After being captured by the old enemy

Surrender and negotiate.

According to the traditions of the Empire and the Alliance and the default rules of Interstellar, since the opponent has surrendered, they cannot continue to attack.

Even Ji Xingjue, who has always been calm, was taken aback by the pope's sudden move.

Qi Qing frowned, ordered the warships to stop their firepower, and the guns were still aimed at the enemy main ship, and looked down at Ji Xingjue: "The video is real."

Esther was indeed sitting in the middle of the bombed-out conference room.

If the people inside were changed, they might not be suspicious, but if it was Esther...

Ji Xingjue said without hesitation, "Yeser is not dead."

How could a person like Iser die under the hands of the Pope.

However, in that kind of attack, Iser might also be seriously injured.

Qi Qing nodded, and connected the surrendering party's communication.

The pope's projection appears ahead.

Unlike the half of the pope seen in the cell last time, this time the pope has all hands and feet, and looks much younger, but his expression is more gloomy.

His eyes looked at Qi Qing, and his eyes fell directly on Ji Xingjue who was behind him, staring at him, a strange malicious smile slowly formed on the corner of his mouth.

"It's really ruthless, Your Royal Highness," the Pope sighed, "Your most loyal believer died for you, but you are with others, and you don't care what he paid for you."

Fortunately, Qi Qing had already screened off his subordinates first, and there were only two people in the command cabin.

Disregarding his wishes, making others pay the price?

Ji Xingjue smiled lightly, turned a deaf ear, and looked at him calmly: "Qi Qing is not someone else——My lord Pope, I'm curious, is the body in the holy capital really fake?"

The Pope didn't hesitate to answer: "No, that's true, it's just that I made an extra tool that is useful."

Knowing that he couldn't beat Iser, he made preparations in advance and hid one useful body in the holy capital and one on a small planet far away from the Holy Order and the frontline battlefield. The one who knows the holy capital.

Most people who thought the Pope was dead made a subconscious mistake.

It is true that the spiritual code transmission cannot exceed two times, but the body carrying the chip can have two more.

But at that time, the Holy Order was defeated by Qi Qing on the front line, and most people obviously didn't think much about it.

But would Esther ignore this kind of problem?

Ji Xingjue nodded slowly: "Do you want peace talks?"

"I'm not interested in recovering the Landa Empire," the pope's eyes were full of sarcasm, "it's just the delusion of that lunatic Iser."

During the conversation, the alliance's army also took care of the ground base. An Tang intervened in the conversation, and the wartime communication became a three-party meeting.

"Surrender?" An Tang spit out these two words, his voice was soft, as if very gentle, but his voice was cold, "Interesting. Your Excellency, your Holy Son caused riots in the alliance and the empire, killing and injuring countless innocent people, you Do you think the Alliance and the Empire will accept your surrender?"

In this regard, the Pope, who used to be the royal family of Landa, saw it more thoroughly than these generals in the battlefield.

He looked calm, but smiled when he heard the sound: "Whether to accept the surrender is for the elders of the empire and the alliance council to decide."

As for the two groups that put their interests first, it is not difficult to guess what the results will be if they are fanned by the saints who are still lurking in the upper echelons.

Qi Qing and An Tang frowned at the same time.

Of course they are well aware of the most likely decision that group of old guys will make.

"The surrendering party is not a defeated prisoner. We can disarm all our weapons and wait for your mission at our base," the Pope bowed, "As the two most powerful countries in the interstellar era, the Empire and the Alliance will not Not even that kind of grace."

Qi Qing didn't say a word, her sharp eyes were half-closed, and she said suddenly: "If I don't have this kind of demeanor."

He hates Yiser, who is coveting Ji Xingjue, who is paranoid and crazy, and the Pope who has killed Ji Xingjue many times. They are not good things.

The pope's face changed slightly.

Qi Qing didn't look at his face, touched her pretty thin lips up and down, but what she spit out was a series of cold demands: "Disarm, move to a nearby habitable planet, and accept communication surveillance, otherwise we won't talk about it."

