"Marshal Sergei, welcome back from your vacation." The guards at the door opened the door for Sergey, the door of the military staff opened for Sergei again, and the middle-aged man who had just finished screening smiled.

"I'm back." He said as he took out a cigarette and gave it to the guards.

The guards grinned as they took their cigarettes, and the atmosphere eased suddenly.

You see, Marshal Sergei is still the former Marshal Sergei, and these guards must also be the former guards.

Lighting a cigarette, asking about the current situation, Sergei, who confirmed that the current battle situation was good, said goodbye to the guards and walked into the hall.

Untying the pouch of the gun from his waist and handing it to the guards who came over, Sergey noticed his unfamiliar face: "Soldier, you are ......"

"Fabian Doren, the new weapons administrator." An elderly female civilian officer at the counter smiled and said, "Your Excellency, your little trouble has not made you let your guard down. ”

"Ah, my Lady Lillian, if you've ever seen a friend fall on the roof of your carriage, you'll be as careful as I am." Sergei smiled, then handed the short sword at his waist to the young soldier along with the sheath: "Fabian? Good name, good work. ”

"Yes, Your Excellency Sergey, your gear will be in storage box number 17, this is your key." The young caretaker took out a key and handed it to Sergey, and then he took His Excellency Marshal's equipment and walked to the storage cabinets.

Sergei waved goodbye to his old lady Lillian and walked into the hallway.

After passing through the detection circle, he entered the inner cloister of the Military Staff Headquarters, and heard Jon of the Svensson family arguing with another young man.

"Your family must be crazy, why should you touch the property of Harsan Chandler's old family, his little thin field and that mill are so charming, that you can fight for your life to get him?"

Who is talking to Jon?

With such doubts, Sergei walked out of the corridor, and the carpet silenced his footsteps, and it was not until His Excellency the Marshal appeared in front of the young man that they stopped arguing in hindsight, and the two young and promising officers saluted their marshal together.

Jon of the Svensson family, and Lee of the Vince family, and the Vince family...... This family, if Sergei remembers correctly, he should be the child of the side branch of the Vince family, the Vince family and the Hagelberry family are considered marriages, but Lee is a side branch of the Vince family, a descendant of the Doray Vince family, and his family fief is in the southwest, far from the battle line.

As for the guy named Harsan Chandler, Sergei felt like he had heard of it somewhere.

But out of love for the young man, he didn't want to say anything - both Jon and Lee were very good officers.

And what else can the local nobles do, isn't it just a like taking people's property, he saw a lot of things when he was young, and now it's just an old bottle of new wine, this world, after all, there is still too little justice, and a young man like His Excellency Marin is really too little.

Signaling the young man not to be restrained, Sergei bit his cigarette and walked past them.

Wait a minute.

Sergei was stunned for a moment.

He just mentioned Marin...... Isn't Harsan Chandler the squad commander of Marin Gaiat's sharpshooter squad?

The Doré Vinces family wants to take the Chandler family's fortune away? Well, it's possible.

Sergei continued to walk, and as he walked around the corner, he waved his hand to the two young men who were still standing there saluting him.

According to their intelligence, Marin should have returned to the south, and at this time, not only could they seek to seize the property of the Chandler family, but they could even use some small methods to transfer Harsan Chandler to some dangerous areas through the Dorley Vince family's clansmen in the military, or through some means...... In short, it is a good idea to get young people to keep their mouths shut forever.

Interestingly, our Prince Marin Gayat, how much blood will his hands get this time.

Sergei thought as he smiled knowingly.

You see, on the one hand, there are local noble bullies, and on the other hand, there is the just prince, and how many sparks will be sparked between the two sides, it is really very interesting to see.

At the end of the corridor, Sergei, who pushed open the door and entered the combat deduction room, walked to the sand table with an expressionless face: "How is the recent battle situation of Chaos. ”

At this moment, in front of the officers, it was the serious Marshal Sergei.

………………

Marin walked out of the passage, his appearance relieved the guards of the military staff who had already put the whistle in their mouths, he touched Marin with a detection stick dipped in some undiluted holy water, and immediately smiled after confirming that the Marin in front of him was not a monster, he spit out the whistle in his mouth: "Your Excellency Marin, you came here in such a hurry, do you want to see Marshal Sergei, he has just returned to work." ”

"No, I'm here today to ask questions, can I go in." Marin asked with a smile.

"Of course, Your Excellency, please come in." The guards opened the door themselves, and when Marin walked into the hall with a smile, he casually threw the cigarette case with six cigarettes left in his hand to their team leader: "Good work. ”

After the guards closed their joyful expressions behind the door, Marin came to the duty room: "Do I need to store my equipment?" He looked at the old lady sitting at the counter and said.

