"Deserters?"

Brunhill looked incredulous, and looked down again to see if the word had been mistyped.

There was no clerical error on the part of the secretary of the communications office, and in combination with the content before and after, they were talking about "deserters from Charlemagne's army".

"To be precise, an expeditionary force deserter from the territory. ”

Li Lin shrugged, whether it was local or territorial, those soldiers were indeed serving in the army under the banner of the golden irise, so the telegram was not called the wrong one.

Brunhill didn't care about wordplay, she couldn't imagine that there would be so many deserters, and they had escaped from the expeditionary force that was said to be the elite of all countries. Even if the soldiers in the territory have always had poor military discipline, they are called "you can't live without concerts" and "you can't fight without potatoes and roast beef" or something...... But there were 1,500 people, a whole reinforced battalion of cavalry, infantry, and engineers, who broke away from the troops, turned into train thieves, and finally set their sights on a group of people they couldn't afford to mess with......

"Is it possible that false information was deliberately released?"

"Probably not, it was Stacy who was in charge of the torture, and in front of the Nine-Taileds, the Soldering Iron and the Polygraph, I doubt how much courage and energy those ruffians have to make up lies. ”

"Damn it!"

Brunhill cursed fiercely, such a thing was unimaginable for members of the Defence Force, who had always emphasized military discipline and strict hierarchy.

"And the military judges and gendarmes in there? well, this is a group of living treasures like no other in the world. ”

His Excellency the Lieutenant General was almost outraged, even though she had always held herself to a strict standard. At the same time, she kept telling herself in her heart that "this is a human army", but she still had a strong urge to shoot these guys.

"If they were my soldiers, I would have shot them all with my own hands. ”

"Don't get so excited, Brunhill. ”

Handing a glass of chilled orange juice to the depressed lieutenant general, Li Lin said in a pitiful tone:

"When morale is completely broken, can you expect military discipline to continue to work? if soldiers are generally war-weary, extremely dissatisfied with their treatment, and at the same time disgusted or even hated their commanders. It is impossible for any army to maintain normal functioning, and the only outcome that awaits them is violent revolution and collapse. For now, the soldiers of Ostoria have chosen the former. The soldiers of the St. István Crown still maintained a semblance of morale. But they are moving closer and closer to the line of violent revolution. ”

"As you say. ”

Suppressed by the nameless fire that pulsed, Brunhill replied in a transactional tone.

The territorial soldiers at the front were already extremely dissatisfied, on the one hand, Albion and their Charlemagne homeland drove them to charge at the positions of the Duchy Army like cattle, and any backward movement would attract bullets from the Warlords. On the other hand. The overtly disparity in treatment caused the Khabis to develop a strong antipathy towards the Albions and Charlemagne's army. Take rations, for example. The soldiers of the territory had almost the same recipe every week and every day: 400 grams of brown bread, turnips, dried mackerel and potato skin soup. Charlemagne's tent, on the other hand, was filled with the smell of roasted meat, sour cream baked potatoes, onion soup, white bread rolls and apple cream pies. In other ways. The difference is roughly the same.

In normal times, this difference would not cause any problems, and in the first place, everyone did not expect soldiers and officers to be treated the same. They won't complain about anything, but it's hard for the soldiers to continue to endure while feeding them the same things as livestock fodder and driving them to death.

At first, it was a small desertion of individual soldiers, but gradually it became an entire squad and platoon of soldiers fleeing with weapons, and finally it developed into a whole company fleeing en masse. At this time, the front command realized that something was wrong, and quickly sent cavalry to chase and hang the captured deserters in front of everyone, so as to finally stop the tide of deserters. But by this time, nearly 4,000 people had disappeared from the barracks.

Some of them chose to return to their hometowns, but many more knew that if they did, they would be caught and hanged, and the homeless GIs formed bands of thieves to raid homes or loot trains carrying supplies to the front. The condolence group encountered what seemed to be the biggest group of train thieves. ”

Li Lin blinked.

"That's a really good thing. ”

"Definitely. ”

Brunhill agreed.

It wasn't because of the opportunity to test new weapons, it wasn't because Roland had successfully brushed up his record and qualifications, and it wasn't because Charlemagne had lost face.

The discontent of the territorial soldiers is approaching a boiling point - this is really good news for the elven camp.

If even the music-loving and peace-loving Ostolian army fled as bandits, the mentality of the soldiers of the St. István Crown who remained on the front line in Riga would have been very similar to that of the sailors of the German High Seas Fleet in October 1918, but they had not yet contracted the "revolutionary plague" and the Soviets had not yet been formed among the soldiers, so the mutiny had not yet occurred. But when they hear about what is happening in their hometown, what do they do?

"Let's leak some of the news to our duchy friends first, and let them fight first, although it won't be effective immediately, but at least the seeds of doubt will be planted first. After a while, after the 'emergency' here, it will be time for them to make a choice. ”

"Understood. ”

Brunhill silently put away the text, took a sip of black tea, and changed the subject.

"Speaking of which, how are Roland and the girls?"

Like all mothers who are anxious about their children's marriages, Brunhill is very sad about Roland's love career, but unlike those mothers, in addition to the innate sensitivity of women in this regard, she is also concerned about the political elements in it.

