FIN

The war left Kengel temporarily.

The Provisional Staff of the Central Army was housed in the former Govar residence, and the gendarmes and guards were busy sorting out the materials and equipment that had been brought in from Vodkagrad. The staff officers borrowed the rooms left behind by the 6th Division's hasty retreat to work and deal with the aftermath of the day's battles. The city of Kengrad was re-operational, law and order was restored in the city, prisoners of war were arranged, and military institutions were accepted...... There's so much to do.

The entire staff was shrouded in low pressure, and there was no mood of elation after the victory. The Interre Division had suffered nearly two hundred casualties in the previous battle, only to capture just over three hundred prisoners and thirty-one guns of the Metbyssi Division in return. The staff officers were confident that they would take this opportunity to crush the rabble of the Empire and the Rulocks in one fell swoop, regain Kengrad and advance into the northwest, but they did not expect to achieve such an embarrassing result that can hardly be said to be victory or defeat.

However, when more than a dozen surviving officers of the Sixth Division and the Fifth National Division walked into the general staff, everyone was still in good spirits. Chief Staff Lieutenant Colonel Hull Tedwood rubbed the dark circles under his eyes caused by staying up all night, and stood up to welcome the heroes who had made the greatest contribution and suffered the most. These people had slept all day, and now they looked much better than the rest of the staff department.

"Good work, Eugen senior. Hull stepped forward and greeted him affectionately, "Aren't you quitting smoking, though?"

Like the vast majority of staff officers, they graduated from Lennie's Higher Army Academy, commonly known as the "Military Academy." The two have a lot of different sessions, and they didn't know each other before. Tedwood graduated with a third-place finish, the fastest promotion of any graduate, while the twenty-eight-year-old Eugen flew low in the penultimate place and spent six years in the New World Expeditionary Force before being promoted to the General Staff Headquarters with distinction. When he arrived at the staff headquarters, he was also depressed, and the news about him was all anecdotes such as "the officer who found chewable gums". It was not until this coup that his name spread within the Free Army.

"It's okay to work hard, but the gum accumulated a few days ago has been chewed up, so I have to take two more bites. If you are going to come a day late, I am afraid that there will not be enough tobacco. Eugen put away his usual smile and snuffed out the cigarette he was smoking on the table.

Hull noticed that the piece of paper he used for his cigarette vaguely revealed the words "Order", and thought of the vicious battle that this man had gone through before, and couldn't help but gasp and change the subject. "I've been waiting for you for a long time, sir. You should know him, right?"

"Of course. Eugen was silent for a moment, then suddenly stood up and gave a standard military salute to the commander-in-chief of the Free Army, Field Marshal Conti Fawkes. "Major Eggar Eugen, subordinate to the Strategic Planning Division of the General Staff Headquarters, is returning today, please give your order!"

He tore off the epaulettes of the major general from his shoulders and placed them on the table. The rank he reported was not that of Lieutenant Colonel at Forteburg, nor of Major General when he was in charge of the Division of Metbysi, but of Major as General Staff Officer of the Strategic Planning Division.

This move not only stunned all the staff officers, but even the officers who came with him were greatly surprised. For a while, no one knew how to deal with this scene. In the end, it was Hull who reacted and shouted to all the staff officers: "All stand up!"

Everyone, except Marshal Fox, stood up neatly with a "swoop". Everyone knew that Egar Eugen was the real hero, and if it weren't for the opportunity he created to intercept the Imperial Army, the Intre Division's quick and well-planned actions would not have worked—things could have been much worse.

"Salute to the heroes of Kengrad!"

Everyone's right hand is neatly raised. Most of these staff officers had stayed up all night last night for the unconventional march plan, but their tired faces were still full of heartfelt respect. It is easy to say that he will give up his position, but there are very few soldiers who can actually tear off their ranks with their own hands. Naimon also raised their hands involuntarily, and the entire staff was immersed in a rare silence.

The last to stand up was Fox, who was dressed in a white marshal's military uniform. The seventy-year-old man personally picked up the epaulettes on the table and handed them to Eugen.

