ps: Dizzy and headwatered and fell asleep first.

PS2: Ask for a ticket on Monday.

After reading the four reports one by one, Evan Ian lit a flame in his hand and burned all the documents with his hands.

Looking up to see that the time was almost up, Evan Ian got up, straightened his collar in front of the mirror on the desk, and then rang the bell: "Iofita." ”

Hearing the call, the white-haired maid lowered her head and pushed the door and walked in.

Evanian put the white smiley mask on his face and casually buttoned the black brimmed hat to his head. In the middle of the large-brimmed hat was a rose-shaped badge that shimmered with silver: "It's almost time, let's go." ”

"Yes, Master Ian. Hearing Evan Ian's words, Iofita took a step back and propped up the door, her lake-green eyes quietly watched Evan Ian walk past her, gently closing the door and keeping up with him, "Do you need to prepare the carriage?"

Evan Ian arranged the cuffs of the short vest, and he was dressed in black like ink, but he had a bit of the charm of the Galalt back then, but if the appearance of the Galt black robe flying, like a crow flapping its wings, then now Evan Ian, the hem of the black military uniform with strong edges and corners is flying, revealing the supreme majesty of the stretched wings of the black young dragon.

The maid, the guard, the butler, saw Evan Ian walking out of the study, as if she had seen Feldnan Ian himself, bowed her head humbly, and retreated into the corner.

Even the silver-armored swordsman, the swordswoman with the visor on her head, and each of them certified as a true knight, couldn't help but draw the sword in their hand and kneel down on one knee the moment they saw Evan Ian, offering the highest respect to their lord and sword master.

"Young Master Ian, do you need to let the maid swordsmen accompany you?" folded her hands on her abdomen, calmly following Evan Ian less than a step behind, her skirt fluttering but not her toes, the maid chief with perfect etiquette whispered to her master in front of her.

In the face of Iophta's inquiry, Evan Ian raised his hand without looking back, raised his index finger and middle finger, and stopped her: "No need, after my father left, the defense of the Duke's Palace was already very weak, so they should stay and watch the house." ”

Each handmaiden knight is a loyal swordsman carefully selected by Suzo from among the orphans, living in the Duke's palace from a snack, and the only swordsmanship instructor is also the Black Rose near the Elector of Iofita and Ferdinand, although the teaching time is still shallow, and there may be a slight flaw in strength, but in terms of teamwork and loyalty, it can be compared to the dead soldiers raised by some nobles- Or in other words, this handmaiden knight, who has less than 100 people and is an average swordsman and a mid-level swordsman, is the most vicious group of rabid dogs that Su Zuo has kept in captivity, and is the foundation of the next generation of 100 Black Rose Near-Election Officers.

In the vast garden outside the Duke's Palace, which was as huge as a small castle, girls dressed in maid costumes lined up in two rows, lined up on the side of the road, and the brown-haired girl holding a command knife gave an order, erected a long knife and pointed obliquely into the sky: "For the Silver Rose and the Empire!"

The heels of the women's boots "snapped" and came together, and the black arrow-made rifle that was incompatible with the fluttering maid group was lifted, leaning against the chest, and then the butt of the rifle was on the shoulder, more than 300 rifles pierced like a forest, and the girls' coquettish voices were not lacking in strength: "For the Silver Rose and the Empire!"

Although he has been exempted from being a soldier, he did not salute, but looking at the black-robed and masked youth, the eyes of the girls were full of military pride and glory, and there was a little admiration with girlish feelings.

Evanian raised his hand and returned a military salute: "For the Empire and the Emperor!"

As direct beneficiaries of the slave abolition movement that swept through the South Ridge, these girls had the same high reverence and gratitude for Evanian who rescued them, as well as the maid swordsmen, both in the initial military training and in their words and deeds after entering the Duke's Palace.

In addition to the most basic, 300-gun rifles, the maid garden guard was armed with six 2-pounder smoothbore guns and two 7-pounder rifles.

In normal times, they used rubber bullets and stunned gas shells to expel the crowd in front of the Duke's Palace, but in real wartime, they can immediately be equipped with lead bullets placed in the ammunition depot, transforming them into a standard tactical battalion equipped with 60 rounds of ammunition each, 3 grenade scrolls, 2 flash scrolls and 1 smoke scroll, and also has the firepower of a battalion-sized tactical artillery platoon.

