The persuasion work of Lieutenant Colonel Maisley Camille was actually quite successful. He himself is a disciple, and is one of the few pragmatic noble children who can put down a slender figure. This can be seen from the fact that he and his head boss immigrant-born Colonel Ovresha became friends. It's not easy for people who can interact with "inferior people" to have a bunch of younger brothers and young ladies who don't know the world? Therefore, his criticism and popularity among the noble children are good. Even if it is not the recognized leader of the young nobles like the squint and the cousin of the seaweed family, he can at least be an activity committee member.

In short, his eloquence and reputation are good, and the persuasion work in the cabin is quite smooth, and soon he has an acquaintance, a second generation who served as a staff on the Fataire gave a relatively positive response.

"His commander has retreated into the office, give us a little more time, we convince him."

"Yes, but as soon as possible. Lord Belencaster is a benevolent great man, he is willing to show you patience and kindness as a great man, but this is limited." When expressing sincerity, when show majesty, this is The self-cultivation that a qualified lobbyist deserves is certainly no exception.

"Understood!" The other party's expression pleaded, and he retreated.

Basically it is. In this way, even if I made a great contribution to register the number with your Excellency, and those little friends in the past can still save a lot. Lieutenant Colonel Camille finally smiled, and then nodded to Colonel Ovresha next to him.

Lieutenant Colonel Camille ’s persuasion work was successful, indicating that he could not fight anymore. If you can't fight, you can't brush your head. There is no way to brush the head, there is no way to continue to make credit. This logic line is still very smooth. If it was replaced by someone else, then the unsuccessful Colonel Ovresha didn't flick the other two mouths at this time, it was very self-cultivated, but these two are after all special products that make office political theory completely untenable. Thinking that a good friend is about to make a big contribution, the colonel even showed a gratifying expression and slammed on the other person's shoulder.

Although Colonel Obresa, who had half-dull intestines hanging on his blood-stained shoulder armor, laughed at this time, it was really infiltrating, but once he accepted this setting, it was indeed quite harmonious.

This scene also fell into the eyes of Sehiriu. She suddenly found that, unconsciously, a group of very active and elite groups really gathered around Lu Xi. In a corrupt group like the Federation, this is really a miracle.

In short, it is a harmonious and positive scene! Sehiriu thought.

However, the scene of harmony is often not too long. Soon, a fierce quarrel came under the cabin, fighting sounds, and even screams. The soldiers on the side of the ship looked at each other, and Lieutenant Colonel Camille's face couldn't hang in an instant. Colonel Ovresha even paid a salute to Sehiriu, which meant that he should be led down.

Fortunately, this discordant scene didn't last too long. Just before Sehiriu was ready to ask Lu Xi for instructions, the battle in the cabin soon ended. Then, a group of embarrassed officers, large and small, carefully climbed out of the hatch, and under the attention of the swords of the stormtroopers and the guided shotgun in the hands of the dwarves, trembling and lowered their blades. The magician with the highest rank on the scene, an army lieutenant general, seemed to want to show his pride. He kept his head high when he walked out of the hatch, and he didn’t even have to look at the soldiers around him. However, when he saw Lu Xi sitting on Mazar with his eyes closed and recuperating, and Sexi Liu standing next to Lu Xi, plus the two standing behind them were as powerful and magnificent as ancient god-made statues The war puppet suddenly shook a spirit.

"Don't hold it, Uncle Seven. The Commander, you don't want to see you like this. Be pragmatic." Lieutenant Colonel Camille said nonchalantly.

The lieutenant general called "Seven Table Uncle" glanced at the lieutenant colonel, his face was blue and red for a while, and he seemed to want to scold, but in the end it was only replaced by a heavy and desolate sigh. Knelt down on one knee in the direction of his head and raised the scepter in his hand over his head. His movements were like the first ring of the chain reaction, and the officers who followed him out of the cabin hurriedly knelt down.

This, of course, followed the surrender etiquette of the noble knights on the ground. Bow down to show that you gave up resistance, and dedicate the commander's weapons to the enemy's commander said that you fully accepted the position of the loser. On the contrary, the winner should show his measurement and kindness, and give the loser minimum respect.

The knights presented swords, and the magicians were naturally staffs.

However, this lieutenant general did not offer his staff, but belonged to Lieutenant General Drake Orentian. An ancient rod named "Sigh of Crows" was also the name of Austria. One of the heirlooms of the Lentian family.

"Where is Lieutenant General Drake Orentian? There is no reason to let your chief of staff serve as a surrender representative?" Colonel Ovresha used a very polite tone in a low voice, but his heart seemed to be half-eaten An ice-cold watermelon-like pleasure.

