The war has gone on to the point where both sides have lost interest and determination to decide the winner, not to mention that neither of them lacks the decisive means to shake the stalemate, and even if there are such means, they all know equally well that it will be the damned Charlemagne Rooster who has the last laugh.

The urgency of the form, the soldiers who commanded the battle had a more direct understanding than the diplomats, and the senior officers of the two countries looked at the map every day and worried, and as the blue arrow representing Charlemagne continued to approach the rear of the Duchy army's lines, anxiety and stress continued to accumulate, turning into various illnesses - Brushilov had been suffering from insomnia for half a month, and the Duke of Wellington had also suffered from neurasthenia.

Under the triple pressure of spirit, physique, and reality, soldiers actually want to end this hopeless war sooner than diplomats, but due to their own position, domestic situation, public opinion pressure and other factors, even if they are willing to show goodwill, they have to put on a cold face, and they have no intention of doing so in the first place.

The general direction of the talks has been established, and the political part has been basically negotiated, and the content of today's talks mainly involves the military aspect, the content of which is the demarcation of the border after the war and the issue of the balance of military forces after the armistice.

There is no ambiguity between the two sides on the truce and the acceptance of the losses of the war, but when it comes to specific issues, they still have to fight for a while.

"After the armistice, our troops will begin to withdraw from the perimeter of the Riga fortress, completely withdraw within 1 month, and hand over the entire line of defense to the principality. ”

Lord Salisbury read aloud the Albion Notes, and the counts and generals of the Duchy nodded slightly.

Neither side has much to do on this. Naturally, the Duchy welcomed the departure of the Albions from their lands, and Albion did not want to maintain a large garrison in the far north, burdened with heavy financial expenses. It can be said that the two sides coincide.

A good start, and it seemed that the negotiations might end soon, but after a few seconds, that optimism was shattered.

“...... The Principality shall unconditionally surrender all its ocean-going capital warships within two weeks of the armistice, disarm them and anchor them in Scapa Bay in the Kingdom of Albion, dismantle all mine-laying warships in service and cease the construction of such ships, surrender all mine-laying maps and destroy all mine-stockpiles, and all mine-producing factories. The shipyard where the minelayer was built had to be demolished. The Principality renounces the right to possess and use mines as an immoral weapon...... The Arctic Sea was neutralized and merchant ships of all countries were allowed to enter and exit.

"Enough!!"

Before the interpreter could finish speaking, Admiral Makarov's fist slammed on the table, and the teacups and snacks jumped. Everyone's eyes were focused on the red-faced old general.

"This is tantamount to the unconditional surrender of the Duchy Navy. This is not a good faith negotiating condition at all!"

No doubt. It was impossible for the Principality to agree to such a condition that amounted to the abandonment of the Navy, and it was extremely reluctant to give up the few ocean-going capital ships used for façade, let alone the absolute main force for the defense of the territorial waters of the Principality, the minelayers and mines.

Moreover, Albian's claim has two dangers: first, the Principality's complete renunciation of maritime interests. Second, one day Albion felt that he had seen enough of the drama and decided to end, and the royal fleet flying the red and white rose flag would sail into the Lapland Bay without any hindrance and aim its guns at St. Petersburg.

The principalities will always be sensitive and vigilant enough to human states, and they will not make any concessions in the face of face and interests.

Abandon the Navy? by no means!

But the people of Albion, especially the royal navy, insisted on their terms, and Lord Drake spread his hands and put on a "I can't help it" expression.

"The surrender of ocean-going warships and the destruction of minelayers and mines are the minimum conditions for compensating for the losses of the kingdom and neutralizing the superiority of our army in the air and sea. ”

"The Principality will never accept such humiliation, and the terms of your government will lead to a breakdown in negotiations. ”

Makarov clenched his fists, holding back his anger in opposition.

"The Principality's Navy will never accept the inclusion of this requirement in the terms of negotiation. ”

Brusilov also came out to help.

The Principality's Army likewise rejected such unreasonable demands. ”

The Principality's army and navy are not as conflicted as Charlemagne's counterparts, but the relationship is by no means harmonious, and the competition is also fierce in terms of budget grabbing. However, the principality is, after all, a land power, unlike Charlemagne and Albion, which have many overseas interests, so the relationship between the navy and the army is more of a subordinate relationship - the army is the absolute boss, and the navy usually plays the role of a horse boy for coastal defense, and when it has spare money, it expands its scale, transforms into an armed transport fleet, and sends the army overseas - this unequal relationship virtually mediates many contradictions.

The principality must not be without a navy, and for the sake of national security, a strong navy needs to be built

Watching Albion deliver reinforcements and supplies from the sea and air every day, Brusilov had a painful understanding of the importance of the navy, so he jumped out without hesitation.

"If you insist on this rude demand, I think the negotiations can be concluded, please send reinforcements of 100,000 men and come and dismantle our mines and warships yourself. The United Principality of Rus' will conclude negotiations along its own lines. ”

Count Ramsdorf said coldly, he was a pro-Albian, but in the face of this, it was impossible to show any goodwill. What's more, the earl knew very well that the price of agreeing to such conditions was not only to lose his official position, but also to face the roar and bayonet of the junior officer "Heavenly Punishment of the National Thief" in the strictest case. The Count still has many beautiful plans for life, and does not want to meet a tragic end.

