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Elena scooped a handful of water by the river, bent down and splashed it on her face, and immediately refreshed herself and dispelled the heat of early summer. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The barracks are close to the mountains and water, which is convenient for drinking horses, and if the stream is thicker, it can also be used as a natural barrier against enemy attacks. However, in the mild dry season, this tributary of the Danno River is only a foot deep, like a thin silk covering the riverbed, and the pebbles at the bottom of the water are clearly visible, reflecting the charming moonlight.

Elena shines on the moon in the river, tilting her head and combing her hair. She looked at the charming mirror image and thought, "I'll be back at Wiener tomorrow." ”

Suddenly, a circle of oil stars floated down the stream, reflecting a colorful circle of light and disturbing the surface of the water. Elena shook her head, threw her long wet hair behind her back, stood up and shouted, "Dimi, Dimi!"

As soon as the fiery tent was lifted, a bespectacled elf rushed out and shouted, "What's wrong, my lord?"

Elena is the executive officer of Elf Heavy Industries. With the triple identity of "former emperor", "presidential lover", and "elf alliance", she is responsible for the policy docking, enterprise capital injection and technology introduction of elf heavy industry, so these elf engineers are only obeyed by her.

"You Xing'er is floating down the stream, and the troops downstream still have to drink water! There must be oil drums that are broken, you go and check it." Elena commanded.

Di Mi panicked, hurriedly called his colleagues, and rushed to the baggage camp upstream. Under the shade of the trees by the stream, 20 barrels of black oil like a hill are covered with tarps. This oil is the designated fuel for high-temperature steelmaking, because Elena spent money to introduce the smelting technology of Elf Alloy in an attempt to establish the first gold steel smelter in Bafaria, so she specially transported these 20 barrels of black oil and steelmaking equipment to prepare for the smelting of Elf Alloy.

Dimi grabbed his trousers and jumped into the stream, and after looking for a while, he looked up and shouted: "The source of the leak has been found, plug it immediately." ”

Elena didn't bother to bother anymore, turned back to the tent, only to see that the barracks were a little messy.

She stood upstream, and saw the glittering stream surrounding the torch-lined barracks, and the streams reflected the torches, which adorned the night beautifully. However, the torches in the barracks were moving rapidly, as if they were being mobilized urgently.

The cavalry hung saddles, the infantry carried guns, and the barracks were like ant nests before the rain.

While she was in confusion, a heavy horse galloped over, and Griffith, who was heavily armed, jumped off his horse, lifted his visor and approached quickly, and hurriedly told Elena: "Something is wrong with our chasers who have not heard back for a long time. For your personal safety, I will immediately send a dragoon to protect you from your departure. ”

Dragoon escort is the highest security measure in the Empire. Griffith said this, which showed his nervousness.

The loss of contact with the chassars directly tensed the sensitive nerves of the officer corps, and the Wiener Legion had already entered the first level of alert. Griffiths finished his military affairs before he remembered that there were still big people stranded in the barracks, and hurried to urge her to retreat.

"A third of the elite soldiers of the empire are assembled in this barracks. Isn't this the safest place?" asked Griffith, Elena asked Griffith, calmly continuing to the tent.

"Lord Elena!" Griffith chased her with his sword, and ran with a clanging of his armor: "The dragoons have been brought into the city, and the composition of the troops here is mixed, except for the artillery brigade and the baggage battalion, the troops with frontal combat capability are only 5,000 people, and the enemy is twice as large as mine......!

"Strategic retreat? You're kidding, Frederick will definitely support us. Elena blurted out. She covered her mouth in surprise when she finished speaking. Elena realized that her trust in Frederick had become a habit.

"What if reinforcements from Munich arrive too late, and if we fall into a siege, we'll be wiped out!" said Griffith, believing that Elena had no knowledge of military affairs.

Elena looked down and thought that this group of people was the main force brought by Frederick. If this group retreated, Frederick would become the next victim, besieged by the enemy legions, beaten as a live target, and unable to escape.

At the thought of this, Elena's lungs felt like they had been pricked by needles, and she even breathed with a faint pain. She was silent for a moment, and looked up at Griffith, who looked anxious: "I'll only tell you one person, my engineer brought the decisive battle weapon of Elf Heavy Industries, as long as you fight against the crowd and hold the position, I can let you win a big victory and increase your military achievements." Do you want to make meritorious contributions?"

"Really?" Griffith took the bait, looking at the busy Demi team in disbelief. The baggage camp was filled with big, strange-looking steel monsters, all covered with tarps, and Griffith didn't know what secrets were hidden under the tarps.

