Holy Sheeran Empire, Muhavic Fortress, Wahiri's bedroom.

The emperor of the Holy Hiran Empire, His Majesty Wahiri, was sitting at the head of the bed in the dormitory, looking at the dancers troupe performing dances in front of his bed.

He was watching the dance performance, looking bored.

The dancers' wonderful performances seemed to have failed to make him interested.

After holding back his temper and looking for a while, Vahiri finally waved impatiently:

"Stop jumping! Get out for me!"

Vahiri's extremely impatient tone scared the dancers.

Worried that he would further anger His Majesty, they quickly came out and left Vahiri's dormitory.

After these dancers left the dormitory, a middle-aged man who had been standing beside Wahiri's bed bowed and asked at Wahiri:

"Your Majesty, don't you like the dancers' dance group?"

This middle-aged man was the prime minister of the Holy Hiran Empire and was also the first favorite of Wahiri - Mond Dibois.

After Wahiri decided to lead the army in person, Mond also followed Wahiri to Muhavits Fortress, and stayed at Muhavits Fortress until now with Wahiri.

"No, the dancers' group dances are great. I just don't have the mood to watch the dance performance now."

After sighing softly, Wahiri lifted the quilt on her body, stood up, walked to the windowsill with her hands behind her back, and looked at the snowflakes flying out the window.

"When will we conquer the Avalon Fortress..."

Wahili looked worried about the country and the people.

"I really can't bear to squeeze people's power like this..."

Wahiri didn't know that after he finished speaking, a sarcastic smile appeared on Mond's face behind him.

——What can’t bear to squeeze the people’s power? You just want to return to the imperial capital as soon as possible.

Mond, who had already become a human spirit in the officialdom, naturally understood what Vahiri thoughts.

Wahiri didn't care about national strength or people's strength at all. In his perception, the "superpower" he ruled had a strong national strength far superior to other countries.

Wahili's current appearance of worrying about the country and the people is just worried about his inability to return to the prosperous imperial capital.

When he was determined to lead the army in person, Vahiri made a harsh statement: If he didn't take down the Avalon Fortress for a day, he would not leave the Muhavic Fortress for a day, and he would live and die with his soldiers.

So Vahiri stayed in the Muhavic Fortress until now.

Vahiri now regrets it.

Muhavic Fortress is a military fortress. In terms of prosperity, it cannot be compared with the imperial capital at all.

Wahiri was tired of the poor Muhavic Fortress and wanted to return to the prosperous imperial capital.

But he had already praised Haikou before, not taking down the Avalon Fortress for a day, he would not return to the imperial capital for a day.

If he leaves the Muhavic Fortress now, it would be like he violated his original promise.

Wahiri thought—this would make him unable to bear the weight.

In order not to lose face, Vahiri kept holding on and resisted his desire to return to the imperial capital.

While holding back this desire, we also hope that the front-line army can break through the Avalon Fortress as soon as possible.

This will allow him to return to the imperial capital as soon as possible.

Mond, who has long been alive and is good at speculating on Vahiri's mind, is very clear about Vahiri's idea.

But he didn't point it out.

The reason why Mond got to the high position of the prime minister of the empire was not because of how powerful he was.

But because he is good at pleaseing Vahiri.

Mond skillfully squeezed out a few tears, wiping the tears while saying in an excited tone:

"Your Majesty cares about the people's strength so much, it is a great blessing for our people!"

Mond is not too skilled in filming the horses of Vahiri who are very happy and proud of his face.

With a few simple words, Mond successfully made Vahiri smile.

"Forget it, I don't think so much. My subordinates will definitely be able to take down the Avalon Fortress! I'd better wait!"

After saying that, Vahiri returned to bed.

"Your Majesty, do you need to call the imperial concubines to serve you?"

In order to have some fun in this poor and poor entertainment and facilities, Vahiri brought several of his favorite concubines from the palace.

"No, I just asked them to bed this afternoon. I just wanted to have a good sleep tonight. Mengdeqing, you should rest early, I suddenly want to hunt, so go hunting with me tomorrow morning."

"yes!"

"Your Majesty! Something is wrong!"

At this moment, an old voice suddenly came from outside the dormitory.

Wahiri and Mond both heard it. This was the general logistics officer of the expeditionary army - Dmitry Lebedev, the top quartermaster.

After the war began, Dmitry had been in the Muhavic Fortress, conducting general dispatch and general management of the army's logistics supplies.

"Come in, Dmitry."

After getting permission from His Majesty to enter the room, Dmitry hurriedly pushed open the door.

"Dmitry, why are you so anxious?"

"Your Majesty! An emergency military message has just arrived! The large-scale Britannian army landed in Bishui Port! The defenders of Bishui Port and the naval forces stationed in Bishui Port were wiped out!"

Vahiri, Mond: "What?!"

As soon as Dmitry finished speaking, Wahiri and Mond exclaimed in unison.

Afterwards, Dmitry explained to the two in detail all the information they had obtained.

After learning that the Britannian army landed in Bishui Port was unknown, Wahiri opened his mouth wide and said anxiously:

"Where did this Britannian army go? Could it be that it is planned to attack Muhavits Fortress from the rear?"

"It's very likely." Dmitry said in a deep voice. "If I were the commander of this army, I would definitely choose Fortress Muhaviz to be my first goal."

"Dmitry! Mond! What should I do? There are not many defenders in this fortress now! Let's run away quickly!"

The vast majority of the troops in the fortress are now sent to the Eighar Corridor to confront the Knights of Michael in the Avalon Fortress.

The defenders in the Muhavic Fortress are now only a pitiful 1,000 people left, and the rest are logistical personnel with no combat effectiveness.

Mond was now confused by the sudden news. He didn't know what to do for a moment, so he could only open his lips and close his eyes, and never could say a complete sentence.

Finally, Dmitry said first:

"Your Majesty! Don't panic! We have no time to prepare for defense!"

"It's more than 400 miles away from Bishui Port to Muhavic Fortress!"

"If they really plan to attack Muhavic Fortress, it will take several more days to get to the fortress city in terms of time."

"This time is enough for us to send this news to the front-line army and let Dominic lead the army to aid!"
Chapter completed!