"What?!The son of the Ross Anfil family was beaten up at Citibank?!And the people on our side did it?!"

Archibald, Earl of Caryophyllus, almost squirted the tea in his mouth, and he lowered his voice: "What's the matter with that kid?!, he was arrested by the sheriff just two days after he came, and now he finally came out, why was he beaten by our own people again?!"

The messenger looked innocent: "Sir, you let us go to the head office of Citibank and incite the little nobles gathered there, so our people went in to observe for a while, and it happened that the son of the Ross Anfil family came to visit Citibank, and as soon as he came in, he stabbed the sore feet of those little nobles, because sir, you said that Sir Irette's identity should not be publicized, so Heller, who didn't know Sir Irt's identity at all, rushed up and beat Jazz into a pig's head, and our spies couldn't stop it......"

"......," Archibald rubbed his forehead, he was ready to withstand the wrath of the Lord's Palace, "And where are they now, Sir Irett?"

"This ......," the messenger hesitated.

"Say!" Archibald patted the back of his chair, "what don't you dare to say!"

The messenger's words were fast: "Now they are carrying Ser Irette and have rushed towards the Duke's Palace......"

At hearing this, Archibald coughed violently and almost lost his breath, and at that moment, a noisy shout came from outside the halls of the Duke's Palace. June, Marquis of Hailiu, who was sitting opposite Archibold, rose from his chair, and he looked at the maid in the center of the hall with a frown.

"Miss Iofita, may I ask what's going on out there, what about Sir Evangel? I need him to give us Southridge nobles an explanation. ”

The subject of the Marquis of Hailiu's question was a young girl standing in the center of the hall with her hands folded. A beautiful long hair that was so white that all the aristocratic girls of Yanjing couldn't help but envy it fell from her shoulders and slid down to the slender waist of her plain white dress.

The girl has an angelic face, comparable to the slender body of a devil, but only a fairy with a face and demeanor like ice and snow, frozen and silent, not close to friendship.

Hearing Marquis June's words, the girl turned her head and looked at him coldly: "Marquis of Haidu, Young Master Ian is infected with Nanling fever and can't see anyone. ”

"I've been listening to this argument for six months!" Duke Hailiu suddenly became furious, "Is it possible that Evan Ian guy can still have a high fever for six months?!"

Hearing the girl's words, more than a dozen noble people in the hall who were at least the Viscount of the Flower Crown were excited, and they all stood up at this time when they were sitting on the chairs in the hall in twos and threes.

Seeing their actions, the girl's face was cold, but it seemed that she had already been ordered, and she raised her right hand-

With her movements, from the shadows in the corner of the hall, more than a dozen girls dressed in maid costumes, but with iron masks on their faces, breastplates on their faces, and steel skirts shining like silver mirrors around their waists, slowly walked out.

A dozen pairs of steel boots made a heavy landing sound on the floor tiles, revealing their bodies from the shadows, the steel shield held by the armored maids in their left hands was more than half a human tall, and the long sword held in their right hand shimmered with the light of magic.

Facing the nobles in the hall with cold faces and back-to-back circles with their attendants with their bare hands, the white-haired girl said in a cold tone: "Your Excellency, I don't want to remind you again, this is the Duke's Palace, if you think that the Duke and his close election officials are not there, you can act recklessly, please don't blame us maids for being unkind......"

As the Marquis of June, who was the highest rank among the nobles present, heard the words of the white-haired maiden, his face was so angry that his face was redder than the pig's liver, he wanted to roar, he wanted to scold, if he had a sword in his hand, he would have rushed up to remember the past, but he didn't, so he could only grit his teeth and squeeze the words from between his teeth: "Please help me convey my greetings to Sir Ian, and remind him on my behalf-"

"Please don't deceive people too much!"

At this moment, someone suddenly knocked on the door of the Duke's Palace, and even inside the Duke's Palace, you could hear the faint shouting and scolding coming from outside the high wall.

The Marquis of Juan was stunned for a moment, but he soon sensed the intention of the person from the scolding words, and he couldn't help laughing, he didn't know why things were so coincidental, but he was ready, and smiled at how the dead imp who had offended the anger of the people had been pulled out of the Duke's palace.

As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but smile arrogantly again, and the grievances he had suffered on that dead imp in the past eight years seemed to be swept away in an instant.

He raised his chin and looked at the white-haired girl, "This time, Sir Evangel still doesn't plan to come out? ”

The white-haired girl glanced at Marquis Juan coldly, and for some reason, Marquis June only felt a chill down his spine.

