Am I an ominous person?

When Su Junyan heard this, he was stunned for a long time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the bloody woodland, and the body of Hai Chris was placed in front of him, and he asked General Su beside him, "Am I a particularly ominous person?"

At that time, the misfortune of the whole world came towards him like a tidal wave, and he was swept into that unstoppable river, all the way forward.

Everybody, there will be times like that.

It's like Artoria at the moment.

"It's going to be fine. Su Junyan comforted her like this.

He didn't say, "I really can't, just come with me to the Northland."

I really can't do these four words, it's too hurtful now.

But the reality will not be so tactful, it will only send what will happen in the end to your eyes, telling you that the world is so cruel.

Three days later, despite Artoria's best efforts, desperately trying to resist the mighty army of the Central Empire.

But the tide of history seems to have decided to drown out the red maple leaves of Saint Laurent, a piece of southeast.

The city of Moldia is broken.

More than 30,000 people died in battle.

In the end, less than 4,000 men followed Artoria and continued their retreat until they reached Bruges, the last surviving place of Saint Laurent.

This once the most prosperous ***** in the world is also prosperous at the moment, and it is a depression.

The last 100,000 people of Yves Saint Laurent were all concentrated here.

It's just that Bruges has no danger to defend, and there are no deep city walls, and in order to reflect the atmosphere of Bruges, the whole city is completely open.

That is to say, when the enemy comes, there is no need to attack at all, just rush in.

Artoria's last army was also overstretched, 4,000 were the wounded and remnants she brought back from the battlefield, and the rest of less than 20,000 were improvised new troops, completely devoid of any combat effectiveness, and the material was also precarious.

At the end of one's resources.

This is the best illustration of Artoria's current situation.

Su Junyan was already trying to do all kinds of things, and on the battlefield, it was needless to say that he supported Artoria to charge into battle.

It's like a decapitation operation, and he hasn't done it before.

But this southern expedition was commanded remotely by Winnington, who was sitting in the central royal city, and it was useless to kill a commander.

The army is still running.

He had already sent a message back to the Northlands several days ago, asking Griffith to send troops to create pressure on the northern part of the Central Empire.

But it didn't work very well.

It seems that God really doesn't help Saint Laurent anymore.

Artoria retreated to Bruges on the third day.

The staff group under her command was already discussing whether to withdraw directly to the sea by boat.

Because the balance of power is too great.

The Central Empire's army has a full 100,000 troops, and it is still coming in a steady stream of reinforcements, which is to defeat Saint Laurent in one fell swoop.

And all the living forces of Yves Saint Laurent were slaughtered in the non-resistance battles of the five northern cities.

The defense army of Fei Leng Cui City, which could have participated in the battle as a new force, was wiped out in that big explosion again.

The huge knightly kingdom of Saint Laurent, and the southeast lion that has been facing the Central Empire for nearly two hundred years, collapsed, and it was actually overnight.

The unpredictability of the world is really impossible to explain.

In the evening of this day, the vanguard of the Central Empire's army had reached the outskirts of Bruges.

However, they did not make any dangerous moves, but instead projected a large number of letters of surrender into the city.

It reads: The army of the Central Empire came south, not to slaughter and conquer, but only to help Saint Laurent, who was in turmoil at home and in a state of collapse, to re-establish a new order.

If Her Highness Artoria can raise the city and surrender, then the army of the Central Empire will naturally be safe with the inhabitants of Bruges.

Otherwise, I am afraid that some unnecessary incidents will arise.

The threat in this is pretty naked.

And the trick to drive Artoria into a desperate situation is even more damning.

In fact, this letter of persuasion is nothing more than a meaning, if you Artoria disregard the safety of Bruges and insist on dragging tens of thousands of residents of Bruges to accompany the funeral, then go to war.

After Artoria received the letter of surrender, she sat for a long time in the makeshift operational command room.

Then she ordered the gathering of the entire city at the largest merchant square in Bruges.

The lights flickered in the dark night.

The unique sea breeze of the harbor city of Bruges, blowing from the distant sea, blows Artoria's golden hair.

She stood on a high platform with her helmet in her hand, looking at everyone in the city.

She didn't know anyone, not even Bruges.

However, in the last moments of Saint Laurent, she actually wanted to live and die with this city that she was still a little stranger to, this group of subjects that she was very strange.

"I'm sorry, everyone. The first thing she said, "I'm sorry."

The inhabitants of Bruges are silent.

The city in which they live is geographically located, so to speak, and the relationship with Yves Saint Laurent is also very special, in fact, it is in a state of semi-autonomy.

So to a large extent, their feelings for the Saint Laurent dynasty are not so deep.

They often refer to themselves as Bruges rather than Saint Laurent.

Naturally, they have emotions about being drawn into an inexplicable war.

"As the Crown Prince of Yves Saint Laurent, I am sorry to have brought you to such a dangerous situation. Artoria is still apologizing.

"I believe everyone has seen it, and I know what everyone thinks about that letter of surrender. ”

As these words came out, the residents of Bruges panicked.

Looking at the posture of the heavily armed soldiers around them, they all felt a chilling killing intent.

"I didn't mean it that way. Artoria shook her head, "I don't want to die anymore." ”

"Everyone, you are the spark of Yves Saint Laurent. ”

"Of course, I'm not saying that Saint Laurent must always be remembered, I just hope that one day, when the dragon flag of Saint Laurent flies again on the sea, you can cheer. ”

"I, Artoria d. Saint Laurent, forty-second descendant of the Saint Laurent family, hereby declare that the war is over, and that all men, must not, resist. ”

After saying that, she turned around and stepped off the stage, a series of movements, tone, without any dragging.

Like her, at all, not nostalgic, nor sad.

But.

Yves Saint Laurent is really dead.

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The first update. (To be continued.) )