Chapter 723: Twenty-one. The invisible truth(5)

In the dark, the white trembling gently.
The silk sheets slipped off the shoulders, the fragrant shoulders and spine were exposed in the air, the bedside lights were reflected by the moisturized skin, and the wheezing gradually subsided. A finger hits the red, pointed ear, and as the finger traverses the pinna, a moan that is difficult to suppress leaks from the throat.
It took a while for Brenhill to recover from mischievous movements, and his bright eyes looked up at the sculptural and elegant face and called out dreamily.
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"But... Your Excellency."
The body is tightly pressed together, and the smooth skin rubs against it, as if you want to pass your body fragrance to the other side, turning your head close to your chest, while listening to the strong and steady pulsation, and wondering.
"I'm not doubting your judgment, but... Will Richeliu take action against Castile as expected?"
On land, apart from Imir, which occupies the high ground of faith, there are only two Principalities of Castilla and Ross that can really contain Charlemagne. In the absence of the Principality's time, he concentrated his efforts on solving Castile, which had not yet been relieved from the Seven-Day War. This sounds reasonable, but in fact Charlieman himself has a major domestic issue to resolve. Heap, can't free up to solve Castile is.
"Because of the busy domestic affairs, the bishop's talents want to put other countries into a dogfight, so he drains the last drop of blood so that Charlemagne can easily win the final victory."
Li Lin replied that there was no sign of depression in the voice.
"His first step is to turn Albion and Castile back."
for a long time. The alliance between Albion and Castile is like a pair of pliers. It clamps Charlemagne from both the ocean and the land. No matter which direction it is developing, the other side will take advantage of it. Therefore, with such a good start as the Seven-Day War, Charlemagne could not further expand the results and just lost the opportunity to completely resolve Castile.
But now there is a unique opportunity to score a wedge in this ancient alliance, so that Albion and Castilla will be turned into dead enemies by allies. Richelieu would certainly not miss this wedge called "Religious War."
Richelieu regards national interests above all else, but for now. He still had to take into account the great influence of religion. Charlemagne is a country that believes in the Holy Church of Marfa. He was the cardinal of the church, and the Habsburg family, who ruled Castile and Osttoria, had the same faith, and received a certain degree of protection from the pope. Attempting to eliminate Habsburg forces directly is at least politically infeasible. But Albion on the other side of the strait after the death of Philip II's wife "Bloody Mary". However, it gradually became a Protestant state governed by the Church of Albion, which was headed by Queen Elizabeth. The differences in beliefs between the two sides are eroding the friendly relations between the two countries. Plus after the Seven Day War. The "Pirates" of Albion took advantage of Castile to concentrate on the country and took the opportunity to plunder Castilian merchant ships and capture the colonies. Flipping the face is only a matter of time.
"In the face of conflicts of interest, no matter how powerful the alliance can fall apart in an instant, mutually friendly countries can turn against each other, and the two close peoples will become dead enemies."
Stroking Brunnhill's back, a slightly trembling smooth touch came from his fingertips, and Li Lin's mouth slightly raised.
According to observation statistics, a mature smile at this time can best promote Brunn Hill's favorability. The elf girl also smiled as expected, and the heartbeat and blood pressure responded as predicted. Li Lin, who confirmed the observation, maintained his expression and continued to say:
"Imagine that the Castilians, who are struggling to reach the front line in the north, are suddenly breaking through the secret negotiations between the Albians and the orcs, watching the heretics and the pagans treat Bi Huan, you think How should they feel?"
"It must be very, very angry."
The spine arched like a female leopard, and the full and elastic wave of a dizzy wave.
"But, in this way, didn't the original purpose of the negotiations with us run counter to this?"
"Our purpose is to promote human divisions and let them kill each other, as long as they can achieve this goal, it doesn't matter. As for Richelieu's plan... Haha, we don't have Prince Bernard and Titan in our hands. Are these two cards? Since they like brothers to fight, this can be regarded as satisfying their wishes. Before then... let's wait slowly."
"Uh!"
