During the night, Weiss had a nightmare in which Ze stood in a burning camp with his face covered in blood, shouting at himself hoarsely, "Get out!" ”

Since coming into this world, Weiss and this "blood-related" brother have only met a few times, and the combined time they have spent together is less than a day, but before they meet, he listens to his stories, reads his manuscripts, and thinks about his feelings, as if they have been friends for a long time. When they met, the two were already in different camps, unable to talk and joke like ordinary brothers, and had no chance to work together to create a career...... Because of his talent, because of his ambitions, because of his dissatisfaction with reality, he has become a character full of pathos, but no matter what, in this world, he is the only one, and no one can replace him.

Waking up from his dream, Weiss stared out the window and couldn't sleep for a long time.

Early in the morning, a sudden roar made Weiss jump out of bed. He hurried to the window and saw a huge "black cloud" descending from the sky, almost enveloping the entire town. The Norman soldiers in the town ran out of their temporary houses, and after a while, the officers began to shout and the soldiers returned to their places.

It was not necessary to look into the whole picture, but only by the outline of part of the outline of this "black cloud", Weiss already knew its origins - the Norman assault ship, to be precise, the ship of Prince Baras, the third in line to the throne of the Empire's heir. When this man came here in person, Weiss was not only "sincerely afraid", but also deeply worried about the terrifying power of this battleship. If the Normans had sent this warship to deal with the guerrilla advance force, not to mention that they had 3,000 people, even if they had 30,000 men, they would have no power to fight back against the crushing of the enemy assault ships, and as long as the enemy made a concerted effort and sacrificed the more than 1,000 captured people, this originally expected negotiation would suddenly turn into a one-sided massacre!

The Norman soldiers in the town hurriedly set up a battle to meet the arrival of the big man, but they did not neglect to "take care" of Weiss and his party. Seeing that there was no opportunity to take advantage of it, Weiss pressed his deep anxiety in his heart, and washed up as if nothing had happened. Soon after, a bearded Norman officer came to the house with a group of soldiers and asked Weiss and the others to follow them. Seeing the other party's disrespectful attitude, Weiss pondered that the situation might change, and secretly moved his muscles and bones during the walk, preparing to repeat his old tricks, waiting for the opportunity to capture the enemy's Prince Barras, and use this as a threat to fight for himself and the guerrilla advance team a chance to survive the Jedi.

To Weiss's surprise, the Normans did not take themselves on the battleship, but took them to the room where yesterday's negotiations were. The environment is clean, with all the tables and chairs, and there is nothing wrong with it for talks, but with Norman philosophy, it seems unseemly to entertain a high-ranking member of the royal family here.

When they arrived at the venue, Weiss waited for a full cup of tea before they saw the Admiral Sedlinz walk in through the door with several officers. Prince Barras is nowhere to be seen, nor is the brightly dressed chamberlain, which one is this?

Alves seemed to bother to hide his true emotions, and as soon as he sat down, his fingers kept tapping on the table, giving the impression that he was in a hurry. He stared at Weiss for a moment, and then said in a businesslike tone, "What's your reply?" ”

Weiss thought for a moment and asked rhetorically, "Or yesterday's conditions?" ”

Alves' fingertips stopped on the table, and he frowned and suddenly laughed.

The dry laughter could not hide the embarrassment in my heart.

"Mind talking alone?" After laughing, Alves made an unsurprising offer.

Weiss wasn't surprised, but he didn't accept it, but replied calmly: "To be honest, I don't mind." Whatever happens next, I don't want to be mistaken for some kind of agreement with you in private. ”

Alves snorted: "Pathetic man! ”

"Each other, each other." Weiss replied unceremoniously.

As if poked in the sore spot, Alves's face once again had a cloudy expression, and he was silent for a while, and then, almost through his teeth, he squeezed out the words: "As soldiers of the Norman Empire, it is something we are ashamed to compromise with the enemy, and we have made an oath that twenty years ago will be the last ......"

Seeing the other party's gritted teeth and hideous expression, Weiss secretly said in his heart that it was not good, it seemed that the worst plan was about to become a reality, and the opportunity to change all this did not appear. Can you settle for the next best thing and take this Admiral Sedrinz as a hostage? This guy is supposed to be Prince Barras's right-hand man, and he is a high-ranking general of the Norman army, and if he fails, the difficulty of covering up the truth and the potential influence should be much greater than that of a force of a few thousand men.

Before making up his mind, Weiss quietly observed his opponent. If the "friend or foe identification system" could still work normally, he would be able to accurately judge the opponent's "catties and twos" by squinting his eyes, but now he can only rely on his eyes and heart. If you want to be strong, this guy is definitely not as good as those big soldiers in the front-line combat troops, but if you judge that the other party has no fighting ability, it is too much to underestimate the military tradition and military system that the Norman Empire is proud of. When they visited the Gaston Military Academy, they had an absolute upper hand in the competition of various basic subjects, even if they neglected to exercise in the past few years, as long as the foundation was still there, the probability of being caught by an opponent of Weiss's level was not high, and it was even possible to directly fight back......

