Baron Sidney wore a crisp aristocratic gown, his riding boots were polished, and a decorative raiser hung from his waist, almost attached to his breeches, which made his legs in leather armor look extraordinarily slender, with a straight nose, deep blue eyes, a resolute and slightly emaciated face, and a proud and gloomy aristocratic temperament, which seemed to have all the good qualities of a young nobleman.

He is a very proud person, but he does have the capital to be proud of, and in recent times, the Fourth Brigade has made many achievements, so that his merit value can promote the third-class baron to the first-class baron, and he is one of the few knights in the fifty-seven heavy armored infantry regiment.

But the people who can become the Knight of Construct may not always be such a good commander as him.

It's just that in the face of Miss Hathaway in front of him, Baron Sidney lacks a little passion and spark in his heart, and he always has a faint smile on his face, but that smile is like a mask, covering his inner world.

And Miss Hathaway in front of Baron Sidney had the same proud tall figure, a pale gold evening dress set off her like a pure lily, she pulled up her long golden hair high, revealing a beautiful and noble neck like a swan, with a string of exquisite star diamond necklaces on her chest, those pale green eyes were two magnificent gems in the night, and her sexy and thick lips were slightly raised, forming a beautiful face full of personality.

This sexy stunner, who can make almost any man fall in love, stands in front of Baron Sidney, calm and silent like a pool of stagnant water.

When she and Baron Sidney were dancing, they made eye contact but did not make any contact.

Baron Sidney and Miss Hathaway stood facing each other on the dance floor, turning their bodies to the music, condensing each other, but their eyes were extraordinarily calm, and the loneliness in each other's eyes was like two isolated islands on the vast sea.

Like the shining stars in the sky, they look very close, but the distance between them is tens of thousands of light years.

He Boqiang sat on the wooden pier in the outermost circle of the ball, the cool night breeze was blowing, and he suddenly felt that the noisy dance party in front of him seemed to be far away from him, and some of his eyes were so blurry in the confusion.

At this moment, I feel as if I have entered a world of mirrors, but all the lights and shadows outside the mirror are frozen in the previous moment like photos.

He Boqiang got up from the wooden pier and took two steps in the mirror-like world, he wanted to reach out and push Surdak beside him, all this seemed to become normal again, the noisy noise and cheerful music instantly poured into his ears, and Surdak beside him was still chattering:

"I heard that they are already engaged, and it was originally planned that after Miss Hathaway graduated from the Bednar High Swordsman Academy, the two of them would have a wedding in the city of Highlandza, but Baron Sidney participated in this plane war on the Warsaw plane, and it is estimated that the wedding of the two of them will not be until after the Battle of Handanaarshire is over."

He raised his head and looked at the dance floor in the distance, and didn't notice that He Boqiang actually changed from sitting on the wooden pier to standing in front of him in an instant.

"The two of them look like a good match!" Surdak said with emotion.

He Boqiang looked at his body, as if he didn't feel that something was wrong.

He rubbed his forehead, it must have been an illusion, he said to himself in his heart.

"Little Dark, these green eyes represent pure Bednar blood......"

"Hey, are you listening?"

Surdak pushed He Boqiang, who looked a little stunned, and asked, "Are you a little tired?" ”

……

When the rain clears, it means that this war will continue.

A group of heavy cavalry put on heavy armor and rode out of the camp on tall horses, they will continue to advance on the main battlefield of Moyun Ridge, the road is a little muddy, and the bed crossbows and catapults that occupy the high ground also need to be pushed forward, although the demon alone is strong, but their number is relatively scarce.

This expeditionary force used a carpet advance combining heavy cavalry and ordnance to break through a road to victory at the foot of the Moyun Ridge.

In the morning, Baron Sidney was called to a meeting at the military headquarters, and before he left, he called Surdak over and told him to take good care of Miss Hathaway and her friends.

According to the schedule, Baron Sidney would lead the swordswomen around the expeditionary camp to familiarize themselves with the situation.

However, Miss Hathaway has a different opinion on this, she wants to go to the battlefield to watch the battle, Miss Hathaway has four companions by her side, who are also her classmates in the High Swordsman Academy, this group of female swordsmen is also full of curiosity about the battlefield, and unanimously agrees to go to the front battlefield to see, it is best to encounter one or two evil ghosts, in order to show their excellent swordsmanship.

The young aristocratic lady was dressed in delicate tight leather armor with a thin sword hanging from her belt, and several people gathered together to chatter and chatter, not at all like a lady, and Miss Hathaway heard Surdak say that Baron Sidney was unable to come to act as their guide because he had to attend a meeting of the regimental headquarters, and her green eyes blinked, although she did not show much joy, but there was a relaxed smile on the corners of her mouth.

Surdak only mentioned that he should go according to the schedule, perhaps Baron Sidney would have free time in the afternoon, the main battlefield was quite far from the camp of the expeditionary force, and it was better to camp in the field, and he needed to carry tents and rations for three days' march.

Miss Hathaway, who was wearing the skin armor of the Thorntail Crystal Lion, squinted her eyes, looking like a cunning cat, and asked with a smile: "We brought the tent ourselves, and you can't decide on the matter of marching rations, Squadron Leader Surdak?" ”

Surdak replied: "Yes, it can be decided. ”

Miss Hathaway turned to Surdak and asked, "So, isn't the situation on the battlefield too optimistic lately?" ”

"The battle situation is quite stable." Surdak wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied.

Miss Hathaway raised her head and said to the female companions behind her, "Ladies, we need to go and prepare again, Squadron Leader Surdak, do you think you can leave in time for the morning?" ”

“……”

To Miss Hathaway's question, Surdak was a little at a loss as to how to answer.

The itinerary was thus decided, several young female swordsmen quickly began to pack their bags, the soldiers of the second squad found that the tent that had just been erected yesterday had to be repacked, and the thirteen members of the squad carried the belongings of the female swordsmen, under the leadership of Surdak, rushed out of the expeditionary camp before the morning.

God knows why the five young noble ladies had so many carry-on items, except for He Boqiang, even Augustus was carrying a huge wooden box on his body, and the whole team looked more like a camping team.

He Boqiang was carrying a bloodstained leather bag behind him, and he ingeniously asked the tanner to sew two shoulder straps on the leather bag, which made it very convenient to carry the leather bag on his body.

Surdak was at the front of the group, and because the mountain road leading to the main battlefield was crowded with carts from the logistics department transporting supplies, it was impossible to find the wagon, so the team had to walk along the side of the road.

After the road was repeatedly run over by flatbed trucks, and after a rain, the mud turned up under the soak of the rain, and the whole road was like a narrow mud pool.

There was a small patch of grass near the camp of the expeditionary force, and several female swordsmen, fearing that the mud on the road would stain their boots, ran to the grass and walked on the grass, and the bearded Cagle reminded: "Beware of the small puddles hidden in the grass......

His voice was a little quiet, though, until one of the noble ladies had most of her legs sunk into a puddle hidden under the grass blanket that the swordswomen were honest and settled down on the muddy side of the road.