Chapter 1263 cruel god
This sudden sound made Jill tremble.
He quickly turned his head and looked at the person who was talking.
"Char...it's you..."
Charles Vijerry - a rare civilian general in the Rolling army.
It is also a rare powerful general in Luolin's army with high fighting skills.
After stabilizing his emotions that were suddenly stopped by Charles just now, Gil asked Charles:
"Shar, is there anything wrong? What does your sentence just now, 'Do you pay attention to the jaw'?"
"There is no unnecessary meaning." Shire whispered, "I just want you to pay more attention to your Chin in your daily life."
Speaking of this, Charle paused.
After hesitating for a while, he added:
"Balta...is in his current mood and condition, very bad..."
"Oops……?"
Jill recalled the scene when he met Barr in the big tent of this camp just now.
In Jill's impression, Barr seemed to have nothing unusual except for the red bloodshot in his eyes.
"Shar, why do you say that? Doesn't it look normal for coach Barr to look like he is?"
"……well."
Charles sighed lightly.
"My relationship with Barr is much longer than your relationship with Barr, so I can see something that others can't see."
Although Charles and Barr are quite different from their age, and Barr is twice as old as Charles, the huge difference in age does not prevent the two from becoming friends.
Shir is the person who has the closest relationship with Barr among all his closest confidants.
It is precisely because the two are close old friends that Charles keenly sees Barr's unusualness early on.
"After the news of the signing of the Milk Treaty came, Barr became weird."
"Always suddenly sitting there in a daze without saying a word."
"I don't know what I'm thinking about..."
"I've talked to him and wanted his mood and condition to improve."
“But nothing is useful.”
"I suspect... maybe after learning that His Majesty had signed the Milk Treaty, Barth had thought of launching an uprising and forced His Majesty to abdicate..."
"It's just that he's been hesitating, hesitating whether to do this."
"The news of this disarmament should be the last straw that crushed the cow."
"This news directly broke the last string in Barr's heart that still maintained his expectations for His Majesty..."
"Gill, have you ever wondered how painful Barr is now?"
"Balth has implemented the concept of 'loyalty to the emperor and patriotism' for decades."
"Have you ever thought about what kind of inner torture he suffered so that he would fight to the death, launch an uprising, and try to overthrow the lord who had been loyal to him for more than ten years."
Shire's words left Jill speechless.
Jill had never thought about these questions raised by Charles before.
He never thought about what Barr is thinking now...
"That's why I asked you to pay more attention to Barr's condition from now on."
"I think...Bal's mental state is already a little abnormal..."
"Decision to launch an uprising - this decision may also be Barr's self-protection method..."
"Because if I don't do something, I may go crazy... So in order to protect myself from collapse, I decided to launch an uprising..."
"...I understand." Jill nodded solemnly, "I will pay more attention to coach Barr's condition on weekdays."
"Well, once you find out that Barr has any weird moves, please inform me immediately."
After saying that, Charles seemed to remember something, and after pausing for a while, he sighed heavily:
"well……"
"If there is really a god in this world who can determine people's destiny..."
"Then this god is so cruel..."
"Talking about Barr again and again..."
"Bald loves this country more than anyone else."
"Bar implements the concept of 'loyalty to the emperor and patriotism' more profound than anyone else."
"I want to protect this country, but this country is getting rid of holes..."
"I want to be loyal to the Lord, but the Lord has repeatedly hurt his heart..."
"In the end, I was forced into a dead end to the uprising..."
"If there is really a god who can determine people's fate... God... please don't torture Barr anymore..."
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Britannia Empire, somewhere in Lake Anga.
More than forty warships floated on the surface of Anga Lake.
The more than forty warships were filled with the fishy smell of blood and the smell of burning wood. These two odors were mixed together and have not dissipated until now, making it difficult for people on the ship to breathe.
The Frankish army flag drooped "listically" on the mast.
Everyone on the ship had a gloomy face and no one spoke. The person in charge of the ship was silently manipulated the ships and followed the surrounding warships and drove east together.
Those who have nothing to do are on the deck, in the cabin, and in any corner of the ship.
The officers of each ship were not in the mood to manage the order on the ship, and let the depressed emotions spread on the ship.
Since the Hales was sunk by Alan, the flagship of the Royal Fleet has been replaced with an ordinary battleship.
On the new flagship, Otto sat silently on a wooden box placed on the deck.
His arms were supported on his legs, and his whole body was collapsed, as if there was no bone on his back.
"The head coach..."
"Fersher...what's?" After Fersher's voice rang behind him, Otto's unsightly eyes finally regained some light.
"The United Fleet... is still chasing us..."
"...I know. Don't worry about them, they can't catch up with us."
"yes……"
The fire last night not only burned the ships of their Royal Fleet, but also the fighting spirit of the remaining troops of the Royal Fleet.
The originally huge fleet, after the fierce battle last night, was only more than forty ships left.
The rest of the warships either sank to the bottom of the lake or were captured by the joint fleet.
Now he just wants to return to the Rhineland Plain as soon as possible, and he can go back as much as he can.
Otto looked at the surrounding lake view and recalled the map of Lake Anga that had long been engraved in his mind.
——It should be almost at Zlu's mouth...
He stood up and walked slowly towards the bow of the ship.
Otto's new flagship is at the forefront of the remnants, so that the remaining soldiers can see that as the highest commander of the fleet, he is walking in the forefront to lead the way and boost morale that has long been on the verge of collapse as much as possible.
There is a thin fog floating on the lake now.
When he arrived at the bow of the boat, through the thin fog of gauze, Otto saw the gradually narrow lake in front of him.
In front is one of the only two exits of Anga Lake - Zlukou.
Chapter completed!