"I've changed my mind." Weiss spoke, "Let's talk alone!" ”

Alves's words and thoughts were stuck in the middle of the road by Weiss, and he was stunned for a few seconds before he snorted: "Since you want to talk, let's talk!" I don't lack this time! ”

Weiss turned his head to look at the two companions and gave them an affirmative look. The two looked at each other, got up and walked outside the room.

Alves waved his hand and motioned for the Norman soldiers present to leave for the time being. After everyone had left the room, Weiss took out a handkerchief from his pocket and placed it on the table with a "snap".

This time it was Weiss's turn to be stunned, because it was to negotiate, and they all cooperated to hand over their weapons before entering the town, did Alves want to warn him not to mess around, or did he mean something else?

After a few seconds, Alves said unhurriedly: "We know that you will not defect to us under any circumstances, and you are an extremely dangerous opponent, so we can only make a painful decision: you must die, and you must die in exchange for the life of the Clumber-Haysen family." Of course, given the current situation, we can not only guarantee the safety of the Clumber-Haysom family, but also get your guerrillas out safely. If you accept this condition, we will swear by the sacred honor of the Norman royal family and will honor our vows regardless of the circumstances. ”

"I really want to thank you for your love!" Weiss quipped, "It would be like a ...... to use the sacred oath of royalty to give me such a humble life as a guarantee Uh, the legendary plot? Or, a fairy tale scene? ”

In the face of Weiss's cynicism, Alves actually seemed very calm at this time: "What's so strange about using extraordinary means for extraordinary people?" In the past, we always thought that with Baron alla Scala in Lorraine, no matter how much the resistance made a fuss, the situation would not get out of control, but you gave us a big surprise! ”

Listening to this meaning, Ze is really dead. The Normans did not spare their talents, but felt that they had lost their best spokesperson in Lorraine, so they were determined to make their number one threat in Lorraine. In this way, it does not matter whether Prince Barras is here in person or not, there is no essential difference whether Weiss will negotiate himself or send someone to come, the Norman army is commanded by Alves, mobilizing the main warships that are rare in the middle and late stages of the war, plus a certain number of elite troops on the ground, with the determination to deal with the wounded soldiers and supplies dragged down, thinking that the prisoners of war can be protected, basically the victory is in hand. At this moment, Weiss's situation is like the last battle of the "Lorraine guerrilla fighters", not that he cannot break through, but that he shoulders a moral burden that is difficult to remove.

Weiss stared at the gun on the table without saying a word, and hesitated for two or three minutes. During this time, Alves did not urge, but quietly waited for him to make a choice.

This is the generosity of those who are dying!

"Can your oath be vouched for by the royal honor of the Norman Empire?" Before walking over to get his gun, Weiss voiced his doubts.

"I can't, His Royal Highness Prince Ballas can." Alves replied almost without thinking.

"But he's not your emperor." Weiss sneered, "There is a fatal flaw in your conditions, if the Norman Emperor orders you to kill the people of the Clumber-Haysen family, will you disobey because of your oath to me?" ”

Alves was not at all surprised by this "logical loophole", and he calmly replied: "The reason why you have such doubts is because you do not understand the Norman Empire. Oaths made by members of the royal family in the name of royal honour, as long as they are reasonable, are bound to be respected by other members of the royal family, including His Majesty the Emperor. It's a thousand-year-old tradition and a creed that won't be easily changed. A mere Clumber-Haysen family does not allow us to give up this heritage, which is more precious than life. ”

Weiss thought for a moment and felt that what the other party said was indeed true, so he asked again: "Before I judge myself, your Prince of Barras will make an oath in front of me, right?" ”

Alves snorted, "Of course. ”

The opportunity reappeared, Weiss's heart raced, but his face deliberately put on a look of generosity.

"Then let him come!"

"You, have you figured it out?" This time it was Alves' turn to question.

"I've already sacrificed once to protect the unarmed Lorraine, and I don't mind another sacrifice." Weiss responded, "Is there a problem?" ”

"I must make it clear to you that as long as the Clumber-Heyssen family does not oppose us, we will guarantee their safety, and as for the guerrillas under your command, we will let them go this time, but if we meet again on the battlefield next time, we are not obliged to guarantee their lives."

Weiss nodded, walked from his place to the other desk, and picked up the pistol he had placed on the table. It was a standard Norman military pistol, and it didn't seem to have anything special other than being spotlessly clean, but Weiss soon noticed that it had a few letters engraved on it, and his face changed when he saw the letters.

"That's right, it's Baron Scala's pistol." Alves said with a smirk.