Brunnhill, who was pressed under Li Lin, made a beautiful voice.
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The flaming glow of the morning glow hangs in the sky, with the coolness of the morning in the air, and the refreshing sunlight shining through the clouds on the northern earth, as usual, it is a sunny day.
Pleasant insects are ending, the gentle cries of the birds begin to rise one after another, and several wild ducks rise up on the splash of water, making people want to forget all the troubles and disputes, so that the body and mind can completely relax in this idyllic scenery.
It seems that today will be an ordinary and ordinary day like peace day.
In fact, since the military boots of the human army stepped on this land a few months ago, tranquility ceased to exist. The shells roared, the guns roared, the offensive horns, the roars of fighting, the dying wailing... No one left here from morning till night, bleeding ceaselessly, and after spending a dark night, everyone was in a more crazy momentum Join in the war.
No mercy, no forgiveness, no redemption, only murder and being killed. Until both sides were exhausted and unable to attack anymore. Then in just one month, the tenacious nature transformed the battlefield full of craters and dead bodies into a picturesque landscape with grass and long eagles flying.
After one month away from the war, since today’s first rays of sunlight shone to the camps full of tents, this day has been destined to leave its traces in history, this is a day destined to be extraordinary.
The soldiers in the barracks got up very early today. They didn't sleep like their arms around their true love until dawn. Taking advantage of the physiological response in the morning, I woke up and woke up to sleep after a "better". Before the sun had completely dissipated the clouds and released the warmth, three or five groups of soldiers had appeared near the train station. They gathered at the fence outside the station nibbling bread, drinking cold water, and greeted the newly joined robes from time to time. From then on, the sound of yawning one after another can be heard that many people did not sleep at all last night. Everyone talked about one topic, that is the condolences group that visited today.
When it was learned that there would be a consolation group of noble girls, headed by Her Royal Highness and Queen Charlemagne, to visit the front. The whole barracks was boiling.
Not that they are lustful. It’s not that I haven’t seen a woman in a long time, and I have seen the old sows all harrying them. It’s not that I’ve been engaged in Jiji for too long, and I’m even bored with it. It is really like this is forgotten by the whole world. The loneliness that is completely isolated from the rear is too difficult.
Most of the young men recruited into the army are fledgling. Every day goes through bullet rain. Otherwise, they are shrunk in the trenches to hide their shells, and their feelings of missing their hometown will naturally increase. If they can read and write, they may be able to alleviate the homesickness through home books. Reading, writing, and reading maps are all special effects of military officers and uncles. How can a silly soldier who can’t even write his name write or read letters?
Finally, under the "whip of love" and "careful comradeship" of the officers, morale can be maintained, but it has not been completely resolved. The nostalgia and pressure on the soldiers continue to increase over time.
It was at this time that the news of the "Beautiful Girl Consolation Team Coming to the Frontline to Congratulate the Labor Force" spread like wildfire. Everyone's life was re-energized. The soldiers who had hope were cleaning the military uniform every day and eliminating the bugs in the trenches. Mouse, break your fingers and count the days. At the same time, at least half of the people are fantasizing about a wound that would make them unable to move without hurting their muscles and bones, so as to leave the dirty and narrow trenches, and enjoy the close leave of close contact with the beauty, if there is a love or even blood Ben Zhang's relationship...
Seeing the spirit coming from the men, the officers felt a sense of relief. As for the impure delusions in the minds of this group of people...the officers are also men, and everyone knows it.
So, the unprecedented onlookers gathered around the railway station.
"It would be nice if they were so focused on the battlefield."
Brigadier General Vauban shook his head with a wry smile and closed the pocket watch cover. The "Father of Engineering Soldiers" gently exhaled a sigh of air, and the afterglow of his eyes swept around.
Army coats are everywhere, including the sky blue of Charlemagne’s native soldiers, the lobster red of Albion, and the white sheets of Ostoria. Among them, red takes up a large part of the crown prince’s expeditionary force. The back is detoured, and the main force here is still the Albion.
I glanced back and forth several times, and the restlessness of the Brigadier General pressed down a little.
