mech warriors have no love

For the vast universe, the power of a person is small and insignificant.

But for a crumbling alliance, Lancelot's power is unmatched, completely turning the situation around.

The Marshal of the Alliance is no longer a single individual. During the time when Lancelot disappeared, he was pushed by intentional or unintentional people, and the anxious people missed and believed in the former God of War even more.The continuous disastrous defeat filled the entire army with an atmosphere of depression, but the moment the huge silver mecha appeared, all of them faded away.

Not only the allied army was stunned, but even the allied forces outside the territory were also stunned. Many of the allied troops who were mixed with fish and dragons had been dealt with severely by Lancelot. to retreat.

The commander of the allied army quickly calmed down and smiled contemptuously: "The alliance has nowhere to go. Do you want to scare us away with just a single clone?"

He was very certain of Lancelot's death.

How could it be an accident.

Unless Lancelot is a god, how could he escape from the center of the explosion.

Lancelot didn't say a word. He skillfully entered the command and entered the public communication channel of the Alliance Army. His voice was low, with a majesty and stability that made people trust and trust: "I'm back."

Everyone couldn't help holding their breath.

Lancelot's careless voice passed through the mecha and reached the ears of every embarrassed Alliance soldier: "A group of careless waste snacks, it must be very wronged to be bullied these days."

Not wronged, only humiliated.

The iron-blooded soldiers thought this way, but their noses became inexplicably sour, as if they were children who had been bullied and finally had their parents to support them, staring at the silver mecha, their eyes were red.

"How did I teach you in the past? If you are bullied, you must fight back!" Lancelot's voice sank suddenly, "We are the only ones who bully others. What are you afraid of doing with these gangsters? Bring back the glory of the alliance for me! "

The Marshal is back.

The commander, who had been holding on for countless days and nights, had hot eyes, but straightened his back, and there was firmness in his numb eyes again, and he gave up the command without hesitation.

The allied forces outside the territory chased the frustrated army of the alliance for several months. At this moment, the allied forces who had been retreating suddenly stopped their withdrawal and turned around in a uniform manner.

Like wolves, they finally found the wolf's head and looked back with green eyes.

The battle that had just stopped started again, and the fighting power of the alliance army increased exponentially.

When the swearing-in allied commander was destroyed by the silver mech, he was at a loss.

Looking at the engulfing flames, he was still thinking in his messy mind: It shouldn't be...

Also at a loss were Feng Na and his party who were about to arrive at the front line.

The moment Lancelot appeared, almost all parties saw the image immediately. The old man's eyes widened, staring at the person who shouldn't be there in disbelief, and his face gradually darkened.

What made his mood even worse was that when the Union Marshal who had just beaten the Allies away was resting on the scarred gate of the base, he looked back with a cigarette in his mouth and smiled at the hidden camera.

There was an inexplicable irony in that smile.

Feng Na turned off the light screen with a sullen face.

He had been planning for countless years, but this time he returned to Planet Delan with the determination to win, and made a big move against the parliament.

The group of mad dogs in the parliament will not wait to be killed. He spent a lot of strength and energy just to deal with that group of people.

But it's all worth it.

Appeared at the time of the alliance's life and death, saved the alliance from fire and water, and defeated powerful enemies... Finally, he was held on the throne by the excited people, cast aside the alliance's incompetent democracy, and was "forced" to become emperor.

What a perfect plan, the only variable is Lancelot.

Before Lancelot came along, everything was going perfectly.

For the first time, Feng Na's thoughtful mind went blank, and he rejected the annoying communication request. After a long while, he came to a conclusion: everything he did was nullified the moment Lancelot appeared.

No, not nullified, just cheaper Lancelot.

The moths of the alliance were solved by him, and the integration of the army was delivered to him. Now the people will no longer shout the New Deal, but will only shout the name of the marshal of the alliance!

The meeting room was quiet. After a long time, someone finally knocked on the door and came in: "Mr. Feng Na, there is a communication request from over there, saying that your side cannot be connected."

Feng Na's eyes were dark, and he raised his head to glance at the person coming.

Elton smiled, put his hands on his chest, and bowed to him in a salute.

Feng Na stared straight at him for a while, then narrowed his eyes.For a moment, he felt that there was something wrong with the cowardly puppet he had installed in the parliament, but he couldn't find what was wrong.

After Vonna Wilders strongly supported democracy and became a loyal supporter of democracy, it seemed that many people gradually forgot that the Wilders family was also a nobleman left behind when the empire collapsed.

It is still the one closest to the royal family.

Feng Na took a deep breath, asked him to back down with a serious face, and then connected to the communication. If anyone can see the person projected in four dimensions, they will be shocked.

Who would have thought that the current chairman of the alliance is communicating with the commander-in-chief of the allied forces outside the territory.

"Fonner! What's going on with Lancelot!" The other party's face was much uglier than that of Fengner, "Are you kidding us?"

Feng Na said coldly: "Shouldn't this be your problem? The sudden appearance of Lancelot is the result of you sacrificing thousands of heavy mechs?"

