Ashu Rufate looked at her. When the little girl faced Ashu Rufate's gaze, she felt that her face could be cooked with eggs. But for some reason, Ashu Rufate's expression looked very calm and without any turmoil.

He gently lifted up the little girl's skirt. As mentioned earlier, the lining of the skirt was stuck to the wound by blood. When she did this, she couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.

Ashu Rufate lifted up her skirt and handed both ends of the skirt to her hands. Because the skirt blocked her vision, the little girl could not see Ashu Rufate's specific movements, but she could feel the pain in her wound - that was the consequence of cleaning up the blood scabs of her wound. Then there was a cool feeling - just like the one she felt before the wound on her hand.

Half was shy and half was pain, which made her completely lose her sense of time. I don’t know how long the process lasted. However, Ashu Rufate finally completed this matter and put down her skirt.

"It's pretty good," said Ashu Rufate. "It should be fully recovered tomorrow."

"Full recovery?" the little girl asked in surprise. She realized that she had grown new skin on her hands, which was not long ago, but now she had grown new skin. Although it was still a long way from "healing", this speed... this is no longer a normal speed!

Although the little girl is still young, she knows that there is no such magical medicine in the world.

"Just a little magic," Ash Rufate replied. "A magic that can speed up recovery." He said.

"You..." The little girl came to her senses at this time, and suddenly realized that Ash Rufate had no reaction at all. It seemed that he had just done something very ordinary. This situation was completely opposite to what Rotia said.

"What's wrong with me?"

"You... have you seen it?" the little girl asked in a mosquito-like voice, but she was so embarrassed that she dared to look up at the other person's expression.

"See it." Ashu Rufat smiled softly. "But there is nothing good to look at. Is this a prank?"

He didn't treat me as a woman at all, but as a child. The little girl suddenly realized this. At this moment, her heart was filled with discomfort, not knowing whether she should relax or be sad.

"Let's have a good dinner. By the way, before I came, I accidentally found a rabbit hole and caught a rabbit." Ashrufate said, and put the ointment aside. "At a little late, you can drink some rabbit broth. This is not a special treatment, but an accidental luck."

"Ash Rufate." The little girl raised her head. "Today I accidentally heard the soldiers say... Byron's troops are too much more than ours, and it is three times more different. Our army's chances of winning in this battle are slim..."

"If numbers can determine the outcome of a war, then the world will be ruled by mathematicians long ago." Ash Rufate replied, smiling at the little girl. "Everything will have miracles, and the battlefield will be even more so."

After Ashu Rufat left, the little girl remained silent for a long time.

I don’t know how long it took, but a voice sounded outside the tent, “Your Majesty, are you here?”

"Come in." The little girl replied. She sat on the folding chair and saw four or five people entering outside. The one who was leading was a deputy general of the Guards, named Luca. The little girl who followed him didn't know the few people, but she knew that they must be middle-level or lower-level officers.

"Your Majesty, I heard that you...what road is going to take in the mountains?" Luca first greeted according to the rules, and then asked.

"Yes." The little girl replied without hesitation.

"But... I believe you already know that the road... is in poor condition, maybe it can barely pass through infantry, but it is absolutely impossible to pass through vehicles." Luca said. "Our army will be in a state of logistical cutoff, and the cannons must be left behind."

"I know." The little girl replied.

"Hors are also difficult to walk. If you have to pass, it will definitely cause a lot of non-combat losses. Once the knights have no horses... it means that our army's combat effectiveness will be seriously reduced. To be honest, it is not an exaggeration to reduce our combat effectiveness by half." Luca said.

"I believe that's the case."

"So, does Your Majesty still maintain his original determination? Why not hold a meeting to listen to everyone's opinions..."

"Of course I will stick to my determination. As for why," the little girl looked at Luca's face, with a serious expression as if she was attending a religious event. "I can't tell you for the time being. I heard... a soldier should take obedience as his duty, rather than questioning the king's decision. I have decided that there is no need to hold any military meetings."

"This..." Luca hesitated. He thought that the little queen would make this choice, entirely because of a child's unique stubbornness and persistence, a mentality of not admitting mistakes. But now, the situation seems to be different from what he expected. At least the little girl could not feel any wavering, nor did she have that kind of obsession. On the contrary, she calmly admitted his opinion and then insisted on her own point of view. That kind of self-confidence and calmness should not come out of thin air. Is there any special reason?

