Law of the Devil

What? Want me to go to the front?

Du Wei sat in the study. In front of him stood a court official who had come from the palace to deliver orders. The official was holding a letter of appointment signed by the Prince Regent in his hand, on which Du Wei was appointed as the deputy commander of the northern theater and the chief garrison of the eastern fortress, responsible for presiding over the eastern fortress and six nearby military checkpoints. The five second-tier fortresses of the empire are in charge of the nearly 300-mile-long front line!

Such an official document. It is tantamount to putting the war zone in front of you. The more than 200,000 troops displayed in the east have been handed over to him!

But Du Wei. Sitting in the study, facing the official who came to deliver orders from the palace, there was no joy on his face. But he also openly expressed a kind of undisguised dissatisfaction.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Du Wei came around from behind the desk and came to the court official with a strange expression on his face. pointing to his nose. He pointed to his legs again.

Are you really sure that this order is not mistaken? Could it be that His Royal Highness the Prince Regent was drunk today and signed the documents indiscriminately? Du Wei blinked his eyes. He frowned and said, Look at me. Sitting in a wheelchair, I'm a cripple who can't even walk. Do you expect people like me to go to the front line? Do you think I can ride a horse now? Can I fight with a sword?

The palace official had a wry smile on his face, but he was helpless. He was just a small court official in charge of delivering orders. How could he answer Du Wei's question? He could only put on a bitter face and softly begged: Your Excellency .Don't embarrass me, I'm just in charge of delivering orders... I don't understand other things either.

Du Wei scratched his hair. He sighed softly: Oh. Then tell me, what's going on?

This... the palace official said: A battle report was sent from the front today. His Royal Highness the Regent read it in public in the hall. After discussing with the ministers, the Minister of Military Affairs, Mr. Camisiro, recommended you. Your Highness is right... that's about it. Specifically, if you ask me, I don't know.

Only then did Du Wei smile, took the appointment letter and read it in his hand. It was written in black and white, signed and sealed, then nodded, and took out two gold leaves from his pocket . Throwing it to the palace official: Okay, I understand, I trouble you to make such a trip, you have worked hard.

The court official received the gold leaf, but his face was not happy, and he looked at Du Wei. He couldn't help but said: My lord, don't you...don't go to the palace to take orders? But all the officials who have been appointed in the imperial capital have to go to the palace to take orders face to face. This is the usual practice...

The implication seems to be that he hopes that Du Wei will go back to the palace with him.

But Du Wei waved his hand: No need, I'm inconvenient. The regent knows it, and he wouldn't bother with me about this kind of politeness. You just say that I have accepted the order when you go back. I will go to the headquarters to report officially tomorrow. .I will leave for the north as soon as possible...

The official stared at him and thought, Ah! He is the number one nobleman in the empire! This air is really big. The regent gave an order to hand over hundreds of thousands of troops on the front line to you, and you didn't even go back and say hello to him face to face!

But this kind of small matter is not something that a small court official like him can intervene in. He quickly said goodbye and ran away.

After the people from the palace left, Du Wei sneered twice, and threw the order on the table casually.

He lowered his head and pondered for a while, then murmured in a low voice: Prince Chen will transfer me to the front line sooner or later, I understand this... But, why is Kamisiro joining in the fun? Why did he come forward to be this early man? Recommend me? Well, this must be the meaning of the old man behind him... But, what does that old man mean?

Du Wei deeply understood. Now he and the regent have begun to renounce—but it's just eccentric. It's far from the time to turn around.

During the tumultuous time before. It made the nobles, big and small, in the imperial capital nervous. But actually. Only Du Wei and the Regent, who were in the middle of the game, knew that both sides were just testing.

Turn your face... It's far from the time yet. Nor did it reach the bottom of that rupture. At least for now. Both sides are still nostalgic.

It's just a test.

As for what to explore?

This is a bit complicated to say...

Let's put it this way: Prince Chen is terminally ill, but he doesn't want others to know. I don't even want Du Wei to know, but Du Wei guessed it, but Du Wei didn't want Prince Chen to know that he had guessed it, and then Prince Chen suspected that Du Wei might have guessed it, but Prince Chen didn't want Du Wei to know that he had guessed it. Du Wei guessed, now. Du Wei didn't want Prince Chen to know that he knew he was suspecting that he had guessed...

Damn, it’s just a super tongue twister!!

As a result, it caused the mutual friction between the two sides before. In fact, they are just testing each other.

Two people, one is pretending to be confused with understanding. One is pretending to understand in confusion.

And the core of this matter. It's Prince Chen's illness! No matter what Du Wei means, he has to pretend that he doesn't know it yet. Can't let this window paper be pierced - the sky won't be pierced. Everyone is safe and sound.

