In the Name of the Queen

Roland came back just in time.

His prestige in the four overseas provinces is better than that of Queen Sylph.

Many people may not recognize the queen, but they must recognize him as the governor.

Although he has now obtained the title of Caesar, the people of the four overseas provinces are still accustomed to calling him the governor.

This makes them seem closer.

The title of Caesar is too far away, and they are more willing to accept the rule of the governor.

When Roland got off the carriage and walked towards the square, the negative impact of the alarm bell disappeared.

Looking at his confident smile, everyone was relieved.

Sylph breathed a sigh of relief.

Applause and cheers echoed throughout the square.

They remembered the glory of the Sussex Empire for many years, and remembered that Roland and Sylph had never suffered a loss.

Whether it was the ruler of the Golden Kite Kingdom or the envoy of the Vladimir Empire, they all suffered a bloody head in front of them.

Even the Shadow Temple of the Rurik people lost three games in a row at the hands of Roland.

Thinking of these brilliant achievements, people's confidence swelled instantly.

Even the Vladimir Empire was no match for them, so what was the Pruden Kingdom?

No matter who backed them, if they dared to invade, they would have to bear terrible consequences.

The wrath of the empire would eventually come.

When Queen Sif and Roland hugged each other in the square, the applause became even more enthusiastic.

Their scandal had been circulating for so many years, and everyone had long been accustomed to it.

Earlier, some people were jealous, but now everyone could only bless them.

Lisa did not leave the carriage. She sat quietly by the window and watched Roland and Sif hug each other tightly through the curtains.

They only had each other in their eyes, and the whole world seemed to disappear.

No one could get in between them, and she couldn't do it.

But she was not depressed.

At least there was one thing she did earlier than Sif.

Before they kissed, she had already secretly kissed the drunk Roland.

Thinking of that night when they lost and regained, the corners of her lips had a little more smug smile.

But her smile only lasted for a short time before it froze on her lips. She suddenly thought of Roland and Alina's soul-blood connection first.

Alina's joining made their chances of winning a little better, but it also made her a little more uneasy.

Lisa pondered for a moment, smiled and shook her head.

This is something Sif should consider. She is not Roland's legal wife, so it is not her turn to manage.

Pulling down the curtains, Lisa leaned back softly on the back of the chair and closed her eyes.

War, after all, is coming.

Tonight is the last tranquility. Starting tomorrow until the sixth return day, she must fight to the end for survival and unspeakable emotions.

She will survive, she will!

Lisa's idea is good, but unfortunately the facts are not as people wish.

Don't expect tranquility this night.

As Christine rushed back, the military meeting was held overnight.

Although the arrival rate of senior officers was not high, Christine could not wait.

She came very timely. The doctor could not save the signalman, but she could.

After the holy water and holy light were poured down together, the long spell was finished, and the dying signalman retracted the half foot that was stretched towards the underworld and opened his eyes.

After some questioning, Christine basically grasped the intelligence of the front line and held a meeting to deal with it without hesitation.

Speed ​​is of the essence in war, and every minute is precious, so she dare not waste it.

While Christine was saving people and collecting intelligence, Roland also briefly told Sif what happened in Jin Yuan.

Also brought along was a handwritten letter from Alina.

Sif flipped through Alina's letter expressionlessly, tore it up casually, and threw it into the trash can.

"She is sensible. If she doesn't punish Elaine, I will kill this idiot myself."

"This matter ends here."

Sif's tone was calm, as if she was talking about a trivial matter.

She did not forgive Elaine, but just didn't want to disrupt the overall situation of the alliance between the two countries. Elaine didn't have a big picture, but she did.

Throwing the handwritten letter into the trash as garbage, Sif smiled and asked:

"It seems that you have gained a lot this time. By the way, how many people can the soul-blood link connect at most?"

"Four people." Roland said calmly.

"Me, Lisa, that woman, one more is missing, who are you going to find?"

Sif was a little curious.

The soul-blood link is not a joke.

This is really a grasshopper on a rope.

If anyone dies in battle, everyone will be doomed.

The soul-blood link concluded at the seventh level can only be released when the level is fourth.

With Roland as the core, his atrium and ventricle each have a blood line to connect the participants.

Alina and Lisa have already connected with Roland, and Sif did not act pretentiously and quickly completed the linking ceremony.

There is only one missing for the four places, and Sif's brain is working fast to find a suitable target.

To join the soul-blood link, you must first have the same strength as them.

This restriction has blocked almost all candidates.

The only extraordinary people she knew were Christine, Angelina, and the sea witch Adina.

Angelina was an enemy, so she was eliminated.

Although the sea witch was nominally her stepmother, she was also the leader of the sea witch clan and was almost invincible in the sea. She had no reason to fight against Sophia.

