"There are many ways in which the Zigner longbowmen can be defeated, but there is only one in which they can be defeated. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info But many people have studied many examples of defeating them, but they are unwilling to bother to understand why they were defeated. As a result, Zigner has had quite a few victories. It can be seen from this that it is easier for people to achieve nothing by only learning from successful experiences and not paying attention to the lessons of failure. - "Quotations of the God of War: Miscellaneous Talks"

The year 346 of the Gregorian calendar on the mainland is a year that later military enthusiasts love so much. The Zigner-Herz mercenaries, led by Henry "Seaspout" "The Seaspout", officially set foot on the territory of France. In other words, this famous strategist in Zigner's history has finally found the door of another admired strategist. If you use an oriental proverb to describe it, then it is very likely that there will be a "dragon and tiger fight" next.

However, the actual process may be a little disappointing to future generations of bystanders. Under the circumstances, neither Sogrand nor Henry could or were willing to make a big decision right away.

On the side of France, because of the civil war, the total number of troops available has dropped by a third; And because of the sacrifice for long-term economic development, the actual total number of troops is less than half of what it used to be. However, in terms of the overall situation in the continent of Articut at that time, the military power of Farensi was still within an acceptable range.

As for Zigna, first of all, they are mercenaries, and secondly, Prince Henry is still happy to continue to be leisurely in the position of translator and staff officer. He has neither the will nor the ability to take the initiative to provoke a fight. However, it was he who first proposed the construction of a city at the mouth of the valley of Mryat.

The main opponent of the Fallensi, the Mastar Empire, Higrani also announced a major reduction in the army in September. The Southern Army was almost completely abolished, and the remainder was subsumed under the Navy; The Eastern Army and the Western Army were each dismantled by one corps; The Northern Army was abolished from 2 corps and organized into 2 reinforced corps with 5 wings each; The Central Army remained unchanged, but the infantry units of the Praetorian Guard and the Knights Templar were greatly reduced. In this way, the comparison of the forces available to the two countries on the front line of the Sorena River has become a situation of 75,000~80,000 against 100,000~150,000. (The 2nd and 8th Armies of Falencia, plus the garrison of the fortress of Iva, plus some scattered local garrisons, against the two corps of the Northern Army, plus one corps of the Central Army and some scattered troops) Regarding the dismantling of the Western Army, Mastar expressed his desire to end the confrontation at Scaran through diplomatic channels as early as mid-May. As a sign of good faith, Mastar offered to put forward his own conditions for unilateral disarmament.

"What do you think, Chinna?" Sogrend asked as he cleaned up his own plate after dinner.

"Mastar made a high gesture and embarrassed the Pamis. His Majesty Sigrani seems to have cut off the establishment of the six legions of the Empire, but in fact, the strength of the main aspects of the entire Mastar has not been particularly weakened. She cut off the old and weak and unnecessary army formations. The savings and the newly acquired revenue of the royal crown were enough for the Mastar army to be better equipped and better supplied. I'm afraid the strength is increasing unabated. "Gina gathers the plates, and tomorrow morning there will be a washer to deal with these things.

"What is your opinion on the situation in the direction of Gresden?"

"In principle, we should not leave them alone, but we are not in a position to deal with the Iberians and their mercenaries at the moment. 3,000 Zignar longbowmen, deployed in such a narrow terrain, as long as the opposing commander is not an idiot, there is not the slightest way to break through their defenses. ”

"Or do you want to use your brains in other ways?" Thorgrande leaned back in his chair as he spoke, pondering.

"Leave them alone for the time being, as long as the other party doesn't take the initiative to attack."

"I think we should send some people to Numancia."

"Totally considerable."

"Your Majesty Arslang should have a headache right now, but maybe he may have to push the boat down."

"Your Majesty the King, I heard that he has a lot of affairs?"

Thorgrande stroked his chin with one hand and said casually: "Seeing that his subjects can have three wives and four concubines plus a bunch of lovers, while as a king, he can only be looked down upon by the princess, His Majesty Arslang will be somewhat psychologically unbalanced." ”

"Hmph, you men, you are all virtuous." China slammed the plate down.

"Hehe~" Thorgrande could only smile when he heard this sentence, which had been repeated countless times. However, he then rested his chin in his hands and stared intently at Chinna.

Qinna was embarrassed by his staring like this, and could only ask with a little annoyance, "What are you looking at?" ”

"No, nothing."

