Baron Sidney wore a straight aristocratic dress, his riding boots were polished, and a decorative rapier hung on his waist, almost sticking to his breeches, making his legs in leather military trousers look extra slender and his straight nose
, with deep blue eyes, a resolute and slightly thin face, and a proud and gloomy aristocratic temperament, he seems to have all the good qualities of a young aristocrat.
He is a very proud person, but he does have something to be proud of. In recent times, the Fourth Battalion has repeatedly made military exploits, so that his merit points can promote a third-class baron to a first-class baron. He is fifty-seven.
One of the few constructed knights in the heavy armored infantry regiment.
Maybe not all those who can become Constructed Knights are as outstanding commanders as him.
But facing Miss Hathaway in front of him, Baron Sidney lacked a little burst of passion and sparks in his heart. He always had a faint smile on his face, but that smile was like a mask, covering up
his inner world.
In front of Baron Sidney, Miss Hathaway has an equally proud tall figure. Her pale golden evening dress makes her look like a pure lily. She pulls up her long golden hair high to reveal a swan.
As beautiful and noble as the neck, with a string of exquisite star diamond necklaces on the chest, those light green eyes are like two magnificent gems in the dark night, and the sexy and honest lips are slightly raised, forming a very personalized face.
beautiful face.
This sexy beauty, who could make almost any man fall for her, stood in front of Baron Sidney, as calm and silent as a pool of stagnant water.
When she and Lord Sidney were dancing, although their eyes met, there was no communication.
Baron Sidney and Miss Hathaway stood face to face on the dance floor, turning their bodies to the music and bonding with each other, but their eyes looked particularly calm, and the loneliness in each other's eyes was like the vast sea.
of two isolated islands.
Like the shining stars in the sky, they appear to be very close together, but they are tens of thousands of light years apart.
He Boqiang was sitting on the wooden pier in the outermost circle of the dance party. The cool night breeze was blowing. He suddenly felt that the noisy dance in front of him seemed to be far away from him, and some of his eyes were so blurry.
At this moment, I seemed to have entered a mirror world, but all the light and shadow outside the mirror were frozen at the previous moment like a photo.
He Boqiang stood up from the wooden pier and took two steps in the mirror-like world. He wanted to reach out and push Suldak beside him. Everything seemed to be normal again, with noisy noises and cheerful music.
It poured into my ears instantly, and Surdak beside me was still chattering:
"I heard that they were engaged. It was originally planned that after Miss Hathaway graduated from the Bena Advanced Swordsman Academy, the two of them would hold a wedding in Helensa City, but Baron Sidney attended this wedding in the Warsaw plane.
In the face of war, it is estimated that their wedding will have to wait until after the Battle of Handanar County."
He raised his head and looked at the dance floor in the distance, not noticing at all that He Boqiang suddenly changed from sitting on the wooden pillar to standing in front of him.
"The two of them seem to match each other quite well!" Surdak said with emotion.
He Boqiang looked at his body and didn't seem to feel anything was wrong.
He rubbed his forehead, this must be an illusion, he said to himself in his heart.
"Little Dak, these green eyes represent the pure Bena bloodline..."
"Hey, are you listening?"
Suldak pushed He Boqiang, who looked a little dazed, and asked, "Are you a little tired?"
…
When the rain clears, it means that this war will continue.
A group of heavy cavalry put on heavy armor and rode tall horses slowly out of the camp. They will continue to advance on the main battlefield of Moyunling. The road is a bit muddy, and the crossbows and catapults occupying the high ground also need to move forward.
Advancing, although the individual evil spirits are powerful, their number is relatively scarce.
This time the expeditionary force used a carpet-like advance that combined heavy cavalry and ordnance to open a road to victory at the foot of the Moyun Mountains.
Baron Sidney was called to the military headquarters for a meeting in the morning. Before leaving, he called Suldak over and told him to take good care of Miss Hathaway and her friends.
According to the schedule, Baron Sidney will lead these female swordsmen around the expeditionary camp to familiarize themselves with the situation here.
However, Miss Hathaway has a different view on this. She wants to go to the battlefield to watch the battle. Miss Hathaway is accompanied by four companions, who are also her classmates in the Advanced Swordsman Academy. These female swordsmen are also interested in
The battlefield was full of curiosity, and everyone agreed to take a look at the battlefield ahead. It would be best to encounter one or two evil spirits to demonstrate their outstanding swordsmanship.
The young aristocratic lady put on exquisite tight-fitting leather armor, and hung a rapier on her belt. Several people gathered together and chatted non-stop, not looking like a lady at all. Miss Hathaway listened to Suldak talking about the West.
Baron Denis had to attend a meeting at the regiment, so he couldn't spare time and came to act as their guide. His green eyes blinked. Although he didn't show how happy he was, there was a relaxed smile clearly hanging on the corners of his mouth and eyebrows.
Suldak only mentioned that he should go according to his schedule. Perhaps Baron Sidney would return in the afternoon and have free time. The main battlefield was quite far from the expeditionary camp. He might have to camp in the wild, and he would need to carry tents and
Three-day marching rations.
Miss Hathaway, who was wearing a spiked crystal lion leather armor, squinted her eyes and looked like a cunning cat. She asked with a smile: "We brought our own tents. Regarding the marching rations, Captain Surdak
Can’t you decide?”
Surdak replied: "It can be decided."
Miss Hathaway turned around and asked Suldak again: "So, isn't the situation on the battlefield not very optimistic recently?"
"The battle situation is quite stable." Surdak wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied.
Miss Hathaway raised her head and said to the female companions behind her: "Ladies, we have to prepare again. Captain Suldak, do you think it's okay to leave in the morning?"
"..."
Regarding Miss Hathaway's question, Suldak was a little confused and didn't know how to answer.
The itinerary was decided in this way, and several young female swordsmen quickly began to pack their bags. The soldiers of the second team found that the tents that had just been set up yesterday had to be packed up again. Thirteen people in the team were carrying the female swordsmen on their backs.
After carrying the belongings with them, under the leadership of Surdak, they hurried out of the expeditionary camp before morning.
God knows why the five young aristocratic ladies had so many carry-ons. Except for He Boqiang, even Augustus was carrying a huge wooden box on his back. The whole team looked more like a trip.
Camping team.
He Boqiang was carrying a leather bag stained with blood on his back. He ingeniously asked a leather craftsman to sew two shoulder straps on the leather bag, making it very convenient to carry the leather bag on his back.
Suldak was at the front of the team. Since the mountain road leading to the main battlefield was crowded with trucks transporting supplies from the Logistics Department, the carriage could not be found. The team had to walk along the roadside.
After this road was repeatedly rolled over by flatbed trucks, and then after a rain, the mud rolled up due to the soaking of rainwater, and the entire road looked like a long and narrow quagmire.
There was a small patch of grass near the expedition camp. Several female swordsmen were worried that the mud on the road would stain their boots, so they ran to the grass and walked on the grass. The bearded Kagel reminded: "Be careful with your hiding places."
A small puddle in the grass…”
However, his voice was a bit soft. It wasn't until one of the noble ladies had most of her legs sunk into the puddle under the grass blanket that the female swordsmen calmed down and walked peacefully along the muddy roadside.