"The 10th 'Lenni' and the 6th 'Metbutsi' are both units of the Free Army, and even if I am the chairman of the General Staff, I cannot revoke the promotions that have taken effect. Put it back on, Major General Eugen. ”

"Your Excellency......" Eugen hesitated, as if he wanted to excuse himself.

"Why? do you want me to give you another investiture ceremony, or do you want to take away my nickname 'The Fox of Kemler'?" said the old marshal, "I am afraid that this nickname is more appropriate for you than for me." ”

Eugen, a little embarrassed, scratched the back of his head. "No, no, I don't have that luxury. ”

"Good. Major General Eugen, from now on you are the commander of the new 6th Division. This division will consist of the strength of the 5th National Division and the former 6th Division, and the 2nd Division will make up for the shortfall. Fawkes spoke of his decision, "The Empire could tear its skin open at any moment and launch an all-out war, our Central Army must move forward, and your department may be responsible for flanking defense. ”

"You should still be the first to become a major general division commander before the age of thirty, right? Congratulations on breaking the promotion record of the Military Academy, Senior Eugen. Hearing Hull's words, the people laughed, diluting the previously oppressive atmosphere. Of course, no one knows whether they were jealous of Eugen in their hearts - after all, most of Eugen and his contemporaries served as ordinary major staff officers in various divisions or headquarters departments.

In the midst of this celebratory moment, a herald rushed into the staff headquarters in a panic, clutching a document with a white cover and a red title.

"Lieutenant Colonel, there's an emergency magic communication!"

Lieutenant Colonel Hel Tedwood's face immediately turned pale when he saw the cover. The "Urgent" banner on the cover is at the top, while the "Crypto" is empty. This proves that more than thirty teleportation mages were mobilized to deliver the message, and it is important to ensure that every independent command of the Free Army is immediately aware of the news.

There is no need to ask what it says: every means of communication invented by mankind is designed to deliver bad news faster, not good news. And the worst bad news doesn't need to be kept secret.

Hull tore the report open and read it quickly. After reading it, he repeated the current situation mentioned in the report.

"This morning, the Holy Corman Empire handed us a declaration of war. Their troops had begun their movement three days earlier, and the vanguard had already crossed the Oss River. The first invading army is presumed to have three to five armies, about 10 to 150,000 men, and will invade our country in three ways within fifteen days. ”

A whisper erupted from the crowd.

"Ambras, an important town in the middle reaches of the Oss River, was locked in a bitter battle with the enemy's center cluster, and the 12th 'Oss' Division was attacked by three times the strength of the enemy. According to the current situation of the battle, the 12th Division, which is only 60% full, can only support one to two weeks at most. ”

The crowd erupted in a violent whisper.

"Lieutenant General Pickett of the 1st Division at Steelburg was passive and allowed the Imperial Army to build a supply depot along the King's Road without any raids, and his loyalty was very questionable. The enemy west road cluster avoided Fort Steel, and the main force of 40,000 was rolling south along the King's River, leaving less than 10,000 men to monitor the fort. The movement of the eastern road cluster is unknown, and it is presumed that it will attack the hinterland of Fates along the direction of Champagne and Brandi. ”

A deafening whisper erupted from the crowd.

"Field Marshal Fox of the Central Army and Admiral López of the Western Army are hereby requested to act in accordance with Counterattack Plan No. 6, and the Eastern Army to act in accordance with Defensive Plan No. 5. Signed: Free Army Staff Meeting. ”

Hull closed the papers, took a deep breath, and turned to Major General Eugen.