Colonel Ovresha certainly knew the lieutenant general. When he was transferred to Eliashar that year, he hoped to go to a post with more oil and water. So he took the road of this master, Ruger Mencius, who was the deputy director of the Military Affairs Bureau. But he did not expect this guy to be an outright elitism, and he did not treat non-magicians as capable. The same species that communicates equally with themselves. Poor Ovresha spent three months' salary on the gift, but he couldn't get a good eye from the other party.

Of course, this has always been the normal operation of these over-the-top offsprings of the Ofa giants. Ovresha is not prepared to deal with the other party, but now it is so condescending to speak to him, and it really makes him full. After thirty years of Hedong, thirty years of Hexi's refreshing feeling will be.

In the same way, in this case, as well as an old Lieutenant General Ruhr, there will certainly be nothing to deceive the young and poor. He hung his head halfway down and whizzed a few times, with an inexplicable tremor in his voice: "... Oh, Lieutenant General L'Orientian has already asked for mercy."

Everyone stunned slightly, and wanted to ask something, but saw the figure of a young female officer walking out of the doorway. Her stature is not high, but it is more conspicuous than a colleague who is kneeling on the ground.

This is a book-like temperament beauty, but it has a bit of Sechelio's taste, but at this time his face is gray and gray, his eyes are dull, and there are blood stains on his body. . Looking at her arms, she was holding a **** thing, and it was a head.

Obresa and Camille looked at each other in horror.

"What's going on?" The Colonel asked sharply.

"This, this ..." Rugnono couldn't speak, but instead the female officer who seemed to have lost his mind suddenly recovered his soul, shouting with a cry: "He's dead!" Killed by all of you! "

"Lieutenant Raquette! Do you want to kill all of us?" Lieutenant General Ruhr turned around and shouted loudly than the woman. This is the first time he has shown his might as a general and a high-level mage, but for his own sake.

The young female officer sobbed, wiped her tears, struggled, and hugged the head of Orientian silently, and knelt down silently. Just looking at her from time to time twitched her body twice, and she looked weaker, helpless, and pitiful.

"This is ..." Lieutenant Colonel Camille and Yan Yuese said authentically.

Before waiting for others to introduce, the young female officer named "Lieutenant Raquette" looked up and said: "I am Lieutenant Isan Raquette of the Federal Navy and serve as the deputy commander of His Excellency Commander Orentian."

She was holding the boss's first level, as carefully as holding a fragile treasure. Looking at the sad and almost desperate look, the relationship between these two people is worth imagining.

Then, I saw the girl with tears and tears, pear blossoms and rain, saying: "His commander is not willing to surrender and wants to fight! But ... but most people agree to surrender. He was finally convinced."

convince? Was it convinced? Everyone thought of the fierce conflict that had taken place in the cabin before.

So, it was a mutiny? Lieutenant General Lorientian, who was unwilling to surrender, was decapitated by his own person as a voter?

"... No, he committed suicide." Lieutenant Yishan sobbed: "Your guard's clashes with everyone. I had already lost the teacher and humiliated the country on the battlefield, and I lost everything. But did the infighting become the end? "

The noble officers who had surrendered to their knees all buried their heads on the ground, hoping to find a seam in the deck. From this point of view, they are still a little bit ashamed, but until the commander was forced to death, no one said they wanted to fight revenge, and even the reaction at this time was only ashamed and guilty, and even fear but no anger. Their shame is nothing more than that.

The adjutant continued to cry in a low voice: "Your Excellency does not want to endure this kind of torment anymore, and decides to complete everyone with a single death. He is willing to give up his first level, so that Master Belencaster can even be bloodless This forced the city of Octalia and all the defenders around it to surrender. "

Indeed, Lieutenant General Orentian has almost assembled all the forces and fleets of the Aristocratic Coalition Forces on the Eastern Front, and even includes three cutting-edge guide ships. Once defeated, the nobles will no longer have any formed resistance forces from the eastern border to the Orso Sky District. As long as he hangs his head at the highest point of the flagpole of the lookout, and takes the boat around the city, it is enough for the defenders who have poor combat effectiveness and morale to make a reasonable choice.

"Relatively, the commander hoped that Master Belencaster could promote the character and kindness of a glorious Austrian aristocrat, not to harm the citizens of the surrounding cities, but also to give the surrendered soldiers the proper treatment. Please be sure Do n’t hurt their lives, provide at least water, and try to treat the wounded as much as possible. "

As the female adjutant said, she moved on her knees, squeezing the kneeling crowd to the front. She gritted her teeth and lay prone on the ground, raising her boss and perhaps other intimate people above her head, but she was crying.