Gina was a little annoyed by Sogrande's perfunctory attitude, and Sogrend stood up, walked to her side, and whispered in her ear, "From what I just saw, you have the same temperament as other women, and you are very cute." But, Tinna, I hope you'll believe me, too, I'm completely different from other men, really. ”

"I see......" China turned her face away.

"Oh, leave these to the workers who will come tomorrow, rest early, you are very tired." Thorgrande patted his wife on the shoulder.

"What about you? Do you want to continue working tonight? ”

"I'm going to get things out by June."

"Can I help?"

"I'm afraid I'll be distracted by then...... Oh, just kidding," Sogrerd hurriedly parried his wife's attack, "I do need your help, and you are the only one who can help me." ”

"Thorge, I'll be a worthy guardian behind you." China hugged her husband by the waist.

"Thanks, Chinna, I can't believe you've become my wife. I may not be able to do anything for you, but ......" Thorgrande's words were blocked back by his wife's kiss.

Two hours later, in the courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the former residence of Admiral Gran, such a conversation was heard in a bush.

"Damn, how could this be the case again."

"Xiu Yunston, don't complain, who told you not to believe in evil?"

"Why is this happening, he is a beauty like Mademoiselle Lambonte, a lonely man and a widow, and he has been in the same room for half a month, he can bear it, is he still a man?"

"Correct your mistake, it should be Mrs. Luce by now."

"Until the next heir is determined by the Lanfonte family, won't Admiral Lanfonte keep his original surname?"

"Damn, damn, damn!" Xiuyunston has been losing like crazy in the past half a month.

"You might as well bet on a different subject."

"yes, I didn't think of that." Xiuyunston suddenly realized.

However, the owner of this voice does not seem to be young anymore. The unscrupulous youths of the Thirteenth Legion collectively looked back, and they couldn't help but fall backwards in fright.

"Lord Huolin, you...... You...... How did you end up here? Ispar asked.

"Ah, I'm here this evening because of important business, riding a flying dragon." Carl Holling said with a disturbed head.

"Then why are you here?" Haas asked.

"I have just finished reporting to Her Majesty and the Commander-in-Chief, and I am being ordered to meet Lord Luce and Admiral Lanfonte, and by the way I will spend the night." Huo Lin's face of "I came in brightly".

"Okay, let's not talk about this, I'll sit in the bank, let's change the bet." Horin squatted down amiably beside them.

"So what do you mean to bet on?" Kreyit asked cautiously.

"Hmm...... Just bet on the first time between the two of them, who is on it......"

"I'm going to press Admiral Lanfonte ...... above," Xiuyunston said.

"It doesn't make sense, it's the prime minister who has experience......

"It's because the experienced prime minister is the prime minister that I ......"

"You're all going to be discovered......"

The nights are really long, and the long nights belong to the young heart. (Someone's old heart is really old.) Hollin: Who do you say is old? Lao Tzu is only 34 years old. ）

But on the same night, you don't necessarily feel the same way. The new owner of Roland Gaslow Strasse 68 is probably in an awkward, irritating situation. Eugaris moved here at the beginning of the month. There is no doubt that it was once the residence of a prominent Narcybis aristocracy. There is also no doubt that the rotten and corrupt life has sent the original owner to the grave of life.

It took almost no effort for Eugaris to get the mansion, and the furnishings in the house were brand new. Of course, items such as candlesticks and drinking utensils are made of silver, and even the beds are made of sterling silver. The cost of these things alone is about 1,500 solaries.

You must know that the annual income of Sogre is only 120 solari, and the pocket money of Queen Margaret in the first month of adulthood is only 5~8 solari (solari is the silver coin of Falencia). According to the price of the mainland Gregorian calendar for 360 years, 1 solari can buy 3 liters of wheat, or 9~10 liters of barley, or 1 liter of olive oil. Of course, the weight of the silver coins of the Falenci and the Mastars are different, with 1 Solari weighing 5 grams and 1 Dinari weighing 15 grams, which means that in 345 the Mastar actually paid 150,000 solaries to redeem 11,000 people; Similarly, Iberia employs 4,000 Zignates and actually pays nearly 50,000 solaries a year; The 150,000 solidas paid by the Marquis of Rossi to the Farencian side are actually equivalent to 4.5 million solaries, which is 45% of the annual tax revenue of Farency (330 data).

And that's not even counting other pieces of furniture, such as that delicate walnut dresser, which won't sell for less than 50 solaries. the whole house has been replaced with a new fine gauze curtain; a heavy Pamis cashmere blanket; Hitarus's drawing tapestry, and all of these furnishings cost a lot of money to buy. Not to mention the beautiful jewelry of the hostess, and the abundance of beautiful clothes hidden in the huge pear wood wardrobe.

