. "Get out! We don't welcome beggars here!"

"Daxian is not even a warehouse keeper, so he is so embarrassed to speak to us?"

"20 million pounds of food! You are the food elsewhere

"His Excellency Ilminster, it is impossible for us to starve the people of our constituents to die for the survival of the residents of Shadow Valley. I am not able to agree to such a ridiculous request."

"You actually want to attack us humble mortals? Dear Daxian, why didn't you kneel down to your goddess wife and beg her to help you clean up the mess?"

...

After hearing the Lions of Ilminster spoke, the MPs were furious one by one, and they all vented their anger in a rough or restrained tone. At the same time, they took out various "bombs" prepared in advance from under the seat and threw them onto the rostrum.

In this case, rotten tomatoes and rotten eggs should be used to treat Daxian, but now the country is in a famine, and using rotten food will undoubtedly give the public a bad impression of luxury and waste. So the members of Congress are very aware of the matter and replaced the "cannonballs" with dirty rags, smelly socks and waste paper balls. The actual effect is often better than the traditional rotten tomatoes and rotten eggs. Some members of Congress have carefully folded the waste paper into paper planes. The rough look is somewhat similar to the scene where Feili Taylor burned Sofia Leadon.

Ilminster frowned and recited a few spells. A magic shield, waste paper, socks and rags appeared in front of him and all hit him and stopped him, then slid down to the ground weakly.

"Silent, quiet!" Gamelli snatched up and knocked on the podium hard on the hammer that represented his identity and could make a huge sound through magic. "In fact, both His Excellency Ilminster and everyone here know how much food is in the country has reached. And the evil harpist alliance is still desperately destroying our warehouses and cultivated land, trying to starve us to death so that the world can become a primeval forest again!"

Gan Melier cleared his throat and continued. "We have made great sacrifices, fought against the natural disasters, the elves and terrorists for a whole year, and won one victory after another, but our people are still starving, and the situation in the country is getting worse." He stretched his hand to Ilminster, "It is our disunity that provides the harpist alliance with the soil to take root. Some people accused Ilminster of asking too much, but please reflect on who was the malfeasance that led to such a serious destruction?"

Everyone in the hall unanimously turned their attention to the elves from the Cormanso Forest. However, the elves snorted coldly, without any guilt, but instead looked at Ilminster and Ganmerel with hatred, as if the person who was about to starve to death was not the humans in the Shadow Valley, but the elves of Cormanso.

"I don't want to blame anything here. I don't want to charge anyone." Gan Melier spread his hands. He knew that as long as the other party did not have obvious rebellion, he could not impose any sanctions on the Dominion of Cormanso for the time being. "The problem of system and concepts cannot be changed overnight. Even if the gods come, it is impossible to do so. Similarly, we are absolutely unable to allocate 20 million pounds of food from the empty warehouse.] The official smiled bitterly, "The number of refugees that have exceeded three million is also enough to destroy this country, and there are more famines that are not within the statistical scope. Therefore," he paused and announced loudly, "I decided to open the central strategic emergency reserve warehouse immediately. I would like to release sufficient relief to all refugees and famines across the country, and at the same time open the supply of affordable food to urban residents!"

This decision caused an uproar in the venue. The central strategic emergency reserve warehouse was the last material inventory of the Naserel Empire, or life-saving food. Using it means that the country is in a state of embarrassment to remove the door panel and chop firewood. Of course, the current situation is indeed extremely critical, and it is necessary to use the central strategic emergency reserve warehouse, but it is necessary to open supply...

"What after eating?" A member of the Central District directly under the Central Government stood up and shouted: "Everyone knows that the food is enough for the whole country to eat at most for three months! But now it is nearly half a year before the harvest season at the end of summer!"

"Even if we save, we cannot last for half a year unless we hope that the country will be destroyed in the midst of a hungry riot!" Gan Melier replied with a word, "Instead of waiting for death, it is better to fight to the death! If the dominions really have no food, the special tax on the second round of war can be paid in cash, and the amount can also be negotiated, but we must obtain a minimum amount of military funds, which is to safeguard the basic survival rights of the people!"

He took out another document from his pocket and held it in his hand and shook it. "Just when the states and dominions of the Feren continent were on the verge of collapse due to famine, the Thirteen State of New Naseriel on the other side of the ocean had a serious food surplus!" He raised the pages in his hand, "According to the report of Ms. Zena, Chairman of the Joint Conference of the New Naseriel War Zone, the local area received a rare and superb harvest last year. The strategic materials such as grain, cotton cloth, pig iron, copper ore, and mitril were all severely oversupply; various foods were heavily accumulated in warehouses and stores; the best wheat, corn and rice even rotted in piles in piles in warehouses! How ironic it is compared to the tragic situation here!"

"No matter how much food there is in Xin Naseriel, it may not mean anything to us! Dear Consul." Councillor Shalik stood up again, "The fleet on Yongju Island cut off all maritime routes, except Shi

The ultra-long-range magic communication of the spirit, we and Xin Naseriel are in a separate world. Or," he glanced at the naval representative sitting in the auditorium. "The Imperial Navy has successfully broken the blockade of the Elf Kingdom? That's a gratifying thing, but why didn't I hear any news?"

