The weapon of the country

The Ninth Base serves many purposes, receiving visitors is one of them.Because visitors are always received several times a year, visitors are of course not allowed to enter the military secret area, but only to visit a few public areas.In any case, the Ninth Base's decoration funds, clothing funds, and other funds are so abundant that other bases are jealous, and it is inevitable to be ridiculed as a "guard of honor".

Vice President Bei and the Duke stopped in front of Major General Wu, and the secretary of Laurel Palace introduced at the right time, "The captain of the No. [-] base, Major General Wu Xuelin."

According to the imperial etiquette, the deep-eyed duke nodded slightly.

The vice president held Major General Wu's hand cordially, "Major General Wu, I remember that you are my age and just became a grandfather, right?"

The secretary continued to introduce, "Colonel Zhuang Ye, the staff officer of Base No. [-]."

"It's always a relief to see such fine young men in our military." The vice president shook his hand feelingly.

"Inspector of Base No. [-], Brigadier General Shen Han."

"I remember that this brigadier general was born on the land of the empire." Before the vice president could speak, the low standard imperial accent came from the direction of the Duke.

"Yes, Your Excellency."

Compared with "Lord Duke" and "His Royal Highness", Shen Han is one of the few people who address them correctly.

For the common people of the empire, a Duke is unattainable, and the title of Duke is equivalent to a demigod to slaves.Now this stalwart demigod carefully examines the person in front of him with light blue eyes, and the fine lines at the corners of his eyes add to his mature charm.

"How does it feel to be born in the Empire but serve the Federation?"

The contemptuous gazes of imperial nobles and several federal officers focused on his face like a spotlight. Remembering this shameless face, he instantly became a person who betrayed the country he was born in for glory, without even basic loyalty!If Shen Han wants to refute, he can only expose his scars: the empire has no reason to ask me to be loyal, my family and I are slaves in the empire, they are goods, and they are property that the nobles can control.

During his childhood, he had nightmares at night and was afraid of being separated from his family, so he tried his best to stay at the door of the servant’s room during the day to listen to the orders of the butler or the valet, and tried his best to make himself useful so as not to be sold out. Xiao hid in the dark and witnessed with his own eyes that their mother was coveted by the housekeeper and the valet with ill intentions, and they endured for them.

The blood in the whole body froze for an instant, and boiled for an instant.

Shen Han is a 30-year-old man, of course he can't cry here, he can't complain, he can't interfere with the overall situation, and he can't turn the visit of the imperial mission into a farce.

Zhuang Ye sensitively noticed that Shen Han's body was stiff, but this slight abnormality recovered too quickly, and he was almost not sure whether Shen Han really froze for a moment.The young man couldn't help turning his face to the side, and the handsome Brigadier General in military uniform and holding a sword nodded in greeting.

"It's good to play for the Federation, Your Excellency. I'm glad I'm in the Federation."

Behind the Duke was the blond Earl Wellington. The young Earl stopped and looked deeply at Shen Han.There was obvious disgust and deep-seated hatred on his face, and he was willing to pay a high price of one hundred thousand marks to turn his eyes into daggers and stab them into Shen Han's heart.

"He wants to kill you." The line dispersed, and Mo Rulan couldn't help shivering, showing a vigilant look.

Zhuang Ye glanced at the figure more cautiously, and asked with concern in his voice, "Do you have enmity with Earl Wellington?"

Scenes of Shen Han's childhood spent in the empire flashed before his eyes, it was as cold as fog, but there were a few stars of warmth in the coldness.

One of the candles came from the Earl of Wellingt - the deceased rather than the young.A son can only inherit the title after his father's death. The young Earl Wellington is not like his father. In Shen Han's memory, the late Earl Wellington was an upright and loving person. He once praised him and Shen Xiao for their learning ability , "If you are of noble origin, you will be eligible to enter the Imperial College for further study."Give them a roof over their heads on a snowy winter night, a bed and quilts, and let the servants bring them the leftover beef pie and soup from dinner.For a seven-year-old boy, it is a great enjoyment to have cloth covering his body to keep him warm, lying on a flat bed and rubbing his full stomach.He simply thought that it would be great if there were more nobles like this in their country.

But as an adult, because of the war between the Federation and the Empire, in order to defend the Federation, he had to fight against his childhood benefactor on the battlefield.

"You and Earl Wellington?" Shen Han was rarely stunned, and Zhuang Ye couldn't help asking again.

The corner of the mature man's mouth was raised, he tried to smile but couldn't, showing almost invisible guilt.

"It can be said that the hatred of killing one's father is irreconcilable."

Zhuang Ye and Mo Rulan closed their mouths in silence.

Then Earl Wellington will definitely target Brigadier General Shen, the idea in Zhuang Ye's head is spinning rapidly, no, I can't let him do that.

The last stop of the so-called tour is the training ground.

The practice field was decorated extensively, with flags fluttering and ribbons fluttering. When the two parties sat down on the left and right, the sharp-eyed federal personnel noticed that the imperial nobles were dressed differently.

The cuffs were like smoke, and the delicate multi-layered carved lace disappeared, at least half an inch of gold thread lace was gone, the top buttons that were shining and gem-studded were covered by silk scarves, and the pearls on the collar were cut overnight.

Overnight, the wind of simplicity blew into the wardrobes of princes and nobles, and the nobles imitated the Duke of Lennox's dress in every possible way.

The duke opted to don the unprecedented simple robes on the day of his visit to the Commonwealth, in a quiet but grand display of power.Shen Han glanced at the seats on one side of the empire, and the Duke's control over everyone also hit his cognition like a silent thunder:

All the nobles followed him and followed in his footsteps.This is the case in clothing, but is there an exception in other matters?

"Is this the latest fashion trend in the empire?" Vice President Bei pretended to be confused.

The protector of the future empress, the mature and stalwart duke talked happily, "When I return to the imperial capital, this will become the latest fashion in the empire."

The Duke and Vice President Bei were exchanging the importance of diplomacy when suddenly there was a light cough.

There was a crackling sound of gemstones colliding on the robe, Earl Wellingt stood up, looked around, nodded proudly to the nobles, and then saluted the Duke gracefully.

"My lord, and the vice president of the Federation," he greeted, "Since we have come to the arena of the federal soldiers, I beg you two to allow the elite of the empire to compete with the federal soldiers."

"This—" The imperial mission's visit, of course, is not the visit, but the contest between the soldiers of the Federation and the Empire.Knowing that it was inevitable, Major General Wu still showed embarrassment, "For the sake of the friendship and diplomatic relations between the two countries, competitions are really necessary, and it is better than some harmless and beautiful events."

For the first time, Wellington really raised the corners of his mouth, and a pair of blue eyes accurately found Shen Han among the federal officers, "I believe fencing is just such a project."