I, Foyego, the most affectionate species in Runeterra

Of course, there are also a few "fearless people" who are bubbling acid water alone.

Several more legion commanders declared behind their backs, "This is all this Li Ang. Gurez went shit luck, that's a little white face" and something like that.

Foyego had expected this.

Lemon essence, where can you get them less?

Foyego did not have the slightest accustomed to the meaning of this group of people, and when he came to the door, he casually gestured twice.

In Noxus, "war cowardice" is the act of cowards.

Naturally, these people could not refuse Foyego's request.

At first, these sour lemon essences still held on to the "luck" heart, intending to defeat Foyego and expose the true face of his "little white face".

But soon, the ruthlessness of reality taught them a lesson.

Those who spread rumors and cause trouble, there is no enemy of Foyego.

Through this, Foyego's prestige on the Eastern Front of Noxus was even higher.

After all, in Noxus, it is a normal thing to worship the strong.

For the strong, the warriors of Noxus have enough awe.

In this way, Foyego became the "uncrowned king" of the eastern front of Noxus.

At the same time, the war reports of the Eastern Front were also placed on the table of the great general Darkwell.

Council of the Supreme Commander of the Empire.

Darkwell, who had been absent for a long time, returned to this long table233.

Only this time, there was more space at the table.

Originally, except for Dreius, and the two generals who accompanied Dreius to fight Freyrdrand.

There should also be nine generals present at the commander-in-chief's meeting.

But now, with Darkwell at the table, there are only eight people left.

The lack of two people, needless to say, is naturally Du. Kekao and Emistan.

"Touch!"

Darkwell got up angrily and slammed his fist into the table.

A peak deterrent swept through the audience, and most of the generals were too shocked by the momentum on Darkwell to say more.

It's just that in this, Svein . Jericho is definitely an exception.

He is also one of the few people who dares to face Darkwell head-on.

"Waste!"

"Hall Commander, died on the battlefield in vain like this?"

Darkwell said in a deep voice, looking like an old lion intimidating a jackal dog in the territory.

"Du. What about Kekao! "

"What the hell is he doing?"

Darkwell's tone was still a little irritated, and no one dared to answer his question out loud.

The manager died mysteriously! The deputy marshal suddenly disappeared!

With the dragons leaderless, the Empire (CJAD) actually missed the opportunity to completely annihilate the main forces of Demacia!

This is simply a rare situation in the empire for a hundred years.

"For Du. Kekao's whereabouts have never been able to be mastered. "

Seeing that no one answered, Svein opened his mouth to explain.

This is also true, Du. Although Kekao is a general of the Empire, he is of his own and does not interact with others.

Coupled with the particularity of identity, in the increasingly old and mediocre of Duckwell, Du. Kekao is only responsible for himself.

Naturally no one knows, Du. Where exactly is Kekao now.

Hearing this, Darkwell also sobered up a little and sat back in his place again.

Even Darkwell, now Nadu. Kekao is fine.

Prevent. Kekao's problem can only be pursued after he appears.

Right now, there are clearly more major things to deal with.

"Let's talk about it, how to clean up the battlefield on the Eastern Front."

A trace of indifference flashed in Darkwell's cloudy eyes, and then he opened his mouth to ask the generals present.

At the moment the boss is dead, the deputy is missing, and the enemy's living forces are still alive.

The first priority at the moment is naturally to re-elect the commander of the Eastern Front.

"I recommend Svein. Jericho was the new commander of the Eastern Front. (Read violent novels, go on Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

"His ability is obvious to everyone, I don't think I need to say more."

A general suggested, and his words quickly drew the secondation of half of the generals in Parliament.

"That's right, let Svein go."

"I also seconded . . ."

“........."

Obviously.

Svein had great prestige in the Empire, at least in this council of commanders.

"Hahahaha!!"

Who knew this, Darkwell suddenly smiled.

Although this laughter was heroic, anyone who listened to it had a faint feeling of gloomy coldness in their hearts.

When Darkwell's laughter fell, the atmosphere stiffened a little for a while, and finally after a moment of silence.

Darkwell spoke.

"General Svein, the humerus general of the empire!"

"How can such a trifle as guarding the eastern front bother him."

"Don't worry, he has other important tasks."

Darkwell said sadly, with a strange look in his eyes that no one could understand.

Hearing this, everyone was a little confused, so they did not understand the current situation of the empire, and what "important tasks" could be there.

Only Svein suddenly had a hint of foreboding in his heart.

He felt, as if secretly, a conspiracy against him had been brewed.

Since Darkwell had rejected the proposal to make Svein the commander of the Eastern Front, it was not easy for everyone to directly refute Darkwell's face.

"Then let Haas go, Haas was also born on the Eastern Front."

Another general proposed that a general named Haas go to the eastern front.

But soon, new problems arose.

"I don't think I'm up to the task."

"A nomadic tribe on the border of Shurima has recently rioted, and I am going to suppress it."

General Haas responded, with a bit of wisdom in his eyes.

Almost everyone knows that it is just a nomadic tribe of Shurema, so Haas needs to go out himself?

I'm afraid that a large brigade of imperial soldiers is probably enough.

It is clear that this is Haas's excuse.

Could it be Haas cowardice? Of course not.

The Haschi people are the grassroots who rose from the grassroots of the empire, in other words, he is a general of the "commoner" faction.

At this moment, the logistics of the empire are tilted towards Dreius in the north.

If you change Haas to the east, I am afraid that you will be "stuck in the neck" of the empire everywhere in logistics.

This is why, with Emistan's military talents, he was qualified to be the commander of the Eastern Front.

Because Emisten was supported by aristocratic forces in the empire, there was no logistical pressure.

If Haas had gone, I am afraid it would have been a different situation.

You know, according to the war report, although the main force of Demacia's legion suffered heavy casualties, it still had at least half of its strength.

Although the Eastern Front won the battle this time, it also suffered a lot of losses.

Wan repeatedly fought wars, logistics was still stuck in the neck, didn't Haas become the biggest scapegoat?

So this pot, Haas chose not to take it.

Haas's refusal was unexpected and reasonable.

Parliament soon fell silent again.

Everyone is not a fool, and naturally understands the reason for Haas's refusal.

Because of Emistan's death, the empire has not yet given a reasonable explanation, and the generals of the aristocratic faction are in a state of dissatisfaction at this time.

Naturally, no one wants to go on this trip to muddy waters.