When night fell, the fire in the camp was lit, and the lamp on Krylov III's table was lit up, and the power of magic made the light bloom in the night, and the mischievous little things ran out of the crystal and rejoiced in the tent.

"Ahem!"

Feeling a little dry in his mouth, Krylov III raised his head and moved his neck and shoulders, and when he saw the bread and pieces of meat on the table, he remembered that he had not yet eaten his dinner.

"Your Majesty......"

The servants in the tent woke up from a daze, with a little trepidation in their eyes, and hurried forward a few steps, but were stopped by Krylov III with a raised hand.

"Pour me a glass of the wine bar. His Majesty the King of the Kingdom of Kolo commanded in his hoarse voice.

His command made the servant's expression relaxed, and he couldn't help but show a stiff smile, "Yes, yes......"

Watching the servant walk out, Krylov III's eyes fell on the pen that he had casually placed on the table, and looking at the pen, he suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly.

Closing the cap of the pen, Krylov III picked up the bread that was placed on the side of the table and took a bite into it.

The bread was no longer as fluffy as it used to be, and the dry taste irritated the king's mouth and throat as he chewed it, and Krylov III licked his chapped lips as saliva was secreted.

The wind did not sound, the wind outside the tent seemed to have stopped, and the moody winter girl finally stopped for a while, but this did not bring the slightest comfort to Krylov III, because the battle was not over, and he did not see where the opportunity for victory was, and it seemed that the moment of victory was still far, far away......

The lives of the soldiers are still filling this bottomless abyss, and victory is not hopeless, but walking on the bridge over this abyss called 'death', even Krylov III can't help but feel timid when he looks at the distant opposite shore.

No matter how well the army under his command plays, no matter how high the morale of the soldiers is, there is still no hope of 'victory'.

Krylov III never knew that the command ability of the Marquis of Elfaro was so outstanding, and even the Marquis of Alfaro and General Aloela, who guarded the south with him, were only 'decent', but he did not expect that the Marquis of Elfaro was so powerful.

Krylov III believed that his father-in-law would not deceive him, because he was already tied to the same boat as himself, his family had been labeled as a 'royal family', and if he was undercover, even if the Marquis of Elfaro won, he and his family would not be reused - no matter who it was, he would not reuse the 'betrayal'!

In this case, then it was the Marquis of Elfaro who was deliberately hiding it.

The proud Krylov III is gone, and now sitting here is the 'wise king', who will no longer be complacent because of the praise of the nobles, because it is all 'unfounded', and if they can make a great achievement like the army led by the sad wind, it will make Krylov III happy.

But alas, it's a bunch of rubbish – a bunch of rubbish who only talk 'nonsense'!

"Your Majesty, your wine—"

The departed servant returned, he had returned with warm red wine, but by the time he took out the bottle, it was no longer warm.

The embarrassed servant stood at the table, his eyes full of fear.

Krylov III sighed and knocked on the table, "Pour me a drink, I'm a little thirsty too." ”

"Yes, yes. The servant nodded his head in reply, and poured a glass of wine for Krylov III with nervousness.

The people of the world of Assatom are not in the habit of drinking hot water, and if they drink raw water, they will get sick, so most people except the commoners rely on low-alcohol wine and tea to replenish their water, and kings like Krylov III are no exception - because the raw water is so dirty, even if it is flowing water and well water, the commoners are glad that there is nothing but sediment in the water, and nothing else.

Only Wende City, which has built a 'water purification plant', can provide enough clean water, but even so, children will still have stomach troubles after drinking raw water.

Even at such times, the wine that Krylov III was able to drink was not invaluable, because unlike foods such as bread and cuts of meat, the shelf life of wine was so long that the servants did not dare to spill a single drop of wine.

The servants who took care of Krylov III were all left in the palace by him, and now this servant was brought with him casually when he came, and he did not understand Krylov III's temperament, so he was a little trembling in everything.

Seeing the servant's serious and frightened appearance, Krylov III was irritated, and when the servant finished pouring the wine for him, he waved his hand, "Put the red wine here, you go down first, and I'll rest later." ”

"Yes, yes......"

The servant swallowed, put the bottle down, and staggered out.

Krylov III picked up the glass, looked at the red wine in the glass, looked at his own reflection in the glass - his face was full of stubble, his eyebrows were full of tiredness, and he had completely lost the pride and heroism of the expedition.

Looking at it, Krylov III became more and more angry, and suddenly raised his wine glass, poured all the red wine into his throat, and the sweet wine went down his esophagus and into his stomach.

A few drops of wine dripped from his stubble and landed on Krylov III's trouser legs, but he didn't care, his palm rubbed his chin, and then his wet palm rubbed against his clothes, and the glass slammed to the ground, but the leather carpet under his feet absorbed the impact and kept the glass from shattering.

“...... !"

Although the thirst in his mouth had been quenched, Krylov III had no heart to continue eating.

Seeing the wine bottle placed on the table, Krylov III's raised fist also quietly loosened, slowly fell on the table, and sighed.

After receiving the news about the Sadwind Leader last time, Krylov III began to pay attention to the Sadwind Leader again, and every time there was a major event in the Sadwind Leader, the news would be delivered to him as soon as possible.

The head maid was really powerful, but what Krylov III didn't expect was that the gap between him and her would be so big!

Krylov III knew that there would be a gap between him and the head maid, but he did not expect that he would be 'so unsuccessful', and that the head maid would be able to be embraced by most of the people of the Sadwind Order.

While the kingdom fell into his hands, the commoners could only hope for the end of the war......

It is impossible for the royal family to be without spies in the Sorrowful Wind Territory, after all, once the Sorrowful Wind Leader Iron Horse goes south, it is very easy to seize the throne of the Kolo Kingdom, not only 'strength', but also 'prestige', the old duke is far superior to the previous kings, except for Krylov I, no one can compare with it.

The royal family has been guarding against the old duke, but they are speculating on the minds of decent people with despicable ideas, and the old duke not only did not control Andrei IV after he fled to the Sadwind Lord, but even raised Andrei IV as an 'heir', and even Krylov III's childhood was spent in the Sadwind Realm for a while.

The peace and ease of the Sad Wind Leader are in stark contrast to the war and chaos of the kingdom, Krylov III watched his country continue to slide into the abyss, and watched the Sad Wind Leader leap to fame, but there was nothing he could do.

Krylov III considered himself not a 'weak man', but just now, the thought of 'surrender' popped into his mind!

His Majesty sat behind the table and sighed, and for a moment his mind was confused, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

The guards of the King's Guard, with a smile on their faces, lifted the curtain of the door, and walked in quickly, and when he stopped, he looked down and saw a glass of wine under his feet.

Krylov III took a deep breath, Huo Ran raised his head, and said with a straight face: "Is there something wrong?"

The guard looked up, and suddenly his eyes blurred, and he blinked before he came back to his senses.

"Yes, that's ......"

Standing in front of Krylov III, the guard couldn't help but dance and stammered: "A letter from the rear says, 'Reinforcements from the Sad Wind have arrived'!"

"The Sad Wind Leads ......"

With a whisper, Krylov III's cloudy eyes widened, the corners of his mouth grinned involuntarily, and his heart was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

"It's finally here!"