"""Bang!"

Then, rows of gunshots rang out......

The maid rescue team with the red cross sleeve on his arm put the aristocratic lord on the ground, who didn't know whether it was a knight or a baron, in short, covered his head and moaned, on a stretcher and carried it to the clinic near the ducal palace.

Within a few years of Sir Evanian's return, private clinics near the Duke's Court swelled like straws to treat bruises. There are also more than a dozen doctors who are really good at the art of the army who have been invited to the army night school to give battlefield first aid classes to the soldiers of the new model army, which is called a scenery.

Standing in the study on the top floor of the Duke's Palace, Evanian looked at the "corpse" in front of the Duke's Palace, a messy scene, and thoughtfully: "Have you all been properly settled?"

"Yes, Master Ian. The white-haired girl who had been in the hall before was standing behind Evan Ian at this time, and she flipped through the report in her hand, "In addition to the ninety-four Your Excellency who were stunned by the coma gas, twenty-three Your Excellency were injured by rubber bullets, and there are also thirteen Your Excellency who were suppressed by the maid swordsman team in the final hand-to-hand combat, and two of them are seriously injured and may need to be treated by the priest before recovering." ”

"Hah......" Evan Ian sighed and left by the window, he walked over to the desk full of papers, and picked up a report placed on it, "What about the son of the Ross Anfil family, and his little maid dressed as a man, the closed disciple of the Sword Saint Maxwell?

"It's all been rescued. The maiden reported to Evanian, "Ser Irette was slightly wounded, Miss Franriel was a little frightened, and among those who stormed the Duke's palace were three high-ranking warriors and a Fallen Saint of the Elementary Order of Truth, who presumably knocked Miss Fran unconscious. ”

Speaking of this, the girl couldn't help but raise her head and look at Su Zuo: "But I don't understand, Young Master Ian, why did you specifically order us to save the two of them? Now that the purpose of their trip has been confirmed, wouldn't it be better to kill the two of them while there is chaos and then blame Earl Archibald?"

The girl's tone was calm, but there was a murderous intent in her words. Evan Ian had no doubt that as long as he had an order, the girl would have killed the two in the crowd without realizing that in the previous child's play.

Evan Ian smiled bitterly and shook his head, now he has grown into a teenager, wearing a shirt and breeches that were popular in the Victorian period in his previous life, according to the fashion of the imperial nobles who have long hair for both men and women, with a low ponytail tied up at the back of his head, and his height has exceeded the average, reaching 1.8 meters, a height that he once could not reach in his previous life.

After sighing, Evan Ian looked at the girl: "Iofita, do you think that if Prince Rose Anfil learned that his only son died in White Rose City, especially in front of the Duke's Palace, and he knew very well what he sent his son to Nanling for, then do you think that when he gets this bad news, who will be the murderer he will think of first?"

"......" heard Evan Ian's inquiry, and the girl named Iofita did not answer, but was silent quietly.

Evan Ian paused, then continued: "Yes, Your Excellency does not even need to wait for more accurate information to hate me at the first moment - or, if I were Archibald, then I would have ordered the spies to kill two men in front of the Duke's palace as soon as I learned that my men had accidentally injured Sir Arrett. At that time, in the prince's heart, he was considered a responsibility for poor protection, and since it was such a black deal, the prince couldn't do anything with him. On the contrary, on my side, whether I killed it or not, I need to face the questioning and punishment of Emperor Honoria. ”

"What's more, compared to Nanling, which is all over our eyeline, the public opinion around the prince of Yanjing is beyond the reach of the intelligence control ability of the current Duke's Palace. As long as there is a little wind in the Prince's ear, even if Sir Errette was not killed by me, the Prince will really think of me as a murderer. ”

Putting down the papers in his hand, Evan Ian leaned back on the table, picked up the coffee and took a sip, this kind of coffee that tasted a little too mellow, he was still a little unaccustomed to drinking it in the first few years, and now he can no longer tolerate the sourness of inferior coffee.

Looking at the girl who was lost in thought, Evan Ian stirred it in the cup with a spoon: "Also, Iofita, didn't you ask me before, why did you advise my father, Duke Ferdinand, to slow down the progress of the capture of New Dragon Song City? ”

"Yes, Master Ian, I don't understand. Hearing Evan Ian's words, Iofita shook her head with a cold face, "If it weren't for the Duke slowing down his attack, with the strength of the New Model Army, he would have already attacked the New Dragon Song City three months ago, in this case, the 'Crescent Moon' would not have been established, Ser Irette Rose Anfil would not have arrived, and the canonical executor of the church would not have moved-"

"In that case, nothing will change. Evanian sighed, he didn't understand these truths.

