"Little Peter, where are we now?" asked Bonaparte, holding the map of the man in black in his hand, to little Peter beside him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Little Peter looked around and replied affirmatively: "Captain, this is the east exit of the Anxi Plain, and if you go south from here, you will find Lieyuan Town." ”

"Looks like this is Fuyurihara, that's right. Bonaparte's finger rubbed lightly over a spot on the map, and then looked up to see that the mountains were full of pear trees, and the pear blossoms as white as snow covered the entire canyon.

"Tell the brothers to rest in place and try not to make too much noise. Bonaparte tightened his cloak, and since he had taken the house of Snello from Baron and Anthy from Baron, Bonaparte had also changed his outfit, and I saw that he was now dressed in a scarlet cloak, a flat silk shirt with a flat bottom, and fine cowhide boots under his feet, and he was quite sure on the soft mountain ground.

"Little Peter, you take 10 town militia brothers with me for a walk, and the rest of the guards and the 'redeemers' rest in place. Bonaparte put away his map and walked into the valley without looking back.

And little Peter saw Bonaparte walking into the canyon alone, and quickly ordered 10 town militias to follow, and after little Peter caught up with Bonaparte, Bonaparte smiled and looked at the panting little Peter: "Little Peter, what do you think the terrain is like here?"

Hearing Bonaparte's inquiry, little Peter looked around earnestly, and then replied earnestly: "Captain, this canyon is located on a traffic artery, and it is also a canyon, which is naturally very suitable for holding back the enemy and ambushing and ambushing. ”

"Ambush, where do you think the best place to ambush?" Strange to say, the humidity in the valley was so heavy that even now it was nine o'clock in the morning, Bonaparte could still feel the faint dew on the falling pear blossoms.

And it was in such a sea of flowers, the breeze blew slowly, and countless broken flowers brushed Bonaparte's face, and at the same time many fell on his head, and seeing that the hair at the sideburns seemed to be gradually falling because of the dewdrops, Bonaparte rubbed his short golden hair casually, but in this way he was more like a noble prodigal son in love.

"In the valley, of course!" replied little Peter without thinking.

"You're wrong, it should be at the exit of the valley. Bonaparte laughed and shook his head, and walked on.

At this moment, there was a singing sound like a silver bell in the valley, and the song was like a mountain spirit beating and echoing in this sea of flowers, and the breeze blew into the distance with the song.

"Don't you know why?" Bonaparte looked up, and then smiled casually, as if there were few country people in this beautiful valley, Bonaparte did not believe it, and presumably the song was just a way for the daughter of the mountain people to express her pleasure in the mountains when she was idle.

Listening to the beautiful singing, little Peter thought thoughtfully, and then replied with a smile: "What the captain means is that no one wants to spoil the beauty here!"

"Yes, such a beautiful sight, I don't think anyone would want to fight here. Bonaparte half-jokingly picked up a piece of pear blossom on the ground and laughed.

"There is no Roman youth team in Isco on the base camp, and now there are only some recruits who are still training and a small number of town militia, if little Hillman brings people in time, there will not be too many, I expect that the base camp will only have about 150 troops at most, and the enemy has nearly a thousand armed forces, what does this Baron Ibrahimovic want?" Bonaparte seemed to be more relaxed in this beautiful area, and his thinking was more rational and calm.

Accompanied by the singing of the mountains, Bonaparte and Little Peter talked about the problems and difficulties they were encountering now, and in the process, Bonaparte also continued to instill in Little Peter a more advanced and advanced way of thinking, which also made Little Peter feel a great gain.

Unconsciously, Bonaparte and the others walked closer and closer to the singing, and suddenly Bonaparte stopped, looked at the mountain stream beside him, and looked at the falling flowers drifting in the stream into the distance, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Little Peter, you say, why are these pear trees blooming so beautifully and so gorgeously in this wilderness?" ”

"Because it's sparsely populated......" replied little Peter uncertainly.