The latter smiled and shook his head: "Your Excellency, unless I lock you in a closet, your very existence is an extremely dangerous weapon, and compared to you, the revolver in the holster on your waist is as cute as a child." ”

After saying the witty words, the old lady stood up: "I am Lilian Marlene, dear Lord Marin, have you come today for something." ”

"I want to know where Harsan Chandler's hometown is, it's Ensign Harsan Chandler under my name, and I'm looking for him." After Ma Lin finished speaking, he took out the potion made from the World Tree Fruit from his pocket and put it on the table: "Drinking a small sip every day can improve the body of your ladies, and it can also improve your skin. ”

The last sentence was too lethal, and the ladies in the duty area immediately accepted the gifts happily, and the old lady also found Harsan Chandler's hometown for Marin.

About 200 kilometers southwest of Copenhagen, an important town in the south of the free city of Danpu, called Kossel, is regarded as a transportation hub for land trade with the southern countries.

"Thank you, ma'am." Marin smiled and reached out to hold the old lady's hand, on which he drew the emblem of the Church of the Goddess of Harvest while a teleportation channel opened behind Marin.

It was only then that the old lady's eyes finally widened as if she understood: "Your Excellency, what is the matter with you looking for Harsan Chandler. ”

"Harsan Chandler is one of my men, and I think it is strange to hear that he has been home for five days, and has neither written nor spoken anything from the messenger." Marin smiled and took two steps back, he made a noble salute: "If I remember correctly, the Doray Vince family seems to be the lord of the town, what is his relationship with the Vince family in the royal capital. ”

The smile on Marin's face made the old lady frown, but in the end she still said the answer: "It's a side branch, Lord Marin." ”

"Thank you, Lady Lillian." Marin smiled and waved his hand, and the young legend who had completed the aristocratic ceremony raised his deer-hunting hat: "Goodbye, ma'am, may you and your companions be happy every day." ”

With that, Marin smiled and turned around and walked into the teleportation tunnel.

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Konstantin was sitting in his command post, and His Excellency the Marshal, who was playing cards with the junior lieutenants, noticed that his young adjutant Link Svensson had walked into the command post, and he came to the old marshal and nodded: "It has been confirmed that His Excellency Marin is present in the military staff, he asked where Harsan Chandler was, and then left through the portal. ”

The old marshal nodded and put down his cards: "I admit defeat, three, today's cards are played here." ”

The showdown equivalent of a rush made the three ensigns get up one after another, they saluted the marshal, and then walked out of the command post.

And Konstantin walked to the map of the border, and he looked at the town of Cocell.

This is not a bitter cold place, as the south of the kingdom, the land around the town of Cosell can harvest wheat, and there are two large landowners in the town, one is the Doray Vince family, as the lord, and the mayor of the town, and their family owns almost forty percent of the town's land.

As a member of the state church, Harsan Chandler's family had a third of the land in the north of the town, and it was impossible for the Harsan Chandler family to pose a threat to the Dorley Vances family as lords.

But things have changed from two years ago, Harsan Chandler, as the second son in the family, has an older brother and two younger brothers who died young, his two younger brothers are believers in the Harvest Goddess Church, the Harvest Goddess Church has been sending a team to help the believers improve the fields since two years ago, so Harsan Chandler's three-thirds of thin land, last year harvested sixty percent of the wheat in the whole town, and this year is even more terrible, I heard that the harvest is a full seventy and a half percent, obviously a small disaster year, but the yield is higher than last year.

The human heart is always twisted by lust and greed, and they forget what they deserve and what they cannot reach out.

"The other two marshals weren't involved."

"No, Your Excellency, apart from that, Marshal Sergei didn't make a sound, my brother had a conflict with Lee, and he felt that it was too ugly to do so."

"It's not ugly, kid, the world is the strong, the fault is that the weak are weak, they can't protect themselves." With that, Konstantin took out a cigarette case and took out one, which his adjutant lit for him with a lighter.

Then, Konstantin shook his head: "But this time, the Doray Vince family kicked the iron plate, they may think that getting rid of Harsan Chandler, the Chandler family will not have a chance to turn over, but they forget Harsan Chandler's two younger brothers, that is the most fundamental reason why they killed themselves." ”

"Yes, Your Excellency, Harsan Chandler is a member of the National Order, and his life and death, His Excellency Marin will indeed value, but if he finds out that he is not dead, then there is still room for all things to turn around, but if His Excellency Marin finds out that the two children are dead...... I can't imagine what cruel things the red-robed priest of the furious Goddess of Harvest Church would do. ”

Speaking of this, Link also sighed, and he looked at Cosell on the map: "After today, there will probably not be any presence of the Doray Vince family in Cosell Town." ”

"What the Vince family said, I think the news should have arrived." Konstantin asked.

"The old matriarch of the Vince family is now taking his family to hunt in the hunting grounds of Old Hagelberry." Link laughed.

As a northerner, everyone knows that it is extremely difficult to hunt any prey in the winter, and when elk burrow into the forest, all animals of all sizes will hide and hunt in this weather? Drinking the northwest wind in the knee-deep snow in the woods?

