Eagle's Glory

However, he soon became serious again, "Of course, although I am sincere and follow Your Majesty without asking for anything in return, but... if one day I can become a prince, it is also an honor worthy of being remembered for generations, and I must be able to comfort you The spirit in heaven of my father and uncle."

Then, he patted Edmond Dantès on the shoulder lightly, and then continued to speak seriously, "Edmond, to tell you the truth, because I am curious about why His Majesty values ​​you so much, I I have been watching you all the time, and finally I found that you are indeed a brave and loyal person, worthy of being one of us, so I understand why His Majesty treats you so favorably—you deserve it. "

Andre's heartfelt words made Edmund both happy and ashamed. He felt that he had not made more outstanding contributions than Andre, at least not worthy of being knighted before him.

However, since His Majesty's award has already been given, it is impossible to take it back, so no matter how ashamed I am, I can only accept it.If you want to deserve your title of "Count of Monte Cristo", you can only show performance later, so as to be able to convince the public.

While he was still thinking, André Davout suddenly extended his hand to Edmond Dantès.

"Edmund, let's make an agreement."

"Agreement on what?" Edmund Dantès asked puzzled.

While looking at Edmund, Andre said enthusiastically, "If we can survive this war, we will continue to serve His Majesty with the enthusiasm we have today. Regardless of whether His Majesty's career is successful or not, we will all We must follow him unswervingly, we are united as one, we will stick to our oath no matter whether we are prosperous or unknown, and we will carry out our loyalty to the end. Anyone who dares to betray or deceive His Majesty, we will impose the most severe punishment on him!"

Edmond Dantès froze for a moment, he didn't expect Andre's loyal will to be so fanatical.

However, this is also what he thought.

His Majesty gave him a chance to be reborn, and he also gave him important responsibilities and honorary titles, leading him towards a great cause... These favors are like the blazing sunshine falling on his shoulders, flattering him, he just thinks of Repay this kindness with heart and soul.

So he understood Andre's thoughts very well.

So, without hesitation, he stretched out his hand, held Andre's hand, and answered the other party loudly, "Okay, from now on we will unite as one and remain committed!"

The two held hands tightly, and the sound of the sea beside them remained the same, as if they were witnessing their oath.

The shadow of the sun was slanting to the west, and at this moment, several messengers on horseback came galloping from the northeast.

coming!

The two of them looked at each other.

Their hearts beat suddenly.

Although they were all full of confidence in His Majesty's victory, they still felt a little nervous when facing the news from the other side.

Soon, the messenger was welcomed into the formation.

"We won." The messenger saw André Davout's first words, which were so simple and powerful, "Your Majesty has defeated the enemy and is leading the army back to the division."

With such a simple sentence, Andre suddenly seemed to lose all his strength, and his whole body was dominated by ecstasy.

He never doubted for a moment whether His Majesty would be able to win, but when he really got the good news, he still couldn't help being excited.

After all, His Majesty's adventure was successful, he won, and this also means that his persistence and sacrifice are valuable.

As long as His Majesty wins, those hardships and hardships are nothing.

He looked at Edmond Dantès, and at this moment the other party also looked at him, and the two couldn't help but smile at each other.

At this moment, another burst of intensive artillery fire rang out from the enemy's formation, and the sound of shouts and fighting lingered again in front of the two armies' formation. It was obvious that the enemy had launched a new round of attack.

Andre first observed the situation before the formation, and then Andre looked at the messenger again.

"Glory belongs to Your Majesty! Long live the empire!" He shouted the slogan first, and then ordered the other party, "Go back and tell Your Majesty that I have completed the mission he entrusted with glory, and Nafpaktos is waiting for his return!"

Then, he didn't say any more, but took Edmond Dantès to the forward position.

The fight was still going on, and the messenger didn't delay any longer. He immediately turned his horse's head and continued galloping towards the east without stopping.

André Davout and Edmond Dantès rushed to the front line desperately, resisting a new round of enemy attacks. Inspired by them, the already exhausted defenders broke out again. With a new will to fight, with some members of the guard left by Aigron as the core, they desperately resisted the enemy.

Fierce fighting was carried out between the fortresses, city walls, and trenches. Although the front line was constantly compressed under the impact of the overwhelmingly superior enemy forces, their positions were never broken through. In the repeated impacts and counter-attacks, the enemy His vigor is constantly being exhausted.

Despite the difficulties, they persevered once again.

But at this time, it was night, darkness fell on the earth, the enemy's attack gradually stopped, and André Davout and his men finally got a little space to recover their tired bodies.

Because Andre had spread the news that "His Majesty is about to return in victory" throughout the army, everyone was full of hope.

Just as André Davout was about to eat some dry bread for dinner, Edmond Dantès tugged at his sleeve and pointed to the east excitedly.

"Look! Andrey!"

Andre followed the trend and saw a large number of torches appearing in the distance, flickering on the edge of the night like dense fireflies.

The torch is like a long snake, winding beside the coastline, and you can't see the edge at a glance.

