I will be crowned king

silence.

Deathly silence.

Louis Bernard's mind went blank, while Roman, who was expressionless at the invitation, was completely expressionless and had no idea of ​​speaking first.

The two sides looked at each other in this strange silence, and neither of them spoke.

After a full minute, the shocked Louis finally came to his senses, looked at Roman squarely with a bit of knightly pride in his keen eyes:

"Dear Lord Roman, I'm honored that you can accept my invitation; to be honest, I didn't expect you at first...I didn't expect you to show up."

Roman nodded silently. He was actually quite confused as to why he was the only one here.

Both parties thought of someone at the same time, and then pretended that nothing happened when they just met.

"The reason why I invite you to come for an interview is out of mutual respect." Louis straightened his slender waist slightly and said calmly:

"In the past four days, you and your brave soldiers have always firmly occupied the only road leading to Eagle Point City, isolating my army from the land east of Eagle Point Pass, and have never been able to advance."

"By any standard, you have accomplished an outstanding job in blocking the enemy; I believe that even the emperor of the empire cannot ask for more from a vassal with only three thousand troops."

"You have also seen today's battle. In this case, I implore you to accept this honor; I guarantee you that until the sun rises tomorrow, the army of the Ysel elves will not make any move."

"Clovis's royal flag can be lowered when the sun rises on the fifth day, how about that?"

Louis tried his best to use more tactful words to get the other party to withdraw from the battle.

Roman looked at him coldly and did not reply.

"As a knight, I don't want to face failure. I understand this very well." Louis continued:

"But I think we can all agree that the fight is over and there's no point in fighting it any longer."

"No." Roman suddenly said:

"It can only be considered half agreement."

"half?"

"Yes, half."

Roman said expressionlessly: "You agree, I don't."

Louis was startled at first, and then his delicate face turned red instantly, which was extremely conspicuous against the backdrop of his blond hair.

The corners of the indifferent Roman's mouth curled up slightly.

No wonder Anson took the initiative to ask him to be interrogated. It turned out...

"Sarcasm and ridicule of me will not reverse the current situation of the war!"

Louis, whose face turned red, growled:

"Your soldiers have been fighting for four days straight, four days! No supplies, no reinforcements!"

"How much ammunition do they still have in their hands, thirty rounds or sixty rounds?! How many of them are still intact, five hundred or a thousand?!"

"I also have 20,000 well-equipped soldiers and an equal number of reserves. My artillery reserves can fill your position!"

"This battle...is...over!"

Louis' breathing was slightly rapid, and he stared at the Clovis man in front of him.

Roman, whose expression remained unchanged, met his gaze, stepped forward unhurriedly, and spoke slowly:

"As long as there is a Clovis flag on the battlefield, a rifle, and a soldier..."

"This battle is not over yet."

The low words echoed in Louis' ears.

Neither of them spoke again and fell into a long silence.

"Since you insist on doing this, I won't say anything anymore." After the excitement, Louis' expression became a little gloomy, but his eyes remained as determined as ever:

"Tomorrow morning, at the same time, I will issue an order for a full-scale attack to completely eliminate you and your warriors, and return your body to the land of Clovis."

Roman, who looked at him quietly, still just nodded, neither angry nor grateful, as if all this was just a casual chat after meeting a friend by chance:

"I will pray for you."

Louis, who was about to turn around and leave, was stopped by these words, and looked back with a slight frown; but Roman didn't give him a chance to solve his doubts, and galloped towards the position on horseback.

Louis, who was full of doubts, returned to the military camp with a complicated mood. He turned down the daily military meeting and left only the words "Tomorrow's general attack" before turning and walking into his tent.

With a frown on his face, he sat at the map table, staring at the map of Eagle Point Pass, silently.

He is not worried about Roman... Although the opponent is a respectable knight, he and his army are at the end of their rope; no matter how hard they grit their teeth, tomorrow will be the last day he can hold on.

It doesn't matter if the casualties are slightly larger, it can even be said that it is not a bad thing at all; by eliminating those recruits who cannot fight at all, the combat effectiveness of the Guards Corps that has withstood the fire of war will rise by more than one level.

