The young officer spoke bluntly, "Your Highness, you have just come to Kessel and you don't know much about the situation here. It would be a bit hasty to formulate tactics rashly. The situation here is relatively stable now. We might as well wait and see what happens before taking action."
Intend."
Colonel Kaiser added, "Your Highness, there will not be more than 10,000 people available in Cossel right now. I suggest that we select some young people from the common people as candidates to enrich our army."
Leng Ling's clear eyes were calm, and after a little hum, he said leisurely, "Colonel Kaiser's suggestion can be implemented. Let's take advantage of the truce now, and let's get started."
"yes."
Lean stood in the conference room, staring at the person in front of him with complex eyes, never speaking. When the meeting was over, he suddenly walked to the map, pointed to a gray area bordering the border with Valencia and said
, "This place is surrounded by valleys. If we set up an ambush here, we will definitely catch the enemy by surprise."
Everyone's surprised eyes turned to Lien at the same time. From the time he entered the conference room until now, no one had paid attention to him. They only knew that among Leng Ling's entourage was a Valencian with blond hair and golden eyes, and a rude and rude behavior.
He once created a sensational "beating in a bar" incident in Sarat.
The young man in front of him was tall and burly, and his golden eyes revealed an unconcealable anger and a strong sense of oppression. The Valencian must be him.
Such a dangerous man, His Highness Leng Ling actually brought him into the conference room grandly and asked him to participate in the combat meeting. Isn't he afraid that this man will do something detrimental to Kessel?
Colonel Kaiser thought this and frowned slightly, "Whether the construction you proposed is useful, we must discuss it with His Highness again. Your Highness, you see..."
Leng Ling didn't make any comments. He stood up and walked out, "I'll be here today and let the meeting end."
Lean glanced sideways at Colonel Cather, a sneer flashed across his golden pupils. He gently pulled the corner of his lips and followed the thin and cold black figure out of the conference room.
"Colonel, that Valencian man has such a dismissive attitude, and His Highness Leng Ling brought him to the meeting without knowing whether he was a friend or an enemy. Isn't this a bit..."
Colonel Kaiser interrupted the young officer, "I know what you want to say, but you have to remember that His Highness Leng Ling is our spiritual leader. You must respect him and never show any disrespect in front of him.
The man’s dissatisfaction.”
The young officer nodded reluctantly, "I understand."
In the few days after arriving in Kessel, although there was no fighting, the whole of Kessel fell into a strange whirlpool due to the arrival of Leng Ling and Lien.
The people worship and respect Leng Ling and regard him as their spiritual leader. They believe that as long as they have him, they will be invincible wherever they go.
The people of Cossel were already physically and mentally exhausted from the war, but now, with the arrival of the Valencian man, they were even more frightened and panicked. Some people even questioned Leng Ling's purpose, and were suspicious and suspicious of him.
Voices of suspicion also emerged.
Leng Ling ignored the doubts and complaints of the common people. He went to the headquarters on time every day to deal with various matters and inspected the training status of the candidate non-commissioned officers.
On this day, Leng Ling came to the headquarters. Before he entered the office, he heard a burst of voices coming from inside.
"That Leng Ling can be so arrogant because he is the president's nephew. Although he is a member of the royal family and we must respect him, he has a cold face every day. I get angry when I see him."
"Isn't it? What kind of spiritual leader is just a false name without any real power? To put it nicely, he graduated from Romanel Army School, but I think he has such a thin body, he must have never been to a real school.
battlefield."
"I think His Highness Leng Ling is not like what you said. He is just not easy to get close to ordinary people like us. What makes me unhappy is that person named Li En. A dangerous invader can actually step onto our territory.
land."
"Yes, I don't know what His Highness Leng Ling thinks about bringing such a dangerous man to Cossel. Does he want us to be colonized by Valencia again?"
"If this is the case, I will never forgive you..."
Leng Ling's face was sullen, his thick eyebrows drooped, and without hesitation, he opened the door and strode in.
Several young noncommissioned officers were startled by the sudden intrusion of Leng Ling. They quickly glanced at each other and respectfully performed a military salute, "Good morning, Your Highness."
His deep eyes glanced aimlessly at the few non-commissioned officers of his own age in front of him. Leng Ling nodded calmly, walked straight to his desk and sat down, "Ralph, help me finish the files that I didn't finish last night."
Bring it here. Zuoyi, go and get the roster of corps personnel at Cossel’s station. Humann, your black tea is pretty good. Send me a cup."
"yes!"
After a busy day, Leng Ling put down the pen in his hand, rubbed his swollen temples, took a sip of the already cold black tea, and left the headquarters.
Lance stood at the door of his room with an uneasy look on his face. When he saw Leng Ling coming back, he hurried forward to greet him, "Your Highness, you are finally back."
"What's wrong?"
"Mr. President just received an urgent call and asked you to call back immediately."
Leng Ling entered the room, picked up the microphone, and dialed a series of numbers on the dial, "I am Leng Ling, what do you want from me, Mr. President?"
"Something happened to Xiaolin."
Leng Ling's vision suddenly darkened. He held onto the edge of the table and tried to speak in a calm tone, "How is she doing?"
Leng Xiao's gloomy voice faded into the night, "I fell from the stairs and broke one leg."
Before leaving, the innocent and cute little girl was wearing her favorite tutu, her beautiful big eyes shining with anticipation.
Thinking of the dancing little girl who would never be able to dance again, Leng Ling's eyebrows were slightly warm, and the light lip line brushed the sour arc, "I know."
"I will send someone to take good care of her, don't worry."
"thank you."
Leng Ling put down the phone, opened the door and walked out.
Lance saw Leng Ling walking outside like crazy with a dark face, and quickly shouted, "Your Highness! It's very late, where are you going? Your Highness?!"
The biting cold wind blew through the thin military uniform on his body. Leng Ling came to an open space outside his residence alone and looked at the vast sky with blurred vision.
Little snowflakes fell from the sky. The white snowflakes fell on the black hair and stained the long eyelashes, making it difficult to tell whether they were tears or snow.
"Why are you here alone? It's such a cold day, don't freeze yourself."