Stopping the other party from asking, Feng Na rubbed his forehead wearily - ever since he returned to Star Delan and the parliamentary bar, he has been living in uninterrupted assassination every day, even if those congressmen step down, the forces behind them will also Very dissatisfied, all his anger was vented towards Feng Na, frantically wanting to kill him.

His swollen mind was confused for a while, and he quickly regained his composure, his eyes became sharper, and he interrupted before the other party was about to speak again: "I'm afraid I didn't fool you or you fooled me."

The agreement reached by the two allows both sides to get what they want. The foreign allies want the star field that the alliance has not been able to control until now, and what Feng Na wants is the alliance.

According to the agreement, the next script was supposed to be Feng Na leading the troops to sweep the foreign allies out of the alliance—but Lancelot just stepped in like this.

The most frustrating thing is that with such a remnant army defeated, Lancelot beat that well-equipped foreign allied army until his mother didn't know him, and he was ashamed to throw it at his grandma's house.

Feng Na said darkly: "We were tricked by him."

Lancelot, who was not in a happy mood just after playing with people, sneezed, rubbed his nose, looked coldly, and glanced around at the people sitting at the conference table.

Even with David constantly passing on news to him, the situation of the alliance is still much worse than he imagined, but it has not really reached the level of the collapse of the building. It seems that someone is secretly instigating so that the alliance will not end like this.

The guards were scattered by him on the way to Millais, and only David followed. After a brief meeting, Lancelot got up and walked out with David, preparing to join the crowd of the alliance. speech in front of you.

David followed Lancelot step by step. He had just won a battle, and his chest was still full of blood. He controlled his breathing and said in a low voice, "Molly has come into contact with Lord Lambert. Feng Na brought him out. It doesn’t seem to be for him to command, but more for fear of his accident on Delan Star. Just now she sent the news that the speed of the large troops has accelerated.”

Lancelot raised his eyebrows: "Then I have to speak quickly, and don't tell all the people that I have his surname."

David: "..."

David turned his face away and saw the excited eyes of the soldiers passing by who were full of longing and tears, and his facial features twisted: "Marshal, can't you be a little more serious in front of me, anyway, I'm also half of your fans, You're really disillusioning me."

He also wants to maintain pure awe!

But who made Lancelot an asshole.

Lancelot sneered: "Are you scared by the allied forces? What are you talking about? The speech is ready?"

David handed him the speech in humiliation.

Lancelot glanced twice, then stared, "What kind of crap is written!"

David suppressed his anger and brushed his messy hair. Thinking of the questions he had asked for a long time, he still didn't feel ashamed to ask, "How do you know Feng Na..."

He hesitated to speak, not knowing how to describe it.

Lancelot's smile narrowed, but he didn't answer.

He had suspected Feng Na a long time ago, but he couldn't believe it when faced with the cute little old man in beach pants in his impression.

A long time ago, the council decided to let Eugene go. He went out to patrol and search for traces of orcs. After talking with Feng Na on the mecha, he began to have doubts in his heart.

The old man who has been retired for many years, when he asked about space technology, he brought the topic to the parliament. He vaguely told Lancelot that the alliance is corrupt, and the moth is the parliament. You can go to clean up.

It's a pity that he didn't clean up, so after the release of Millais, Feng Na had to give up the script of "the upright and selfless marshal was persecuted by the parliament, causing the alliance to be in turmoil and crisis", and changed it to clean it up himself.

As for the people behind Jude Bourne, when they found out about Delan Star, they were completely wiped out. Obviously, they were not capable of the little idiots in the parliament.

When he got the news that the other party was going to attack him, Lancelot decisively cooperated with the script. During the period of feigning death, he sent people to secretly stir up the emotions of the people. Although it was despicable, a dead person is always easier than a living person. To be easily remembered, loved, and embraced by the people.

There are many troubles ahead.

Lancelot shook his head, stuffed the shit-like speech back into David's arms, walked to the urgently prepared lecture room, and turned on the equipment.

At this moment, his figure appeared on all the planets in all the star fields of the alliance, in the streets and alleys, or in front of the light screens at home.

Probably because he had just finished the war and hadn't had time to tidy up his appearance. Lancelot's military uniform was not as neat and tidy as it used to appear to the public. It was slightly messy, but his body was still straight. Xinghe looked solemn.

After staring at the equipment in front of him for a while, he said in a deep voice, "Citizens of the Alliance, I am Lancelot Rodney."

César chewed some bubblegum he found somewhere, and blew a big bubble.

Lancelot, who was projected in front of him, was giving a speech. He stared quietly with his legs crossed, his eyes were sharp, and he seemed to be examining something. The bubble was quickly kicked by the fur ball and he didn't get angry.

Micah was frightened by his serious look: "Cesar, what's wrong?"

César observed carefully for a while, then retracted his gaze in dissatisfaction: "The mark left on his neck is gone."

Micah: "..."

César: "On the side of the neck, crimson..."

Micah buried himself in the quilt in pain: "I don't want to know at all!"

Regardless of whether Micah wanted to know it or not, Lancelot, with his clean and fair neck, ended his short and powerful speech under César's dissatisfied eyes.

After the speech, there were still many things waiting for Lancelot to do. David came up to him, saw him clutching his neck, and quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

Lancelot fell silent for a moment: "...the neck suddenly felt cold."