He turned his head to look at the green pupils of the girl's lake, they were so similar to the girl nine years ago, but they were still fundamentally different.

Evan Ian said that he was not in a good mood, he just put down the silver cup in his hand.

"First of all. Evanian held up his first finger to the girl, "Eiffel, listen to me tell you a story." ”

"Once upon a time, in a far away place, there was a country built between mountains and dense forests, this country was not strong, but the people were very tenacious, and I will call it 'Monkey Country' for short. For some reason, there is another white empire that wants to attack this monkey country, and this country is called the 'Eagle Country'. The fighting power of the Eagle Country is very strong, but the soldiers have no interest in fighting, and each of them always wants to go home after the battle as soon as possible, so they desperately intersperse with the depths of the Monkey Country, wanting to quickly conquer the entire territory of the Monkey Country, and then go home for the New Year. ”

Speaking of this, Evan Ian paused: "The gap in their strength is as big as the gap between the New Model Army and Long Gefu [***] - one side has an absolute superiority in weapons and tactics, and the other side has an absolute superiority in numbers, guess what? ”

"According to my understanding, the Eagle Country, which has the strength of the new model army, will definitely defeat the Monkey Country. Iofita replied briefly, "But from what you mean, Master Ian, it's the Eagle Nation that has failed?"

"The Eagle Nation has won, and it was a lightning victory, and it has been hailed as a miracle in tactical history. Evan Ian smiled and didn't answer directly, "All the tactical objectives were achieved in just 3 months, the army of the Monkey Country was destroyed, the capital was occupied, the soldiers of the Eagle Country walked the streets and alleys of the Monkey Country, and the patrolmen, military gendarmes and cannons lined up in long lines all over the streets. Three years later, however, the Emperor of the Eagle Kingdom declared defeat in the war, and the entire army of the Eagle Kingdom withdrew to the country. ”

"......" The white-haired girl only listened quietly to Evanian's story, occasionally with a hint of doubt slipping through her deep lake-green eyes.

"The Eagle Nation's army has invaded too deeply, too quickly. Evan Ian sighed, "They only completed their military strategic goals and destroyed the formed army and political axe, but they did not completely annihilate the living force of the Monkey Country, let alone the resistance of the people of the Monkey Country. ”

"In the streets and alleys of the Monkey Country, the mountains and dense forests, the streets and roads, as long as the Eagle [***] team appears, the attackers of the Monkey Country will attack them again and again, even if they die 10 people, they can only kill one soldier of the Eagle Country, but as long as the soldiers of the Eagle Country die, the attackers of the Monkey Country will cheer and feel that they have won. ”

"Most of them are ordinary people armed by the Resistance, civilians, from children to women, as long as they have a stringed fireball scroll in their hands, then they can kill a dozen high-quality soldiers of the Eagle Country, because these attackers are in every corner of the Monkey Country all the time, so unless they carry out a brutal massacre, there is no way to eradicate the threat of such an attack. ”

Looking at Eiffel, Evan Ian smiled faintly: "A nation like the Nanling people who have resisted the empire for so many years is definitely a nation that can be compared to the 'Monkey Country' in terms of determination to resist the war, and it is precisely because of this that there will be a twenty-one year war, so there will be a rebellion in the Seven Towns." ”

Evanian raised his palm and looked at his thin and pale right hand, and always felt that there was thick blood flowing down it.

"Instead of waiting for them to rebel and then slaughter and purge in the name of inhumanity, it is better to learn from the practice of another red empire, the 'Rabbit Country', which can obviously end the battle in one year, fight for ten years, consume the enemy's vital strength, wear down the enemy's will to fight, and slowly squeeze out every trace of war potential and combat will of the Nanling Resistance, until finally ensure that all the troops, reserves, and combatants of the Dragon Song Royal Family are all wiped out on the battlefield-"

Evan Ian clenched his fingers: "This kind of occupation is stable and long-term for the empire. ”

He had already realized that he would be able to achieve a thousand things, both his own and his enemies', as he had said to a certain sheriff's lady nine years ago.

This is war!

ps: The last few chapters have been written overhead...... Because it was the first time I had come into contact with a similar plot, I asked for immediate feedback in the book review area, so I could write steadily...... In addition, I will continue to ask for tickets and collections, and I will have to submit the outline of the script tomorrow...... Oh groove......