XX

Danika woke up from her dream for the third time. She didn't expect that just a few minutes of conversation could make her so uneasy.

In the first dream, she lived a lonely life in front of the imperial princess, and finally escaped from the gorgeous cage by swimming overnight, but was dragged into the water by the guarding monster in the moat and suffocated. In the second dream, she killed everyone who knew the secret, set fire to the palace, and became empress herself only to be hanged by the rebellious nobles. In the third dream, the real thing appeared before her eyes, and she was put in an underground cell waiting to be decapitated.

No one came to her aid in that dream, and she had to face her ultimate fate alone. Being in a foreign country, the goal pursued is extremely difficult, and the people around you can't be trusted, and the people who can be trusted are not around......

Thinking of this, the girl suddenly shuddered. "Isn't this my father's life in the East?"

She had always been reluctant to talk to her father, but now the words were still lingering in her ears. In a foreign country where the language is not spoken and no one can be trusted, her father actually stayed for more than ten years, and even stood out in that society...... Thinking of this, she couldn't sleep anymore and sat up and put on her clothes.

It was the second half of the night, and the moonlight was shining brightly outside. Danika pushed the door open and walked down the corridor of the inner house to the courtyard. The Provisional Marshal's Mansion was located next to the original headquarters of the Free Army, and the guards on the inside were almost all removed on the orders of "Marshal Govar", and she could not find anyone to talk to—no, even if she could find anyone, she would not be able to talk to them about her true thoughts.

"If only Soleton were here, the army he stayed in didn't seem to have been wiped out, not far from here. The real thought only flashed through her mind, and a wave of unwarranted resentment rushed into Danika's heart. "That guy has always been in the Free Army, and Anne has been with him all the time, so they must be able to confide their grievances and worries to each other at any time. It's ......."

She paused here suddenly. What was she thinking? Envy, jealousy, dissatisfaction? No, she had known these things for months.

"I ...... Are you scared?"

Danika sat down by the fountain in the middle of the courtyard and looked at the gate not far away. There were two dozing guards by the door, and they didn't notice it. The hidden door is attractive.

Just push it away and find a reason to escape, and no one will ever find her again, and everything here will not be her business...... She can go back to Lenny, go back to the welfare home, listen to the news of the men's wars, and live a leisurely and sure life. There will be no threat of death, no uncertain future, and the only uncertainty may be who she will marry. She didn't have to be scared, she didn't have to maintain a false identity for twelve hours or more a day, she didn't have to work day and night to improve her magical abilities.

Danica's fingers unconsciously circled the pool, causing ripples to ripple. There's no reason why she doesn't have to throw herself into this quagmire, does she? It seems like it's too late to get out of the way......

"Whoa".

Suddenly there was a loud sound of heavy objects falling into the pool behind him, like some monster suddenly rushed out of the fountain.

The girl jumped to her feet in panic and turned to stare warily at the pool. It was not a monster, but a wet young man, who looked no more than thirty years old, and was quite handsome. His hair was scattered against his face, and his clothes were all wet, and he looked very embarrassed. He seemed to have put away some kind of magic, and the light on his body was gone, except for a few filaments that glowed with silver light still wrapped around him.

"This is the military headquarters of the Kengal Governor's government, right?"

Seeing Danika dressed as a maid, the man jumped out of the pool with his legs raised, tucked the hair stuck to his face, and asked expressionlessly as he stood on the edge of the granite pool.

"This is the Marshal's Palace. Are you?" Danica took two steps back and glanced quietly at the guard at the door. They also heard the movement here and were heading towards it.

The man also noticed the guards approaching quietly from his left side. He raised his right hand impatiently, and several of the guards fell in response to the hypnotism.

"I'm an Imperial Courier, and I have to be forgotten about my presence here, sorry. Take me to Govar, maid, right away. Don't panic, don't alarm anyone, I won't hurt you. ”

The hypnotic magic was silent, accurate, and swift, and made a deep impression on Danica. She also noticed the reason why he didn't raise his left hand: the man's left hand was gone, and he had a thick sleeve around his left wrist. She knew immediately that her magic was no match for the Imperial Courier in front of her. He wouldn't hesitate to hypnotize her and make her forget about it all...... After that, it was naturally impossible for him to meet "Marshal Govar". She also vaguely guessed the identity of this man: he was injured, tired, and dusty, but he couldn't hide his habitual calmness and the momentum of his habit of commanding others.