"The outer sea fleet is still resting and rebuilding in Deepwater City and Wu Winter City, and has not yet fully recovered from last year's defeat." Gan Melier waved his hand and denied the speculation of Sallik, "but," he changed his words, "You are not completely wrong. Our army is indeed planning to launch a large-scale offensive operation to open up the lifeline to the new Naserel!"

***

"Although the sea is vast, due to the influence of monsoon and currents, there are only two channels suitable for merchant ships from the empire to the New World." Ganmeller set up a large map on the rostrum and pointed at it with a small stick. He introduced the reasons and steps of the large-scale dispatch to the parliamentarians. "One is to go out from the southernmost point of the north, or from the Amman Mansion Ascatra to the sea, across the sword sea,

Later, we passed Yueying Island and entered the ocean, and directly reached the southern route of the ports in the central part of New Neseril. This route is accessible all year round and is the main transportation line between the empire and the New World. However, "he paused." The Elf Fleet has occupied several fortresses in the southern part of Yueying Island since last year, blocking the safe route to the ocean. Our fleet is far less powerful than the Elf Kingdom. At present, there is no hope to completely recover Yueying Island and open up the southern route."

He took the stick north on the map, "The other route is to exit from the Winter City or Deep Water City, which is closer to the polar region. He heads west along the edge of the polar ice sheet to reach the northern port of New Neseril. Due to the winter freezing, this route can only be sailed for five to six months a year, and the ports in the north are not as prosperous as in the south. Therefore, the ship flow is relatively small, but after all, it is also used for many years, and there is no big problem in safety. Moreover, on the Feiren continent, the port bases of the Elf Kingdom are too south to pose a threat to the northern route. Therefore, the problem that causes the interruption of this route is in the New World."

Ganmelier pointed at the northern end of the New Neseril Colony, "It is here that the Arctic Port established by the Elf Kingdom in the north of our thirteen states. I have to say that they chose to build a city location very well. The current from north to south is exactly the closest to the shore, and even if we set up light artillery on the beach, we can get a range. Therefore, our merchant ships cannot pass there at all, and the northern route is therefore impossible."

He thought for a while and added, "According to the information sent by Xin Naserel, the Seventh Fleet stationed there has tried several times to escort merchant ships to break through the blockade, but the Seventh Fleet has been defeated many times before, and the number of warships is only half of the fleet stationed in the Arctic Port, so it has been unsuccessful. By next month, the waters around Arctic Port will thaw and enter the navigation season. If we take the opportunity to send a large fleet from the local area, we still have a great hope of annihilation of the enemy fleet and thus open up this lifeline that can save the empire."

"So how many warships are there in the Elf Army in the Arctic Port?" Sallik thought about Ganmelier's words, but there was no clear explanation in the existing place. He was the MP of the Am Autonomous Dominion in the Empire, and had a very wide influence. In a sense, he could be said to be the representative of the "foreign vassals" forces. Therefore, Ganmelik attached great importance to his opinions and asked him to come to the stage to discuss with him carefully.

"The number of warships in Arctic Port is not very clear at present. According to the information sent by Xin Naserel, there should be forty to fifty ships, most of which are light cruisers, and it seems that there is only one large battleship." Gan Mellier took out the official documents from the New World to show Shalik, "Arctic Port will not be thawed next month, so it is impossible for new reinforcements to come in at the moment."

"This kind of strength seems not too difficult to deal with." Shalik calculated for a moment, then raised his head and said, "But what if they were indented into the fortress? According to your description, due to the influence of the current, even the elf's fortress cannons can easily block the route. Although I don't know much about military affairs, it is still clear how difficult it is to attack the fortress with a fleet. Not to mention whether it can be fought or not, even if the siege is delayed for a long time, the local side cannot bear it. The food stored in the central strategic emergency reserve warehouse is only enough for three months! After time, it may cause riots. Withdrawal time, the expeditionary force will only have one month to conquer or destroy the Arctic Port at most. Is the navy confident of completing it on time? Lord Consul?"

"I dare not guarantee this." Ganmeir shrugged, "But we have to try it, and the side of Xinnaseriel has already taken action. Chairman Zena reorganized the Giant Bear Legion this winter. Two temporary corpses of 5,000 people, plus the thousands of militias in the front line, which can probably gather 13,000 troops. She originally planned to send the Giant Bear Legion to confront the 4,000 elves in the Arctic Port and leave the Ractic Legion to guard the house. After I learned about it, I ordered her to attack the entire army to cooperate with the fleet to attack the fortress. With so many ground troops in cooperation, it should be much easier to attack the Arctic Port."

"The Giant Bear Legion? It's the one who killed the 'Ghost Rose':|: Miscellaneous Army? It sounds like it's still a bit combat-effective." Shalik touched his chin and said, "But since you've already arranged it, why bother to vote in Congress? Just send troops directly."

"It is precisely because I need your help. To be precise, it is the help of Ammen Autonomous Territory that I came here to vote at the risk of intelligence leakage."