"Huh. Bonaparte waved his hand and said with a smile: "Look at these falling flowers, they are drifting into the distance with the ruthless flowing water, you say that these pear blossoms know that they are so beautiful and can only be admired by themselves, why can they bloom so carefully in this mountain, you see their sea of flowers all over the mountain, it seems that they are waiting for a person, waiting for a person who appreciates them, they seem to be destined to wait for someone, no matter how lonely they still bloom their beauty cautiously." ”

"Poof...... Are you so arrogant that you think that everything in the world is for you? They bloom only for your own sake. Suddenly, a crisp voice appeared in Bonaparte's ears.

Hearing this voice, everyone followed the reputation, everyone couldn't help but have some surprise, a fairy-like girl under the white light gauze skirt was sitting on a pear tree branch, why she gave people the first impression of an elf, just because her soft hair naturally hung down in her ears, her naughty little feet were dangling in the air, and her jade feet were as white and flawless as jade in this sea of flowers.

The first reaction was naturally Bonaparte, who was accustomed to seeing beautiful women, Bonaparte looked at the beautiful girl in front of him, and involuntarily whispered: "The pear blossoms are in full bloom, let you pick them." ”

Bonaparte's first instinct was such a poem, he had long forgotten where he had seen it before, it seemed to be Shakespeare, it seemed to be an essay, but at this moment this poem best reflected Bonaparte's thoughts.

And the second one who reacted was Little Peter, who pulled out the saber at his waist and shouted, "Guard!"

Hearing Little Peter's order, the 10 town militiamen behind Bonaparte quickly rushed to Bonaparte's side and made a defensive gesture, just when Bonaparte was about to say something, the girl seemed to be frightened by the sight of the blade, and immediately jumped down from the tree like a frightened little beast, and ran quickly into the sea of flowers.

Bonaparte looked at the girl who was running away, and immediately chased him into the woods without hesitation, and the scarlet cloak smeared an anxious color in the white sea of flowers, bringing up a large number of flowers and leaves.

And just a few steps after Bonaparte had run out, Bonaparte shouted without looking back, "None of you shall follow!"

Seeing that he was about to catch up with the white elf in front of him, Bonaparte couldn't help but shout: "If you run any longer, your feet will be wasted!"

At Bonaparte's words, the girl's running pace was noticeably stagnant, and it was evident that the branches and gravel under her feet had injured the lovely elf.

Bonaparte, taking advantage of this opportunity, quickly stepped forward and grabbed the maiden's arm, pulled her down in front of him, and said viciously: "You ask me why I am so arrogant? I tell you that it is because, I see, I conquer! Now I see you!"

Although Bonaparte spoke arrogantly and confidently, the girl in front of him did not seem to buy his account, but kept trying to break free from Bonaparte's pull with both hands.

"Where's your shoes?" asked Bonaparte, frowning.

"I... I—" The girl said nervously, and Bonaparte thought for a moment and asked, "In the tree?"

"Aang, yes. The girl had long since lost her original agility in the tree, and at this time she was still introverted and nodded quietly.

Looking at the stupid girl in front of him, Bonaparte rubbed her hair dotingly, then squatted down to untie his cloak, tore off a large piece to wrap the girl's jade feet, and then said to himself: " I still have a lot of urgent matters to deal with, this meeting has left a bad impression on you, I hope you don't take it to heart, if you want to look for me, you can go to Imura and ask a man named Bonaparte, or I will come to you when I am busy during this time, if you want me to come here to find you, tell me your name, because I know that you are like the elf of this mountain, and I am afraid that I will never see you again after this time......"

"Elena......" Before Bonaparte could finish his sentence, he heard a sound as thin as a mosquito.

"Here in three months, I'll come to you!" said Bonaparte excitedly to the girl in front of him.

And Bonaparte's excitement took a step forward, the distance between the two was even close enough to feel each other's body temperature, and that Yelena felt Bonaparte's hot breathing, and couldn't help but look up at Bonaparte in fear, and after whispering "En", she turned her head and ran into the woods, leaving Bonaparte alone to look at Qianying for a long time.

Who knows that this promise will never come true one day?