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"Victory~!"

"The war is over~!"

Cheers resounded through the sky and spread to every corner of the majestic Imperial City of Abdwad.

Everyone in Abdewad shouted loudly from the bottom of his heart, laughed heartily, danced happily in the streets, and expressed his happy mood without reservation.

The civil war, which had lasted for a whole year, was finally won, and the people of Abdwad found that they finally no longer had to live in the shadow of war. The ominous clouds that hung over the hearts of the people dissipated in an instant.

Ordinary people don't have to be afraid to walk tomorrow, and they will be caught by the official with a rope and sent to the front line to die.

The owners of the shops no longer have to worry about those who borrow money from Chapter 1120 (6,000 words, asking for a guaranteed monthly ticket) who always forget (6,000 words, ask for a guaranteed monthly ticket) in the name of war, make all kinds of co-payments and donations, go to them to extort money, and forcibly apportion them.

Those small landlords and little nobles did not have to worry about being forcibly conscripted into the army by a paper order, so they said goodbye to their wives and children, and went to the front line to fight the legendary General Haddou, who had three heads, six horns, fire in his eyes, and sulfuric acid in his mouth.

The families of military personnel no longer have to worry about their loved ones, and when the war is over, their husbands (children) will return home safely, and the family will be reunited, and their pockets may be full of yellow gold coins.

The people who live in the city can all find reasons for their victory and then pour into the streets to party to their heart's content.

The whole city has been transformed into a sea of joy, and the sound of joy has formed a huge noise that resounds over the entire city.

The joyous voice spread far and wide, all the way to the palace.

Although the Imperial City was isolated from the outside world, the joyous sound still passed over the towering walls, through the layers of glass doors and windows, through the porches of the halls, and finally reached the ears of the woman sitting on a gorgeous velvet chair.

She looks like a 1120th chapter borrower is always forgetful (6,000 words, ask for a guaranteed monthly pass) is only about 20 years old, like a blooming flower, it is the most beautiful age of a woman.

The skin is delicate and smooth, like the finest lanolin. A slender jade neck, a beautiful white face, plump red lips, and a tall nose.

In particular, those pale gray eyes are as bright as the stars in the night sky, and even a little dazzling, emitting a wise brilliance, which seems to be able to penetrate people's hearts at a glance.

A beautiful long head is simply tied behind the head and tied into a towering bun, showing an extremely capable and noble temperament, and a calm and elegant bearing.

It was the supreme of the Almohads Empire - Empress Isabella.

At this time, she did not deal with the mountain of documents on the table in front of her, although it was prominently marked with the words urgent, top secret, etc.

Instead, he leaned back on the back of the chair slightly, squinting his eyes, his right hand gently resting on the arm of the chair, while his left hand was gently playing with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses in his delicate fingers.

Just by looking at the Gucci laga on the frames, you know that these eyes are definitely worth a lot.

In the middle of the table was a separate message.

It was that good news.

It was sent by the military system, but because it was on the same route, it was only less than ten minutes ahead of the common people.

There is no need to hide the news of the victory, the peacekeepers naturally sent it together with the military and civilians.

However, the advantage of the military is that this telegram was personally drafted by General Hassel, the commander of the Forces nouvelles, and it contains an extremely detailed description of the war situation, and it takes constant time to send this telegram alone.

General Russell, in particular, spared no space to tell Her Majesty the Empress about the unity and unity of the new army.

In the face of the desperate and stubborn resistance of the strong enemy, everyone thought of the glorious image of Her Majesty the Queen and the eyes full of ardent expectations, and immediately felt that the whole body was full of strength, full of energy, not afraid of bloodshed and sacrifice, bravely took the lead, and launched a bloody battle with the enemy and finally defeated the enemy.

But it's a pity that this paperwork, which took countless painstaking efforts and meticulous production of the clerical team, and the writing is quite amazing, which can be called a model of imperial official documents, and people can't help but spit out the breakfast the day before yesterday, but it does not play its due role at all.

