"Ah, forget it, it's another French aristocrat who starts with ah and a certain noble lady. Wow, this guy actually used 500 words to describe the appearance of a French woman, from her eyes to her mouth, to her arms, and then

To the calf, well, and then he used about eight hundred words and two pages to describe his memories of those places. In order to prevent our emperor from kicking me away, let’s skip this section and go straight to the topic.”

Constans raised the thing in his hand, unable to hide the smile in his eyes.

"Ah, aunt, I use so many gorgeous words to describe your charming charm just to let you know my feelings for you..."

Constans' face froze, everyone else shuddered when they heard this, and Morris even gasped.

"Animals, you won't even spare your own aunt!"

Constans read it back and forth: "This, it seems that there is no obscene content in it. The baron should not be so bold."

Alexander glanced at me: "Is this how the French greet each other?"

Constance's face appeared, and I said, "As far as I know, that's probably the case."

"France has always been so good at writing letters." Feletelia finally said with certainty.

"Okay, Constans, keep reading," Alexander ordered.

"Aunt, in the name of God, for the honor of our family, and for the glory of His Majesty the King, I beg you to allow me the honor of participating in this conquest of the Austrians. But things were a little unlucky. We were captured in Holabrunn.

The Romans were defeated and then retreated to the original border, with many supplies that could not be moved away in time.

We were either destroyed or thrown away when we retreated. Now we have retreated to a fortress in the forward position. Before that, I had been driving for eleven consecutive days. Don't ask why I didn't ride a horse. If I rode on

Soon, the places I’m going to get hurt won’t be the soles of my feet but my butt and thighs.”

"I guess this guy's aunt will have a question when she sees this, why her butt hurts when riding a horse. Then a strange picture will appear." I complained here, and only Feletelia could understand what I meant.

I rolled my eyes, and the others, like my four friends, all looked at me confused.

God, bless these pure children.

"Life in the fortress was very difficult. I had no eggs to eat, no cheese, no wine. I could only drink water and live on bread. My wig, underwear, and socks were all covered with lice, but even so, I still held on.

My dignity and obligation as a French nobleman, because I know that my mission is to protect France

, to safeguard the glory of our king and the fate of the family. For these three, I will risk my life to resist every attack from those arrogant Romans. But! Aunt, those hateful Romans really let go

I can't hold on any longer, is there any way you can help me leave this place like purgatory?"

"When I wrote this letter, my mood was very complicated, because as early as a month ago, I decided to sacrifice my life for the kingdom. But now, I have to write like a coward, asking you to

I saved him, and I was so ashamed. I didn’t want to be like this, but in the battle against the Romans, no, this was no longer confrontation. It was playing. Those heinous Romans have been fighting again and again in the past few months.

Playing with us again and again."

"The Romans launched an average of three or four attacks every day. Sometimes they set off in the morning, sometimes in the afternoon, and the artillery shells always appeared when the enemy wanted to come, during the day and night, sometimes twice.

Hours, sometimes three hours, in short, we couldn't get a rest. It made our body and mind exhausted to the extreme. And it was just like this, but every time, those

The Roman attack ended when they captured one or two fortresses and highland outposts. At first, we were happy to regain these lost territories, but later we found that these guys just gave us the day's spoils and made it easier for them.

They continued to attack us the next day. After several attacks, we stopped this meaningless fight and retreated to the fortress, thinking,

There will probably be a final decisive battle one day. However, I found that we were wrong. Those guys kept bombing our artillery positions day and night some time ago, and continued to launch feint attacks against us, just to waste our ammunition and make us

Losing the ability to fight back. Then, with our firepower weakened, they sent different teams up one after another from the dug tunnels! We

We were nervously on alert, resisting, and using all the weapons we could find to fight back, but later we discovered that the Romans didn't even intend to attack! From fire attacks, thick smoke, to the continuous dropping of grenades,

They had everything, but they just didn't occupy the stronghold. Afterwards, everyone was numb to the Roman offensive and didn't even look at it."