Andre closed his eyes slightly, and almost burst into tears. He knew that the scene he had been thinking about had finally become a reality - His Majesty led the army back.

"Remember our oath!" he cried to Edmund.　　

162, complete victory

In the night, a meandering dragon composed of torches surged mightily from the east, and entered the port of Nafpaktos amidst the cheers of the defenders.

The cheers were not only celebrating the return of their loyal lord, but also celebrating the victory they had just won.

Just today during the day, under His Majesty's personal leadership, their robes defeated the enemy in a short battle, and now His Majesty brought them back to the division, and the defenders firmly believed that they would soon be defeated. Under the leadership of His Majesty, we must usher in another victory—and this will also mean that the entire battle will end with our own victory.

Although the defenders suffered heavy losses in the previous battles, as long as they win, all the sacrifices are worth it.

Surrounded by a group of guards, Egron passed through the cheering soldiers and returned to his previous residence, while the two commanders he had stayed here before—Andre Davout and Edmund - Dantès, they are already waiting here.

After Aigron entered the door, he didn't speak immediately, but looked at his two confidants.

Right now, they are all in a state of disarray, with their heads and faces covered and their clothes covered with dust and blood—apparently, they have taken the lead in resisting the enemy more than once before.

Aigron knew that, plus today, they had fought for three days. They resisted the enemy's multiple attacks with an absolutely inferior force, and persisted until they returned to the division.

The most commendable thing is that the troops in their hands, except for a small number of members of the guards that Egron deliberately stayed to hold the line, are only those Greek mercenaries with the worst combat effectiveness.

In this regard, the pressure and suffering they endure are even greater than their own.

How could such loyalty and bravery not move young people?

In order to express his gratitude, Aigron hugged the two of them one by one, without any dislike for their current state.

After the hug was over, he finally spoke. "Andre, Edmund, you carried out my orders with the most fearless spirit, even more determined than I imagined... I will always be grateful to you."

"Your Majesty, please don't say that, we just did our duty." Andre Davout replied immediately. "It is our honor to contribute to your victory..."

"But not everyone can fulfill their duties with you!" Aigron interrupted him, "Don't be humble, although I can't reward you now, but when the day I achieve great things, I will give you The highest reward!"

Andre and Edmund couldn't help but secretly looked at each other. They both recalled the conversation between the two this afternoon, and then couldn't help but smile.

After saying these words of commendation, Egron did not stop to rest, but led by these two people, they walked out of the fort together, walked up the steps to a high place, and observed the enemy's formation and movement.

As night fell, the enemy's camp was hidden in the darkness, but the scattered bonfires still revealed their general location.

Because he has been fighting with the enemy for the past three days, André Davout already knows the enemy's situation very well. Although it is already night, he can still determine the enemy's strength with the help of dim lights and bonfires. The general orientation, and then pointed out to Aigron one by one.

Egron originally had a general idea of ​​the enemy's movements, but now after Andre's explanation, he has a clearer understanding of the situation.

This enemy army came from Messolonghi and other places in the west. After they left Nafpaktos, they gathered outside the city that afternoon and quickly organized an attack.

Judging from their situation, this is the original Turkish garrison in the Messolonghi Fortress. The number is about 5000, the equipment is good, and the fighting will is quite tenacious. These days, they have been continuously launching attacks. With the cover of forts and fortifications, I am afraid that Andre will definitely not be able to withstand their attack.

However, during these three days of persistence, the defenders led by Andre not only caused heavy casualties to the enemy, but also exhausted their will to fight. is a problem.

At this time, Aigron could clearly see that the opponent's camp was full of people, and there were busy shadows everywhere. It didn't look like they were resting at night-apparently they also discovered that a large number of reinforcements had rushed to Nafpark. Toss.

They definitely didn't know about Aigron's plan and deployment, nor did they know what was going on with the sudden reinforcements, but the arrival of the reinforcements was obviously a heavy blow to their morale.

Obviously, the original defenders had already made it so difficult for them, and the new arrival of a large number of reinforcements meant that they would never be able to win.

Obviously, after discovering this situation, the entire army has fallen into a state of panic, and their officers are urgently discussing countermeasures.

Aigron doesn't care about this. Now that the situation has developed to this point, he knows that he has the absolute initiative-although the enemy is more than his current army, their morale has been greatly damaged and they are almost exhausted. The arrival had also created panic among them. It was impossible for such an army to cause him much trouble.

If they continue to attack, just like the old castle, they will simply fight again in one go and completely defeat them; if they lose the courage to continue attacking and choose to retreat, then lead the army to pursue them, and eat as many rearguard troops as they can. No matter how much he loses, no matter what the situation is, he is very sure to achieve a major result-and this also means a perfect ending, and his plan ends in a complete victory.

In the night, he stared intently at the enemy camp in the distance, with a dim fire in his eyes, like a beast that had found its prey.

However, even though his heart was filled with the urge to tear apart the enemy army, reason still made him temporarily stop.

After fighting a battle, his army marched for half a day. Now it was very tired and needed rest urgently, and it was not suitable for large-scale wars at night, as it was easy to accidentally injure friendly troops.

