Seeing Roy standing barefoot on the ground, the old knight stepped forward with a smile and gave him a strong hug.
"That's right." Roy looked at the old knight with a gray beard in front of him in confusion, "Who are you?"
"Get to know me, I am a knight of the Royal Guards of Archduke Adolf, a first-class royal dragon school, Kahn." The old knight saluted gracefully, turned around and motioned for a guard to come forward, and took a brocade cushion from his hand.
He handed a brand new set of clothes to Ron, "Here, put them on."
Roy, who was only wearing a pair of boxer shorts, took the clothes and put them on while asking curiously: "Where am I?"
"Meding City, Baron Smith's Castle." The old knight Kahn walked aside and poured a glass of wine. While waiting for Roy to get dressed, he smiled and said: "After you were injured, we brought you back. Here are the best
Therapists and medications.”
"Baron's Castle?" Roy opened his mouth wide. Thinking of the malts and the others who were still waiting for him, he suddenly became anxious. He jumped on one leg, quickly put on his pants, and asked, "How is the battle situation now?"
"Thanks to you..." Kahn raised his glass to Roy and looked at Roy with a kind and affectionate look as if he were looking at his own nephew. "Not only did we annihilate the forwards of the Fei Lie Empire, but we also
Ambushed their main force."
"Oh?" After hearing the news, Roy felt relieved, but at the same time he was a little surprised and said, "Ambush the main force of Fei Lie Empire?"
"That was a big battle," Kahn took a sip of wine, tilted his head slightly, and said proudly, "After you passed out, the main force of the legion, led by Miss Sophia, marched quickly to the canyon of Baron Burgess to set up an ambush...
…”
The voice of the old knight talking about the battle echoed in the silent room. Roy slowed down his movements of getting dressed, listening to it with some fascination.
Although he resisted Sophia in his heart, he had to admit that Sophia had grasped the timing of this battle very accurately.
If the annihilation of the forwards of the Fei Lie Empire was just an accidental victory, then the subsequent battles relied entirely on Sophia's military wisdom.
She didn't waste time or opportunity. She made the most of the victory in Meiding City South.
"...This time, Fei Lie will feel better." Kahn said at the end, and couldn't help laughing: "If they want to attack Meiding again, they will spend at least half a year replenishing their troops and preparing supplies. By then,
, the empire’s legions have arrived in Lulian a long time ago.”
Roy couldn't help but be happy to learn that Lulian could get half a year's buffer time after this battle.
"A victory worth celebrating, congratulations."
As he spoke, he put on his coat and walked up to an attendant who was holding his shoes. He generously took the leather boots and put them on. He took two steps to try and found that they still fit. He turned to Kahn and said, "Then,
Can I leave now?"
Kahn and the guards were all stunned: "Let's go? Where are you going?"
"Anything else?" Roy asked.
"Wait..." Kahn was obviously a little confused. He stopped Roy, "The Grand Duke and Sophia will rush back to Meding City the day after tomorrow. As our hero in winning this battle, you will get a generous reward..."
As he spoke, Kahn pointed to the guards holding brocade mats beside them, "Look, the armors, weapons, and medals..."
Roy waved his hand, smiled, and interrupted Kahn's words.
"Sorry, I only signed up for one cycle of travel. I don't want these things, and I don't dare to ask for them."
He turned his head and glanced at the things in the guard's hands, turned his head, and strode towards the door, "I don't want to be a hero. Especially a hero who is casually sacrificed. By the way..."
Roy walked to the door, took out the soldier nameplate of the ragtag army, and asked Kahn, who was stunned: "Who can receive my military merit?"
Kahn looked at Roy blankly and replied: "No need to receive it, all military merits will be uniformly recorded by the Imperial Military Department. You only need your nameplate and serial number to check."
"That's good," Roy waved and turned to leave: "Goodbye."
"Wait..." Kahn came back to his senses, stretched his neck and shouted: "Archduke Adolf said that if you continue to serve, you can join the Bavarian Knights and be promoted to the flag commander of the cavalry squad, and receive the first-class Silver Lion medal.
First-class Leopard Soldier rank..."
"Bang!" The door closed.
Kahn rushed over quickly, opened the door, and shouted: "If you leave now, your military merit will be halved..."
"I don't want it, can you?" Roy's answer came from far in the corridor.
Kahn looked at the back of the black-haired boy and walked into the bright sunshine outside the corridor. After a long time, he turned back and depressedly waved his hand to the attendants who were holding things dumbfounded, signaling them to leave.
As the attendants left, the room became empty.
Kahn walked to the window and watched Roy walking briskly through the garden and towards the castle gate. His mind was filled with the image of this young man fighting on the battlefield.