She didn't show the slightest sign of panic, but took two steps back and asked, "Your Excellency, do you mind if I make this place hidden first?"

A hint of surprise flashed in the young man's eyes that was difficult to catch, and he nodded. Danika smiled slightly, and generously recited the spell of "anti-detection" magic to prevent the other party from mistakenly thinking. When she had done this, she put her hands on her chest and bowed.

"Agent of the Southern Directorate of the Ministry of Security, Denika, see His Excellency the Minister. Please come with me. ”

What she didn't expect was that this sentence actually made the young man with a cold face feel like he was facing a great enemy. He took a sharp step back and stepped into the pool without realizing it. He chanted a few incantations in ten seconds, and his expression looked a little shaken.

"No way. I should have gotten rid of it. No way. Who the hell are you?"

When Danica heard these words vaguely, she felt her body go numb, and the space around her was distorted. The blue-white phosphorescent light surrounded the man's body, looking like a kind of protection, and thousands of pairs of eyes hovered around him, as if to see everything around him, and also to see through her inside and out. Seeing such powerful magic, Danika became more and more sure that the person in front of her was the Minister of Security himself. She didn't know what her image looked like in that magic, but she felt a wave of shyness and annoyance.

Fortunately, the end of this embarrassing "identification" was as abrupt and swift as it began. The man quickly put away all his magic, and Danika seemed to be relieved to see him, and seemed to smile slightly.

"I'm sorry. A word that didn't match his image came to Danika's ears, "I'm too nervous. I am indeed the Minister of Security, Sid Nasser, can you tell me your name one more time?"

"Danica López. Without hesitation, the girl said her full name.

Hearing her last name, Sid let out a soft "tsk". "I remembered. Let's go. ”

Denica suppressed the panic in her heart, led Sid to the reception room to wait, and walked quickly to the marshal's bedchamber. There were no guards at the door either, only a few vigilance spells that required passwords, which she recited one by one to open the door. After quickly changing into the uniform of a marshal, she reincarnated as Radetz Goval, still in doubt.

There was only one question left in her mind. What kind of opponent could make Sid Nasser so wary?

She didn't expect an answer, so she had to keep the question deep in her heart. After taking a deep breath, she pushed open the door to the meeting room again.

"First meeting, Your Excellency the Minister of Security, I've admired my name for a long time. She lowered her gaze and took in Sid's expression out of the corner of her eye. He didn't seem to know anything about the tricks they were playing...... But is that really the case?

The Minister of Security was writing something when he saw her come in and hid the paper with a flick of his fingers. "No need to be polite. The situation is urgent, so please gather all your own people. ”

*** ***

Delan received this urgent report from Sid half an hour later. Ironically, this was much earlier than Rennie got the news of the Kengal riots.

Sid used the means of communication representing the highest urgency to deliver the report to all the ministers of His Majesty the Emperor at the same time. Each of the apprentices tasked with maintaining the equipment broke out in a cold sweat and scrambled to transcribe his communications as ordered, and called for the guards to deliver them to the dignitaries who were supposed to hear the report. Each report is copied three times to ensure that no Cabinet Secretary misses the meeting. Even the Emperor himself had to get out of bed and rush to the cabinet room to discuss this urgent report, which was enough to dispel everyone's sleepiness.

The Secretary of State's report was as concise as usual, and it took only one page to shed light on the complex situation facing the South. The military situation was not too bad, the Imperial Volunteer Legion had won a good battle, and there was plenty of time to retreat to the border, and the matter of elections, these Imperial nobles did not care in the first place, they felt that it was just a boring political show. Of all the news, the death of Jett Newton, a former court priest and current one of the twelve cardinals, had the greatest impact on ministers and cabinets, completely overshadowing the worthless record of Flasol Rasta.

"What the hell is he going to do, how could he make such a dangerous plan! Lord Newton is a cardinal, this is a disgrace that the empire has not had in a hundred years, nay, five hundred years! If he dares to come back...... No, Your Majesty, please remove him from office. This guy was captured last time, and this time he made such a big mistake, there is really no reason to pardon him again!"

Duke Loren von Figota, Minister of War, slammed Sid's report on the table, his face flushed, and he roared in an angry tone. Everyone in the room knew that Rasta was his illegitimate son, and that he was interceding on his behalf. Gustav was noncommittal, and it was Prime Minister von Tsalinburg who came out of the round.