The 20,000-strong army lingered on the position held by 3,000 men for four days. In addition to some of Louis' "stubbornness", there was also the idea of ​​"training" in it.

So why is Roman holding on here? Also, isn't he Ludwig's adjutant? How can he work for Anson Bach?

In addition, the person guarding Eagle Point Pass is Roman. So how did those previous rumors come out?

How did the news of tens of thousands of troops passing through Eagle Point City and entering the east of Eagle Point Pass appear?

Louis shook his head vigorously to erase these messy messages from his mind.

That's not what's important now. He only needs to care about the reason why Roman will stick to this place at all costs.

The only possibility is probably to buy time for the main force of the Southern Legion on the front line to conquer Eagle Point City.

But that is Eagle Point City, one of the strongest fortresses in Yser; even if the defense is neglected due to the Clovis raid, it will not be over in four or five days...

etc!

Louis was suddenly shocked, and some unbelievable possibilities gradually emerged in his mind.

If it was him... Anson Bach... four or five days, maybe it would really be possible.

Just like Thunderclap back then.

Staring at Eagle Point City on the map, cold sweat broke out on Louis' temples unconsciously.

"Snapped!"

A pair of soft little hands gently pressed his eyes from behind.

"Guess~who I am~!"

There was a hint of joyful laughter in the cunning, and also mixed with a little fragrance.

Feeling the softness and body temperature coming from behind, the blindfolded Louis recovered from his shock, and then sighed:

"Can you please stop making trouble, Your Highness Freya?"

Except for you, who in the entire military camp can afford a bottle of jasmine perfume worth eighty gold coins!

"Ah...did you guess it so quickly?!"

The elf princess let go of her hand in annoyance and pouted at Louis, but the next second she smiled happily and sweetly: "Well, you are worthy of being the commander-in-chief of the Guards appointed by my father!"

Looking at her changing face, Louis felt helpless and completely confused about the mysterious thoughts of Her Royal Highness the Princess:

"Tell me, what did you come for?"

"Can't I just come to you if I have nothing to do? Don't forget, I am the real commander of this legion. At most, you are just exercising power on my behalf!"

Her Highness Freya raised her head proudly, her pointed little ears under her hair dyed with a touch of pink: "By the way...delivering a letter for someone."

"letter?"

"Yes, it is said to have been sent by the commander-in-chief of the Clovis people opposite."

Roman?

Louis, who was confused, took a letter sealed with ink pad from the hands of the proud Freya, with the family crest of the Franz family stamped on it.

I just met this guy a few hours ago. Is there anything I can't say one-on-one in person and have to explain in a letter?

With questions in mind, Louis carefully opened the envelope; Her Royal Highness Freya, with rosy cheeks, took the opportunity to sit next to him, pretending to peek at the contents of the letter, never moving her eyes away from his face for a moment.

Unlike a guy who loves to write diaries, and whose handwriting can only be understood by himself unless someone writes it for him, Roman's handwriting is vigorous and strong, as tough as if it were engraved on letter paper:

"Sir Edland, Imperial Attaché, His Excellency Louis Bernard, Commander-in-Chief of the Iser Guards, hereby declares:

First of all, please allow me to apologize for my previous rude behavior.

The reason why I am writing this letter is entirely because your noble character has aroused my sense of honor. While expressing my gratitude, I would also like to clarify a few questions that I have not been able to answer before.

The commander of the Southern Army is Major General Ludwig Franz. I don’t know why, but among the captured Yser Elf officers, there is a rumor that "Commander Anson Bach led an army of 100,000 to attack Yser". .

In view of your noble character, I can assure you that this is a complete rumor-but I think you must have guessed it.

Also, it’s the reason why I stick here.

I think you must have guessed this, and you must have guessed the reason why I suddenly decided to tell you.

On May 2, just two days ago, the Southern Army had captured Eagle Point City.

Your friend Anson Bach overthrew part of the city's defenders and captured it in less than twenty-four hours.

