Dill and I were walking side by side on the way to the garden. I was going to meet Fichet, who was "currently having a passionate affair with a certain princess."
This was a very rare time for the two of them to be alone, but Dill was laughing as he walked along, and never let go of his hand covering his mouth.
"I said Dill, it's okay for you to laugh, but there has to be a limit, right?" I stopped him dissatisfied.
"I'm sorry, ha." It seemed that my words had little effect. Instead, Dill laughed even harder, even shaking his shoulders slightly: "I have never thought about it, and I bet no one dares to think about it, in my husband's body.
This is what happens - the tip of your nose is pinched, ha."
"You... forget it." I sighed and quickened my pace: "Didn't I tell you before? You are my fiancée now, you can't call me husband yet."
"I'm happy to say that." Dill caught up with me in a few steps and held my hand: "Who dares to make irresponsible remarks?"
"It's not just a matter of gossip. Our wedding hasn't been held yet?" I shook my head helplessly: "What would uninformed people think?"
"They can watch whatever they like." Dill raised his face and snorted coldly: "I don't care."
"Dil." I didn't want to ruin the atmosphere, so I gently held her hand: "There's something I forgot to say."
Dill looked at me in confusion: "Huh?"
"You are so beautiful today."
Dill's face turned crimson in an instant, and he replied in an extremely low voice: "Thank you."
"What interesting things did you do when I wasn't around you?" I slowed down.
"There are many!"
Dill told me everything after the dark moon, how he came to the dark with his mother, how he met Fichet, how he got along with my three previous wives, as if she had not been looked at strangely by others...
Of course, there are also many funny things in this process. For example, even if it were not a formal occasion, Fichet would still be called "crow" by her, and the call would be very loud.
"By the way, when did you offend that female general?" Dill asked me: "Every time I talk about you, she always looks like she wants to bite someone."
"Female general?"
Dill stretched out his hand and tapped my forehead: "Yes! You won't forget, right? His full name is Winterhall Rennie."
It turns out to be her! Have I offended her recently? I don’t think so...
"What are you thinking about?" Dill waved his hand in front of my eyes: "That female general is pretty, isn't she? Do you like her?"
"Beautiful?" I was stunned: "How would I know? I have only seen her face covered by a helmet. I have no idea what her figure is like. How could I fall in love with her? Am I that kind of person?"
"That's right! She's right over there." Dill pointed in front: "I stay with His Majesty and the princess all day long and never leave for a moment."
"Ah?" I was shocked: "Isn't that in the way?"
"It's really annoying." Dill sighed and said, "The princess and your majesty looked at each other with such passion. To be exaggerated, their eyes could melt even people. No one can stand it. But she is like
Turning a blind eye and not even giving him a chance to be alone is really annoying, annoying to death."
"Dil, do you want to play a game?" I smiled and said to the aggrieved Dill: "Let's get rid of the annoying female general and make His Majesty and the princess happy."
"Ah! Is that okay?"
Dill and I left the main road and took a detour among flowers, plants and trees. I explored the path in front and asked the guards along the way to keep quiet. Dill followed me with a smile, holding the cloak behind my back in his hands to avoid catching it.
what.
The guards kept patrolling solemnly, but they all glanced quietly and pointed us in the direction of His Majesty's location.
We dived to a slightly higher place and observed the three people in the distance.
Ah! I haven’t seen him for many days. This guy Fichet is still the same handsome guy, but there are two ladies next to him.
The younger one must be the princess! Speaking of which, I snatched the princess back, but I haven’t seen it yet.
The remaining older one also has a good figure, but she has a cold face and a darting gaze. I am sure this is Winterhal, because I recognize her two eyebrows that will stand up when she is angry!
But having said that, why doesn't she smile? To be honest, such an expression is really a pity for her delicate appearance.
"What should we do now? What should we do!" Dill beside him was very excited.
"Let me think about it... That's good, Dill." I explained my thoughts to Dill: "You go to them first, tell His Majesty that I will wait for him here, and let him come alone. Then go and call the princess.
, be more panicked, just tell her that His Majesty fell to the ground and fainted."
