Ladies and gentlemen, please get out of the tent for a moment and let me be alone with Alex for a while. The indifferent and quiet voice of the pen fun pavilion www.biquge.info Binglan sounded at this time.

After everyone came out of the tent, I couldn't help pacing back and forth in the tent, and said to Binglan with a little anxiety: It's really difficult to deal with it inside! The south has just been calm, and the east and north are blazing - now the external worries are not gone, and the internal troubles are rising again!

Alex, calm down! You are the core of the group, and the fate of all of us has been closely linked to your rise and fall! If you shake first, the situation and the cohesive force that you have created with great difficulty will disappear! Alec, since your goal is to dominate the world, then you must have the courage to face any dangerous situation! And there's no turning around with anything! Binglan said in a cold tone.

Binglan's voice seemed to have a calming power, I finally calmed down, nodded and said: I understand! Binglan, thank you! You are the source of my stability!

According to Simon's news, the former Imperial Prime Minister Clarchem did not travel north with Aruton, but has been hiding in the imperial capital - he has deceived all of us, and even the intelligence systems of Van and Luo Bai have been tricked by him!

When we set out on the expedition, he took advantage of the emptiness of the imperial capital to entangle more than 100 princes and nobles of the empire, and formed a force of more than 100,000 people from the private troops of the nobles, occupied the four major city gates, and controlled His Majesty the Emperor and the regent Princess Emily and others, in an attempt to blackmail the Son of Heaven to order the princes to ......

Originally, Simon had expected that the opposition forces in the imperial capital would take advantage of the departure of you and me, and had already set a plan to lure the snake out of the hole, planning to purge the forces of all parties in the imperial capital, but he did not expect that the enemy would launch so quickly and so powerfully, and he was caught off guard......

In order to cope with this southern expedition and the northern expedition, the strength of the imperial capital has been evacuated, and the available troops in Simon's hands will definitely not exceed 50,000 if the 30,000 Meinster troops I left behind are definitely not more than 50,000, which is not comparable to Clarkham's strength at all! Moreover, it is said that some important ministers and princes of the current dynasty were involved in this coup, such as the eighth prince Leodore, Prince of Franks, Prince Sironthan, and even the Morales family, who had always been obsessed with garden architecture and did not care about political affairs......

I couldn't help but get irritable at the thought that the Imperial Capital might fall back into the hands of Aruton and Clarcum, and that all my efforts would be in vain......

I told the current situation in the imperial capital in one breath, and after listening to it, Binglan thought for a while, and said: I understand the reason for your uneasiness—you feel unwilling because you fell for Clarkham's plan, right? Obviously, we were all counted by Aruton and Clarkm!

When Aruton withdrew from the imperial capital, it was clear that he had already set the overall strategy for today...... Well, this must have been the work of the scheming Clarkham, right? Not only you and me, but even Ettiria and James were also used by him this time!

He asked Aruton to instigate Attiria and James to send troops together, and after luring you and me away from the imperial capital, he carried out his long-planned plan to recapture the imperial capital...... We've been ignoring the old fox of Clarkm, and perhaps we've reassured ourselves too soon about the Imperial Capital, which we thought we were firmly in control!

But, Alex, you don't have to be reconciled! If you want to say that you are unwilling, I'm afraid Clarchem is even more unwilling than you! The foundation he has worked so hard for decades has almost been uprooted by you, a young opponent who has suddenly risen up!

You know, Crackham has more than four times as much experience in life!

He has entrenched himself in the imperial throne through three dynasties, his strength can be described as deep-rooted, and he has an intricate relationship with the various forces in the imperial capital, no matter how carefully you and Simon plan it, he is also invincible! Therefore, sooner or later the coup will come, and it is not your fault.

And wouldn't it be too boring if everything developed according to your and mine's settings, and let us get everything easily? It is because life is full of accidents that our lives become interesting!

Besides, we are not completely helpless about the situation!

I breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: My Binglan is absolutely right! Surprise, surprise - surprise is joy! Binglan, you always have a way to put me at ease! It's just that the fall of the imperial capital is imminent, but you and I are thousands of miles away, and the distant water can't save the near fire - what else can we think of except to watch the imperial capital fall into Aruton's pocket?