He single-handedly stirred up the entire battle situation; he is as calm and calm as a veteran who has experienced hundreds of battles; he has the strength of a magician to release seventh-level magic, and he has the combat skills to defeat Darni with a full-strength shot.
…
Such a person is actually a child of seventeen or eighteen years old!
If she can stay, given time, she may be a new star in Lulian, completely changing the situation in which Lulian Province, where Sophia is the sole supporter, ranks low among the major provinces in the empire and lacks the right to speak...
pity!
"No matter what the cost, keep him until I come back."
Archduke Adolf's instructions echoed in his mind.
Kahn narrowed his eyes slightly.
When he walked out of the castle, Roy found that the entire city of Meiding had turned into a sea of joy.
Being at the forefront of the war, the people of Meiding City never dreamed that after spending a frightening night, what they were waiting for was not the Feili people's ant attack on the city, but a shocking one.
news of victory.
After a night of fierce fighting, the Lulian Army not only annihilated Philip's forward troops, but also marched thirty kilometers overnight to ambush the main force of Philip, achieving the most exciting victory for the St. Solan Empire, which had been retreating one after another since the outbreak of the war!
At first, many people couldn't believe this was true.
You know, not long ago, through the thick city wall, they heard the sounds of fighting, crazy roars and screams. They could also see the wounded covered in blood being brought into the city, and saw the locust-like
arrows flying in the sky.
And the gossip and various signs after nightfall make people even more desperate.
There was no trace of the fifth legion of the Solan Frontier Army that was supposed to appear... The main force of the Lulian Legion mobilized to the northeast of the battlefield... The city defenders began to organize the residents staying in the city to pack their luggage and prepare to move...
People stayed awake all night. Men stood on their terraces and stared south for a long time, while women held their children and cried softly.
Everyone who can run has already run away, and those who remain in the city are mostly ordinary people who cannot leave. Unless it is absolutely necessary, no one is willing to leave their warm home and embark on the road of escape from their hometown, living a precarious life.
Wandering life.
Everyone can only pray. Over and over again, hoping for a miracle.
A miracle happened.
Just when the morning sun on the horizon showed a little gleam, people who opened their doors saw the closed city gate suddenly opened wide, and Bert, the messenger under Lord Smith, galloped into the city on his gray-and-white spotted horse.
"What happened?" an old man who knew Bert stood on the roadside with a cane and asked loudly.
"Cheer, old Faith," the red-faced Burt shouted non-stop to the old man: "We have won, a great victory! A great victory in America!"
The voice of the messenger Bert was like a torch, following the galloping horses' hooves, lighting up every street in Medina City on this beautiful morning.
When Old Faith suddenly threw away his crutches and raised his skinny and trembling hands like a child, cheers swept through the city and resounded through the sky.
Roy walked forward along the street.
A joyful crowd surged around him.
He saw Ling Xuan, the twin sisters holding her arms and jumping and laughing, the mercenaries high-fiving each other, the businessmen making the sign of the cross, and those living in shacks on the street.
, but as happy as refugees living in a mansion.
Walking among the crowd, listening to the laughter and laughter around him, Roy's heart was filled with an indescribable emotion.
In a daze, he felt like he was walking on Borabel Street a few years ago, as if there were countless old Maxims, countless Aunt Marys, and countless people he was familiar with standing around him.
Among them, he felt at home like a fish in water.
Whether it was ten years of wandering or five years of living in Borabel, he belonged to the lowest class of people in this world.
The pairs of hands stroking his hair, the warm greetings and smiles in the morning, the smoke in the evening and the lights at night, the voices calling "Roy", "Little Dazed", and "Dude", these are all
The moment is so vivid.
Standing on the cross street, Roy looked at the cheering crowd and suddenly laughed.
Compared with everything under the sun at this moment, the fierce battle that night was like a dream, with a serious sense of unreality.
But he knew that it was reality.
In this dream-like reality, I changed the outcome of this battle.
There was no blazing fire in Borabel a year and a half ago, no Felie cavalry galloping through the city streets wielding butcher knives, no rockets filling the sky, no mourning and crying, there was just this joy, this life!
Compared with all this, any military merit reward is nothing, go to hell!
Throwing away the depression caused by the castle, Roy looked around proudly. He wanted to tell the people around him that he was the hero of winning this battle. However, firstly, no one would believe it, and secondly, he left two people behind.
By day time, Mai Ya'er and the others would probably be running around in a hurry. At this time, the most important thing is to go back to the small courtyard by the lake.
Roy walked quickly through the crowd.
"Huh?"