"Ah... this is a very teasing strategy!" Dill said with a smile, "What's next?"
"Next, you must restrain the female general. It doesn't need to be too much, just keep her ten steps away from the princess." I patted my chest and said, "Leave the rest to me."
"Okay!" Dill jumped up and ran towards His Majesty: "You can't mess it up."
I found a tough grass vine and tied one end to a tree trunk by the roadside, staring at the end in my hand and laughing.
After a while, Fichet followed Dill.
"Where is Cohen? Miss Dill, please don't lie to me." Fichet looked around: "Didn't you say it will take at least one day to get there?"
"Here." I emerged from the roadside: "Hello, Your Majesty!"
"Cohen, it's you! Why are you hiding in the bushes?" Fichet came over and patted the leaves off my shoulders: "Hey, you guy, why did you ask me to come over?"
"That's a good thing!" I pointed to a spot in the middle of the road for Fichet to stand, and said to him, "Do you see this corner?"
Fichet was confused: "I saw it."
"If a petite lady appears at this corner, you will be able to spot her immediately."
Fichet nodded.
"Then you stay here and leave the rest to us." I turned to Dill and said, "Go and call!"
"Got it!" Dill waved his little fist and rushed over like a soldier who had received an order: "It must be no problem."
"Well, Cohen!" Fishette blinked his big eyes and asked, "What on earth is going on?"
"Don't worry about anything, just stand there obediently." I stuck my head out among the bushes and said, "I won't hurt you."
"oh."
"You have to pay attention. We will talk about other things later." After saying this, I quickly retracted my head because the target had already appeared.
Through the gap between the leaves, I saw a pretty girl, fifteen or six years old, holding the hem of her skirt with both hands and running along the path with a nervous look on her face. I had never seen this Berni Ai before.
Princess Binhaus looks really cute now.
But Winterhal who followed behind was not very cute. Fortunately, my cute and smart Dill pretended to fall down and started wiping "tears", and finally managed to tie down this annoying guy.
Dill hugged Winterhal and gave me a "success" gesture. I pulled the grass vine on my hand...
With a scream of "Ah", the flying Princess Berni Ebbinghaus flew straight forward!
"Ah!" Fichet, who was stunned, came to his senses, rushed to the place where the princess was about to fall, and threw himself horizontally underneath.
With a "bang", Berni Ebbinghaus fell firmly into Fichet's arms, and you're done!
Berni raised her body up a little and exclaimed when she saw the face of the person under her clearly!
"Princess." Fishette asked stupidly, "Are you okay?"
"I, I'm fine." Berni's face turned red and she stammered: "You...you, I heard that you..."
"I..." Fichet blushed this time.
Things seemed to be going smoothly, and while I was cheering loudly for Fichet in my heart, a certain general who was very emotionally slow caught up.
"Your Highness Princess." Winterhal stood at the corner: "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Berni hurriedly pushed her body up, but when she could only push herself up a little, she didn't know what happened. She and Fichet exclaimed again, and the two of them stood still as if they were under magic.
"Your Highness Princess?" Someone called again...
Seeing that this good situation may be destroyed by others, I can no longer hide.
"Ha..." I jumped out of the bush, clapped my hands and said loudly, "Congratulations!"
"Cohen Keda, it's you again!" As soon as Winterhal saw me, his eyes began to burn with angry flames, his eyebrows were already raised, and he shouted at me: "Also
Only you can do such a thing."
"And me!" Dill protested loudly from behind, but unfortunately her voice was ignored by Winterhal.
"I haven't settled the debt with you yet." It seemed that Winterhal, who was dressed in casual clothes, had forgotten where he was. He went to get the sword out of habit but came up empty, so he had to press forward with his fists:
"What were you congratulating just now?"
"Ah! Um..." I glanced at the two people who were still lying on the ground with their faces flushed: "I am congratulating the Sbia Empire and the Liva Empire, um, the diplomatic relations between the two countries are normal..."
"What are you talking about!" Winterhal couldn't stand my nonsense anymore and punched me in the chest. I didn't dodge because I was still wearing armor.