(As long as you don’t go crazy, even your Highness will not do it here...)
Scratching his head, Vauban comforted himself in his heart.
Upon learning of the news that Prince Shire and His Highness Minerva were walking together, the crown prince's eyes immediately changed. Although he didn't say anything at the luncheon, he knew what he was thinking.
Disputes within the royal family are not uncommon. There are many people who cannot enjoy the past days in various royal families. Taking Charlemagne as an example, the famous "War of Three Henrys" had happened. The first was the Duke of Guice and then Henry III. Finally, Henry de Bourbon, the three died in turn, all died of brutal assassination.
Now adding another prince who has little sense of existence seems to be impossible...
Things are not so simple.
Although assassination is one of the methods often used in political struggles and wars, unless the target is a recognized tyrant and a person who jeopardizes the interests of public safety, any form of assassination is a taboo that cannot be brought up, which is consistent with traditional moral concepts. Conflict, was spurned by everyone. If the crown prince launched a cold-blooded assassination of his younger brother, it would definitely become a stain on his life. If it is exposed, it will be used by the enemy. Vauban and Mackino have a fresh understanding of this, and are deeply worried. But as officials, they have no right to behold the crown prince's judgment, but only pay attention to the development of the situation in silence.
"Don't do anything..."
Pulling out his pocket watch again, Vauban murmured softly.
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"A lot of people..."
Roland opened the curtain a little, looked at the station through the gap, and murmured in a low voice.
Looking at the ocean, it is full of waves and uniforms. The hustle and bustle was like a wave hitting the body of the car. Despite a certain distance and various sound insulation measures, the low and muddy sound waves still buzzed in the car. Even Minerva, who was accustomed to the scenes of various big scenes, could not help feeling dizzy.
"This is really... an exaggeration."
exaggeration?
Well, as far as she is concerned, maybe so. For others, they can only describe their feelings with words that are full of grand senses such as "spectacular," "shocked," and "stunned."
Because it is a temporary station that is quickly built in a month, let alone compared to the large stations that are full of modernity and art in Rudes, even the train stations in small and medium-sized cities are smaller than this small platform made of wood. Decent. But at the moment, the tens of thousands of people gathered around this humble platform are enough to form an overwhelming background.
These are not ordinary people, they are all soldiers who have gone through battle on the battlefield. The body's momentum and heat are much stronger than ordinary people. When gathered together, it grows exponentially. The tens of thousands of people gathered at the station are enough to compare with the tens of thousands of people who were sent at the time of departure.
Such a large number of people not only creates a warm atmosphere, but also provides the best cover for the killer.
Roland subconsciously touched his waist, and the touch of the holster came from his fingertips.
3 hours ago
Temporarily added to the secret compartment. The walking stick in place of the teaching pointer struck on the blackboard filled with boxes and lines. The three-body Q version of the villain said from the podium.
"Listen. There are three main tasks this time: escorting the safety of the members of the consolation group; ensuring the smooth conclusion of negotiations; and ensuring the safety of Prince Shire."
The audience nodded in unison. The killers and Roland knew the importance of the above tasks, but the focus was slightly deviated. One side is work. On one side is the moral concept.
"I won’t say more about the importance of the safety of the consolation group. The soldiers of the coalition forces will not hope that the beautiful ladies will have any problems. It is the latter two. It is not easy to complete both tasks under the secret conditions of Keneng. , Especially when all forces are involved. Okay, you ask Roland."
"All forces?"
The teenager who stood with his hand raised frowned, apparently having a headache for the complicated situation revealed by the message.
"Secretary Walsingham somehow got the information, the spy lurking in Albion rewarded him with a lot of money for his killers, which was too high to imagine that he would be a miser. Price. And the target, of course, is our lovely fourth prince."
"That old grandpa..."
The Secretary of State in Lundinum and Albion had a connection, recalling the face that resembled Richelieu much, Roland couldn't help moaning.
Most of the time, he killed the fourth prince, and then used some kind of tactic to blame the crown prince. No matter how bad, it can completely smash the shame cloth used by the Charlemagne family to maintain false peace, allowing the throne contenders to bite each other without any care. , Albion can sit and collect fishing profits.
