The war fortress with a huge eagle emblem painted on the front flew over dozens of meters above the sea and broke into the Caribbean port directly.
The dark golden eagle spreads its wings with a dark red border around it. It looks like it is about to fly, and it is extremely powerful and domineering.
This huge eagle emblem can probably be seen clearly from more than ten miles away. It is very different from the dark gray low-visibility painting of ordinary war fortresses, and it looks very ostentatious.
And on both sides of the war fortress, there are four big zero numbers painted on it.
Everyone in the Allied Forces knew that such a showy war fortress could only belong to the Commander-in-Chief of the Allied Forces, the highest-ranking commander in history, the Commander-in-Chief of the Allied Forces, Grand Marshal Julius Archduke.
Seeing the arrival of the Grand Duke, Lorraine couldn't help but frown slightly and curled her lips in annoyance.
As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of bad things, you are afraid of not being good people.
Archduke Julius can be said to be the most outstanding representative figure among them.
This guy is capable of fighting, has outstanding command, excellent leadership skills, clear rewards and punishments, is deeply supported by the officers and soldiers of the Eastern Army, and has an extremely keen strategic vision, but he is also very capable of causing trouble.
He behaves willfully and acts according to his temper. He thinks about what he is doing, and acts extremely willfully and recklessly like a child.
At the most critical moment of the war, the Ruman Empire could only defend passively, and the Semitic army gathered under Fantino.
The Parthian Empire also sent reinforcements from two elite legions to join the coalition and march to Ruman to participate in the battle.
It stands to reason that at this time, everyone should give up their prejudices and unite as one. Join hands to resist the invasion of foreign enemies.
But the Parthian Empire soldiers came to his tent and took a look. Hanging on the wall was actually the military defense map of the city of Samarkand. It was surrounded by a big red circle on the outside.
It almost made someone's nose crooked with anger.
Archduke Julius seemed to have nothing to do, even though he had learned that the Parthians were coming and hung up this map on purpose.
If it hadn't been for the persuasion of the Holy See, the Parthian Empire would have almost withdrawn unilaterally in protest.
Before the cross-sea counterattack, many people were opposed to Archduke Julius becoming the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces because this uncle spoke too hatefully and often insulted others in front of them.
But Ru Man is so powerful that he can't break his thigh with his arms. And he really can't find a suitable person to choose him.
General Wabdor is highly respected. But the old guy is too old. What should everyone do if he dies during the expedition?
As for other generals, they cannot be compared with the Grand Duke.
Therefore, in the end, everyone had no choice but to accept their bad luck, pinch their noses, and let him become the commander.
As the commander of the coalition forces, he was supposed to take command from the rear and coordinate various ministries.
And now. The human army has just arrived in the Caribbean, and the people in the city are emotionally unstable. The military is unsettled, and some accident is likely to happen. This old guy rushes over in a hurry. What does he want to do?
But he's already here, and he can't be allowed to go back.
My cheap father-in-law has a similar personality to the one in front of me. His temper is that of a donkey. He likes to fight with others and never stops giving advice, especially Lorraine.
Seeing that the No. 0 heavy war fortress had slowly landed, in desperation, Lorraine sighed and thought to himself: Why don't any of them make people worry?
At the same time, I deeply understood Catherine's difficulties.
He turned his head and said: "Your Excellency, the commander of our coalition forces is here, why don't we go and greet him together?"
'Your Excellency the President' suddenly heard the word, Lord Brad, who had just become the interim president, did not react for a moment.
But when I tasted it carefully, I felt that it had a delicious taste.
The president, as the name suggests, naturally has to control everything by himself, controlling everything from the military to local affairs. The future largest official of the Semitic people is much more majestic than the prime minister, who is only the first minister.
Seriously speaking, the president is actually the same as the 'emperor', they just changed the term.
