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August 9, 1666 (mday+130) midnight Lenny East End
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For a true magician, there are several things that can destroy his personality, reputation and self-confidence.
Being controlled by mental magic is one of them.
It＊s okay for a warrior to be controlled by magic. It's okay if a Musketeer is controlled by magic. As for using magic to control ignorant and gullible young boys and girls, although it is illegal in theory, people do it in every corner of the civilized world.
As long as those eloquent people narrate some anti-social or non-mainstream remarks that sound reasonable, or tell some beautiful and beautiful stories that make people cry, young girls will believe in them and become magic. The users are loyal dogs or slaves.
But if you have become a magician or a priest, a real spell user
Never let anyone know about this. Even if the mind control magic has been lifted, don't let anyone know about it.
The root of magic is "faith determines power."
In other words, only magicians in special situations, such as dead people, people with weak beliefs or collapse, will be forcibly controlled by mental magic.
An ordinary mage, even if he is controlled, will quickly use his willpower to get rid of the control. Generally speaking, this time should not exceed ten minutes.
It is a shame to be controlled by a single movement. Being affected by others can no longer express your feelings. Implanting deep commands For any confident magician, having deep commands implanted in the mind is A great shame among great humiliations.
Captain Nemen Solayton is now such a person whose faith has collapsed, a magician with no future.
He walked eastward along the street.
It＊s a new day, but no one notices it.
Almost all the bell towers in Lenny have stopped ringing, and all the bell ringers have either fled or gone into battle.
Whole streets, whole neighborhoods, whole cities were burning.
Citizens evacuated in panic towards the southern district, which had not yet fallen. Some people sealed their doors with wooden boards and prayed to the gods, hoping to wait until dawn the next day to see the situation before making a decision.
Most of the houses have long been empty, their owners mostly fleeing to the safer southern parts of Lower Italy, or to the twin islands of Intre.
A fire broke out in the East Third District to the east. It was a very important neighborhood to him, but he just looked at the fire there and thought about it, then stopped.
"What are you waiting for? It looks like the third city wall will be broken soon, and the main force of the emperor has entered the inner city. Hurry up and surrender."
In Naimen＊s ears, his own voice sounded, using entirely his own thinking.
Under the deepest mental control, the subject will feel necessary and enthusiastic to complete the orders implanted in the mind. All mind control magic uses its master's knowledge, reason, and logic, using his master's own thinking to destroy his will and beliefs.
"However, I need to find a decent prisoner of war camp to surrender. If I surrender casually, I may be killed by the insurrectionary soldiers to take credit. This is not the emperor's original intention." Naimen concentrated his energy, gritted his teeth, and said to himself.
He left the main road, entered the path, and continued to the east along the path.
The further east you go, the more Free Army soldiers you encounter. Most people were wearing the variegated uniforms of the National Army, and occasionally a few people wearing officer uniforms but without military ranks and military caps ran past in a hurry.
"Defeated! All defeated! All the walls on the east side have been captured!"
"Headquarters has issued an order for all organized troops to withdraw across the Metebishi River!"
"The order from the headquarters is for all troops to hold the barricades and buy time for the Union Council and the military to evacuate!"
"Stop talking nonsense! Even if the United Parliament collapses, it will not leave Lenny!"
Everyone is spreading rumors and everyone is running desperately. Only Nemen Solayton walked towards the east with a livid face, biting his lower lip tightly. Only this pain can remind him that he still has a chance to defeat the mind control and not completely lose himself.
The field of vision is rainbow-colored, as if the Excellence Chapter is still working.
When did it start again? Or did he not close it before?
To turn it off. You cannot wear a badge of excellence and be humiliated in front of everyone.
Naimen also knows that he has never?A recipient of the Order of Distinction has never been captured, let alone surrendered. This is the enemy's purpose.
He bit off a piece of his lower lip hard, and blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.
But even with such excruciating pain, I cannot regain control of my body.
Because he understood that a large part of what the emperor said was right.
"It was me who gathered all the reserve forces together. It was me who made a desperate attempt to create a miracle, but was wiped out. It was me who underestimated the emperor; this is all my fault."
In this world, belief determines power. Those who do not have strong faith are nothing.