Among the crowd, Ling Shuang suddenly saw Roy's figure, her smiling face suddenly darkened, and she muttered: "Unlucky, why can I see this guy everywhere!"
"Who?" Ling Xue heard Ling Shuang's muttering and followed her gaze. She was also startled and said, "It's him again?"
Ling Xue had already heard from Ling Shuang that this guy named Roy was teasing everyone in the weapons store the afternoon before. Now when she saw Roy again, on the one hand, she was surprised to always meet this guy, and on the other hand, she also secretly laughed.
Ling Shuang's resentment towards Roy was inexplicably strong.
Glancing at Ling Xuan secretly, Ling Xue stuck out her tongue at Ling Shuang, lowered her voice and laughed: "We will be relieved when we go to the academy in two days? By then, even if you want to see him, you won't be able to see him."
"Who wants to see him?" Ling Shuang snorted and said, "He's just an annoying rich idiot! If he dares to show up in front of us when we get to Munich City, I will..."
"What's going on?" Ling Xue's eyes widened with clear black and white eyes.
"Beat him!" Ling Shuangyu clenched her fists tightly.
The twin sisters looked at each other.
After a while, Ling Xue murmured: "Actually, if I think about it carefully, he doesn't seem to have messed with us that much."
"Yes." Ling Shuang nodded.
As if they felt that they were being a little unreasonable, the two girls snorted and laughed at the same time.
Those two identical smiles blooming like flowers, with the natural beauty and pride of a girl, made the boys around them lose their minds for a while.
At the door of the meeting hall, Mo Ya paused for a moment.
Then, she got her wish and saw Donald, who had remained calm in the meeting hall, his face that instantly turned livid when he walked out the door.
"I will never want the army I have invested my whole life to build to stab me in the back when I come to the city in the future. I know very well that I am not Archduke Adolf. Luck and victory will not befall me under such circumstances."
This is what Marquis Bob said coldly as he looked at the nobles on the Prime Minister's side when he took the lead in voting for the royal nominee general.
Although several people tried to persuade him at the time, Marquis Bob didn't even give them a chance to speak. He returned to his seat with a sullen face and closed his eyes to rest.
With Bob taking the lead, the neutral nobles voted for the general nominated by the royal family without hesitation.
For the nobles, Archduke Adolf's Lurian province was not adjacent to their territory, but they had the same interests.
The actions of Pelley, commander of the Fifth Army Corps, have aroused public outrage. In addition to Pelley's own willfulness, he and Prime Minister Donald have controlled the government and military for decades, cultivating the arrogance of these generals.
It doesn't matter!
In this empire, they have been arrogant for too long. Although they are all experienced generals, how many of the twelve legions of the frontier army are fully staffed, and how many of the officer system are not completely occupied by their close relatives?
When the war originally broke out, everyone turned a blind eye to what happened before, thinking only that they could defend the country.
But now...
In this case, it is better to place the bet on His Majesty Edward. At least, the courage, determination and vision shown by this imperial emperor are even more admirable - on the list of legion commanders proposed by the royal family, he just won the Medin
Sophia from Battle of the City ranked second.
The outcome of the meeting naturally left no suspense in the end. Donald, who was already sure of victory, not only failed to win back a victory, but Edward took advantage of the mistakes of the Fifth Army in the battle report to seize three new legions.
With these three legions, the royal family will reverse the disadvantage of controlling the military for many years in one fell swoop. Edward will also truly have the confidence to rule the empire.
After a while, the nobles dispersed in twos and threes.
Everyone left in a hurry, exited the corridor of the palace, jumped on their carriage and drove down the Imperial Power Mountain quickly.
After all, for the entire empire, whether it was the ownership of the three new legions or this glorious victory in the Lulian Province, it was nothing short of an earthquake.
If they want to gain a foothold in this earthquake and accurately judge the wind direction, what they need to do most at the moment is to go home quickly, tell their families, allies, counselors and followers the news, and have a good chat.
Mo Ya stood in the sunlight that filtered through the corridor window. Her graceful curves outlined a charming and astonishing arc.
Gently waving to the waiting nobles, Lance and others, she turned around and walked slowly along the silent corridor while opening the more detailed battle report she had just received.
While walking, Mo Ya suddenly stopped. She stared at this detailed battle report that only the Supervisory Office could obtain. For a long time, she turned to look out the window.
By the fountain in the garden, Alessia was chatting with Susan, smiling brightly.
Mo Ya's eyes moved back to the battle report again, thoughtfully.
In front of me, there is a familiar name that shocked the entire empire a year and a half ago, and that today is full of and even occupies the core and most critical part of the victory in the Battle of Medin City.