One special officer said in a tone close to pleading: "General, give the order quickly! If it's too late, it will be too late!"

"General, I'm here." I glanced at him: "What are you afraid of?"

Very close to the high platform, Helter finally gave the command to turn, and the front of the cavalry impact surface immediately changed - the knight on the right was slowing down, the knight on the left was accelerating, and the impact surface hundreds of riders wide was in front of us.

There's a beautiful big turn ahead!

The group of knights on the far left were only twenty arms away from the high platform when they turned around.

"How's it going?" I asked, "I didn't hurt a hair on your head, did I?"

Someone asked me: "Is the general in the golden battle armor Brigadier General Helter?"

"yes."

"No wonder." The guy shook his head and said, "It's exactly the same as the rumors."

"Rumors?" I asked curiously: "What do the rumors say?"

"Well, let's not talk about him..." He said in a perfunctory tone: "Your Majesty, Staff Officer, let's continue talking! I suggest that this camp be built here..."

Carlos smiled at me. I realized that the negotiation was generally over and it was time to leave.

"You guys talk slowly, I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you." I turned around and walked towards the audience.

"Ah! General, please wait." One of the oldest guys stopped me.

I turned around: "What else?"

"That's right, I think there won't be much problem with this negotiation." He walked over and lowered his voice and said, "You know, we still have some friends who can't come this time because their provinces are too close to the rebels.

But they asked me to say hello to you."

"Oh?" I touched my chin: "It's useless to say hello to me, they have to show something."

"Of course, but they are right under Lu Man's nose, and they can't hide anything they do. I have to ask the general to understand this." He took out a list from his arms and gave it to me: "This is the list. They entrusted me with it."

I told the general that as soon as the general's troops arrive, they will provide convenience for the general."

I took the list: "That's true, but what guarantee do they have? Just using this piece of paper is not enough."

"Of course not." The old envoy said with a smile: "I heard that His Majesty will hold a grand ball soon, so the ladies from these families hope to participate."

"That's it!" I was a little surprised: "Of course you are welcome to participate if you want to participate, but how can you make it in time?"

"The ladies from these families have already arrived at the border. Together with the ladies from our family, as long as the general nods, they can set off immediately." The old envoy came closer to me and said, "There is no other intention. I just want to build momentum for His Majesty's ball."

That’s all.”

"I agree." I patted the old envoy on the shoulder and laughed: "Of course I agree!"

After getting off the reviewing stand, I asked a herald to whisper a few words... It was necessary to investigate the identities of those noble ladies.

On that day, the negotiations were completed, and the special envoys from the four provinces agreed to build twelve forward bases for us and fill them with supplies. In exchange for this, they gained the safety of their families.

As for during the war between us and the rebels, their troops will not travel to the provincial capital, and our troops will not enter within a hundred miles of the opponent's provincial capital. If necessary, we will notify you in advance...

After that, I sent people to send them back, and the Liaison Office also sent a large number of liaison officers to accompany them to supervise and coordinate their camp construction. Due to various considerations, I did not stop Amaterasu's infiltration plan.

Everything is going well, isn't it?

In response to the problems exposed in the last attack, Carlos made a surprise training plan. 90,000 troops began training in full swing in three camps outside Lisang City. Even the third army responsible for guarding was also training.

At the same time, the logistics lines of the two newly occupied provinces and the following two provinces have also been improved.

On the evening of the day when I accepted the city wall reinforcement project, a motorcade carrying noble ladies slowly drove into Lisang City, and acknowledgments from several provincial governors also arrived. They recognized the results of the negotiation!

"Do it!" Several gold cups collided together, and the wine juice in the cups splashed everywhere.

This is the first time I drank alcohol after entering Lisang City.

"It's really good." Carlos said with a smile: "We have completed the negotiation and we have sufficient supplies. The rebels in the Holy City are just waiting to die!"

"Hey..." Someone hugged Carlos's shoulder unhappily: "You seem to have forgotten that I, Helter, am the main offensive force!"

