Iron Powder and Spellcaster

Hundreds of soldiers were marching towards Lujiao Town.

It is strange that there are no sergeants holding halberds and armor in the column to maintain order, nor are there any officers riding tall horses and wearing gorgeous uniforms.

Nothing but soldiers, nothing but soldiers.

A horse came in the opposite direction. The rider squinted his eyes and tried hard to find the commander among the soldiers.

A certain bald man waved his arm impatiently at the rider.

The rider was relieved and happily ran to the colonel, subconsciously raising his hands in salute.

Gesa angrily knocked off the opponent's hand: "How many times have I said this? No salutes allowed!"

The colonel also put on coarse cloth clothes, and his face was smeared with ashes.

But no matter what he wore, his bald head was too eye-catching, so he got a dirty linen liberty hat.

At first glance, this bald man really looks like a rough farmer - but his figure is a bit too rich.

"The rebels are on the road between Antler Town and Iris Castle!" The rider said hurriedly: "There are so many military flags! Let's not say thousands of people!"

"False!" Gesa dismissed it: "If the rebels really have a thousand elite soldiers, why do they need to take risks? Why don't they just open up and fight us?"

The rider scratched his head.

"But the rebel cavalry is quite serious." Gesa's eyes were shining, and his voice was full of envy: "If we can get it, our work will not be in vain."

The mounts of the officers were gathered together by Gesa to reinforce his scouts. Even so, the size of Gesa's cavalry was far inferior to that of his opponents.

It's not that Baishan County doesn't produce horses, but that all the war horses have been taken away long ago.

"Then I'll go down and tell everyone to try not to hurt the horses?" the rider asked tentatively.

Gesa's seven orifices were on fire and his five internal organs were filled with smoke: "If you don't kill the horses, how can you deal with the cavalry? You want to divide the spoils before the battle is won?"

The rider chuckled.

Gesa held his forehead and sighed: "Have the messengers sent to various towns returned?"

"The ones who are closer are coming back, but the ones who are far away are not yet." The rider stopped smiling and replied seriously: "Don't worry, the militia in each town should have been gathering. As for the villages below...the farmers are ghosting! We can't collect food. I don’t believe the rebels can recruit them.”

"Has the bridge to Linjun been demolished?"

"It's all demolished."

"Okay! The rebels who can follow the bandit leader to Baishan County must be veterans and the main force. Kill every one and miss one." Gesa sneered: "Don't let any of them go."

…

Baishan County is surrounded by water on three sides and backed by mountains on one side, so it is naturally closed.

Winters is currently located in the hinterland of Baishan County - between Antler Town and Iris Castle.

The reconnaissance cavalry reported that the enemy's leading troops were less than ten kilometers away from Lujiao Town.

Winters carefully considered that if he were to command the enemy forces, he would deploy a formation after arriving at Antler Town and outflank them from more than three directions.

This is the opponent's territory. As long as they are defeated, they can't escape.

But Winters wasn't in a hurry.

He called together the acting centurions and acting sergeants of the three centurions.

A total of twelve people lined up and each took a map from Winters.

"There are university questions on the map. This is what Lieutenant Colonel John Jessica told me." Winters motioned for everyone to sit down.

His men sat in front of him as they did during evening classes.

Winters propped up his chin and looked at his former subordinates one by one: "The one who has known me the longest is more than a year; the one who is younger than me is less than three months. If you want to learn the map in three months, that's Daydreaming.”

"That's right." He changed the topic and said with a smile: "As long as you carry your head on your shoulders, not rocks. If you hold a map and don't get lost, three months of learning is more than enough."

An acting centurion who was born in Wolf Town suddenly laughed out loud, and the junior acting sergeants were confused.

"Bart Shilling!" Winters raised his eyebrows: "Why are you laughing?"

…

Bart Xialing is from Nanxin Village, Langzhen. He is tall and has a square face, making it easy to spot him in a crowd.

When the Wolf Town Militia drew lots, he was the first one drawn. So Winters immediately remembered the big guy.

During the Battle of the Wilderness, he was promoted to sergeant. Now, he is an acting centurion.

…

Bart Shilling tried his best to suppress his laughter, and replied with a blushing face: "Report to the centurion, there is nothing!"

"Presumptuous! Why are you laughing and why don't I know?"

After stopping his subordinates from offending their superiors, Winters got back to business.

"I won't hide the battle situation from you - the situation is very critical." Winters analyzed unhurriedly: "The enemy is encircling here, and their strength is at least six times ours. This is the enemy's home base that has been operating for many years, and the nearby No village, no town, no one will help us.”