Isabel only saw the first few lines of the end and knew that the war had been won, that Haligad had been conquered, and that Haddou was dead.

Immediately lost the ability to read it any further - without reading Queen Isabella to know what was written below.

Empress Isabella threw away the telegram and just snuggled lazily in her chair, motionless, not wanting to do anything, not thinking about anything, not even blinking her eyes.

Since she came to power, she has been very tired these days. Never dared to slack off for a day.

As the de facto controller of this troubled empire, she not only has to deal with a lot of government affairs every day, but also racks her brains and tries her best to provide supplies for the army.

At the same time, as much as possible to appease the nobles of the southern surrender, receive foreign guests from various countries, and formulate various policies and regulations...

Balance the personnel of your subordinates, check and balance your officials, and intrigue with those who oppose you.

The whole person was busy with continuous rotation, and there was never enough time.

At five o'clock in the morning, as soon as I open my eyes, I have to start taking care of all kinds of official business, and at twelve o'clock in the evening, I can go to bed a little.

Even so, I am still worried about the battle ahead.

Almost every day, I wake up from the same nightmare in which hundreds of thousands of armies are defeated by the scheming Haddou, and millions of southern armies are mixed with the undead and slaughtered like a tsunami.

The entire imperial capital burst into flames, drowning in blood

And she was engulfed in blood along with the flames.

Now, when the news came, she suddenly felt relieved of the burden of Qianjun, and instantly felt like a feather, and suddenly felt much more relaxed.

After the feeling of relaxation, the feeling of exertion hit, and the whole thing almost collapsed. I could only lazily wilt in the chair, my mind was blank, I didn't want to move, and let time slowly slip away.

Just as she was enjoying the rare calm, she heard footsteps faintly in the distance.

Then, with a soft click, a gorgeous door opened not far away.

A gray-haired nobleman walked straight in.

He looked at Her Majesty the Queen, who was curled up in a chair and motionless like a sad girl, and a trace of consternation flashed on his face.

In his eyes, Her Majesty the Empress has always been diligent in political affairs, and she has never seen her rest when she is worried about state affairs.

In private, I also admired her energy, but why didn't she work at this time? You must know that after the victory, there is still a lot of things that she needs to decide quickly.

At this time, the queen opened her eyes slightly, and said in a tired voice: "Ha, Marquis of Weishan, do you have something to do?"

Wei Shang hesitated for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, I think, you have received the news that we have won and the great empire has been reborn under your leadership. ”

The queen smiled slightly, Jiaoyan was as bright as a flower, and said flatly: "Yes, dear marquis, we have won." ”

Vichan glanced sideways at her, then cautiously said, "Then should we prepare for what's next?"

Isabella couldn't help but froze, and her brows furrowed instantly.

While carefully observing her expression, Wei Shang couldn't help but be a little worried, hesitated for a moment, and then said tentatively and slowly: "Let's ...... Do you still do what was agreed before?"

Sensing the uncertainty in Vishang's tone, Isabella couldn't help frowning slightly, glanced at him, and then said categorically: "Yes." But...... This matter will be put aside for the time being. At this time, let me rest more. I'm so tired these days, really tired......"

After speaking, he couldn't help but sigh faintly.

Wei Shang humbly bowed his head slightly and said, "Your Majesty, as you wish." ”

He kept his head down, so that even the Queen, who had always been observant, could not see the strange look in his eyes—sympathy, admiration, and a hint of fear.

At this time, the queen had already stood up, walked towards the other door next to her, and said as she went: "I want to have a good rest this afternoon, sleep lazy, go to the conservatory to water the flowers, weed, or drink some afternoon tea or something, if there is no big event that the sky is falling, it is best not to look for me." ”

Vichan looked at her slender and moving back and softly agreed.

After she left, the prime minister sighed softly, shook his head for some reason, and also turned around and walked out through the door where he had just entered.

