"Have you heard? The rebels are not far from the imperial capital. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info", a middle-aged man who looks like a farmer has a grass heart in his mouth, his hair is messy, and he has a few straws hanging from it. He was dressed in a short linen robe, and yawned lazily against the outer wall at the gate at the foot of the wall. The melancholy eyes looked like they had just woken up, and the eye droppings from the corners of their eyes had not been wiped off. He smacked his mouth and spit out the grass in his mouth, "I don't know if the fight is fierce or not." ”

Beside him was a boy of eighteen or nineteen, dressed in neat armor, clutching a sickle in his hand, with a helpless expression on his face. The corners of his mouth twitched, looking at the official road where people came and went, and lowered his head slightly.

The middle-aged man glanced at him, "What's wrong?"

The young soldier shook his head, still not saying a word. Many of the passers-by would look at the two of them with smiles on their faces, and some of the eldest daughters-in-law and little girls made some blushing jokes at the young man. The boy's heart was complicated, embarrassed, and shy.

As the sun grew higher, the boy began to move his legs constantly, and after standing all morning, his legs were swollen and swollen and sore, and now the only thought was to find a place to sit down, drink a large sip of cold water, and then rest for a while. But there was still more than half an hour before the change of guard, and he was guarding the city gate as a soldier, so he could only endure his physical discomfort and grit his teeth to hold on.

It was the middle-aged man next to him, although he had also stood all morning, he always felt that he didn't seem to be tired at all.

"Do you know why I'm not tired?", the middle-aged man shook his shoulders, clasped his hands behind his head, and looked at the blue sky with a comfortable look.

The boy finally looked up at him at this time, and he laughed a few times, "Do you want to know?"

"Think!", the boy finally couldn't bear the exhaustion and the soreness in his legs and feet, and finally spoke.

The middle-aged man smiled very happily, and he was somewhat joking, he raised his eyebrows, and laughed: "That's because I'm used to standing!"

The young man's face darkened suddenly, and he continued to lower his head, and the sickle in his hand changed from a weapon to a crutch that shared the weight of his body, and he gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand down.

When it was time to change the guard at noon, several soldiers came over with enough food and drink, and handed over their work to them, so that the two of them, one big and one young, could rest. The two of them moved their footsteps and walked slowly towards the city, and if they looked closely, they could find that only the young man could not take a step. The middle-aged man didn't seem to be tired in the slightest after standing all morning. He was taking care of the young man's face, so his steps looked a little heavy.

On the side of the road, there was a dignified and elegant woman wearing an expensive dress holding a food box with an unbearable face, and wanted to lean over, but was glared back by a warning look from the middle-aged man, and could only stand aside and look at the young man's appearance at this time and secretly wiped her tears.

Along the way, many people greeted the middle-aged people, and the middle-aged people also responded to them with a smile, if it weren't for the fact that they called the middle-aged man the lord, if they didn't call the young man the little master, I'm afraid no one would have thought that these two people were actually nobles. Not only a nobleman, but also the lord of the city, the lord of the city, and the first in line to the throne.

Lotif is the name of this middle-aged man, as one of the Seven Heroes of the Western Front, the name of Lotif on the Western Front of the Orlando Empire is as familiar as the sun. The people who live here have been cared for by Losav to some extent.

He's a good guy, and many civilians would be very kind enough to say that to those who are curious.

Losaf's life is legendary, he started out as an ordinary commoner, living on the border, and the only thing he had to do every day was to find some casual workers to earn a little money to support his family.

The war and hatred between the Orlando Empire and the Full Moon could not be written in ten books, so there is still friction and skirmishes on the border line at most.

On one occasion, Losav crossed the border with a caravan to the Full Moon, and despite the constant confrontation between the two empires, the people's commerce was not cut off, and the caravanserai became more prevalent. After the official market is closed, if you want to communicate with each other, you can only smuggle through the channel, that is, smuggling.

