Hill held the secret letter recording the unfortunate content, and behind his hands, he paced back and forth in the room with anxiety on his face. He knew very well that the Lisbon area and the entire grape battlefield were facing the most dangerous situation.

After the fall of Evora, the Desai Division on the Eastern Front of the French Army had completed clearing the biggest obstacles on the road to Lisbon and obtained a solid supply point, which could draw tens of thousands of French troops and a large number of armed black slaves who cooperated with the French army to fight. They rushed to the heart of the Portuguese king like a surging tide, and then ruthlessly swallowed them.

Having seen the decadent performance of the remaining nobles in Lisbon (the Portuguese royal family was collectively exiled to Brazil, and the national military and political affairs were jointly managed by the noble parliament and the British Expeditionary Force) was extremely debauchery and had no fighting spirit. Therefore, Hill knew more clearly that perhaps the French army would fire a shot outside the city without any use. In order to maintain its inherent interests, Lisbon and its nearby satellite cities would voluntarily surrender under the threat of the parliamentary nobles. Just like what they did to the French general Juno a few years ago.

"So, Lisbon must not let the fact that Evora fell from the secret letter, at least before winning a victory!" Hill stopped and made the final decision in his heart. As for whether it could be concealed, or how long it could be concealed? He didn't care at all, as long as he could be able to successfully transfer the army from the barracks.

Hill asked to his adjutant: "Alvin, where are the two messengers from Evora now?"

The adjutant replied respectfully: "According to your instructions, the two of them will be brought back from the frontier outpost and placed them together in the military camp."

The commander nodded, "Good, let the military police be responsible for guarding them, and do not contact anyone until I lift the blockade order. Also, you are responsible for yourself, and according to General Bellsford's usual tone, draft a latest battle report on the eastern defense line of the coalition army, which said: The French were hit by the heroic defenders at the city of Evora, and then suffered a shameful failure. The French siege troops lost 5,000 people, no, 10,000 people. Well, just write it. In addition, Major, please do not look at your general with such strange and distrustful eyes. This is the order!"

Hill loudly urged the adjutant of some gods to take out the official documents and ink, lay on the desk and write quickly, and constantly corrected and revised them until the lies "Evora War Report" was released and satisfied. Hill signed his name in the corner of the document, handed it to Major Alvin, and said, "Go, you personally send it to the noble parliament of Lisbon and tell them the victory. Before entering the parliament hall, you must choose to read it in public places such as military camps, markets, squares, theaters, etc. at least eight times in public!"

With this false war report, the adjutant was a little timid. He whispered: "General, lying about military information will make us go to the military court!"

"Yes, yes! We will also walk into the grave and visit God with the damn Frenchman. Alvin, don't be delayed here, go and perform your duties!" When he said the last sentence, General Hill, who had become ferocious, almost roared, scared Adjutant Alvin was so scared that he put on his military cap and rushed out of the room with the news of the victory.

Captain Perot Biyero was in high spirits and ordered to walk towards General Hill's command post. At this time, the Portuguese captain was no longer the panicked and sloppy officer on the way to escape after the defeat. After following General Hill's footsteps and returning to the barracks outside Lisbon, Biyero refused his uncle's call to retire immediately, and liked the orders issued by his superiors and the military discipline in the barracks, especially the orders from General Hill. No matter where and where he was, he always kept himself dressed neatly, his face was shaved smoothly, his red uniform was spotless, and his military backpack was well-organized. This was learned by Biyero, who had just joined the army two years ago.

In the corridor leading to the command post, Biyeluo's ears were filled with cheers from the coalition officers and soldiers, and everyone was shouting for the victory at the city of Evora. At the beginning, Biyeluo was also very happy when he heard the good news, but soon he discovered some flaws in the content. However, at this time, he had received the order from the messenger, and General Hill asked himself to report to the command post.

After entering the room, Captain Biyeluo stood at attention and saluted General Hill with his back straight to his back. The latter did not respond, but waved his hand and signaled Biyeluo to check a piece of information on the table. To be precise, it was a secret letter from Evora, which recorded the real battle report about the Eastern Front.

As expected, General Hill, who had at least temporarily removed his face from his sad face after reading the battle report, turned around, walked to his subordinates, looked straight into the eyes of the other party, and asked, "Captain, I want to hear your true views, and there is no need to hide it."

Biyelo did not dodge his eyes, and he replied with an extremely firm expression: "I am shocked and blamed myself, but I will not surrender to the evil French because of the fall of Evora. Yes, never!"

