General Garcia will enter the city in the afternoon.

This is the most important thing that has happened to Ameraburg in this time. A little more than a month ago, Svadia suddenly showed the entire continent its determination to carry the war through to the end. Even a foreigner can easily be infected by the enthusiasm shown by Svadia. The whole of Svadia now seems to have returned to the legendary ancient age of Kallad: in that time, the whole world was full of heroes, and the messengers of the kings only had to shout 'The enemy is coming' along the official roads, and countless citizen soldiers would carry shields and spears and ask to join the army. Now, it seems to have been revived in Swadia, where sailors have broken oars, hunters have burned down mountain huts, and farmers have broken their hoes and gone to the conscription office without hesitation.

The smallholder farming system that Swadia has focused on protecting is now paying off. In Svadia, the number of soldiers is almost unlimited. This also makes Svadia the envy of other countries, in any war, Svadia does not need mercenaries very much, and thus avoids the series of troubles that come with using mercenaries. Of course, the aristocracy in Swadia has spared no effort to deconstruct this national advantage of Swadia, and these people are trying to expand their territory, annex yeoman farmers and turn them into their own tenants. When war comes, these people provide the country with very limited human resources, and they often push back on the state's orders. There were many lords who often served passively for forty days, and when they had fulfilled their obligations as vassals, they turned around and went home, and although these people would have been stained with honor, they would not have any substantial loss.

In the midst of the information about Svadia, all of them were amazed at the good fortune of a young officer. This officer served on the front line in Fort Lentia for a year, and then was praised as a hero. It is said that this officer has been absorbed into the Eastern Military District of Svadia and has been reinstated to the family title of 'baron', and at the same time, this guy named Sloinwright has become the youngest general in Svadia in nearly half a century--- the new General Lundia.

Of course, people know that the empire will not really hand over the border fortress to a hairy boy, and I am afraid that it will not be possible for Wright to really get all the real power before he is thirty years old. But the Empire's purpose in doing so has been achieved: the youth of all of Swadia now see how generously they can be rewarded if they serve the Empire. People talk about the exciting parade in Dehrim and the heroic stories that took place in Fort Lundia.

These stories became the main concern of the father and Cesar. My father and Wright were both overjoyed to learn of Wright's great success, but later, as the Heroes of the North were found out about their relationship with my father, they inquired with anticipation about the young general. Over time, my father began to fall into a kind of loss, "Wright has been so successful." At the same time, Dimitri, who was with Wright, had no news, and Wright did not take the initiative to contact my father.

Ever since he went out a few months ago, my father has been severely reprimanded by the military. The request of the refugee organizations to invite my father to participate was also rejected by the Rhodok on the simple reason that 'in times of war, officers cannot leave their posts at will'.

Someone in Ameraburg even started walking, "The Swadians will always only care about the Swadias".

During these days, there have been several skirmishes between the patrols of Fort Amera and the Salanders, but they have only tentatively engaged as soon as they were encountered. It was clear that the Rhodok soldiers of Ameraburg and the Salander soldiers of Gamic were very nervous, and they all stared at each other with wide eyes, and everyone knew that the decisive battle was coming.

At this point, the Salanders are more nervous than the Rhodoks, because the center of the Salanders is not here. The Salanders entered the war in order to gain a stronghold in one or two Swadia towns with the assistance of the Kujits, but the Rhodoks fought against all odds, forcing the Salanders to fight on two fronts. The established policy of the Salanders was to remain on the defensive on the southern front and offensive on the northern front. For the Salanders, the best situation is to postpone the upcoming war in the Garmicchi region as much as possible, and when the Swadias on the northern front are completely defeated, Salander can concentrate on the defense of Garmicschfort. But it was clear that the Rhodoks were no more stupid than the Salanders, and that they would attack sooner rather than later, no later than the end of summer.

Sultan Salander expressed great anger at the previous attack on Svadia refugees under the protection of Rhodok by Salander officers. In order to appease the Rhodoks, the Sultan of Salander even wrote a letter to the Grand Duke of Rhodok, attributing the campaign to the reckless pursuit of merit by the young officers. Anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is nonsense, because the Sultan of Salander has far more control over his officials than the rest of the countries, and a war of that magnitude cannot take place without the Sultan's instructions.