Such a troop strength, coupled with the Duke's Palace's own defensive system and a 30-person maid mage team, it is impossible for two truth-level powerhouses, or a combat force of less than a thousand people, to penetrate at all-

But this also proves from the side how jealous Ian's father and son should be......

The news of the return of the expeditionary force had spread throughout the city long ago.

Although the original base of the new model army, which was the main force of the expedition, was built by Evan Ian with emancipated serfs, almost all of the nearly 25,000 recruits recruited in the second expansion after the end of the first five-year plan were natives of Rose County.

So, as in the past few decades, the citizens of the White Rose City inquired about the time of the return of the expeditionary force train early, spontaneously prepared bouquets and ribbons for cheering, and gathered in front of the Paris Square in front of the station, waiting for the soldiers to appear.

Dressed in a black military uniform and wearing a white smiley face mask with a blue-purple lightning bolt pattern on his right eye, the citizens stood on tiptoe at the black figure standing in front of the closed steel gate of the train station with his hands behind his back, and pointed—

"That's the Little Duke of Evanian......"

"Is it really him? always wearing a mask, I've never seen him look like before, and now it's just a stand-in. ”

"No, right? On such an important occasion, it should be a real person, right?"

"Cut, don't you know? Those nobles hate the little duke, those damn imperial parasites......"

"Don't mention those bastards...... Only someone like the little Duke of Evan can be said to be a real nobleman of the empire!"

Ignoring the whispers of the citizens, Evanian looked up at his watch. Although it had been nine years since the triumph had been seen, the people were very excited about it, but the sheriff and the city lieutenant were in charge of maintaining order, and it was not to the point of forgetting the seriousness.

The silver prophetic dial showed that the time was almost up, and Evan Ian looked up and nodded to Sindra Gleheit, the captain of the city lieutenant who was looking at him.

Syndra, who was wearing a brand-new black old-fashioned uniform, looked solemn, and turned his head to look in the direction of the square with a straight face: "Silence!"

With his order, the city lieutenants on the left and right shouted with him, and one after another the shouts spread along the Place de Paris to the far side of the street, spreading to all corners of the city like a sound game, and for a while, it seemed that even the whole White Rose City was completely silent.

Above the square, a flock of birds flapped their wings, and Evanian said lightly, "Open the gate." ”

Ten city lieutenants worked together: "Haah——!"

Boom –

The door of steel suddenly opened.

The moment the crack in the door opened, it seemed to be a signal of the beginning, and before they could see the inside of the door, the citizens in bright clothes and holding garlands in their hands had already begun to cheer. The men shook the bouquets in their hands vigorously, the colorful ribbons were waved excitedly by the women, and the young girls held their faces in their hands and let out screams of excitement, and even the children, who had no idea what was going to happen, couldn't help but jump through the excited crowd with joy, trying to find a place where they could see more clearly—

And then—

Gradually, more and more people saw the strangeness, and the cheers gradually quieted down, as if someone had reached out and grabbed everyone in the square by the neck.

Evanian reached out and tugged at the brim of his hat, lowering his gaze a little.

already knew the inside story, he was dressed in plain black, but at this moment, he looked like the only person who could be called a well-dressed person among the countless brightly dressed people present.

Facing the soldiers who gradually emerged from the open steel gate, Evanian raised his hand and placed it next to his temple: "For the heroes who have to be heroes-

"Salute!"

Smack-

In the sky of gunpowder and gunsmoke, the trigger of the salute gun facing the sky was pulled......

Emerson was the first to walk out of the door with a Medal of Valor and an Order of the Iron Rose pinned to his chest, and on his shoulders was a new sergeant—

and a heavy coffin.

The silent heroes walk side by side with the living heroes, they leave side by side, they return side by side, face the horrors of war together, and face the glory of victory together.

Emerson, along with three colleagues around him, steadily carried the coffin on his shoulder, and walked out of the station gate step by step. Emerson only felt that the burden on his shoulders was so heavy, so heavy, and so light, because life was so light, and his soul was gone.

Emerson silently stared at the countless pairs of stunned eyes in front of him, his hands clasped tightly on the coffin until the strands were deeply embedded between his fingers.