※I am too accustomed to taking risks, I despise my enemies too much. I rely too much on opportunism.§
And he has no faith. He doesn't know what he wants. He can't even use three levels of magic yet, and his faith and strength are nothing to mention.
?He always knew this. And he always felt that this could be compensated, and that he did not need such a powerful force to achieve his ideals. What's wrong with being opportunistic? What's wrong with relying on stratagems?
"Tell me this was a dream. Tell me that nothing I did before happened."
But now Naimen Solayton knows for sure that he has absolutely no cards left to play. And it wasn't the card's fault, it was his.
No one has ever pointed out the facts in front of him like the Emperor of the Empire and smashed it all to pieces.
Those improvisations that brought him status and honor before are not worth mentioning in the face of the cruel facts.
"I love my hometown. This is my hometown, my motherland, and the city of my dreams."
"Surrender. You have never even sworn to fight for this flag. You have never officially enlisted in the army."
The devil＊s whisper repeated, controlling Naimen＊s thoughts and nerves. He couldn't stop or turn around. Absolutely not.
"You have been captured. Everyone has seen it. No matter what you do, it is useless. All your efforts have only accelerated the fall of this city."
He kept walking, walking, walking. In the rout, blue and yellow regular army uniforms can already be seen. The regular army guarding the third city wall, the 10th Free Division "Lenny", was composed of Julok and Italians.
"Forget it. This is the end."
Although he did not see it in person, he could guess that the third city wall was breached by the emperor from behind.
This is Lenny＊s last day in the impenetrable City of Liberty.
??The city that has never fallen in such a long war, Lenny will eventually fall.
The headwind has begun to blow.
The history of free nations is coming to an end.
"And this was all his fault.
He will also pay the price for this mistake.
He will witness all this and voluntarily enter the Imperial Prisoner of War camp.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Neiman Soleton, will be in the annals of history, as the first, and probably the last, recipient of the Order of Merit to voluntarily surrender, in the history of the Free Army, in the presence of his former colleagues.
He would rather die in battle with honor than suffer such humiliation〞〞
But his hand was stuck on the gun and he couldn't pull it out.
"But in this way, you can gain the complete trust of the empire. Right? Right?" The devilish voice repeatedly emphasized, "There will be no better proof of loyalty."
But he had no room to act. That order was so deep-rooted that it completely penetrated his mind, nerves and consciousness.
It would be great if that was really the case. That way, as long as you tear off the excellence seal on your chest, everything will be over.
"If I have another chance"
His life is full of regrettable factors. It seems that no matter where you make different choices, you will have a different life path.
※Maybe he can get citizenship.
Maybe he can open a magic shop that does a good business.
Maybe one day he will have his own mage tower.
?Perhaps he will eventually become Prime Minister of the Holy Koman Empire.
Who knows. It seems that what kind of person a person can become cannot be decided by himself, right?
"Captain! Captain! Captain Solayton!"
It seemed like someone was calling his name, but he had no time to pay attention.
Naimen just walked against the fleeing troops and silently walked towards the East Third District.
※Then he heard the bell too.
There are people in this cityCentral, the bell of freedom sounded.
One sound, two sounds, three sounds.
But he still can't turn back. The magic of the order he received does not allow him to turn back.
"The Liberty Bell represents the final summons. All citizens, soldiers, and congressmen should gather under the Liberty Bell to fight until the last moment."
However, he didn＊t know how conspicuous his figure was, walking eastward alone among the defeated army.
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The third east wall has been breached. The more than 30,000 defenders there were running, reorganizing, rout, and surrendering.
The second east wall has long been breached, and the Empire＊s Iron Cross flag is flying there, never falling.
Everyone is running towards the west and south, only Naimen is walking towards the east. Until now, he has not seen even one Imperial soldier, but he knows that the Imperial soldiers will soon begin a brutal pursuit and cleaning operation.
Covered with barricades, fortifications and traps, Lenny is supposed to be impregnable.
However, no matter how strong a city is, it still needs defenders with firm will to defend it. When the defenders of each section of the city wall feel that they are attacked from both sides, any fortifications and barricades are meaningless.