"They came faster than we thought. Your Excellency, Major General, it was originally planned that your division would defend the flanks, but now it seems that it may not work. The entire Central Army and the Western Army must switch to counterattack, and speed is the first priority. You should also know that one-third of the Central Army's forces are in the vicinity of Lenny, and one-third are in the area between Kengrad and Lenny, and it will take them about fifteen days to reach Kenele. For the same half a month, as long as there was no interference from Fort Still, the Imperial Army could be replenished by water and advance at full speed to Gistov and Kengrad. The only ones that can come in handy in this half month are your sixth division and our second division. ”

"What do you mean......" Eugen recalled his own plan for Plan Six, "our two divisions are shields to hold back the enemy forces on both sides. The Western Army outflanked the enemy's western road cluster from behind, and held Kengrad in the central direction. The other party must rely on the Royal Post Road to organize logistics, and it is impossible for the central government to advance too fast all the way. ”

Hull nodded. "We are desperately trying to hold back the enemy's western cluster and create an opportunity for López, while you join up with the 12th Division and delay the enemy's central cluster. This is the best solution at the moment. ”

Eugen was silent for a moment, took the report and read it for himself, but did not answer for a long time. His hand unconsciously rubbed the pages of the report, the corners of which were gently rolled up and released. Just received the order for a formal promotion, and received such a dangerous mission, anyone would feel hesitant.

"Eugen, I know you're hesitant. This new division of yours is a patchwork and cannot be compared to the 10th or 6th divisions you commanded before. But now we have no choice. Fawkes saw at a glance the reason for his hesitation, and opened his mouth to persuade him. "If the other side is allowed to pass through the northern border, not to mention the 1st Division, which is still in an uncertain situation, even the 12th Division may surrender. We must let them know that the Republic has not given up on them! This is a task that only you can accomplish. ”

The new major general shrugged his shoulders and walked over to the military map on the table.

"Just take it as the price of an exceptional promotion, and I'll get the job done. However, I am not going to face the Imperial Army Group Center head-on. Eugen's finger crossed the map, resting in the center of Julok's northern border, "We're going to take Stillburg." ”

As soon as this place name appeared, the surrounding staff officers frowned. Could it be that this new officer Eugen was enthusiastic when he took office, and planned to attack the 1st Division, which had the most combat experience in the Free Army?

"But whether the First Division is friend or foe is still undecided, is it? General Pickett is a rude, cold-blooded, and difficult to deal with, and I think he is likely to surrender to the Empire. Hull reminded.

"That guy was previously the commander of the New World Expeditionary Force, and I know him well. He is qualified as a bureaucratic general who does not do anything, but he is too indecisive to be a division commander who is actually responsible. ”

Listening to Eugen criticize the previous commander without hesitation, Hull frowned, stepped forward and patted the new major general on the shoulder to stop him. "Alright, let's talk about this new plan. If there is a danger that the rear road will be cut off, abandon Fort Stille and go to the Central Plateau to wear down the enemy with movement warfare. Behind you are thirty-five thousand of us, enough to bring you back. ”

"I'll think about that. So, let's review the plan from the beginning. The first stage of the plan was to capture the ...... of Fort Still"

Naimon had been quietly watching this scene from the sidelines, and faintly felt that something was wrong. Why was Eugen's suggestion accepted so smoothly?

For these high-ranking officers of the Free Army, war was a race, a brutal one. In peacetime, officers are promoted by connections, while in wartime they are promoted by ironclad merit and luck in surviving. There are only so many senior positions, and the winners can move up to the top and the losers ...... They usually don't have a chance of surviving.

If he is very lucky, he has a chance to be the lucky one who will be promoted to the line of fire and thus embark on the path of a senior officer, and if he is unlucky, he may become a 21 percent revenant—the average mortality rate of a low-ranking officer at the front in all battles in history, and even higher than that of a soldier. If you participate in the battle repeatedly, then this number will be even higher. The probability of dying in a war is often as high as 20 percent, or 30 percent.

He knew one thing very clearly: his future was tied to Eugen's gamble, and there was no choice. Until the end of this war, it was impossible for him to go to the military academy for further study.

"At the very least, there is no way to falsify the outcome of the war. A win is a victory, and a defeat is a defeat. Naemon muttered to himself, not listening to Eugen's detailed plans. He found that he didn't really hate the tough challenge, even if it was a bloody war.

“...... The ultimate goal of this new plan was to create a lone force in the Western Route Group, the strongest of the three enemy armies, and force the opponent to retreat. The whole river of kings will be in our hands. The project was codenamed 'Morning Dew', and it was hoped that it would bring good luck. ”

Eugen's voice was confident, clear, and powerful, as if he could see the outcome of the war. Infected by this self-confidence of the future commander, Naimon also joined the staff officers in the discussion of this new plan.

