Time flies, and more than half a month has passed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In addition to teaching students and slightly participating in the management of some academies, Zhang Ang spent most of the rest of his time polishing his martial arts.

Due to the bottleneck of internal strength, he could not advance an inch, so he mainly talked about spending time on moves and light skills. And he found that this swordsmanship really didn't match him, and his brain really went into water when he decided to practice swordsmanship. And this kitchen knife is very easy to practice, whether it is a Chinese kitchen knife, or other twenty-three Western kitchen knives, he is very handy, and in the Xuanwu Hall in the unit of years of continuous training, his knife skills have completely and truly entered a new realm of "out of the gods", now every knife he is like an arm, as if it is an extension of his body.

And the training of light gong also has a definite direction, which is a top light skill that Dean Bernard bought with a lot of money, called "The Connection between Geometry and Footwork", which is a strange light skill that integrates mathematics and physics with light work footwork. Compared with other difficult and obscure mathematical and physical martial arts, this light skill is more gradual and gradual. From points, lines, planes, to plane geometry, to solid geometry, to high-dimensional geometry and non-Euclidean geometry, it is a step-by-step process. The initial training does not require much mathematical cultivation, but as the cultivation deepens, the requirements for mathematics and physics will gradually increase, and the higher the level of mathematics and physics, the stronger the effect.

Although Zhang Ang has always been not very good at mathematics, his brain is much better than before, and some problems that he couldn't think of before can now quickly think of solutions. After making up dozens of mathematical monographs in this world, he has practiced this supreme light skill well. Although this light skill does not perfectly meet the requirements of chefs, it is very accurate and fast in moving, moving, and changing direction within a little range, and it is said that it is practiced to the highest place, and there are very magical special effects, which is the strongest light skill that Zhang Ang has mastered at present. With his continuous efforts to cultivate, he has also successfully entered the realm of "outstanding".

Life in the academy is calm and fulfilling, but there is still mixed news from the outside world.

Especially the news about the war, after all, the army of Lyon City has been on the expedition for more than half a month, and the parents and elders of many students in the academy are in that army.

Those news are good and bad, true and false, affecting the hearts of people all over the city:

"Marshal Napoleon's revolutionary army has broken through the encirclement and is now marching towards Paris in its entirety!"

"The Royalists have left Paris and marched south!"

"The aristocratic coalition fought hard with the royalist expeditionary force and suffered heavy losses. ”

"The royalist line was again breached, and the combined forces of the revolutionary army and the nobility again advanced 100 miles north. ”

"Our Lyon army has been completely integrated into the revolutionary army, and we are now fighting fiercely against the royalists in Valence. ”

"The second line of defense has been broken through again, but we have also lost several famous noble knights in the city of Lyon. ”

The city lords from all over the country continued to gather under the command of Marshal Napoleon, and the revolutionary army continued to grow in strength and the situation was very good. ”

The Vatican issued a proclamation recognizing only Emperor Louis of Paris as French legitimacy, and severely condemning the rebellion committed by the revolutionary army. ”

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Although the news was mostly good, most of the people of Lyon were still worried until the army triumphed. Even little Susan, who has always listened carefully to lectures and concentrated on cooking, often frowned, with some sorrow and worry.

On this day, both sides of the avenue outside the city of Lyon were already filled with people, because it was said that today a group of wounded soldiers and the ashes of the war dead who could not continue the battle would be brought back.

Everyone waited anxiously, wanting to see but afraid to see the approaching convoy, but when it was almost noon, the convoy still appeared.

A convoy with a sad atmosphere appeared in everyone's field of vision, and the people in the convoy were either wrapped in bandages, or missing arms and legs, or lying on stretchers, or in the pottery urns in the car, sparsely and difficult to move forward.

The crowd immediately greeted them, trying to find their relatives inside, the wounded soldiers and their families hugged and cried, the families of the dead held clay pots alone and wept, and those who did not find their families slowly walked home with more worrying worries after repeated confirmations.

Susan also asked the nursing mentor for leave and went with her mother to wait for her father at the city gate, but they didn't wait for it because they didn't know if it was lucky or unlucky.

Zhang Ang also knew the news, and he was also a little worried about Albert, after all, he didn't have any life-saving props on hand now, and he couldn't protect this friend, and whether he could survive or not was up to him. But he didn't go to the city gate to wait, but hurried to the city lord's mansion after class in the afternoon.

"I want to ask, do you know that Albert? He used to work in the City Lord's Mansion, and he went out with the army last time, so I wonder if he will come back this time?" Zhang Ang said to the guard outside the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.

"Who are you, and what is your relationship with Lord Albert?" the guard asked, instead of answering.

"My name is Tom Cruise, I'm a professor at the Michelin Institute and a good friend of Albert, and we've known each other since we were in Paris. Zhang Ang explained in detail.

"Oh, it's Master Tom, I've heard of your deeds, please wait a minute, I'll go in and ask. The guard suddenly became respectful and turned and walked in.

After waiting for a while, he came out and said a little unnaturally: "Lord Albert, he has already returned, but he is injured, well, he needs to recuperate, and said that he does not want to see you for the time being." ”

"Oh, he's hurt, internal or external, is it bad?" Zhang Ang asked with a sigh of relief.

"This, this ......" the guard looked a little hesitant.

"Forget it, you still take me in and let me meet him, I have a lot of good medicine on hand, both internal and external, I think it will have some effect. Zhang Ang looked at him as if he wanted to speak and stopped, and said impatiently.

"Master Tom, this, this is not good, Lord Albert, he, said to heal his wounds, this ......" The guard still looked hesitant.

"It's okay, I have a good relationship with Albert, he won't blame you. Don't hesitate to lead the way. Zhang Ang ignored him and commanded directly.

In desperation, the guard still took Zhang Ang to the outside of Albert's room: "Lord Albert, Master Tom insists on seeing you, and I have already brought him over." ”

"No, don't let him come, let him out, get out, get out, get out of here, I don't want to see anyone now!" Albert's voice was sharp, and he looked angry.

Zhang Ang didn't understand why Albert, who had always been full of confidence, fearless, optimistic and cheerful, was so excited, could it be that he was injured and disabled, and he had lost hope for the future?

After a moment's hesitation, he stepped forward and pushed open the door to the room.

Albert was lying on the bed, his limbs looking intact, and his facial features were not damaged, except that his lower body was wrapped in layers of white bandages.

He was full of anger, and Qing Jing looked at Zhang Ang violently.