One after another, regimental flags with a glorious history were thrown to the ground and trampled on. Even the congressmen who served as colonels and major generals of the National Army were fleeing in panic. Tens of thousands of soldiers fled along the streets and alleys towards the south of the city.
Amid this mess, there was only one person struggling to move towards the direction where the gunfire was the most violent, dragging slow steps and blood stains on the corners of his mouth.
"How can there be such an idiot in the world? He doesn't even care."
"No, I think he has answered us."
"Answered? Why didn't I hear it?"
"He is saying," the top student of the military academy licked his dry lips and seemed to have difficulty breathing. "He is sayingcitizens, go back to the battlefield. He is saying, citizens, get armed and go to the front line."
"That's itdid he choose his own death?"
"Probably so. Because we all escaped, he chose to die alone."
"Damn bastards. These staff officers are like bastards. They don't care about their own lives or the lives of others! No wonder the frontline officers and soldiers hate the staff officers!"
The old mercenary cursed and picked up the gun and took steps without hesitation.
Footsteps heading east.
"Wait a minutewhat do you want to do?"
"I thought that if I escaped here, I would never hope to earn back the thirty gold pounds used as a bribe in this life. So I chose to go with him."
"Damn it. You acted so fast and stole all my limelight. I was also thinking that I would never have the chance to be a top student that everyone envied for the second time in my life."
"Then let's go."
Someone chimed in behind.
"Are you two going to reorganize your troops? Count me in."
The person who ventured to interrupt wore the rank of deputy lieutenant on his shoulder: "The colonel, senator and lieutenant colonel of my department ran to the inner city in a flash, so I had no choice but to bring my men here to try my luck. No more greetings. I am Lieutenant Rouge of the 10th Lenny Free Division. Who are you two?"
The second lieutenant who looked like a top student and the second lieutenant who looked like a veteran looked at each other and exchanged a look of shame.
The top student hesitated and said his affiliation: "Uh, Second Lieutenant Garnier. He belongs to the 7th 'Big Sword' National Guard Division."
"Second Lieutenant Sparry. Same as above."
"It's just that we are not under the command of the Great Sword Master now. Our direct command is that person."
Garnier hurriedly pointed to the man not far away who was going against the defeated troops, and added.
"So, we are now under the Lenny detachment of the Western General Army Yes, it is the first division. It is the first 'Republic' Free Division."
Lieutenant Luge quickly picked up the conversation: "I was just about to ask. That is your commander, who is?"
Head Sparrow replied: "The combat staff of the Western General Army, the hero of Fort Steele and Rennie, the youngest 'Medal of Excellence' in history, Captain Nemen Thorleyton, our commander."
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August 9, 1666 (mday+130) midnight Lenny North District
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In the north of Lenny's city, there are Imperial Army camps scattered as far as the eye can see.
?In other words, "Zeng" is the emperor's company.
At the peak, together with the auxiliaryIncluding the army, there are more than 150,000 people stationed here. The battle of Jena had emptied half of the camp, and on this fruitful night the remaining half was also empty.
The entire land looks like it has been trampled by elephants, leaving only fragments of abandoned camps.
Occasionally, a lone imperial rider, holding a torch, flies past the vast darkness. Most of them ran south, but occasionally one or two went north to report news to the Jena army.
At such a critical moment, it is difficult to find people who are willing to serve as messengers. Everyone is willing to go to the inner city of Lunni to compete for credit, but not to be a messenger for nothing. The standard specification of two people and four horses was reduced again and again, becoming one person and one horse. Even so, the chosen person was extremely dissatisfied.
So, when the messenger saw a female officer on the roadside waving an emergency signal with a torch, he couldn't help but violate the regulations and slow down his horse.
It wasn＊t until he approached the woman that the messenger noticed something was wrong with the military uniform underneath her imperial school officer＊s cape.
Under the gray cloak, there seems to be a red military uniform - and red means the Free Army. The yellow light from the torches obscured the color, something he hadn't noticed before.
But it's too late. A huge force hit his head, knocking him off his horse. He hadn't even been able to see clearly the enemy's spell-casting movements.
The female officer in red whistled, stuck the torch on the ground, got on her horse, turned around and ran south.