War is like a nightmare, and anyone can be afraid of it, because no one wants to die young.

When we finally returned, he was lying in a coffin, covered with the Imperial flag, and I was holding his body with a medal on his chest.

Tears had already filled his eyes, and even the Duke could not walk before the hero and enjoy the glory of the first cheer. Even if they just have to be heroes, even if their lives are fleeting, they are still models of justice. Remember, they are heroes who have to be heroes, we know them so well, that even now, we can still see their faces, hear their voices, feel their souls, be with us—

The heroes of the living walk side by side with the heroes of the dead, proudly holding their heads high, sharing the glory and cheers of victory.

Emerson bit his lip, forcibly suppressed the tremor of his legs, and in the loud singing of the military band, step by step, walked through the victory gate in the square, carrying the coffin, and walking in the direction of the martyrs' cemetery......

"You've done a great job in my absence. ”

Dressed in black, Feldennan and Evan Ian stood side by side on the rostrum of the suburban cemetery, watching the new non-commissioned officers bury their comrades one by one.

Wearing a black robe was only a habit for Ferdinand, and he certainly wouldn't feel sad about the death of 3,000 soldiers in his life. In fact, as the Duke of Silver Rose, who had fought all his life with the people of Nanling, in his opinion, this expedition could be described as perfect and miraculous, and what made him extremely proud and proud was that all this victory and glory came from his son.

"It's a good idea to make a promoted soldier remember his comrades who died in battle, so that he doesn't immediately become arrogant because he was rewarded. Feldenand commented on Suzo's arrangement with the characteristic thinking of the aristocracy, and he had no opinion on his appearance being lined up after the soldiers, because it was his own son, and his pride choreographed a triumphal ceremony, so he was happy to see this arrangement come to fruition.

"Hmm......" Evan Ian looked at the rows of cemeteries in front of him, and he was a little distracted, and he just nodded subconsciously in response to the duke's inquiry.

"Evan, I can say with great confidence that you are already one of the most talented people in the younger generation of the Empire, so since I'm back, then don't work so hard, relax and go around, your health is too bad. The Grand Duke looked at his son, and the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became, he was not intimidated by Evan Ian's almost demonic wisdom. Because every few decades, there will be a group of outstanding and shining young geniuses in the empire, some of them are nobles, some are clergy, and some are commoners, and this is the reason why the empire continues to prosper.

In the face of Feldnan's praise, Evanian just listened to it without a match, he was now distressed to death, and regretted it to death, Archduke Feldnan was brave and good at fighting, but everything was good, but the use of soldiers was too rough, and the new model army of 30,000 people in total was folded by 1% in his hands. These new army soldiers are different from the previous imperial big soldiers, whose physical fitness is standard cannon fodder under intensive training, and as the reserve officers that Su Zuo expected in his heart, each of them has received a full set of non-commissioned officer education. Don't look at the 3,000 dead now, expand and expand in the future, it will be 30,000 troops.

"But...... Forget it, I don't have any intention of rebelling anyway......"

Evan Ian scratched his head, and finally decided to give up the trouble, for for him, a high-quality officer had another role. And his goal now is to get rid of those ** nobles and priests as soon as possible, and then find a place with green mountains and green waters to enjoy the mountains and rivers and cultivate his body. The son of the Duke of Majesty, who had been locked up in the White Rose City for nine years because of the problem of the Black Bloods, was not even as good as his previous life—he could still sit in a wheelchair in his previous life and go to see Lake Michigan.

When people reach middle age, they are easy to be verbose, and the dignified Archduke Feldnan is no exception, and his broken thoughts (long-winded) have not stopped after Evan Ian's thoughts have diverged for a while: "...... However, compared to the heirs of the other princes, your strength is too poor, otherwise how could you be robbed of the title of the strongest genius of this generation by the little lord of the Icewolf family - you are much stronger than Wenzhi and her, but you are ...... in battle"

At this moment, in the distance of the cemetery, a sudden chaotic cry came.

The Grand Duke and Evanian frowned at the same time, looking in the direction of the West City Gate in the distance.

As healers, they only need to listen from a distance, and they can immediately distinguish the emotions expressed in those cries-

It was the fear and the pain of the exhaustion.

What the hell is going on?!