Few people discovered that after the battle of blood and mud, Winters Montagne fell into some negative emotions.

Or, Winters doesn't want people to discover it, so no one discovers it.

It was a very strange feeling of fatigue, which was specifically manifested as "at first glance, there were a lot of things to do, but in fact there were very few things to do."

The new city on the south bank, hungry refugees, only exist in the military school on paper, Pierre and Vahika who have no news... are simply a mess, a mess, but he seems to have nothing to do.

...

Revodan's grain storage is getting less and less day by day, and Tiefeng County is on the verge of famine.

Winters sent Tamas to restore traffic with Baishan County and organized various merchants in Tiefeng County to traffic in the backlog of goods.

But he cannot solve the fundamental problem. Until next summer harvest, Tiefeng County must rely on external imports of grain.

So he can only wait.

The new city on the south bank of the St. George River has a shell, which is still far from Winters' expectations and needs to be re-planned and built.

But the South City is now full of homeless military families and refugees, who need not workshops and stone roads, but bread and accommodation.

Winters continued to maintain the [work-for-relief] policy and provided refugees with winter homes.

But he still couldn't solve the fundamental problem - it was not that the refugees didn't want to go home, but that they stopped them in winter. Only when "there will be no one to freeze to death at night" can the refugees return to their homes.

So Winters can only wait.

Winters also wanted to re-activate the Iron Peak Mine, but also encountered difficulties.

Previously, the Tiefeng Mine mainly relied on the labor of prisoners. However, due to the credit of the captive group during the siege of Revodan, Winters also gave most of the prisoners freedom, which directly led to the mining of the Tiefeng Mine being in a dilemma of manpower shortage.

The lives of miners are difficult and dangerous. If there is land to plant, no one wants to be a miner.

What to do? Winters doesn't know.

Pierre and Vahika went to search for Berryon and Dusak, but there was no news yet.

Winters wanted to send someone again, but he couldn't find a suitable person for a while.

Winters has written two volumes of the preparation plan for the military school and even selected the school site.

However, the planned trainees have now become the backbone of the army. He doesn't know whether the subordinates who have already taken up the company position are willing to return to school.

...

Every time he felt that drowning powerlessness, Winters hated the Teltons from the bottom of his heart.

The future of Tiefeng County is like his life, pushed away from the original path by uncontrolled external forces. He tried to pull the carriage back on track, but he had no idea how to start.

So during these days, not to mention comparing with the two working models of Bard and Mason, even Andre's life was fulfilling than him.

Except for some horses and a small number of stallions, all the remaining war horses retained in Tiefeng County were sent to Baishan County as goods.

Tiefeng County is now unable to ensure that those delicate warm-blooded horses spend the winter, but the captured Hedma is more adaptable to the status quo.

Although there were few "decent" war horses on hand, Andrei tripled the size of the cavalry team.

Seeing Andre busy training recruits, leaving early and returning late every day, Winters felt a little jealous.

On the other hand, he seems to need him everywhere, and he seems to need him anywhere.

Winters has not told anyone about these distress, even Anna.

Because he felt it was too unremarkable, and to bothering these little things seemed to him to be tantamount to blaspheming the dead.

After all, he is still alive and he is still healthy in all limbs. And so many people die, and so many people will live with disabilities for the rest of their lives.

Compared to those who have lost everything, Winters really feels that his pain is not worth mentioning.

There must be no fair thing, Winters thought. If so, then Winters Montagne was still alive would be the biggest irony.

He pretended that nothing had happened - he shouldn't have happened.

But he could not control his inner sense of powerlessness, and the guilt caused by it tormented him more than the sense of powerlessness itself.

Therefore, Winters rarely goes out, and he has to go out and chooses to go out.

He didn't want to see the soldiers salute him, nor did he dare to see the wounded soldiers' empty sleeves and trousers' legs.

In addition, his family affairs were also tormenting him. He could always hear the deceased questioning: "Is it fair to us who died because of you, but you are troubled by your love?"

He wanted to send Anna back to Hailan, and Leo persuaded him in this way.

"The new land is dangerous now, and will become more and more dangerous in the future, especially for a lady from a foreign country, who has no relatives or reasons." Leo said sincerely: "The safest place is the safest place. No one can be detrimental to Miss Anna in the sea. From the interests of Miss Anna, you should send her back to the sea."