He couldn't help but look overjoyed and glanced at Lorraine with admiration: Although this cheap son-in-law was a bit of a jerk and a bit ruthless in making money, he was actually not bad at all.
But think about it on the other hand, if you are a bit of a jerk, make sure not to be bullied, make money, and make sure your daughter has a stable life, you will be a good person no matter what.
Especially someone who can be such a fool and come up with the name "President" casually.
The more Lord Brad thought about it, the happier he became. He glanced at his daughter approvingly. She was indeed a woman from the Iskander family, and she was very discerning in choosing men.
Brad immediately laughed twice and said, "Okay, then let's go and greet him..."
Having said this, I suddenly felt someone tugging at the corner of my clothes.
City Lord Brad couldn't help but be startled, and then turned around to look, only to see his daughter constantly winking.
He suddenly woke up: Yes~! I am the president.
The emperor of the Semitic tribe, the supreme leader. Every word and deed represents the inviolable dignity of the country. Why should I condescend to welcome a coalition commander?
At that moment, he couldn't help but feel delighted: This daughter is indeed a considerate little cotton-padded jacket. Although she eloped with someone... Bah, bah, this daughter went on a trip, but her heart was still towards him.
Thinking of this, City Lord Brad couldn't help but laughed twice again, changed his tone and said: "I should have greeted you originally, but the cold wave in the past two days has made my old cold legs feel bad again. It's really hard to do anything.
It's inconvenient.
It’s better for Count Earl Ku to welcome me. Haha, hahaha..."
After saying that, he laughed again, glanced at Lorraine with a victorious look, and smiled even happier.
Lorraine saw all Fiona's little moves, and seeing Lord Brad changing his mind, he couldn't help but give her a fierce look.
But Fiona rolled her eyes, shook her head and pretended not to notice, snorted arrogantly, and whispered to Lord Brad.
Lorraine couldn't help but cursed in her heart: These women are indeed born to be politicians~! They have all planned it down to the bones.
But he had no choice but to turn around and walk away.
Seeing the city lord, his daughter, and his son-in-law's family fighting openly and secretly in a friendly and harmonious manner, all the panic in the hearts of the Semitic officers disappeared. Instead, they all calmed down: if the other party did not intend to follow the rules, it would definitely not be the case.
Careful about every detail.
Judging from the current situation, this battle cannot be fought. Human beings really want to help their boss become the emperor. So as long as they follow the boss closely, promotion and wealth will naturally come in the future.
Lorraine had just arrived at the entrance of the war fortress, and immediately saw the door open.
Immediately afterwards, a fat little fat man jumped out happily, followed closely behind by a fat little elephant who was also fat and white.
The little elephant was particularly fat. Its body was as fat as a barrel. It jumped from the inside to the ground. Immediately, the fat on its body trembled wildly.
It was none other than Mr. Leo Lei and his hard-core little brother Xiaobai.
Chairman Leo stood on the beach, then took a deep breath of the salty air, and shouted excitedly at the top of his voice: "Hahaha, uncle, I'm back~!"
Xiaobai next to him also raised his long nose, shouted "how", and let out a loud and long cry. The excited people even stood up.
Lorraine listened and suddenly had an illusion, as if she heard a bully with yellow teeth shouting loudly: "I, Hu Hansan, am back again~!"
He shook his head vigorously and threw that strange thought out of his mind.
Immediately, surrounded by a large number of officers, the Grand Duke was seen walking down from the war fortress wearing a large cloak and sunglasses on his face, with a crooked mouth and a cigar in his mouth, laughing.
It looks very iron-blooded and Patton-like. It would be perfect if an ivory-handled revolver could be inserted into the waist.
When Lorraine saw his appearance, the ominous premonition in her heart became stronger.
At this time, the Grand Duke strode down the war fortress, put his hands on his hips, raised his head and looked around.
I could see the whole port being busy.
A group of warships are slowly entering the harbor in the distance on the sea, and small boats are transporting soldiers to the shore, densely packed in the harbor, like ants moving.