But once this layer of window paper is pierced... then. It will be difficult to control the situation in the future.

Everyone understands the truth: if Prince Chen is about to die, he will definitely pave the way for his son. According to common sense. It should be done to Du Wei - whether he will do it or not. It's still two words now, but Du Wei understands this truth, and Prince Chen also understands it.

But Prince Chen can't let Du Wei know, because once Du Wei knows... Then Du Wei must be on guard: Since you are likely to touch me, then maybe I will touch you first! The so-called first strike is the best! .

Du Wei was afraid that Prince Chen would make a move, and Prince Chen was afraid that Du Wei would make a move first—although everyone had no intention of making a move for the time being—it was even possible that neither of them wanted to make a move against each other at all. But under this kind of suspicion and speculation, it is difficult to guarantee that no one can help but make the first move.

after all. The most insecure place in the world is the human heart.

Du Wei couldn't pin his hopes of life and wealth on the kindness of Prince Chen. And Prince Chen did not dare to entrust Du Wei's loyalty to the safety of the royal family's inheritance.

Both are guarding against each other.

Going around...it's too much going around.

Du Wei took the order. Did not go to the palace. But he ran directly to the military command headquarters in the imperial capital. He ran to see Camisiro, he didn't mention anything about the other party's recommendation of him, and he was completely business-like.

Since the front line lost the battle, he had to go to the front line to clean up the mess. You can't let me die alone. .

Where are the reinforcements? How many soldiers will you bring me?

Camisiro was also unambiguous, and directly told Du Wei: Bing, yes! But it is not the main battle army. After all, the Empire's most elite main battle legion, the Storm Legion, is already on the front line. Stay behind to Royal City Guards. A front line has also been drawn long ago, and there is also a division. But they were drawn to the northwest and stationed in Nulin province—whom to guard against? Isn't it to guard against Du Wei!

Moreover, the rest of the Diwangcheng guards still have to defend the imperial capital, let alone a division.

Can't get a group out!

Therefore, there are about 50,000 reinforcements for Du Weidi. The 30,000 people are the local garrison drawn from all over the south, and the rest are 20,000. It is a reserve division. It was the time when the Whip of Thunder God Legion was formed. The rest of the reserve. Now a reorganized division has been pieced together, and it is also given to Du Wei.

When Du Wei heard it, he was in the headquarters. He rolled up his sleeves on the spot, as if he was about to make a big fuss with Kamisiro!

What a joke! The front line is urgent. You sent me a disabled person in a wheelchair to go up. It is already very inhumane! The soldiers given are not good soldiers! The local garrison troops dispatched from the south? What kind of birds do those local garrison troops look like. I don't know yet! It's okay to maintain law and order in the place, but to fight a war? Can you count on it!

As for the reserve division... Heck, they are all the people who were picked up by Thor's Whip back then, and all the elite ones who could come out were picked up by Thor's Whip. God knows the rest are a bunch of crooked melons and bad dates!

Don't do it!

You guys are bullying me, a disabled person, and you still talk about human rights!!

Du Wei put on airs and wanted to make a big fuss, but Camisiro immediately softened, and he quickly pulled Du Wei aside. He smiled wryly in a low voice: My lord duke. Don't make trouble with me. These things are ordered by His Royal Highness the Regent. It doesn't count if I say it.

Du Wei blinked his eyes: That's fine, since this is the case, I can take my own soldiers to the front line? I will send my own family's private army. It can be said that I have ruined my family for the country!

That's not okay. Kamisiro immediately refused firmly: Deploying private troops to the front line. Without His Highness nodding, it is absolutely impossible! And... didn't you have a grassland border problem in the northwest before? Hmph. At this time, I am afraid that your private army cannot be transferred.

Du Wei looked angry, but actually he was laughing in his heart: I knew it was like this.

Of course I won't let myself bring my private army to the front line!

The hand of the Regent. Get yourself to the front, and give yourself more than 200,000 troops in name... In fact, it's a trick. Separate yourself from your family roots far away.

After all, the imperial capital was still too close to his own territory in the northwest, so he had to be transferred to the front line. To put it nicely, he gave himself more than 200,000 troops.

But those troops are all official troops! These are the veterans of the Storm Legion, and the troops drawn from various places have their own generals, and they go up like this. short term. It is impossible to turn these armies into their own direct descendants.

Nominally, the military is in control. In fact...why didn't he close himself in a disguised form among the 200,000 troops?

The soldiers are not my direct descendants... let alone appointing me as the frontline general. Even if you make me a marshal. He is also a commander in chief.

no. The private army cannot be transferred, but it is necessary to strive for some benefits.

