Raindrops fell on the plains of northern Gaul, and the rain and fog were so hazy that it was almost impossible to see objects hundreds of meters ahead

The wind swept through the nearby woods, making a roaring sound, the ground was muddy, and the heavy rain for three consecutive days washed down the bridge in front, and the river level, which was only more than 30 meters in the past, quickly swelled to about 100 meters, and the mud carried by the flood rushed to the town below, like a red and yellow dragon rolling, and the 110,000 Gallic troops led by the famous Gaul general Yald were forced to block the pass area with the dense water network of the northern plains,

After ordering the troops to be stationed in place, the Gallic generals maintained an optimistic attitude towards the prospect of this counteroffensive in the north, as the Gallic generals maintained an optimistic and positive attitude towards the prospect of this counteroffensive in the north, given the abundance of troops, familiarity with the terrain, and high morale.

"The Slavs are already a candle in the wind, and it only takes one attack to completely eliminate hidden dangers!"

Among the many generals, the most eye-catching, of course, is the recent limelight faintly overshadowed Hasenlimpo, became the first general in Gaul, Figueros, because of the successive battles, he has been promoted from a squadron leader to more than 100,000 troops of the forward general, the 20,000 Gallic troops gathered under his command, is the strongest force in the entire legion, since the defeat of the 100,000 Slavic army in the south by Allak in the first battle, the name Figueros has spread throughout the battlefield like a wing, reversing the situation of the Anrak war, breaking through the Slavic army blockade, marching at great speed, and counting cities in one day, so that the name has too many meanings。

"Figueros, is there anything else you can do!"

After the meeting ended, Figueros unexpectedly did not leave,

Yard raised his hand to him, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, but he said with a bright smile. Figueros, who commanded the forward troops, defeated the Slavs' blockades, and opened the way for the rear army, had become the morale of the whole army. The soldiers were full of excitement about this undefeated general who emerged in danger, "Figueros is the first general of the empire, Figueros has made great achievements" Recently in the army headquarters of Yard, this kind of whispering continues, in addition to appreciation, it also contains jealousy and defensiveness, in fact, one of the important reasons why Yard was able to crush the Slavs' defense line with all his strength. Thanks to Figueros pinning down the Slavs' forces from the flanks, this is obvious to all,

"Tired, aren't you? Come on, sit down first, do you want to drink fruit wine or spirits?" Jarde shook his head kindly, picked up the wine on the table, and said to his confidant, "However, you can't ask too much when you're on the front line, and you can only enjoy it after you go back!" Figueros didn't ask for anything else, just wanted to ask. Is the rumor true?' Figueros asked with a solemn expression, eager to determine the truth of something.

"What's the matter?" said Alder, frowning slightly, he almost knew what Figueros would ask, the matter had been rumored in the Gallic Kyoto. But Yard thinks that is something that needs to be considered by the Kyoto side, as an imperial soldier, the first thing to do is to defeat the enemy,

"I heard that there are people in Kyoto who use important chips in the Julils family. The incident of the unauthorized exchange of captured imperial ministers. Figueros gritted his teeth and asked boldly

“...... What's wrong with this?"

A gloomy look flashed across Yard's face, deliberately unconcerned. Figueros saw it, and already knew the answer in his heart, but he still asked unwillingly, "Some people say that this is approved by His Majesty the Emperor, although I don't know the specific details of this exchange, but it is always unreasonable to exchange such an important chip for a person." ”

"That's the affairs officer of His Majesty the Emperor!

"So it's true!" said Figueros, sitting down, his hands under his knees, and his face darkened as he listened.

This incident was a major event with important influence for the entire Gallic military community, and it has become an indisputable fact that His Majesty the Emperor favored the Algernon family, but the Algernon family was defeated again and again by the Falcon Empire in the northwest in foreign wars, losing hundreds of thousands of imperial troops ( Rasti War, although led by Hasenrampo, but the responsibility after the war was still said by the Kyoto side to be the overseer of the army Algernon Julia supervised the war, and interfered in the command without authorization) In the imperial military circles, the Algernon family has been regarded as the poison of the empire,

And the one who focuses the most and attracts everyone's hateful eyes is naturally the incomparably beautiful Emperor Affairs Officer Algernon Julia, in fact, some people have already begun to describe this woman with the flood of the country!

“...... Yes!" Yard hesitated, and although he felt very unhappy in his heart, he nodded slightly, he saw that Figueros's face was quite stern, even stern, it seemed that it was not just a casual question, and that tone had gone beyond the respect that a subordinate should have for his superior

After hearing Jarde's answer, Figueros looked pained, exhaled a long breath full of resentment, and said with a sneer: "I am really naïve, and I think that if I fight wholeheartedly for the Empire, the Empire will also pay some compensation for me, and my lord has made a promise, but now, I find that I am wrong, it turns out that in front of a truly powerful opponent, Lord Jarde will also choose to be silent! The Julils family, whose hands were stained with Norman blood, was quietly let go, which really made it difficult for his subordinates to hold themselves!" Figueros had a sad face, and there was a slight anger and pleading in his voice!

