Ling Xuan and Dec Cos glanced at each other, and then they felt a parchment in their throats, and the third prince of El Fasir, Brasir, was standing in front of Ling Xuan......

"Let's take a sip of hot tea!" Without asking about Brasir's intentions, Ling Xuan handed over a cup of hot tea, and after taking it, the third prince showed a trace of gratitude, and then swallowed the tea leaves into his stomach, even Brasir, as the supreme commander, showed his hunger in front of Ling Xuan, so the situation in the north was enough for Ling Xuan to drip countless sweats.

"Squire, go arrange the meal!"

"Thank you. Brasil nodded solemnly, then straightened up, and after silently glancing at Ling Xuan for a moment, he suddenly knelt on the ground: "Even if you exchange Ling Xuan's life, please save Al Fasir!"

A wave of dizziness enveloped his heart, and the last thing Ling Xuan wanted to face finally happened......

In 1355, the king calendar, who came from the year of burning, officially stepped into the most chaotic day on a bright moonlit night, which is known as the "year of chaos" in history......

The cold wind of the remnant winter swept by, knocking down a few ice edges hanging on the eaves, and the ice edges fell to the ground and shattered into crystal ice cubes, flashing the last brilliance in Ling Xuan's eyes, at this time, Ling Xuan sighed, took his gaze back from the outside of the house, and looked at the people in the house who were also worried.

"The third prince of Elfarsil is really a person who can solve problems!" Decos put down the teacup lightly, as if speaking in place of Ling Xuan, and the rest of the people sighed after looking at each other.

The fool also knows how much risk Ling Xuan has to take to contain the third prince Brasil now, in case the Elfarsil side has the information, the second prince Sam Ding doesn't look like the kind of person who will release him.

Before the defeated escapees have recovered their breath, giving a fatal blow is the choice of most people!

And then there's Wyton Noll in the back, who knows what they're going to do with it, and then let the rebels in the south use their imagination, and the meager men and horses here can be wiped out on the Holy Land at the beginning of spring this year.

"Headache thing......" De Cos added, adding more solemnity to the atmosphere in the room.

"My lord, according to the current judgment, it is impossible for Ling Xuan to risk the annihilation of the entire army for the sake of the third prince, the current army is undertrained and chaotic...... The elite who can immediately enter the battle will not exceed four thousand. And the enemy, any one force can call on tens of thousands of combat power. For the sake of Ling Xuan, and for the sake of the third prince, please don't act recklessly. ”

Melchior was always able to maintain that calm attitude, and in a tone without a hint of emotion, he spoke the cruelest reality.

"That means giving up the third prince and exchanging his head for the safety of Ling Xuan? Melchior...... You're really sane enough. Tatum on the side spat out a vicious tongue and shook his head.

"What! In this way, it is better to let Ling Xuan commit suicide first, Ling Xuan will never do anything that insults the reputation of Ling Xuan's Travino people!"

These guys, who are experts at making noise every time they have a meeting, pinched the bridge of their nose that was a little painful, and Ling Xuan had to shake his head and sigh.

At this moment, Falchene, who had never spoken out in the military council, suddenly stood up, then walked over to the shelf where the weapons were placed, and drew her spear.

"Poof—"

The spear pierced the wooden plank on the top, bringing out a loud sound, and the noise in the room died down at once, and everyone looked up, only to see a wisp of bright red liquid flowing down the barrel of the gun.

"Spy!" Even if it was a single cell, at this time, there was still a reaction that was not inferior to ordinary people, Retis swooped down, picked up his weapon, and before Ling Xuan could speak, he saw a white arc of light cross his vision

The line, followed by a crunch, the entire roof turned into scattered sawdust, and then rained down.

"Assassins, there are assassins!" was so loud that the soldiers guarding outside immediately reacted, and after a while, the light reflected by the spears shone everywhere around.

"Seal off all exits at once, and track down all suspicious wounded!" said Melchior, covered in dust, the first to step out of the house, and shouted to the influx of soldiers.

After a burst of response, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps. Ling Xuan glanced around, the officers at the meeting were all embarrassed, their bodies were gray, and the spies had already taken advantage of the chaos and disappeared

Fortunately, it is not an assassin, otherwise, the upper echelons of the Wandering Corps would have bled today.