The relaxed atmosphere gradually disappeared, and the expressions of Winters' newly promoted commanders unconsciously turned serious.

"We can't fight head-on. We won't be able to fight. Even if we can fight, we will have to fight for everything we have." Winters continued: "The goal of containing the enemy has been successfully completed, and it is time to triumph."

He tapped the map in his hand: "I'm giving you this, do you understand what it means?"

Bart Xialing rushed to ask: "Want to separate and retreat?"

"That's right!" Winters nodded: "Even if you retreat, you have to have a plan. If we go together, the target is too big and it is easy to be bitten. The enemy commander is looking forward to me bringing the troops together - he It’s a beautiful thought!”

Everyone laughed.

"Listen up!" Winters' eyes flashed with cold light, and his smile was cold and confident: "The attack is about dividing and attacking together. This time I want to do the opposite, break it into pieces, disperse first and then gather together to retreat. The enemy's army The commander underestimated me and thought that he could trap me in Baishan County with this old trick. Then I will give the old man a free lesson! But the success or failure of this battle ultimately depends on your hands!"

The twelve new commanders straightened their backs upon hearing this, waiting to receive orders.

"Bart Schalling!" Winters clicked on the first name.

"yes!"

Winters called Xia Ling to his side, sent an arrow to the latter, pointed at the map and explained:

"You lead three ten-man teams and follow Lieutenant Cellini's cavalry. You have to go to Lushui Town first, then turn south from here, and go all the way south along this river to Nanshan Town! Go to Baishan Town The county’s military horse farm was copied to me!”

"yes!"

"People and animals, only bring long-legged things, and burn the rest for me! After leaving Nanshan Town, go west along the foothills, avoiding villages and towns. Come here!" Winters clicked on the map [Mudi Town]: "I have arranged for a boat to wait here. As long as you reach the river bank, someone will pick you up and cross the Anya River."

"Yes!" Bart Xialing laughed heroically and raised his hand in salute.

Winters handed Xia Ling a knight's head chess piece: "Retell your route again."

Bart Schalling took the chess pieces and walked completely around the map.

"Not bad." Winters punched his subordinate on the shoulder: "Next one!"

Another acting centurion stepped forward.

Winters sent out an arrow and a chess piece, and continued to explain on the map: "You also take three teams of ten, and just go southwest for me. Take the ditch here and go all the way to the end. This area The villages are relatively dense, so you have to rush through it under the cover of night and go straight to the Anya River. As long as you get here, there will be a boat to pick you up..."

Twelve acting centurions and acting sergeants took the iron arrows in turn, and Winters arranged a route for each of them.

Before coming to Baishan County, Winters collected boats and arranged four crossing points on the Anya River - this is how Andre crossed the river.

According to the original plan, as long as he could lead his troops to reach any of them, he could withdraw all three of his centurions.

There are four sets of evacuation plans at the four river crossing points, and they all came into use this time.

"Each of you was carefully selected by me, each of your abilities was taught by me step by step, and each of your retreat routes was personally planned by me.

You will lead twenty or thirty soldiers to operate in enemy territory. One wrong step will lead to an abyss. I am not sure whether you can return to Tiefeng County alive. "

At this point, Winters smiled with tears in his eyes:

"But our army needs to grow, and sooner or later you will command more soldiers and take on more difficult tasks. I can't always be by my side to supervise you and command you.

This is your first trial! Failure is failure, there is no second chance. By passing, you have proven that you are qualified to move forward! Whether it is real gold or yellow iron, you will know after you refine it! I'm waiting for you in Tiefeng County! Disband! "

…

As soon as the Baishan County garrison entered Lujiao Town, Colonel Gesa was shocked.

"Disappeared?" Gesa stared and cursed the scouts: "Damn it! What do you mean disappeared?"

Captain Hudson replied with a livid face: "The rebel troops rolled up their flags and ran away."

"Where did he run away?" Gesa slapped the table and yelled: "Can a living person still get into the cracks in the ground?"

"The key is that I don't know where to run!" Hudson gritted his teeth: "It's like...it's like running in all directions at the same time!"

Geza immediately led the leading troops straight to the last position where Montagne's troops appeared, and as expected, missed.

Later that day, more than a dozen villages and towns sent people to report at the same time, saying that they had seen "traces of rebels" and "the rebels are there".

Fortunately, Colonel Gesa no longer has any hair, otherwise he would have lost much more.

