The Holy Xiran Empire, the imperial capital Alianmuya, is in a corridor in the Weiyou Palace.

"Master Dominic!"

After hearing someone calling him, Dominic immediately looked behind him.

A middle-aged man who is about 50 years old, walked towards him quickly while smiling.

After seeing the visitor's face, Dominic responded with a smile:

"It's you. Marshal Nikita."

Nikita Belov - with the same rank of marshal as Dominic, and had a very good personal relationship with Dominic at the same time.

Unlike Dominic, who was guarding the Far East and serving as the commander-in-chief of the Far East, Nikita guarded the imperial capital, responsible for commanding the 100,000 imperial guards stationed around the imperial capital and defending the safety of the imperial capital.

After reaching Dominic's side, Nikita walked shoulder to shoulder with Dominic on the way to the conference room.

"Master Dominic, after rushing back from the far east, must be exhausted, right?"

"Then you need to say it?" Dominic shook his head with a wry smile, "I am not young anymore. I am already 74 years old this year. I really don't know why we were summoned back to the emperor for suddenly."

"Don't you know Marshal Dominic?" Speaking of this, a helpless smile appeared on Nikita's face, "Your Majesty... intends to let our army go on a war again..."

"And——this expedition is not an ordinary little fight."

Speaking of this, Nikita sighed and continued:

"This expedition will mobilize 300,000 troops and 500,000 logistics troops, and a total of 800,000 super-large expeditions."

As Nikita finished speaking, Dominic's pupils couldn't help but shrink suddenly from surprise.

Because of his surprise, Dominic staggered a few steps and almost fell to the ground.

"The combat troops are 300,000...the logistics troops are 500,000...the total mobilization is 800,000..." Dominic murmured, "Where is such a huge force going to attack? Are you going to further attack the grassland people in the Far East?"

"..." Nikita fell silent.

After a long silence, Nikita spoke:

"...We must use troops to the southwest."

"Southwest?!" Dominic couldn't help but exclaim, "Do you want to reopen the war with the Britannian Empire?"

The vast sacred Helan Empire borders the Britannian Empire, the Frank Empire, and the prairie in the Far East.

The southwest borders the Britannian Empire.

The southeast borders the Frank Empire.

The east borders the Far East prairie.

Therefore, the Sheerans—especially officials in the Holy Sheeran Empire like to use "southwest" to refer to the "Britanian Empire".

Just as the Britannian Empire liked to refer to the "Sacred Sheeran Empire" as "Northern Empire".

"Yes..." Nikita closed his eyes and sighed again, "The ultimate goal of this expedition plan is to break through the Avalon Fortress, annihilate or destroy the Knights of Michael, and annex the northern border."

"It is said that this expedition plan was proposed by His Majesty himself."

"Marson Dominic, your great victory in the Far East at the beginning of this year seems to have caused His Majesty's confidence and ambition to expand."

"Your Majesty is a very ambitious man. Not long after he ascended the throne, he has always been eager to achieve a great cause that has never been accomplished by his predecessors, such as annexing the northern border of the Britannian Empire."

"This time, you were urgently recalled from the local area to the imperial capital, in order to discuss with you and discuss the feasibility of this expedition plan."

As soon as Nikita finished speaking, Dominic immediately shouted:

"What's the point of discussing this! This expedition plan is absolutely not implemented!"

"It is absolutely impossible for only 300,000 combat troops to break through the Avalon Fortress! It is even more impossible for annex the entire northern border!"

"I think so too. But - Your Majesty may not think so."

Nikita sighed deeply again and continued:

"Your Majesty seems to like this expedition plan very much. Although you want to discuss the feasibility of this expedition plan with us, even if we all strongly oppose this expedition plan, your Majesty is very likely to insist on mobilizing 800,000 people to launch an expedition in the southwest..."

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Weiyou Palace, Labor Court, and Conference Room.

The Lai Military Academy - the first emperor of the Holy Xiran Empire, built a building in the palace specifically for the emperor and the generals who returned from great victory to celebrate the victory of the battle.

Although the Labour Military Academy still exercises the function of the emperor and the returned generals and officials drinking and celebrating victory together, as time goes by, the Labour Military Academy has an additional function compared to the initial establishment - some important military-related matters will be held in the conference room of the Labour Military Academy.

After Dominic and Nikita walked into the conference room of the Labor Court, they found that several elites who were proud of the Holy Hillan Empire were already waiting in the conference room.

Commander-in-Chief of the Southwest Front - Marshal Lev Veselov.

Deputy Commander of the Southeast Front - Marshal Rody Smirnov.

Chief Minister of the Central Military Control Department - Kiril Molozov.

Deputy Minister of the Central Military Control Department - Dmitry Lebedev.

...

In addition, when he just arrived in the conference room, Dominic, commander-in-chief of the Far Eastern Front, and Nikita, commander-in-chief of the Central Imperial Guard, most of the proud elites in the Holy Hillan Empire Army have gathered here now.

After Dominic appeared in the conference room, everyone in the conference room immediately saluted Dominic.

Dominic is the most recognized marshal in the empire now.

Not only is he outstanding in ability, but he is also the oldest among all the marshals in the empire.

Dominic, who is 74 years old this year, has even older military experience than some of the people present.

After entering the conference room, Dominic found that many people present had a little panic and anxiety on their faces.

"It seems that many people present already know some details of this expedition plan for the Southwest." Nikita whispered to Dominic beside him, "Everyone is so panicked."

"That's certainly." Dominic said in a deep voice, "Our empire has not had an expedition of this scale for hundreds of years... the total mobilization is 800,000... and the opponent is the most difficult Britannian Empire... The expedition of this scale, just thinking about it makes people feel cold..."

"No matter what, I will also stop the implementation of this expedition plan..."

Dominic said in a firm tone.

...

Not long after Dominic and Nikita arrived at the conference room, a loud notification came into the conference room:

"Your Majesty—come!!"

After hearing this loud notification.

Everyone in the conference room immediately turned around and faced the royal throne placed at the southernmost part of the conference room, and fell to the ground, burying their heads low.

As soon as the loud announcement fell, Wahiri, the current emperor of the Holy Hiran Empire, stepped into the conference room with great strides.

A middle-aged man followed Wahiri and entered the conference room with Wahiri one after another.
Chapter completed!