"Bastard Radius, Ling Xuan was almost crushed to death!"

"Hey, Ling Xuan is here to catch spies!"

"Catch the spies, Ling Xuan sees that you are releasing you!"

......

Ignoring Tatum and Retis who were arguing, Ling Xuan set his eyes on Decos, only to see him holding the teacup and taking a sigh, and then carefully wiping it with the corner of his clothes: "Groove cake, the teacup has cracks, it looks like the water is leaking." ”

Ling Xuan already knew what this old fox wanted to say, no matter whether or not the spy could be caught, the news that the third prince was in Ling Xuan's camp would definitely reach El Fasir, and it was possible that in a few days, the army from the north would be fully pressing towards Ling Xuan's border.

The last bit of luck is gone, it seems that today, Ling Xuan has to make a choice between the third prince and Al Fasir.

"Melchior, inform the troops, prepare for battle. ”

"It's really a short period of peace, Ling Xuan, this old bone, I really don't know when it will fall apart!"

De Cos shook his head on the side, as if he was in a trance, his hand was not steady, and the teacup fell to the ground like this, and with a "ding" sound, countless fragments flashed and splashed away.

"Perhaps, Ling Xuan is as fragile as this teacup!"

A thought crossed Ling Xuan's mind, and after a low sigh, Ling Xuan closed his eyes, and the cold wind passed through the broken roof and blew on Ling Xuan's face, the pain like a knife seeping from his skin to the depths of Ling Xuan's heart......

"For the sake of the friendship between Aru Fasir and El Fasir, I must hand over the traitor Brasil quickly, otherwise it will be difficult for our king to guarantee the agreement not to enter Aru Fasil that day!"

From the mouth of the Al Fasir's envoy came a threatening phrase with the words "Surrender or perish" written on his face

meaning.

When Ling Xuan, who had a wry smile on his face, said the words, "Follow the way of knights, Ling Xuan can't hand over the fugitives", Ling Xuan could see the envoy's face full of consternation, and then the flames of anger rolled over his eyes.

"Die, ignorant fool......" Before the other party could finish the vicious curse, Rhedit's fist knocked him back to Elfarsir's home.

did not hand over the people, and also tortured the envoys, and the reputation of the wandering regiment was finally linked to the "arrogant fools".

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March 1, 1355 in the royal calendar

Al Fasil declares war on the New Yaruffasir Army, but the important third party, Wyton Noor, reacts in a completely different way.

“...... Both the Wandering Legion and El Fasil are important allies of Wytonnor, and for the sake of friendship between the two sides, Wytonnorr will not intervene in the conflict between the two...... However, if any young man dares to cause trouble when the two armies are fighting, Wytonnor will do whatever it takes to pursue him......"

This Crusoe. Wyton, obviously wanting Ling Xuan and Al Fasil to fight to the death. It seems that the people on the side of Elfasil are not too easy to control, and the second prince Sam Din, and the representative of the northern wealthy clan, Potalio, are all hot characters.

Waiting for Ling Xuan to lose both, Wyton Nuoer could justifiably include most of the Holy Land in the territory.

"But that's fine, at least you don't have to fight a battle that you have to lose, and it's not completely impossible to deal with the hungry soldiers of El-Fasir. ”

Hearing the news, De Cos immediately showed a fox-like smile: "Also, reusing that honorable third prince, maybe Ling Xuan can reap unexpected benefits." ”

"You......" Ling Xuan shook his head and sighed, no longer answered, and focused his gaze on the courtyard, where the trees had already pulled out the spring buds, green and full of life.

This should be good news for the victims, spring is coming, which means that food is also coming.

As soon as he thought of this, Ling Xuan was worried about the refugees in the territory: "How is the situation in Preston?"

The object of questioning is naturally Decos, the "father of spies, scouts, and spies".

"Very well, that guy is a natural city builder, and he can pick a place, and he has encircled hundreds of acres of land against the Telavi River, and he has already built a prototype out of wood, and it is said that he uses the name of you fool. Decos replied by rubbing his beard and shaking his head.

Ling Xuan scratched his hair, the name "Fapu City" was really hard to remember, but next to the Travi River, although Ling Xuan's sense of orientation was not very good, shouldn't it be in the south?