The officers of Baishan County gathered in front of the map and placed a small flag on any village or town where there was enemy territory.

In the end, they found with mixed emotions that small flags had been planted in almost every nearby village and town, covering every direction.

Colonel Gesa had a splitting headache, a groan came from deep in his chest, and he pressed his skull hard with both hands.

"It's all fake, just releasing smoke." Captain Hudson judged calmly: "Use a small force to create a false impression, attract our attention, and cover the evacuation of the large force."

The other centurions agreed.

"Where is his large army?" Colonel Gesa asked with his eyes closed, the huge scar on his cheek twitching uncontrollably.

"this……"

"Look for it!" Another centurion was extremely annoyed: "I will definitely find it! I don't believe he can hide it!"

Amid the commotion, Engineer Lieutenant Woods asked in a low voice: "What if, I mean what if, it's all true?"

Lieutenant Woods is short in stature and comes from the artillery department. Baishan County does not have an artillery establishment, so he currently serves in the City Defense Department.

Because Woods was diligent and reliable, the colonel trusted the young engineer lieutenant and let Woods do whatever projects he was assigned.

But because Woods was born in the artillery department, he rarely spoke at military meetings.

"Enemy information came from more than a dozen villages and towns at the same time." Captain Hudson had to attack the junior students in the artillery department: "How can it be true? Is it possible that Montagne can cut the army into more than a dozen pieces?"

Woods lowered his head and stopped talking.

Colonel Geza suddenly snorted and sneered.

"This kid, maybe he really broke it into pieces for me." He said with some emotion.

"Divided into pieces? Isn't he afraid that once the troops disperse, they will never be able to get them back?"

"If he dares to do this, he must have something to rely on." Colonel Gesa clapped his hands and laughed: "Young man, this is incredible!"

The faces of Captain Hudson and all the centurions in the tent were a little hot.

The colonel's praise of the enemy was like a knife, and the pain for the Baishan County lieutenants was worse than being whipped by a whip.

Someone said unconvinced: "I still feel that the rebels cannot be broken into parts."

"Why?" Colonel Geza asked his subordinates calmly: "I asked you each to lead your own troops and act separately. Can you do it? Can you do it?"

"Yes!" the centurions replied in unison.

"Then why can't the rebels?" the colonel smiled.

"That's because... we have received complete military education and training." Captain Hudson organized his words: "As commissioned centurions, we have the ability to independently command troop operations. Where can the rebels have so many officers?"

"Yeah, I'm surprised too - I guess Crazy Richard was even stranger thirty years ago." Colonel Gesar rubbed his chin and asked with a smile: "Where did the rebels come from so many officers?"

…

Concluding that Montagne's troops had been broken into pieces, Colonel Geza made a prompt decision to pursue them separately.

He sent out pursuit troops in units of centurions, going wherever the enemy was.

"The rebels are running separately, you are chasing them separately." Colonel Gesa deliberately angered his centurions: "Baishan County is our territory. If you can't catch up, it means your skills are inferior to others. There is nothing to say."

"Just wait." Captain Hudson snorted and raised his hand in salute.

The other centurions stared, panted, raised their hands and saluted, and each led the centurions to set off.

…

It was easy to lie, but when he actually led the troops in pursuit, Captain Hudson discovered what a difficult task he was facing.

The enemy force he was chasing was small in size. Judging from the traces left behind, there were no more than thirty or forty people at most. He was absolutely confident in a head-on battle.

But the opponent didn't fight at all, he just ran away.

Moreover, their cross-country speed was astonishingly fast, and they were running desperately.

One moment it was in a village to the east, and the next moment another alarm came from a village a few kilometers away to the west.

Captain Hudson couldn't understand why the enemy was so fast? Or maybe it's another enemy.

What makes Hudson even more crazy is that his enemy is even more familiar with the terrain of Baishan County than he, a real captain of the garrison army.

The other party would often get into a ravine somewhere that he didn't even know, and then emerge from an inexplicable place, making Captain Hudson dizzy.

So he also couldn't figure out whether the other party was running away blindly without any purpose, or whether every step was planned...

The bull had blown out, and Hudson could only grit his teeth and chase after the enemy without letting go.

Hudson might have been able to grit his teeth and persevere, but his soldiers couldn't.

After walking for a day through forests and ridges, the soldiers refused to move no matter what they said.