The sea witch and the old emperor Edward had a very good relationship. If they successfully gave birth to offspring, she would not only have no reason to help Sif, but would even hope that Sif would die.

If Sif died, the sea witch's child would have the opportunity to inherit the throne of the Sussex Empire.

Sif eliminated the Sea Witch without hesitation.

After much deliberation, Christine was the only one left.

"What do you think of Saint Christine?" Sif's eyes lit up.

"No." Roland was silent for a moment and shook his head slowly.

Although Christine is nominally his subordinate, she is independent.

She has her own interests.

Her ultimate goal is to become the future pope of the Holy Temple of Light and at the same time help the Wende Empire recover.

They were allies before reaching their goal, but she was also a devoted believer in the goddess of light.

If the goddess of light sends an oracle, she will most likely become an enemy.

Facing Sif's puzzled gaze, Roland smiled and reminded: "She is the Saint of Light, and we stand on the opposite side of the light."

Sif was silent for a moment, sighed softly, and stopped insisting.

Roland didn't make it clear, but she understood.

The fanaticism of ultra-religious people is simply incomprehensible to ordinary people.

If the goddess of light secretly sends an oracle, saying that Roland is a devil in human skin, Christine should find a way to kill Roland, even if she replaces him with one.

The goddess can promise Christine that as long as she kills Roland, she will be resurrected and enter the divine realm. What can Christine say no?

If Christine was pious enough, she wouldn't even have to swing a knife at Roland, she would just get a soul-stealing dagger and commit suicide.

When she died, Roland had to be buried with her.

For the same reason, saints from the three major sects cannot be believed.

Don't reason with the clergy, they are irrational in their fanaticism.

"It doesn't matter, a few of us are enough."

Sif put her hands on Roland's shoulders, raised her head and looked at him, smiled and whispered: "You have been away for three months, and I have not been lazy. I have mastered all the swordsmanship and physical skills recorded in the elf classics."

Even if she didn't tell Roland, she knew.

As the last royal family and the last sage, she and Roland can sense each other's changes.

During the three months in Jin Yuan Kingdom, Roland enjoyed the softness of the pillow on his knees at night, but during the day he was busy giving lectures and preaching, and was not idle at all.

As knowledge spread, his collection of badges grew.

Opening the soul card, there are fewer and fewer gray unknown badges that have not been lit yet.

It would have been nice to have a few more years.

Roland thought to himself.

It's unfair, Sophia became a supernatural being years before he did.

But that's fair. Who made him realize it late?

The soul blood link connects him with Sif, Lisa, and Alina, and his strength increases at least six times. Does Sophia want to call the police?

Thinking of this, Roland's lips smiled a little more.

As long as Sophia is not invincible on a regular basis, he has the confidence to fight her.

Seeing that Roland had regained his confidence, Sif took his hand and spoke in an extremely soft voice.

"Let's go, the military meeting will start soon, and we must be there."

Sif put her soft hand on Roland's palm and pressed it against his shoulder. Feeling his fast heartbeat, she finally refrained from asking further questions.

My mother said that as long as you don't look for it, there is no adultery.

Nine times out of ten, people's troubles come from unwillingness.

She had already figured it out.

She figured it out on the first day Roland went to Jin Yuan Kingdom.

If he did do something, she could treat it as part of the deal, a necessary price to pay for the covenant.

She could feel Roland's uneasiness and guilt. At least he was not justified, and that was enough.

Only a foolish woman would put the man she loves on the fire.

She would rather keep a gentle smile than curse and cry silently.

Let’s leave these things to her next year.

If she still has next year.

When Sif and Roland walked into the military command hall, the attendees had just arrived.

Christine shouted coldly, "Everyone stand up and salute the Queen and His Majesty Caesar!"

The senior officers represented by Bordos suddenly stood up and saluted Sif and Roland in a uniform manner.

There was no fear on their faces, just excitement.

Roland nodded with satisfaction.

Very good, morale is high and military morale is available.

Sif responded calmly, pressing down with one hand to signal everyone to sit down.

"General Christine, in order to facilitate the overall command of the war, your military rank will be promoted to Army General from now on. You can continue."

Sif did not interfere with Christine. She just sat side by side with Roland in the main seat to support her.

The one who is close to the red is the red. She has been with Roland for a long time, and she has been deeply influenced by Roland without knowing it.

Her military command level is about the same as Roland's.

Theoretical knowledge is quite solid, but practical experience is very lacking.

She didn't know when memories of military battles in the Elf Empire appeared in her mind.

If she traveled back to the third era to command the blood elves and ancient tree armies, she would be competent, but this was the human army of the sixth era.

Thinking of this, Sif smiled to herself.