With their departure, the famous golden room was empty, and the cheers outside grew louder and louder, but the sound accentuated the silence in the heart of the Almohad Empire.

At this time, the news of the victory continued to run tirelessly along the various lines of communication along the airwaves.

Over the grasslands, through the fields, through the guò rivers, over the mountains, across the oceans to every corner of the telebus network.

Everywhere he went, the telegraph operator who had just translated the message would rush out of the room excitedly, waving the telegram and shouting to everyone he met.

When it crossed the ocean and passed to the Ruman Empire.

"Haddou is dead, we won~!"

Those veterans who had participated in the last war were all in tears, or singing indulgently, or silently stroking the weapons in their hands, or raising the wine glasses in their hands, paying tribute to the bloody battlefields and those sacrificed comrades, the honor belongs to them and to themselves.

"Haddou is dead, we won~!"

Guarding the cemetery of the war dead, the gray-haired guard couldn't help but cry bitterly, and put flowers in front of each tombstone.

The war of their generation is finally over, and the souls of those who have been on the battlefield for twenty years can rest in peace.

"Haddou is dead, we won~!"

The nobles and lords from all over the country cheered loudly, and then they ordered to bring out the wine that had been stored for many years and drink it with the people under their leadership. The end of the war means the end of the huge war costs. Relatives and friends of the war in which they participated can go home with honors and medals.

"Haddou is dead, we won~!"

The shopkeepers took the opportunity to launch a variety of discount promotions with inspiring patriotic slogans.

"Haddou is dead, we won~!"

In the palace of the Ruman Empire, His Majesty Emperor Zhulund was also excited, standing in the garden with his hands behind his back, looking at the south, unable to calm down for a long time.

For the victory of this war in the whole world, Empress Rudren is the happiest person.

During his reign, the shame brought to him by Haddou was brought back by Empress Rudrun with interest. Whether it is the contemporaries or the descendants, it can no longer be said that he Rudelun is an incompetent and defeated emperor, and the Ruman Empire is still majestic.

"Haddou is dead, we won~!"

With red eyes, the red-clothed Prime Minister Russell issued three orders to the northern front, asking them to achieve the corresponding results in the shortest possible time.

even made a cruel statement, if he lost the battle again, Sai Ye would have to cut off a few heads to sacrifice the flag.

"Haddou died, we won~!"

His Majesty, the emperor of the Parthian Empire, who had only ascended the throne for a few months, angrily smashed three expensive glasses in a row, and then ordered his subordinates to strengthen the defense of Samarkand again, and increase the tax revenue of this year by another point.

Willingly or unwillingly, with Haddou's death, the peacekeepers have successfully completed their mission. These wolf-like hooligan thugs will soon be moving back.

The political pattern of this continent is bound to change again.

After a few days of recuperation in Haligard, the peacekeepers eagerly began to withdraw.

Despite the problems in the south, the remnants of Haddou are still wreaking havoc, and the whereabouts of Ilerda, Haddou's number one thinker, are unknown.

The legitimate crown prince of the Almohad Empire, Taked, and the second prince, Gondoles, did not know what to do.

From Haligard south to the Great Rainforest, it is still the territory of the Southern Army, and it has yet to be recovered.

But for the peacekeepers, this qiē has nothing to do with them.

The purpose of the peacekeeping force is very clear, which is to grab money and things and kill Haddou. Now both of these goals have been achieved.

As for the rest of the mess, let the Almohads themselves sort it out.

Queen Isabella has already picked up a big bargain, and the peacekeepers will not put this rotten good guy to the end. Wipe their butts.

The largest war in recent centuries was fought from the beginning of summer to the end of winter, with both sides mobilizing 800,000 troops.

Among them, there are more than 600,000 peacekeepers, coalition forces and the new Almohad army. At its peak, the Southern Coalition, which Haddou and his allies formed, numbered more than 200,000 men.

