Du Wei was sitting in the study. In front of him stood a palace official who came from the palace to deliver the order. The official held an appointment document signed by the regent, which clearly appointed Du Wei as deputy commander-in-chief of the northern theater and commander-in-chief of the eastern war zone.
The fortress garrison commander is responsible for presiding over the nearly 300-mile-long front line of the eastern fortress, six nearby military checkpoints, and five imperial secondary fortresses!
Such an official document is equivalent to handing over 200,000 troops in the eastern war zone in front of you into your own hands!
But Du Wei, sitting in the study, facing the official from the palace who came to deliver the order, had no joy at all on his face, but openly showed an undisguised dissatisfaction.
Du Wei sat in a wheelchair, walked around from behind the desk, and came to the palace official. With a strange expression on his face, he pointed to his nose and then his legs.
"Are you really sure this order is correct? His Highness the Regent couldn't be drunk today and signed the documents indiscriminately, right?" Du Wei blinked his eyes and frowned: "Look at me, sitting in a wheelchair.
A cripple who can't even walk, do you expect someone like me to go to the front line? Do you think I can ride a horse now? Can I hold a sword and fight in battle?"
The palace official had a wry smile on his face, but he was extremely helpless. He was just a small palace official responsible for delivering orders. How could he answer Du Wei's question? At that moment, he could only make a grimace and softly plead: "Your Majesty, Duke
, please don’t embarrass me. I am only responsible for passing orders...I don’t understand other things."
Du Wei scratched his hair and sighed softly: "Oh, tell me, what is going on?"
"This..." the palace official said: "Today, a battle report was sent from the front line. His Royal Highness the Regent read it in public in the hall, and then after discussing with the ministers, the Minister of Military Affairs, Mr. Camisillo, recommended you.
Your Highness is sure... That's it, maybe. If you ask me, I don't know if it's more specific."
Du Wei then smiled and took the appointment letter. He read it in his hand and saw that it was written in black and white and the signatures were complete. Then he nodded and took out two gold leaves from his arms.
, and threw it to the palace official: "Okay, I understand, I'm sorry to bother you for making such a trip. Thank you for your hard work."
The palace official accepted the gold leaf, but his face was not happy. He looked at Du Wei and couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, don't you... go to the palace to receive the order? Any official who accepts the appointment in the imperial capital will...
It is customary to go to the palace to receive orders in person..."
The implication seemed to be that he hoped Du Wei would go back to the palace with him.
Du Wei waved his hand: "No, I'm inconvenient. The regent knows that, and he won't argue with me about this false courtesy. When you go back, just say that I took the order, and I will go to the headquarters to officially report it tomorrow.
, delivery procedures, I will leave for the north as soon as possible..."
The official's eyes widened and he thought: What a bull! He is the first nobleman in the empire after all! He is so arrogant. The regent issued an order and handed over hundreds of thousands of troops on the front line to you. You don't even go back to fight him face to face.
call!
However, such a trivial matter was not something that a small palace official like him could interrupt, so he quickly left and ran away.
After the people from the palace left, Du Wei sneered twice and threw the order on the table.
He lowered his head and pondered for a while, then murmured in a low voice: "Prince Chen will transfer me to the front sooner or later. I understand this... But why does Camisillo join in the fun? Why did he come forward to be the one who stood out?
Recommend me? Well, this must be what the old man behind him means... But, what does that old man mean?"
Du Wei deeply understood that he and the regent had already begun to separate, but it was just a separation, and it was far from the time to fall out.
The previous commotion made all the nobles in the imperial capital nervous, but in fact, only Du Wei and the regent, who were in the middle of the situation, knew that both sides were just testing the situation.
Falling out... It's far from the time yet, nor has it reached the bottom of the break. At least for now, both parties still care about the old relationship.
It's just a test.
As for what to test?
This is a bit complicated to say...
Let's put it this way: Prince Chen was terminally ill, but he didn't want others to know, let alone Du Wei. But Du Wei happened to guess it, but Du Wei didn't want Prince Chen to know that he had guessed it. Then Prince Chen suspected Du Wei.
I'm afraid he has guessed it, but Prince Chen doesn't want Du Wei to know that he suspects that Du Wei has guessed it. Now, Du Wei doesn't want Prince Chen to know that he knows that he suspects that he has guessed it...
Damn, that’s a super tongue twister!!
As a result, the friction between the two sides was caused, which was actually just testing each other.
There are two people, one is pretending to be confused while pretending to understand, the other is pretending to be confused while pretending to understand.
The core of this matter is Prince Chen's condition! No matter what Du Wei means, he must pretend that he doesn't know yet. He cannot let this window paper be pierced for a day without piercing it, and everyone will be in peace.
thing.
