Tyrant Code

After that brief commotion, the territory on the other side of the river gradually fell silent.

Have they already dealt with all accidents?No, they just ran into bigger troubles.And this trouble was so great that the rebels were unable to control it, and they couldn't even maintain the vigilance of the legion.

In fact, after forcing Dao Lun and his men back to the strongest castle in the territory, the Moran family's legion has won 80.00% of the victory, and all that remains to be done is to wait for the rebels to waste their resources and lose their fighting spirit—they Surrounded by groups, there is no self-sufficiency condition. Under the condition that the physiology and psychology are gradually pushed to the limit, the Legion can overcome this difficulty with the least loss.On the other hand, the Legion, they didn't wait for a long time, they just stationed on the opposite side of the river for a few days after clearing out the rebels on the outskirts, and they had sufficient supplies, food and drink, and people and horses got a full rest, so they had enough Take it easy and be patient.

When these two armies meet, not to mention the difference in tactical literacy and combat power between the two, in terms of status alone, the legion has already won.

And now, they have ushered in the best attack moment.

Several of Casal Moran's subordinates took turns asking to lead the team to fight across the river bank.After thinking for a while, Casar agreed to the request of one of them and sent him to lead the light cavalry to explore the front line, but he did not intend to let the main army move.

"Are you still waiting for the opportunity? With all due respect, you are too cautious." A certain subordinate advised Casal Moran, "What kind of virtue is the opponent this time? It is already very clear. Why waste the enthusiasm of the soldiers by shrinking at this time?"

"Does our legion fight with enthusiasm?" Kasar asked in a slightly cool tone.

The man was speechless: "No, I didn't mean that..."

Casar ignored him, but shifted his gaze to Aldrich on the side.Aldrich noticed Casal's gaze and returned him a secret smile.

Casal Moran swears with his more than ten years of marching experience that there is definitely something hidden in Aldrich's smile. He must have dug a certain hole and is waiting for someone to jump into it.

He suddenly regretted that when Aldrich made some weird requests before, he should have found a way to refuse him, or simply found an excuse to force him to be sent out of the battlefield, instead of being vigilant about this and that.

... The problem must be the captive released by Aldrich.

However, Casal sent people to check the body, and there were no other problems except for the traces of violent death.

At the beginning, the priest who was captured changed his attitude not long after he came into contact with Aldrich.Generally, there are only two possibilities.First, Aldrich's brainwashing skills are really so powerful; second, the prisoner heard about the possibility that he might be released, so those expressions of crying after being influenced were all pretended, and he tried his best to express himself. Just to save his own life.

If that captive hadn't been brainwashed at all, and wouldn't have persuaded his companions to surrender...then why was he abandoned on the bank of the river?He just narrowly escaped death, and even if he was suspected of being a spy in reverse, at most he would be imprisoned and his life freedom restricted, far from the point where he had to die.Moreover, apart from the lord, the main leaders of the rebel army are weak priests. These priests are very vicious in their mouths, but they are still a little bookish in their style, that is, they act naively and soft-hearted.Would such a group really choose to indiscriminately and directly kill compatriots who had finally escaped?

But why did his body appear on this side of the river?Obviously, the rebels calculated the direction of the river and deliberately threw his body here.From this point of view, it seems that the prisoner was really brainwashed, so he was regarded as a traitor, so that the corpse was thrown here...

No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't figure out what kind of magical events were happening in the territory of the rebel army at this moment.

After a rare free time, Gordon decided to give himself a little vacation.

At the same time, the seminary somehow found out that he had nothing to do recently, and invited him back to attend the school celebration, and by the way, boosted the reputation of the seminary or something.

——After all, many bishops were born in the seminary, but not every bishop has studied in the seminary.

Speaking of the school celebrations of the seminary, the seminary will hold school celebrations twice a year.It is sad to say that the seminary does not have an accurate date of establishment. Before there is any history to test, the seminary seems to have appeared in the royal capital and became the premier cradle for the cultivation of clergymen.Therefore, the seminary decided to find another way, not to trace the establishment period of the seminary, but to investigate the establishment period of the college building, and use that day as the school celebration.

