Seeing that Witte had not come out to answer for a long time, Sivari simply turned over and dismounted, patted lightly on the horse's back, and let the horse graze at will, while he sat cross-legged on the spot and waited quietly.

"Sure enough, it's a man, and if I don't go to the meeting, it seems that the Germans are too impolite." Witte stood up and said to Schumacher and Hank: "You are still on guard in two shifts, especially on the southeast side of the park. Remember, no one is allowed to shoot without my orders. Also, immediately send someone to salvage all the sandbags that had filled the creek. ”

After finishing his work, Witte laid down his weapon, took off his shirt, and like Sivari, wore only a white shirt, then patted the dust on his legs, and strode towards the gate of the garden. Because he was in too much of a hurry, he almost collided with Lorentz.

"Lieutenant Colonel, are you really going to see that madman?" Lorenz looked at Werther in amazement and said.

"Yes, Lorentz. Sivari is a nice lunatic, and I need to have a good conversation with him, like a gentleman's conversation. Werther replied to Lorenz very casually

"Don't you bring something to eat or drink, Lieutenant Colonel. The two big men are talking about useless things, so it's better to drink something while talking. Lorenz turned back to Werther.

"Great, Lorentz, you're such a good and attentive subordinate. That's right! The Soviets love to drink hard wine, so you ask the Quartermaster to prepare two bottles of good wine, and of course, don't forget to bring two bottles of wine, which I drink. Oh, and you have to let the kitchen cook a few good hard dishes, be a little more high-end, the sooner the better, so be it. After Witt finished speaking, he walked away without looking back.

"Hello, Lieutenant Colonel Fritz Witt. I thought Your Excellency was stingy with a meal and hid in the camp and didn't want to come out, but it seems that I have to admit that I was wrong. Sivari was overjoyed to see Witte come out.

Witt walked unhurriedly towards Sivari, but he had been wondering how to deal with Sivari's provocative words.

"Oh, they all say that Lieutenant Colonel Sivari has a pair of small eyes, but I didn't expect the heart to be so small. You see, I didn't let people change my clothes, so they asked me out. Werther said as he walked, then spread his hands out.

"I'm very sorry, oh, yes, because I have embarrassed Your Excellency by your presumptuousness." Sivari said, standing up and holding out his right hand to Werther.

Werther hurriedly took two quick steps forward, and at the same time stretched out his right hand.

It was the first handshake between the opposing sides since the beginning of the war.

"You may be seated, Your Excellency." Sivari raised his left hand and motioned for Witt to sit on the floor.

"Your Excellency doesn't have to be polite, I should ask you to sit down first." Witt said.

"What do you mean by that?" Sivari was puzzled.

"Because Your Excellency is a guest here."

As soon as these words came out, Sivari immediately heard that Werther was playing.

"Nope! No, no! Actually, Your Excellency is not the master here, I am not wrong, right? ”

The two looked at each other and immediately laughed, so neither of them was polite, but sat down on the grass together.

"As far as I know, Your Excellency's Northwestern Front originally belonged to the European category, and the European military alliance did not classify your troops as a hostile force, however, it is very puzzling that General Nikonovich, such a wise veteran, chose to be with the Soviets." Werther was the first to speak his mind.

Obedient, Sivari knew that Werther wanted to convince him to cooperate with the Germans from now on. In fact, he had already guessed that Werther would provoke him with such words.

"I'm very sorry, what your Excellency said is too profound, Sivari was born in a humble background, and he only knows how to eat food and be a soldier, but he has never thought about such a complicated issue." Sivari shrewdly evaded Werther's questioning, and even completely silenced the topic.

Witte was a little disappointed when he heard this, but he knew that Sivari was clever and wise, and he would not fail to understand the relationship between his troops and Europe and the Soviet Union, perhaps simply because the original choice could no longer be changed.

Fortunately, both of them are good at adapting and quickly start talking about other topics, and sometimes they laugh heartily together. At this moment, several soldiers of the cooking squad wearing aprons and white cleaning hats carried a table of wine and food to the open space, and then stood aside respectfully.

Big fish, big meat, sausages, cheese, roast chicken, steak and bread, a table full of good dishes, plus four bottles of good wine, just smelling it makes your mouth water.

Sivari's stomach was already growling, and he wanted to get on his stomach and gobble it up immediately, not to mention that there were two bottles of high-strength liquor on the table. However, when Werther repeatedly greeted him with courtesy, he did not move half a step, but showed an unusually sad expression.

"Your Excellency is not accustomed to German food, or do you think it is poisonous?" Seeing that Sivari refused to serve the table, Witt asked in great confusion.

"Nope! Neither, Your Excellency. I am very envious that Your Excellency can drink happily at this time, and I can only look at the hundreds of heroic sacrifices in front of me and weep. Sivari pointed to a large mass of corpses around him and said to Werther.

Witt looked in the direction of Siwari's finger and saw the remains of Soviet soldiers all over the ground, and he couldn't help but feel compassion. However, he also did not allow Sivari to fully occupy the moral high ground.

"I also suffered heavy casualties, and thanks to Your Excellency, it's just ...... War is bound to kill people, and we all have to accept that fact. Witt said.

"yes, just looking at these people who have lost their lives for the war, it makes me feel sad." Sivari said bitterly.

At this time, Werther also felt that Sivari must be hungry, so he pulled him over and sat down opposite him. When several soldiers saw this, they hurried to pour wine for them, but were stopped by Werther.

"You don't have to stand here, go back to the camp, and call Lieutenant Conrad over at once." Witt said to several chefs.

Sivari didn't know what Werther wanted to do, but he knew that Fritz Werther was also a rare gentleman, and he would definitely not do anything to him. While he was thinking about it, Lieutenant Conrad came running.

"I'm very sorry my lieutenant, but look at it, Lieutenant Colonel Sivari is very sad that there are so many corpses in front of you...... You may have to personally visit Lieutenant Colonel Sivari's unit and find ...... Who to look for? Witt looked back at Sivari.

Sivari immediately understood what Werther meant.

"Then find Lieutenant Colonel Stepan."

"That's right! Find Lieutenant Colonel Stepan and ask him to bring two hundred soldiers over and bury these brothers. ”

Conrad hesitated, looked at Werther, and then at Sivari.

"What's wrong? Go on! Seeing that Conrad did not immediately carry out the order, Witt slammed the glass back on the table.

"I don't understand their language......" Conrad said timidly.

Witt and Sivari burst out laughing, and the atmosphere finally began to pick up.

"Oops! I'm to blame for this. Sivari hurriedly took out a pen and paper and wrote a note to Stepan himself and handed it to Konrad: "Just give this to them." ”

"Drive my car." Witt said loudly to Conrad.

"It's a must, Lieutenant Colonel." Conrad took the note from Sivari's hand and ran away.