My villain wants to save himself, but the yandere heroine disagrees

"They are covering it up, that must be the case! Hurry up and contact Saint Laurent City and have our people take action quickly. We must not wait until the royal family destroys all the evidence before investigating."

"Yes, I understand!"

……

On the other side, Saint Laurent City.

Orson stood at the door of the Imperial Court.

Just yesterday, Odysseus personally ordered the disbanding of the special task force responsible for investigating François' assassination, on the grounds that there had been no progress for too long, and a new investigation team was established.

And now, a group of soldiers are standing at the gate of the Imperial Court, moving boxes of documents out of the court, preparing to transport them to the palace for storage.

"It seems that His Majesty is determined to protect His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Orson said slowly.

Next to him, Elsa also sighed.

"I can't help it. This matter is too sensitive. Even if I don't want to protect my brother, I have to force myself to get through this period of time for the sake of the royal family's reputation."

"This is the royal family, Orson. Are you disappointed with your father and the royal family?"

Chapter 80: The Enemy Attacks

"It is precisely because the royal family is like this that it is necessary to let Your Highness Elsa come on stage." Orson stood beside Elsa and said softly.

"Your Highness Elsa, you are different. I believe you are the right person, both for the rule of the empire and for the people under your rule."

His voice was only heard by himself and Elsa.

As expected, after hearing these words, Elsa was obviously stunned for a moment.

"You...what do you mean?" Elsa seemed to have misunderstood the meaning of Orson's words, and her cheeks blushed slightly.

"It's obvious, Your Highness Elsa, I believe you." Orson said this, turned his head to look at Elsa and smiled.

"The road ahead is long and difficult, and this matter will not end so easily, believe me."

After saying this, Orson turned around and left first.

……

Back to the front line of the war, the city of Florence is about to fall. This city is the second most important city in the Duchy of Naples.

As can be seen from the name of the ducal family, Florence, this city is where the Florence family made their fortune and has been the capital of the Duchy of Naples for a long time. It was only hundreds of years ago that due to a natural disaster, the capital of the Duchy of Naples was moved to the city of Romulus.

Now, all the defenders of Florence have left the city. They have built a line of defense outside the city and will never let the enemy cross the line to attack their homes.

At this moment, in the Naples military camp outside Florence, Martin was sitting outside a tent warming himself by the fire.

Although the Duchy of Naples is in the southern part of the empire and not as cold as the Duchy of Lucia in the north where people can be frozen to death during the winter, it is still very difficult to endure.

The biting cold wind accompanied by moist water vapor rushed straight into people's limbs and bones, making people shiver uncontrollably.

In this kind of weather, the only way to feel comfortable is to warm yourself by the fire.

These days, thanks to his heroic performance in battle, he has been promoted by the commander to the commander of a force of a thousand men. At this moment, his troops are responsible for the front-line defense of the entire team.

If the enemy chooses to attack, he will be the first unit to engage the enemy.

Whether the commander valued him or treated him as cannon fodder, Martin didn't care.

All he asked was to choose a few of his companions as his adjutants.

Anyway, he was fighting to resist the invasion, so it was just what he wanted to do to let him stand on the front line against the invaders.

"Martin." Just as Martin was still warming himself by the fire, a man came over.

He was Martin's companion in the draft, and also his comrade-in-arms who had always been fighting on the front line with Martin.

"What's wrong, Wertz?" Martin looked at the other party and asked in confusion.

"Do you think we have a chance of winning?" Wirtz sat next to Martin, took off his gloves, and then put his hands by the fire to warm them.

When they first set out, the enemy was still several days away from Florence, but now they have been retreating to the outskirts of Florence, and behind them are the people they are supposed to protect.

"How is it impossible? Good will never prevail over evil." Martin said this without changing his expression.

"They are invaders, so we will definitely be able to repel them."

"But... I heard that they didn't do anything excessive to the people, and the reason for their attack was our Duke... He..."

"Wilts!" Martin interrupted.

"If you say something like this in the army, you'll get beheaded. Do you want to die?!"