Ten thousand Clovis soldiers have settled in the fortress and have taken control of all the fortifications and facilities. Two thousand Ytheir elves have become our prisoners.

By the way, in view of your noble character, I would like to share with you another piece of good news that I have just received: the first batch of supplies for the Southern Army has arrived successfully, including sixty heavy artillery pieces and three thousand rounds of artillery shells, which is enough to defeat the Eagle Army. A defensive line of copper and iron walls was built on the southern and eastern fronts of Eagle City, which destroyed Eagle City ten times.

Finally, I hope you will continue to maintain such a high sense of honor and not break your previous commitment to launch an attack before May 5th.

I also promise you that in the early morning of May 5th, before the first ray of sunshine illuminates the earth, my army and I will withdraw from the position and hand it over to you intact - the unknown mountain at Eagle Point Pass. The winner of the hill.

We lost this battle with all our heart.

Your enemy, Roman. "

"boom!"

The crumpled letter was slammed on the table, startling the elf princess who was lying beside him in trance.

"Lu, Louis, what...what's wrong with you?"

Freya's eyes widened in horror, as if she was frightened.

The face of Louis Bernard in front of him was blood red, the veins on his forehead and the back of his hands were exposed one by one, the muscles all over his body suddenly tightened, and he was gnashing his teeth like a ferocious beast that chooses people to devour. He was completely different from the usually gentle and gentle man. .

However, there seems to be nothing wrong with him being like this... The elf princess's cheeks were slightly feverish, and her unblinking pupils were filled with excitement and fear.

But it was completely different from what she had imagined. There was no anger at all in Louis' heart, only pain and the pain of self-blame.

I was tricked by Anson Bach again!

The rumors spread, the defeated reinforcements, and the frontal feint attacks... were all used as a cover-up to confuse him. The purpose was to slow down his march so that he could have time to capture Eagle Point City.

But I was actually stupid enough to believe all of this as it was, and wasted four days in the mountains of Eagle Point Pass.

Four days!

He captured Eagle Point City in less than a day!

As for this letter... although it was different from the Roman he remembered, he could still guess what the other person was thinking.

He basically guessed the fact - after capturing Eagle Point City, Ludwig sent an urgent letter to Roman, asking him to lead the army to retreat as soon as possible, and at the same time, he tried to find ways to anger Louis Bernard. Eagle Point City is waiting for work and faces the Iser Guards.

Although Lieutenant Colonel Roman could not stand such malicious provocation, for this loyal Grenadier Regiment commander, he would not frown even more if it was an order from Ludwig.

So there is such a thank-you letter with "elegant words and witty conversation"...

A few minutes later, Louis, who gradually calmed down, turned around without warning and walked outside the camp.

"Where are you going?"

Princess Freya, who suddenly became well-behaved, looked back at him, as petite as a teacup cat abandoned by its owner.

"Main camp, I want to convene a military meeting."

Louis, who stopped, suddenly looked back, with blazing fire in his pupils: "Eagle Point City is finished, we must regroup and retake the fortress - otherwise the Clovis Southern Legion can march straight in and besiege Yser all the way east. The royal court!"

Freya was suddenly startled and her face turned slightly pale.

"Don't be afraid, Your Highness, muster up your courage." Louis turned around, walked up to the elf girl, knelt down on one knee, and gently held her little hand:

"As long as I'm here, I won't let them succeed."

"Yes, you are the commander-in-chief appointed by my father." Freya bit her lower lip, her wide eyes twinkling slightly:

"You...Louis, you can definitely win and defeat them, right?"

"must!"

Louis nodded solemnly, and the fire in his pupils became more intense.

Anson Bach...it only took one day to capture Eagle Point City. You must be very proud now, right?

But it doesn't matter, I can make you proud, and I will continue to let you get what you want, leading the army to fight you at the foot of Eagle Point City.

As for whether the result will be what you hope for, it depends on who the just circle of order favors more.

So come on!

To make up for the regrets of Thunder Castle, let us decide the outcome!