On December 20, 1502 in the Continental Calendar, Mo Ke, the second prince of the Lanling Principality, appeared in Cole City with the Grand Duke's order, escorted by the officers and soldiers of the Anta Independent Regiment, calling on the frontline soldiers and civilians to fight the sunset invaders to the bitter end. Subsequently, Prince Mok announced that the officers and soldiers of the independent regiment who died in the Battle of Cole City will be awarded the First Class Combat Scorpion, and the civilians who died in the Cole City Uprising will be awarded the First Class Medal of Freedom.
"Our soldiers have defended the dignity of the country with their blood! Our people have demonstrated their unyielding will with their flesh and blood! I am here today, not as a prince, but as a citizen to devote myself to this battle to defend the country. , the great battle to protect our homeland! The Battle of Cole City is our clarion call to launch a counterattack against the invaders! We will start from here and embark on a road full of blood and fire. Life will not stop and the battle will not stop until the enemy is driven out. The gate of the country! I will always be with you and charge at the forefront of the battle! This country may have no prince or princess, but it cannot live without freedom and dignity! For this reason, we are willing to fight to the last man!"
The prince's powerful words in the "Letter to the Compatriots in Lanling" greatly inspired the will of the frontline soldiers and civilians, and also injected a shot in the arm into this precarious country.
"If the prince and princess can sacrifice themselves for the country, then why should I cherish this life?"
Inspired by this power, many civilians enthusiastically signed up and became recruits of the independent regiment. Many soldiers whose troops were scattered came to Cole City and returned to the fighting order.
News that the Lanling Independent Regiment had taken over the headquarters of the 3rd Division, annihilated the 2nd Regiment of the 3rd Division, destroyed the Venus Bridge, and burned the enemy's food and fodder quickly spread throughout the province. And spread at an alarming rate.
On the same day that the prince appeared, the Eagle Mercenary Group from the Tianmeng Federation also publicly announced that the mercenary group had been hired to rescue Princess Lanling and would complete the mission at all costs.
A mercenary group jumped out to snatch people from an empire's prince, openly defying the power of the country. This was unique in the history of mainland mercenaries, and it immediately caused a great sensation. Although their statement was regarded as nonsense by many people, it came from the background of Tianmeng Federation, which made many people feel the subtlety of the matter.
"How is it? Like, right? I didn't embarrass you, did I?" Soros looked at the handsome young man in the distance. He gave Peter a tug and said with a proud smile.
"Damn fat man, you have a lot of skills! It seems that your stomach is not full of oil!" Peter punched Soros in the stomach. laughed.
"Hehe. That's natural. Do you think I can only guard the city gate to get money? I come from a business family!" Soros said proudly.
"Call you fat. You're out of breath! How many shops dare to call you a business family?" Peter spat, "Don't be too arrogant in front of your savior! Think about it, at the gate of the city, if not I have a crush on you, and you were shot into a hedgehog a long time ago. Later, if I hadn¡¯t taken you with me, you might have become a martyr of the Independence Regiment."
"Hehe, I'm not afraid of your jokes, I'm really afraid of death." Soros said with a smile, "As soon as I heard that there was going to be a war, my legs became weak and trembled, and I couldn't even walk."
"Then why the hell are you still a pawn for the ball?" Peter gave him a look of disdain.
"I was forced to fight within the family!" Thoros sighed, "Boss, I see that you have a very close relationship with the envoy. I will stay with you from now on!"
"You have made some contribution to Prince Mork. I can keep you by my side, but you know what to say and what not to say, right?" Peter looked at him and smiled.
"Of course, of course. The things I can do are all the result of your inspiration, boss. If there is anything I need to do in the future, you will continue to inspire me." Soros nodded and bowed.
"Yeah. Sensible." Peter smiled so hard that the fat on his face couldn't help but tremble.
"Boss, didn't you say that you want to continue to help the prince build momentum?" Soros rolled his eyes, as if he had another idea.
"Yeah. Did what I said inspire you again?" Peter nodded.
"A few days ago, I heard that many reporters from mainland China and other countries came to Lisbon, the capital of the province. We can make a fuss about it. In this way, we can not only build momentum for Prince Mok, but also make a fortune from it! "
"Do you have any good ideas?" Peter's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard that there was money to be made.
"Yes! We can provide information about Prince Mok commanding operations on the front line, and then find a few writers to process it, publish a book "Prince's Revenge", and sell it in serial form to reporters from various countries in the mainland. After the war is over, we will If you publish the collection, you can make another fortune. Then, you can make it into a stage play, an opera, a puppet show all for gold coins!" Soros said with excitement.
Peter¡¯s eyes widened.Hold him. This guy is definitely a business geek! He praised in his heart.
"Boss, don't you think it's possible?" Soros frowned when he saw that he didn't speak.
"Okay, that's great!" Peter nodded sharply, "But, where can I find this writer?"
"I happen to know a few. They don't do anything serious all day long. They sit at home and make up some novels day and night." Soros replied.
"Does anyone read what a person like this writes? Is it expensive?" Peter frowned.
"Of course. Their writing skills are good, and the manuscripts they write are very popular." Soros said, "It's just that in a small place like this, there is no chance to get ahead, and they are exhausted and can't make much money. Let's give him a thousand-word letter For a few silver coins, they worked absolutely hard and could vomit blood on the manuscript paper."