Binglan showed me a shallow smile and replied, "The top priority is to return to the imperial capital as soon as possible!"

If I fly by mine, I can rush back to the imperial capital in three days...... I thought about it and said.

However, the mine department can only carry three or four people at most! What does it do to let you return to the imperial capital alone?

At that time, you will have no available soldiers around you, and you will just throw yourself into the net! Unless you are willing to unleash the power of forbiddenness, and use the power to destroy the heavens and the earth to make the imperial capital disappear from the earth—in this case, what is the point of you succeeding? And you'll have to prepare for a direct showdown with the gods! For you who are currently fledgling, there is only one result! So, this scheme is not going to work!

Speaking of this, Binglan paused, stared at me with a thin gaze, and then continued: "Alex, things are not as bad as you expected! Simon was able to get the message out that the imperial capital was not completely under the control of Clarkham, and that it would be difficult for the Aruton forces in the north to break through General Tsykov's defenses at once—as long as Simon and General Tsykoff could still play the role of pinning down Clarkham and Arudon respectively, and we would gather the elite of the army and march day and night in a hurry, we could shorten the journey of a month to fifteen days, when we would be under the city, overwhelmed with strong troops, and combined with the inside and outside, If you ascend to the top of the prestige of King Meinster and raise your arms, the soldiers of the imperial capital will inevitably defect, and it will be difficult to regain control of the imperial capital!

I couldn't help but be convinced by Binglan's calm analysis, and after hugging her into my arms and loving her wantonly, I sighed: My Binglan is not only the reincarnation of the martial god, but also the resurrection of the female Zhuge ! If you have a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for?

Binglan gasped in my arms, and muttered: Alec, you are a leader and a mystery - you are not yet twenty-one years old, no matter how mature and calm you are, after all, there is an age and experience boundary that cannot be crossed, and only by experiencing setbacks and tempering can you grow into an invincible powerhouse. The edge of the sword is sharpened, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold...... Alex, your hands...... My dear good husband, don't tease Binglan anymore, your men are still waiting for you outside the tent! It's important to get down to business!

I withdrew my hand that was restlessly stroking in Binglan's obscene clothes, and smiled wickedly at the Yiren with flushed jade cheeks and rippling spring: "Obey my husband's orders!" Hurry up and have a meeting, and then ...... Spring xiao is worth a thousand gold!

Li Binglan glared at me hatefully as she straightened out the wrinkles on her clothes.

I reconvened the people to enter the account, and explained in detail the current situation in the imperial capital—I ignored Marcelo Morales's participation in the coup d'état, and gently swept Wei Ling's gaze over the faces of the generals—and after a pause on Calanji's body, I said: I have been fighting side by side with the generals for a long time, and some of you have even had a fateful friendship with Alex, so they can be described as brothers and sisters! Therefore, I might as well make it clear that Clarchem has held the young lord of the empire and His Royal Highness the regent, secretly called the empire orthodox, and slandered me as a traitor to the empire.

If you are willing to follow me, you are my arms in the creation of the eternal inheritance, and you are my good brothers who live forever and eternally! I promise that the country I have laid down will have a place for you, and will give you fame, power, wealth and glory commensurate with your contributions!

If any of you are not of the same mind as Alec and are determined to abandon me, I will not hinder me, let alone retaliate! It's just that after today, when they meet on the battlefield, you and I are no longer brothers, but your mortal enemies!

Among the generals, except for Kar Anji, whose expression was changeable and uncertain, all fell down in front of me and said in a firm voice: We are willing to follow Your Highness! Indulge in the liver and gall, unswerving! Although he went to the soup to talk about the fire, he would never give up!

Long live the King of Meinster!

Good! Everyone, please rise! From today onwards, you are all my good brothers who live and die together!