Seeming to see Ling Xuan's doubts, De Cos said: "This is Ling Xuan's idea, only stupid people put the new city on the line of the two cities, do you think that the enemy is too hard to come in, and give them a post station or something to rest, put it a little farther, it is that kind of small city, generally speaking, before Ling Xuan is finished, the other party will not pay attention." ”

"Yes, yes. Ling Xuan hurriedly responded, and De Cos's face showed a satisfied smile, and he picked up the teacup with that teachable expression.

The air was almost frozen, and Ling Xuan didn't dare to show too many opinions to the old fox, otherwise a fool on the left and an idiot on the right would scold him, even if he had a thick skin, he wouldn't be able to resist it.

Just as the old fox's eyes were rolling again, Ling Xuan patted his head and shouted, "By the way, Ling Xuan hasn't seen the new city of Preston yet, so let's take advantage of the fact that the war hasn't started yet, let's go and take a look!"

"Hey, it's more than three days away from here, and you want to leave here and slip away at this time!"

"There are still three months left in the first harvest season, and now everyone's food is close to exhaustion, if even the time spent on farming is spent fighting, after getting all the territory of Ling Xuan, just wait to starve to death!"

"Ahh

"This should have been trained by you!"

Answering De Cos's question in a playful tone, Ling Xuan walked out of the room with a smile, and then shouted loudly: "Squire, inform His Highness Brasil, just say that Ling Xuan invited him to travel with him!"

Leave Prince Brasil here, and when the time comes, De Cos will definitely stir up his big tongue and instigate His Highness to die generously, three days is enough time for this old fox to deliver the peace document between the two countries to Ling Xuan.

Behind Ling Xuan, there was indeed a gentle sigh from the old fox......

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In the early spring of March, filled with the breath of life, the vast prairie had been paved with a layer of tender green, and if it weren't for the continuous war, Ling Xuan could still see the sheep grazing by the Travino people.

The vast grassland, the beautiful scenery that dotted it like white clouds, is now no longer visible.

"General Fap, is it necessary to go so far away?" Brasir's question pulled Ling Xuan back from his sigh.

Ling Xuan turned his head and looked at him, even if he was in distress, that kind of natural arrogance still hung on his face, but to be honest, if Ling Xuan and Brasil were put together, the object of the women's screams must not be Ling Xuan.

On the other side, the face of the attendant led by Brasil also seemed to have a layer of contemplation, the news circulating in the barracks that the third prince had been abandoned and the wandering corps had been preserved would make them doubt Ling Xuan's motives, and after smiling, Ling Xuan pointed to the distance and said, "Of course it is necessary, because Ling Xuan wants to bring His Royal Highness the Prince."

Go and see the hope for the future. ”

"Hope?" Brasir's face was even more strange, but the royal family's education kept him calm, and after frowning and thinking for a while, he said, "Okay, since General Fapu said so, why should Ling Xuan go and see what that hope is." ”

Brasir's words obviously eased the solemn atmosphere, and the attendants behind him let out hearty laughter after looking at each other for a moment.

"Alright then, Ling Xuan, let's go, before the sun sets on the horizon, you should be able to see the Archduke Preston greeting the troops. Ling Xuan waved his horsewhip and let out a shout from his mouth that the people of the grassland were using to express their feelings.

"Ahh

The sound traveled far away, echoing in the grassland for a long time......

"Adults are welcome. There was still a fiery sunset on the edge of the sky, and Preston's greeting troops met Ling Xuan earlier than expected, and as soon as he saw Ling Xuan, he immediately rolled off his horse and fell to one knee on the ground.

"The Grand Duke of Preston is gracious. Ling Xuan hurriedly jumped off the horse and helped him up: "Why did you rush over so quickly." ”

Preston wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and said, "As soon as I received the flying letter from Danlu, my subordinates immediately ordered their own soldiers to rush to greet the adults, this is ......"

Following Preston's gaze, Ling Xuan saw Brasil who was still on the horse, and suddenly felt a little strange in his heart.

The third prince is indeed an excellent knight, but the aura of nobility on his body is too heavy, and that arrogant expression is difficult to make his subordinates have the power of affinity. It is no wonder that although some servants fought to the death, they also ended up in a fiasco.