Before completely passing out, the orderly soldier had only one memory left in his mind: the female officer seemed to have only one arm.
Her smile was very beautiful, but her eyes seemed full of despair. Although the desperation was hidden behind the purple irises caused by detection magic, everyone could see it.
"Faster. Even faster."
Anne Saphire tied her cloak tightly, swung the riding crop in her hand impatiently, and ran towards Lennie.
Through the magic eyes that detect magic, she can see the chaotic flow of magic in the city. In just a few hours, tens of thousands of magics were released in the city, creating a large number of wild magic areas and dangerous enchantment areas. In her current state, she couldn't clearly see the situation there.
※Did this scene, which should not have happened, still happen?§
Before 1873, no foreign troops had captured Rennie. At least that's how she remembered it.
She still clearly remembers the newspaper headlines she saw when she was a child. Almost every newspaper celebrated the Imperial Army's capture of a city that had "not fallen in three hundred years." In her history, Nemen Hugh Coleman gradually climbed to that highest position in the struggle with the free nations.
※What a long and arduous journey it has been. From Derain to Lenny, spanning time and space.
But if this is the end of the journey if free nations cease to exist at all
"If history really becomes more cruel, what's the point of my coming back? No, if this history has undergone such big changes, then who am I? Why am I here?"
When she entered Lenny through the fifth city gate, this question lingered in her mind.
What she saw was chaos. The whole city is immersed in chaos and cannot extricate itself.
Lenny is no longer the city she remembered. She passed through one open city gate after another, and moved forward among the emperor's stragglers.
Everything around you seems to be saying: "You are already late."
After passing the fourth city gate, you can gradually start to see knights riding towards the inner city. These cavalrymen held torches and shuttled among the ruins, gathering scattered emperors.
Anne tightened her cloak, pretended to be one of them, and walked through the narrow passage between the ruins.
Every Imperial who survived knew that Lunni was a fortress city with deadly fortifications and traps everywhere; those who didn＊t know were already dead.
Therefore, they have only one way to deal with this situation: set fire to it. Burn all suspicious buildings and level all traps with fortification magic. War mages and noble knights carrying black fuel did not hesitate to throw these accelerants, burning one house after another to ashes.
The North 4th and North 5th districts had long been burned down to ruins, and Anne stopped to pay her respects when she passed the "Blue Diamond" ruins. She knew that the entire "Blue Diamond" supplies had been sold out, and all the funds obtained were used as military expenses for his sister Bonnie to establish her own power in the Western Army; the personnel were also under the auspices of Lessa, through the half-elf Reiner. De Kekawi's fleet was transported to the Twin Islands of Intre for reconstruction. After that trial, the half-elf who narrowly escaped death received??Upgraded, his river fleet is now a peripheral merchant fleet of the Big Red Fleet.
But when she saw the sign in ashes, she couldn't help but feel desolate. She was not at all happy about getting rid of the threatened assets in time.
"Sometimes the dice is one, sometimes it is six. Destiny always changes, always changes, always changes."
After the prosperity that transcended the times, only a ruin was left.
After the butterfly's wings fluttered, the world changed, but for the worse.
Another city gate. The third gate on the north wall has been completely blown to pieces, and the bricks used for filling behind it are scattered all over the street. It is unknown what kind of fierce offensive and defensive battle it has been.
After entering the inner city, there were fewer and fewer cavalry, but more and more corpses and burning flames. It can be seen that the unorganized Free Army soldiers used barricades in twos and threes to rely on resistance.
Anne suppressed her emotions and used the skills of a combat staff to estimate the casualties on the entire front: "There are only more than 20 corpses on one main road, and the entire North Third District cannot exceed a thousand."
Considering that Lenny claims to have 100,000 defenders, this can only indicate one fact: the Free Army has stopped organizing resistance. No amount of barricades and traps will be of any use without staunch defenders. The entire officer corps had collapsed, and the militiamen must have fled home.
Her home was once in the North Third District. The striking mansion has also changed hands long ago and is now burning. Anne didn't even pause.
"You are selling too cleanly, aren't you, sister? When did you first notice it?"