The situation in the imperial capital is critical, and our army must return to the division as quickly as possible to save the emergency! In view of the current situation, in order to speed up the march, the following arrangements have been made: divide our army into four routes—the elven troops are led by Hetegro, the cavalry of the southwestern countries is led by Memphis, and the cavalry battalion of the Dottier surrender army is handed over? Belmont commanded and selected 50,000 elite cavalry from the Silver Regiment, commanded by me and Generalissimo Li, will set off early tomorrow morning and march directly to the imperial capital with the fastest marching speed! And Karangi stayed behind......

At this time, Karanji suddenly fell to the ground and cried out: "My king! My father was confused for a while, please let the end of the army set off with His Majesty, and the last general will definitely stop his father's nonsense, help His Majesty calm down the rebellion in the imperial capital, and make meritorious contributions to the family! Please give Karl a chance to atone for his father's sins and beg for his life!

Get up, Carl! It's rare that you can understand righteousness! I stretched out my hand to help Cal Anji and said gently: I promise that as long as you serve me wholeheartedly, I will do my best to take care of your family, and I will never criticize others - even if it is your father, I will open the net, as long as he is willing to retire honorably, I will not pursue it!

Thank you, Your Highness! The last general will be loyal to His Highness wholeheartedly, and repay His Highness with a lifetime of loyalty! Karangie said with emotion.

I patted him on the shoulder, faced the generals and said, "Except for the soldiers and horses mentioned above, the rest of the troops remain in the fortress of Fengrong Valley, led by General Joseph!"

I glanced at Drinker and continued: Besides, Drinker and her people can make their own decisions and act on their own!

Rest well tonight, and tomorrow will be the beginning of the arduous march! Binglan said in a quiet voice, and when she noticed that my eyes were unscrupulously focused on her thriving twin peaks, her face suddenly turned red, as if she remembered what I had said earlier.

On the third day of our combined march was met with a very heavy rainstorm, and although I ordered the whole army to march in the rain regardless of the danger, the lack of vision, the muddy roads, and the erosion of wind and rain made it quite difficult for the troops to advance, and the march was twice as slow as usual, and it was not until the seventh day that we reached the Turandot River.

According to my original plan, as long as I crossed the Turandot River and entered the heights of Sos, the soldiers and horses of the four routes would no longer march together, but march in batches. However, our army has encountered a big problem here.

The Turandot River, another tributary of the Celestial River, flows from the border between the county of Rhozhia on the northern edge of the Sonnes Plain and the county of Sainte-Foco in the Sos Plateau.

Now it is the summer rainy season, and with the heavy rains for several days, the water depth has reached more than three meters, and the river is so fast that our army cannot force it to cross. If it is a detour, it will take time and delay the fighter.

I stood by the river, looking at the tumbling water, but I couldn't think of a way to cross it.

If we can't reach the other side, our troops and horses will have to be trapped here, waiting for Krakem and Aruton to take full control of the imperial capital, and then send a large army to wipe us out in one fell swoop......

Is it providential? Or did it all fall into Clarkham's calculations?

Could it be that the enemy has also calculated the period of the Turandot River's decline? If that's the case, how clever Clarkham is! Not only did we choose a favorable time to use our troops, but we also calculated that we would focus on the Ai-Duo coalition...... This old man who has stepped into the coffin with one foot is really a terrifying opponent!

I can't let a little river stop me!

Thinking of this, I issued an order to the whole army: Anyone who can provide a good way to cross the river will be promoted to two ranks!

Half a day after the order was given, there was no response, and when I was almost completely disappointed, General Zolach came to meet me with a silver-tasseled cavalry.

His Highness, who is a Margee Lotto, a native of Rhozhia, said that he knew a shortcut to cross the river.

General Zolach saluted me, then pushed the young lad in front of me and said: "March, explain it to the marshal!"

The young man in front of him was about eighteen to twenty years old, tall and thin, with a slightly thin figure, with a popular face, although not handsome, but young and vigorous, and with a kind of graceful temperament.

At this time, his face was slightly pale from nervousness, and there was a look of admiration and panic in his gray eyes.

I looked at him and said in a gentle voice, "March, can you tell me what you know the way to go?" I and the whole army will be very grateful for your contribution!

Be...... Marshal...... Subordinates dare not ...... No...... It is an honor for subordinates to serve the marshal......