The Pope was choked by his forceful speech without room for negotiation for a long time, and squeezed out a few words: "Qi Qing, don't push yourself too hard."

An Tang added with great interest: "In addition to this, you have to accept the supervision of the Alliance and the Imperial Garrison—if His Excellency the Pope doesn't even have this sincerity, why should we talk about demeanor with you?"

Although Qi Qing's request was tough, it was actually very reasonable.

If the pope refuses to agree, just do it directly, regardless of his demeanor. If the pope agrees, under such strict supervision, there will be no trouble.

The Pope pondered for a moment, and actually agreed: "I accept. I hope you two will not miss the appointment."

The communication was cut off, and the warships of the Empire and the Alliance approached. They stared at the remaining saints and disarmed them. They vigilantly went up and searched one by one, and led the group of believers to Qi Qingxuan's location.

The star robbers plundered on the edge of the imperial alliance, they didn't deal with anyone, and they ran away without a sound.

When Neil knows that the Holy Order has surrendered, he will probably jump up and scold his mother.

An Tang rubbed his temples, and rarely showed a trace of irritability: "Long nights and many dreams, it's better to just take it away."

He paused for a moment, glanced at Ji Xingjue and Qi Qing: "I need to contact An Hong, you two should hurry up too."

The Alliance Council is not An Hong's monopoly, but the Empire... the former Emperor His Majesty has been out of business for a long time, and his power has basically been emptied by the Presbyterian Council. Alder is the new emperor who has just been supported, and he wants to shock the Presbyterian Council. People are not easy.

In short, it's all a mess.

All communications were hung up, and my ears were finally clean.

Ji Xingjue looked at Qi Qing twice more, and suddenly felt that his eyes and spirit had been purified: "Master Marshal, do you think the Pope really surrendered?"

Qi Qing shook her head, nodded again, and thought for a while: "He is a very greedy and selfish person."

The pope really wanted to surrender, but the surrender he wanted was probably to let the empire and the alliance recognize the existence of the Holy Order as an independent country, and he would be the emperor on that territory.

Ji Xingjue pondered for a while: "Maybe it's not necessarily a bad thing."

Iser's life and death are currently unknown. He is not around. The Pope is the will of the Holy Order. The surrender of the Pope will have a blow to the will of the Holy Order.

It can be foreseen that the Pope is determined not to agree with Ji Xingjue's request - to lift the chip control and disband the Holy Order, otherwise how can he be his emperor.

For the Empire and the Alliance, the best solution is still to send troops directly to reduce the power of the Holy Order.

This group of cultists has problems in terms of creed, and there will be endless troubles if they are not completely eradicated.

It would be best to make him useless before Yser came back.

"Don't worry, I will be watched by others, the pope will not be able to turn the tide."

Qi Qing knew what he was worried about, lowered her head, touched Ji Xingjue's forehead with her lips, opened the terminal, and sent a battle report to Alder who was far away in the imperial capital.

As expected, after the battle report from the front line was sent out, the Council of Elders really exploded into a mess, and the Alliance Council probably did the same.

After arranging for the remnants of the Holy Order to return to the base, Qi Qing held a remote holographic meeting.

Ji Xingjue stayed in the corner of the conference room, leaning against the door, folded his hands and looked coldly at the noisy meeting.

The Presbyterian Church was well protected in the imperial capital. Even if the Holy Order broke out in turmoil in the rear, it did not affect them. They had never faced the threat of the Holy Order directly, and they naturally did not know the horror of the Holy Order. , didn't pay much attention to the threats listed in the document submitted by Qi Qing, and took it for granted that this was just a war similar to winning the Star Pirates.

"The empire's military expenditure in the past six months has exceeded the standard, and it would be great to stop the war immediately."

"Last time the marshal blew up two supply stations, and the cost of rebuilding them is quite high..."

"There is chaos behind the empire. Fortunately, the marshal has controlled the situation on the front line. It would be great to stop the war."

"Surrender is acceptable."

