"Your Excellency. "Leo had just returned to his room from the dining room when one of the servants brought him a message: "Lord Viscount has just sent someone, please be sure to attend the noon festival of light on time, saying that the ceremony needs you to preside."www.biquge.info ”

"Got it." Leo answered, and after the servant left the room, he complained to Darwin in front of him: "Do you say that this Viscount Juan is addicted to murder, I heard that a group of prisoners have been killed a few days before we came here, and what kind of light festival will be held in just a few days, and he is not happy to see the beheading, and he is ready to get happiness and excitement through the activity of roasting the whole person, which is popular with the people?" ”

There was silence in the study.

"Hey, Ada, why don't you speak?" Leo, who didn't get a response, couldn't help but ask.

"Boring." Darwin commented briefly.

"When I didn't say it." Leo choked on Darwin's words and rolled his eyes fiercely.

But three seconds later, the blue-clothed cardinal couldn't help but speak: "Do you think this Viscount Juan has noticed something from me and started to suspect my identity, otherwise what is the matter with his son of a great nobleman running to my church every day?" I don't remember any recent news of a rapprochement between the Holy See and the royal family. ”

Darwin's face moved slightly, and after thinking for two seconds, he replied, "I don't know." ”

Leo let out a long sigh, "It's really a very patient thing to talk to you, dear Ada. ”

Darwin glanced at Leo and didn't mean to continue.

Words are not speculative for more than half a sentence.

Bored, Leo glanced at the clock on the wall and realized that there were still several hours before the Illuminati ceremony took place. So he simply threw his feet over the table and lazily stared at the ceiling above him.

A sudden consciousness entered Leo's heart: "I'm going into a deep sleep." ”

"Xiaobai?" Leo's heart moved, and he asked Xiaobai, who was hiding in the egg in his body, "Is it because of the egg that Lord Lei Feng gave me?" ”

"Yes, it was the egg of a holy beast, devoured by me." Xiaobai's voice sounded weak, like a person yawning a lot: "I have a feeling that I should be able to advance after this slumber is over." ”

"Promotion?" Leo's ears immediately pricked up: "So it means that you may have broken out of the egg?" ”

"Yes." Little White Road.

Leo was shocked, and hurriedly said: "Then you have to remember to inform me in advance, and when the time comes, you can break your eggshell, don't break my body." ”

Xiaobai was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "Judging from my learning and understanding of your human language these days, your idea can be described in two words. ”

"What two words?" Leo asked.

"Boring." After Xiaobai said this, he disappeared from Leo's induction in an instant.

"Bored?" Leo almost didn't come back in one breath.

I was disgusted by an egg.

Am I disgusted by an egg?

I was disgusted by an egg!

"Alas!" The young blue-clothed bishop sighed heavily, and let out a somewhat gloomy emotion: "It's hard to be a man! ”

It's easy to be a person, but it's not necessarily easy to be a person who is recognized by others.

Even more so being a good general.

At this time, the sound of killing on the defense line on the west bank of the Inle River shook the sky, the raindrops of arrows kept flying back and forth on the positions of the two armies, the rumbling war drums resounded on both sides of the Inle River, nearly 200,000 soldiers from the Kingdom of France and the Jimny Empire fought to the death around the control of the three bridges on the Inle River, and the blood dyed the wide surface of the Inle River a bright red.

Marshal Rommel, known as the god of the Jimney Empire, was on a makeshift platform, and although it was still at least two kilometers away from the front line of the battle, with enough height and the flat terrain on the east bank of the Inle River, the marshal standing here was still able to see the entire battle situation at a glance.

The Inle River is wide and the water level is extremely deep, even in the off-season when the water is at least, the tens of thousands of elite troops and war horses of the Jimny Empire stationed in the Baden camp cannot swim across the river at all, and the only way to cross the river in front of the Jimny army is the three bridges on the Inle River that are usually jointly managed by Frans and Jimny, so the capture of the three west bank bridgeheads controlled by the Français has become the top priority of the entire attack.

But judging by Marshal Rommel's face, it is clear that the current situation is not favorable for the Jimny Empire.

Groups of scouts kept galloping back and forth between the battlefield and the high platform where Marshal Rommel was, reporting the latest situation on the entire battlefield to Commander Jimny on the high platform and the generals behind the marshal.

"Report to the marshal, the 1st Combined Army launched the sixth wave of the offensive to the left flank bridgehead ten minutes ago, and returned in vain!"

"Report to the marshal, the Second Combined Army launched a seventh wave of offensive to the middle bridgehead in eight minutes, and it has just been neutralized by the enemy!"

"Report to the marshal, a thousand-strong enemy army suddenly launched a counterattack on the First Combined Legion, disrupting the seventh wave of the offensive of the First Combined Legion!"

News after news followed, but Marshal Rommel's brow furrowed more and more, and the anger on his face began to become more and more obvious.

In the pre-war meeting last night, Field Marshal Rommel deliberately broke up and reorganized the Brandon Marksman Corps, the Bavarian Cavalry Regiment and the Silesian Heavy Infantry Corps, redivided them into three temporary combined corps, and then handed over these three combined legions to three generals from the three Dukedoms of the Jimny Empire, and asked them to lead their combined legions to attack the three bridges over the Inle River.

Although such a request may seem child's play to anyone, everyone knows that the Jimny god of war, who has always been known for his unusual path, naturally has his own considerations, so no one dares to raise any objections.

However, since the dawn began the attack, the three combined legions have launched nearly twenty waves of attacks in the past few hours, but they have not gained anything except the thousands of corpses left behind on the way of the attack. Not to mention anything else, most of the blood of the Inle River in front of him was dyed red now, but it came from the soldiers of the Jimny Empire, and such a result was obviously not what Marshal Rommel was happy to see at all.

"Marshal, it's not a way to go on like this, or let's pause the offensive first, reorganize and then attack?" One of the generals behind Field Marshal Rommel couldn't help but suggest.

The marshal shook his head, squinted his eyes slightly, stared at the wide surface of the Inle River, the slowly flowing river sparkling in the sunlight, coupled with the low blood of countless soldiers, it looked like a huge golden-red dazzling light belt, flowing from south to north.

The show has just begun.

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