He's starting to get used to it. After all, that's what work is.

*** ***

War is looming around Lennie.

Ironically, the harbingers of war are always the first to appear in less intuitive places. Long before rivers of blood and bones covered the field, long before the rumbling of cannons and the unfurling of flags, long before the big men were impassioned and the little people fled in panic, the harbingers of war appeared. War is such a storm that it affects everything in the world.

Before the Dandelion War, the omen was that the iron pots and plates on the market had quietly disappeared, and no matter how rich you are, it is difficult to buy metal utensils that were worthless in the past. All of the pig iron was forged into weapons, which were used by the heirs of the Elven Empire to fight each other, and finally the Elven Empire itself was defeated at the hands of the first Koman. Before the free countries declared their independence, the omen was a sudden spike in the price of salted fish in the capital of the empire. All the merchant and fishing ships of the southern ports set sail, and sailors and sailors went to the Interrese Islands to fight each other for their faith, and no one ever fished for the nobles of Teresa.

When it came to this war, the first to react was Lennie's magic goods market. The market has been around for decades, and today a blue diamond sign hangs in front of the market's main entrance, indicating the assets of its new owner. Traders with diamond badges flashing blue on their chests and cards full of numbers in their hands climb up and down around the big market boards. Merchants from all over the republic gathered in the market, gathering in front of all kinds of precious stones, precious metals, weapons and armor, but few people traded.

Why? Because on that big market board, ninety percent of the pure pure gold index, ninety-eighty percent of the pure Mithril index, the first-class amethyst index, and the various opal indices are all red "today's skyrocketing" hanging behind. Inexplicably, large buy orders have entered continuously, and the market has risen by 30% in one day, and everyone knows that something big is about to happen, so how dare they buy and sell casually? Market traders are talking to each other, as if they are waiting for something in this noisy environment.

The door of the market is open and closed, and the agents are in and out, but the people in the market are only seen more, not less. Everyone was looking forward to it, staring at the big market board, for fear of missing the moment of the review, and even the carriage with the blue diamond mark quietly stopped at the side door. The driver cautiously opened the door, and inside the door was a golden glow. The bejeweled and glamorous young woman gently moved her legs and stepped out of the carriage, dressed in a seemingly vulgar but vaguely controlled momentum.

"Ms. Lessa, is the result of the bidding out? Is the military bill approved?"

Respectfully asking the question is the general agent who controls the transaction here. This agent has a lot of experience, having been in the market for more than two decades, but he also admires the money-making methods of the female inventor and industrialist in front of him. He had never seen such a capable merchant as this lady and her stewards, whose magical items were as easy to produce and sell as stones from a quarry outside the city. They directly or indirectly control shares in many industries, such as textiles, magical objects, metallurgy, and even finance, and now they can call the wind and rain in Lenny City.

The blonde woman known as "Lady Lacesa" nodded slightly: "We have received 30% of the orders for equipment, 50% of the orders for armor and military uniforms, and 70% of the orders for magic items. Place a buy order, from spot, three months to one year, all - part - all - want. The war has broken out and will not end too soon. ”

The general agent stopped breathing for a moment. The woman in front of her said these figures lightly, which were related to the flow of tens of millions of gold pounds on paper. He has been a trader for so long, and he has never made such a large order. He called all the secondary traders, took a deep breath, and gave a loud order.

"Show your skills and take all the in-demand raw materials on the market! Push the index up, the war has broken out!"

In fact, he had been prepared for a long time, and he had been accumulating everything from magical metals to gemstones since three months ago. But being able to place this trading order still made him feel an indescribable pleasure. Traders scattered in a hurry at the order, rushing around the market, quill writing like flying, purchase orders falling like snowflakes.

"Fifty-five hands of pure gold!" "Thirty-seven hands of Mithril!" "One hundred and ten hands of gum in the New World!" "Seventy-five hands of burning water!" "Seven hands of second-class diamonds!"