"This is the third prince of Al Fasir, His Highness Brasir. ”

"Oh, it turned out to be His Royal Highness the Third Prince. Preston nodded, a hint of reverence on his face, now that the descendants of the major royal families of the Holy Land are many poor and weak, and a warrior like Brasil is extremely dazzling.

Although he is already a fallen prince, he is still an object worthy of admiration in the eyes of ordinary generals.

Facing Preston, Brasil only tapped his head, and in response, Ling Xuan could see the unhappiness that crossed Preston's eyes.

"Grand Duke, I heard that you have built a beautiful city, Ling Xuan wants to see your masterpiece sooner!"

Ling Xuan laughed, breaking the slightly embarrassing atmosphere, Preston's face showed a smile, and he nodded again and again: "Your Excellency is polite, it is still a rough place, I hope your adult will not laugh when you see it." ”

"Where. ”

"But it's not early, so I'd like to ask you to stay overnight in the wilderness for the time being, so as not to work too hard. According to the itinerary, Ling Xuan still has a day to go. ”

The last rays of sunset have dissipated in the sky, and you can already see a little starry sky when you look up: "It's okay, you can rest your head on the earth and look at the beautiful night sky, Your Highness Brasir, don't you say no." ”

Brasil raised his head with a rare smile on his face: "It's according to General Fap's wishes." ”

Preston raised his hand, and the soldiers behind him quickly tore the package from the saddle and set up the tent with their hands and feet.

Lying on the grass, while smelling the fragrance of the grass, while looking at the stars overhead, this kind of leisurely life Ling Xuan didn't know how long it had been, at this moment, Ling Xuan was far away from the breathless depression in Danlu City.

Think of it as a rest before the big battle, Ling Xuan said to himself.

"My lord, the tent has been set up, and now it's cold, I'm afraid I'll be ...... lying here," Preston whispered in.

"Wait a minute, Ling Xuan is looking at General Lambis and General Valencir, where are they?"

It is said that each star represents a deceased person, and the star that represents them should be particularly bright, as well as Scharke, Magura, ......

In an instant, a wave of sentimentality came to his heart, there were too many people, although Ling Xuan wanted to remember each and every one of them, but many of them, Ling Xuan couldn't even name them.

Preston's eyes were also clouded with a hint of desolation, and among the shining stars in the sky, there were also people he knew!

"Okay, if you look at it any longer, your mood will be too low, let's go, Ling Xuan will go to the tent to drink. ”

Standing up and patting off the grass on his body, Ling Xuan said.

"So adults like that, too!" Preston, surprised.

"Wine, who doesn't love it?" The Semitic people love wine, they live a boring life in the forest, and there is no wine to embellish it, so much is not fun, even outside, the long years of fighting have not reduced Ling Xuan's preference for wine.

However, Preston also seems to have a preference for the contents of this cup, and the name of the northern aristocratic alcoholism seems to be more than just a legend.

"Yes, yes, it just so happens that this time my subordinates also brought a few bottles of high-quality Langsi wine with me, which are specially brewed by the Orville family, and cannot be drunk anywhere else. Preston's face was covered with a red glow, and even his eyes began to glow.

"Northern Langsi wine is Ling Xuan's favorite, and it would be even better if you could drink the special brew of the Grand Duke's house!"

Ling Xuan patted Preston on the shoulder vigorously and laughed.

"Subordinates, let's get ready!" Preston ran away happily.

The special brew of the Orville family sounds really good wine, if you have the opportunity, you can bring some back to Danlu and give the drunkards in the army a good taste, touching your chin, and the naïve attitude of Rhettis drinking wild drinking suddenly appeared in his mind, and any unhappiness flew out of Ling Xuan's heart.

Waiting for the revival of Yarufasir, Ling Xuan held a big banquet and drank it for three days and three nights. ”

I don't know where this pride came from, thinking of drinking with many brothers at that time, Ling Xuan's steps couldn't help but lighten.