"Brigadier General Helter, you are the main force." Carlos shook off Helter's hand: "I have no intention of fighting."

"What are you so proud of?"

"I'm just a staff officer." Carlos said lightly, "I'm only responsible for some trivial matters, and I'm not impressive at all."

One of these two guys is a hard fist, the other is a soft sandbag. They like to argue with each other in private. I have told them many times, but it has no effect at all.

"You..." Carlos's indifferent attitude made Helter very angry, and his facial features almost squeezed into a ball: "If you are a man, go outside and have a showdown!"

"It's cold outside, I don't want to go out." My staff officer had a lazy expression on his face and replied feebly: "As for my true gender - it seems that there is no need to prove it to you, Brigadier General."

"asshole……"

Moya and I laughed and watched their bickering.

"Report sir!" Rock came over: "Letter from Dark City."

"Oh?" I took it and opened it eagerly.

"Sir, is this a letter from His Majesty?" Carlos asked, "What is it?"

"Carlos." I smiled: "You said your slow dance is very good?"

"yes!"

"Your Majesty's ball will be held soon." I raised the letter in my hand: "Do you want to attend?"

"Yes, of course I do..." Carlos nodded.

"What a pity! I have to go back in person."

"Sir, are you going back in person?" Carlos blinked innocently: "That means...I have to temporarily take your place here, sir?"

"You are indeed a staff officer." I snapped my fingers: "You are right!"

Someone held his stomach and laughed: "Hahaha... The boss is the boss. You can't fight Carlos."

Carlos looked at Geert with dull eyes and said in a lifeless voice: "Second Legion, the assault training will be doubled tomorrow."

"Public revenge!" Haiert protested loudly: "You are avenging private revenge!"

Carlos looked innocent...

"Okay, Carlos, go make arrangements. I'll take those noble ladies with me." I put the letter in my arms: "While I'm back in the dark, the rebels shouldn't have any reaction, but your training

You must not relax...and Geert, I don't care how you joke in private, but in military matters, you must obey the orders of the staff officer."

"I know, boss."

"When you're ready, come and call me. By the way, tell those noble ladies that the journey will be difficult." I sat back on the recliner.

"yes!"

Before the crucial decisive battle, we should go back and meet with Fichet and Dad. Because the battle with Lumann will keep everyone busy.

Holy City, Palace Garden.

The garden that was destroyed during the war has now been restored, once again intoxicating its owner with the pleasant scenery. However, because his plans were destroyed one after another, Luman was very frustrated while walking in the garden.

A group of his men followed behind him, not even daring to express their anger. Everyone knew that Lord Luman had been acting a little crazy recently.

"How many provinces have secret contacts with the Keda family?" Luman stopped: "How many people send their daughters there?"

"There are... quite a few." A subordinate handed over the list in his hand.

"Well done...well done...you sons of bitches, you are taking my money while flirting with the Al Qaeda family..." Luman squeezed the list in his hand into a ball and squeezed out the words between his teeth.

With coldness: "You forced me to do this... Hehe, you forced me to..."

A group of lackeys looked at the half-mad master with blank expressions.

"Sir, what should we do? We must find a way to prevent this kind of thing..."

With a sound of "Pa!", the lackey who spoke received a firm slap on the face. The lackey covered his face and looked at his master, who was staring at him with vicious eyes as there was still a thin layer of cold sweat on his forehead.

A somewhat at a loss, Luman walked around a stone table for more than a dozen times before finding a place to sit down: "Send a letter back to the fief and tell my steward that the moon is covered... Come back! This won't work...

You! Go and invite some of the leading knights from the Knights of the Temple of Light to come to me... If I don’t invite you, you will die!”

The busy figures of his men disappeared from sight. Luman picked up the wine glass with slightly trembling hands and stared at the red liquid in the glass... After a long time, Luman, who was sweating profusely, finally drank the red wine in one gulp.

, and then slammed the wine glass onto the table.
Chapter completed!