"Viscount, you can go back!"

Within ten minutes of the meeting, the crown prince issued an eviction order. To be honest, the crown prince gave Sean a good first impression, thinking that the crown prince was not as cold as rumored.

But this sentence brings Sean back to reality.

"Viscount, are you still in business?" the crown prince asked.

"Your Highness, if possible, I would like the Genoese Civil Protection to be in charge of the defense of the north-western corner of the city of Daguerre. Sean said.

The crown prince glanced at General Schmidt. General Schmidt said:

"The 1st Division of Unity fought in the previous stage, although the losses were not small, but we still have the 2nd and 3rd Divisions of Unity, and these 2 integrated divisions are now in high morale. Although the rebels have fortified cities, their forces have been severely weakened......"

The commander-in-chief did not want the Genoese to share the credit, but rather that he did not trust Genoa's ability to attack fortifications. He also roughly understood Sean's careful thinking, and he didn't want to risk the lives of soldiers in exchange for military merit.

The crown prince ignored General Schmidt's words and asked Sean, "I noticed that you used the word 'defense'?"

"Your Highness!" Sean said, "Actually, my troops have no experience in attacking fortified cities, and we were able to capture Moore City mainly because of the fact that the rebels were drawn out of the city, and they fought me in the field, and there was some element of luck. The reason why I wanted to get the defense of the northwest corner of Daguerre was based on a piece of information I had obtained. ”

"What information?" asked the Crown Prince.

"Your Highness, I have obtained a piece of information, but this information is a bit unbelievable. But I feel the need to tell you and General Schmidt. Sean said at this time, "It is said that there is a mysterious armed force in the city, which may be the Blood Warrior, and their hiding and secret places may have secret passages leading to the outside of the city. Sean said.

The crown prince and General Schmidt were taken aback. General Schmidt said:

"Viscount, you're joking, aren't you? This is not the northern border, did they fly from the distant Assyrian Empire?"

"Is the information reliable?" the crown prince's expression was also incredulous.

If this is true, they mean a more complicated situation, the domestic rebels have formed an alliance with the old enemy abroad, and if you add werewolves, it is really internal and external troubles.

"This information was obtained by our army from the mouth of a wounded rebel soldier, and there were about 300 blood warriors hiding in the city, perhaps more. Unfortunately, the rebel soldier died of serious injuries and could not be verified from elsewhere. But I think it's never a bad thing to be careful. ”

Sean lied, attributing the source of the information to a dead man, and removed Percy from the matter so as not to cause unnecessary trouble, and the two bigwigs in front of him had no way to track it down anyway.

The crown prince muttered, "Where might the secret passage exit be?"

"A demolished church outside the northwest of Daguerre, and my troops will be secretly lurking around the church. Sean paused, then added, "For now, the ruins of that church are still in the hands of the rebels. ”

Schmidt suddenly pounced on the military map hanging on the side, looked at it for a long time, and couldn't help exclaiming:

"Damn, why isn't that church on the map?"

He shouted loudly like a lion roaring, and the heads of the people who shook him buzzed.

A group of staff officers immediately ran in the tent, and at last someone carefully replied:

"General, the present map has been recompiled from the 1820 map, and this is the latest we can find. The church you mentioned was probably built after 1820. ”

It is not surprising that the map of the country in peacetime is not kept up to date, and it often exists only in the minds of local bureaucrats.

Sometimes, a bridge or a section of road magically appears or disappears on paper at the request of officials, especially when it comes to the collection of taxes and public expenditures for the construction of roads and bridges.

"It's all rice buckets!"

General Schmidt angrily threw the staff officers out.

"This matter should be carefully considered, and it is better to believe it than to believe it not. The crown prince frowned and muttered, "If these 300 blood warriors or other rebels kill us from behind when the battle is at its most tense, the consequences will be unimaginable." ”

Schmidt thought about it seriously, he didn't dare to deny that there was such a possibility, but the more he thought about it, the more likely it became, and said:

"Your Highness, I am more worried that the Blood Warriors are targeting you, after all, it is not a secret that you came to the army. When we push under the walls, if you get too far forward, the consequences are dire. And you like to stand where the soldiers can see you, which is a good example for a general, but it is not a good habit for a crown prince. ”

"Thank you, Commander-in-Chief, for your advice. If this information is true, then let me be the bait. The crown prince said, "Commander-in-chief, do you think I lack the courage to face the enemy?"

"This ......" the words of the crown prince, who had inherited a tough and even somewhat stubborn character from his father, and it was difficult to retract his prejudices once he had decided on many things.