"Cheers!" When the wine glasses collided and made a cheerful sound, the tent was already filled with the mellow aroma of fine wine, the special brew of the Orville family was indeed the sweetest and best wine that Ling Xuan had ever drunk in his life, the kind of psychedelic taste that could drag people into endless fantasies was enough to make people tremble from the tip of their tongues to the bottom of their hearts.

"Good wine, really good wine!" After taking one sip, Ling Xuan licked the corners of his mouth and exclaimed, the third prince Brasil didn't like to drink, and it was really his loss to not participate in this drinking party.

Preston squinted his eyes and said with a slight smugness: "This wine is very complicated to brew, and without the special craftsmanship of Ling Xuan's Orville family, it is far from being able to achieve this kind of sweet taste." But it's a pity that after a few years of war, there are only a few bottles around my subordinates, and if you want to drink it again, it will have to wait a long time. ”

"What a pity!" Ling Xuan shook his head: "How much time do you need?"

"Then at least we have to wait for the first harvest season, and my subordinates will see if they can use the water of the Telavi River, the water quality of this river is good, even if it can't be brewed in this kind of alcohol, the taste should not be too far behind!"

"In this way, okay, Preston, Ling Xuan has given you a task, after the first harvest season, try to brew as many jars of good wine as possible, Ling Xuan wants to use it as a celebration wine!" Patting his thigh, Ling Xuan suddenly came up with this idea.

Preston opened his mouth wide and didn't close it for a long time: "What do you mean by ......."

"Celebrate Ling Xuan's victory over the El-Fasir. "Ling Xuan is not the kind of pompous element who likes to blow the conch, it may be that under the stimulation of alcohol, Ling Xuan is ashamed to say the above words.

If others heard it, they would definitely laugh at Ling Xuan's arrogance, although there was no disparity in strength between the two armies at this time, but the number of combatants in the Wandering Corps was less than half of that of the El-Fasir, and there was a big gap in ordnance equipment and troop training, and the only capital that made Ling Xuan proud was Ling Xuan's officer group that filled the entire continent.

"Thunderbolt Mandala", "Pharys of Ghosts", "Eagle of the Sky", "Arrow of the Wind", ......

These generals, who were praised by historians as the "greatest treasure of the Wandering Corps", had a very high opinion even on the opposing side of Ling Xuan.

"There are so many excellent generals, if half of them can follow Ling Xuan's command, it shouldn't be too difficult to get the world!"

This is the sigh of a certain Prince Wyton Noll who has the intention of becoming the overlord of the mainland, and the sigh of the thief is much simpler: "A group of fools, no matter how much they can fight, they are just fools." ”

However, Ling Xuan knew that even if there were these excellent generals, who only had more than 10,000 men and horses in their hands, and really confronted the military strength of those traditional powers, it would really not be beneficial at all, and when the time came, the reputation of good fighting that was obtained by luck would disappear like the ice and snow in June!

The words that made him feel weak before he could say it seemed to have a different catalytic effect in the ears of the Archduke of Preston, and he only saw that his eyes emitted an astonishing light, and his originally somewhat rickety body straightened up at once, and his thin face was covered with a layer of indescribable crystal light.

"My lord, there is a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not. Preston seemed to struggle to say this, and when he finished speaking, he licked his slightly pale lips.

Ling Xuan looked at him for a long time and nodded: "Say it, both good and bad Ling Xuan can listen to it." ”

Preston didn't say it directly, but turned his head and glanced at the military attaché nearby, and the military attachés got up one after another, and then bowed and retreated, and in the blink of an eye, there were only two people left in the tent, Ling Xuan and Preston, and the candlelight around them dimmed.

"Ahem. Preston cleared his throat, and then said slowly: "Twenty years ago, when my subordinates accompanied their father to meet the first king, the first king's demeanor and tone were exactly the same as those of today's adults. At that time, his subordinate was only fifteen years old, and he was just a hereditary son of a fallen duke's family, but the first king patted his subordinates on the shoulder and said, the future of the Orville family lies in his subordinates......"

Before he finished speaking, Preston's eyes were already hung with a few traces of crystal, and after wiping it with his hand for a moment, he continued: "The prosperity of the past is really like a dream now, the largest country in the Holy Land, but now it is in fragments, El Fasier, Blackknorr...... These small vassal nations dare to go wild on the holy land. ”

"Grand Duke Preston, Ling Xuan?t relieve your resentment, but now Ling Xuan doesn't have time to lie down in the nostalgia of the past. Seeing that His Excellency the Grand Duke had a tendency to pull the topic farther and farther, Ling Xuan hurriedly reminded him.