Not far away, soldiers near the beach jumped from the ship, holding their guns high in both hands. Under the command of the officers, they waded through the water with difficulty, came to the shore, and then headed towards the depths of the port.
On the other side, there were even several war fortresses flying in the air, and under the command of ground personnel, cannons were lifted from the ship to the shore.
Immediately, soldiers ran over, dragged the cannons, and dragged them aside.
Dozens of cannons were neatly placed there, while countless ammunition was neatly stacked on the other side.
The Grand Duke looked at it and couldn't help but nodded repeatedly. Everything was in order. It seemed that the landing operation went smoothly this time.
Lorraine stepped forward at this time, saluted, and said: "Your Highness, the Semitic President Brad, Mr. Iskander invites you."
The Grand Duke couldn't help but was startled, and lost his voice: "What? What kind of president?"
Lorraine could only roll her eyes helplessly, and then said patiently: "Mr. Brad Iskander, the interim president of the Semitic Republican Provisional Government, please come."
The Grand Duke still looked confused, and Lorraine couldn't help but sigh in her heart: During the military meeting, this old guy must have dozed off~!
At this time, an officer nearby whispered a few words into the Grand Duke's ear, telling him what was going on with the Semitic president.
Grand Duke Julius suddenly came to his senses and said: "Isn't he just the puppet we support? If you had told me earlier, wouldn't I have understood?
He even used such a long title, really. Where is he?
Forget it, I’ve already seen it.”
Immediately, the Grand Duke laughed twice, opened his arms and walked towards the interim President enthusiastically.
Brad kept looking here from a distance. When the Grand Duke walked over and was a few steps away, he also opened his arms and greeted him with a smile on his face. His attitude was neither arrogant nor humble, and the aristocratic etiquette was extremely standard.
The two came closer, put down their hands in unison, and then shook hands.
The human coalition forces and the Semitic independent army finally came together. At this historic moment, both the human officers and the Semitic officers all had complicated expressions.
Some are happy, some are disappointed, some are confused, and some are excited. There are all kinds of expressions.
At this time, someone shouted loudly: "Two adults, please look over here."
The Grand Duke immediately turned his head with a smile on his face, but City Lord Brad...er, President Brad was startled, and then turned his head suspiciously.
Looking carefully, I saw an extra person on the opposite side, holding a strange machine in his hand, with a round tube pointed in the direction of the two people.
He couldn't help but wonder: What is this?
At this time, the man shouted loudly: "Smile, smile."
President Bullard couldn't help but become more confused, why are you laughing?
Fiona next to her also said: "Smile, smile."
Brad was extremely confused, but after listening to his daughter's words, he could only twitch his cheek stiffly.
The man shrugged helplessly and gently pressed a button.
Then there was a flash of bright light in front of him, a soft "plop" sound was made, and a thick white smoke rose up.
This historical moment was recorded forever, and the photo has been treasured for future generations to enjoy.
Through that photo, you can see that Archduke Julius had a standard politician smile on his face. On the contrary, the real politician had a sullen face, like an old farmer in the countryside.
Fiona pulled her father aside and kept complaining in a low voice: "I asked you to laugh, but you laughed as if you were crying. It's over now. With the Grand Duke's temper, he will never be with you again.
Photo taken."
Brad looked at the square box in the man's hand again with some novelty and confusion, and said: "Then... what exactly is that?"
Fiona was startled, and then she realized what the problem was.
Although she now takes photos all the time, and is even occasionally coaxed by Lorraine to take a nude photo... Bah, bah, bah... Boldly breaking through the secular perspective, starting from the perspective of pure art appreciation, with the help of machines, human beings
The beauty is eternally recorded in the surrealist way, the highest artistic expression of human civilization.
But as a high-tech alchemist, President Brad didn't know what it was.