Smuggling has existed since the time when the sky was full of gods, and it cannot be solved by the power of mortals.

In the course of this journey, Losav unexpectedly discovers an army from Full Moon and prepares to surprise an attack on one of the Empire's commercial towns. Patriotism exploded in Losaf's heart, and he stole a horse from the caravan and quickly sent the information back to the border. Therefore, a huge loss is avoided. In reward for Losaf's actions, the border general at the time promoted him to the rank of sheriff.

To put it bluntly, in addition to encouraging his behavior, it also means taking him as a role model.

Since then, Losav has taken a step forward in the path of power.

Unlike many of the nobles of the interior, intrigue was not prevalent on the border. This may have something to do with the special geographical environment of the border, even His Majesty the Emperor knows very well that the nobles on the border cannot be moved at will, and if you are not careful, it may be self-defeating and cause a big problem.

With the help of others, coupled with Losaf's own ability and level, he gradually changed from a small sheriff to a general, and in several conflicts, he was finally canonized as a nobleman by Orlando VI and guarded the border.

He is a different kind of nobleman, and he behaves very differently from other nobles. He was more of a proponent of the proverb "life is the best teacher of the Desi", so his children received his "commoner education" in addition to the formal education of the aristocratic elite. Guarding city gates like this today is only a small part of his education system. In his opinion, if he can't understand the hard work of the most grassroots soldiers, then his child will definitely not be able to become an excellent general and an excellent nobleman in the future!

On top of that, he would arrange for his children to join him in some of the work that civilians would do. For example, the market helps people to load and unload goods, sweep the streets, and even coolies. As long as it is a work that exists, he will take his children to do it once.

The children, who have just turned 16, have already learned more or less about some of the people's sufferings. It's just that the only thing that makes Lotaf a little dissatisfied is that his child still can't let go of his figure and face, and he hasn't brought him into the big category of Desi, and he still feels that he is a nobleman, and what he does today is just an experience in life.

This is a very incorrect and dangerous idea, but it is a pity that Losaf himself does not have a high level of education and culture, and he will not be able to solve this problem in a short time.

This is also the reason why the young man feels embarrassed and uncomfortable, after all, he and the people around him are human beings in two different worlds.

In the aristocratic circles of the Western Front, he has become a joke. If it weren't for the strength that Losaf has always been, I'm afraid he would have made a fuss a long time ago.

Walking back to the Lord's Palace from the city gate, Losaf glanced at his son, who was held in his wife's arms, and smiled, but the disappointment in his heart did not show it. After washing up, he changed into aristocratic clothes, and in the blink of an eye, he became a different person. His noble, calm, and confident temperament made him particularly charming, and the maids in the lord's mansion looked at him with a little fascination.

"Your Excellency the Generalissimo has asked you to contact him as soon as possible. The butler stood to the side, bowing his head slightly. Like all commoners, the butler respects the lord and loves him from the bottom of his heart. A wise lord will never lack followers and loyalists.

Losaf nodded, life on the Western Front is actually very leisurely, far from living in a tense state of preparedness every day as people in the interior imagine. Especially in recent years, as the national strength of the Orlando Empire has continued to rise, the friction between the empire and the full moon has gradually decreased a lot, and the big chief on the full moon side is not a fool, knowing that the other party is getting stronger and stronger, he has to stretch out his face to find a pump.

Since the end of the Chinese New Year this year, there have been only four clashes on the Western Front, and this was at the beginning of the year.

The rest of the time, I'm basically in a state of idleness.

Losaf pushed open a small door in the study, entered the secret room, closed the door, opened the magic box, stuffed it with the Tiberium hedron and waited for a moment, and the voice of the Generalissimo Grace sounded in the sounder.

"I need to draw at least sixty percent of your troops, is there a problem?"

Losaf considered that he had a total of 40,000 men under his command, and that the six achievements were close to 25,000 men, and he could only leave 15,000 men. This number is a little small, but considering that the full moon has been shrinking, he felt that there should be no problem, and immediately replied to Grace.

