It will also arouse the tension of the nobles, thinking that they have rebelled or been imprisoned.

In short, as Joseph V began to frame Murphy for assassination, the chivalry and reputation that the upper class of the Galactic Empire had always believed in disappeared.

"Marshal, give us an accurate statement. What are you going to do? Let me put it more directly. Where are you standing?"

The last trace of warmth was torn away, revealing the most straightforward and cruel side inside.

The nobles asked the Marshal to stand in line.

This is equivalent to the majesty of the Marshal of the Empire disappearing at this time. You must know that this is the most powerful man in the Galactic Empire other than the emperor.

Commanding the nine space fleets, no one dared to offend in the slightest.

Even the guarding duke would not dare to offend like this.

But now, no one cares.

Fu Xing leaned on the chair, pinched the center of his eyebrows with his slender fingers, his handsome face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and his eyes were terribly indifferent.

He was completely disappointed in the old marshal.

The bane of the Galactic Empire began with the palace coup ten years ago. There was a chance to make up for the rift, but the old marshal...

Can you blame the old marshal?

It seems that you can't either!

In the 2,000-year history of the Galactic Empire, every marshal came from the seven guardian families.

This has this term, no.

He was elected by a compromise between Joseph V and the nobles during the political struggle.

However, the old marshal still made outstanding contributions and dedicated himself to the empire. No one would disrespect such a hero.

But his origin is doomed, and his position will not be consistent with the seven guardian dukes.

When it comes to palace coups and political games, the shortcomings of his background are exposed, and this is not his fault.

It's someone else's fault.

But it was such a person who was respected by everyone and dedicated everything to the empire, but became one of the executioners of the division within the empire.

How sad.

Fuxing closed his eyes in pain.

"You just have to tell us where to stand."

"I……"

The old marshal's eyes were full of pain and embarrassment.

The others also understood and stood up one after another.

Fu Xing fastened the top two buttons of his military uniform, and immediately saluted the old marshal, "You still haven't really understood the power in your hands and the importance of sitting in this position."

"You have smashed the honor that belongs to the Marshal of the Galactic Empire to nothing."

"Under normal circumstances, if I say something that forces you to stand in line, you should kill me immediately."

"Farewell."

Several people bowed again, and then filed away.

The adjutant who was guarding outside saw that they had come out so quickly, and couldn't help showing a look of anxiety, it's not time! Are we out so soon? The tasks assigned by His Majesty will fail as soon as they show up.

The adjutant had no choice but to bite the bullet and issued an order.

But as soon as he raised his hand, he found that he couldn't move. The command that had been edited in advance and issued in the name of the Marshal of the Empire could not be issued anyway.

There was a cold light in Fu Xing's eyes, and he pointed at the adjutant, "You want to betray the marshal?"

The adjutant could not speak, and could only deny it with his eyes.

"Then what do you want to do?"

The adjutant's face instantly turned pale and white.

His current behavior is a direct violation of military law, and it is the most serious betrayal, and he will be court-martialed.

"Oh!" Xia Zeming couldn't help shaking his head, completely giving up.

"never mind!"

"let's go!"

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