"That can't be said, Viscount Rasta has done his best. It's the first time he's really on his own, and it's been beyond our expectations to do that. With 2,000 men defeated 7,000 men, even if an overseas army had rarely won such a victory against the natives, it was very tactical for him to organize a counterattack. Mr. Jett Newton's sacrifice was probably due to the unexpected tenacity of the enemy, rather than to the commander's misplanning. ”

The court advisor mage, Victor of the platinum emblem, echoed: "Your Excellency the Prime Minister is exactly what you say. The Southerners have always been adept at developing all kinds of strange magical items to make up for their lack of spells, and perhaps Newton has fallen into a trap. ”

What he didn't expect was that this statement angered the court priest. Archbishop Ingrid's face turned cold, and he lectured in the tone of an older governess, "I can't think of any trap that can plot against Jett. To put it bluntly, if it weren't for his own choice of death, no one here would have been able to put him to death—let alone those fifth- and sixth-stage mages in the south. Unless they make a magical breakthrough, it is impossible to take out a cardinal who is protected by the gods. ”

Her speech stunned everyone. As a representative of the Holy See, Ingrid has never been so clear about her position as she is now, and even the Prime Minister and the Minister of Military Affairs have not been able to figure out what she wants to do. Everyone knows that no cardinals have been killed in history because they are protected by the gods, but because they are far enough away from the battlefield - there are quite a few priests of the same rank who have died in battle. Von Chalinburg coughed twice and asked tentatively, "So, what does the archbishop ......mean?"

"We have to send enough senior pastors to look into this. Our survival is at stake in theological leadership, and we must do it with all our might. The Pope has seen the signs and he will bless the actions we are about to make. Ingrid said for a long time. She had long received news from the Divination Department of the Holy See, and had a vague idea of what was going to happen recently.

"Click", Gustav's scepter "power" fell to the ground. The Emperor stood up abruptly, propped his hands on the table, and asked, "Has the Holy See seen the omen?"

"Yes. As long as there is no interference from forces beyond fate, we will be victorious in this holy war. The gods will bless this war!"

Everyone except Chancellor of the Exchequer, Mosley Gresham, was surprised. In the last two wars, the blessings of the Holy See were vague and indefinite, and they never saw a victory that would not come at all. But this time, the Holy See is not only supporting them in the war, but also swearing that the empire will be victorious!

"Is this going to be a holy war?" Foreign Secretary Covey Hugh Eagle Wing was so excited that he stood up and walked around the table twice, unable to hide the excitement in his tone: "Let them come! If the Southerners want war, we will give them war!"

Only the atheist Gresham twitched the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he held back. This expression did not hide from the Foreign Secretary.

"Morris, what do you think? Do you want to say that the state budget is not enough? If it is not enough, you should add war taxes! Shouldn't this be what you are best at?!"

The Intre Adventurer picked up his pipe, took a deep breath, and squinted at the Earl of Eagle Wing. "I don't have much of a view on religion. It's just that if there is a dispute over the nobles' collection of war taxes, Eagle Wing Qing will communicate with them, right?"

“...... Won't you levy war taxes on your domains, municipalities, and merchants?"

"It's a pity that merchants, artisans and farmers all have legs. In the empire they cannot vote with their hands, but they can vote with their feet. Collecting taxes in the direct territories of His Majesty the Emperor will only make the Grand Duchyes happy. Gresham turned to Gustav and asked respectfully, "Your Majesty, can you tell me how many troops you plan to use?"

Gustav hesitated for a moment and turned his gaze to the Minister of War. Duke Figota nodded knowingly and reported a number: "One hundred and fifty thousand." ”

Morris replied after a hasty calculation: "150,000 people, and the supply line goes as far as Lenny, nine months." Advance next year's tax revenue, plus four months. It must be resolved within this time, otherwise it will be possible to issue only unsecured government bonds and military banknotes. ”

"Is it true that we have worked so hard to reform our finances for so many years, and we only have this little savings? His Majesty Leostan fought for three years with 200,000 men, and only 30,000,000 gold marks were spent. The prime minister was also skeptical of this figure, which he felt was too high.