Hill nodded with satisfaction. From the captain's face and eyes, he saw more hatred for the enemy, his inner determination, no cowardice or humility, so he asked again: "If I want you to engage in an extremely dangerous mission, are you willing?"

"Yes, there is no doubt, General!" Bi Yeluo replied firmly.

"Very good!" Hill smiled and drove the combat room next to Biyeluo. The general waved his hand and drove all the staff out. The only two of them were left in the huge room.

In the center of the war room are two working tables of the same size, with a large combat map flat on the surface. The map is outlined with red and blue, and detailed markings of different enemy-control areas from Evora to Lisbon.

Hill and Biyelo lay on the map to explain the deployment of the coalition and the French army. The two men approached their foreheads to the point of collision.

While gesturing, the general told the captain: "Just the day before yesterday, the vanguard of the Desai Division, a cavalry brigade of about 3,000 people, had occupied the town of New Montmore. Its outpost, two cavalry squadrons, had advanced to a distance of only 7 or 8 kilometers from the Mundamtu Mountain Pass, which is our most frontier post. Well, it's here!"

On the combat map, the staff had already marked the route of the Mongsangtu Mountain Pass with colorful nails in advance. This pass is located at a height of more than 1,300 yards (about 1,200 meters). The walking path is sandwiched between the two mountains and the road is very narrow. Because the pass is surrounded by mountains with continuous sky and large areas of rocks as barriers, the Mongsangtu Mountain Pass has been a traditional passage from Evora to the capital Lisbon.

In addition, the French army seemed to have two other road options: one was to turn south and march towards Lisbon along the Bay of Setubal; the other was to head north, detour from Cruci, and then head south to Lisbon.

At the request of General Hill, the road on the side of Setubal Bay was warned and blocked along the way by a squadron of the British local fleet, unless Desai himself made irrational risky behavior and was willing to let the retreat of his division be cut off by the British fleet and the coalition army.

As for the choice of detour from Crucian City to the north, there is no need to consider it. It is a gathering place for the eastern tributaries of the Tejo River. There are a large number of forests everywhere, densely distributed with many rivers, lakes and swamps. Even ordinary infantry are difficult to pass, not to mention the six-legged cavalry, bulky and troublesome bronze artillery, and the large baggage carts with difficulty in operation.

On the second day after arriving in Lisbon, General Hill had sent people to investigate the road conditions of Mount Monsanto and discussed with the staff, he used Mount Monsanto as the first and most solid line of defense in Lisbon, and began to set up multiple defensive forts at the bends of each mountain road and on the last ridge, trying his best to prevent the Dercy Division from invading Lisbon.

"As the preparation time is too hasty, most of the turrets have not been completed yet, and they cannot bear the impact of the French cavalry brigade." Hill supported himself, and he sighed and continued: "However, thanks to the kind God, the French became ignorant and dull after victory. Information showed that their steps stopped at the foot of the Mundamtu Mountain Pass, and then they rested on the spot.

When Duke Hruna deliberately instigated the messenger of Evora to pass secret letters to Lisbon, it means that the reassembled French main force was moving towards Lisbon. Judging from various circumstances, the French commander was more willing to carry the victory and use powerful force as a backing to force the noble parliament in Lisbon to surrender, just as General Juno did.

Based on this, I will try to satisfy the arrogant and arrogant attitude of the arrogant French army. Therefore, I am determined to send a Portuguese envoy, an envoy who can fully represent the wishes of the Lisbon noble parliament, to hold at least 48 hours of surrender talks with the French commander to express Lisbon's surrender. Do you understand what I mean? Captain!"

"I understand!" Captain Biyero said excitedly: "General, my uncle is the deputy speaker in the Lisbon Parliament, and my family is also a hereditary marquis of the Kingdom of Portugal. I think this role is enough to allow me to undertake this glorious mission. Of course, I still need to make some preparations, including surrender documents, identity certificates and noble emblems, which can be all in three hours at most."

Hill seemed very satisfied with the statement of the Portuguese captain. He pulled up the colorful pushpins on the map, and then ordered it back to its original position, and then said: "Very good, Captain! We only need to delay the progress of the French Cavalry Brigade for two more days. The turret defense position at the Monsanto Mountain Pass can be built. 120 artillery will make the arrogant Frenchman suffer and taste the pain of failure!"

"Yes, general, the French team must accept an unprecedented defeat!" Captain Biyeluo replied confidently.
Chapter completed!