A group of Eastern Roman soldiers fought for so long, but they didn't hear a good word, but instead ate their own crown prince and beat him hard. Suddenly, they all drooped their heads like defeated chickens and didn't say a word. And Lilianu scolded for a while, and the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and she felt like she wanted to vomit blood. After holding back, he choked on a mouthful of blood in his throat and coughed for a long time before swallowing. A group of Eastern Roman soldiers took advantage of the situation and ran away. Leaving Lilianu alone, I only felt that the world was so vast, but she was so lonely. I can't help but feel the urge to cry.

"No, Lilianu, you have to hold back, you have to be strong. Who is happiest when you cry?, the bastard aristocrats of Eastern Rome waiting to see your jokes, the savages of Norman, and the idiot soldiers. You can't make them complacent. Absolutely not. ”

Her Royal Highness the princess cheered herself up like this. Looking at the sky again, it was not early, it was about two o'clock in the afternoon, and the soldiers who did not participate in the attack had already eaten lunch. He took a breath and then ordered, "Rest." In the afternoon, soldiers from Eastern Europe will go up first...... Take turns attacking. ”

The attack did not go well in the morning, so Lilianu prepared to change her tactics and attack with cannon fodder, ordinary troops, and elite troops. At this time, the quartermaster came to Lilianu and told her that there were not many supplies in the army. In particular, the offensive of these two days led to a sharp increase in javelin consumption.

"Needless to say, just tell Hongu how many javelins there are now?" asked Lilianu.

"Wu Bai and Er, pick up two roots. The quartermaster replied.

"Okay, Wu Bai Ergen...... Anyway, it was able to hold up two attacks...... No, in fact, our javelinmen have also suffered heavy losses in the last few wars, and now our army has less than two hundred javelinmen combined, and one hundred people were lost in one attack...... So maybe the javelins won't run out in the end...... Hehehehehe......"

Lilianu thought bitterly.

On the other side of the barracks, the Eastern Roman light infantry, exhausted after a fierce battle, began to complain, the main content of the complaint was that because the time was late, the other soldiers had all finished eating, and the firehead soldiers were troublesome and did not want to redo the fire, so let these guys eat the leftovers.

The light infantry had just lost the battle and had nowhere to vent. As a result, the more I thought about it, the more angry I became.

"Bastards, we people are working so hard that we can't even eat our mouths?!"

"I'm in a hurry, Lao Tzu stabbed you!"

As a result, the noise grew louder and louder. It wasn't over until Her Royal Highness Princess Lilianu heard the news and rushed to the scene, and then really cut off a fellow's head with a knife. However, after this time, these light infantry also began to deviate a little......

In the afternoon, however, the Eastern Roman army attacked again - and the situation was almost the same as on the first day. Although they had lost nearly a third of their troops in the first two days of fighting, the Norman and Celtic armies were confident that their reinforcements would soon arrive, and that the enemy's strength had been greatly depleted, as evidenced by a weak attack like this in the afternoon.

Even, Artoria thought like this: if it weren't for her poor health and the fact that she wouldn't need Egil to save her, she would have been able to break through on her own. With Artoria's skill, a rabble that gathers after the collapse of thousands - even if it can't be defeated, but it is not too much trouble to break through, or to capture the flag. It's just a pity that Artoria is in a very bad state now, and even after repulsing the second attack of the enemy in the afternoon, she was in a semi-comatose state for a while. It's just that the soldiers were fighting as hard as they could. So no one noticed.

Artoria was terrified: what would happen if the soldiers found out about her physical condition, and if they scattered her, or even tied her up, and sent her out? Artoria, like Egil, did not dare to have much confidence in the loyalty of his subordinates. Especially in such difficult times.

"Probably...... There are still two or three days to go. If you can't hold on, it's over. ”

Seeing that his army had once again defeated the attack, Artoria cleared her throat with great effort before coughing up a mouthful of bloodshot phlegm. After making his voice clearer, he reluctantly stood up and encouraged the soldiers loudly: "Well done, soldiers! You let those enemies, let the damned, cunning and incompetent Greeks rack their brains, but there is nothing to be done!

The soldiers cheered loudly, though they wondered why the mighty queen did not lead the attack, as she usually did, and even the opening of the command as yesterday was rare. Let the soldiers mind a little.