"War has broken out!" "The bill to increase military spending has been approved!" The rest of the traders also became excited, and the blood of speculation burned in their bodies. What could be more exciting for speculators than war? The national debt and stock markets are in a state of war panic, and the hundreds of millions of dollars in Lennie City have nowhere to go, so what can they do without buying magical items?

Lesa looked at the burning market and nodded thoughtfully.

"I forgot to mention that we also have a secret order from the military. Gather all the precious metals and wait for them to be blended, and my apprentices who study the art of activating alchemy have the right to requisition them. She said a few more words to the general agent, "In addition, I want you to go to the futures market and order as much black wood and oak as possible for the river fleet, as soon as possible." Everything about the trading market is your responsibility from now on, and I won't bother with it anymore. All you have to do is send the weekly report to Blue Diamond's finance department, who will forward it to my general manager. ”

"Thank you for your trust. Excuse me, do you have anything important?"

Lacesa's smile was a little unpredictable. "Ah, some old debts have to be settled. ”

Behind her, the forward indices of all important materials were like shells leaving the muzzle of the cannon, drawing brilliant curves one after another, straight to the 100 percent, or even 200 percent! This was the most unequivocal sign of war, which ruthlessly predicted the arrival of blood and fire.

The signs that determine the survival of the Elven Empire are steel and horses. The signs that determine the independence of free nations are the ships of the sea and the cannons. And the signs that will determine this war will be......

*** ***

Early the next morning, one of the two behind-the-scenes directors of the Pure Gold Consortium, "brilliant young statesman" Pluto Luthor, got out of bed and ran to the courtyard of the former marshal's palace to take a walk around the fountain.

He was dressed in a neat Intern Division's red military uniform, and walked around with his hands behind his back, as if thinking about something. The staff officers who had just stayed up all night would not have gotten up so early, and the guards at the gate would not stop the officer, and even if anyone did see it, they would have avoided it far away, for fear of affecting the Federalists' great cause of re-establishing political order in Kengrad.

Only Ensign Shalfir, yawning on the edge of the fountain, could hear what her sister was saying—all counter-attack magic from defense detection magic, and illusion magic that pretended to leave the scene.

"Bonnie, is it necessary to exaggerate to such an extent? If you want to talk secretly or use your original identity, just go to the branch of 'Pure Gold' or 'Blue Diamond' here. There's enough anti-detection magic out there, and there's no need to waste six or seven manas at a time like the one you do now. ”

"The fountain in front of you is actually a permanent teleportation anchor, sister. I'll see it when I say that. Bonnie unraveled her Perfect Transfiguration and restored her original appearance. Now, if one tried to observe the square at the main entrance of the General Staff, all they could see was carrier pigeons that had just come to forage for food.

"Yes, yes, understood. As long as you make a note of this, you can come back even if the teleportation magic goes wrong. Anne, dressed in a blue women's military uniform, picked a neat place for new shoots on the nearby lawn, brushed away the dew on it, lay down with her hands behind her head, looked at the morning glow and sighed, "The lawn that is not planted is actually as comfortable as the artificial lawn...... There shouldn't be any magical plants mixed up in this kind of place, right?"

"At most, there are harmless little things like exorcist grass near the church. Even if there are bloodsucking or scavenging plants, they are much safer than enemy spies. ”

"Just kidding, who would go to such great lengths to spy on us two little people? Your new identity has been a little ostentatious lately, but it won't be enough to entice the enemy to use the omen-level prophecy magic to investigate. Is it necessary to even use misleading techniques?"

Bonnie sat down beside her and replied calmly, "Yes." Last week, I had a fight with Sid Nasser and let him run away because he wasn't familiar with dimensional magic. With this man's personality, he will find a way to eliminate my instability—just as I want to eliminate him. ”

"Sid, who is that?" asked Anne casually.

"The first Minister of Security of the Holy Koman Empire. In our history, he later served as the Prime Minister of the Empire, Duke Soma. The first unfortunate predecessor of His Excellency Prime Minister Namen Hugh Kerman. ”

Anne jumped up from the lawn as if she had been bitten by a scorpion. "What the hell are you thinking, Bonnie, you're going to pull the whole consortium into the water! You're not going to talk to me about this heavyweight?!"