Having said that, the performance of this little queen cannot be regarded as a little girl, or even a woman. Not to mention anything else, a girl is riding a horse in armor and marching... and the meal plate next to the little girl at this moment... These are not something that a child who grew up in the deep palace and has nothing except bloodline. Her generous and heroic style is enough to make anyone put away his contempt.

Luca was not optimistic about this war before, but now he feels that maybe he has made a mistake. He made a vague guess, maybe this conquest is not as simple as imagined. Maybe... Inside the Duke of Byron, there are already people who respond to the queen.

"If there is nothing else, you go down first." The little girl gave the order to expel guests without hesitation. However, this was not because Luca had angered her, but because Luca looked at the plate just now, she couldn't help but think of the rabbit broth that Ash Rufat promised. She didn't want to continue discussing this topic, but felt that the rabbit broth was more worth looking forward to.

...

"This road is well-built." The little girl said, looking at the ancient road beneath her feet. She seemed a little listless due to the pain yesterday, but now she is rejuvenated again. Only she herself knows that the wounds have been healed and no longer hurt. And maybe because of the constant riding of horses these two days, her movements of driving the horses are much more relaxed than before.

"Yes, but unfortunately the mountain roads are too easy to be destroyed." Baranka said. "Unlike the plains, no matter how well or strong the road is, it cannot withstand the impact of floods carrying muds and stones. What's worse is that floods always wash along fixed routes. If they cannot be restored at the first time... the destruction will soon accumulate to an irreparable level. By the way, your Majesty, ahead is the turn between the peaks, which is the blockage point of this road. That section of road was completely destroyed, vehicles cannot pass, and horses are also very dangerous." When he said this, he pointed at the location ahead. "Unless a miracle, we must be ready to walk and cross the mountains."

"Unless a miracle..." The little girl repeated this sentence softly, and unconsciously turned her head to look at Ash Rufat. The latter was still riding on the horse calmly, as if she hadn't noticed it at all.

A noticeable noise could be heard in front of him. Everyone, including the little girl, looked forward unconsciously. It could be judged that the source of the noise was the vanguard of the army.

"What happened? Encountering an enemy? Impossible." Baranka asked softly. He was about to send someone to inquire about the news, but saw a cavalry coming. It was a messenger.

"Your Majesty, good news." The messenger ran to a position where he could not be closer and shouted. "I don't know why the road ahead has been cleaned up. The soldiers all said it was a miracle!"

"Clean it?" Baranka asked in disbelief.

"Yes, let alone riding a horse, there is no problem even if you pass through a vehicle." The messenger said excitedly.

A little while later, Baranka confirmed this miracle with his own eyes.

I don't know what happened - maybe it was an earthquake or something else - this section of the road collapsed. The rocks that had previously formed obstacles - those rocks that had accumulated to a height of a hill and could not be climbed were almost all below the ground, and the soil collapsed from the mountains on both sides, filling the ground quite flat. In short, this obstacle that was originally insurmountable has now become a natural flat ground, connecting with the original road.

Of course, there are also some obstacles such as trees and boulders. However, traffic can no longer be hindered.

This mutation did not happen very long, because you can see that the soil on the ground is still fresh and no weeds or shrubs have grown - this means that this mutation happened two or three days ago and will not be longer. It is really incredible. Even people like Baranka can't help but be amazed.

"The whole army continues to move forward." While Baranka was still sighing, he heard the little girl giving orders from behind. He looked back and found that the little queen at least looked unsurprising, as if she had known something long ago.

What's going on... Baranka was thinking in his mind. But he was the only one who was thinking. The soldiers below cheered. This miracle boosted the morale of the entire army.

...

"Essin, you were too impulsive last time." Cleo sighed, not knowing how to comfort his friend.

The two were still sitting in the tavern that last time, drinking. Although the Duke of Byron gathered a large army this time and appointed a large number of personnel, there was no Essin among them. In other words, Essin was still in Fornoros City, responsible for guarding the warehouse.

"I understand your urgency. Almost everyone thinks it is a winning battle. If you miss this opportunity, there may not be the next time. But... you can't... that..."

Essin did not answer, surprisingly, Cleo found that there was no past depression in his friend's eyes, and replaced it with a fierce, keen light.
Chapter completed!