"No problem, waiting for your orders anytime, anywhere. He somehow added, "What is the situation in the empire now?"

The Western Front is a very special place, as has been said above.

From the perspective of the nobles in the interior, the nobles on the Western Front are all arrogant and domineering people. Because of the need to fight against the invasion from the full moon, the nobles of the Western Front have the power of "wireless explosives", and as long as they can afford to raise them, they can recruit as many soldiers as they want. It is precisely because of the strong military strength that the seven lords known as the Seven Heroes of the Western Front do not care so much about the orders of the royal family, except for listening to the words of the Grace and Greon brothers.

The royal family gave them extraordinary powers, but also tied them to a noose, and the armies of the Western Front were not allowed to advance eastward at the call of non-royal families. If the armies of the Western Front moved more than fifty kilometers east, then it would be considered a rebellion and would be suppressed.

At the same time, the aristocracy of the Western Front was not allowed to collude with the nobility of the interior, and they had to maintain absolute neutrality politically.

However, the situation was indeed different at this time, and the rebellion of the two major aristocratic groups cast a shadow over the empire. Especially when Grace needed to summon veterans of a hundred battles on the Western Front, Losaf really couldn't ignore it, so he asked.

After a moment of silence, Grace's calm voice came from the sounder, as confident and hard as ever, "There is no problem, it is only a matter of time before these rebels are suppressed." ”

Losaf thought for a moment, said I know, and closed the magic sound box.

In fact, in his opinion, this rebellion is not a big problem at all, as long as the royal family speaks out and mobilizes the nobles of the Western Front to suppress the two rebels in the northwest and southwest, or the rebellion will be completely extinguished in less than a month. However, he also knew very well that the royal family did not do this, in fact, it was still guarding against them nobles in the final analysis.

On the long western border bordering the full moon, the seven lords commanded a total of 300,000 troops, and these 300,000 troops were all veterans of a hundred battles, and their combat effectiveness was definitely much stronger than those soldiers in the interior who had never seen a big scene and lived in a greenhouse. Once these nobles taste "that" feeling, it is very likely that some of the Seven Heroes of the Western Front will also have the intention of rebellion.

Eventful period!

Lotaf left the secret room, and after a moment of silence, he summoned the discipliner, "The generalissimo asked for the mobilization of 25,000 soldiers, you go and arrange it, keep the elite, and send the others away." ”

While Lotsaf strictly obeyed Grace's orders, there were also some people who had other thoughts in their hearts.

Obviously, this is definitely a great opportunity.

Not everyone wants to eat sand on the border for the rest of their lives, let alone their children, grandchildren, and their families for generations. They also yearn for the prosperity of the interior of the empire, and they also want their descendants to live a decent life.

How could Isaac or Pilagos ignore the big bomb behind them without thinking about it? Since they chose to rebel, they would never think that the Seven Heroes of the Western Front would still abide by the so-called rules. Therefore, on the one hand, they continued to attack the east, and on the other hand, they were also sending people to frequently contact the seven great lords on the western front.

At this time, Wren, who was far away in Hegmoria, had just woken up from his slumber, and he was exhausted from a battle that was not long and not large. The sleep lasted from after dinner until noon.

After changing into his military uniform, he arrived at the council hall of the Lord's Palace.

At this time, Moria's officials, large and small, gathered together.

Yesterday's battle almost ended in defeat, which terrified the officials of the entire city, and if it weren't for the timely arrival of Wren's reinforcements, they might have now become corpses swaying in the wind on the city walls. So they need to gather the strength of the majority of the people and try to find a way to keep the city as much as possible and stop the rebels from continuing to advance eastward.

Seeing Wren standing at the door, Hal Ix immediately greeted him and shook Wren's hand vigorously, showing a grateful look.

He couldn't help but be grateful to Wren, at least Wren saved his life and saved the city.