But these are small things, and as long as you can win, then these things are trivial......

"Two days, ......," Artoria murmured at night, talking in her dreams.

At the same time, in the camp of the Eastern Roman army at the foot of the mountain, there was also a group of soldiers who could not sleep at night, talking about the battle that had taken place during the previous day, and they were all involved in the previous battle, the personal guard of Lilianu, who was a duel slave.

"Anyway, when we followed His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, that guy promised us to come...... He said that he could make us get ahead and become big shots, but if you look at it now, it seems that what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said is a bit ......."

So, behind the scenes, some rumors that were very unfavorable to Lilianu began to spread. Although there are some more serious and loyal guys who say: "Hey! If it weren't for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, then we would have been consumed like toys by those nobles in the gladiatorial arena!

That's the case.

However, some people soon argued: "Is there any difference between dying in the gladiatorial arena and dying on the battlefield? It is both for the interests of those nobles! That woman herself is a member of the royal family, and she is the leader of that group of nobles! How can she listen to her words?!"

"You guy, do you want to betray His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?!"

"I just don't want my brothers to die for nothing!"

"How can our brothers die in vain?! We have been glorified, our death is glorious!"

"Do you believe that woman is such a liar?! She said that, just to let me sell her life!"

So this kind of conversation can't go on, because if it goes on, it will become: "Okay, it looks like you're going to betray His Royal Highness!"

"No, I just want the brethren not to die like this!"

After that, there was the fire annexation, the mutiny, and the bombing of the camp. I can't say that these four or five thousand stragglers are scattered in such a hurry, and it is not necessarily......

However, the two sides did not say anything more, but the next day during the day, Lilianu received a report that dozens of soldiers in her army had escaped while it was dark.

“...... I know. Lilianu tried to act as indifferent as she could: "It's okay, they'll regret it one day - we'll go on the attack!"

However, Her Royal Highness felt very bad in her heart. Like yesterday, after seeing a group of listless cannon fodder up the mountain, she turned around and found her Imperial Guard.

"Get the horses ready, and if something happens, the palace must evacuate as soon as possible!" Lilianu instructed the captain of the Imperial Guards.

"Understood, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Although he had the same name as the ordinary regular army, the middle-ranking officer in charge of the 1,500 heavy infantry, the captain was much more valuable than the former - they were all of Eastern Roman aristocratic origin, and had received a good education in military academies. And they are so meritorious and loyal that they are the first and first to be thought of when they have made meritorious deeds, or if other legion generals are vacant. It is very easy to get promoted in this position, and with a little patience and no mistakes, you can easily become the commander of a regular army, or even a theater general, or even a regional governor.

Therefore, no one in the department offends these hidden golden scales. On the contrary, more people will come and talk to them. During the New Year's holidays, those who have nothing to do will give generous gifts. These guys are well paid, have high prospects, are flattering, and have a great reputation - not unlike the Ironclad Paladins, where ordinary soldiers can still get in if they work hard. However, the Imperial Guards only levied the children of the Eastern Roman nobility. And they are all traditional aristocratic families, not the so-called noble titles that the nouveau riche merchants raise donations for. The genealogies of those aristocratic families can generally be traced back to the time of Theodosius the Great, more than half can be traced back to Constantine the Great, and even some can be traced back to the time when the Roman Empire was not divided......

Therefore, for such a position of captain, the vast majority of Eastern Romans would have expressed their satisfaction...... Except for this one. That is, this one who follows His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the captain of the 10th Brigade of the Imperial Forest Army.

The unfortunate guy who should be called the lucky one - after becoming the captain of the 10th Brigade of the Royal Guards, he was immediately targeted by others who valued this position. When she was about to resign on her own initiative, she was arranged by Emperor Basil to take care of her daughter Lilianu.

For Stavros, the ups and downs of life are so exciting...... This guy who is not smart, but he is not stupid, thought about it carefully, and understood his role as a "senior jailer". There is basically no problem in holding the position of the captain of this brigade. However, it is completely impossible to go one step higher. And wait until Basil II died. After Her Royal Highness Princess Lilianu successfully served as Empress. The fate of this poor creature can be imagined.

And it was at that time that Lilianu took the initiative to give him an olive branch......