"Sir, even if you beat me to death, I can't walk anymore." A soldier who was on the verge of mental and physical collapse said to Hudson with a tearful voice: "I really can't survive anymore, so just leave me here." Bar."

Hudson was also exhausted. He glanced at the staggering subordinates and sighed painfully: "Okay, let's take a rest."

…

In an unknown ravine in the southern part of Baishan County, Bart Xialing was also leading three ten-man teams to march.

Lieutenant Cellini's cavalry has rushed to the Nanshan Town Military Horse Farm, where Xia Ling is going to join the cavalry.

The small group of more than 30 people walked with great suffering. They were also on the verge of reaching their limit, and they were suffering tremendous torture every step they took.

Some soldiers couldn't bear it anymore and sat down on the ground.

The whole small army also stopped.

Bart Xialing hurried over and wanted to pull up his subordinates.

"Centurion, even if you beat me to death, I won't be able to walk anymore." The other party cried and said, "I really can't survive, just leave me here."

"Don't say anything depressing." Xia Ling replied breathlessly. He took out a water bag and handed it to the other party: "Drink less water."

The soldier sitting on the ground took the water bag and drank it vigorously.

Xia Ling was also thirsty and his throat was on fire, but he could still bear it: "Don't drink too much, something will happen."

The soldier agreed with a "hmm" and squeezed out the last drop of water in the water bag.

"How is it? Can you still walk after drinking water?" Bart Shilling asked the acting centurion.

The warrior lowered his gaze and shook his head slightly.

Bart Shilling struggled to remember what his centurion would do in such a situation.

But Xia Ling sadly discovered that he could not learn from his centurion: his centurion could give a speech to hundreds of people without changing his expression, and a few words could inspire everyone's fighting spirit.

But Bart Shilling didn't think he had this ability. His calves would tremble when he spoke in front of a hundred people.

Bart Schalling is not Winters Montagne, and Bart Schalling can only use Bart Schalling's methods.

"Brother, I'm stupid and I don't know what to say..."

Bart Shilling licked his dry lips and struggled to turn his thoughts into coherent words: "I'll tell you what's on my mind. I'm tired too, and I can't walk. But I still have three hundred acres of land at home. Wait for me, I haven’t gotten my share of the money I stole in Baishan County. If you stay here and don’t go back...it will be such a fucking loss, it will be a loss to your grandmother’s house.”

When they heard about land and money, the soldiers' eyes shone with hope.

"Don't you think so?" Bart Xialing looked at his subordinates. He was telling everyone: "I haven't received the land and money yet. If I die here, it doesn't mean that I have worked for a year in vain and have not received the money." Wages? Let’s go and hold on.”

As he spoke, Bart Xialing stretched out his hand to the warrior sitting on the ground.

The latter also held the hand of the acting Centurion.

Bart Xialing pulled hard and pulled the soldier up from the ground.

This small force of only thirty-seven people set out on the road again. Everyone was still tired, but the pace was more determined than before.

"Hold on, let's go a little further." Bart Xialing waved his arms and tried to boost morale: "When we meet Lord Cellini's cavalry, we will have horses to ride on."

"Centurion!" A soldier suddenly remembered something and asked loudly: "I can't ride a horse? What should I do?"

Bart Shilling was so angry after being brought down by others: "Why are you talking so much nonsense? I'll tie you to a horse! Or tie you to the horse's tail and drag you away!"

The soldiers burst into laughter.

"Centurion!" Another soldier asked: "If I die here, will Lord Montagne give the land to my wife and children?"

Centurion Xialing wanted to answer directly, "Of course."

But after he thought about it, he decided to answer in a different way.

"Brother." Xia Ling smiled at the soldier who was obviously much older than him: "If you have a wife and children, then you have to go back alive. Think about it, if you die here and your wife remarries with her children, Your child calls another man daddy, and that man sleeps with your wife and beats your children, but the land you paid for with your life is still the land you paid for with your life - are you at a fucking loss?"

Unbridled laughter burst out, and the entire ravine was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

…

When Bart Schalling finally crossed the threshold, his centurion was not idle either.

Winters Montagne was in a simple thatched hut, talking to a tied man.

He gave the other party water in confusion: "Senior, how dare you lead eighty people to chase me? I'm not alone, I'm a cavalry team!"

Winters' cavalry has been redistributed:

Half of it was given to Andre to raid the military horse farm;

The other half was led by him, trying to create some chaos in Baishan County to attract the enemy's attention and create space for other small forces to retreat.