The Inter grinned, "This is no longer the time of swords and chivalry, Your Excellency. Modern warfare is about money! 50,000 cavalry and 100,000 infantry are not just scratches of mouth, still less are they arrows that can be used to draw around the map at will. Fifty gold coins per person per year? What are you kidding? In order to organize a large army, it is necessary to have a logistical, administrative, and command structure corresponding to the large army, all of which are indispensable. What about the equipment? What about the logistics? What about the requisition? Now two hundred gold coins per person per year is not enough! Yes, Leostan only used 30 million gold coins in the last war, so he was defeated by the southerners with money!"

Hearing this, Count Eaglewing could no longer bear it anymore and jumped up from his seat. "You southerners actually dare to slander the former emperor! Where do you want so much military salary? I'm afraid it's for you to embezzle it conveniently!"

"Misappropriation is inevitable. But I can say that I didn't take a single copper out of it. If the phenomenon of embezzlement can really be eliminated, military spending can be increased by at least one-third. But I think everyone here knows better than me who embezzled it. ”

Morris's tone was still unserious, but more than one person quietly bowed his head, including Emperor Gustav himself. Everyone knows that every officer of the Imperial Army lives by exploiting military expenses layer by layer. This elite officer class is basically composed of bankrupt aristocrats and non-heirs of aristocratic families, far more elite than the militia regiments in the south, but it is unable to maintain pomp.

"Now that this is the case, we cannot sit idly by. Spring isn't a bad season, right? ”

Gustav stood up from the table, broke the cold, and finalized the final decision. Chancellor von Tchellingburg stood up and tried to stop him, but Gustav didn't give him the chance.

"Send a letter to all the dukes. Within two days, the 2nd, 3rd, 5th, and 1st and 2nd Figota armies stationed at Neuburg and the western section of the Oss River had to complete offensive preparation. Tell the new Duke of Soma to mobilize the Second Soma Army, which is still guarding the western border. The mobilization plan for the follow-up troops will be left to you, Figota. ”

"Yes. The Minister of War stood up and replied firmly, pressing his left chest, "I will try to mobilize as many troops as I can to keep up." ”

Gustav thought for a moment and named the Chancellor of the Exchequer: "Greschenqing, I want 250,000." ”

"Two hundred and fifty thousand?

"I want you to maintain 250,000 men in the south until the end of this year. Only five-sixths of the standing strength of the Imperial Army. It doesn't matter how much you spend, you can borrow money from everyone if necessary with your tax income for the next 10 years. Can you do it?"

The mighty power lit up, its golden glow reflected on the table. At this moment, Gustav Hugh Kirman, looks difficult to disobey.

"Your Majesty, 210,000 is the upper limit. 90,000 in the direction of the Royal Mile and Fort Still, 70,000 in the direction of Figota, and 50,000 in the direction of Soma. Maurice Gresham hesitated and cut off a fifth of the request.

"I don't want to listen to excuses. 250,000 men, plus 40,000 men from two armies as a general reserve. Also, we can't abandon West Rulok and shift the forces of the Royal Mile to Soma. The western route was the main attack, maintaining 90,000 men from the Duchy of Soma. ”

“...... If Your Majesty insists, I will do my best. The Chancellor of the Exchequer paused, and then remembered something, "If this is not possible, perhaps we can learn from the people of Kengrad and set up a central bank owned by the royal family, the great nobles, and the subjects to issue banknotes, so as to put the finances in order." ”

The young emperor nodded with satisfaction: "These are all easy to say, the financial aspect is entrusted to you to coordinate with the general headquarters, and it is necessary to ensure the supply of the army." The rear will be handed over to you. I trust you. ”

Maurice Gresham, a native of Interre, nodded with rare seriousness. "Your Majesty, please. As long as the number of troops at the front does not exceed the number I promised, and the supply is not well organized, send me to the gallows. ”

"I don't need a gallows, please give me a guarantee of logistics. ”

Gustav left the cabinet room without looking back, holding on to the "might". It was as if the emperor saw that the road to a free country was open, right under his feet. The last word he dropped decided the ending.

"The meeting was adjourned. ”

The Empire's vast war machine was up and running six hours later. The first to operate was the General Headquarters of Deresa, then its subordinate logistics agencies, intelligence agencies, communications agencies, and then the various departments, propaganda departments, and external and internal negotiation departments. The determination to go to war reached the ears of all the Cormen through hundreds of rallies, demonstrations, and speeches, and thousands of mobilization meetings were held in all levels of the army.