From a national point of view, Walsingham is a good minister, but as a human being, it is really daunting.
"There are also Crown Princes. His thinking seems to be similar to that of Secretary Walsingham, except that it is Albian who is in the dark. In addition, there are many spies from various countries on the sidelines. Now. What we have to do is very simple. Let everyone go out happily and go home safely."
The cane turned in a circle and pointed to the half-beast girl with her ears and tail raised.
"Nonna."
"To!"
The lights on the rear of the cabin are turned on in turn, and a military jeep with a sturdy shape appears under the lights. Unlike the "barrel car" with the streamlined shape of the Defense Army, the silhouette of this car is sharp and closed. The structure and the protection of key parts have also been enhanced. It is simply a four-wheel armored vehicle.
"This is...'Hummer'?"
Nona, who served as a test driver for various new mobile weapons under the General Equipment Department, recognized what it was at a glance, and then asked again:
"Is this still a trial model in the test? It seems a little different from what I have seen?"
"This is still a prototype car under development. For this task, I made some adjustments to suit your driving habits. The four-wheel four-wheel drive, the top speed is 120 kilometers per hour, and the frontal protection claims that the rocket can't be penetrated, even if it is a small loli. You can drive this iron guy to play Musou on the battlefield. By the way, this car has passed the run-in period, even if it is treated rudely."
"Shall I drive this?"
"You can't drive out the ma, the e100 with three 88-gun turrets."
"understood."
Nona replied succinctly, with a trace of little loss in her heart. She had hoped to start a trial chariot in a rampage in the enemy line. By the way, she could still say "Eat me five pairs of wheels!", now look There is no hope.
As if seeing through her mind, the cane knocked on the podium, and the rear roof of the Hummer slid off, revealing a dense iron fist rocket like a needle on the back of the hedgehog.
"This……"
"If something happens, if you need to hurry, use this to blow away the soul of the road, and send him a sentence of ``eat me big x!'' as a souvenir to others to go to heaven."
"Observe!"
The young girl with bright eyes flashed a dignified military salute, and the killers cast their admiring glances toward the big boss with their thumbs down, only Roland rubbed his stomach.
(No way... are there normal people in this organization?)
After finally suppressing the stomachache, Roland raised his hand again.
"Excuse me... what is this plan to do?"
"Rushing into the center of the enemy formation, the guns were blasting, and a rocket was used to kill a blood path, splitting the enemies approaching one by one in half. Finally, Roland, who was called Charlemagne’s unparalleled, rushed into the enemy’s base camp to detonate the bomb, general, All the commanders, the crown prince and the like exploded into pieces."
"you are serious?!"
"Of course, it's a joke. Shouldn't you make jokes to adjust the atmosphere?"
"It turns out to be a joke!"
"In short, in case something happens, Nona drove into the barracks while driving."
"It's true until here!!!"
"It's all about your performance by then. Make sure to draw everyone's attention to you."
"Really worth me..."
"Are you a man, how about showing something for world peace? Don't forget, in the worst case there is a special killer tool, nothing to worry about."
"about this"
Roland raised his hand again, and UU read www.uukanshu.com weakly and said the last one, which the participants thought.
"That killer, the song and lyrics are very good, and the lead singer is nothing. But... how did the song title come up."
Li Lin's combat effectiveness in naming names has always been negative, which is everyone's secret, but this finale naming still refreshes everyone's psychological endurance. Obviously it is a pretty good song, even if it is called Airborne Divine Comedy, Hypoxic Divine Comedy, Counterattack Divine Comedy or something, it can barely pass the level, but it was taken an unknown name.
Everyone thought about what Li Lin was thinking when deciding the title of the song.
"I thought you were asking something."
The three-headed villain smiled with ease and answered with a natural face:
"Don't the excellent composers all use the face scroll keyboard to decide the name of the song?"
thump
This time it wasn’t just Roland, everyone fell straight on the floor. To be continued...