March said with a shudder.

Don't be nervous, speak slowly. I said with a smile.

Be...... March swallowed violently, calmed down a little, and then elaborated on what he knew. Three miles to the northwest there is a place called the Beakmouth Valley, from which the Turandot River passes, and it happens that this section of the river passes through the ground, only revealing a small stream less than half a meter wide on the ground, so that our army can reach the Sos Heights from the Beakmouth Valley.

I couldn't help but wonder: there is such a place! But why is it never indicated on the military topographic map?

Back to the marshal's words, it was located in a poor rural area, very few people passed by, and the general public had never heard of the name of the Beakmouth Valley, and I only knew about it because I had grown up in a village near there.

In addition, because of the effect of the wind, there are often terrible strange noises in the valley of the beak, so the villagers think that it is a place infested by ghosts, and they dare not enter it, and they also advise outsiders not to enter it, and it is a ban in the village. When I was a child, I sneaked in with the children of the village, only to find out that there was a hole in it. March said respectfully.

Madge? Thank you, Lotto, for sending me the good news of victory! I happily shook his hand and said, "What rank are you in the silver tassel?" Well, you're not so much like a pure professional soldier, but like a poet or something.

Back to the marshal's words, his subordinates are still only trainee knights, and there is no military rank...... I used to be a troubadour, and I was bullied by hooligans once when I was in the imperial capital, and with the help of General Zuo, I decided to become a soldier, and later under the introduction of General Zuo, I joined Yinying.

Zolachi smiled and said: This kid also has a nickname in the silver tassel, what is the name of the singing knight. Boy, you've done a great job this time!

Madge? Lotto, you're a blue-eyed sergeant from today onwards! You should get along well with that guy in Vidigal...... Sergeant March, lead the way! I laughed and turned to give orders to the whole army. Tell the whole army, pack everything and set off immediately!

…… Sometimes, a great cause is often made possible by a small thing, a few little-known people......

If it weren't for a small figure like Margee Lotto, the empire might have gone in the opposite direction – the fate of Alexander the Great, the Falatis Empire, and even the history of the continent of S. Lun would have been rewritten......

—Vidigal DortmunwaWhen our army successfully passed through the Beakmouth Valley and entered the heights of Soth, I agreed with the generals to meet at the southern gate of the imperial capital, and then divided the army into four and marched at full speed towards the imperial capital.

Moreover, Li Binglan and I subdivided the 50,000 cavalry of Yinying again, distributed water and dry food according to the squads, and then under the leadership of the squad leader, they rushed to the imperial capital according to their fastest steps, and then reformed the army after arriving.

The Vampire Force, on the other hand, operates freely under the leadership of Drink.

After making the above decision, I gave an order to all the officers and men of the army: Time is the key to the victory or defeat of this war!

Whoever wins the time, wins! Everyone must grit their teeth and complete this most difficult task and create a miracle in the history of the march! Don't think about anything, and don't look back! Whoever is behind does not care about him! Just think about the only belief that you want to move forward! My last order to everyone is only one - forward! Advance! In addition to moving forward, or moving forward!

Under my iron order, the craziest march in history began!

Everyone started a crazy chase with the squad as a unit, surging across the field like waves going forward and following each other - everyone was inspired by a certain spirit, no one wanted to be left behind, and everyone was desperate for the honor of themselves and their teams.

We marched almost day and night, never sleeping more than five hours a day, and such a march was a terrible ordeal for the soldiers, both physically and mentally.

After eight days of hellish asceticism, the soldiers' physical strength and energy were almost exhausted - but just before the limit was reached, the city of Proust appeared before us at sunset......

The vampire girl Drinker and her vampire people were waiting for us in a well-organized posture - not only did they arrive two days before us, but they didn't show any tiredness on their faces.

At this time, there were less than 30,000 silver tassel cavalry left to keep up with my march, and the rest of the soldiers who had fallen behind were still on their way.

I ordered the whole army to camp in the outskirts of the city and rest.