"Yes, yes, what the Lord said is very true, in fact, the subordinates don't know how to talk to the Lord about this, after all, ......" Preston gritted his teeth, and then said: "Please marry Her Royal Highness Queen Minavia and become Yaru."

The de facto king of Fasir!"

"Guangdang—" The wine glass in his hand fell, and it spun around the carpet a few times, and the wine in the glass splashed out in all directions, spilling amber on the ground.

Ling Xuan hadn't heard this sentence, but the hippie smile of De Cos said it was at most forgotten as a joke, but now it was a former Grand Duke of the Kingdom, who said to Ling Xuan seriously.

“...... The subordinates are afraid, but the subordinates are also considering the revival of Yarufasir's great cause, although it is a bit rebellious, but His Royal Highness is a woman, in order to continue the bloodline of Yarufasir, sooner or later he will have to talk about marriage. At present, the generals of the corps are all born and died together with adults, and if someone else becomes the husband of His Highness and controls the power, it will be a big upheaval. In fact, the whole corps has long acquiesced to the absolute control of adults, as long as they go through the knightly scene, become a nobleman, and then naturally marry Her Royal Highness the Queen...... Whether it is the old subordinates of the adults or the new recruits, they will be happy to see this result, with the adults in charge of Yarufasir, the world will be Ling Xuan's ...... sooner or later."

"Don't say any more!" Ling Xuan pressed his forehead and terminated Preston's words slightly roughly, feeling that his poor sense of honor was as fragile as a chicken shell, ready to burst at any moment.

What is Ling Xuan fighting again, is it to ascend to the throne of Yarufasil and then reign over the world?

So, what is the difference between Ling Xuan and a traitor, in the end, Ling Xuan is just a wolf in the name of righteousness.

"Adult ......"

Ling Xuan waved his hand and said, "Ling Xuan didn't mean to blame the Grand Duke, but today, it's best not to leak out half a sentence, Ling Xuan doesn't want to create unnecessary suspicion in the army." ”

"The subordinates are frightened, and the adults are embarrassed. ”

"It's nothing, you go down first, let Ling Xuan be quiet. ”

"Yes. ”

Preston bowed and retreated, and suddenly Ling Xuan was the only one left in the tent, and the candlelight became more and more dim, as if he wanted to drag Ling Xuan into the endless night.

"Ling Xuan shouldn't hesitate, Ling Xuan's path should have been determined a long time ago, but ...... Why, now Ling Xuan feels more and more that he can't help Ling Xuan?"

The voice was ethereal, it didn't seem to come from his mouth, he rolled in the dim tent and disappeared.

The candle suddenly went out at this time, and in the darkness, Ling Xuan sighed slowly......

The next day's itinerary was somewhat dull, Preston no longer talked about politics, but was quite interested in introducing the scenery on the road, Brasil's face was somewhat relaxed, and sometimes, quite elegantly chanted a few short poems of El Fasil that Ling Xuan could not understand.

In this way, wrapped in the spring breeze, Ling Xuan came to the new city of Preston, the city of hope built in the name of "Fa Pu".

"This ...... It's hope......" Brasil reined in his horse and let out such an exclamation on the hill, past his tall figure, Ling Xuan cast his gaze down the mountain, and at that moment, Ling Xuan's whole body froze.

The Travi River spreads like a ribbon on the ground, and on both sides of it, countless fields reflect its whiteness like black silk.

Farther away, the city named "Fapu", with its blue and rough wooden façade and the new Aru Fasier battle flag waving in the wind at the four corners.

These didn't make Ling Xuan much shocked, what shocked Ling Xuan was the hundreds of people who were cultivating the fields, and the smoke rising in the city, under the reflection of the fiery sunset, it seemed so vibrant, and the feeling at that moment made Ling Xuan unable to express it in words.

"Yes, this is Yarufasir, no, it should be the hope of the entire continent......," Ling Xuan muttered, as if answering the third prince's question.