Since Salander joined the Kugit camp, his attitude towards Rhodok has been ambiguous, and he has not officially declared war until now, but has only expressed diplomatic 'regret' that Rhodok helped Swadia. At the beginning of the New Year, Saland enacted a new law allowing Rhodok merchants to enjoy the same treatment as Salander merchants in Saland, which caused an uproar among Rhodok's domestic business allies, who demanded that Rhodok's government enter the war with reservations.

Rhodok's officers knew that this was just an act of the Salanders to delay the war. These military attachés, whether out of a desire to regain Fort Garmic or out of an innate distrust of Salander, did not want the war to be delayed because of some 'little white face of copywriting' in the rear. At a critical moment, the two factions within the army came to an agreement. Admiral Enor agreed to give his full support to General Garcia's attack on Fort Garmic, and for this reason, Enor's fleet on the surface of the sea would ensure that Admiral Garcia would not have to worry about the safety of the coastline and would not have to worry about the fact that Fort Garmich would receive assistance from the sea.

The statements of Generals Enor and Garcia soon became powerful in Rhodoc's parliament. Countless parliamentarians were directed by invisible cliques in successive meetings, and passed one bill after another to support the war. After the New Year, Rhodok stopped trade with Salander and declared an embargo on Salander; In January, in dissatisfaction with the 'rampant smuggling' of the Salanders, the Rhodok announced that the Navy would intercept and detain all Salander ships without warning, and in February, the Viruga Military District convened an urgent meeting of officers. In the second week after the meeting, an army of 1,200 men began to pull out from Djerkha, and these men were to be transported by the navy to the bay of Gamichi.

The news had been secretly spread to Fort Amera after General Garcia's expulsion, and my father had learned of it even before many of his superiors.

When the news that General Garcia was about to arrive at Fort Amera finally came, the people of Fort Amera were ready for anything. Now there were 1,400 soldiers stationed at Amerafort, and in the open sea, 900 soldiers from the navy were in charge of patrolling, and counting the 1,200 soldiers led by General Garcia, the Rhodoks used more than 3,000 soldiers in this campaign. This is a staggering number, and it is the largest military operation since the Rhodoks repelled the Salanders more than a decade ago. By this time, the Rhodoks had been reorganized, the new army system had been fully promoted, and the once separate lords' units had been grouped into different branches of the army, and in wartime, the lords would not be given more freedom than ordinary officers.

After learning that the Rhodoks were determined to fight, the Salanders also began to increase their troops at Fort Garmic. Around Fort Garmic, the Salanders had deployed 1,700 soldiers, and although they were numerically inferior, no one dared to predict how the final battle would develop, considering that the Salander navy had never shown up.

General Garcia's envoy finally arrived at Fort Amera, and the envoy told the crowd that General Garcia had landed at Gamici Bay a few days ago and would enter the city in the afternoon. In addition to the more than 500 soldiers stationed in the navy one after another, most of the rest were Garcia's old troops, who were familiar with General Garcia's habit: 'the great disgust of welcoming ceremonies'. It is said that this is because General Garcia was always unpopular when he was young, and was never excluded from all 'welcome ceremonies'. Of course, on the bright side, everyone said that this was General Garcia's honesty and integrity.

My father was very nervous, for the boatswain told him that Garcia was very unhappy with my father for not listening to his superiors and taking the initiative to attack the Salanders.

In the afternoon, looking down from Fort Amela, you can already see the soldiers winding up the ridge, and the swarthy team can feel a compelling momentum even from a distance. This feeling is even stronger when viewed up close. The soldiers brought by General Garcia were all carefully selected and able-bodied men, well-equipped, and between the ages of eighteen and thirty, the best age for the combination of strength, agility, and combat awareness. This soldier is the tip of the iceberg that General Garcia has painstakingly managed over the years. It took about an hour before all the soldiers entered the city, and before that, General Garcia had been waiting outside the city gate, and when the last soldier entered the city gate, Garcia and a few of his own soldiers rode into the city. During this time, my father had been standing on the city wall, looking at Garcia below in a cold sweat.