Second Lieutenant Worthington, who was tightly tied up, drank water and said unconvinced: "That's because I was unlucky and bumped into you. Your subordinates are not as lucky as you! Others can definitely catch up. them!"

"Okay! That's right! You're right!" Winters asked helplessly: "Want to eat more?"

"Yes!" Lieutenant Worthington was very hungry.

Winters took out the bread again, broke it into small pieces and fed it to the senior.

"Is there any meat?" Worthington munched on the bread: "Give me more saliva, this bread is too dry!"

Worthington was also from the infantry department, two ranks higher than Winters. Although the two were not close when they were in Lu Yuan, they were still familiar.

After being caught by his juniors, Worthington completely let himself go, eating and drinking whenever he could.

Winters took out the water bag and fed Worthington: "Senior, eat well and drink well. We will be on the road soon."

The bread crumbs mixed with water in Worthington's mouth suddenly spurted out, and the foreign matter entered the trachea, causing him to cough violently: "You...you really want to kill me?"

"Oops! Where did you want to go? No!" Winters slapped Worthington hard on the back.

"Then what are you going to do?" Worthington became bolder: "If you want to kill or let go, give me the right word!"

"Officers are precious war resources. Why would I kill you casually?" Winters smiled and said, "Just follow me back to Tiefeng County and learn how to weave baskets."

After tying the senior with a ball of rags in his mouth onto the horse, Winters whistled.

The resting cavalrymen stood up one after another and jumped onto the saddle without saying a word.

"The prisoners are all here, it's time for us to leave." Winters laughed heartily: "I guess that Colonel Gesa is heading towards the Anya River right now, trying to block us on the river bank!"

…

Winters guessed correctly, Colonel Geza was indeed on his way to the Anya River.

Geza thought very clearly that no matter how the Montagne tribe was broken into pieces, they would eventually return to Tiefeng County.

To return to Tiefeng County, you have to cross the Anya River.

However, the river section at the junction of Tiefeng County and Baishan County is more than 150 kilometers wide.

Half of Geza's troops were chasing the enemy. He only had a thousand men left and was unable to control such a wide river bank.

So Gesa ordered the militiamen of the villages and towns along the river to patrol the Anya River closely, and he led his troops to an unexpected and reasonable place - Manyun Valley.

To be precise, it is the other side of Manyun Valley.

Because the second pontoon bridge was ordered to be dismantled by Gesa after the Baishan County troops crossed the river, in order to prevent the Montagne troops from using the pontoon bridge to cross the river again.

While Gesa was waiting patiently on the east bank of the Anya River, Winters had quietly crossed the river from the upper reaches and visited Manyun Valley along the way.

After arriving in Manyun Valley, Winters summoned the town elders to the square for a meeting as usual.

First, Winters declared his rights to the citizens of Manyun Valley.

To put it simply, I want to tell you: in the future, Rewardan will have the final say in Manyun Valley.

Then, Winters compensated Manyunqiao according to the price - of course, using the money stolen from the public treasury of various towns in Baishan County.

The townspeople of Manyyun Valley don't really mind whether they are loyal to Gévaudan or to Iris Castle.

The burning of Manyun Bridge was a painful experience for them. Knowing that the Montagne resident officer would compensate Manyun Bridge on the spot, the townspeople of Manyun Valley were overjoyed.

The church bell tower tolled twelve times in celebration.

However, Winters also warned the mayor of Manyungu: Although the money will be compensated to the townspeople, the bridge cannot be rebuilt; if it is rebuilt, he will send people to burn it again; next time, there will be no compensation.

The mayor of Manyungu swore that he would never use the money to repair the bridge.

"I know it's inconvenient for everyone, so I'll bear with you and use the money to build some ferries first." Winters patted the mayor on the shoulder: "When conditions permit, I will personally build a bridge for you, free of charge."

Mayor Manyun Gu was flattered and nodded repeatedly.

To solve the problem in Manyun Valley, Winters ordered his men to pack their bags and rush back to Jevaudan overnight.

Charles ran over and reported with a strange expression: "Someone wants to see you."

"Tell me." Winters sighed: "Who wants to file a lawsuit? Who wants to petition?"

…

Winters became the nominal master of Manyun Valley, and nominal obligations fell on his shoulders.

The Circuit Court of Gévaudan disappeared along with the old settlement, and Winters had to personally adjudicate three civil lawsuits for Manyun Valley.

The more prominent gentlemen of the town also signed a petition to him, requesting that the assize court of Gévaudan be resumed as soon as possible.