The Royal Army Command worked day and night to draw up a battle plan, and the first batch of 80,000 Imperial troops were thrown into the Julok front in two directions. Seventy-two hours later, the vanguard of the Royal Second Army, which had already been prepared, crossed the border and crossed the treacherous Oss River to meet the Comen army trapped in Julok. All the troops will be mobilized in five days and all will cross the border within ten days. On April 1, 1666, the Holy Koman Empire was to complete its full mobilization. On the mobilization schedule, it is recorded as "Mobilization Zero Day (MDay)".

Thus, the fifth and final war of freedom broke out.

*** ***

The four-color cross flag still flies over the camp outside the city of Kengrad. The flag has been flying here for two nights and is now welcoming its third dawn. For the past two days and nights, the cannons and gunfire above and below the city have hardly stopped, and every two or three hours the Imperial Army organizes a massive artillery bombardment, leaving the entire defenders of the fortress without rest. For some reason, the siege of the Imperial Army was somewhat ineffective, and there were many artillery shots and few strong attacks.

Even so, they had lost nearly half of their strength in the last two days: one company had surrendered to the enemy in formation, three had left without saying goodbye, horses had been lost, and even the scattered soldiers had enough to fill a company, and the Imperial army had left less than thirty corpses here. Since the Directory's 6th "Metbutsi" Division had not taken part in the battle, the strength of the two armies was actually about the same, and it was not worth boasting of at all.

But in the early hours of the morning, the routine artillery bombardment of the Imperial forces outside the city was suspended, and there was no sign of a siege or a sneak attack. The temporary commander of the defenders slept comfortably until nine o'clock, when he was awakened by a gentle female voice.

"Lieutenant Soleton, get up. Everyone is waiting for you. I know you've had a hard two days, but now is not the time to sleep. ”

"Danika, let me sleep a little longer......"

Naimon rolled over in a daze, whispered to the man, and fell asleep again. This was followed by a soft snort, followed by a deafening sound of metal crashing in his ears. His first reaction was that the Imperial Army had come in, and he rolled straight out of bed and felt the pistol from the military uniform at the head of the bed.

When he came back to his senses, he saw that his beautiful girl adjutant was standing at the head of the bed with a straight face, and for some reason he looked very displeased.

"That...... What are you doing?"

"It's nothing, it's just to wake you up. Anne shrugged her shoulders casually and hid something in her cuffs. It was only a glimpse, but Naimon was sure it wasn't a size that would fit properly into the cuffs. She was really angry—so the boy judged. He hurriedly put on his military uniform and changed the subject.

"You just said everyone was waiting for me, what happened?"

"Well, there's good news. Anne's tone was slightly excited, "The Imperial Army has retreated!"

"Retreat?!really?" Naimon asked in surprise as he stopped his hand that was buttoning it, "Have they realized that it is impossible to solve everything by force?"

"Their gun emplacements have been emptied. Our reconnaissance units have confirmed that the temporary camp of the opposing side is empty. There are no traces of a firefight. Anne nodded affirmatively, "I think Hull's men have finally arrived." However, there were already three or four company commanders who had already led their own troops to pursue the enemy. When these guys see that there is merit to be made, they dance more happily than anyone else. ”

"Let them go. It's finally here...... Reinforcements have finally arrived!We're not here for nothing!" Naimon put on his coat excitedly, ignoring the slightest dissonance. "Great, so the war may not be fought. When the front stabilizes, the matter should be negotiable, right?"

"I don't know, this kind of major decision is not expected to be decided by front-line officers. I know you've always wanted to leave active duty to go to the Higher Army Academy, but don't get your hopes up too much. ”

"But anyway, it's still a good thing, right?" Naimon still trembled with excitement when he heard the enemy retreat. Even if he was just a shield commander that no one agreed with, even if he didn't have the talent to command, he finally managed to make it to the arrival of reinforcements......

Anne patted him on the shoulder. "It's time to go, Soleton, it's too late to strike. Are you willing to let those guys who hide behind during the defensive war take all the credit?"

"Even if you don't want to, what can you do? After all, I still have to fight alongside them, don't I?" Naimon spread his hands, "I really want credit, but it's enough credit for me to leave active duty." Anyway, it's hard for someone like me to become a general, so what are you doing with so much credit that you don't need?"