"Then it's settled, you go find someone. I'll report to the boss." Peter nodded.
"good!"
Peter quickly found Link.
"This is a brilliant idea!" After hearing this, Link looked at Peter in surprise, "Your stomach is not full of oil!"
"Hehe, boss, you've got the award. My brain is thinking about how to make money all day long. When I think about money, I get better ideas." Peter shamelessly swallowed Soros's credit.
"It can be done. But the information must be reviewed by me and cannot be leaked." Link agreed with Peter's opinion. Although I don¡¯t know where this unofficial brother-in-law is now. But he was determined to use a vigorous god-making movement to put him on the stage of history and help him grow.
why? Of course it was so that Yuna could spend more time with him in the future. Grand Duke Lanling is old, and someone must clean up the mess in Lanling after the war.
After noon, Herman brought a middle-aged man with a beard to Link's residence.
"This is Mr. Link. This is Mr. Jobs, the president of the West China City Chamber of Commerce." After entering the door, Herman introduced the visitor.
"Hello!" Link smiled and stretched out his hand.
After the guests and hosts were seated, Herman stood up and left.
"I have an appointment with you today, sir. I have something to ask of you." Link said straight to the point.
"Mr. Link, please give me your instructions!" Jobs's answer was simple.
"I want to bring fifty people into Love Mountain."
"It can be done. When do you plan to leave?"
"We will set off at dusk tomorrow. We will enter the mountain at night."
"Okay. But I have a condition."
Jobs¡¯ words. Link was a little surprised because Herman had not mentioned this issue.
"Don't worry, Mr. Link, my conditions are actually very simple." Seeing Link's hesitation, Jobs said again.
"Say it!" Link said.
"If sir, I can come back from Qingshan alive, I hope that if one day my lady is in trouble, you can also help me." Jobs sighed.
"Oh?" Link frowned upon hearing this. "Why is Miss Bing Yu Meng in trouble?"
¡°Things in the world are ever-changing, and it¡¯s hard to predict what will happen in the future. I¡¯m just preparing for a rainy day. I don¡¯t want this day to come,¡± Jobs said with a wry smile.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Promise or not Link was very confused. With Bing Yu Meng¡¯s current status. Anyone who can cause her trouble must be a very troublesome person.
"Whether you agree or not, I will help you fall in love. This is my personal intention. You can refuse." Jobs said calmly.
"I promise!" Link responded decisively with a thought in his heart.
"Okay. Thank you!" Jobs said happily, "Then I will make arrangements now. Wait for me in Alas Town, thirty miles north of Xihua City, tomorrow afternoon."
"Okay." Link responded.
"Because you readily agreed to my conditions, I have one last thing to tell you." After Link sent Jobs out, the latter suddenly stopped and said.
Jobs turned sideways and whispered beside Link for a moment.
"Why did he tell me this? Bingyu Meng, who are you?" Looking at Jobs's retreating back, Link's heart was full of doubts.
Jobs quickly returned to the inn room.
In front of the window, a thin middle-aged man in a purple robe stood with his hands behind his back.
"Sir, I have met with Link. Everything was done according to your instructions." Jobs walked quickly behind him and whispered.
"He agreed?" the man in purple asked.
"Yes. Very refreshing."
"This kid is quite a man of temperament." The man in purple smiled and said, "What about that matter?"
"Told him too," Jobs responded.
"I hope this trick will work to scare the snake away and find the map as soon as possible." The man in purple sighed, "The Divine Court has sent experts to secretly investigate the map. The longer the lady stays, the more danger she will have."
"Sir, what I'm worried about now is that if they enter Qingshan and can't leave alive, wouldn't our efforts be in vain?" Jobs frowned.
"There is someone among them who owns a divine beast like the Phoenix. Your worries are unnecessary. Since he dares to go, he must be absolutely sure." The man in purple said.
¡°If something unexpected happens among tens of thousands of troops,¡± Jobs is still a little worried.
"There is nothing we can do about this matter. The experts from the Divine Court are rushing to Cole City, and we can't show up anymore." The man in purple shook his head.
"Sir, this is the first time in so many years that I have seen a young lady take the initiative to help a man. Moreover, from all aspects, this Link is quite outstanding." Jobs sighed.
"Perhaps this will only increase her troubles. So, don't force it, just let it take its course!" The man in purple said with a bitter smile.
¡°Then I¡¯ll arrange for them to go into the mountains!¡± Jobs said.
"Okay." The man in purple nodded.
In the afternoon of the second day, Link led 50 of his men in disguise and lurked in a small forest at the entrance of the town from the direction of Xihua City.
This small town has no garrison at sunset, nor has it been plundered by fire. It is still a peaceful scene.
"Boss, the guard post has been dispatched."
"The sharp archer controls the commanding heights around the lurking area."
When Link stood in front of the woods waiting, Nance and Torre trotted to his side.
"Okay. Let's wait for him together!" Link nodded.
Half an hour later, Jobs¡¯ figure appeared on the road ahead. An officer with the rank of lieutenant colonel walked alongside him. Behind the two men, there was also a group of fully armed sunset soldiers.
"Get ready to fight!" The unexpected change made Link feel cold and said in a deep voice.
Torre turned around and made a few gestures toward the woods behind him.
Several archers on the tree opened their bows and aimed their gleaming arrows at Jobs and the major officer from the Sunset Empire in the distance. (To be continued.)