Marshal Konstantin sat in the conference room, his hands on his chest, watching the generals with different points of view on either side of the long table arguing frantically.

These two factions, one of which believes that His Excellency Marin Gayat is their great savior, a savior sent down by the gods, who has united all races that can be united, and now the most uncooperative dwarven clans in the northern provinces of the Northern Kingdom have agreed to send troops to help their human brothers.

The other faction felt that Marin Gayat was a curse, and his appearance had divided the whole army, and now the poor, mud-legged, and aliens had rallied around him, and soon there would be soldiers in the army who did not recognize the company commander, and the company commander who did not recognize the regimental commander, and then, for fear that as soon as the tide of death was over, these guys would gather and rebel.

Neither of these factions could convince the other, so the end result was a waste of each other's time in constant bickering.

"Marshal Konstantin, don't you say something?" Link of the Svensson family leaned over and said.

"Let them get tired of arguing first." Konstantin didn't want to be a peacemaker, and his opinion on these two factions was that as long as no one died, he could fight as much as he wanted.

"I see." The young man took two steps back and stood behind Konstantin without saying a word.

Well, an excellent child, Konstantin so lamented, this young man is a young man that Konstantin has been very valued very much lately, he, like his older brother, is smart, sensible, knows how to advance and retreat, and most importantly - they have a relationship with Marin.

Konstantin is different from Sergey and Cameron, these two old lads are unable to extricate themselves from the whirlpool of business transactions, but Konstantin has never interfered in these matters, he is the marshal of the kingdom, not the peddlers who quarrel over a penny.

No matter how much you earn, it's only a matter of time before you're replaced when you're no longer useful to the king.

In contrast, being able to find a link of connection is the opportunity that Konstantin wants to get the most, Konstantin has already had a nodding friendship with Marin before, and he even broke a tooth with his own hands when he ate bread last time, in order to be able to get in touch with Marin, and even stand with him completely.

As a marshal with a strong political sense, Konstantin was keenly aware of the problem - His Majesty Mannheim had asked Marin to be the mentor of his young son, and the elder Hagelberg of the Hagelberg family even married the only child of the third generation of their family who was born in the Purple Chamber.

In the Northern Kingdom, this is not possible, and without Marin, Lulu Hagelberg would have married one of her cousins, or simply a rookie from the tide, and her children would inherit the Hagelberg family.

And now, she is married to Marin under the manipulation of that cunning old dog.

In other words, old Hagelberg had already made his choice, and he had already chosen the best grandson-in-law in his eyes before the tide of death receded.

Everyone said that the Hagelberg family has had a hard time recently, because there have been two generations of their family who have not been born in the Purple Room, and finally have a granddaughter...... Now it seems that fate is actually pampering the Hagelberry family.

It's just that everyone didn't understand it in previous years.

Speaking of this, Konstantin is also very sorry, he has four grandchildren born in the Purple Room, which was originally a fact that he was very satisfied with, but now that he thinks about it...... He found a problem, almost all the third generations of the families who qualified to let young children into the Purple Room in the entire Northern Kingdom were basically boys, and there was no second girl except Lulu in the last twenty years.

Fate is too partial to this girl from the Hagelberry family.

Thinking of this, Konstantin looked at his subordinates in silence, most of them had already quarreled to the point of exhaustion, and the remaining ones who still had some strength also stopped arguing, they looked at Kontenstine, waiting for the marshal to make a judgment.

"I have heard your arguments clearly, you either hate what Marlin does, or you like what he says and does, based on what Marlin has described in his performance yesterday, and it is true that the soldiers would rather believe in His Excellency Marin than in us, and I am here to ask you why they would rather believe him than believe us."

Of course, Konstantin knew what these soldiers were thinking, His Excellency Marin brought them impermeable black bread, brought them life-saving holy water, and even brought victory after victory, such a commander, such a leader did not believe but believed the garbage here?

I'm sorry, but the soldiers, though mostly serfs and freedmen, are only a little poorer, and their brains are definitely more reliable than those of you who are full of brains.

Sure enough, after Konstantin said this, everyone present fell silent.

Whether it's blowing or black, they all know what is different between them and Marlin.

The difference between them is the rich industry, the difference is the invincible skill, the difference is the boundless courage, and the difference is ...... It is the confidence that can lead the soldiers from one victory to another.

"Why don't you speak, don't you have the courage and confidence to lead the soldiers from victory to victory?" Konstantin asked aloud.

Everyone in the room was completely unresponsive, but Link, who was standing behind Konstantin, answered.

"I don't have the courage and confidence to do that, Marshal."

What are you little bastard thinking, Konstantin turned his head to look at the young man.

Okay, since you want to say it, then let you say one is good enough.

Thinking of this, Konstantin pointed to Link, and then to the chair on his left, and Link walked over and sat on the chair.

"I don't have the courage and confidence of His Excellency Marin, he is a double legend, the Lord of Justice and a double God's Chosen Champion, and I know that I don't have the courage and confidence that he has, because I don't have the strength to match it." At this point, Link looked around and made sure that he did not come forward to debate with him, and then he continued his speech: "But with the courage and confidence to follow Lord Marlin in battle, I know that he is the best commander, the best Excellency, and I will not be sacrificed for a foolish act, even if I really need to die, Lord Marlin will give me a reason to be proud of me and my family...... In this case, even if I die in this tide of death, but I and my companions will definitely be cast into statues, and our exploits will be praised like those heroes before us, so it is enough, you must know that in the tide of death, more mortals will be swallowed up by chaos, I have left my name in history, and I have no regrets. ”

After speaking, Link looked at the middle-aged men on both sides of the long table who were much older than him and asked, "Excellencies, do you think I am right?" ”

There was not a sound from the people at the long table, which made Konstantin laugh - you shit: "Lieutenant Colonel Link is asking you." ”

It was only then that the generals and colonels in front of Konstantin echoed each other.