Elena was expressionless and nodded affirmatively: "Yes, I can help you win, as long as you fight against the crowd and stick to this high ground." If you succeed in this battle, the officer corps will admire your foresight, and Frederick will appreciate your consideration of the overall situation—and he will have a reason for leaving you to guard this high ground. ”

"Being able to slaughter an entire company of chasers proves that there may be more than three hundred masters in the enemy army, and it is impossible for a cannon to aim at him. If you bluff me with something as clumsy as a cannon, we'll all die. "That's what Griffith fears the most. He had seen the Grand Master slaughter the palace guards alone, and knew how terrible the paladins were.

"Don't say three hundred. I will help you slaughter more than 3,000 contestants with divine grace. Elena's eyes narrowed, as if impatient: "Do you want to make meritorious service?"

Griffith thought about it for a moment and realized that if he could hold out until dawn, he might be able to support Munich in advance. After thinking for a while, his sense of responsibility finally prevailed.

He rode back to the tent and argued fiercely with the officer corps in the tent of light and shadow.

Eventually, the light cavalry began to line up, and six musket infantry regiments began to form a three-line horizontal formation, and it seemed that they had decided to fight a battle in which they were outnumbered.

Elena looked down at the wriggling torches by the river and thought, "What a decisive weapon...... I don't want to let him down even if I'm left out, I'm probably a fool. ”

She made these decisions without hesitation, thinking so much about Frederick that she forgot to care about her fate.

Elena looked up at the starry sky under the moon and brushed her hair and thought, what is Frederick doing, is he staring at the same starry sky?

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The wind on the lonely high city wall was unstoppable, and the cold of the night blew cool the iron armor. The knights in their armor who were only wearing shirts felt a little cold.

Frederick stepped on the battlements and looked at Elena's barracks, and could only faintly see a glimmer of light, like a candle in the dark.

Filia came over with a red cloak, gently hung it on his shoulder, and asked him softly, "What are you looking at?"

Frederick pointed to the Vena Legion on the horizon and said in a heavy tone, "I should have left the dragoons with Elena. I always feel that the defense is wrong. ”

Filia agreed with his concerns, but couldn't help but comfort him: "You are the great president, of course the dragoons will go with you." ”

"That high ground was actually very important, choking Munich's supply lines and support routes. If you get it, you will be alive, and if you lose it, Munich will be a dead city. Frederick muttered blankly for a long time, and said the truth with trepidation: "What worries me most is ...... I should have apologized to Elena...... Hey, why are you in such a hurry? ”

"Don't be sad. At dawn, the horse rode over, and the whip did not stop, and it took only two hours to go back and forth. When the time comes, you can say anything slowly. Philia comforted him: "It's not early, go down and rest." ”

Frederick nodded, walked down the battlements, and looked down at the staircase behind the wall, but glanced back at the camp with a wistful glance.

Filia saw it in her eyes and thought silently, this person is busy, even if he doesn't have time to speak, he is worried about Elena in his heart, and only in the middle of the night, after dealing with official business, can he pitifully climb up and look into the distance, what a bother.

She thought about it for a long time, but found Frederick standing there motionless, and couldn't help urging him: "If you blow the night wind again, you will get rheumatism when you are old." ”

Frederick did not move, and stretched out his hand to her: "You have better eyesight...... Come and see, the barracks over there, the torches are a little strange, are they lined up by the river?"

Filia ran up, holding on to his shoulder armor, and looked into the distance on tiptoe, narrowing her beautiful eyes and muttering, "Torches are dense...... It looks like a triple horizontal team? That's a defensive formation!"

The air was suddenly quiet, and the cold midnight wind howled.

0.1 seconds later, Frederick suddenly let out a hoarse scream: "All assembled!"

Filia's ears shook from the sound to the point of her ears, and she tilted her head and closed her eyes at the shouting, frowning and scratching her ears with her little finger.

The captain of the guard next to him immediately ran away and gave the order in a hoarse voice: "Pull the alarm! Send the order, the whole army is mobilized, and assemble immediately!"

At the sound of an order, countless non-commissioned officers kicked open the door of the barracks dormitory, and shouted so loudly that the soldiers in the bed jumped up one after another, got dressed within three minutes, carried long muskets and fire sticks, and rushed to the assembly site in a row, running up and down with dry food bags, gunpowder bags, and iron kettles.

In the distance, on the city wall, stood the silhouette of a man in armor, and the cloak was dancing wildly—the soldiers knew that it was the president, who had been sleepless all night, waiting for them to assemble. With this honor, they are determined to assemble in five minutes and maintain the tradition of the parade.

And next to the president's armor, there stood a fluttering slender dress, which was Filia wrapped in red dress armor, and in the eyes of countless people, blooming condescendingly beautiful.

The non-commissioned officers looked up at the pair of silhouettes under the moon, and felt that the cloak and skirt complemented each other, and secretly thought that they were a perfect match.

Only Filia knew that if Frederick had not been obsessed with Elena, and if Frederick had not watched her camp late at night, Munich would not have known in advance about the urgency of the attack on the barracks.

Frederick's greatest concern was the one who was the farthest away.