Although the trivial government affairs made Winters tired, he felt very comfortable.

He won this battle.

He won the right to live for the new Tiefeng County regime. As for other problems, they can be solved slowly.

For example... trivial lawsuits and petitions pouring in.

…

Charles grinned: "It's not the people from Manyun Valley who want to see you...it's the people from the other side of the river..."

On the west bank of the Anya River, Colonel Gesa finally met face to face with his opponent.

Gesa took only two people with him and took a small boat to the west bank.

The "rebel leader" also only had two people with him.

Gesa looked at the other person carefully - the man in front of him was very young, and his body contained strong vitality;

Rather than being handsome, it is better to say that he has a charm that is different from being handsome;

Although he was wearing civilian clothes, he could easily tell that he was a soldier;

On the left side of the saddle hung a saber;

On the right side hangs a cane with the head of a horse in the shape of a horse.

"Are you Winters Montagne?" Colonel Geza raised his eyebrows slightly and asked with a smile.

"It's me." The young man in front of him smiled gently and asked, "Are you Geza Adonis?"

"Exactly." Gesa straightened his back proudly.

The young man in front of him laughed uncontrollably. It could be seen that he was trying hard to hold back, but he couldn't help it no matter what.

Gesa touched his bald head and said aggrievedly: "Don't look at me now, I was very handsome before!"

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry." The young man apologized repeatedly.

The solemn atmosphere was diluted by laughter, and the atmosphere of the conversation was more like two alumni meeting on the road and chatting casually.

"You want to see me?" the young man asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing. I'm just curious, and I can't help but want to meet the younger generation who fooled me around." Gaisa chuckled and said, "Oh, it's really amazing that the waves behind the generation push the waves ahead."

The young man nodded slightly and did not answer.

"Actually, I'm worried, what if you are a evil star and kill me directly?" Colonel Gesa smacked his lips and said: "But I have lived a long enough life. Even if I can live for another thirty years without seeing each other, I will not be reconciled." .”

"It's over for now. Enough blood has been shed." The young man said calmly, "No more blood is needed today."

"But have you thought about what to do in the future?"

"I thought about it."

"what to do?"

"I won't tell you."

Colonel Gesa laughed loudly: "What do you mean, the winner has already been decided on Gevaudin's side?"

The young man nodded slightly.

Colonel Geza sighed, and then asked slightly curiously: "Your cavalry is commanded by Andrea Cellini, right?"

The young man nodded slightly again.

"Then who is commanding Gévaudin's troops?"

The young man smiled and said nothing.

"Richard Mason, Gerald's Bard." Gesa chewed on these two names, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "The second life is terrible...the second life is terrible!"

The young man was still smiling.

"Okay, I'm satisfied. I'm leaving. Allow me to ask a personal question." Colonel Geza pointed to the young man's cane and asked, "What? Is there any injury on your leg?"

Winters was stunned for the first time in this conversation.

He can now walk normally without a cane, but he still carries the cane with him. Because he carries this cane, it's like strong luck is still with him.

"Thanks for your concern." Winters nodded slightly: "It's a little injured."

"Can a horse press it?"

"yes."

"I have suffered a similar injury." Colonel Geza sighed: "It's easy in the summer, but it becomes difficult after winter. If the old injury is itchy and painful, soak the injury in hot water, which can relieve it a little. "

Winters said nothing. He slowly raised his hand and saluted.

Gesa raised his hand in return and said with a smile: "If there is no war someday, come to Iris Castle and I will take you to take a hot bath. It will make you feel comfortable."

Winters smiled and nodded.

Gesa waved his hand coolly: "Let's go!"

The boat was pushed away from the shore and drifted slowly toward the other shore.

Winters watched this enemy whom he met for the first time, but who seemed like an old friend, until the figure on the boat was so small that he could not see his face, and he also rode away.

The riverbank has returned to tranquility, and the Anya River is still flowing quietly.

…

Two days later, Iris Castle.

"What? The Nanshan Town Military Horse Farm has been robbed?" Geza Adonis jumped up from the bath: "Where is my horse?"

Captain Hudson had already looked away. He was looking straight at the ceiling: "Even the horseherds have been kidnapped."

The scar on Gesa's left cheek was almost turning purple. He shouted to the sky with great grief and anger: "You dare to steal my horse?! My son Montagne! I am incompatible with you!"

[This chapter also has a map, but I’m still drawing it. It doesn’t matter if you haven’t seen it, the next chapter will be republished]

[Two chapters in one, my love]

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