"But..." Wirtz said anxiously, "I really don't know what we are fighting for now."

"Don't talk nonsense about fighting a second war for the Duke. You are a noble, you should understand these principles better than me. These crappy nobles are not worth our lives, and the enemy will not do anything to our relatives. It seems that they really only want to punish the Duke..."

"And then?" Martin listened to what Wirtz had said, raised his head and looked at him silently. "And then? Just because the enemy doesn't mistreat civilians, we can give up the land that has been passed down from generation to generation?"

"Why do you think the enemy doesn't abuse civilians? Is it because we are still fighting? They do this to make us give up the will to resist and surrender obediently, right?"

"So, don't say that our resistance is meaningless, Wirtz. On the contrary, our resistance not only protects the people behind us, but also prevents the enemy from doing whatever they want to the people in the occupied areas."

What Martin said makes a lot of sense. Indeed, if one still has weapons in his hands, then he still has the capital to negotiate with the enemy, and the enemy will also be afraid of him.

But if you even hand over your weapons to the enemy, then the enemy will not have any scruples about what they do to you.

Although it is not ruled out that the enemy really has good military discipline, but if it is just a show, who will bear the cost?

Martin didn't want to be the sinner. Similarly, many soldiers and officers on the front line had similar ideas.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore." Martin said this and changed the subject.

"Wilts, have the scouts and magicians sent any information?"

On the battlefield, in addition to scouts, there is another way to detect military intelligence, and that is magic.

Although most armies are not usually equipped with magicians, it is quite common to have magicians accompanying the army when a war breaks out.

In addition to releasing fireballs and rocks on the battlefield to assist the army in killing the enemy, the magician's other function is reconnaissance.

"Hey, stop talking. The military mage assigned to us is a young lady. She always thinks that reconnaissance is not suitable for her. In this kind of weather, with so many dead leaves, how can the scouts go to investigate?" When Wiltz heard this, he immediately began to complain.

Indeed, those who have access to magic are mostly children from wealthy families, so it is normal for them to dislike these soldiers.

"That won't do. You should talk to her right away... Never mind. I'll go and persuade her." Martin said this and was about to get up. At this moment, a pile of snow falling from a branch in the distance suddenly attracted his attention.

There is no snow now, and the reason why the snow falls from the branches is very simple.

As more and more snow fell, Martin frowned.

"It's too late, Wiltz, quickly call all the soldiers out and get them into formation, the enemy is about to attack!"

As expected, when the soldiers walked out of the warm tents, they were complaining at first, but when they saw the army slowly approaching in the distance, they all held their breath.

The enemy is attacking.

Chapter 81: Negotiations before the Battle

The battle begins.

Fortunately, Martin's sharpness enabled the soldiers to march out and form a formation in time, otherwise the battle would have lost hope at the beginning.

Of course, there is still not much hope left now.

As a sixth-level warrior, Martin has witnessed many big battles during his adventures, so he is naturally not afraid of this kind of scene.

But the soldiers under his command were different.

Like Martin, most of them are new soldiers recruited from other places. Some of them have combat experience, but most of them are farmers with no combat experience. Even after this period of battlefield training, they still cannot be called veterans.

Judging from the situation, the number of the enemy is at least ten times that of ours.

Faced with this kind of attack, Martin certainly knew that it was impossible to win, so he quickly ordered Wirtz to go to the rear to request reinforcements, while he himself tried his best to hold this line.

Every inch you retreat, an inch of land will be lost.

On the other side, in the vanguard of Antica and the royal coalition forces.

The person in charge of this main attack was the leader of the vanguard, Litt. At this moment, she was riding a horse and leading the troops slowly forward in the snow.

This kind of weather was not only a torment for the defenders, but also for the attacking coalition forces. It had been snowing these days, and Litt deliberately waited until the snow stopped before ordering the attack.

After all, no one knows when the next snow will fall, so it is best to capture Florence before the next snowfall, so that we can directly face Romulus, the capital of Naples.