Du Wei thought for a while, then shook his head and said, Camisiro. You have also been in the army. You should understand. As a general, if you don't have some veterans who you are used to, it will inevitably lead to war. Hands are tied. The 50,000 people you gave me. I won't pick them anymore. You can take them with you, but I need to bring some people I know well, otherwise... I will sue you for this matter , anyone who wants to pick it up can pick it up. Anyway, I quit!

Camisiro smiled and said, What do you want? Explain first. If the conditions are too harsh, I can't help you.

Hmph. Don't you 'help' me too much? Du Wei smiled strangely, which made Kamishiro smile a little embarrassingly.

First of all, I am a magician. I will take a few magician followers to the front line. It is my private matter. This is not a violation.

Of course. Camisiro nodded immediately: The Imperial Code can't control this. You can bring as much as you like. I know that you, Duke Tulip, are the dean of the Imperial Academy of Magic. You are also a member of the Magic Society. You recruit magicians. Being your subordinate is also your private matter.

Okay! Du Wei immediately pulled a clerk from the side: Write it down! Write it all down! Only black and white words can be counted!

He coughed. Seeing that the clerk took paper records in desperation, he continued: I will not transfer my own army in the northwest, but when I returned to the imperial capital the year before last, I brought a thousand guard knights. I brought these Going to the front. Not a violation.

I remember that you brought back five hundred the year before last... not as much as one thousand... I just said here. Seeing Du Wei stare. Camisiro nodded quickly: Okay! You are the son of the Duke of the Empire, and as a great nobleman, it's normal for you to be used to the bodyguards of your own family. One thousand bodyguard cavalry, yes.

He thought to himself: five hundred or one thousand. Not much difference in quantity. Five hundred more came. Among the 200,000 troops, is it possible to make waves? Du Wei, Du Wei. Such little things. What are you fighting for.

But Du Wei immediately turned around and shouted to the clerk: Write carefully! One thousand guard knights. Don't change a single word!

After the clerk finishes writing. Du Wei snatched it away. took a look. Only then did he smile with satisfaction: Not bad, not bad. Keep writing.

He coughed and said, What's the third one. This batch of academies in the Military Academy have also studied for a year. I will bring some people to the front line to hone them in actual combat. It is not an exaggeration.

Okay. But up to ten. These people are the seeds of the future, so I can't give you all at once. I still have a lot of future arrangements here. You can't take them all away.

Ten is ten. My younger brother is not included in the quota! Du Wei refused to budge.

Camisiro thought for a moment, and it wasn't a big deal, but Du Weiduo took up a spot.

The last one. Du Wei smiled: Since the establishment of the military academy, I have seconded some soldiers with you to serve as training partners in the military academy. These soldiers are not very skilled, and my students are also I got used to it. You just gave it to me.

As he said that, Du Wei wrenched his fingers and said: The first time I borrowed 500 soldiers from the public security station in the imperial capital. I want it. Later, I seconded two times from the royal guards in succession. A total of two Thousands of people. I want it too.

Camisiro was a little embarrassed: It's not difficult for you to get the soldiers in the public security station, but the guards in the royal city...you want two thousand at once. I can't decide this. You know the imperial decree. The local army is mobilized. I The High Command can make the decision. But... Since the incident a few years ago, the transfer of the Royal Guards, more than 500 people, must be reported to the palace for an order from the Regent. Although I am the Minister of Military Affairs. Nor does it have the power to mobilize the Royal Guards.

Then I will trouble you to go to the palace. Help me to intercede with His Highness. Du Wei smiled lazily: However, I believe His Highness will definitely agree.

Okay. Camisiro didn't want to get entangled with Du Wei, and there were only 2,000 royal guards on the left and right. Two thousand people is not too many.

Only then did Du Wei burst out laughing. Grinning at Camisiro. He patted Camisiro's shoulder vigorously: Okay, then I thank you in advance! Please sign and seal this record. Then the procedures are complete.

In the end, Camisiro couldn't help Du Wei, so he could only sign the record and stamp it with the seal of the military department.

Look at this thing in hand. Du Wei suddenly laughed, and then, under the dumbfounded gazes of Camisiro and several military officials around him. He stood up from the wheelchair suddenly, flicked his sleeves, and walked in front of Camisiro!

You!! Your legs!! Kamishiro changed color: You...

Du Wei snorted, and said lightly: I'm going to the front line, I can't really go in a wheelchair... Well, let's just say it. I, Du Wei, worry about the country's affairs with all my heart. Alright. This is also a blessing from the gods.

After finishing speaking, Du Wei nodded to the people in the military department, swaggering. Just walked out of the gate of the High Command in such a grand manner!

Watching Du Wei leave the back. Looking at the wheelchair that Du Wei randomly threw in the room, Camisiro couldn't help but smile wryly.

Alas... send him to the front. Hand over more than 200,000 troops of the empire to such a person. Is this decision... really the right one?.