As a human queen, she is actually better at commanding an army of elves.

It’s really hard to put into words.

Seeing that neither Sif nor Roland spoke, Christine breathed a sigh of relief.

Although she knew Roland would support him, she was somewhat worried about Sif.

A woman's natural enemy is always another woman.

Although the scandal between her and Roland was nipped in the bud before it spread, Roland's absolute trust in her went far beyond being a friend.

The Free Alliance coalition has a considerable number of troops that are poorly trained, and the strength of the army is already inferior to that of the Holy Alliance coalition. If Sif continues to hold her back, this battle will not be fought.

If Sif came here to guide the work today, she would run away tomorrow morning.

If someone above is micromanaging, the God of War will not be able to win the war.

Fortunately, it is not the worst result.

Christine picked up the sorted intelligence and explained it to the two leaders and all the senior generals.

According to the intelligence sent by the signalman, the situation on the Franks front is quite bad.

The garrison stationed in Franks is the reinforced division and local garrison commanded by General Dai Long.

The reinforced division has 1.5 times the strength of the reorganized division, with a number of nearly 18,000 people. The entire division is equipped with tens of thousands of muskets, more than 3,000 war horses and 75 artillery pieces. It is a very powerful mobile force.

The local garrison of Franks has about 7,000 people and more than 30 artillery pieces.

In addition to the outer fortifications, trenches, and bastions, the probability of the Franks fortress being breached head-on is very low.

Unless more than 100,000 troops and three times the number of artillery are dispatched.

The Kingdom of Pruden.

The 1st, 3rd, 4th and 6th reorganized armies were dispatched, among which the 1st and 6th armies were both ace troops that received the black-bottomed silver cross battle flag.

The war had already broken out for three days since the signalman broke out.

It would take at least ten days to organize the reinforcements and rush to Franks at full speed.

The speed of the army and the speed of the signalman could not be the same.

At least a comparable number of troops were needed to rescue. It would take a long time to dispatch a 100,000-man army, and it would be a waste of time if the number of troops was too small.

Can General Dailong hold on for nearly half a month?

The command hall was silent and deadly.

All the people present were professionals, and they were not optimistic about this battle to defend the city.

According to the signalman's intelligence, the outer bastions and fortifications had fallen when he broke out, and the situation was precarious.

During this military meeting, the Franks Fortress was likely to have fallen.

Although no one likes defeatism, reality must always be faced.

A mature and steady general said in a deep voice:

"General Dailong and I have known each other for many years, and I know him very well. As long as there is hope, he will definitely seek support, instead of asking us to prepare for the rear defense in the letter and not to support us."

"Although it is cruel to say this, the Franks Fortress should not be able to be defended."

The old general sighed and said helplessly:

"The distance from Hansa to Franks is about 300 miles. The support troops will march to Franks in a hurry. It is very likely that they will face an enemy army that is waiting for them to tire. At that time, they will be surrounded and attacked."

After saying these words, the old general seemed to have exhausted all his strength and sat down dejectedly.

The Kingdom of Pruden mobilized all its mobile forces for a sudden attack, which was indeed beyond many people's expectations.

But the war is still long. It is better to give up a fortress and preserve precious living forces than to be surrounded and attacked.

Several generals spoke one after another afterwards.

The rationalists suggested giving up rescue and setting up a new line of defense.

The passionate ones demanded immediate support.

Their reason was also very simple. What if the Franks Fortress was still holding on?

Giving up on them would chill everyone's heart and morale would collapse.

Even if they were doomed to fail, they could be saved.

Christine said nothing, silently listened to the generals' dispute, and cast her eyes on Roland.

"Governor, what do you think?"

"I support your decision." Roland kicked the ball back without hesitation.

If he could handle this complicated situation, would he still need to ask Christine?

"Any decision?" Christine continued to ask.

Roland's heart trembled, and he probably thought of what Christine would choose.

When it's time to give up, she is always so cold-blooded.

Looking at Christine's deep eyes, Roland's words changed when they came to his lips.

"Yes, any decision."

Christine's face was calm, but the corners of her lips were raised with an imperceptible arc.

She stood up suddenly and raised the golden dagger representing the emperor's authority.

"Generals, I have made up my mind."

"The Franks Fortress must be rescued, but the army cannot be dispatched rashly. I will personally lead 7,000 cavalry to relieve the pressure on General Dairon through harassment and other means."

"Porthos, you must reorganize the army as quickly as possible and march at a normal speed. You must maintain the combat effectiveness and morale of the army and prepare for rescue and decisive battle."

As orders were issued one after another, Christine's rescue deployment was quickly completed.

She glanced back at Roland, and there was a hint of teasing in her calm eyes.

It seemed that she was telling Roland something.