"Now a piece of news -- now a piece of news -- " The loudspeaker in the street outside the classroom was again broadcasting the battle in both languages. "The 40,000 enemy troops who attacked the city of Dalcanal, which were held back by twenty-four warriors of our army for nearly an hour, have now surrendered for the most part, a small part has fled, and five more martyrs have been killed......"

Luo Aya broke the chalk in her hand a little unpleasantly, this is the third news broadcast by the loudspeaker this morning. Although it's all good news, can't you be quieter? Interrupt your train of thought every time. Luo Aya was just about to look down at the math lesson plan, when she suddenly raised her head suddenly--Wait! What is the idea of these twenty-four people blocking tens of thousands of people? She swept into the class, and the students in the audience listened dumbfounded.

Neither of the first two pieces of news was more shocking than the third, and anyone with a little common sense knew that the cavalry of the middle route army that broke through into the plain could be the opponent of the tracks?

Then it was no accident that Lucha personally commanded the troops to retreat, and then sat and waited for a pot of stewed dumplings? Or is it "a whole family"?

The loudspeaker stopped vibrating, but Luo Aya obviously couldn't continue the class, and I am afraid that this binary equation will not be finished today...... Outside the window, there were bursts of cheers that rang through the sky. The news from the first victory a few days ago was just as exaggerated, and it could even be argued that most people did not believe it at all - but the truckloads of loot, the bundles of prisoners, silenced the doubters.

The captives were sent by truckload to dig rivers and open coal mines - a real "labor camp" compared to the first Elta prisoners of war. The trophies were sterilized and screened, and a large number of ordinary weapons, personal emblems, armor and clothing were publicly displayed...... The handle was inlaid with a silver steel sword inlaid with gold flowers and gemstones, and the family battle flag was woven with gold thread, which was washed and shipped back to Japan for safekeeping...... It's a great collection.

Compared to the iron-sword-and-copper-shielded Elta army, this new opponent was obviously more willing to spend thought and money on these weapons. Admittedly, the outfit of a soldier of the Bimonthly Western Expeditionary Army is almost worth the money of a small farm, which seems like a lot? The equipment of the ordinary soldiers of the new army of Elta is spread evenly among everyone, and it is about the same price. It's just that the one dressed in gold and silver looks more sinful and intuitive.

The flat-headed people who had just come down from the construction site and the factory held their stomachs and pointed out these "exhaustive luxuries of the invaders", from the gold wire on their helmets to the silver emblems on their shoes, before they were willing to go home.

Of course, in the days when the good news was frequent, the residents of the lakeside city not only had the pleasure of hand-picking the Western Expeditionary Army, but also those restaurants and shops hung up discount signs from the first news of victory. Even if there is no news, there is always a long queue at the door of the shop outside the window of Luo Aya's classroom, and the sound of conversation and the shouts of the police to maintain order in the queue merges into a sea of dangers. The teachers who impart knowledge to their students above the ocean are forced to raise their voices two levels from morning to night, but to no avail.

Luo Aya reluctantly covered the lesson plan and wrote the page number and question number of today's homework question on the blackboard. "That's today's homework, and I'll hand it in next class. It's my next class, not math class......" She pulled her hoarse voice and put on a helpless expression. "So that's all for today's lesson...... Class! ”

Only the word "end of class" is particularly loud. Although the members of this special class are divided equally between the members of the Red Dragon Regiment and the indigenous members, it is reasonable to assume that the enthusiasm for learning will be better than that of the students at the elementary and middle schools in China who are waiting for the next class - but no, the Elta people and even the Red Dragon Regiment from overseas are obviously a little repulsed by this kind of formal Chinese education, especially the class before meals is the most inefficient.

Luo Aya sat on a chair behind the podium, watching with her feet crossed and resentful as Gihat took his little girlfriend and discussed where to go for dinner - winning the battle would not make Luo Aya's boyfriend leave work early, and sometimes it would have to extend the working hours of these Chinese workers......

Jihat was very happy today, not only was the old enemy of the Bimoon Church beaten and bleeding again, but he could go to the Paisha County snack team with Yafizerna after most of the class early.

The streets were full of Elta's tricolor and five-star red flags, and the windmill between the two plastic flagpoles of the twin flags held by children was turning rapidly in the wind, and although the Bilunar Western Expeditionary Army had not yet surrendered or rolled out of Hilqi, the horn of victory had already come to their lips.

"Forty-two!" The waitress of Shaxian Snacks' new recruit shouted loudly while wiping the table. Overcrowded snack bars must be called out and meal times limited to ensure that there are seats for customers to dine-in, even at the take-out window. Outside the store, there is a bilingual sign saying "Seven Folds", which is probably the culprit of customers stepping on the threshold these days.