"What are ......you doing?" Anne couldn't think of an answer for a moment when she heard this unenterprising statement. "More credit is better than less. ”

"Who knows. Naimon shrugged, "Don't talk about it, let's go." It would have been better to meet Lieutenant Colonel Tedwood sooner, it would not have been our job to defend this place. ”

The two rushed to the main entrance of the camp, where they assembled their troops. Anne left a few lieutenants who were reluctant to accept Namen's command to defend, and followed the trail left by the rest of her forces. The route of the retreat was to go south along the west of the city of Kengela to join their main forces, and along the way they lost their baggage everywhere, and even some artillery. They did not encounter a trap, nor did they encounter any other troops pursuing in front of them, until the West Gate of Kengol came into view.

"Look! There are no flags on the gates!"

I don't know which scout cavalry noticed the abnormality in the city first. Naimon and Anne hurried to the front of the procession, realizing that the top of the watchtower at the gate was indeed bare, and that there was no Directory green cross flag or the Free Army flag. There was not a single guard at the gate, but dozens of corpses in blue military coats lay on the ground, the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke reaching the nostrils, and uncomfortable blood and bullet marks scattered everywhere. Looking through the shattered gates, there was no one on the streets of the city, as quiet as late at night after martial law.

"Did Hull's men fight here?" asked Anne.

Naimon cautiously approached a corpse, looked at his rank and collar badge, and shook his head. "No, these are the Directory's men. Had they joined the Imperial Army? If that's true, it's a bit tricky. Now the question is, which way are they going? The footprints and ruts near the battlefield are too messy. ”

Anne thought for a moment, waved her right hand, and ordered everyone: "Quiet!"

Everywhere she commanded, there was no sound. The blonde girl whispered a mantra, closed her eyes, held her head high, stood on tiptoe, and put her right hand to her ear, as if listening to something. She trembled on her tiptoes and slowly, slowly turned her body three times, finally stopping sideways in one direction.

"There was an exchange of fire five kilometers away in this direction. I think we have to hurry, or the companies that are in pursuit will probably not be able to hold out. ”

"Let's go. Naimon flicked his whip and ordered.

Anne hurriedly stopped him, "Wait a minute, Soleton. This could be a trap, are we really going to go?"

"Go. Although they acted on their own initiative, I have a responsibility to them. Naimon nodded heavily, "I don't want to abandon any allies. ”

When they arrived, they were met with a completely unexpected sight. It was not only the four companies that came out to pursue it, but there were two or three regiments!

The force was held by the King's River and a mound near the post road, and was struggling to hold on to about twice as many enemy troops. Above both teams, countless flags composed of three turquoise horizontal bars and azure backgrounds fluttered, and the few "war halberds" and "iron gray crosses" were mixed in and were almost invisible.

"Is it the reinforcements that Hull brought?"

"No, that's the 'Green River' banner......! The Overseer?"

While recognizing the flag, Naimon had more doubts in his heart. Why would the Overseers and the Directory themselves be fighting, why would they abandon their natural defensive points, and whether Lieutenant Colonel Hull's army had arrived? But these questions only passed through my mind. Now it's not about asking, it's about fighting!

"All the troops march!" the young lieutenant ordered.

The troops flanked into the attacking Directory formation. Together with the assault company, he charged at the forefront, which greatly boosted the morale of the troops. The Directory's fierce assault was quickly crushed by this blow, and Namen's forces suffered little damage. After the attackers' Imperial soldiers in gray uniforms had all retreated, the soldiers couldn't figure out which ones were their enemies and stopped the counterattack.

A little later, the commander of the defenders on the hill came to them, also with two companies of reserves. Naimon recognized the major general with a pipe in his mouth at a glance.

"Yo, Lieutenant, it's been a few days. It's great that we can work together again. However, you didn't come at the right time. Egar Eugen, who had been reprimanding him in Kengler a few days earlier, spat out a smoke ring and kindly extended his hand to him.

Events often change so quickly that no one could have imagined. Naimon scratched the back of his head and reluctantly reached out his hand. "Major General...... Have you rebelled again?"

"It's an uprising. I wanted to surprise them before they retreated, but they didn't expect to be calculated. This is a trap set by the head of the Imperial Secret Service. Eugen lowered his voice to the point that only Naemon could hear, "You know what, they've officially declared war on us. ”

Naimon gasped. "Already...... Has war been declared? Is it irretrievable? No matter how hard we try, it's useless?"

"No, it works. We fight hard to at least ensure that we do not take prisoners. Sadly, I can't guarantee that we won't die. Eugen dodged Naimon's gaze, "I'm sorry for dragging you and your people into this trap...... I'm afraid reinforcements won't arrive today. ”

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