"But even so, I still didn't bring discredit on our family. I still kept in mind that we officers have our obligations, and I must persist until the last moment. But because our food supplies are about to bottom out, an officer can

Anyway, the food was gone, so why did we hold on, so we took some soldiers and rebelled at this moment. Well, if the Romans accept our surrender, I will have fulfilled my obligation to the king."

"But those damn Romans actually sent us a cart of bread, a cart of water, and three baskets of eggs after the envoys we sent to surrender and present the city went out... Yes, it's food!

It’s food for carts! They also told us,

Food would be delivered after their next attack in three days! Oh my God! Then, we survived for a month with the help of the Romans! They even provided us with hot water so that I could

Three months later, I took a shower and sprayed on perfume..."

"Aunt, now I finally understand what we are to the Romans! Aunt, we are just a group of prostitutes! Those Romans are like prostitutes, trying to get in and out around us, and the food is what they send us

Prostitution! The dignity of our family has been trampled on by them unscrupulously.

Our pride was destroyed by them, and our honor was tarnished bit by bit! I can only say that I can't hold on anymore. Aunt, no matter what method you use, just save me! I'll do it again

I don’t have any military dreams anymore. If you ask me to be a priest or a bishop, I can do anything!!!”

After listening to Constans finish the text in the letter with his excited voice, I felt a pain in my balls: "Isn't it that exaggerated?"

Alexander asked: "Did you send food to the French?"

"Yes." I was given a dissatisfied look by Feletelia. She seemed to be dissatisfied with me for giving Prussian grain to the French.

"In order to prevent them from having enough food and water to launch a charge to break through the siege, I also asked the artillery to monitor them for a period of time. As a result, the French guys were very satisfied with their current life. Then, after they had enough food and water..."

The reason why I remember this so vividly is because the French people thought about it after they were full and warm, "They actually sent someone to ask us if they could provide prostitutes."

"Speaking of prostitutes, we captured twenty-two cartloads of French women. We sent them back, and then those women who came from all directions are now doing Austrian and Prussian business here." Fei.

Letelia said with a huge headache.

"Come on, come on. Anyway, we gathered them together, restricted the freedom of those prostitutes, and kept the other allied generals as conservative as possible. They are not a problem." I said to Feletelia.

Said, "But how did you get this letter?"

"We often intercept letters from French people, and this is just one of them."

"Speaking of which, we also have trouble here." Constans said suddenly, "Germany is full of wars and there are many widows. We don't deal with prostitutes here, but we do with those village girls and widows... I think when we

After the end of this war, many families and dependents

German women will follow our soldiers back to the empire. At that time, we will have to face the impact of this wave of foreign women. Maybe many traditional Roman families cannot accept that their sons went out to fight but brought back a barbarian woman.

reality."

"That is to say?" Alexander was being circled around by Constans, and he was a little confused.

"In the coming decades, the Imperial Court will have a great demand for talents who are familiar with the law, and there will be many civil disputes," Valens concluded.

"Let's not talk about these things in the future. We are still at war. Although the border between the two sides has calmed down a lot, these few months have been a time for both sides to accumulate strength and prepare for another big war. It is the calm before the storm. Alexander

…I’ve been out recently, tell me about the intelligence you collected.”

“Do you want to hear good news or bad news?”

"Listen to the bad ones first."

Alexander raised his hand, and a person who seemed to be a secretary handed a stack of documents to Constans. Constans pushed it away, and then he said: "You also probably know the layout and power of us and the Allied forces.

Okay, let me talk about the surrounding situation of the empire first. Those pagan nobles are fine, but some pagan civilians harassed our troops stationed on the border. Although the losses were

Not big, but it is always a thorn. In addition, those pagans have a tendency to gather again. The difference is that this time it is a pagan uprising against the nobles. Simply put, it was our Assassin who provoked it.

Their rebellion at the bottom against the top is just a lesson from the Mahdi. We must speed up the end of the war in France and occupy Egypt while the infidels are losing both sides."
Chapter completed!