Although Lieutenant General Drake Orentian was defeated on the battlefield, he behaved like a man before death. Colonel Ovresha and Lieutenant Colonel Camille were in awe at one time, the latter also had a bit of sadness. He participated in a banquet held by the Lieutenant General during his lifetime, and had several conversations with him. The memory is a clear thinking, quick response, and good at argumentation. He is a scholar-general, a gentleman, and a personal charm. Very generous, generous to slaves, and overall good reviews.

Of course, there are indeed various sources of information. Legend has it that the backbone of the aristocratic nobility is a "minor general" who is a narrow-minded and must-reported villain, and likes to use his power to persecute private enemies, but after all, it does not harm himself, so the trail The news is just gossip.

Now, such a prestigious federal "famous general", a noble celebrity with a good reputation, with such a decisive and even tragic attitude to die generously, even brought a bit of the residual sun to the reality, the heroic heroic epic sense.

"Your Excellency ..." Lieutenant Colonel Camille looked at Lu Xi not far away with his expectant eyes. He felt that since this war story had a glorious beginning and a tragic ending, it should have a noble end, in order to fill all the elements of the heroic epic. He has reason to believe that his commander must think so.

Who doesn't want to be the protagonist of the heroic epic? And also show the generosity of being a superior.

However, the protagonist who should have become the protagonist of the epic suddenly sneered and said coldly: "I did not ask Drake Orentian to do this."

Not to mention the weeping female adjutant holding her head, the officers who had surrendered, the two friends of Ovresha and Camille and his men, but Sehiriu next to them were stunned.

"Whether it is suicide, giving the first level, or surrendering, is this not his own choice? Then, why do I have to agree to his request?" Lu Xi added.

The truth is this, but isn't it a bit too impersonal?

Lu Xi didn't pay attention to his surroundings, and said loudly: "I was not going to give all the descending soldiers a fair treatment as a prisoner of war. Does this mean that Lieutenant General Olentien needs to use his head in exchange? What I led was It is a regular and regular army of the federal state. How come it is possible to kill the people of Octalya and its surroundings in order to fight against the rebels who occupy the capital and claim the orthodox emergency committee? On the contrary, you are entrenched in the Federation Rebels who are in French soil and stubborn! If I find out that any of your rebels in this few days have any acts of maiming and harming the people, they will definitely be tried and punished in accordance with the laws of the Federal State! Please give me a good sense. "

As soon as these words came out, the people who had fallen on their knees began to tremble.

"As for Lieutenant Orentian, I personally have some sympathy for his decay. However, did he not put the hat of the rebels or even the aggressor on my head with his own death? Was it right here? Lu Xi's voice suddenly groaned: "This kind of operation is quite consistent with the consistent style of the conspirators of the nobility of the doormen. All of you who are kneeling in front of me are all insiders?"

If the doormen and nobles have this kind of determination, the Liumang Star Banner has been inserted all over the world as early as 100 years ago. Of course, the aristocratic officers who were scared by Lu Xi and started to creep on the ground were naturally afraid to refute it.

The lady who held the **** Orientian first-level aide was crying again, wow, and even started to hit the deck with his forehead. It was really my pity.

"You ... Although the truth is on your side, it is too outdated at this time." Sexilu, who was in charge of the conscience of the little friends, showed a sympathetic expression and patted Lu Xi on the shoulder. Go over and help the girl up. After all, it is too inhumane to let a young girl hold the head of her lover—Sei Xilu, who is the person who came, actually guessed the relationship between the two—kneeling and crying under the eyes of everyone.

She also wanted to send someone to find the body of Lieutenant General Orentian in the cabin, sew them together, and bury them alive. As for the enemy's first-level suspension to show the public to force the city to surrender, nothing will be done.

A truly powerful army and clique does not need to insult the enemy's body to show its merits. Lu Xi said this to Sehiru a long time ago, and she agreed.

However, when the Miss President of the Student Union had just taken a step, it was caught by Lu Xi.

"Lu Xi?"

"Akdina." Lu Xi said.

"Yes, teacher." I don't know when ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Drow Lori has stood behind the two.

"What does astrology do?"

"You don't need a large-scale astrological method at all. The teacher said yes, it must be."

"Then you understand."

The little girl drow nodded with a smile, and then walked to Lieutenant Yishan with a light and graceful pace, and then stopped at a distance of only five meters, and took a gun. Three shots.

I saw that the pitiful and helpless but weak little adjutant Miss Lihua brought rain with her hands broken and her shoulders crushed. The head of the lieutenant general fell to the ground, and the impact of the bullet pushed her entire body directly and flew out.

The unfolding of this scene made everyone's mind fall into a blank.

However, a more divine unfolding happened immediately. This "ordinary weak woman", came to a strong man who could smash her bones with a hammer and hit her with a hammer Tabard. In an instant, countless cold lights roared out, and like a torrential rain cage towards Aktina.