But once this layer of window paper is punctured...then the situation will be difficult to control in the future.
Everyone knows the truth: if Prince Chen is about to die, he will definitely clear the way for his son. According to common sense, it is up to him whether he should take action against Du Wei or not. But Du Wei understands this truth.
, Prince Chen also understands.
Prince Kechen 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 attack first is the advantage.
.
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 no one had any intention of making a move for the time being, and maybe neither of them wanted to make a move at all, under such suspicion and conjecture, it was hard to guarantee who would not be able to bear it.
I made the first move.
After all, the most insecure place in the world is the human heart.
Du Wei could not place his fortune on the kindness of Prince Chen. And Prince Chen did not dare to place the inheritance and safety of the royal family on Du Wei's loyalty.
Both of them are guarding against each other.
It’s… it’s really too convoluted.
Du Wei accepted the order and did not go to the palace, but ran directly to the military headquarters in the imperial capital. He ran to see Camisillo, but he did not mention a word about the other party's recommendation of him, and had a completely business-like attitude.
Since the battle was defeated on the front line, and I have to go to the front line to clean up the mess, you can't let me die alone.
Where are the reinforcements? How many troops can you bring me?
Camisillo was not ambiguous and told Du Wei directly: There are soldiers! But they are not the main battle legion. After all, the Empire's most elite main battle legion, the Storm Legion, is already on the front line. The Royal City Guards who stayed behind are also.
We had drawn a front line a long time ago, and there was also a division, but we were drawn to the northwest and stationed in Nulin Province. Who should we defend against? Isn't it Du Wei?
Moreover, the remaining royal guards of the royal city still have to defend the imperial capital. Not even a single division, let alone a division, can be spared!
Therefore, there are about 50,000 reinforcements for Du Wei, 30,000 of which are local garrison troops drawn from various places in the south. The remaining 20,000 are a reserve division, but when the Thunder God's Whip Corps was formed before,
The remaining reserves have now been assembled into a reorganized division and given to Du Wei.
When Du Wei heard this, he rolled up his sleeves on the spot in the headquarters, as if he was going to make a fuss with Camisillo!
Are you kidding! The situation on the front line is urgent. It is already very inhumane if you send me a disabled person in a wheelchair! The soldiers I was given are not good soldiers either! The local garrison troops transferred from the south? What do those local garrison troops look like?
, I don’t know yet! Can the local government maintain law and order and fight a war? Can we count on it?
As for the reserve division...hell, they were all leftovers from the Thunder God's Whip. As you can imagine, all the elite were picked up by the Thunder God's Whip. The rest are a bunch of crooked melons and bad jujubes, God knows.
!
Don't do it, don't do it!
You bully me, a disabled person, and yet you don’t talk about human rights!!
Du Wei put on an air of arrogance and wanted to make a big fuss, but Camisillo immediately softened. He quickly took Du Wei aside and said with a low and bitter smile: "My lord, please don't make trouble here."
Yes, these things were decided by His Royal Highness the Regent, and it doesn’t matter what I said.”
Du Wei blinked: "Okay. In this case, can I bring my own soldiers to the front line? I mobilize my family's private army, which means I have ruined my family for the country!"
"This is not possible." Camisillo immediately and firmly refused: "Sending private troops to the front line. Without His Highness's nod, it is absolutely impossible! And... didn't you have grassland border problems in the northwest before? Humph, at this time,
I'm afraid your private army cannot be mobilized."
Du Wei looked angry, but actually he was laughing in his heart: I should have known this was the case.
Of course I won't let myself bring my private army to the front line!
The regent moved himself to the front and gave himself more than 200,000 troops in name... In fact, he was playing tricks to distance himself from his family roots.
After all, the imperial capital is still too close to my own territory in the northwest. I have to move myself to the front line. To put it bluntly, I have been given more than 200,000 troops.
But those armies are all official troops! These are the old foundations of the Storm Legion, and there are also armies drawn from various places, all with their own generals. If you go up like this, it will be impossible to turn these armies into your own in the short term.
direct lineage.
In name, he holds military power, but in fact... he is "locked" in a disguised form among an army of 200,000 people?
Bingdu is not his direct descendant... Let alone appoint me as the frontline general, even if he makes me a marshal, I am still a mere commander.
No, private armies cannot be mobilized, but some benefits must be obtained.
Du Wei thought for a while, then shook his head and said: "Camisillo, you have also been in the army. You should understand that as a general, if you don't have some veterans who are accustomed to you, it will inevitably be difficult to fight in this war.
