Blessings to the beautiful stars

Chapter 123 Departure
Quiet Planet.

The award platform was empty.

Anger and painful emotions will always quickly exhaust a person's physical strength, and people can gradually calm down in a collapse. Most of the time, it is not because of a strong will, but simply because they are tired.

The general sat on the steps, not knowing that Zuo Wu knew his name "Yi Yisi".He refused to stand up, and he refused to put back on the diving suit that he had never left for a moment.

Just bare shoulders, panting lightly under the starry sky.

It feels like a lifetime away.

In front of him, dozens of his subordinates were filled with fear and fear. Zuo Wu's departure had become a fact, and no one knew how to explain it.

However, General Yi Yisi smiled and waved his arms lightly at his subordinates. Although he was tired, he still tried his best to inject false pride into his voice:
"What's wrong with you? The award ceremony has been completed, we are no longer a ridiculous army without a commander-in-chief as a pillar! If you don't go to celebrate, what do you look like when you are frowning here?!"

The subordinates discussed in low voices, and finally pushed out one person to bite the bullet: "But Mr. Zuo... the commander-in-chief left directly, not through the regular channel, without any formalities, and without any reason... This kind of behavior is simply... Defecting is tantamount to..."

"Joke, the commander-in-chief of the legion, will the future emperor of the Imperial Alliance defect?"

Under the influence of the general, everyone believed that the future emperor was Zuo Wu, but the way of registration was a coup planned by themselves, and only a few confidantes knew about it.

Yi Yisi smiled lightly:
"I have been emphasizing that pure-blooded humans are absolutely right no matter what, and have always been like this! Mr. Zuo's behavior is unreasonable, but we are temporarily unable to understand his deep meaning!"

The general paused for a moment, thankful that the rebroadcast creations did not dare to approach under such circumstances, and did not record their conversations, so they could barely cover their ears:
"As for the formalities, we, as subordinates, will just make up for the commander-in-chief later."

The subordinates still looked at each other in blank dismay, and Yi Yisi had to set the tone of the matter like this.Otherwise, the legion may be disbanded from now on. Without the biggest bargaining chip of pure-blooded humans, they may not be able to withstand the counterattack of political enemies, let alone... to kill gods.

The general cannot give his subordinates a chance to think. He must focus on setting the tone himself, assign heavy tasks, and let his subordinates gradually regard it as a fact in their work.

Dozens of orders were quickly issued, and the hesitant legion finally began to operate again, although it was still staggering; it seemed that the engine that had begun to rust was finally turned on, and the rust would eventually be polished away in uninterrupted operation.

These orders were not well thought out by the generals, and conflicts were inevitable between them.

But it doesn't matter, it's still the system of hinting and guessing, and the conflict will always be resolved in a way that Yi Yisi never thought of, even if things will end up being very different from his original order.

Just get the Legion moving.

A few more orders were issued, and several people took the orders and left.

Yi Yisi looked around, and those who remained on the scene were those diehards who were hard to deceive.

The general did not doubt their loyalty, but he also knew that this kind of loyalty would only be dedicated to the pure-blooded emperor, and he would be hard to usurp after all.

For example, the tauren who cut off his own horns and killed all his body hair to stand up straight.

Yi Yisi looked at the Broken Horn Tauren and knew that he worshiped pure blood no less than himself, but he did not have such a deep-rooted inferiority complex as himself; he was originally trained as his successor.

Do you want to give up on him?
The general thought it over, but he didn't speak a few times; the eyes of the horn-broken tauren were clear, and the suspicion and stubbornness in them were as unshakable as a mountain.

In the silent confrontation, Yi Yisi was defeated.

But did not expect.

A subordinate who took the order just now returned with several technicians. The technician was out of breath and immediately reported:
"General, the whereabouts of the commander-in-chief have been found out. The channel he is heading to leads to Yayang Si, which is a springboard to enter the battlefield that belongs only to us!"

Yayang four?
As long as you are a member of the Legion, you must be familiar with this place name.

The predecessors of the legion are still engaged in an unending war with the warriors of Liaoyuan in that star field where even the laws of physics have been messed up.

However, the Imperial Alliance completely forgot them, because of some boring political considerations, they chose to forget the war tacitly with Liaoyuan.

Only the Legion regards it as the starting point of its own glory, and it is also the foundation for the General to almost incite the entire Legion to support the new emperor.

All the official documents were buried in the snow, so that the former reserve army did not even know that there was a channel leading to Yayang Si on Tranquil Star. It was not until today when the entrance opened by Zuo Wu was analyzed that this dusty past was discovered.

