As the days passed, so did the situation in Paris. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

King Qin's armies, large and small, continued to gather towards Paris from all directions.

There were noticeably more people in armor and blades on the streets, and the noise in the taverns grew louder and louder every day.

There are more and more people drinking and making trouble, picking quarrels and fighting, and the air is filled with irritable fighting spirit.

Fortunately, the police and musket teams were basically spread all over the city, but they did not make any major trouble for these outsiders.

There was also some good news coming from the front, such as the reinforcements had arrived safely in the city of Dole and officially taken over the defense, the situation had been completely stabilized and how many attacks by the British, and how many Brits had been killed in a night attack, and so on, which greatly encouraged the confidence of everyone in Paris.

After a few days of rest and reorganization, the second departure ceremony began.

Different from the previous time, there were more people on this expedition, there were four legions, all of which were temporary legions composed of Qinwang troops from all over the country, although their weapons and armor were not uniform, and the formation was not neat enough, but the momentum was still very high, and there were obviously more martial arts masters in it.

This time they were led by a big fat man, Marshal Tyrenne, who was a representative of a military family among the nobles after the famous generals.

He was accompanied on the expedition by a more robust black-armored knight, another French spear warrior.

The crowd of people who were sending off this time was obviously not as large as last time, there was not so much sadness of parting, and there was a little more fanaticism for victory, as if this expedition could seal the victory and completely defeat the English army.

After this expedition, there were still many small groups of Qinwang's army that continued to rush to Paris, but this time they were not organized into legions to support the front line, but only arranged some work such as strengthening the city defenses, preparing city defense equipment, and going out of the city to spy on them, and left them in Paris.

But the originally boiling air in Paris slowly cooled down, and Zhang Ang's life slowly calmed down.

Master Todd's side also started classes as usual, but there were a few fewer students.

Zhang Ang also practiced swords as usual, but he spent more time communicating with Albert.

Albert was still very pessimistic: "I always felt that something was wrong, and it shouldn't have gone this way." ”

"Isn't it good now, Lille City has held on, and with the support of these four legions today, it will definitely be able to stop the English army. Zhang Ang comforted her.

"I mean, Lille shouldn't be able to hold it, something must be wrong here. Albert insisted.

"Didn't it come to the news that the other side attacked very fiercely, and hit the city wall several times, and everyone fought bloodily to kill the British? Zhang Ang guessed according to his own understanding.

"I know very well how strong the British are, and if they really attack with all their might, Lille City will not be able to hold it. The city of Lille should have been breached without waiting for the support of Marshal Villars. Albert still insisted.

"In any case, Marshal Tyrrenne will definitely be able to hold it this time, and when the weather cools down in winter, the British will definitely withdraw their troops. Zhang Ang hopes that his good friend will not worry all day.

"Well, maybe I'm too pessimistic, so why don't we go to the tavern for a drink?" Albert invited.

"No, I'll wait for something to go out, you can go yourself. Zhang Ang rejected his offer.

Jang Ang did have something to do: he wanted to see Miss Sophie again, to see what she thought of the war, or what her plans were.

After all, Zhang Ang doesn't care about many people now, just Miss Sophie's family, old Ivan, Arnold, and a good friend Albert who has helped him a lot during this time.

As for the lives of other people, he doesn't care at all, and he doesn't have the ability to care.

After pinching a different face and changing into the clothes of his subordinates, Zhang Ang walked into the Rose Sword Academy.

Compared to before, the academy is much more deserted, many students have gone home, and some have even gone to war.

Familiar with the road, Zhang Ang knocked on the door of Master Sophia's house, and after waiting for a few more hours, Zhang Ang saw Miss Sophie again.

"You're here. Zhang Ang obviously had a lot of words in his heart, but he didn't know where to start, and finally only held back a greeting: "How are you doing lately?" ”

"Alas. Miss Sophie sighed leisurely, with a hint of resentment in her tone: "So soon, even half a year has passed, I thought you would never appear again." ”

"I've been in Paris, and I've been passing by the door of your mansion every day, but I've never seen you put the flowers out. Zhang Ang reluctantly explained.

"If I don't let it out, won't you come to me? As a fiancé, can't you take the initiative?" Miss Sophie gave Zhang Ang a blank look, full of charm.

"I, this, this, I didn't expect it, this ......" Zhang Ang suddenly became clumsy.

"Okay, don't tease you, what's the matter with me?" Miss Sophie brushed her hair and sat down directly across from Zhang Ang.

"Well, isn't there a war lately, I have a friend, and he keeps telling me that we are going to lose the war, and the British are going to fight in Paris. I'm just a little worried, so I'm just going to ask, in case the British really call, do you have any preparations, Sophie?" Zhang Ang hurriedly said what he meant.

"Why, my family Li Ang will also care about people now. Miss Sophie quipped.

"I'm just asking if I can help. Zhang Ang felt a little hot on his face, and he must have turned red.

"Don't worry, it's okay, the things inside are complicated, and I can't understand it with you now. But I promise, it's all right, if the British do come to Paris, you can hide in the academy, and it should be safe here. Miss Sophie smiled, as if she didn't care about the war at all.

"Oh, okay, I'll come back then. Zhang Ang stood up and was about to leave, but stopped again, hesitated for a while, and said softly: "Although I don't know what you want to do, Sophie, I still hope you must pay attention to safety." ”

"yes, I see. Miss Sophie smiled brightly and handed over a small box: "By the way, this is for you." ”

"What is this?" Zhang Ang was puzzled.

"Although the autumn auction was a failure, I still attended the summer auction, and it was a trophy, and I think you should need them very much. Miss Sophie's smile was still faint: "If you have any good swordsmanship, don't forget to inform me." ”

Zhang Ang took the small box, and suddenly felt a little sour in his heart.