Shalik narrowed his eyes and said, "Tell me," he pursed his lips, "What's the point of us?"

"I need to call all Am's local fleet!" Ganmeir, like his teacher, opened his mouth and said a lion. "The Empire's Offshore Fleet currently has only 200 warships, less than half of the pre-war area. It also has to compete with the Elf Fleet for Yueshadow Island. Although the fleet deployed in the inland sea has not suffered much loss, we cannot drag ships over hundreds of miles of land to the outside sea. In this way, it will be difficult to allocate the ships of the Expeditionary Fleet. I can only let the Am' local fleet of 120 warships act as the main force of the expedition."

Before Am joined the empire, he was a famous maritime trading power. His capital Ascatra Port was known as the capital of silver coins. It is known as a thousand sails covering the sea. His navy's strength is naturally not weak. Although in recent years, Am's economic strength has greatly shrunk due to the destruction of overseas merchant stations by elves, most of the fleet built during his heyday remained. He was responsible for the defense of the coastal areas of Am. Since the number of warships in the Central Navy of the Empire was so embarrassing that it was not enough to use, Ganmerier naturally took his mind to the old but still huge fleet of Am Dominion.

"Transfer the entire Am fleet to the expedition of the New World?" Shalik looked at Ganmelier suspiciously, "Who will maintain the security of Am coast, especially the Port of Ascatra? Moreover, our fleet is used to expel pirates. Even the regular naval battles are a bit difficult, and there are no mortars to attack the fortress. Even the number of mages stationed in the ship is pitifully small, and it is not enough to destroy the magic defense of ordinary fortresses."

"The port of Ascatra is enough to resist the elves with the turrets on land, not to mention the outer sea fleet of Yueshadow Island restrains the enemy's main force. I will send the mortar cannons and necessary equipment, as for the lack of magistrates in the ship." He turned around and signaled his teacher with his eyes. Ilminster immediately stood up.

"This action to open up the lifeline is related to the life and death of 100 million people in the empire, and also to the survival of the empire. As the chosen person of the magic goddess, I have no choice. Therefore, if the Dominion of Ammu can lend the fleet, I am willing to fight with the army, and I do not have to bear the government's expenses, so I will recruit a group of mages to the ship by myself. I think with my reputation, there will always be some mages who are willing to follow."

"His Excellency Ilminster is indeed devoted to serving the country and is indeed a role model for us." Shalik casually spoke, but seemed to be hesitant. Am is not a strong country of military force. This somewhat outdated fleet is the only force to take advantage of. If he fails, he doesn't dare to think about it anymore, "But, Am's actual situation..."

"Mr. Shalik, what's the point of letting Am' fleet lie in the port all day long and wait for rotting?" Ganmelil patted Shalik's shoulder and interrupted his thoughts. "As far as I know, there are probably more than 500,000 refugees gathered in Am. The trade market in Ascatra has been covered with thatched due to the sea blockade. If it continues to be delayed, I can't see a second possibility besides the riot. Once the route to the new Naserel is opened, although I dare not say that it can restore Ascatra to the grand occasion of the former silver coin capital, it is better than the current situation of completely interrupting trade."

He leaned closer to Shalik's ear and threatened in a tough tone, "What's more, the life and death of the 100 million people in the empire are all about the decision of the Dominant of Am. If you insist on not sending out the fleet, then I have to take this issue to the Congress for public votes to see if everyone is willing to starve themselves to death in order to preserve Am. "

"You..." Shalik knew very well that he would not be voting. Once this proposal was made public, he and Dominion of Ammun would become the imperial sinners whom he was criticized by thousands of people. At that time, he would definitely be disqualified from the representatives of the Ammun Council and even sent to court for trial. He struggled a little, but finally decided to take the initiative to bow to the CEO, "Okay, I will convince other representatives of Dominion of Ammun to lend a fleet and lobby the Ammun Council to agree to this request."

He took a deep breath, then turned toward Ilminster, leaned forward slightly, and held his hand very sincerely, "Next, Am's ten thousand soldiers, please ask you, I hope you will bring them back as much as possible."

Ilminster nodded slightly, while Gan Melier smiled and patted his shoulder again, "Thank you very much for your wise decision. However, I hope the next proposal will be supported by you."

Before Shalik could react, the CEO turned around and walked onto the podium, whispering loudly to the audience with a magical amplification, stabbing the eardrums of the members of the MPs.

"Just just now, the MP Shalik has agreed to put all the Am Fleet into this battle. On behalf of the Imperial Government, I would like to express my gratitude to the Dominion of Am. Now I announce that we will vote on the bill to collect the second round of special taxes for the second round of war to open up the new Naserel route! Please start voting in five minutes... Sylik, I am looking forward to your persuasion work, otherwise the insufficient military expenditure will be borne by the Am Parliament itself."

The face of the MP Shalik was blue and white, and after a long while, a sentence burst out from his teeth, "Gamelier... You are so evil that you are like a nine-headed dragon!"

"Thank you for your compliment." Gan Mellier still maintained his usual smile, "But I have to remind you that you only have four minutes left to do the persuasion work. Come on, I have always been very optimistic about your eloquence."
Chapter completed!