This made Konstantin extremely sad - no matter how the world changes, the gap between mediocrity and genius is here, it has not changed, and if you really let these wastes manage the soldiers, this is the most deadly.

And Marin came into being in this situation, and what he showed was so good compared to his subordinates, as for Konstantin to raise some questions - who is the top student of the Northern Military Academy, is it these wastes, or Lord Marin?

If you can, be sure to be Lord Marin.

………………

Returning to the line, Marin rested for a day, and in the afternoon of the next day, Marshal Constantine took charge and handed over command of the area to Marin, which made Marin marvel at the audacity of His Excellency Marshal - he left only Stein Mansenheim as Marin's assistant, and left with his generals - it was said that in the west, a new line of defense was being built, and they were going to go there to lay out a new line.

Although Marin was puzzled, the soldiers were clearly very fond of Marshal Constantine's decision, and they ate black bread and drank hot soup, and then tried to begin to expand the defensive line, with great strength and ability, and these soldiers were ready to spend a week digging a hidden hole under the line on the top of the right hill, from which the artillery could sweep the entire line from the right side, from the nearly half-open gun emplacement.

In addition to this, there are more trenches to dig - according to aerial reconnaissance, chaos in the south is converging, and they seem ready for another invasion.

Marin even asked the World Tree Twigs to prepare more than a dozen shallow trenches in front of the defensive line, which prepared a lot of holy oil, and lit them when Chaos invaded, I believe it would give you Chaos a very unforgettable experience.

Marin also summoned 300 Frost Giant's Cooks through his relationship with the Frost Giant's royal court, and asked them to make the Frost Giant's cauldron - a type of indiscriminate stew by the Frost Giant, usually using a variety of meat, edible offal, and plant tubers.

In Marin's opinion, these things were not to be eaten at all, but in the Northern Kingdom, they were already a rare delicacy, and Marin finally understood the fact that this thing was full of starch, meat and animal oil, and in this kind of ghost weather, this cauldron was far better than bread and broth.

That's simple, what Marlin can provide every day, plus what the Frost Giant provides, and the Salomon that Marin ordered from Farol, can basically guarantee a meal every day, and sometimes let the most active team serve a few skewers of barbecue.

A week later, when Lulu ran over to see Marlin, she met Jon from the Svensson family, and her first words were, "Jon, you're fat." ”

Marlin had a question mark on his face, then glanced at Jon, "Ah, really, Jon, your face is a little rounder." ”

The young man touched his face: "How can you tell that I am fat with a full beard!" ”

"You've got a double chin." Marin said.

Jon touched his chin and ran to look for the mirror in surprise.

And Lulu glanced at Marin: "We have known each other since childhood. Then the girl hugged Marin: "Marin, Copenhagen has been full of news from you recently, some people say that you will be a thief, some people say that you are a savior, there is all kinds of news, I am a little worried about you." ”

"Don't worry, I'm here, with my soldiers." Marin smiled and comforted: "By the way, why not in the annex, is there any problem." ”

"No problem, I just wanted to come and see you...... Because the atmosphere has really not been quite right lately, and neither His Majesty nor my grandfather seem to care about the news circulating in Copenhagen, so I want to confirm it. ”

"Now you see it, dear." Marin smiled and soothed Lulu.

"Well, I see, since you're okay, I'm leaving, I'm going back to Copenhagen, I'm going to use my contacts in the newspaper to help you turn things around, that's what my sisters told me."

"Yes, go ahead and do it." Marin personally opened a teleportation channel for Lulu, and after saying goodbye to Lulu, he really wanted to praise his girls who were far away in Sharol - it was great to be able to find Lulu a job she liked to do, so that she would not be bored in Copenhagen.

As for the rumors, Marin didn't care at all—because a large part of them were spread by Marin himself.

You see, self-blackening and self-washing, this kind of operation that does not require the use of the brain at all can completely span eight thousand years, and help everyone in need in the intersection of the new world and the old era.

And so it was, you see, even a clever girl like Lulu had been tricked, and it was really possible that old Hagelberg had learned that there must be something wrong with this, so he didn't squeak, and His Majesty Mannheim ...... It seems that he is pretending to be sick again.

This guy isn't old yet, why has he been pretending to be sick lately?

Marin didn't know what His Majesty the King was thinking, but considering that all this acting did not conflict with Marin's thoughts, Marin didn't bother to care.

Anyway, the streets of Copenhagen are full of people discussing whether Marin is a thief or a hero who saves the world.

Whether it is a free man or a nobleman, everyone is discussing what Marin will do next, and surprisingly, the vast majority of low-level nobles believe that Marin is the savior, while the free people think a lot more complicated, Marin thief theory and salvation theory have a five-five open posture.

I heard that some newspaper reporters will come to the war zone to cover the war recently.

Well...... I hope they pick a good time, or Marin will have to spend a lot of effort to save their lives.