"I don't agree with what the Free Army is doing! This is risking the lives of soldiers." Baron said breathlessly, "I also hope that everyone will consider why the Free Army is choosing a candidate for the position of commander-in-chief of the coalition forces at this time. Launching such a high-risk attack at a critical moment. What is their purpose of doing this? That Wu Wei also played relevant battlefield videos without consent. We can let a person who bases his selfish desires on military honor serve as the Commander-in-chief of the coalition forces?"
Baron’s inflammatory words were immediately recognized by many people. Mi Zhiqing and Balerion looked livid and angry. They did not expect that Baron would interpret the military operations of the Free Army from this perspective, and it seemed to have the support of many people.
Balerion snorted, "We are choosing the commander of the coalition forces, not a moral model." He said coldly, "As long as someone can lead the coalition forces to win military operations against the barbarians, I don't think the Free Army's approach is right. What's extraordinary. As you can see in the video, the Free Army has won two major victories in succession. This is the first time since the barbarians invaded our world. And some of us still don't even have the courage to fight against the barbarians. No one launches an active attack, even a tentative one."
"It is indeed too risky to conduct military operations without knowing the details of the enemy. War is not a child's play, and it is not a bargaining chip for certain people to gain power." Douglas Morris retorted.
"You are not a soldier. How do you know that the Free Army's actions were not carefully planned?" Gregor responded coldly. He seems to have been intentionally targeting Morris since his inappropriate remarks yesterday.
"But you can't deny that the timing of Yi Lexiang's attack was too coincidental. What was his purpose in doing so?"
"I don't see anything wrong with it. The Free Army is an emerging force, and it is understandable to use this method to prove its strength."
"Using the lives of soldiers? What is the difference between this and executioners?"
"Don't you have eyes? In the video, the Free Army was almost unscathed. This just proves Yi Lexiang's military commanding ability."
"Are there no crew members in those black mechas? Aren't those soldiers who died in the battle human beings? I think you don't have eyes."
"Kill ten thousand enemies and lose three thousand. This is the law of war. There is no war without death. The two main fleets of the Democratic Alliance were annihilated by the barbarians in Morkesia. I don't think they caused any losses to the barbarians. .”
Morris jumped up and said angrily: "What do you mean? Were you present at that time? How do you know that our people did not inflict serious injuries on the barbarians?"
Gregor lowered his eyes, looked at the palms on his chest, and said casually: "Oh, so you have such advanced mechas as the Free Army in your hands. If so, it doesn't matter if our Tire family supports your candidates. , but you must promise to disclose the manufacturing technology of the mecha."
As soon as Gregor finished speaking, the entire small conference room immediately became silent. Gregor's words hit the nail on the head. The combat effectiveness of those black mechas is obvious to all. The main reason why the Free Army can compete with the barbarians is the advanced mechas. No one can deny this. The battlefield image Yi Lexiang sent to Wu Wei had been cut and processed in advance. The image did not show the mecha's melee combat posture. If everyone had seen the original image, they would probably be even more shocked.
Maurice stared at Gregor hatefully, panting heavily, and was silent for a long time, then slumped back into his seat. As Gregor said, the key is those mechas, and other details are not important.
Baron looked around and saw a group of thoughtful faces. It seemed that the fire he had just lit did not have the desired effect. This was completely within his expectation. Behind all the twenty people here stood a huge force. Since they were selected by their respective forces to attend this meeting, there was not a single stupid person among them. What to do next?
He thought of the conversation he had just had with Baron Irwin in the secret room.
"What kind of Free Army is this?" Ivan's eyes are black, which is different from the rest of the Baron family. Although this Alvin is his grandson, a biological kind, with the blood of the Baron family flowing in his blood, President Baron still can't help but feel a chill when he sees those black eyes with no human emotions in them. .
"Yes." Balon replied, twirling his beard, "What can you see from it?"
"The poor performance of a group of low-level untouchables," Ivan said with extreme disdain in his tone, "a group of despicable villains who use weapons to win. If it were me, I would defeat the opponent openly, cut off their heads, and let the survivors live forever. Remember this horrific scene?”
There was a hint of worry on Balon's face. Ever since Ivan came back from that place, he seems to have ignored everything, even his grandfather, who is related by blood. But one thing Balon couldn't deny was that he couldn't match Ivan's mental strength. Maybe the three-hundred-year-old old dragon king can fight with Ivan, but the final victory must belong to Ivan.