"If I told you, you would have stopped me, wouldn't you? The brown-haired girl stuck out her tongue and put on an expression that made it hard to blame her, "I've sent someone to inform Lesa." With her abilities and our security, even the Royal Department of Security will not be easy to attack. ”

"You...... Always so reckless, be careful of missing. There are very few priests in the world who can use resurrection magic, and if you miss, I won't be able to save you. Anne shook her head, grabbed her sister's shoulder, and told earnestly, "There is no point in assassination, stop doing such a dangerous thing." With our ability, we can't defeat the Imperial army in a head-to-head duel, and even if they hit Lenny, we can find a way to beat them back, can't we?"

Seeing her sister's concerned eyes, Bonnie, who was talking eloquently just now, was suddenly stunned.

She shook her head violently, banishing something from her mind that she had decided to forget, and sneered, "You don't seem to be in a position to say such things to each other." I don't know who killed the cardinal?"

The blonde girl was speechless for a moment. "Uh...... That was killed by Soleton, and it's none of my business. ”

"How is it possible? Soleton's level to kill a cardinal?" Bonnie pouted, "Cardinal." Even in our day, this is a high pastor. How is that possible?"

"That's in the anti-magic zone. Who knew that a dignified cardinal church would come and attack, and who knew that a princess would be among the captives?"

"Stop. Bonnie interrupted her abruptly, "Say it again, you just said that there was a princess, and did you tell me about it?"

"She calls herself Reeve Numlock. She was very tight-mouthed, and said almost nothing but who she was, and we didn't even know which royal princess she was. ”

"Namlock...... Coleman...... You've always been sensitive to Scrabble in the newspapers, sister. Bonnie forced a smile to debunk the stupid nature of the Royal Department of Security, "I know a little bit about her identity. That's right, that would explain why the Minister of Security reacted that way. The empire now has only one princess - she will become an emperor in the future. ”

It was a name that even Anne would have heard. "Olia Hugh Kirman?"

"Well, it's the Emperor who revived the Empire. ”

Anne touched the back of her head uneasily: "...... So, the question now is, what do we do with this hot potato?"

Her sister shrugged her shoulders and said in a half-joking tone, "Who knows." Let's take them quietly to Steelburg, and if we lose, we'll exchange her for our freedom. ”

"Are you going to Fort Still, are you serious, Bonnie?" the sister was taken aback, "then...... And who's in charge of Lennie's Pure Gold Consortium?"

"No need. We have enough cash on hand, and the consortium just lets them run it themselves. Don't underestimate our titular hostess. Bonnie's tone changed, "And you wouldn't want to see the business model of this era." I've done my financial preparations, and now it's Fort Steele who needs us most, not Lenny. To be honest, I don't think much of the situation in the early days of this war, especially the unit that you and Naimon are in. Hull's staff had long since decided to send them to the central front. ”

"Central Front?" asked Anne, surprised, "is there finally a war?"

"The General Staff Headquarters judged that the Imperial Army would attack immediately, and the troops would be divided into three or four routes. The problem was that the position of the pillar of the center, Stillburg, was now unclear, and therefore a force had to be sent to carry out the self-sacrificing delay. After the collapse of the Fifth National Division, they could not have found suitable troops, but Eugen happened to appear at this time. ”

"Eugen is a famous general, will he agree to such a half-death mission?" Anne was still skeptical.

Bonnie chuckled and shook her head: "Please, it's the Kengal Fox who commands the entire Free Army, he must have a way to make Eugen willingly carry out defensive tasks and think he has taken advantage." After that, you and Naimon will definitely be strengthened into this newly formed team. ”

"Wait a minute. You know so clearly, did you really reveal another identity to Hull?"