So, General Schmidt turned to Sean:

"Viscount, since you have offered to take charge of the defense of the northwest direction, you should know that you have a great responsibility. Frankly, you can't afford that!"

"What does the Viscount think, the Blood Warrior is no ordinary warrior, once they are allowed to get close, they are almost unstoppable. The crown prince also said.

"Your Highness, our army is prepared against unprepared, and I am confident that this blood warrior will be completely annihilated. "Also, you don't need to take any chances, just borrow a dress and lend me your guard of honor, flag, and guard." ”

"Good idea!" Schmidt applauded.

At the same time, this strategy also made it impossible for the crown prince to find faults:

"Well, I'll stay here honestly. Some people complain that you are slippery in war, and in my opinion, you are completely to blame. ”

Sean glanced at General Schmidt, who said solemnly: "Your Highness, this is yours, this is a strategy!"

Frank interjected at this time: "Your Highness, Viscount Connelly has fought in the Northern Frontier, and he has seen the strength of the Blood Warriors, so he will not underestimate his opponent. I have a lot of confidence in the viscount. ”

"Of course I remember, the Viscount was also the recipient of the Golden Grand Dragon Medal, which is remarkable. The crown prince decided, "Then do it, let the Genoa Civil Defence take charge of the defense of the northwest direction, what does the general think?"

General Schmidt stood up and said: "Obey your orders! Please rest assured, Your Highness, I will immediately adjust my battle plan, and for the sake of safety, I will send two additional artillery companies and one dragoon regiment under the command of Viscount Connelly." ”

"Yes!"

Looking at Sean's departing back, the crown prince suddenly asked, "Franco, is he really Genoese?"

"Of course!" said Frank, who thought it was a strange question, "oh, he is the adopted son of a clergyman of southern nobility, so he was able to inherit the title, as everyone knows. ”

Schmidt did not mince words: "Your Highness, I assure you that this is a pure-bred southerner, slippery and extremely economically-minded. When others fight, the poorer they become, the richer they become!"

"General, I think you're jealous, do you still think about the 200,000 gold Louis?"

"Your Highness, if you give me half of the money you got from the Count of René today, my jealousy will be gone. ”

......

After 17 days of fighting, the rebels' strength was shrinking, and the fortresses and fortresses formed by various villages and towns outside the city and transportation nodes were cleared one after another.

The line was located three kilometers outside the city, and it was defended by the elite forces of the rebels. They hid in trenches and fortifications, waiting for the final decisive battle.

The attacking side also felt a little exhausted, and they needed to gather strength, so the battlefield was eerily quiet for both days from January 12 to January 13.

The Genoese Civil Defence was stationed six kilometres from the city walls, and the field hospital was located in an abandoned village there.

Percy Robinson drove an ox cart to draw water from a well at the edge of the village's barn. Previously, all the wells were either filled in or poisoned by the rebels.

Filled with buckets of well water, Percy drove the ox cart into the village.

Pouring water into a shelf and putting it on a makeshift stove made of a few bricks, Percy squatted on the ground and burned firewood. He had been dismissing these jobs only a year ago, but now he was doing them as a matter of course.

He had no friends here, and he didn't need them, and his terrible appearance scared off most people.

When the water boiled, Percy carried an oversized kettle, walked into the wounded's tent, filled the casing cup at the side of the wounded's bed, took away the gauze and bandages that the wounded had changed, washed it and boiled it in boiling water, and dried it.

It was only in the evening that Posey stopped.

The snow had melted completely, and only a small patch of snow remained in some shade spots.

On the open plains, the grass is withered, the earth has been dug into hills and ravines because of the war, and the abandoned villages have become ugly scars.

As the sun set, it was as red as blood.

At this moment, Posey misses the warmth of his hometown immensely.

"Pretty beautiful, isn't it?" said Sean, who walked over and tossed Percy a cigar.

"It's beautiful, but I'm not a poet. "Posey Road.

"What are your plans for the future?" asked Sean, "I mean after your grievances are revealed." ”

"Where else can I go like this? are you recruiting?" said Percy seriously, "Shaun, if I get my revenge, I owe you a great favor, not to mention that you saved my nephew twice, and the Robinson family has nothing to reciprocate, and I don't mind listening to you from now on." That Posey Robinson is dead, and only one guy named Bill is still alive. ”

"Well, Bill, just now I received a letter from the Rose Garden. Some of the things that happened there made me a little uneasy, but also touched me. Sean said.

Percy looked at Sean with inquiring eyes, only to hear Sean ask, "What do you think of the secret police?"