Although most of the counts of the Duchy of Naples had given up resistance, the Duke himself was not weak, and the coalition forces had to spend a lot of effort to attack.

However, as more and more land is captured, the enemy's fighting will decline, and the war will become visibly smoother.

After all, if there is no mistake in command, war is a snowball behavior. The side with the advantage will get bigger and bigger, and eventually win the last battle effortlessly.

Wearing a thick cloak, Litt looked at the Naples army in front of him. After seeing the huge number of his own troops, he did not choose to escape, but tried to organize a formation to resist.

When Litt saw this scene, he knew that he was about to hit a wall.

It can be said that the coalition forces have not had smooth sailing for so long. Occasionally, they will encounter Naples' elite troops. This situation will occur when fighting with Naples' elite troops. Even if their numbers are small, they will not retreat. This kind of troops will often adopt a method of fighting that will hurt both sides. Even if they defeat this troop, the loss will not be small.

But as Lit got closer, he felt more and more that something was wrong.

The equipment of this unit is the same as that of an ordinary civilian army. In other words, it is a peasant army used as cannon fodder. Why do they have the courage to line up in the front?

When the two armies were less than 500 meters apart, Litt ordered the entire army to stop, and Virgil beside her immediately passed the order to the entire army.

Martin was standing at the front of the army. Looking at the huge troops in front of him, he was sweating nervously.

Faced with such a large number of enemies, I will eventually have to retreat.

And at this moment, the other party actually stopped, which Martin had never expected.

Then, a man walked out from the enemy's huge army formation.

It looks like he is the other party’s leader. Does he want to talk to me?

Although Martin was not a professional soldier, seeing this situation, he could only walk out of the army formation with uncertainty in his heart.

"Are you the commander of this unit?" Litt shouted to Martin from a distance.

"Yes, are you the commander of the invaders?" Martin nodded and asked Xiang Litt.

"The word 'invader' is too unpleasant. We are only trying to eliminate harm to the empire this time."

Seeing that they had no hostility towards each other, the two men moved closer.

Martin looked at the other person's long black hair and purple pupils in surprise.

What surprised him the most was not these, but the other person's face that looked quite young.

If I am not mistaken, the other party should still be a child of eighteen or nineteen years old. How can such a person command such a large army? It seems that the other party must be either rich or noble.

Thinking of this, Martin put his hands on his waist.

If I could accomplish something here...

But after thinking about it, Martin gave up.

The other party trusts me so much, and it is so unethical to launch a surprise attack on me like this.

Thinking of what the other party had just said, Martin was furious. He snorted coldly and then replied: "Since you said that you are not an intruder, then the person standing in front of you is the 'harm' you want to eliminate?"

"Of course not, it's just that you are blocking our way forward. This is aiding and abetting the evil, so I am here to advise you to surrender."

"If that's the case, then we have nothing to talk about. If you continue chatting with me, it will only delay the time of your attack." Martin said this and pretended to leave.

"Don't be impatient." Litt called out to Martin and pointed at Martin's army.

"I have seen many Naples troops on my way here. Your troops are the most outdated troops I have ever seen. Your commander has you guarding the front line. What does he think of you? I don't need to tell you more, right?"

"What if I say that this is my own choice?" Martin smiled when he heard this.

"If it was your own choice, then I can only say that your current actions are a crime." Li Te's tone turned cold.

"You clearly know that we are here to fight against the enemy. Your Duke has even been excommunicated. Do you still want to work for your Duke under such circumstances?"

"I have never thought about it this way. I just want to protect the city behind me and the land we stand on."

Hearing Martin's words, Litt frowned.

"Then you shouldn't stand in front of us, sir. I think you are a man with your own ideas. You must be aware of our intelligence, right? We never abuse prisoners, and the occupied areas are ruled by the original people again. We are not here to oppress you. On the contrary, we will reduce the burden that Giovanni has put on you." Litt said this and began to paint a rosy picture for Martin.

"Well, then we'll just have to throw down our weapons and let others prey on us, right?"

"Why would you think that!?"