The value of military spending and war materials consumed by peacekeepers in the war is in the tens of millions. The Ruman Empire and the Vatino Holy See paid for most of this.

The entire Ruman Empire threw the whole country into this war with great enthusiasm, and every Ruman contributed to it.

Now, this costly war has finally come to an end, and even for the sake of saving money, the peacekeepers must withdraw their troops as much as possible.

Not to mention, they also grabbed a lot of things, and they also returned home with the honor of the winners. A veritable return to the homeland.

After the order was given by Archduke Julius to withdraw, both the Jumans and the Templars of the Holy See immediately threw themselves into the retreat with great enthusiasm.

They put a large amount of gold in the innermost pocket of their clothes, packed their bags, loaded them with the booty they had looted, dismantled their tents and loaded them into carts, and then marched in line, singing songs of their homeland, and happily marching north.

From the yellow ditty of the Salin miners full of vulgar slang to the rough and heroic pirate songs of the Navians.

The whole southern road was full of armies with military flags, and they swept away all the wine and meat in their path, like locusts, and drank and reveled every night. It has greatly boosted the GDP and consumer consumption index of the land.

They had good reason to do so, the war was over, they were victors, they had defeated the famous Haddou, and most importantly, they were alive and well, and their pockets were full of good-sounding gold coins.

Although it is still a bitter winter, along the way north, the Almohads are already actively clearing the traces of the war, cleaning up the ruins destroyed in the war, rebuilding their homes and preparing for the spring planting.

For them, it doesn't matter who collects their taxes, what matters is whether they can eat enough.

The peacekeepers are homesick from top to bottom, and the Almohads are afraid that these puppies will suddenly change their minds, and they will not leave here and play hooligans. Therefore, local officials are also trying their best to cooperate.

Coupled with the fact that there was no enemy interception, the peacekeepers were moving north at a much faster pace than when they were heading south.

In mid-December, the main forces of the peacekeepers came to the Almohad Imperial City, Abdewad.

On the orders of Grand Duke Julius, the peacekeepers washed their coats, polished their leather boots, and shaved their beards two days in advance.

Because Queen Isabella held the largest triumphal ceremony for the peacekeepers at the city gate.

The welcoming procession from Abdewad City was lined up fifty miles outside the city.

Grand Duke Julius wore a beautiful uniform, a helmet with a high pheasant feather, and a scarlet cloak, and packed himself up like the famous epic hero of the Three Kingdoms and the number one heartthrob in the world, Lu Dabu, sitting on a horse with his chest up.

Behind the Grand Duke, the soldiers of the peacekeepers strode majestically along the road leading to Abdewad.

Everyone knows that this is the most critical time for their boss to pick up girls, and those of them who are younger brothers must show enough courage to support this scene for the boss.

Like a prince in a fairy tale, when the evil witch bullied the good and weak princess, the Archduke Julian wore a golden armor and stepped on colorful auspicious clouds.

And without even eating a single transformation mushroom, with a wave of his hand, he defeated the evil dragon of Kuba and saved the beautiful princess.

Then, according to the classic fairy tale romance novels that have been handed down since ancient times, the next thing should be the three vulgar episodes that are very yellow, violent, and rarely suitable for children - the prince and the princess are not ashamed, they are living happily together.

To put it simply, the time is over and the time to enjoy the pay.

And at the front of the welcoming procession, Queen Isabella was also dressed in a white and gorgeous dress, like a blooming rose, holding a golden scepter in her hand, and standing there alone with a kingly spirit, with a magnificent and magnificent style.

The princes and ministers of the Almohads all surrounded her respectfully.

However, in the eyes of the soldiers of the old and army soldiers, this neatly dressed and gorgeously dressed queen is like a pure little girl who is about to be led into the hourly room by the strange uncle, but her face is still ignorant and ignorant. Many of the puppies even made private bets on which hotel the Grand Duke would have a room with her.

