"Um... Lieutenant Xiwei... Xiwei, just call me Lily. It's the name my mother once gave me..." Niya bit her lip.
"no."
"Eh? Sorry, it was Niya who took the liberty..." The girl showed a trace of embarrassment on her compact, wheat-colored face.
After all, it was a nickname that only close relatives could call. He said it in excitement, but was rejected by Xavier. This was also a rejection of himself...
"That's my mother's name." Xavier suddenly spoke, and Niya, who shrank aside, raised her head, and the disappointment on her face gradually faded.
"I have never seen her." Xavier said softly. There was a familiar woman in his memory, but there was only an outline. He only remembered that the woman's hair was very long, almost hanging down to her ankles.
"Is that so..." Didn't he mean to reject Niya? Niya cheered in her heart.
You need to find some topics to talk about, Niya! Don’t be so disappointing, Niya! Don’t you like talking about it very much, Niya!
Why are you holding back even one sentence now, Niya!
"Well, Sister Ye Luo is in the carriage at the rear. A carriage appears every four rows of horses in our column. This is a carriage formulated by Baron Holmulande. It can speed up the journey and treat the wounded quickly."
Niya finally spoke. She slowly approached Xavier and stared at his every move.
"Miss Niya, do you like snow?" Xavier stood up, opened the curtain of the carriage, stretched out his hand, and lightly touched a snowflake with his fingertips.
"I like it...but my family died in the snow." Niya smiled bitterly. She already understood what Xavier meant. Niya folded her legs and squatted on the carriage. She suddenly realized that the boy was far away from her.
So far.
His appearance was like an encounter in a dream, opening up Niya's long-disillusioned heart. Is he really a sailor? Niya suddenly doubted it, but the calloused side of the other person's mouth proved that point.
"Adjutant Xiwei, I will call you Xiwei from today on, and please also call me Niya!" Niya suddenly shouted, startling both Xavier and the coachman.
"Okay, Niya." Xavier smiled slightly and turned to look at Niya.
How could he not know that this girl had a vague affection for him, but he was completely unqualified to accept it.
Xavier no longer knew how much he was carrying. The blood on his body could not be washed away by the sea.
Everyone will meet someone in their lives who they fall in love with at first sight, but many times they can only watch him (her) slipping through their fingertips.
Xavier knew that he was such an existence to Niya. If it weren't for Baron Mulholland's rebellion, their lives would have been parallel lines that could never intersect.
Why does the kingdom's law stipulate that civilians are not allowed to marry nobles? Because their fates are different. Niya may only be able to spend her whole life mining in the mines with her brother White. She can never imagine Gray Din's technology that transcends centuries, and it is impossible
Sit at the lord's banquet.
This is why the Xingdong Palace, the Financial Secretary, the Negotiation Pavilion, the Council of Government, the Judgment Bureau, etc. are almost all children of nobles. The highest education they have received since childhood is already beyond the reach of common people.
"Thank you..." Niya lowered her head and whispered, her eyes regained clarity. Niya would not give up so easily! She cheered herself up from the bottom of her heart.
A loud "bang" sound appeared from the convoy in front, and the shining signal cannon shot straight into the sky. We were still about forty minutes away from Noli City. It was too early for the signal cannon to go off.
"It's not a signal to attack...it's an enemy attack!" Niya looked carefully at the rising signal cannon, and the fire made a tragic mark in the dark snowy night.
It was chopped down, like a dumb cannon... But many rebels saw it. How could it be possible? How could anyone chop down the rising signal cannon?
How fast should the visitor react? The rebel soldiers thought about themselves. Even if they were waiting for the opponent to fire cannons, they wouldn't be so accurate, right?
"Who is it? How dare you stand under our Holmulande Guards, scouts, how many people are there on the opposite side?"
White's eyes were panicked, and he rode towards the scouts. They were scouts sent by Baron Holmland and had received strict training. During the battle for the port, he was the one who found the position of the port commander and turned the tide.
The scout jumped to a branch nearby and raised the ultra-high-power telescope around his neck. The silver light suddenly appeared in the telescope, and the dark night just hid the opponent's body.
"The First Stormtrooper...the whole army was wiped out, a total of thirty-two people..." An embarrassed soldier ran over, his body covered with stab wounds and bloodstains.
"There is only one person on the other side...a swordsman!" The scout jumped on his horse and sped up to White's side, panting in reply.
"Speed up and get rid of him!" White took a deep breath and calmed down.
The horns around me immediately sounded, and the melodious horn sounds came and went, like a grand symphony.
"This is a signal to speed up. Why should we speed up now? Shouldn't we be on defense?"
Niya paced anxiously in the carriage. She wanted to go out, but she also had to take care of Xavier. She had a hunch that maybe the other party was here for Xavier.
Such a strict military rhythm, it didn't look like a rebel army composed of civilians at all! Xavier stood in front of the carriage. He listened carefully to the shouts of the rebel soldiers and the sound of the horn.
Someone has created an unprecedented strict tactic for this rebel army, or the entire Holmulande rebel army!
Xavier shuddered slightly. This was the smell of the Templar Armored Corps. That person was deeply familiar with the signal content of the Templar Armored Corps and added many of his own ideas.
Unless he is a high-ranking military officer, he can form a civilian rebel army without any training into a tight-knit army that includes thousands of signals in a short period of time.
So what else? Xavier suddenly wondered how they should deal with this enemy attack.
After all, in front of the Templars, even if the civilian assembly army tried to rob, they would still be ants.
Who is better than the tight-knit army of ants and the top-level "Silver Glory" of the proud Templars?
This also reflects how powerful the tactics of this army will be.
"I hope you won't disappoint me."
Xavier sat in the carriage, and the coachman in front drove the horse nervously, with sweat on his forehead.
Arthur, I also hope you won't be too embarrassed. A true Templar should face crises with wisdom and courage.
Never underestimate any enemy, give him enough respect, and then kill him with your sword.
"Xiwei, don't worry, brother and the others will take care of it."
Niya walked to Xavier's side and carefully kept the proper distance from him.
"No Li, I suddenly want to see this city that is about to be buried in snow."
That should be beautiful, right? Niya held her chin and looked at Xavier's profile. The light of the torch illuminated his face, which made his face flush. His lowered eyelids were slightly raised, and the snowflakes fell on them and turned into cool water droplets.