Gihat, who had no shortage of money in his pocket, ordered five or six dishes, and the waitress who ordered the dishes was amazed by the two native-looking customers. Their respective roles as consultants and translators mean that although they are in class, their wages are several times that of skilled workers, and it can almost be said that they can eat whatever they want at the current level of consumption.

"We won! Daddy is back! I want my dad to take me rough to play! A little boy in the seat behind Gihat was still dancing happily. His sister sat next to him and kept motioning for him to be quiet, it was a public place, while the mother of the two children looked at Yafizlna, who was sitting at the table behind the little boy and staring at her, with a helpless smile.

Meanwhile, along the Minerva River near the border with the Westlands, countless wooden boats and soldiers on sampans are working part-time as oarsmen, and the thrust of the current allows them to go downstream? That's not enough! Tens of thousands of soldiers are still running on land in the back? That's not enough! Evacuate to Garcia as soon as possible and get a new lease of life soon! The guys on land scolded Rucha for not being human, treating magicians and special warbands as human beings, and treating them as cannon fodder, while running away quickly...... Scolding and scolding, escape first.

The massive and well-prepared march to collapse in less than a week was expected in the new district. However, the escape speed of the Western Expeditionary Army was also a little redundant...... The new army will not march in three directions until the supply route is secured, not to mention that there are still a large number of routs in the territory waiting to be dealt with by the military force and the security force. The scattered infantry threw away their armor and wiped the dust on their faces, and there was no problem with the woodcutters or peasants who pretended to be local, the language was basically the same, and the physique did not look much different, but the magicians were suffering. It is even possible for them, if they want to, to kill all the men in the lonely village in the wilderness and then take possession of the magpie's nest...... In other words, it is conservatively estimated that even if the tens of thousands of rout deserters are pigs, it will take a long time to drive them into the pigsty.

On a seemingly featureless wooden boat in the Minerva River escapees, Lucha thrust his knife into the dining table. The beef chops and large slices of chilled fish that had just been presented in front of him also tasted like chewing wax, not to mention that he was still suffering from hemorrhoids and was uncomfortable. Of course, the biggest reason was that he had to go back to Garcia with his tail between his legs. Internal and external difficulties, physical pain, and inner pain, all add up to pain. If you can't eat, you should go on a diet.

Since the Red Dragon Rebellion, the Church of the Two Moons has been invincible and invincible. Whether it is a national-level crusade or a rebellion of local forces, the Bilunar Sect is invited to come to quell the rebellion and other military operations, as long as it is disconnected from the Red Dragon Regiment, it will never fail. But now it's okay, Ouffeol, Mondridge, who is closely related to this time, will come to supervise the battle in person when he receives the battle report - will his position be preserved by then? Oh, don't mention whether it will be swept to the end, the important thing is whether the little life will be swept to the end. Two weeks ago, Rucha could have laughed and talked about the hapless archbishop of Wataf, but now he can't.

In the morning, the commander of the Northern Route Army, Yuerde, received a report of the battle, which vaguely stated that he had encountered a bitter battle at the exit of the valley, and that most of his men and horses were marching south from the Minerva River to support, and that he himself had fought and retreated with a small number of men and horses......

"This bastard is also quite good at talking......" Rucha saw the crooked handwriting on the letter, combined with the content of the letter, the fool knew that it was a letter sent by a guy who ran away and didn't have time to write. Fighting and retreating, is it an all-out retreat, right? A bitter battle, is it the same defeat as me? Rucha pulled out his knife and slashed the steak in front of him hard. also sent a brigade to respond, did you kid guess the collapse in the middle and use this sentence to prevaricate me? Your brigade, I'm afraid, will be a long time ago! Die! Light! Let's do it! Rucha was almost frantically chopping cooked meat that could not be resisted, and the attendants and soldiers next to him were silent. Every muscle in the Admiral's body now seemed to be releasing a breath of rage. Of course, most people think that Yurd will not and will not dare to deceive his superiors, but now go and persuade the marshal in the rage, and his dinner knife may be stuck in your stomach.

As soon as the army was defeated, even Maez, who Rucha looked down on the most and could shake the fat when he walked and spoke, almost stepped on Rucha's head, playing with the lord of the army in such and such a sarcastic and threatening tone...... Lucha can't swallow this breath! A favored minister, he actually climbed on his head without relying on ability and courage! If the Western Expeditionary Army is marching forward, and Maiz shakes his stomach to ask for merit and reward himself, there is no problem, the problem is that Maiz can't open which pot to mention now......

Rucha's face turned from gloomy to clear, and he suddenly thought of something. He shifted his ass and began to cut the fish and side dishes in a serious manner, he had already figured out who to sacrifice to vent his anger. After eating for a long time, he shook his left hand and summoned his henchmen and guards. "I'm calling Maez in the cabin, and I'm going to have lunch with him." Lucha forked the tender part of the fish, lowered his voice and whispered, "Just let him not come up, you know what I mean." I'm going to hear from you in five minutes that guy has fed the fish with fat, clear? ”