Just like there are divine envoys and gods above the temple; the Dragon clan has memory inheritance and the Dragon King's bloodline, the superpowers also have their own secret inheritance. This is the biggest secret of the Alliance of Superpowers, a secret that only every alliance president has the right to know. Now, only the Baron family knows this secret. The Baron family has held the position of president of the Alliance of Superpowers for more than 800 years. Today's young superpowers don't even know that the position of alliance president can be filled by someone other than the Baron family.
"The Temple of War" is what those with supernatural powers who know the secret call that place. Many years ago, the Alliance of Superpowers also had its glorious days. In that era, every once in a while, a super-powerful person—the "God of War"—would appear in the alliance of superpowers. "God Envoy", "God of War", and "Dragon King" were known as the three trump cards in the supernatural world at that time. But no one knows that the war gods of all ages came from the "War Temple". As the years go by, these three powerful aces are gradually submerged in the long river of history, and no one remembers their illustrious names, or even their existence.
But today, after a long silence, the Alliance of Superpowers once again has a new God of War. That is, Balon Irwin. This is the real reason why Balon wants to get the position of commander-in-chief of the coalition forces at all costs.
"How are your training of 'God of War Warriors' going?"
A gloom rose on Baron Irvine's face, "Not ideal! The power accumulated in the Temple of War is too huge, and less than 200 people successfully passed the final hurdle."
"What about the rest?"
"They are all dead." Balon Irvine replied coldly.
"What?" All dead? Balon's hand twirling his beard couldn't help but tremble, "There are less than 200 left of the 1,000 people I sent you?" "
"If you're dead, you're dead. After a while, when those God of War warriors come out of seclusion, you can send me another group of people." Balon Irvine replied impatiently, "It's best to choose some stronger ones this time. Yes, even this little strength can’t bear it, how can I lead them to restore the glory of superpowers?”
"Those people are all the best in the 'Super Wind'you just let them" Baron paused sadly.
"It is their honor to die in the Temple of War. The power of the God of War is not something that cats and dogs can bear." Balon Irwin turned around suddenly and stared at his grandfather with his black eyes, "Back then, you Did you feel heartbroken when my father was sent to the Temple of War? Did you feel heartbroken when you cruelly sent my uncle to the Temple of War? The bloodline of the Baron family withered because of your favor for power. Do you ever regret it? Now I only But if you send some ordinary people, you won't be able to bear it. My dearest grandfather, this is not like your usual style." Baron Irwin's voice was like the coldest wind in the cold winter in the secret room. The echoes devoured old Balon's heart, tearing off pieces of bright red flesh and blood from the old heart that was almost unable to beat.
Old Balon could feel the heart-wrenching pain in his chest. He stared at the young man in front of him and said nothing for a long time, "I know you hate me. But the blood of the Balon family flows in your body. This is You can never change the fact. One day, you will understand everything I did today." Baron finished speaking word by word, turned and left. His figure was stooped and his steps were shambling, like an ordinary old man in his twilight years. Balon Irvine's words were like a sharp arrow that penetrated his heart, if he still had a heart.
Baron was awakened by the blur in front of his eyes, and he wiped the corners of his eyes without revealing any traces. For the sake of the Baron family, and for Baron Alvin, the new generation of war god of the Alliance of Superpowers, he decided to do whatever it takes. "The position of commander-in-chief of the alliance must not be handed over to a person who is drunk on power. We cannot create another demon in order to resist one demon."
What about Balon Ivan? Balon couldn't help but ask himself when he said this. What is that cute boy in his memory, the last bloodline of the Baron family whose human emotions were completely wiped out by the negative energy accumulated in the Temple of War? Is he the real devil? No, if God destined mankind to sink into darkness forever, then the people who rule this dark kingdom should also be the blood of the Baron family. The Baron family has paid a huge price for this day and deserves to be rewarded!
"Demon? This statement is a bit inappropriate, isn't it." Mi Zhiqing frowned slightly, and he felt that Baron's mood seemed a little abnormal.
"Okay, I take it back!" Baron calmed down a little.There was excitement in my chest, "But I insist that the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces cannot be handed over to the hands of the Free Army. They have too many secrets, and there are too many unexplainable things happening to them."