"Bang!" The fist was no better than the scabbard. Winterhal was so painful that he even twisted his mouth.
"If you fight with my husband, you will pay the price." Dill came over and took Winterhal's hand: "Let's go! Let's talk somewhere else, don't get in the way here."
Dill and I escorted Winterhal away. Until then, the two people on the ground were still stiffly maintaining the same posture, the woman had her eyes closed tightly, and the man was at a loss - but the two of them
My face has been extremely red!
This is the Empire's top secret and not suitable for children.
We pulled Winterhal all the way out of the garden and to the door of the back hall.
"Okay! Let go." Winterhal, who had been angry all the way, suddenly returned to normal: "Otherwise, I would be really angry."
"I have long suspected that you are pretending." Dill let go of his hand with a smile: "I'm just telling you! How can a person who is insensitive become a general?"
"Who are you saying is insensitive?" Winterhal raised his fist: "Huh?"
I took a step forward, stood between the two ladies, and said to Winterhal: "General, you can't be rude to my fiancée."
Dill poked his head out from behind me: "I'm not afraid of her!"
"Humph, who has time to pay attention to you." The good girl Winterhal walked into the back hall without suffering any loss.
Dill and I looked at each other and walked hand in hand into the back hall to meet the others.
Everyone was in the back hall, mom, dad, and the four ladies, and I was bullied by them together.
A long time later, when Fichet and Berni appeared at the door, my eyes lit up - Berni holding Fichet's hand!
"Congratulations!" I jumped up again: "The normalization of diplomatic relations between the two countries - oops!"
The governor was hit on the head again.
Mom took back her hand and led everyone to salute Fichet: "Your Majesty, Princess, please take a seat."
"Aunt Catherling, I think." Fichet looked at the shy Berni next to her: "I think..."
"Your Majesty, I can't help with your Majesty's government affairs." My mother replied softly: "But please don't worry, as a friend of the late Queen, your Majesty's marriage will be taken care of by me."
"Thank you Aunt Cathelling!" Fichet was rarely excited, and even Berni next to him gave his mother a junior courtesy - this is not right!
I was the one who kidnapped people, wasn’t I the one who brought them together? Ah! Why didn’t anyone express their gratitude to me? They even beat me, that’s not fair!
"Berni, let me introduce you." Fichet walked up to me with Princess Berni, pointed at me and said to Berni: "This is Cohen Keda, you can call him Governor, General, don't you think so?"
You can name it or even call him "Hey..."
This is His Majesty for whom I have worked so hard, and this is how he introduces me to others - who can tell me who this guy who values sex over friends is?
"General Cohen Keda, I've heard about it for a long time." Berni looked at me: "Is it you who asked someone to 'invite' me here?"
"Yes, I asked someone to 'invite' you here." I replied seriously: "Is Your Highness the Princess satisfied with my arrangement?"
"To be honest, General, your arrangement is very reckless, and your behavior is very dangerous, which is really hateful." At this point, Berni stretched out her hand to me and continued with a smile: "However, I still want to thank you."
"Ah?" Berni's words changed so quickly that I was a little flustered and even forgot to take her hand.
"Ha." Seeing my embarrassment, Fichet laughed wildly next to him: "Cohen was fooled by us. It's a rare sight in a hundred years!"
Looking at the people laughing in front of me, I made a decision, that is: I, I will never do this kind of thing again!
In the evening, my dad, Fichet, and I stayed in the back meeting room to discuss the next step.
I spread out the map and first explained the results of negotiations with several neighboring provinces to listen to their opinions.
"Even if you plan to divide your troops to attack the Holy City's rear, you still have to maintain enough troops in front of the rebels to contain them." Dad looked at the map and considered: "You also said that the location of the advancing base may be leaked.
Then how do you guarantee that the rebels will be unprepared? If they are alert, wouldn't your surprise plan fail?"
"Yes, Cohen." Fichet also frowned: "Although the rebels lost one battle first, they still retain considerable strength. You can't underestimate the enemy!"
"There is no way to underestimate the enemy. In fact, the leakage of the addresses of these twelve forward bases is part of the entire strategy." I pointed to the map and said: "On the surface, it seems that our forward bases are known to the rebels, but this is ten
Two advance bases, that is to say, we informed the rebels of six advance routes!"
