The spring wind carried the scent of flowers in the flower garden through the iron railing of the window and into the classroom.

Behind the desks, elementary school students who opened their history textbooks listened attentively to the teacher's lecture on the podium.

Page wrote a date on the blackboard, February 17, 1920.

She turned to the students and asked, "Does anyone know who wielded the first sword that symbolized the beginning of the war on this day, thus opening the curtain on that magnificent war?"

The little white hands were raised, and none of the students under the podium did not raise their hands.

Page smiled slightly, this school is a school for the children of the military, and the parents of the students have participated in the war that took place in the southern coastal area, and they are all children who grew up listening to the story of this war. If they don't pass their history class this semester, they won't have any good fruit to eat when they go home.

"Looks like everybody knows. Page smiled and said to the students, "Let's say his name together." One, two, three......"

"Charles McGarden!"

The sound of the students' answers flew out of the window, over the flower beds and the playground, and into the ears of the tea guard in the school janitor's room.

Having been a janitor for decades, he knows which grade and which class will have such a voice coming from the class on the first day of school today. Half of his ear was shown in the picture on that page of the history textbook, but unfortunately that half of the ear was later gone.

Wielding the first sword of the war, that honor was probably won by his own team, but at that time, no one expected that the final winner of this honor was Charles, who was only eight years old at the time.

He couldn't help but think back to what he had seen and heard that day, Charles's performance at that time was indeed amazing, but what happened later......

He smiled and poured a cup of tea from the purple clay pot into his small cup, and then drank fragrant tea while listening to the sound of children reading in the schoolyard, while recalling the magnificent epic that swallowed mountains and rivers from that day.

?? February 17, 1920??

The sun is high in the sky, the highest point that can be reached today.

The spring breeze in February blew the willow trees on the roadside out of the buds, and at the same time blew away the smoke and dust rising from the galloping horses on the road.

Elizabeth, who was leading the guards on the way, raised her right hand and made a pause gesture, and the neighing of a war horse sounded, and more than a hundred cavalry soon stopped on the road.

When the scout had returned, he rode to Elizabeth's horse, saluted, and said, "Report to the Commander, a caravan of fifty mer-men was found two kilometers ahead, with six wooden carts full of grain, and more than twenty cattle and horses. ”

"Are there any prisoners?" asked Elizabeth.

The scout replied, "No prisoners found. ”

Elizabeth's eyes narrowed slightly, and she shouted "Charles!" without looking back.

"Here!" said Charlesze, who was following Elizabeth, and took a few steps forward.

Elizabeth ordered: "As a striker, you go forward six hundred meters to open the way, and when you encounter the enemy's block, all of them are shattered. ”

"Yes!" Charles gave the order, whipped his horse with his whip, and galloped forward in the lead.

Then Elizabeth went on to order, "Henry!"

"Here!" a member of the guard strode forward.

Elizabeth ordered: "You take two squads and pick up three hundred meters behind the striker." ”

"Yes!" Henry took the order and left with two squads of cavalry.

Finally Elizabeth waved her hand, and the rest of the large army continued to advance.

At the front of the road, a fish-man commander is directing his men to block the road with stolen wooden carts.

As the regular army of the Orms Kingdom, they have been pretending to be a raiding party here for several days, and according to the instructions of His Royal Highness the Prince, they have eliminated many elven soldiers in the past few days.

The grain bags on the wooden cart that the elven scouts saw just now were actually filled with stones and dirt, and the fishmen put the wooden cart full of stones and dirt bags across the road, which was equivalent to building a simple fortification.

In the past few days, several elven militia patrols have been blocked by this fortification, and then they have been impaled into hedgefish by ambushes less than ten meters on both sides of the road with their harpoons thrown.

The Fish-Man Commander had also seen the departing cavalry scout just now, and he could tell from the armor on the scout's body that it was a big fish this time.

At this time, two fishmen came to report that a hundred ambushes on the left and one hundred ambushes on the left and one hundred ambushes were ready.

After a few days of cooperation, the person in charge of blocking the road and the fishman in charge of the ambush have cooperated very skillfully, and the commander does not need to give orders at all.

The fish-man commander nodded, according to the method taught by His Royal Highness the Prince, it was indeed useful to insert branches and grass into the specially opened holes in his clothes, and the elven patrols could not detect them at all.