Needless to say, Minerva's status as a royal daughter is that Valrhona has an ambiguous and ambiguous attitude, and that the saint's sister, Sister Diana, also seems to have a crush on Roland, and as far as she knows, Lance Rodette of Albion seems to like Roland's appearance.

Any one of the above who has a relationship with Roland will have a certain impact on the political territory of various countries, and now there is another church saint who is both scheming and beautiful on the train. If she's interested in Roland...... Just thinking about this mess, Brunhill's brain is going to hurt, if these people push Roland together......

"So far, he has maintained a pure, intimate relationship with each lady, and has not yet made a move against any of them. ”

Li Lin's tone was very flat, making it impossible to distinguish the attitude.

Next, in the same tone, he asked rhetorically:

"Then again, who do you think will be among them who can breed pure love with Roland?"

Brunhill couldn't answer.

Roland, who will have an impact on the consortium and even the country every move, has a different position from his shoulders. Because of the chance and deliberate arrangement of the women gathered around him - the odds of a love affair between the two that did not involve any calculations. Near zero.

Even the relationship between Brunhill and Li Lin is not without any calculations, and the younger Roland has no chance to be an exception.

Make yourself the most influential person for the future leader of the consortium - no one can resist this temptation, so the king's daughter, the nun of the church, the princess of the dragon family, the half-elven knight, the girl of the declining aristocratic family. All gathered around Roland. Try to use a woman's flesh and charm to capture Roland's heart. And then grasp the consortium. Since everyone is on the same page. Sooner or later, the girls will compete for the order of Roland's favor, and in this way, it is even less likely that a so-called "pure love affair" will arise from it.

What a hassle.

Brunhill sighed softly. Li Lin's fingers tapped on the desk.

Perhaps Brunhill thought it was trouble, but in Li Lin's view, it was exactly what he hoped for.

From a biological point of view, sex is nothing more than a process and ritual of exchanging genetic information and mixing genes, with the ultimate goal of reproduction. Li Lin arranged those girls by Roland's side, and the original purpose was not to have anything to do with politics, but he just hoped to get an "excellent backup", so whether it was to compete for favor, or whether Roland had a relationship with all the girls, as long as this purpose could be achieved, it was allowed.

However, since the sexual behavior of intelligent beings is accompanied by pleasure, the process of sexual activity is also an end in itself, and both parties often expect the partner to be happy in the process, and whether or not this result can be achieved seems to have an important impact on conception and the quality of the next generation.

To put it in layman's terms, that is, the love index between Roland and the woman directly determines whether they can reproduce a good next generation.

In order to achieve this goal, by the way, to maintain the balance of politics, and take the opportunity of traveling, so that Roland's favorability with all the girls will increase simultaneously, and having a relationship with them is the best choice.

Thankfully, there is also a magician in that group of thieves, and thanks to the duel between him and Roland, things will go in a good direction......

It's time to move on to the next topic.

Just as he was about to speak, there was a rapid ringing from the red phone used for emergency calls, a special line that would only be activated when something very urgent happened. After pressing the prepared topic, in Brunhill's eyes mixed with nervousness and doubt, Li Lin grabbed the phone.

The call lasted less than a minute, and Li Lin hung up the phone after saying "I know", and then fell silent.

After two minutes or more, a wry smile appeared on Archon Alfheim's face.

"I always thought that tossing was the crown prince's personal hobby. ”

He spread his hands as if he were in trouble that was difficult to solve.

"But now it seems that Charlemagne's royal family is a bunch of guys who like to toss and turn. ”

"What happened?"

Brunhill was completely baffled, what was it that required the use of the emergency line and still make this seemingly omnipotent consul put on such an expression?

"Nothing. ”

Li Lin was relaxed, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince is missing, and then, when I checked the luggage of the condolence group, I found that Her Royal Highness had an extra box in her luggage. ”

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When the explosion occurred, the bandits were almost stunned.

The 88mm tank gun is not a professional howitzer, and due to the limited caliber, even if a high-explosive grenade is fired, the explosion effect formed is not as good as that of the 105mm howitzer.

Still, it was a terrifying sight for the group of people who had only seen the front-loading smoothbore guns, and taking advantage of this perfect opportunity, the marines on the train disembarked and attacked.

If ordinary thieves encountered this situation, it was estimated that they would collapse in two or three blows, but this group of deserters was also trained soldiers, and after experiencing the initial chaos, they quickly calmed down and lined up in an impact formation to launch a counter-attack.

The musketeers who did not form a line should not be afraid, and before they formed a horizontal line, it was enough to use the mobility to divide and surround them.

The leader who was thinking like this flew into the sky with his men and horses, and the cavalry looked at the scenery in front of them that was out of common sense.

"Don't daydream. ”

The girl with a strange long weapon stood in front of her, and said majestically:

"Ben Worm is going to send you all to the stratosphere?"

As he spoke, he grabbed the kicking horse's hooves with his free left hand, and lifted the horse and rider with only one hand in full view of everyone.

"Haa!!!a

Like a child wielding a wooden stick, he waved and threw an object far larger than himself, and before the screams of the poor worm fell, the worm had already waved its "horns" and rushed into the helpless enemy formation, and people were constantly being sent into the air. (To be continued......)