The temple originally only had its headquarters, but later a certain prince and noble donated his palace "Moonstone Palace" as the activity base of the junior college. The school’s anniversary—the day when the ownership of the Moonstone Palace was officially transferred to the temple.

This time, Goldo participated in the school anniversary at the Moonstone Palace.

Hearing that he would show up, the principal rushed from the headquarters to Moonstone Palace, greeted him kindly, and led him to the corridor where he had been before, which was full of portraits of outstanding alumni. It was announced that from today, his portrait will also be hung on that wall.

Goldo: "..." I was pleasantly surprised, but a little embarrassed.

The principal was still talking nonstop: "I really didn't expect you to be so successful. When I took care of Atrium back then, I thought he was very promising, but you can be regarded as better than blue. By the way, I also specifically ordered them to hang your portrait next to Atricea—are you moved?"

Goldo: "..." I dare not move.

As he spoke, the aged headmaster patted Gordo on the shoulder, his eyes filled with kindness, and he leaned close to Gordo's ear and said a few words.

"After you graduated, Yatricia's interest has not been high, and her mood is not so stable... There are already a dozen students who have been scolded by him. By the time thirty students are enrolled..."

Oh, it means that half of them were scolded and cried.So why let Atrium teach the junior students aged twelve or thirteen, and let those senior students who are about to graduate learn from him, wouldn't it be good?

"Look, I know you are very busy now, and there was a lot of ups and downs a while ago, so I'm afraid you won't be able to get away to see him. But now that you have time, you can come to school to accompany him more, or take him to school. It’s okay to make an appointment with you. Both you and him need to be considerate of each other..."

Stop, stop, stop, although the reasoning is very simple, why do these words sound so strange?

Gordon began to worry about his portrait.

He had complained to people before that the painters of the temple were very good at capturing the characteristics of people's appearance, but the expressions were not the same.For example, the gentle and elegant painting of Atrium, a flower of the high mountains, has caused many people to be deceived by his portrait hanging here. Being tortured by blood to the point of doubting life...isn't this just a joke?

But Goldo's portrait... has no problems in this regard.He was smiling in the portrait, but Gordo gave the impression that he was smiling all the time, so this painting is not much different.

Goldo looked at the two adjacent portraits hanging on the wall, and suddenly wondered what Atrice would think about it.

But when he went to the teacher's room and found someone, Atrium asked with a frown, "Is my portrait also hung on it?"

Goldo: "...Didn't you know it all the time? That corridor is also marked as a scenic spot of the college. Every time a new student enrolls, a senior will lead them there to check in and learn about the history of the college!"

Yatrixia laughed back angrily: "No wonder there are so many idiots who choose my class! So they are all coming for my face?"

Goldo: "Not exactly. You were also the chief at the time, and you are well-known in the academic world. Many people have read your books, so they have some impressions."

But Atricia didn't appreciate it at all: "Tomorrow, I will ask the principal to take down the portrait."

Gordo laughed out loud, and then held him back: "Don't, isn't this very interesting. And my portrait is right next to you, just let them put it like this, how nice it is."

Atricia: "..."

All right, let's put it on.

The speed at which Atricia calmed down shocked Gordo. It turned out that his words were so effective with his mentor... He must have been tortured by his students, so I miss him very much. A student with an adult mentality who has opened a cheat.

"The principal said...you miss me very much." Gordon tried his best to consider his tone, trying to find the right words to express his meaning, but before he finished thinking, the corners of his mouth could not help but rise—— Whether it's a secret joy or a complacency, he can't tell the difference, "Actually, if you need company, you can send me a message at any time, and I won't ignore it."

The corners of Atricia's eyes twitched, and she looked at him with a strange look. Recently, whenever the two of them were alone, Atricia would always show such a strange look, and then he would lose his temper or brush his sleeves in the next second. and go.Gordon became alert subconsciously, changed the subject and said: "I mean, well, although I have left the seminary, you will always be my mentor and you can come to me at any time. If you still want to teach me something , I will definitely accept it..."

"I promise you." The handsome black-haired young man saluted him and winked at him at the same time, "I will still be the best student you have ever taught."