So let's wait for tonight, and it won't be too late to clean them up tomorrow morning.

"Let your men in the front line shoot at them, make an offensive posture, scare the gentlemen on the opposite side, don't let them sleep well." Aigron ordered André Davout, "We The main force will rest tonight, and we will clean up these bastards tomorrow!"

From His Majesty's words, Andre immediately understood his intentions, so he didn't ask any questions, and immediately agreed with his head held high.

"Okay, Your Majesty!"

Then, he stepped off the high platform, and then gave an order to his orderly.

After a while, there were endless gunshots from the distant forward positions.

And Aigron returned to his room. At this time, he was already extremely tired, and he only felt that his eyelids were so heavy-he had been marching continuously for two consecutive days, and he could only sleep on the camp bed in the tent at night. It was too exhausting, and the seemingly inexhaustible energy in the past was now running out.

He didn't even bother to wash up, and just lay down on the bed.

The warm quilt seemed to have infinite magic power. Although there were gunshots from time to time in the distance, he just closed his eyes and fell asleep easily.

----------------------------------------

The next morning, Aigron slowly opened his eyes.

Consciousness was a little fuzzy at first, but it soon became clear, and he immediately remembered his plan from yesterday.

Then he jumped out of bed, without even taking a shower, and immediately asked the guards to pass André Davout over.

"Andrei, what's the situation with the enemy army?" he asked immediately as soon as he saw him.

Andre looked even more embarrassed than yesterday, his eyes were red, and his expression became more and more haggard - obviously he still stayed up all night last night, and had been monitoring and observing the enemy's movements.

"Your Majesty, I'm just coming to report to you about the enemy." He replied in a slightly hoarse voice, "The enemy has retreated! According to my observation, their main force chose to retreat at dawn today, and only a small number of them were left behind. It was broken in the original position."

Aegron wasn't surprised by the news—it happened to be expected, and it made perfect sense.

In this case, what he has to do is very simple.

"Let someone pass the order down, let's go after them! Kill as many bastards as you can catch!" Eggron said viciously.

"Yes!"

Andre was about to leave, but Aigron grabbed his sleeve.

"Your Majesty?" Andre turned his head back to look at the young man.

"Andre, there are people who need to send orders, and now you have to accept another order." Aigron looked at the other party seriously, and then said word by word, "Go and rest, you have done enough, go on The rest of the work will be done by other people.”

"But Your Majesty, how could I leave the team at the last moment?" Andre shook his head hastily.

"This is an order, don't disobey!" Aigron repeated unquestionably, "My victory does not need to be at the cost of you continuing to burn yourself, have some confidence in the rest of us, Andre, and restore yourself to your best as soon as possible Your state will be your greatest contribution to me next."

Aigron's words were full of warmth and encouragement, so that Andre was so moved that he almost cried.

"Okay, Your Majesty, I understand." He nodded lightly, then walked back to his room with vain steps.

After settling down with Andre, Aigron didn't hesitate any longer, and immediately restarted the main force that had been rested all night.

Although everyone was still a little tired, they were summoned immediately.

The news of the enemy's retreat brought new excitement to the whole army. Everyone knew that victory was in their hands, and all that was left was to get the last piece of dessert.

In the morning sun, this army poured out of Naphpaktos like a tide, and pursued the retreating enemy army.

Like last time, Aigron rode in the middle of the team, and Major Hench rode beside him.

They quickly came to the enemy's previous position, and at this time, in the barracks that were mostly vacant, suddenly there was loud gunfire, blocking the advance of the entire army.

Obviously, they are the troops that were left behind.

Without Eggron's order, his army immediately surrounded the camps and began to bombard them with artillery.

After a period of bombardment, the infantry charged and tried to wipe out the defenders in one fell swoop.

However, although these rear guards were small in number, they had a very tenacious will to fight. They used abandoned camps, stones, trees and ditches as cover, and desperately resisted, because they all knew that the longer they resisted here, the longer they resisted. 1 minute, the more their large forces can escape safely.

And under the command of the officers, Aigron's army took turns to attack, and gradually the defense of the defenders became weaker and weaker - until finally, most of the defenders were drowned in a pool of blood. The blocking battle was declared over.

"It seems that there are some warriors among our opponents after all." After witnessing all this in the formation, Aigron made an evaluation. "But in the end we are the victors."

"It seems that we are too late to catch up with their large army. It is difficult for two feet to catch up with two feet." Major Henchy replied. "The soldiers are too tired, and it is not appropriate to chase too far."

"If only I had a cavalry!" Eggron sighed regretfully.

He now feels that he is not strong enough. After all, even if he wins now, as long as the enemy retreats, it will be difficult to expand the results of the battle.

"If you want to form a cavalry in the future, I can help you." Major Hench smiled slightly, "Don't forget that I was originally a cavalry."

"That should really bother you." Eggron replied with a big smile.

He knew that it was not possible to spend money to form a cavalry, and experienced people were needed as instructors, and Major Hench was the best candidate for him at this time.