Hey.

Yi Yisi sneered in his heart, what a coincidence, isn't it?For the first time, he felt that this might be the fate played by the gods.

But as a general, he could only put on an expression of sudden realization, forcefully overcome his fatigue, and stood up "excitedly":
"I knew it! Mr. Zuo is indeed our commander-in-chief! The first thing he did after he was awarded the honor was to go to the battlefield that symbolizes our glory and witness our glory!"

"At the same time, it is also to try our best to collect the remains and creations of our ancestors who died in battle, so that the heroes can go home, so that Dilian can no longer pretend to forget the glory we have inherited from our ancestors!"

The general turned around and strode towards the Broken Horn Tauren: "Sang Deya! He listened to the story you told the commander-in-chief when he first met us! He listened to it once! He has always recognized our Glory, the starting point is your story!"

"Even the ancestors who passed away will remember your credit!"

It turned out to be like this, the chief left to witness the battlefield and collect the corpses of his predecessors; such a noble gift is something that the current Emperor Alliance can never bestow on the legion.

But the broken-horned tauren named Sang Deya was stunned, squeezed his hands on his chest badge again and again, his face flushed, as if the dead ancestors were resurrected in his heart, and they all cast doubts on themselves. indifferent accusation.

But he still had a bit of reason left, and he stammered: "But why, the commander didn't say a word when he left... and didn't take us with him, even if he wanted to leave a battleship, it should have more loads than the scientific research ship..."

Sandya was speechless, the general looked at him with eyes full of hatred; he was not afraid of accusations and punishments, but he was afraid of such eyes full of disappointment.

The general sighed, and finally patted Sand Ya on the shoulder: "If I told you now that I want to drive a lone boat alone to raid the sweat camp of Liaoyuan, what would you do?"

"No, it's too dangerous, you can't do it alone, at least you have to bring me..."

The general suddenly stretched out his hands, grabbed the residual horn on Sander's head to stop him from continuing: "You bastard, you also know that I will be in danger, why not the commander-in-chief?"

"As a subordinate, when the boss wants to be implicated, we should of course warn him first! The general left without saying a word, which shows that he has made up his mind!"

"Furthermore, apart from the commander in chief and his 'Land of Prosperity', who can navigate that treacherous star field freely? Guaranteed not to put yourself in it?!"

"How many times have I taught you to absolutely trust pure-blooded humans! Have you listened to it?"

Shame finally broke Sand Cliff's last psychological defense, he lowered his head, remorse filled his appearance.

Yi Yisi took a step back and secretly breathed a sigh of relief; looking around, the other diehards also had the same expression.

General Yi Yisi nodded secretly, and suddenly whispered to everyone to move closer:

"Everyone is my confidant, and the commander ordered me a task, saying that only those I trust the most can know."

Sand Cliff's eyes lit up, he wiped his nose, and listened attentively.

The general raised his eyes, and cursed the crystal-clear god's ruling countless times in his heart: "The commander-in-chief asked us to investigate various historical sites, and to investigate a thing called the 'Woven of Life'. Do you have any clues?"

Nobody asked why, the fact that pure-blooded humans are absolutely right has just been reaffirmed.

But everyone couldn't find a name, after all, it was a name that had been lost for too long.

It was Sand Cliff who was the first to raise his hand: "Technology hunters have done a lot of research on various ancient sites. When we obtained the 'Tailor's Golden Scissors', we had some friendship with them."

Bad friendship, for those crazy people who only think they are separated from all kinds of lost technologies and reproductive isolation, getting the tailor's golden scissors for the legion is tantamount to the hatred of taking their wives.

Bad friendship is also friendship.

The general nodded: "Okay, technology hunters need to contact us, and we must not forget to recruit experts. Put aside the tasks in hand for now, and give priority to finding clues to this name... Remember, you are my confidantes."

It means that it is a task assigned by the commander-in-chief himself, so don't let outsiders know about it.

The crowd took their orders away.

The general was finally able to be alone, fell to the ground, and sighed heavily.

Some entertainment works always say that human beings are cunning, and I used to scoff at it, but now it seems that, at least for people who have inherited their blood, what they said is true.

Mr. Zuo, you are still our commander-in-chief, just like a pure-blooded human protects the Imperial Alliance. I wonder if your luck can be shared with me?
Even if the source of your luck is the fabric of life.

what.

Do you think you have finally taken the first step in killing God?
(End of this chapter)