"Are you leaving?" At the edge of the town, Bumansha looked at Ye Ling and Loran Hill.
"Well, let's go back first."
Loran Hill nodded. Today she changed into a white and blue dress, which matched her changed blonde hair. She looked like a white chrysanthemum in the early morning, giving off a pure and beautiful feeling.
"Come again next time." Bumansa waved and said goodbye to the two.
"I will come back. I will miss Sister Bumansa's cookies." Ye Ling also nodded.
"Goodbye~"
"goodbye."
Afterwards, Loranhill and Ye Ling got on the carriage, said goodbye to Bumansha and left.
Standing at the edge of the golden field, Bumansha watched the carriage slowly go away.
After this separation, it might take several years before they meet again. She sighed slightly in her heart, then turned around and went back.
I will make delicious bread for you today.
At the same time, in the south of the empire.
Red flags with gold edges fluttered in the wind, and hussars in their tasseled jackets rode across the plains, wielding long, sharp sabers and carrying short muskets at their sides. After the front line broke through, these hussars, like a group of brave lions, formed a tight fence and slaughtered the enemy like chopping melons and vegetables.
This continued until the black and red dragon flag was finally cut down, picked up by the pursuing brave cavalrymen, and brought back to the center of the formation.
Edren rode a tall horse and looked ahead. The current regent of the empire was wearing a crimson military uniform with exquisite and intricate golden tassel embroidery on his chest and shoulders.
After the empire's defeat, internal peace did not return; instead, several rebellions quickly broke out. And now, those fighting against Edren were none other than the former vassals and armies of the Pascal family.
As the leader of the war, the Pascal family made the greatest contribution to the imperial expedition, occupied the most land, received the most rewards and wealth, and also suffered the heaviest losses after the defeat.
When the previous Duke Pascal died on the battlefield, he did not designate an heir. Later, dissatisfied with the surrender treaty signed by the empire, the descendants of the Pascal family rebelled, declaring themselves the heirs of the Red Dragon Duke and wanting to secede the South from the empire.
They were unwilling to pay the price for the Empire's defeat, believing it was the incompetence of the Imperial family that led to the defeat, and that the Pascals should not have to cede vast tracts of land and wealth as war reparations. Unfortunately, the Red Dragon Duke lost most of his elite forces during the expedition and died on the battlefield. His successor was unable to convince others to side with him at the Imperial Council, and ultimately the Pascals became the biggest losers of the battle.
But is it really easier for the imperial royal family who dominates all this? Not necessarily.
The sudden death of the emperor and the empire's defeat and surrender caused the royal family's majesty to plummet, and the loss of many elite legions also made the royal family weak.
For this reason, the Regent was determined to carry out reforms. At the beginning of the year, he began to recruit soldiers who survived and retired from the expedition to form a new army using muskets.
These cavalrymen, riding on horses and armed with muskets and sabers, quickly absorbed the experience of past enemies, used new tactics, and began to quell the rebellion in the south of the empire in combination with artillery.
"Your Highness, the enemy has been defeated by our forces."
A mounted officer came from the front and when he came to Edren's side, he saluted and reported.
"Very good. Have you found out which red dragon descendant the other party belongs to?"
"We've found out that the enemy leader is Bud, the nephew of the former Duke of Pascal."
"So it's cousin Bud." Edlun sighed simply without feeling sad.
The Pascal family was originally a branch of the royal family, and there were many intermarriages between them. Such blood relationships were common among the upper class of the empire.
Seeing that Edlen sighed and said nothing else, the officer asked again hesitantly.
"Your Highness, how should we deal with this person?" Although he was an enemy, he was a descendant of a noble family after all, and officers like them were a little unsure how to deal with him.
"Give him some respect."
"Yes." Then the officer returned to the front again.
Letting the descendant of such a great noble die on the battlefield is the safest and most convenient method. If the trial is dragged to the aristocratic meeting within the empire, who knows how much trouble it will cause.
Now that the southern part of the empire is half destroyed, instead of wasting effort to protect half of the Pascal family, it is better to swallow it up and restore the strength of the royal family. Originally, their territory was divided out by the former royal family, and now it is just a matter of taking it back.
After the battle, thousands of hussars gathered, and surrounded by this group of golden and red cavalry, Edren returned to the military camp.
Walking into the spacious tent, he took off his slightly uncomfortable coat and hung it aside, then waved his hand and asked the guards beside him to wait outside the tent.
Sitting on the loose sofa, he leaned his head back and rubbed his tired forehead. After a long time, he sat up again and poured himself a cup of tea.
"Rock, are you there?" He spoke to the air in the empty military tent.
"Here I am."
A transparent figure emerged, revealing a man leaning against a pillar. He was wearing a tight nightgown, revealing only a pair of black eyes.
"Huh, I'm glad you're here." Seeing this, Edren also breathed a sigh of relief.
Ever since his twin brother was assassinated, the regent was not as calm as he appeared to be. He was often worried about assassinations from the dark.
"Have you found out now who is the murderer of my royal brother?" He called Rock over and poured him a cup of tea.
Despite the disparity in their status, the regent did not look down on his friend. He had known Rock when he was studying at Emenas, and now, more than a decade later, they had become close friends who could talk about anything.
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