Archduke Julius jumped off his horse and let out a long sigh as he looked at Empress Isabella, who had become more and more noble.

I haven't seen her for a few months, but Queen Isabella has a more royal temperament, and she is now the emperor of an old feudal empire.

The Grand Duke found that he suddenly missed the Empress Isabella, who was in the face of absolute adversity and gritted her teeth and worked hard.

And the queen in front of him made the Grand Duke feel like a rose carved in ice, although it was exquisite, but it was too cold and arrogant to be approachable.

In his heart, the Grand Duke compared the queen at the time of first meeting and at this time, but in the eyes of his subordinates, the Grand Duke stared at Queen Isabella with infatuated eyes.

The personal guard behind him quietly stabbed the Grand Duke and said in a low voice: "Boss, go on~!, we support you." ”

Archduke Julio glanced back, and the generals of the peacekeeping force looked obscene, but at the same time nodded firmly to the Grand Duke, and stretched out his thumb at the Grand Duke.

Someone also used a lip gesture and said: "Get her~!"

Seeing the joy of his subordinates, Archduke Julius also nodded decisively, raised his thumb and shook it behind his back. Then he straightened his collar and strode towards Queen Isabella.

Empress Isabella pulled up the corners of her skirt, bowed slightly to Grand Duke Julius, and said solemnly: "Welcome to the triumphant return of Your Highness, and on behalf of all Almohads, I would like to express my gratitude to Your Highness for your selfless help to our Almohad." ”

Archduke Julius also had no choice but to return the salute in a serious manner, and said in an official tone: "It is precisely the purpose of our United Nations to eliminate evil and maintain peace for all mankind. Fortunately, the peacekeeping force has fulfilled its mission satisfactorily. I would also like to thank Her Majesty the Queen for her generous support in the peacekeeping operation. ”

Empress Isabella raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a formulaic smile, and said, "God the Father can testify that the friendship between Almohads and the Ruman Empire will last forever for hundreds of generations." ”

Grand Duke Julius smiled slightly, the Ruman people are not really hot-headed, they come to help in the spirit of international feudalism, they have their own purposes.

And the one who borrows money always forgets. For example, the French sent troops, sent out the fleet, and borrowed money to help Ah Mei's menstrual people beat the British away.

But all the history books of later generations only say that it was all done by a Washington man, and he had nothing to do with the French.

The French are miserable and don't even have an appendix mixed in. You must know that Louis XVI, the leader of France at that time, and the sixteenth brother owed a lot of money because he helped the devils of the United States fight, and finally put a ride on his head.

As a brilliant military strategist and a seasoned politician, Grand Duke Julian also knew that people were always ungrateful, and that the Almohads might not be able to accept the Rumans.

However, the scene was not to be said, and the Grand Duke Julius also nodded and said, "Let the father witness that Rua will be like a brother, and share good and bad." ”

Empress Isabella smiled reservedly and said, "We have prepared our most solemn welcome ceremony for the warriors of the peacekeeping force, Your Highness, please." ”

"Your Majesty, please. ”

Empress Isabella walked first to the open carriage beside her, and when she lifted her long skirt and boarded the carriage, Archduke Julius courteously stretched out her arms and performed the aristocratic etiquette of a man.

Empress Isabella glanced at the Archduke's hand, stretched out her hand and touched the arm of the Archduke Julian like a dragonfly, and then jumped into the carriage with agility.

The Grand Duke of Julius picked the corners of his mouth, pretended to pat the dust on his sleeve, and also jumped into the carriage and sat beside the queen.

The Almohads guard of honor immediately played drums and majestic music, leading the peacekeepers into the imperial city of Abdwad.

From here, the avenue was cleaned and smoothed, and the people of Almohads were crowded on both sides of the road.

Some of them also carried banners with large letters written on them, and the content was nothing more than the Rua friendship for thousands of generations.

When the drums sounded, the Almohads on both sides of the road began to cheer loudly. ！！！