"You're getting more and more presumptuous, Figueros!"

Alder drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and glared at Figueros below with great displeasure, he knew very well that this Norman was dissatisfied with the Julils family, which was ruling in the northwest at the time, and watched millions of Normans being slaughtered, and in his heart, he may not have the hope of recovering the country with the help of the power of the Gallic Empire, but the strong rise of the Falcon Empire made the whole hope more and more dim, in order to stimulate the enthusiasm of this confidant general, he had privately promised that if Figueros was good enough, His Majesty the Emperor might hand over the prisoner-like Julils family to him,

But now, now that even the Julils family, the object of hatred, is out of control, it is no wonder that Figueros is filled with boundless resentment at the Emperor's decision

"Don't forget, this is the decision of His Majesty the Emperor!"

Yalde's face was a little red after drinking, and he had to admit that he had broken his promise! He glared viciously at Figueros below, his gaze like a child in defiance

"As a general of Gaul, your doubts go beyond the bottom line! Do you want to put your personal vendetta above the interests of the Empire!"

Jardet's fingers clenched the wine glass, making a creaking and rubbing sound, and the iron blue face and fiery gaze also deeply stung Figueros, Figueros's eyes dimmed for a moment, making the two of them realize the invisible but precious grace of each other's acquaintance at the same time. The crack has been quietly opened!"Don't dare, I'm your loyal subordinate! I'm also the Emperor's Majesty's" Figueros lowered his head, his eyes completely bloodshot

"Now that you know this, that's enough!" said Alder, who waved his hand at Figueros with a relaxed face, "Go down." Before you receive a new sortie order, you can rest well!"

After a silent salute, Figueros withdrew from the Jarde's tent

Jarde watched Figueros disappear behind the tent with a dead gray face, and drank the wine again with a sullen expression. The anger on his face had long since disappeared, and there was only a wry smile hidden at the corner of his mouth: "Why did it evolve to this point, what a terrible turmoil will be brought about by His Majesty's insistence!"

The battle for the northward march that had just made a little progress. A little dazed in his disdain, he seemed to see his young self awkwardly receiving the Praetorian Guard's sword from his father, who was a Praetorian Guard general, at the graduation ceremony

"Remember. From the time you go out, you will bear the eyes of the predecessors of the Praetorian Guard who have been glorious for 300 years."

Yard, a fifteen-year-old Praetorian Guard cadet at the time, had dashing chestnut hair. I don't know how proud and proud I am! I was so young, I almost never couldn't sleep at night, but in the middle of the night, lying in bed tossing and turning, I couldn't close my eyes, and in my boyhood Yalde had soft chestnut hair, and his complexion was fair, and he looked like an angelic boy with wings, and his demeanor was calm and capable, and he was arrogant and belligerent by nature, and he was very different from his appearance, so in the eyes of everyone, he was just a stern teenager.

Yan sù does not mean sluggish, in the aristocratic college of Jarde,

There is a boy who is a year older than Alder, and his physique and wrist strength are also outstanding, and he is faintly the little bully in the school. One-on-one to win him in a heads-up against him is almost impossible in school, and one day, the boy wants to take advantage of the teacher's inattention and punish Yard, who always ignores him, and he wants to make this handsome and beautiful chestnut-haired boy submit to his feet! Fortunately, the teacher hurried to him after receiving the notification from the other students, and pulled him away.

Unscathed, as if nothing had happened, Jarde stood by and slowly straightened his clothes as if nothing had happened, only when the teacher pointed out the blood stains on his face and body, that Jarder lost his breath like a deflated ball. Mother would not scold herself, but the sad and gentle look in her eyes frightened her more than her father's cold gaze, and Jarde decided to jump into the fountain in the park with her clothes on and wash the blood off her clothes. Falling into a fountain is much better than fighting someone!

In hindsight, Yard felt that he was simply stupid, and that there was no need for him to get soaked, for the Marquis, who knew what had happened the whole thing, did not burst into a rage as expected, but looked at him with a shining gaze, and while Alder felt a furry in his heart, he threw him a towel, and then called for the maid to bring him two large glasses of hot wine, and then, despite his mother's dazzling gaze, he pushed one of the cups of hot wine in front of the trembling Yard, and said coldly" I am glad that it was you who knocked the other man down, not that you were beaten down!" It was quite a pleasant experience, and then it was the end of the good old days when Yard entered the Gallic Kyoto Junior Military School.

With a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, Yalde put down his hand and picked up the order he had just received from Kyoto, his eyes condensed from the sloppy ten days later, His Majesty the Emperor personally presided over the pre-imperial military meeting. Discuss the strategic deployment of the empire's strategy to the north and make every effort to march into the northern region.