Brasil turned his head and looked at Ling Xuan, as if waiting for Ling Xuan's next sentence. Ling Xuan stretched out his hand and pointed directly at the field: "Your Royal Highness the Third Prince, if you had to choose, would you want the future of the Holy Land to be like this, or the one that kept crying in blood and fire?"

"This, Ling Xuan doesn't need to make any choices!" Brasil frowned, as if Ling Xuan had touched his self-esteem.

Looking at Brasil for a long time, Ling Xuan swallowed the following words, he couldn't ignore the third prince's self-esteem, if he came to talk to him now about the two countries and never went to war, I was afraid that it would make him suspect that Ling Xuan would fall into the ground.

If it angers His Royal Highness the prince, when the time comes, it will really be an external trouble, and an internal trouble will arise again.

When he was trying to figure out how to open his mouth so that the third prince could jump in on his own, Preston took a few steps forward and whispered, "I just received an urgent report from Danru that there is a big incident in El Fasir. ”

"What?" Ling Xuan shouted, attracting a sideways glance from the sidelines.

Preston glanced around, and had to say it out loud: "My lord, Elfarsil has urgent news, Sumdin has given a dowry to Sarden El to marry the first royal daughter of Sarden Eyre, and Decaux seems to want you to go back quickly and discuss countermeasures." ”

"This second prince is really a master of diplomacy, and he can use political marriages so well. ”

Ling Xuan swallowed his saliva with great difficulty, the marriage with the Assassin Country Sadden El was much stronger than with Whiton Noll or Blackknore, and the assassination sent by the Shadow Knights was fearful and unguardable.

Ling Xuan could even imagine the situation when the assassins appeared at the same time as Whiton Noel and Ling Xuan.

Brasil on the side also frowned, and after a moment of silence, he said: "General Fapu, it seems that you can only see what you want to see here, do you want to go back first and discuss countermeasures with your subordinates?"

"Yes......" Ling Xuan nodded and replied to his words meaninglessly, his heart had already drifted to a distant place, what should he do? Even if there was the deterrence of Whiton Noor, if the other party assisting in the battle was the Assassin group, it would be much more troublesome.

The originally warm wind blew on his face, and it hurt like a knife, and after a light sigh, Ling Xuan raised his hand and ended this short visit.

"Ling Xuan, go back ......"

“...... The house leak happened to rain overnight, and the clothes list was just the day of the moon......"

De Cos knocked on the table, chanting strange words full of charm, and the military attaché next to him looked sideways, but they all shook their heads because they didn't know what the old fox was muttering, and looked back at Melchio, who was standing in front of the huge map

Er.

"If the news is not wrong, such a big matter as the marriage between the two countries will take at least two months according to the old practice. In the meantime, Al Fasir's troops can still be mobilized south, and there are currently 10,000 troops in the southern front of El Farsir, and according to the scout's report, at least 40,000 more will be deployed to this area in the next two months. Melchior pointed to the map and explained the current situation word by word.

"Two months, the first harvest season. Touching his chin, Ling Xuan fell into deep thought, if he did it at that time, Ling Xuan's response could only burn all the wheat that was too late to harvest. And what's even more terrifying is that if El-Fasil uses this marriage to get the strength that can compete with Whiton Noor, at that time, they can contact Blacknoll or the Derakop rebels, such a force, just imagination can determine the fate of Ling Xuan.

"If you fight with the El-Fasil Army alone, Ling Xuan's army can temporarily retreat and stretch the battle line, and then there will naturally be a chance to defeat the other party, but, worryingly, the next alliance. If you add Blake Knoll, the rebels...... Even if Ling Xuan retreated to the line of Djegunwall, the destruction would only be for a moment. Melchior was quick to voice Ling Xuan's concerns.

"They must not be allowed to unite!" This meaning was engraved on the faces of each participant, and after glancing at the officers seated in the column, Ling Xuan stood up and walked to the map: "Al Fasil, Blacknor."

Rebel ...... If you can't fight them by force, use shadows to separate them!"

"Ahh......h

"Ling Xuan understands!" Rhedith slapped his thigh, revealing a sudden look, "That Sarden or something, isn't there that Shadow Knights, that is, Ling Xuan also set up one, put it on the border, and scare the enemy with assassination or something, doesn't that separate them...... But this doesn't seem to be what Ling Xuan's Travino people should do......"

