! So, you two came here and asked me about my future plans, how should I answer this?!" Jeans calmed down and asked in a cold voice.
Dempla frowned slightly when he heard this and was speechless.
This was the scene that worried him the most.
The confrontation between the Eastern Territory and the Kingdom had already begun when Scotton returned here five years ago.
Now that the prince died suddenly in Masak, and apparently died of murder, the hostility between the military and civilians in the Eastern Region must have risen to an unprecedented level.
In such an atmosphere, as Su Lier came here as an official, it was a fluke not to be executed immediately. Not to mention asking about the other party’s plans?
"Hey! Why did this fat man prepare such a straight-to-the-point rhetoric for me?!" Dempla felt depressed and had no choice but to wait for Emin to come to the rescue as planned.
Ai Min was laughing secretly at this time.
The chief of staff's reaction, including what he said, was very similar to the fat man's previous prediction!
Depend on! interesting!
He sighed and said slowly: "If it is as the prince fears, once he has an accident, you will be like a group of headless flies! You only know how to get entangled in some meaningless things, and you don't know who he is at all. He is the real enemy!"
Amin's words were so weighty that Temple became nervous and began to be on guard secretly.
Unexpectedly, Jeans's face changed several times, but he did not have an attack. Instead, he asked in a deep voice: "What do you mean by this? Could it be that the king had already anticipated that he was in danger?"
"Even if Prince Scotton is extraordinary in strength, it is only in the Eastern Region. Without the secret support of the marshal and deputy marshal, I am afraid that the 300,000 cavalry here alone will not be enough to pose a substantial threat to the kingdom. Therefore, You really don’t need to worry about what those people in Maser call the soldiers and civilians of the Eastern Region!" Ai Min did not directly answer Jeans' question, but released a statement on the previous topic.
As soon as Jeans heard this, he confirmed the identities of the two people in front of him. Otherwise, how would they know about the secret activities of Sigton and the Maser military?
He nodded and said to Dempla: "Please forgive me for using scheming just now! In extraordinary times, we have to be careful. Although you are the marshal's biological son, I also know that you have always been loyal to Capricorn Tong, so..."
Only then did Templer come to his senses, "So there are still these ways! Alas!" He shook his head helplessly.
Seeing that he had gained the trust of the other party, Ai Min was secretly happy. He said solemnly: "The prince went to Masak this time, which was expected by everyone, but he didn't know that he was harmed by a traitor! It's really..."
This guy paused deliberately, watching the other party's reaction while sighing.
Sure enough, Genes' anger rose, veins popped up on his forehead, and he said in a hateful voice: "This Capricorn Tong is really a wolf, and he actually killed his brother! If this revenge is not avenged, all the soldiers and civilians of the Eastern Region will never agree to it. !”
When Templer heard the other party insulting the Queen, his eyebrows immediately stood up and he was about to have a fit, but was stopped by Amin's look.
The staff officer sighed and said: "It seems that you have received the previous intelligence. Fortunately, the commander woke up in time and sent us to come here day and night to explain the truth. Otherwise, the consequences would be really unimaginable!"
"The truth? What do you mean?" Genes asked nervously, his anger still lingering and doubts rising again.
"Hey! The truth is, it is true that the prince was murdered. But it was not Capricorn Tong who did it." Ai Min said seriously.
"Who killed the king? Tell me quickly!" Genes couldn't hold back his emotions anymore and shouted loudly.
Ai Min looked at the angry old man across from him sadly, and replied leisurely: "You should have seen this person, the deputy leader of the McCann Mediation Team, a high-level poison injection master, Wilson."
"Moreover, General Templeton came here with the purpose of taking over the Eastern Region to fulfill Prince Scotton's last wish!" Mr. Staff Officer said another sentence, and then he shut his mouth and waited for the other party's reaction.
"What?!" Genes shouted, his eyes full of disbelief.