On the second day, other silvertassel soldiers continued to arrive, and to my surprise, the other force that arrived first was not the elven troops of Hetgro, or the cavalry of the princes of Memphis, but the troops of Dotir of Hugh Belmont!

Of course, of the 10,000 Dotir light cavalry, there were only less than 2,000 left who could reach with Xiu.

They were followed by the elven troops, but not a single one of the three thousand elven warriors was left behind.

The cavalry of the princes of Memphis was the last to arrive, but the number of cavalry he brought with him exceeded 50,000, the largest number of troops and the smallest proportion of stragglers.

I let the soldiers rest for another day, and then reorganized the soldiers and horses of the four routes, and sent the troops to the south gate of the imperial capital.

At this time, our army had about 43,000 silver cavalry, about 58,000 princes' cavalry, 3,500 Dotyr cavalry, 3,000 elven warriors, and 1,500 vampire troops, with a total strength of nearly 110,000.

One hundred thousand cavalry, under the command of me and Lybinglan, formed a huge phalanx of black pressure outside the southern gate of Proust. The afternoon sun shone on the different colors of the cavalry's armor, reflecting a colorful wave of light.

Dressed in the glorious armor of the Goddess, I rode out of the snow-white thunder and came to the front of the group, suddenly turned over and dismounted, and approached the city gate step by step, completely exposing myself to the firing range of the castle and the target of the magic cannon, but I was not afraid.

I calmly raised the unnamed blood-red sword and spoke to the city tower in a concentrated voice: Who is defending the city? Dare to close the city gates and block the way back of our imperial army! Do you want to rebel?

Don't open the city gates yet, welcome the triumphant division of our empire into the city!

At this moment, with a swishing scream, a series of sharp arrows were shot at me from the Arrow Fort above the city, cutting countless straight tracks in the air, and it was extremely accurate and instantly came to my front door!

I snorted coldly, raised my sword and led forward, and all the powerful arrows that were on my body reversed in front of me, accelerating and flying upside down along the original track, and I did not settle on the archers guarding the arrow tower, and several terrible screams also sounded.

The blades of the Imperial soldiers are used to kill the enemy in unison, not to kill each other! Is your precious life a cheap commodity that can be discarded at will by the lowly aristocracy? Is your priceless loyalty to be trampled on by incompetent slanderers? I, Alexander! Your King! Your marshal! Brothers who can live and die with you! Those who know how to cherish your life and blood! Whoever wants to take credit from the traitor, let him cast an arrow at the chest of your king and your marshal.

I stand in the wind, fencing and impassioned. I will wait and see the conscience and integrity of the soldiers of the Empire! Let's see if our soldiers still have the dignity and loyalty of soldiers!

As the incomparably majestic voice echoed in the heavens and the earth, His Majesty's eyes burst out with a golden light that was hotter than the sun, and when he exhaled, the awe-inspiring domineering spirit burst out, and the overflowing magic sword fighting qi stirred into the wind, swirling around His Majesty's tall and straight body, and blowing his long hair that gradually turned blood-red into a hunting sound, so that the divergent hair flew in the air like flying fireworks......

At that time, His Majesty was like a god who had stood in the wind since time immemorial, an eternal and invincible being who stood at the apex of everything...... The king of Mayinster, showered in the bright sun, was wrapped in wings of brilliance - it was the light of victory...... Some people even insisted later that they saw a pair of golden wings sticking out of His Majesty's back—a pair of golden wings of incredible beauty and magnificence......

Suddenly, the earth fell silent, the sky had no more color, even the wind lost her language, and all things looked up to their king with reverence......

Both the imperial army inside the city and the soldiers outside the city were deeply moved by this scene, and they had lost the ability to think in their minds at this moment, leaving only an instinctive impulse to worship the emperor of heaven and earth......

In this miraculous move, the gates of the city opened...... The imperial capital Proust finally opened its heart to welcome her king...... The tearful soldiers inside and outside the city let out cheers that resounded through the world at the same time! The cries of Alexander the Great, our Emperor, Long live His Majesty the Emperor sounded like thunder...... It's a scene that even gods would marvel at......

- Vidigal Dortmunwa, The Exclamation Point of God

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