However, even in such a life, Eugaris did not feel the slightest joy. She was wearing a long bathrobe at this time, standing by the window on the side of the living room on the second floor, and the light clothes obviously could not completely hide the wonderful charm of her body. Eugaris gently lifted the side of the curtain and looked down. The man was still standing under a plane tree, staring intently at the doorway of his residence.

"Madame, I've brought you supper."

"Rose, put it there."

"Ma'am, hasn't Lord Omnast left yet?" The maid asked with concern.

"I don't know!" Eugaris lowered the curtain and replied a little roughly.

"Madame, I really don't understand why you insist on refusing to meet Master Wingnast? He loves you so much......"

"Enough, Rose, when will it be your turn to teach me a lesson?" Eugaris yelled at the maid.

Rose is still very young and good-looking, but what is rare is that she is definitely a serious girl. She is also quite loyal to Eucaris, after all, if it wasn't for Eugaris to ask her to do this job in the first place, she is afraid that she will be reduced to standing on the side of the street and being ruined. And a woman of Eucaris's status is in great need of a shrewd and capable manager like Rose, but who will not dig into her corners. Therefore, even when Eugaris is away from home, Rose does not have to worry about her job at all. However, as soon as Eugaris returned, she immediately quit her previous errand and immediately sought it out.

Because of her wisdom and loyalty, it is easy to guess Eugaris's sincerity, and secretly feel sorry for Mazarel.

"Madame, whether you like it or not, I must remind you. Master Ezunast is the one who truly loves you, even though he can't give you these things like here. It's like a different person since you came back, yes......"

"Rose, don't talk about it, go out." Eugaris sat down on the bench and said weakly.

Rose was about to say something more, but after observing her mistress for a while, she thought it would be better to follow her orders. So the faithful maid curtled her knees and withdrew from the inner hall.

Six hours earlier, Mathera had set off early after lunch to arrive at Eugaris's new residence. This information is easy to obtain, and the move of the other party is fanfare. However, when Mazarel arrived at the door of Roland Gaslow Street 68 with great expectations, the gatekeeper unceremoniously closed him.

"Madame has gone out." In this way, the dragoon generals can be sent away.

"Can I go in and wait for her? As you know, the hostess and I are actually acquainted. Mazarel said humbly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ecnast, but my lady didn't tell you to be one of the guests who could be treated with such privileges, so please go back." The gatekeeper replied coldly.

"Yes...... Is that so? Mazarel bowed his head a little gloomily.

"Then I'll come back in a few hours." The dragoon general's words were not only for the other party, but also for himself.

Over the next six hours, Mazarel came to the door three more times. But every time he got the same answer. At the end of the day, Mazarel decided not to leave the street, so he chose a nearby area and paced back and forth there, waiting for an unlikely moment.

And at this moment, just as Mazarel lost his patience and prepared to leave this place. A sumptuous carriage came from the west side, and in a short time it came to a safe stop at the gate of number 68. Mazarel mistakenly thought it was Eugaris back, so he took a few steps forward to talk to the other man. Soon he stopped, however, for it was evident that he was a Narcybis gentleman who had come out of the car, and the gatekeeper immediately greeted him with courtesy. Mazarel felt unusually humiliated at this moment, and he stood there stunned, and he could clearly feel the blood rushing up his head and his face burning violently. His right hand gripped the corner of his coat tightly, turning the material into a crumpled ball of cloth, and then turned around stiffly. Taking a slow step, and after dragging the other leg up, Mazarel walked briskly towards the east side of the street.

"Lord Mazarel?!" A somewhat familiar voice called the attention of the dragoon general.

"Oh, it's you." Mazarel stopped, looked up and saw the other, and he tried his best to hide his emotions. "Lord Larson, where are you going at this time?"

It was already getting dark, and Larson was a little shy by the other party's question, so he didn't succeed in covering up Mazarel. So he scratched his head and replied, "Uh...... I was ordered by the Prime Minister to deal with a case of a municipal project, and I had to consult Rabelais on some technical matters...... Marquis, just ...... That's it. ”

"That's the case, then I won't bother you."

"Ah, you too, have a nice evening."

"Have a nice evening too."

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Although they also said goodbye, the mood of the two people was very different.

"Hope and despair exist in this world at the same time, and they often pass by." - Ancient Efini proverb.