Cesar asked curiously, "Are you hot?" ”

"No, it's because Uncle Garcia is here."

My father was preparing to receive General Garcia's reprimand, and was preparing to apologize.

Before dinner, the soldiers on duty at the city wall made a change of guard, and when my father returned to the station, he saw a postman distributing letters and parcels, which were mailed to Amerafort from all over Rhodok, and it was loaded with seven carts, and this time it arrived at Amerafort with the army. Cesar's father sent him a letter and a jar of ointment to stop the blood, and her mother gave him a lucky necklace. My father received several letters and a large package from Su Nuo with a velvet coat that his aunt had sewn for him, Jill's mother had given him Nord Gold sore medicine, and my grandfather and Su Ge'er had given him a few letters.

Nothing else is strange, except that Su Ge'er said in the letter that the goblins have returned to Suno. There, Goblin began to write scripts, and has published three sets at his own expense, and hired a few small workers in the city center to deliver them to meet people. Now the playwright Goblin has become famous. He has created a series of touching heroic genre stories, in which the male protagonists are all called goblins, and the heroines are all called Su Geer, and the plot is generally the same: if it is a comedy, it is that the goblin has gone through a lot of hardships, defeated a villain named Sabel or something, and then hugged Su Ge'er; If it is a tragedy, it is that the goblin went through a lot of hardships, and was finally defeated by the villain, confided in his incomparable attachment to Su Ge'er before he died, and finally died in Su Ge'er's arms on the lonely plain with autumn leaves.

Su Ge'er concluded, "Goblins are so cute." An actor named Lord Khobar has taken a fancy to the role of a wealthy merchant in the Goblin script and has already contacted the Goblin about adapting the script, which if he is lucky, may be staged in the near future. Due to the high level of patriotism in Goblin's plays, they may be promoted as wartime propaganda plays.

At this point, she told her father, "Wright has made a name for himself, and now Wright's future is sandwiched between two interest groups, one by the old aristocracy represented by Harlaus, and the other by a group of young people gathered around the future emperor, Prince Frederick." Now many people feel that the future emperor will be a huge dependent, so they have defected to the prince's banner, when you return to China in the future, don't make a hasty decision. Now it seems that Haraus is underestimated, and I think the old fox is happy to do so, so that he can recognize who is a friend and who is a potential enemy. If you want to make a name for yourself, at least don't stand against Harlaus, and that's my advice to you. Also, Wright is already well ahead, and I think you should have some ideas and hope to hear from you soon. Your uncle should be going to the front soon, contact him more, you will be beneficial. ”

The goblin part of Su's letter made my father happy, and reminded him of many memories of Suno that had faded away.

Garcia didn't summon my father until the evening, which made him even more overwhelmed. At this time, a man he didn't expect found him, Sabo Marion.

Marion arrived at the front with the engineering team, and inside Amerafort, Marion would be responsible for instructing the craftsmen to repair the equipment and assisting the sappers in planning the siege.

Marion stood in the doorway, carrying a ham wrapped in oiled paper and a bottle of soju, with the smile of an old friend: "Boys, come with me for a drink". Cesar and my father gladly agreed.

After learning of Garcia's departure, Marion applied to the Academy of Sciences to go to the front. It just so happened that the Academy of Sciences was assigned the quota to send experts to the front, and the two sides hit it off, and Marion got the pass on the same day.

In a guard room, Marion and two young men cut meat with knives and drank freshly brewed Wekia shochu, and Marion brought a choking Nord sauce, mustard, which Marion liked to have slices of meat stained with mustard, and it is said that the Nords would use sashimi to serve with mustard. But my father and Cesar, after tasting the power of mustard, burst into tears and stopped trying.

When my father asked Uncle Marion why he came to the front, Marion said something that surprised my father,

"Xiaokui ran to the front line, I'm here to find that girl."