In the main hall of the Royal Palace of basharan empire.


    The young king Simon is sitting on the hall, below which are all the important ministers of the country with the title of Marshal, as well as a group of ministers and dukes.


    "Your Majesty, the borgs have begun to invade our northern border. They are threatening. We must be prepared for strategies!" a marshal in gorgeous armor stood up and said.


    "I suggest that the most elite troops of the Empire be mobilized, and the major lords should arrange their own troops together to form a joint legion, otherwise it will be difficult for us to resist the attack of the borgs!"


    Those who can stand in the palace and speak are either holding heavy soldiers or in power. Only the nobles with the lowest status of Duke can participate in the proceedings. The other party''s remark also attracted the opposition of many nobles.


    "Nowadays, all major regions are preparing war materials and have to stabilize regional security at any time. There are few troops that can be sent."


    "That''s impossible! There has been no war in recent years, and no disaster has been heard anywhere. The nobles in various regions have developed peacefully for a long time. Their pockets are full of gold coins and there are available people in their territory. Now they just want you to take out some of them to support the war... Is it a ghost in your heart to say so?" The marshal turned and stared at the speaker.


    "Don''t talk nonsense. I''m just talking about the actual situation. You only see the prosperity of each region, never the expenses of each region. Many lords live very tight."


    "It''s just that you spend too much on weekdays..."


    "Shut up!"


    At the command of the high platform, the noisy people on both sides suddenly lost their voice.


    King Simon looked up at this time


    After receiving yesterday''s military report this morning, the pioneer army composed of the first 120000 elite troops of the Borg people has launched an attack on the north. Due to the fierce artillery fire, airships and the power of wizards, the outermost wall of the North was destroyed overnight, and tens of thousands of soldiers died on the battlefield.


    The information received continuously is even worse


    Not only the Borg side, but also the Kate people have organized a small force to avoid crossing the border of the northeast region. However, the national strength of Kate is not strong. In addition to causing certain casualties, there is no large area of land occupied by both sides. Moreover, the northeast of the basharan Empire is the largest area of the count family of the Empire, Their coalition forces should be able to resist for some time.


    But the signal for help is estimated to be on the way to and from the imperial capital!


    Simon looked at the silent people below and noticed the marshal and the Duke who were quarreling just now.


    "Now the Borg troops have broken through the gate of the north. When their troops converge, they will launch a second attack on us soon! You are still shouting about this little thing here. What I need is a solution, a solution that can solve the Borg invasion!!" he was furious at everyone.


    In fact, there is another thing Simon didn''t say, that is, some imperial nobles in the North surrendered when the situation was bad. It''s only one day.


    If the other side marches in, I don''t know how many nobles will choose not to resist like them... Then they will be in the city at that time.


    The ministers dared not speak in the face of the king''s anger. At this time, Prince Philip stood up


    "Your Majesty, I don''t think we need to worry too much."


    "Hmm?" they all fixed their eyes on the prince whom the king trusted very much.


    "Finish your words, Philip."


    "Yes... Although the borgs are fierce and will destroy the defense barrier in the North overnight, it is because we have not fought for many years. Borg has been fighting with Kate all the year round, and even pointed the spearhead to the West. They are good at fighting these years. However, we are not so easy to surrender as the Kate people. It is said that the Imperial troops have gone In the north, and the Marquis and earls in the north are also actively forming joint forces for defense. "


    "But that won''t drive the borgs away," a marshal stood up and said.


    "There is no need to rush, they will go by themselves... It will be winter soon. As long as we fight with them until winter, hold our position and harvest all the food nearby, the borgs will naturally retreat if it is inconvenient to fight in winter. At that time, we only need to send ambassadors to Borg to lobby to calm the war," Philip said.


    "This is a public declaration of surrender, your highness. Why can''t we fight Borg!"


    "Borg''s combat effectiveness is not something we can compete with. It''s the simplest and most effective way," Philip said to those who stood up to refute.


    "Hahaha... This is the most interesting surrender speech I have heard this year."


    "Mr. marshal, I want to remind you that war and destruction are sometimes a decision. Will you let a young soldier fight a cruel Warcraft?"


    "You are saying that we basharans are weak." the marshal opposite said discontentedly.


    "Once reason conquers temper, our country can last forever!"


    "You..."


    "All right!" King Simon stopped when he saw that they were going to quarrel again.


    "The borgs are now threatening. Our intelligence has shown that they have sent a full 500000 elite troops this time. Even our imperial army is difficult to deal with this number. We can''t fight with the enemy on the battlefield. We should know how to outwit." King Simon''s words, although not explicit, obviously believe in his uncle.


    "Your Majesty, you can''t do this. In this way, the soldiers will lose confidence and the people will lose hope for us."


    "As long as you live, you are the greatest hope!"


    Philip continued to speak to each other.


    King Simon looked at the Marshal''s team


    "If there is a good way to fight, you can also say that we need the wisdom of the marshals, both in attack and defense." probably looking at the frustration in the camp of the main battle faction, King Simon did not forget to say a word of encouragement, but his self encouraging words seemed very cowardly in the ears of the marshals!


    The countermeasures discussed in the palace will generally adopt Prince Philip''s policy of defending the peace talks


    At the moment, not far from the palace, the imperial wizards are waiting for the results of the meeting.


    Freya was alone outside the wizard tower, staring at the sky in a daze


    "Cough ~ chief."


    A sudden noise behind her brought her back from her meditation.


    "It''s sohana. What''s the matter? There''s news about the meeting in the palace?"


    "No, but there''s news for you on the other side." sohanna''s face is obviously not very good-looking, which also makes Freya very confused.


    "What''s up?"


    "A letter from the Earl Sean vigil in the southeast of the Empire."


    "Sean..." Freya said happily, but she found that there were many wizards around, so she didn''t dare to speak.


    She quickly grabbed the letter in sohanna''s hand and made the other party look white.


    "Chief, I don''t understand. He''s just a count. If you keep getting involved with him like this, I''m afraid there will be problems. Even the prince can''t explain."


    "It''s my own business. When should they worry about it?"


    Mei Mou glanced at suohana''s helpless expression.


    "You don''t understand..."