This should have been a very exciting thing, but looking at the list of participants attached to Wen Jiàn, Yard's drunken face became a little gloomy, and in the position of presiding over the meeting, he saw the name of the emperor's affairs officer, Algernon Julia, and on the list of officers present, he saw the words Algernon Katya, the deputy commander of the Northern Advance Legion!

At the same time, in the Gallic Ministry of Intelligence, there was an equally tense atmosphere. The rush of Imperial intelligence officers all glanced at an office in a remote corner of the first floor with strange expressions

It was the office of the Emperor's special intelligence officer, Philip, and the Minister of Intelligence, Marquis Harun, received the report of Philip's return at the first time, thinking of a serious incident that had just broken out in the southwest, the Minister of Intelligence chose to escape from illness without discipline, so that he forgot those who were still imprisoned in Philep, "Come, who can tell me, where is my adjutant?"

Philep, who rushed back from out of town in the dust, took off his cloak. I wanted to hand it to the adjutant, but I found that there was not even a ghost, and the dark office had been closed with a black curtain, and there was hardly much light coming in. Because of the rain, there was a dark and damp musty smell in the room, "Ahem, what's going on"

Philip covered his nose with his hand irritated by the smell and coughed lightly in displeasure. Walking to the window, the curtain of the window was pulled, and the light illuminated the room. There are messy piles of texts piled up on the table, and you can even see the cobwebs coiled on the texts, the drawers have traces of being pried open, and there are scattered items that have fallen on the ground, which is messy like someone has been turned upside down, "Bastard!" Seeing this scene, Philip immediately reacted to what had happened to him, he was stolen? Impossible, the thief who had not yet dared to steal from the Ministry of Intelligence, then there was only one explanation, and it was the Minister of Intelligence, Marquis Harun himself, who made this qiē!

Sitting on the bench in his office, his eyes were angry, and his gloomy face flashed with anger like a thunderous explosion,

Ten days ago, he was ordered to exchange hostages, although Algernon Giulia now has a bad reputation, but for him Philip, he is a person who really has the grace of knowing, escorted all the way, and encountered several unidentified attacks on the way, finally took Algernon Giulia back to Gallic Kyoto, in order to avoid becoming the target of criticism from all sides, Algernon Julia wisely chose not to enter Kyoto before the Imperial Council was held. "Please...... Is it Lord Philip?" A timid voice came from the door, "I'm Philip, are you ......?" Philep stood up, looked at the door, and found that it was a very young intelligence officer, and the two blue horizontal bars on the cuffs of his clothes indicated that this was a cadet who had not yet graduated from the Imperial Military Academy, and his slightly shabby face and clothes showed that the cadet's family was not wealthy, and the cadet was holding a copy of the intelligence document of Ganzoba in his hand, and he looked a little nervous

"My name is Si Danu, a cadet of the fifty-fourth class of the Imperial Military University, an intern who was assigned to your office three days ago!" the young cadet stood up nervously and said intermittently, "Adjutant Lord Moro and the others have been detained and examined by the ministry, so I can only dare to deal with this information without authorization in violation of the rules of the intelligence officer."

"Censorship! What do they want to do!" A trace of anger flashed on Philep's face, and his eyes looked at the copy of the hair in Stanu's hand, and Stanu quickly handed over the Chinese jiàn in his hand, and said cautiously "This is it"

took a look at it, Philep's face suddenly turned gray, and his body even shook, startling the intern next to him, Stano, who hurriedly reached out to support him,

Philip stood up with a blue face, but he didn't expect that the first report he received when he returned to Kyoto was the news that the southwest branch he relied on the most was uprooted by the Falcon Empire, which was like a bolt from the blue.

Li Yuehua, as the person in charge, was killed on the street by the Falcon Empire army during the pursuit, and together with more than 60 people involved in the intelligence department of the entire southwest region, none of them escaped the net, which can be said to be a complete loss.

And the culprit of this qiē turned out to be the Gallic Intelligence Department, which concealed its collusion with the Central Beans and adjusted the person in charge of the southwest region without authorization, which aroused the suspicion of the most terrible supervision department of the Falcon Empire, and then cracked this huge intelligence network that had been dormant for three months and cost 2 million gold coins of the Gallic Empire in one fell swoop.

Thinking of the Imperial Council on the northward strategy in ten days, Philip's biggest idea was to beat the Marquis of Harun, the Minister of Intelligence, into a pig's head.

The source of intelligence in the southwest region has been cut off, how can the battle of the northward advance be fought?

Finding out that there is a Gallic eyeliner in the southwest, the Falcon Empire will inevitably make adjustments, and the Slavs are not fools, they will begin to guard against the caravans on the Gallic side,

"Where is that stupid man?"

He unceremoniously scolded, angrily broke into the office of the Minister of Intelligence, Harlan, and received a reply from the minister's aide-de-camp, "Your Excellency the Minister is unwell, please come back another day!" (to be continued......