Lord Salisbury took out his handkerchief and wiped his forehead, the Duchy's reaction he had long anticipated, in fact, he had opposed such an overly strong request for the royal navy from the beginning, and made it clear that it was likely to have a very bad impact on the negotiations.

The navy, however, did not relent, for the simple reason that the war had begun with the loss of the navy, and that the principality should be given some form of reparation given the current superiority of Albion in the air and sea. Take care of the face of the royal family, navy and kingdom. Otherwise, they will bear the stigma of deviating from the covenant, and it is unjustifiable whether they will be able to reap any substantial benefits. Moreover, for Albion, a maritime nation, mines were a threat even more than the Duchy's dilapidated navy, and although the Duchy had so far used it only for defensive purposes, its function of blocking shipping lanes remained unchanged. If in the future the Duchy's navy is developed, or if the Duchy and Charlemagne hook up and use this weapon for offensive operations. Invest in the blockade of important ports and shipping routes in Albian. Its enormous power could well lead to the paralysis and collapse of Albiang, which was increasingly dependent on overseas resources.

For the sake of national security, for the interests of the sea, for the glory of the royal navy of Albion. In any case, let the "immoral" weapon of mines disappear from the world.

The Wang Navy is determined to achieve this goal. In the spirit of "sky-high asking price. Her Majesty the Queen and Secretary Walsingham agreed to include this in the draft treaty, instructing Lord Salisbury to "do everything he could". Of course. They neither thought nor demanded that the Lord must complete his mission, otherwise the word "do his best" would not have been added, but Lord Drake, the hero of the royal navy, also joined in the negotiations, and the stubborn captain stared at the chief negotiator with a fierce gaze, much to the Lord's embarrassment.

"Your Excellency, the Earl. ”

Adjusting his false smile, Salisbury slowed his tone a little, sounding a bit like a request rather than a request.

"Look, since we all want to end the war, don't you think about it seriously......

"My colleagues and I have thought it through. ”

Ramsdorf interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

The answer is no, not a word of those statements can be found in the contract. ”

"Earl......"

"As I said, Sir, it is impossible for us to accept these demands. ”

Ramsdorf repeated, and then added a threat.

"Please note that our negotiations are not limited to your country. ”

- Don't play tricks, we can talk to Charlemagne.

Realizing what Ramsdorf was talking about, the Albian's expression immediately stiffened.

It was not impossible for the principalities to turn to Charlemagne, and their aim was to end the war, as long as the price was reasonable, and it was the same to negotiate with whomever they wanted. If Albion continues to maintain an alliance with Charlemagne, at the end of the war, Charlemagne will not only reap more benefits, but also a stronger threat to Albiang, which Albion never wants to see.

So their negotiators were limited to the principality.

It's not fair at all!

The Albion soldiers protested in their stomachs, their cold and hard faces not moving.

"Your Excellency, of course we have the sincerity to end the war, otherwise we wouldn't have made so many contacts before. ”

Salisbury said cautiously, and seeing that the expressions of the Duchy's guests softened a little, he continued:

"We all want to end the war and make efforts to contain the common enemy. The difference between us is only in the direction of our interests, and our country is a maritime country that is sensitive to freedom of navigation and maritime security......"

Resourceful diplomats are looking for steps on both sides, and Salisbury is well aware that pushing someone or country too hard will not lead to good results, and that putting just the right amount of pressure and a little more appropriate temptation will get the most out of it. But what is "just the right amount of pressure" and what is "appropriate temptation" has always been a questionable question.

Most of the time, especially the captains of the Royal Navy, have not been good enough in this regard, like this time. Therefore, he has always insisted that such matters as negotiations should be handled by civilian officials, and that the soldiers had better keep their mouths shut and cool down......

Lord Salisbury smiled and continued:

"As it stands, I believe that my country and your country are ...... on the basis of the consensus that has been reached."

As he spoke, there was a sudden commotion outside the tent, a certain neat noise and passionate shouts coming from a distance, and even from a considerable distance, it was clear that the soldiers seemed to be in a state of euphoria.

What the hell is going on? The high-ranking officials and dignitaries discussing military affairs looked at each other and looked out of the tent in unison.

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(I...... Why...... Will it come to this point......)

Looking up at the dazzling starlight overhead, it's hard to tell whether it's floating or falling in the deep space. The boy muttered blankly. In the corner of the field of vision, the green puppet bird fluttered its wings in the starry sky, and it flew over the boy's head while making a "Tolly" chirp.

Why is it always impossible to get rid of the sad cycle of fate.

Is it the fault of the cruel world, or the fault of the hearts of those who indulge in desire?

In the darkness, despair grew heavier and heavier.

However......

"Encore!", "Encore!", "Encore!"

Outside the curtain, there was a lot of voice.