My hands are tied. I won't pick any of the 50,000 people you gave me. I'll take them with you. But I need to bring some familiar people up there, otherwise... I'll tell you that I'm ill.
, whoever wants to pick it up can pick it up, I’m not going to do it anyway!”
Camisillo half-smiled: "What do you want? Let me explain first, if the conditions are too harsh, I can't help you."
"Hmph. You haven't 'helped' me enough." Du Wei smiled strangely, which made Camisillo smile coquettishly.
"First of all, as a magician, it is my private matter for me to take a few magicians' followers to the front line. This is not considered a violation."
"Of course." Camisillo nodded immediately: "The Imperial Code has no control over 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 retinue is also your private matter."
"Okay!" Du Wei immediately pulled a secretary official from the side: "Write it down! Write it all down! It's easy to count in black and white!"
He coughed and saw that the secretary official had no choice but to take the paper to record. Then he continued: "I will not mobilize my own army in the northwest. However, when I returned to the imperial capital the year before last, I brought a thousand personal guards with me.
Knight, I will take these to the front line. It is not considered a violation."
"I remember that what you brought back the year before last was five hundred... not as much as one thousand..." Just after saying this, seeing Du Wei's eyes widen, Camisillo nodded quickly: "Okay! You are the aide of the Imperial Duke.
, as a great noble, it is normal for you to be accustomed to having your own bodyguards to protect you. Is it okay to have a thousand bodyguards and cavalry?"
He thought to himself: Five hundred or one thousand, the number is not much different. There are five hundred more people. In an army of 200,000, is it possible to make waves? Du Wei, Du Wei, this kind of
It's a small matter, why are you fighting over it?
Du Wei immediately turned around and shouted to the secretary official: "Write carefully! One thousand guard knights, don't change a word!"
After the clerk finished writing, Du Wei grabbed it, took a look at it, and then smiled with satisfaction: "Not bad, keep writing."
He coughed: "The third one. This batch of students in the military academy have also been studying for a year. I will take some people to the front line to practice some training. It's not an exaggeration."
"Okay, but no more than ten. These people are the seeds of the future. I can't give them all to you at once. I have a lot of future arrangements here, so you can't take them all away."
"Ten is ten, my brother is not included in the quota!" Du Wei did not give in at all.
Camisillo thought for a while and realized that it was not a big deal, but he just let Duvido take 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 not very skilled.
You're used to it, so just give it all to me."
As he said that, Du Wei twirled his fingers and said: "The first time I borrowed 500 soldiers from the Imperial City Police Station, I want them. Later, I borrowed them twice from the Imperial City Guards, a total of two
I want a thousand people, too."
Camisillo was a little embarrassed: "It's not difficult for the soldiers from the public security station to give you. But the people from the Royal Guards... you want two thousand at a time, and I can't make the decision. You know the imperial decree and the mobilization of local troops. I
The high command can make the decision. But... since the incident a few years ago, the transfer of the Royal Guards of the Royal City, with more than 500 people, must be reported to the palace and get the express order of the regent. Although I am the Minister of Military Affairs,
There is no power to mobilize the Royal Guards."
"Then please go to the palace and help me plead with His Highness." Du Wei smiled lazily: "However, I believe that His Highness will definitely agree."
"Okay." Camisillo didn't want to get entangled with Du Wei, and there were only two thousand Royal City Guards on his left and right. Two thousand people were not too many.
Only then did Du Wei burst into laughter, grinned at Camisillo, and patted Camisillo hard on the shoulder: "Okay, then I'd like to thank you first! Please sign and seal this record, then
The procedures are all in place.”
In the end, Camisillo couldn't defeat Du Wei, so he could only sign his name on the record and stamp it with the seal of the military department.
Seeing that this thing was obtained, Du Wei suddenly laughed. Then, under the stunned gazes of Camisillo and several military officials around him, he suddenly stood up from the wheelchair, flicked his sleeves,
He swaggered up to Camisillo!
"You!! Your legs!!" Camisillo changed color: "You..."
Du Wei snorted and said calmly: "I'm about to go to the front line, so I can't really go in a wheelchair... Well, let's just say that I, Du Wei, am devoted to the country and worried about national affairs. I feel anxious and have leg problems.
It suddenly healed. This is also the blessing of the gods."
After saying that, Du Wei nodded to the people in the military headquarters, swaggered, and walked out of the headquarters gate in a grand manner!
Watching Du Wei leave, and then looking at the wheelchair that Du Wei had randomly thrown in the room, Camisillo couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Sigh... Is this decision to send him to the front line and hand the empire's more than 200,000 troops into the hands of such a man... really the right one?