"You've won!"

I calmly watched his orange cheeks illuminated by the fire, and the high bridge of his nose against the light, making his eye sockets look deeper and more charming.

The most terrifying thing is that he still has a wise mind, and the nerves to play with scheming, he doesn't cry or make trouble in the face of strong winds and waves, and he doesn't know that he thinks he is the ninth senior brother of the Wudang faction, and he finally settled down!

"Vipitano is just a decoy, isn't it?"

Seeing that he didn't speak, I could only continue: "I wanted to catch a big fish, but I didn't expect to be bitten by a small fish and shrimp like me, if I guessed correctly, now there are countless rebels coming here on all sides, we are like the king in the wine urn, only to be held down and stewed." ”

The little white face listened to my words, and slowly opened his eyes, the eyes were as blue as the lake, and the pupils flashed with seductive brilliance, so deep that they seemed to be able to trap people, if this thing was a woman, I would have to kill him.

It's a pity......

He tilted his head and stared at me, his eyes full of contempt and disdain.

Although he was staring straight into my eyes now, the gaze in those eyes didn't seem to be looking at me, but shooting through me directly into the distance.

In other words...... I am the air!!

"You Germans are ridiculous, always have a self-righteous face, think of how proud you were when you caught me, and now? It's not even as good as a pug, running and barking at me, hahaha! ”

His laughter seemed to have fangs, peeling off the reserved restraint on my body little by little, making me like a girl who had been stripped of her clothes and thrown in broad daylight, and the humiliation of gnashing her teeth could not be suppressed, rising from the bottom of my heart, setting off a huge wave like a typhoon.

"Actually, we're all bait, you guessed it, Vipitano is a bait for catching big fish, but the real trap isn't here, otherwise I'd be the one who commands me now."

"Your Emperor His Majesty's plan to lead his army through the mountains, bypassing Vipitano to Bresano and the like, has long been discovered, and a larger net has been set up over there, and perhaps at this time when I am arguing with you, your Majesty will be beheaded, or like you, he will be chased by a bereaved dog. What Germany is but a castle built in the sand by the water's edge, which will be wiped out as soon as the tide comes. ”

"What did you say?"

I couldn't control my emotions and grabbed his collar, shaking like crazy, in exchange for you being played by someone as a monkey, and finally tearing off your fragile self-esteem in front of you with blood, can you stand it?

He has a playful smile on his face, like a green snake with every fang dipped in venom, shaking his head and tail at you, take me! Take me!

"Your Excellency?"

Afraid that I would kill him by mistake, Kohler hurriedly stepped forward and held my arm.

Don't worry, I'm not so stupid, Vipitano got nothing, just pointing to this buddy's ransom to get rid of poverty and become rich, can I be emotionally ruined? Joke!

"Immediately gather all the horses, travel lightly and gallop to the Bresano class, and the rest of the soldiers will hold the castle, and if the enemy is too strong, they can choose to surrender with dignity."

I slapped it very handsomely, the voice was crisp and pleasant, and the movements were chic and elegant.

The little white face fell to the ground silently, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth......

"Everyone is only allowed to bring bows and arrows, dry food and necessary weapons, and all the bottles and cans that can't be taken away will be destroyed on the spot, and it is the top priority to leave His Majesty the Emperor now!"

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The mountain is high and the road is far away and the pit is deep, and the army is galloping vertically and horizontally.

Who dares to cross the sword immediately, only General Peng.

Although this poem is magnificent, it seems that no one dares to slash immediately, because this kind of difficult technical action is likely to cause us to be sleepy and tired, and directly fall to the ground and fall into the mud.

Considering that the weather is now dripping into ice, falling on the ground will definitely become a crystal clear eternal monument, and no one is happy to be the quartermaster of this Red Army.

Although high school geography has always been above and below the passing line, I still remember that Italy has a Mediterranean climate, and it seems that it should be hot and dry in summer, and mild and rainy in winter, even if it is close to the Alps, it doesn't have to be so pleasant.

Fortunately, the Italian guide had already died in the chaos, otherwise I would have asked him to explain to me what the Mediterranean climate was.

Not to mention the snow on the road, who can stand the dripping water and peeing on the ice? Before the troops were dispatched, it was still a slightly cool and warm weather, but the war officially started but the snow was drifting, which made people's scalps tingle, not because my traveler even changed the climate, it didn't make sense!

After careful selection, I gathered all the healthy horses I could find, and the fifty-three horsemen were each dressed in light leather armor, and they had only swords or sabers, abandoning spears that were inconvenient to carry.

Most of them are also equipped with crossbows, but the only regret is the lack of arrows, barely equipped with twenty each, the lack of firepower can only be made up for by bows and arrows, but there are very few people who can ride and shoot, and they must dismount to organize an attacking bow and arrow formation, and I seem to have created a precedent in the Middle Ages and created the earliest dragoons.

Without our guide, we are completely blind to the route of the march.

There was no map to identify the location, so I had to find a local from among the captives, and promised to release him and give him a certain reward when he arrived at the place, and finally prepared it before dawn.

Although everyone's faces were tired, and the dark circles under their eyes were obviously like the national treasure giant pandas, the sense of mission to rescue the emperor made them energetic and went all out to the battlefield.

I rolled myself up in a beautifully crafted mink coat that I had scavenged from my little white-faced living room, like a stuffed meat bun with a thin skin, revealing only two small eyes, and scanning the surroundings with a thief's eyebrows.

As for why it's a thief's eyebrows, it's because the wind and snow are so big that I can't open my eyes, I can only squint at the world, and I can't see anything clearly anyway.

"Ask the guide, how far is it to get there, I'm about to vomit when I walk this Italian sheep intestine trail, and it's not a North Vietnamese guerrilla, what kind of Ho Chi Minh trail is drilling."

I shuddered and said to Kohler, who was following me, every word was blown to pieces in the cold wind, as if we were now in a long line, separated by twos and threes, but we didn't have the time and energy to organize the formation, let's wait until we get to the place!