Konstantin also laughed: "You see, there is no shortage of smart people in this world. ”

After saying that, the old marshal pressed the cigarette butt into the metal ashtray on the ash rack beside him, and he walked to his rocking chair: "Link, I'll sleep for a while, unless Marin comes to me, or I won't see anyone, and besides, all the companies on the position are not allowed to move one person and one gun without my order......" Speaking of this, the old man was silent for a while.

Just when Link wondered if he would let the soldiers who were willing to help Lord Marlin escape, he heard an addition from his commander.

"Tell the soldiers that His Excellency Marin doesn't need their help, because his soldiers should be about to reach the town of Cosell."

Hearing this, Link thought about it, and immediately thought about why his Excellency would say this—yes, it was indeed time for His Excellency Marlin to support the legion in the north, and it was indeed time to reach that area.

Thinking of this, Link bowed his head in convincing convincing manner, "Yes, Your Excellency, I will earnestly fulfill your orders. ”

After saying that, Link, who got up, reached out to catch the marshal's staff that Konstantin had thrown over.

"Whoever dares to oppose you will use it to break the head of that fanatic." With that, Konstantin sat down in his rocking chair, and he took the blanket and covered himself.

"Good dreams, Your Excellency." Link smiled and closed the commander's wooden door for his chief.

"Lord Link, where are we going?" Konstantin's captain of the guard asked.

"We stand here to block out all uninvited guests for Your Excellency." After Link's words, he plunged the marshal's cane that Marshal Konstantin had given him into the trench in front of him.

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Tonkin Spencer walked through the snow and wind, and as the political commissar of the 1st Integrated Regiment of the First Army, he and his regiment commander were at the front of the line.

"Commissar, I heard you're from the South?" Unlike Tonkin, his regimental leader wore his wolfskin coat, and seemed to be perfectly adapted to such a living weather, after all, he was a northerner.

Thinking of this, Tonkin snorted and nodded his head as a ball-like commissar: "Yes, I have never faced such weather. Looking at the wind and snow in front of him, the young commissar thought of the words his regiment commander used to describe all this.

The weather was fine.

Sunny what? Good what? The snow was scraping like a knife, and it really killed me.

Tonkin thought as he saw his regimental leader walk briskly to a tree, "We're not far from Cosell. He patted the trunk of the tree and photographed the snowflakes all over the world.

"Are you sure?" Tonkin asks - he's a Southerner, and the only thing he remembers in this hellish place is snow.

"Of course, my grandfather planted this tree." Speaking of this, the middle-aged man noticed that the wind and snow seemed to be decreasing: "Look, Tonkin, I'll just say it, it's just a yawn from Lady Winter Wolf. ”

"If you really yawn, this breath is really big." With that, Tonkin sneezed, and he quickly wiped his face in fright—in the opinion of the Southerners, this was not very lucky.

As the snow died down, Tonkin noticed the corpses hanging from the gallows on the side of the road.

"Collusion with Chaos?" The young political commissar has just studied the northern language for half a month, so he still knows the words on it somewhat.

The regimental commander stopped, he looked at the old man on the gallows, as if he recognized who it was: "How could it be them." ”

"What's wrong?" Tonkin asked, wiping a handful of snot as he wiped his nose.

"The Chandler family, how could they be together with the Chaos Sect, this is impossible." The head of the regiment said this and scolded quickly in northern language, which Tonkin didn't understand, but judging by his face, it should be a very ugly swear word.

But he saw a figure.

It was a figure standing in the wind and snow, gradually becoming clearer.

It was a man dressed in the most old-fashioned factory guard cloak, holding a small snow leopard in his arms, standing on the far side of the road and his human form of tree branches opening his umbrella for him.

Looking at him, Tonkin's face showed an excited smile, and he pushed the regiment leader: "It's Lord Marin." ”

As the commander of the advance regiment, Tonkin and the regimental commander came to their commander and saluted.

"It's coming quickly." His Excellency Marin put down the little snow leopard with a smile, stretched out his hand and patted the head of the regiment on the shoulder: "I said that I would bring you back, and I should have done it now." ”

Then, Lord Marin patted Tokin on the shoulder again: "Good boy, I heard that you gave birth to a pair of twins, yes, and besides, your beard is also quite beautiful." ”

This made Tonkin, who had grown a beard, very proud: "Your Excellency! What are we going to do next. ”

He was somewhat impatient to lead his troops into the northerners' line of defense, and let them see what the firepower of the next era was.

"Spread out the battle formation, follow me and the town, I'm going to kill." At this point, Lord Marlin looked to the side of the road, and Tonkin saw the two children lying on the ground.

Two children, two empty gallows.

Tonkin suddenly understood, and before the regimental commander could react, he had already turned around.

"Companies! Expand the battle queue! Enter town with Your Excellency the Commander-in-Chief! ”