"Rydes, have you gotten smarter lately? Tatum sneered.

Retis scratched his hair and said with a smile, "Ling Xuan, the Travino people are already very smart. ”

Tatum was about to say a few more words, but Ling Xuan waved his hand to stop him, Ling Xuan turned his head and looked directly at Decos: "Strategist, you know the situation of each country better, which country do you think Ling Xuan should find to strike first?"

De Cos stroked his beard, shook his head for a while, then narrowed his eyes and said, "Well...... I heard that Blackknore was composed of five knight lords, and the two knight lords in the southwest and northwest suffered heavy losses in previous battles. I heard that the two knight leaders from the southeast and northeast have recently begun to gather troops and prepare to march west. In order to control the substantive rights of the central leader, the four knight leaders have long had grievances, so it should not be a problem to release some rumors appropriately and drag out the first harvest season. ”

"Well...... This is the best, dragging the fastest moving Blackknoll cavalry, and it should be easier to deal with the rest. Ling Xuan nodded.

"Besides, the marriage between El and Sa or something, but there are many people who are not happy to see it, find a few people to blow the wind, Ling Xuan thinks that many people are happy to see this marriage fail. If you can't stop it, at least it can leave a little shadow. Decos smiled like an old fox.

"I'll leave these matters to the Decos Division, and the rest of you, get ready for battle. From now on, until May and June, when the war may start, Ling Xuan hopes that the Wandering Corps, and even the entire New Yaruffasil Liberation Army, can

Enough to meet Ling Xuan's enemies with the strongest attitude. ”

"Yes!"

March 7, 1355 in the royal calendar

The prelude to what would later be known as the "Dark War" was opened.

"Have you heard that those guys in the east didn't have a good heart this time?"

"Yes, since the death of the first king, those lords in the east have always been dissatisfied with the current holy king, what to say, the blood of the westerners is muddy with the royal family. And he didn't follow the rules, and he didn't choose the next princess for a long time. ”

"And I heard that the people from the east came over on the first harvest season, and they came to eat Ling Xuan's grain, so they don't have good intentions!"

The above rumors sprung up in the streets of Blacknoll like mushrooms after a rain, and for a time the people in the two knight lords in the west were panicked, and thousands of people gathered in front of the lord's house every day. "Don't come here!" the voice gathered together and swept into the royal family of the Center Collar like a raging wave.

The 30,000 troops mobilized from the east were blocked on the borders of the knights, and the lords of the west issued the following message: "I am very grateful for the reinforcements of the friendly forces in the east, but the first harvest season is approaching. The army will inevitably stumble on the rice when it crosses, and last year's famine has not yet eased, and this year we really can't bear any losses. ”

"In that case, then Ling Xuan will also go back to cutting rice!" After dropping his indignant words, the eastern army turned its horses.

On the other hand, the marriage between El Fasil and Sarden El was like a rushing river that could not be stopped, and the two sides exchanged dowries on March 16 and set a ceremony to be held at the end of April.

"I've heard that a few of the Wyton Noors have gone south, and they seem to be good at Crusoe's personal guard. De Cos threw a grass root into the small pond in the courtyard, and the grass root gently fell to the water, splashing a little ripple.

"Ling Xuan's Prince Crusoe wouldn't be stupid enough to do it himself. Ling Xuan squatted in the corridor and said as he took the teacup handed over by Garland.

Decos stretched and yawned again: "Of course not, you think that guy is like you?

When the time comes, the crime of assassination by the remnants of Brasil will not escape. ”

Ling Xuan shuddered, he had already thought of what the other party would do, colluding with the people of the Northern Death Row Prisoners, and then using the mind control of the purple-robed mage to get a few servants to wreak havoc. When the time comes, whether it succeeds or not, the war must begin immediately. On the one hand, the army of Elfasil that had not yet finished preparing hurriedly went south, and on the other hand, there were Ling Xuan's people who had no time to harvest the grain, and it didn't matter if the battle was fought or lost.

"Actually, all the problems lie with the third prince, as long as ...... Surviving the first harvest safely is not too much of a problem. ”