The venue was packed, the aisles and fences were crowded, and the outside of the venue was crowded.

It is rare for a military camp full of stinky men and fagwits to have beautiful women patronizing, and it is even more unheard of for a beautiful lady to perform such a good thing as a labor army. No hype is required. The makeshift venue for the performance was packed to the brim. When the imaginary beautiful girl group appeared on the stage, there was only a chaotic cheer and applause left in the audience.

Up to this point, the GIs may still be thinking about "appreciating beautiful girls" and "practicing carnival in the name of appreciating beautiful girls". However, it cannot be denied that the "idol group", including Roland, has a popularity gathering effect that can be used as an excuse.

Far from home. People who live with dangerous, boring, and boring lives. Witness the cute girl (?) and her innocent performance, under the background of innocent and childlike music, sweep away the haze and troubles. Greet the uncertain tomorrow with a new mood -- the so-called labor army performance is such a ritual.

Roland knew this, so although he was extremely resistant to women's clothing, he still worked hard to perform. But I don't know if his acting skills are too successful, or the hint effect added in "Platinum Führer" is too strong, the direction of the performance, or the venue as a whole begins to subtly change tone.

"Encore, Encore, Encore!"

The tsunami-like cheers and applause almost shattered the venue, but it was relatively normal.

"Give you my eternal love!"

"Swear to protect you, Holy Maiden!"

"Miss Zhen, please let us see your face!!"

All kinds of passionate words echoed in the air, some people were still shouting "master" or something, and there were even fainting people in the crowd who shouted the name of "Zhen", and in order to get closer to the stage, there were physical confrontations between the audience and the military police who maintained order, and some people were carried down after being injured.

Anyone can see that the venue is on the verge of getting out of control, and this enthusiasm has surpassed the enthusiasm of the star-chasing clan, and is closer to a certain religion, and Roland is the leader of the cult who accepts the worship of the cultists.

I'm afraid that Roland will order "to die" now, and someone will do it with a smile on their faces.

If he were a person with an excess of self-awareness, he would probably be immersed in the pleasure of such a scene, but he does not have this strange penchant, on the contrary, he is troubled by the enthusiasm of the audience.

The original plan was to use the concert to attract everyone's attention in order to carry out hostage rescue operations and prevent the crown prince from disrupting the peace talks without alarming the army.

Now it seems that the show did attract the vast majority of people, but the overly enthusiastic crowd surrounded the venue, and it seemed impossible to get out quietly......

"What are you doing?"

A familiar voice came from behind, and the boy couldn't help but sigh and turn his head.

The slim and cute girl was staring at him, and her childish face was blooming with a smile.

"Nona is ready, you're welcome, let's make a fuss. ”

"I said ......"

Roland looked at the "girl" and sighed tiredly, even he couldn't figure out how many times he sighed, but no matter how much he sighed, his mood was still heavy.

The handsome facial features were full of sadness, and then he murmured like a moan:

"Can you not be like this, speaking in this voice?"

The same look, the same voice, is almost the self in the mirror - the self who wears women's clothes and pretends to be a woman.

The Q version of Li Lin's projection created by the phantom technique has no flaws, and the optical illusions are unfolded from all angles such as up and down, front and back, left and right, and the sound has also been adjusted, almost indistinguishable from Roland himself. As long as it's not up close, no one will notice that it's just a vocalizing apparition.

After a while, this imposter came to the stage to perform, and Roland was naturally able to withdraw to save people, just looking at the women's version of himself in the mirror, and an awkwardness like participating in the shameful play spontaneously appeared.

The Phantom shrugged and said with his signature smile:

"Just be patient for the sake of fighting. ”

In another part of the curtain came the master of ceremonies' explanation, and the crowd erupted in even louder cheers when he heard that the goddess was about to perform on stage again—and at the same time announced that the battle to rescue Prince Charles was about to begin, and Roland turned and ran away.

The stage lights went out, and the auditorium fell silent as if watered.

Colorful lights flashed in the darkness, and the dim light gathered in one place, the curtain was split to the left and right, and a girl with gorgeous pale blonde hair and a sexy costume appeared on the stage. Before the audience could turn around from holding their breath and marvel at it, the whip in the girl's hand began to dance, and the people gathered in the venue, the people crowded outside the venue, everyone's consciousness was attracted by the girl's movements.

"Listen to my songs~~~~~!"

The whip struck loudly on the stage, fireworks and dry ice smoke erupted from all over the stage, the multicolored light created by the simple manipulation technique rendered the entire stage in fantastical colors, and the fast-paced music that had never been heard before resounded in the air, and the people who recovered from shock quickly became swept into a vortex that was even more frenzied than before.

Almost no one noticed that among the fireworks, there were three extraordinarily bright red balls of light soaring into the sky.

"The battle begins. ”

Utter the hidden message of the flare, in "mailto:BRE@TH//LESS".

In the exciting electric guitar prelude of BRE@TH//LESS", Roland stepped onto the started Humvee, and as soon as Nona stepped on the accelerator, the body of the car let out a roar like a beast, and it soared at full speed like a wild horse. (To be continued......)