Thinking that it was a big fish this time, if you follow the old method, you might be slapped in the face by the fish's tail, so the fish-man commander said to the deputy on the side, "Go and tie the strips of cloth to the tails of those cows and horses, and listen to my orders to light the strips of cloth, so that those cows and horses can disperse the enemy." ”

After receiving the order, the deputy led the people to tie strips of cloth to the tails of the cows and horses.

The commander looked at the road ahead again, and all traces of the previous battles had been removed, and there was not a single sign of an ambush in the bushes on either side of the road.

After a while, the sound of horses' hooves reached the area.

Soon, a cavalryman appeared in the field of vision of the Fish-Man Commander.

"How is it a child?" the commander frowned, "Did he go to the battlefield to pick up credit?"

He thought about it for a while, and quickly relieved, the second confirmation of the scout is a relatively simple task, just take a look from a distance to see if there is any discrepancy with the content of the previous investigation.

However, since it is to pick up credit, it means that the status of this child is not low.

So the fish-man commander ordered: "All pretend to be afraid of the coming, put him close, and capture him alive as much as possible, and if he has to be killed, he must keep a complete head." ”

Dividing line?

Not so far north, in a luxurious manor, a group of young girls are having a superficially pleasant lunch in a restaurant.

Charles and Diana lay down for more than ten days before waking up after the Temple of Life incident that day.

Since the Elven Court had entered a state of war at this time, except for Charles, everyone else embarked on the journey back to the Knowledge City in advance.

However, instead of returning the same way, they traveled north by road, led by Mira to visit her classmate Daenerys' house, and then prepared to return to school together at the end of February, when the holiday preparations were over.

As the largest sugarcane planter and sugar producer family in southern human society fostered by the Elven Court, the Daenerys family has a pivotal position in the south.

Wealth and status give Daenerys enough capital to be proud of many people.

Daenerys didn't have a good impression of Diana at first, but seeing that Mira had a good relationship with that Diana, she put up with it. Mordred's little henchman in her eyes, she didn't even look at it.

At the table, Daenerys, as the host, maintained a semblance of politeness, beckoning Mira and them to eat.

Just as the maids were serving their drinks, the cups in front of Mira, Diana, and Mordred suddenly cracked with a "snap".

"Unlucky!" Daenerys cried out in surprise.

Thinking of Charles on the battlefield, Mira suddenly panicked.

?? Dividing line??

Charles was tricked, he only saw the fish-man blocking the road, but he didn't expect the fish-man to ambush in the roadside bushes, and the number of ambushes reached the total number of troops.

After knocking out a few harpoons flying towards him with his sword, he sighed and began to think of a way.

He had just seen the barricades set up by the fishmen, so he stood on horseback and blasted them to the slag with an EX curry stick.

The forty-nine fishmen who were about to pretend to be scared behind the wooden carts, dirt bags and barricades on the other side of the barricade were gone, leaving only a single piece of wood and nearly a hundred legs or feet that had not been affected by the magic cannon.

Seeing this, some of the fishmen who were lying in ambush in the bushes on both sides of the road began to flee, and some threw harpoons at him.

Seeing Charles, who was originally going to fight a painful battle of annihilation, felt very unhappy to see that the battle ended up being a duck.

He tugged on the reins, causing Celestia to run two steps back to avoid the harpoon thrown by the fish-man. If a harpoon more than a meter long stuck to Celestia's body, it would be dead.

Because Twilight from the Northlands is not suited to fight in the southern climate and forage here, Charles gave it to Mordred, and the Celestia he is riding now was given to him by Victoria.

After dodging the flying harpoon, a pair of wings spawn behind Charles's back, sending him into the air.

In the daily work of working people, EX curry sticks, which can release magic cannons, have developed a variety of functions.

The easiest way to do this is to pour magic into the sword and then blast it forward.

Level up, control the shape of the mana that blasts out, and then blast out the "tree chopping style" of flaky mana.

If the magic is blasted out like raindrops, it is a "rainstorm" that loosens the soil of the wasteland when it is reclaimed.

Artoria taught Charles these three tricks before leaving, and Charles could only figure out the other uses in practice.

The fishmen did not dare to provoke this monster that blasted their fifty companions to the ground with only their legs left, and after seeing this monster fly, the fish-people who were still stubbornly resisting just now lost the last bit of courage to resist.

Henry, who was following Charles and ready to answer at any moment, saw Charles flying into the sky in the distance, and then swung his sword a few times towards the ground.

By the time they reached the battlefield, Charles had already ridden Celestia away, leaving only the fish-man legs and the battered corpses of the fish-men in the bushes on both sides of the road.

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