"You mean, after the rebels know our marching route, it will be more difficult for them?" Fichet patted his head: "So that's it!"
"Yes, because the area that the rebels need to defend is quite large, and the location we are going to attack next is close to the Holy Capital. As the saying goes, one move can affect the whole body, and they must defend it." I explained my arrangement: "And to
Defending an army like ours with six lines is almost impossible with their current strength."
Dad tapped his forehead: "So?"
"So, they have only two choices." I said with a sneer: "Either to transfer troops from other places, or to concentrate the current troops to defend two of the routes."
"Go on."
"If they draw troops from other places, the troops behind the Holy City will be empty. My frontal attack can be slowed down and stabilized. And the troops attacking from behind can go big and respond accordingly.
, the rebels will be in crisis." I said: "On the contrary, if the rebels do not draw troops from other places, then our troops for assault from the side and rear can be on standby, while my frontal troops will be drawn from the rebels.
Find a flaw in the defense and forcefully attack."
The two of them looked at the map and thought about it for a long time, but the father asked first.
"Are you sure you can break through from the front?" Dad asked worriedly: "According to our intelligence, Luman has received reinforcements. Elite legions from various countries have disbanded and joined Luman's army in the form of mercenaries."
"No problem. Our army has previously eliminated about 150,000 rebels. They are still replenishing the front lines, but judging from the intelligence returned now." I held out two fingers: "Even if we launch an attack
On that day, the rebels' military strength in the front is about twice that of our army, so there is no problem."
But my father reprimanded me sternly: "Twice the military strength should not be underestimated. Cohen, you can't be proud after just one battle. This has a bearing on the overall situation!"
"I am not proud. I have made very careful calculations beforehand." I answered my father seriously: "Because Lisang Province was occupied by our army, the rebels did not have enough food and grass, so it is estimated that there will not be much
Cavalry. And our army is good at attacking long distances. As long as we use our extraordinary mobility, we can create enough fighters to destroy the rebels!"
Dad didn't give in: "Where's the terrain? Where's the accuracy of the intelligence?"
"In terms of terrain, not only are there scouts conducting on-site reconnaissance, but there are also detailed maps drawn by three painters from the Lisang Branch of Shengdu College. Their maps have been tested on the spot and are very accurate. The sculptors also made large-scale sculptures based on the maps.
Sand table." I said: "The information has been compared repeatedly."
"That's right." Dad breathed a sigh of relief: "When are you going to attack?"
I smiled: "New Year."
"New Year, I agree to attack at this time." Dad finally nodded.
"I agree too." Fichet then nodded.
"But Cohen!" Dad began to shake his head again: "Your character still hasn't changed! Lumann, the evil thief, will have fun in the New Year."
"The New Year is a good day." Fichet's eyes flashed with hatred, and he clenched his fists: "There is information that Lumann is not living a stable life during this period."
"Why?"
"This is also because of you." Dad said with a smile: "There are rumors outside that 'the female general of the Liva Empire led the army to escort the princess to the Dark Province to participate in the selection of the new emperor of Sibia'.
This has nothing to do with the red priest."
"That's right, this is why Winterhall Rennie hates you." Fichet also added with a smile: "Also, Luman is also arguing with many families at the same time, because they also let the unmarried members of the family
Miss, you came to the Dark Province, and now many people hate you!"
"Why, why is this happening? Dad, you came up with this idea." I sighed helplessly: "But why do they blame me now?"
Dad smiled and hugged Fichet.
"It's simple!" The two of them were very close, and they answered me in unison, as if they were father and son: "Because our reputation has always been pure, upright, and aboveboard!"
"Tch, what's so big about it?" I turned my head to the side with feigned disdain.
There was also faint laughter coming from the backyard, and the Governor's Mansion was filled with rare joy. I love everyone here, and everyone here loves me...
Despite this, I still have to burn the midnight oil tonight. Officials from various ministries lined up from the door of my study to the entrance of the garden. Countless official documents are waiting for my approval... (To be continued)