Chapter 344 What a noble and beautiful death to send someone for a reunion
"You can't continue like this!"
Looking at the letter of help from the National Rescue Army, or "blassip letter", Prime Minister Kelans Bavent, Minister of Education of the Kingdom of South Germany, couldn't help but frown.
Like many kingdom ministers, he was an "loyal" minister of King Mowen on the surface, but secretly he was the spokesperson of a foreign force.
As a person supported by the Austin Empire, he naturally has a deep connection and connection with the National Salvation Army, which belongs to the same camp.
However, unlike Momosa, the Minister of Wealth who had fought with the Twilight Church before and was directly eliminated by the opponent while the First Legion was defeated in Giant Bone City, he hid deeper.
Maybe even the king himself was not particularly clear about which force he belonged to.
In a sense, it is really difficult for the old king Mo Wen. He is full of "traitors" and basically has no "loyalty".
If most of the government troops had not been held tightly by the king, the country would have disintegrated like its neighbors.
As a hidden inner responder and bystander who has a deep connection with the National Salvation Army, Kelans obviously can see the hidden dangers more clearly than the senior management of the National Salvation Army, such as the food problem this time.
The so-called food, clothing, housing and transportation.
Food, as the most basic and fundamental need of mankind, is the basis of everything.
Once there is a shortage of food, the seemingly powerful army of the National Rescue Army will still disintegrate in minutes.
After all, it is already too much to deduct or even not pay military pay. Now I don’t even care about food?
Eat shit!
"After the Giant Bone City was taken away, the National Salvation Army was blocked and bound to the existing three and a half provinces. One and a half of the provinces occupied later were still unstable and residents continued to resist."
"If the senior management does not pay attention to the issue of food stocks, and when the supply really starts to be insufficient, it will be difficult for those wastes to go out and grab them. After all, the only optional Boer Federation is not a grain-producing area, and even those barbarians are
There is a danger of stealing them in turn..."
"Oh... If I make a big deal this time, I won't be able to provide you with the best guarantee. Yesterday's batch of grain stocks is already most of the reserves I can mobilize. I'm just in charge of education, not finance. You can be a little bit damn
ah!"
To be honest, although it is not an exaggeration to say that one can read poetry and books well, Kelance really wants to scold people at this moment.
On the one hand, he scolded the greedy, short-sighted and stupid senior leaders of the National Salvation Army, and the useless Momosa. After all, from the beginning, he did not agree to sending troops directly to the Twilight Army.
Why do they always fail to understand when the gun hits the bird?
If everyone wasn't for the fact that everyone was on the same rope, they would have prospered and suffered losses. He really didn't want to continue to care about these junk things anymore.
I had already managed enough before, and now I have to deliver food to the other party. I can watch the other party secretly sell it, and then make a lot of money. He himself feels that he is really too cheap...
On the other hand, Kelans also cursed the damn fate.
In the past six months, everything has really gone wrong, and every day when you open your eyes, it’s all bad news!
Especially the Twilight Church, which was unexpectedly able to fight the army in his hands, was more obviously able to master some mysterious power, made him feel unprecedentedly powerless and fearful.
After defeating the First Legion and seizing the Giant Bone City, the group of people who were greatly promoted had almost no concealed their idea of usurping the country!
Although that guy Momosa is a little stupid, he is from an old aristocratic family after all, and he was easily killed.
There is also the old king who is bewitched by immortality, obviously no longer as cruel and decisive as he was back then, and he obeys the mercy of the Twilight Priests.
This Danandele is taking jujube pills!
"If you really can't make a comeback..."
Kailans's face was gloomy and finally, he couldn't help looking at a hidden security compartment on the bottom of his desk.
It contains a huge sum of money he secretly had in overseas banks in his early years, which comes from education grants over the years. Although it is not much, it is enough for three generations to have food and clothing.
At the same time, there is also an almost perfect emergency preparedness for the resident identity of the Principality of Milan and cash from various countries.
This is the retreat he reserved for himself.
Once he really can't do anything and his parents left him, he had no nostalgia for this land, and would leave the country without hesitation and go to Milan, a rich and permanent neutral country, to spend the rich and free second half of his life.
As for your wife and children?
If you have the chance, you will naturally take it away together. If you don’t have the chance, then forget it.
After all, his real son dropped his bag and sent it to the Principality of Milan as early as infancy. Now the fool who always causes trouble is just his adopted son who covers up his mind.
After raising me for so many years, I must have feelings, but it is not worth mentioning compared to my own life.
Even if the child is like this, his wife, who is a model and is useless except for her youthful and beautiful appearance, is even less worth mentioning.
That's just the obedient and beautiful "pet" he raises. As for feelings? Haha...
I want him to risk his life to leave with him, and it is possible to change his true lover who has passed away...
Thinking of this, Kelans couldn't help but sigh softly.
"Maria, my love..."
He took out the golden pocket watch close to his heart, opened the faded dial, looked at the photo of his deceased wife embedded inside, and looked at the gloomy face of Kelans, and couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Dear, I wonder how you lived in the paradise?"
"A while ago, butler Davinci sent me a secret message, and our son seemed to be in love! The other party came from a declining aristocratic family and was a very beautiful and well-educated girl, just like you. Maybe in a few years, we will have to
Have a grandson..."
After telling his wife, Kelans felt much better.
He was finally able to pick up the pen calmly and began to reply to the idiots in the National Salvation Army, telling them that they would continue to find ways to get food.
At the same time, they also vaguely persuaded them to control the speed of "depletion" of food.
As for whether the guys from the National Salvation Army would listen... he retained his pessimistic attitude.
"It turns out that this is how the batch of grain from the National Salvation Army came from yesterday. The old guy is very powerful, so he can take out the grain."
Borrowing the shadow's gaze, Alvin looked down at the old man in front of him coldly, with a trace of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
For these guys in the kingdom, he had long wanted to kill them and replace them with his own people, but he was afraid that these people would jump over the wall, so he used the method of boiling frogs in warm water and gradually differentiating and disintegrating.
But from the actual effect, these people do not seem to feel fear from death.
"It's great to hand over power like a military minister to retire and retire, why do you have to seek death..."
The ghost quietly passed through the other party's old body, taking away the breath of life.
Time and time again, the warm body became cold until the end...
A pocket watch fell to the ground with a snap, revealing the gentle smiling face of a beautiful woman...