Leo's words are very convincing. War is the most uncontrollable beast. Once the war starts again, Winters cannot guarantee Anna's safety.

But Winters couldn't bear to bear it, because Anna was almost the only fire that could make him feel soothed.

Just sitting quietly beside Anna, Winters felt less painful.

But...it's too selfish.

...

...

The next day after Leo and Winters had a long conversation, one cold morning, Bud returned to Revodantam.

"Why are you back?" Winters asked with a smile: "Aren't there many things going on in Tiefeng County?"

Old friend, I was so happy just seeing you, Winters thought.

"Winter is here, and nothing is going to happen." Bard became clearer again: "Have you thought about the heretic priest?"

"You came back specially to discuss this with me? Isn't it enough to write a letter?"

Bard replied seriously: "This matter can be big or small, but it still needs to be taken seriously."

"I have no good idea, either. Kaman begged me to help him get some time, and he seems to have his own plan."

"What about your plan?"

"I only have a backup plan. I wrote a letter to General Serbiati, asking him to come forward to contact the Alliance's magical battle situation. However, the time to go back and forth may be more time than Kaman needs."

Bud nodded: "Then how do you plan to buy time?"

"Drag, hard drag." Winters smiled helplessly: "What else can I do? Anyway, this is not an empire, and the public church is incompetent to animals."

"Drag is a good strategy, but hard drag is not."

Winters was too familiar with his friends, so when he heard Bard's words, he immediately smiled: "If you have a way, just say it, don't ask me a problem."

"It's nothing," Bard raised his hand and bowed: "If the public church is regarded as a religious organization, then the nature of protecting heresy is very serious."

"so what?"

"On the contrary, if the church is regarded as a bureaucratic, then it is no big deal. You must understand that the priests of Revodan are not obsessed with extermination of Saul because of piety or hatred of heresy. They want to judge Saul because their superiors have ordered them to do so, and that's all."

"Well... the current acting bishop of the Revodan Church is probably really a priest who is 'extremely pious'. And he is very rigid and it may be difficult to adapt."

"Real-steady means keeping order, and it is easier to deal with him. Don't worry about this, leave it to me, I'll talk to the church of Revodan."

"Okay." Winters breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart: "Then what are you going to talk about?"

"The church wants to judge Saul, of course there is no problem - we respect the internal rule of the church." Bard cleared his throat and showed the tone of public officials:

"But the Revodan Garage Army is a branch under the Xinkendi Legion. Procedurally, this matter must be approved by the Xinkendi Legion, and we do not have the authority to directly agree. In short, be patient and follow the process, and you cannot be anxious."

"What if they actually got permission from the Legion?"

"Don't forget that Bishop Revodan was unfortunately killed and the new bishop has not been assigned yet. Is the acting bishop qualified to apply to the Legion? This question remains to be discussed." Bard smiled: "Anyway, you don't plan to completely solve the problem, just delay time."

Winters laughed endlessly.

Bud also smiled tenderly, he stared at Winters and asked softly: "I heard you are a little unhappy lately?"

"Where's not good?" Winters wiped the tears of laughter: "Aren't I good?"

"Say you are becoming more and more like Lieutenant Colonel Moritz, and you can't see people all day long."

"Who said that?"

"Senior Mason. There are also rumors in the Iron Peak County that your old injury will be relapsed and it will be almost impossible."

When Winters learned that someone cared about him, he felt indescribable. He sighed: "Senior Mason should have taken revenge deliberately. As for others, let them say it."

"I finally got back to Revodan." Bud suggested, "Go out for a walk?"

Winters subconsciously refused: "It's too cold outside and don't want to move."

Bud stood up, took the coats of the two, and looked at Winters.

Winters could only surrender: "Okay, just go out for a walk. But you can't go too far. My legs hurt recently - you can bring my cane."

After walking out of the apartment, Winters realized that Bud was prepared.

Because there was a carriage parked in the yard.

"I know you have a wound on your leg," Bud said with a smile. "I borrowed a carriage."

"Where are you going?" Winters asked bitterly: "Aren't you going to pull me to Xia Tiefeng County? Is there a serious rumor in Xia Tiefeng County?"

"No, just take a walk." Bud urged Winters: "Get in the car."
To be continued...