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The thoughts in Vicia's mind changed several times. Wen Lin's decision shocked her, but her intentions would not change.
Half squatting down, Vicia and Wen Lin looked at each other, she put her fingers into Wen Lin's long hair, and wrapped a few strands around her fingertips.
"Your Excellency, then let us meet either in heaven or on the battlefield of victory."[1]
"My Majesty, I am very pleased."
Wen Lin approached and kissed Vicia's forehead. She did not see the reluctance and forbearance in Vicia's eyes, and even the smile at the moment seemed to be covered with dust.
Wen Lin, who couldn't wait to inquire about the situation on the front line, obviously didn't notice Vicia's abnormality.
They left behind the dark passages of the castle and went to the small study in the council hall.
Vicia took out the letter and all the information about the front.
Wen Lin's attention was instantly attracted by the letter. She suddenly mentioned the confessions of the assassins in the Fangtings slum, the dozens of confessions that deliberately provoke the relationship between the two.
Together, Wen Lin will tell Visia all the information she has found in the Fangtings slum.
Obviously, the one who killed Father Carson and sent the letter to Vicia was the same person who knew the secrets twenty years ago and colluded with Sistine.
But what is hateful and helpless is that they can't find the person in the dark now.
What is more important is the preemptive arrangement. Since they know the movements of Sistine and Fasai first, they will occupy a certain dominance.
There are battles in which less wins more in ancient and modern times. Wen Lin frowned and looked at the reduced version of the map in the study, and was silent for a long time.
Golan's current deployment of concentrating troops in Glasgow is very secure, but it is difficult to win with the disparity of troops.
The most powerful fleet of the Sistine is the Armada. They come across the sea, and the main battlefield must be at sea or on the coast.
If they are allowed to land successfully, the situation will be even more uncontrollable.
Wen Lin slid her fingers towards the Gulean Gorge and said, "Your Majesty, I will ride here with the king to intercept Sistine's fleet. Before it approaches the Golan coast, from here, there are six more ambush locations. ."
Wen Lin was also familiar with the sea area near Golan. She marked the suitable locations for ambush one by one, and carefully explained to Wen Lin the appropriate tactics for each location.
Listening quietly to Wen Lin's words, Vicia suddenly asked, "Your Excellency will lead the fleet to ambush?"
On the current Europa Road, the war is still dominated by rigid and gentlemanly linear tactics.
Even in naval battles, they were still accustomed to the gorgeous line-up of gun battles like knight duels.
They will use chains to connect the hulls together, which greatly reduces the flexibility and mobility of the fleet. Of course, Wen Lin, who is well versed in military tactics, will not follow their tactics.
There was almost no hesitation, Wen Lin nodded of course, "Your Majesty, only if I go can I guarantee nothing."
After finishing speaking, Wen Lin suddenly realized the obvious worry in Vicia's words, she lightly clasped Vicia's hand, and in a soothing tone,
"Your Majesty, I will do my best to ensure my safety, and the victory must belong to you."
In a confident and assertive tone like the day of judgment, she said, "Your Majesty, God will stand behind you today."
The familiar palm exuded a hot body temperature. Vicia felt the rough touch on her wrist, and sighed inaudibly, promising to call the generals into the palace tonight to discuss again.
No one could see it, the determination that was quietly spreading in the pupils of Vicia.
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Ah ah ah ah, there will be 6,000, but it will be later, don't wait, it is estimated that I will go at what time in the morning, I will see it when I wake up tomorrow, now I will go to the barbecue first, and then write the second update.
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Chapter 96
That night, Vicia summoned the generals to enter the palace again, and re-formulated the strategy to deal with the enemy.
Wen Lin was listening to their discussions in the small study, looking at the map from time to time to write something down. Before she knew it, when the people left, Wen Lin had already written a lot.
Hearing the sound of the study door being pushed open, Wen Lin didn't raise her head until she wrote the last stroke.
Vicia was standing by the wall, staring at Wen Lin quietly, tracing her eyes, her nose, her lips... repeatedly, repeatedly, trying to make every part of her deep. Burned into the eye.
When Wen Lin put down the pen, Vicia stepped forward as if nothing had happened, and listened to Wen Lin adding every detail.
Vichy involuntarily fixed her gaze on Wen Lin's face, this is her lover, and every move was scattered with a confident and charming brilliance, like the endless sea, alluring people fascinated.
It was another moonless night, and when everything was done, Wen Lin was startled that it would soon be dawn.
Beside her was the light fragrance belonging to Vicia, Wen Lin raised her eyes to look at her.
Vicia's eyelids were half-drooped, her eyes were a little sloppy, and there was a faint, but shocking sadness in her eyes.
"Your Majesty," Wen Lin whispered to her.
Suddenly returning to her senses, Visiah instantly recovered her emotions, with a smile on her face, and hurriedly said, "Your Excellency, it's too late, I'm a little tired."
It seemed that something was wrong, but when she saw the bloodshot in Vicia's eyes, Wen Lin suddenly slowed down, "Your Majesty, then rest."
"Okay, let's eat something first."
After looking at each other for only a brief moment, Visiah first moved her eyes away, her hands under her sleeves clenched suddenly, her nails digging deep into her flesh, but she didn't feel any pain at all.
It was still the dishes that the two of them liked to eat, but there were two more glasses of mellow wine on the table.
When she smelled the aroma of the wine, Wen Lin knew that it had been purified with a distillation apparatus, and the wine tasted more mellow and stronger.
Seeing that Wen Lin's eyes kept falling on the wine glass and her temples jumped suddenly, she explained with a smile,
"Your Excellency, have a good rest today, and may wish to drink some wine to help you sleep."