"Worried, don't worry, he shouldn't be your brother-in-law yet. Bonnie laughed, "I just glanced at their latest 'Morning Dew' plan. They intended to use Clad López's Western Army to outflank the Imperial Army's Western Route troops. As long as the Empire's mid-lane army can be delayed, there will be a huge gap to exploit. ”

"What a risky battle strategy. Anne commented, "Wouldn't it be too dangerous to use this kind of script?"

"That's right. A risky decisive battle script, the probability of success is never high. Bonnie snapped her fingers and stood up, "But it doesn't matter how the script is, it's who directs it." ”

Seeing Bonnie's confident smile, Anne suddenly understood: "Could it be ...... Even Eugen will rebel and the Empire will attack at this time is in your script?"

"Of course not. If anyone says 'everything is in his calculations', he must be a liar. In my script, it doesn't matter what the enemy plans, and it doesn't matter if Eugen brings back the army. What I need is not the details of the war, just a war. I can accept facing the wrong enemy at the wrong time and in the wrong place, as long as that war is the right one. Bonnie waved her arms, "What we need is not the victory of the Empire, nor the victory of the Free Nations, what I need is the war itself." ”

Hearing this, Anne's face was covered with a layer of frost. "You look like a warmonger now, Bonnie. I can't understand. This kind of war is so meaningless, so ridiculous, this kind of war has only killing, not construction! Why don't we try to re-establish peace, but we have to participate in this kind of war, and even add fuel to it?!"

"Sister, do we want this so-called 'free' country where only the rich have the right to vote, women and the poor have almost no rights, and even slaves exist?"

“...... Of course not!"

"So, do we want the empire of the north, which is full of feudal aristocracy, corrupt and financially burdened, and rotten theocracy that permeates every corner?"

"Of course not......," Anne paused suddenly, "I see. ”

"In the late Elven Empire, the most serious question seems to be who will inherit this great empire. To solve this problem, the elves fought two Diadochi wars, resulting in the death of thirty percent of the elves. The establishment of the Corman Empire made all this ridiculous. The most serious question in the era of the Reformation seemed to be whether the civilized world should follow the Protestantism of the South or the Old Christianity of the North, for which we fought five wars in the name of freedom, resulting in a nightmare for a hundred years. The real liberal revolution and the industrial revolution made all this ridiculous. But we cannot say that the sacrifices of these wars are meaningless or evil, and we cannot praise the ethereal absolute peace. Without these wars, there would be no progress to change them. ”

Bonnie stood up, her tone unusually agitated, "We don't want a victory for either of them, we want a new country that is different from both the South and the North. What we need is the war itself. The losses it brings are inevitable and meaningless in itself, but we can make it the starting point of a new era!"

"So, we're going to Fort Still, where we're going to witness the sunset of the old days, right?"

"It's more than that. The old system of power of the Jurlocks has collapsed, and someone must fill the void. Bonnie stood up, reverting to her illusion of disguise. "In terms of proxy politics, Machia Verri has done the best, and even later generations have great admiration for his achievements as a man. However, even with her talent and hard work, it still can't change her tragic life. She's dead, and we don't even know when she was killed by Imperial agents. ”

"Dead?" Anne stood up in surprise, "How is this possible?' Machiavelli, just dead?!"

"Dead. The people behind history can only stay in the darkness behind history forever, seeking nothing in life and no one knowing in death. She thought she was a big man, but she died like a little man. Bonnie gritted her teeth and grimly said, "Why do we have to find a surrogate? If Denica's statue can be erected in the New World, I don't see why we can't." ”

Anne suddenly realized that her sister had made up her mind to go on stage. She didn't know what to say, only smiled.

"If there had to be a bloody flag flying over Lennie and Derene, I'd rather be the flag that represented me. If sacrifices and wars are meaningless, I will make them meaningful. Bonnie's shadow seemed to grow huge in the morning sun, "That's what we're supposed to do." ”

And she also chose the main character. Anne suddenly felt a blur in front of her, as if she couldn't see her sister clearly. “...... If you think you can do it, do it. I will always stand with you. ”

In their respective plans, the spring war of 1666, which decided the fate of the civilized world, finally began. In any case, this will be the last war in the name of "freedom".

(End of Morning Dew Scroll)

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