It can＊t be a coincidence that Bonnie sold all of Lenny＊s assets against everyone else＊s wishes. She realized earlier than her sister that a powerful headwind called "history" was blowing hard.
"Is this a trick of fate or a counterattack of history? I hope that place will be okay. As long as that place is still there, I can still save the situation!"
She quickly crossed the city gate of the North Second District. Wearing a red uniform of the Intere Division, she stood out among the gray-blue uniforms of the National Army.
More than one group of people tried to stop her. But whether it was the remaining soldiers of the Free Army or the advance team of the Imperial Army, they were all knocked to the ground directly by Anne.
The magic power overflowing from her body has begun to attract the attention of personnel from the Imperial Royal Security Department and Military Intelligence Department. Earl Hugh Eaglewing, who was in charge of commanding the vanguard, quickly received the news and ordered an increase in the number of magicians responsible for magic observation.
Soon, she reached her destination.
That is the headquarters of the Free Army, Ringfort. A circular three-story building that has stood in the North 2nd District of Rennie for nearly a century.
For Anne, as long as this building remains, there is still hope.
But what＊s waiting there is only despair.
The sign that read "Supreme Headquarters of the United Defense Forces of Free Countries" has disappeared. The four-color cross flag hung on the top of the Emperor's bayonet should have been hung on the steeple of the Free Army headquarters.
The ring fort has become an "arc fort". One-third of the complete circle was destroyed by the engineering mage, and the remaining two-thirds were also full of holes.
The smell of burnt paper floating in the air; if an Oriental were present, he would definitely feel that this place smelled like a cemetery during the Qingming Festival.
"All the documents were burnedhave all the fortresses been captured?"
Anne＊s knees weakened and she fell off the horse. Not giving up, she quickly walked into the collapsed main entrance of the ring fort, squatted down, and carefully searched for traces on the ground.
"I hope the teleportation coordinates are still there I hope this is just a temporary retreat, rather than a final abandonment"
She found it. The string of coordinates written in cipher text was covered with a layer of acid, and its owner seemed to never come back. It's a general retreat order.
She knew it was over.
"We have a plan, we have power, we have money! We even have knowledge beyond this era! What went wrong?!"
In the past, we were horrified by the changes in history, and we fled to hide ourselves in speculation and delusion.
In the future, we are no longer afraid of the ravages of time, and are determined to give up all tenderness and want to become new gods.
"We once thought that our understanding of history was our greatest advantage. We also thought that we could hide our identities and control the direction of history behind the scenes"
The wings of a butterfly can stir up a storm.
But after the storm appeared, even the ancient dragon could not destroy it.
※I cannot let history remain as it is. Nor can I control history. The destiny is fixed.?It doesn＊t exist; neither does a conspiracy to manipulate the world. "
If you can＊t do these two things, what＊s the use of having magic power that transcends this era for hundreds of years?
History has escaped destiny, nor is it controlled by conspirators. It reacts to all factors according to its own logic.
"It's likehistory itself is against us. Does it think we are a disturbing factor?"
※When history itself is your enemy, all resistance seems so powerless.
Anne subconsciously pressed her hand on her injured abdomen, and then retracted her hand as if she was struck by electricity.
From the surface of the magic-made substitute organ, you can feel the chills coming from your body. Every time the crystal-like surface of those substitute organs is touched, the brain will create waves of unbearable pain. If she wasn't a high-level mage, she would have passed out from the pain at this moment.
"After allwhy do I stay here?"
If there is no change in the outcome no matter which way you go, then there is no need for so-called faith.
I really want to find a place to cry, but I don＊t know where to start. The only expression on his face seemed to be a numb smile.
How many years has it been since you did something like this that an ordinary girl would do?
At this moment, Anne Seifer heard a bell.
The clear and bone-chilling sound of the bell came from the south. It's the first district.
"The Bell of Liberty? Someone rang the Bell of Liberty?" she said to herself, "Is there anyone who doesn't give up?"
There was another bell.
She got on her horse lonely and ran towards the bell.
Even if it is doomed to fail, she still wants to see the last moment.
p.s.
???????? So this is the Mid-Autumn Festival. There is also National Day. This chapter will probably end in Octoberprobably.
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