……

Alder frowned, he had been in the Holy Order for two years, and he couldn't be more clear: for the Holy Order, accepting surrender is the worst thing to say.

But the system of the empire had been changing long ago. The founding emperor had dispersed the power of the emperor. For such a major event, the vote at the elders' meeting could play a decisive role.

The great emperor's original intention was to gradually disperse the emperor's power and gradually change the way the empire was ruled, but he obviously ignored that sometimes a group of people is not as good as one person.

The final vote came out quickly, with a majority of Presbyterians supporting acceptance of the peace talks.

For the Presbyterian Church, there can be as few wars as possible. Since they have already won, there is no need to continue to fight.

After a teleconference ended, Ji Xingjue was so tired for Qi Qing that he took a few steps forward slowly.

Alder also looked tired, and it was not easy for him to suppress the saints who were jumping around: "The pope is not the most important thing now."

Most of all Esther.

The Pope was less than half as dangerous as Iser.

Even if the Pope really surrendered, the faction of the Holy Son in the Holy Order is obviously more than that of the Pope. As long as Iser returns, they will immediately defect. The Pope and the remnants of the Order are only a small part of the front line. The believers have gone into hiding, watching the development of the situation.

Qi Qing nodded calmly: "Additional manpower has been sent to search for his trace."

Alder smiled wryly: "I will arrange a mission for the peace talks, and I will entrust the two on the front line."

Seeing that Qi Qing's lips were dry, Ji Xingjue poured a glass of water and pushed it over, resting his chin and looking at Alder: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, um, how are you doing?"

"The range of the first and second galaxies has been suppressed, and the rest of the galaxies are still being planned." Alder thought for a while, "The day my father woke up, Mrs. Yutong came, and his complexion and spirit were fine."

When Yu Tong was mentioned, Ji Xingjue and Qi Qing's expressions softened.

Alder couldn't help asking: "Professor Ji, Marshal, did you meet Harlem again on the front line?"

Ji Xingjue: "..."

This is to say, or not to say.

After the rebellion of the third prince of the empire, he went to live in the holy church for a while, and then went to become a star thief. This rich resume is really hard to describe.

Qi Qing stroked the edge of the cup, raised her eyelids, and said calmly: "No."

Alder let out a little disappointment.

After explaining what should be explained, the meeting room fell silent again.

Ji Xingjue tilted his head, leaned on Qi Qing regardless of his image, pondered for a while, looked up to see that Qi Qing hadn't drunk water, and rubbed his lips with his hand: "Master Marshal, why are you so dazed?"

Qi Qing lowered her eyes and looked at his face quietly.

"If you don't drink it yourself, why don't you wait for me to feed it to you?" Ji Xingjue moved forward with a smile, "Why is it harder to serve than your son?"

The little robot has become very arrogant recently. Ji Xingjue modified and upgraded it a bit. The little guy seems to have been instructed to act more and more like a baby.

Qi Qing sat motionless, only raised one eyebrow slightly: "I'm too tired, I don't want to move."

Having a remote meeting with the elders is more tiring than fighting a battle.

Ji Xingjue was kind, took a sip from the water glass, leaned forward to kiss his lips, and passed the water.

The simple feeding of water turned into a lingering kiss, and I don't know who started it. The soft lips and teeth made those plots disappear, and when they separated, their lips became quite moist.

Ji Xingjue couldn't help laughing, and pulled Qi Qing's hair: "Okay, let's go home first, Eggy should wait."

This time I didn't take the little robot out, and the little robot babbled and muttered for a long time.

Since the character prototype of this little guy is Qi Qing, does Qi Qing also behave like this when encountering unpleasant things?

I really can't see that the Marshal has such a rich inner drama.

Facing Ji Xingjue's playful and loving eyes, Qi Qing looked at him in doubt: "What's wrong?"

Ji Xingjue looked kindly: "It's nothing, I just feel that our year-end relationship is really not easy. In terms of seniority, you should call me grandpa?"

Qi Qing: "..."

Go to your year-end love.

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