She couldn't help but sigh, and then introduced carefully: "That's a camera. As long as a person stands in front of it, it can take a picture of all the people. It's much more realistic than a painting."
Although President Bullard still didn't understand much, he felt that it was a bit powerful. He said "uh" and thought to himself: It's just a painting, why should I be nervous?
He smiled, then took a step forward and said: "Dear Grand Duke, in order to welcome your arrival, I have held a banquet in the palace to welcome you and your generals."
As expected of a soldier, the Grand Duke was extremely straightforward. He laughed loudly and said, "Okay, then I'm welcome."
With that said, he took the first step and walked towards the city.
Lorraine watched the Grand Duke hurriedly walking in front, and there was always an ominous premonition in his heart, as if he had forgotten something, and it was still a very important thing.
When he was thinking about paying, Leo beside him was already impatient with waiting. He stretched out his hand and pulled his arm and said: "Let's go, boss. Why are you in a daze? I remember that the tomatoes and scrambled eggs here are the best."
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Lorraine came to her senses and then walked up.
Brad looked at it and couldn't help but shook his head: How could a guest walk in front of the host? This guy really doesn't understand etiquette.
But since that's the case, it's hard to say that he should be given a cold shoulder.
Then he gave a few instructions to the officers around him, asking them to pay attention and not to conflict with the human army. Then he slowly stood up and walked towards the city.
The Grand Duke and others had just arrived at the city gate, and immediately saw a group of officers lined up, completely blocking the road. Then, the Grand Duke walked to the base of the wall with a proud look on his face, planning... uh... planning
He unbuttoned his belt. Seeing what he wanted, he planned to have sex under the wall again.
I bought a big watch last year~!
Lorraine looked at it and couldn't help but feel a headache: This old guy's habit of peeing wherever he goes has not changed yet~!
The loser Brad is still behind. If he were here, one of them would probably die today.
He hurriedly stepped forward, then pulled the Grand Duke, and said: "Your Highness, Your Highness, this Semitic Republican Provisional Government is our ally. If you do this, it will cause extremely serious diplomatic disputes.
Besides... besides, Leo had already peed when he came."
The Grand Duke didn't take it seriously at first. He had often gotten into trouble before. Even if it was a diplomatic dispute, so what? The Grand Duke didn't care at all.
But when he heard the last sentence, he couldn't help but be startled, and then said: "Have you really peed?"
Leo nodded vigorously and said loudly: "Yes, the boss and I had already peed when we came here."
The Grand Duke couldn't help but sigh, and then fastened his trousers again. Since Leo had already marked it, there was no point in him marking it again.
At this time, I heard Leo continue to say: "Not only here, but also Akadelin, Thunder Castle, White Rock City..."
He clapped his fingers and rattled off a lot of place names. Many of them the Grand Duke and others had never even heard of.
Everyone present couldn't help but fell silent for a while.
Everyone is guessing in their hearts: Although this little gangster is young, how far has he traveled and how many hardships has he experienced?
The Grand Duke couldn't help but sigh: This leaves a lot less territory for him.
He glanced sideways at Leo, feeling proud and loving at the same time, and said, "So, you have peed in a lot of places?"
Leo immediately puffed up his chest and said proudly: "Of course, I arrived, I saw, I peed~!"
As he said this, the little tiger's body shook, and his domineering aura was dispersed wildly.
The Grand Duke and everyone looked at each other and laughed proudly.
At this time, Brad City... the president came up from behind. Seeing everyone crowded at the door, he couldn't help but wonder, "What are you doing here?"
Lorraine said hurriedly: "Nothing, just discussing a philosophical issue. Haha, hahaha..."
Seeing the unnatural expressions on everyone's faces, Lord Brad looked at them suspiciously, then stretched out his hand and said, "Please, please."
The Grand Duke immediately laughed and walked into the city first.
But when everyone came to the city and saw the situation on the street, they couldn't help but be shocked. (To be continued...)