Crossing the Continent in the Eighteenth Century

"Okay, you see that even Kerian, who is ten years younger than you, boldly stated his wish, what about you? Could it be that you are more timid than him?"

Maximus said boldly: "Your Highness, being able to fight side by side with you is the greatest honor I have won for myself in my life! I hope to let my family know. I, Ma, from a small mountain village in Anatolia Seamus once followed a Roman imperial family and defeated those barbarians on the battlefield!"

It is the last and greatest wish of all dying soldiers to let their families know that they fought with a Roman royalty on the battlefield against the Russians, because they want to share their pride and honor with their families.

Thinking that fighting side by side with a royal family is an arrogant glory, I suddenly found a way to better gather the soldiers' fighting will and temporarily pull them out of the pain of marching.

I returned to the resting place, found the commanders at the company level and gave them pens, ink and paper, and revealed that I wanted to send letters of thanks to the homes of all the soldiers who had participated in two battles with me, and asked them to go to the soldiers for The names, addresses and relatives of their soldiers.Soon, some rest camps with low morale inevitably became boiling immediately. Many people were so excited that they seemed to be on stimulants. If someone hadn't suppressed them, it is estimated that thousands of people would cheer in broad daylight .

"Have you heard!"

"I heard that His Royal Highness of the Theofano family will send a letter of thanks to our hometown in recognition of our achievements!"

"When the war is over, no, I can't wait until the war is over. As long as I can find someone, I will definitely ask my family to keep that letter and keep it as a family heirloom!"

"In the future, I will let my son see my honor!"

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"What's going on with them, did you perform some kind of magic trick? You were depressed a moment ago, but now you're so excited!" Felicia asked strangely.

"Magic? No, I just gave them the glory they crave!" There was no need to hide the matter of writing the thank you letter. After telling this to Felicia, her eyes widened in surprise.

"Just because of a letter? Just because of your gratitude? Without gold, silver, or wealth, just one letter can raise the morale of an army so high? It's incredible!"

At present, the armies of various countries in Western Europe are either kidnapped or recruited from the streets, and some are directly raised from prisoners. My thank you letter is not much more precious than a piece of paper to wipe their butt in their eyes, but It was different in Rome, and what could be better than going home with honor, and what could be more convincing than putting it out of your own mouth?

My letter of thanks exaggerates their achievements in disguise, whitewashes and praises them with words, not only that, but my letter is also equivalent to an official authority certification, another mouth that others will never question.

So just a letter of thanks to lift their morale would work for someone who would admit to being a proud Roman.This wasn't a big surprise, but knowing the status of the Theofano family in the hearts of the soldiers made me unexpected.But in any case, it is a good thing to greatly improve the morale of the soldiers and give them the reason and will to continue to endure.

That night, we continued to march. This time, when it was time to rest and count the number of people in the early morning of the second day, I heard the good news that no Romans were left behind.

However, troublesome things come one after another!

That evening, we were about to go on the road, but the female Wenqing, Feletlia, was dawdling and refused to leave the resting place.

Assassin went to Felicia, and later she called me over with a snickering smile.

Outside the tent, I said impatiently: "We are about to leave, do you want to stay with the Russians?"

"I'm sick, give me some time!" Felicia opened the tent, stuck out her head, her face was very bad.

I frowned and said, "Are you sick? I'll call the military doctor."

Feletlia shook her head desperately: "You can't let the military doctor come over!"

"I'm not a doctor, and you won't let the military doctor come over. What are you doing? Are you delaying time?" I was getting impatient.

"You are just delaying time!" Felicia's face changed again and again, "Okay, I will let you in, but after you come in, you are not allowed to say anything you see!!!"

What is still so mysterious?

As soon as Feletlia opened the slit of the curtain of the tent, I got in, and the next second I smelled a bloody smell. I looked down and saw that her white western-style leggings were full of blood on the thighs! ! !

I was stunned with fright on the spot, almost out of my wits!

I've always heard that German girls have a strong taste, and seeing them today really deserves their reputation!What kind of show is this girl playing?It was unbearably lonely in the tent, playing the game of stabbing myself, and accidentally poking myself too hard and bleeding!In other words, how come this kind of amazing bridge that is similar to a chrysanthemum plugged with a bullet but not produced is staged here! ! !

I moved my eyes and saw that there was a wooden barrel in the tent.There was a lot of blood in the barrel, and the bleeding was too much.

It’s unbelievable, I’m a little out of my head: “Stop the bleeding first, if it continues like this, you will die. By the way, remember to use cucumbers next time! After the practice of the broad masses of people, everyone said that it works very well. "

"Cucumbers are useful for this? Hurry up and get some of them for me! The more the better!" Felicia almost made me faint when she opened her mouth. It was too scary to be with this German youth. , My heart can't bear it at all!What kind of injury is this? He still thinks about cucumbers!And the more the merrier!

When I think of several cucumbers being bloodied and stuffed into a certain part, and this German female Wenqing is really easy to use, I shudder!

"Hurry up, don't be dazed, find me some cucumbers!" Felicia clutched her belly, bit her wrist in pain, tears appeared in the corners of her eyes, "This bastard thing, it's fine once a month , why is it so painful this time!!!"

Once a month... Hearing this, I almost spewed out a mouthful of old blood, I dare to misunderstand others!

Sighing, I looked at her distressed look and said, "I'd better find a military doctor for you."

"No!" She grabbed my hand, "It's fine if you know, but I'm a man! I can't let other people know about it!"

I stared at this insane female Wenqing with a black head: "Which man have you ever seen bleed, and he didn't die after bleeding like this?"

"Since you haven't seen it, you saw it today!"

"You are a woman..."

"I'm a man!"

I asked, "Okay, don't worry about the details, but we'll be leaving soon, and I can't stop marching just because you can't walk!"

Feletlia raised her neck and said, "It's not the first time I've been on the battlefield, I'll figure it out by myself! Give me some time! I just need a little time!"

Seeing Felicia clutching her belly and tidying up the tent, I sighed, "I'll help you."

At this moment, the female Wenqing suddenly became angry: "Who wants your help! I just want you to come here to tell you that I may need a little more time! Where are you cool, where are you staying!"

Feletlia's anger comes inexplicably, and her character is even more unexpectedly stubborn and likes to be brave.Before night fell, she packed up all her things and changed into a pair of dark trousers. Only by the moonlight, I found that her face was extremely pale, and her forehead was covered with sweat, as if she had just given birth.As a foreign prince, she owns a horse and usually rides beside me, but this time, she led the horse and walked slowly behind.I have been paying attention to her.She clutched her stomach as she walked quickly and began to lag behind slowly.After about an hour or two, she couldn't move anymore. I couldn't bear to watch, so I walked over. In the quiet night, I heard her suppressed sobbing.

I stretched out my hand to help her, but let her go away again: "Go away, leave me alone!"

I really don’t understand this woman, she said she hated war, but she applied to join our camp, said she didn’t hate it, and she repeatedly revealed that she hated war.What's even more paradoxical is that she took the initiative to apply to join my plundering team to witness the cruelest scenes on the battlefield, and she didn't know what she was going to do when she came to the war.Did he really come here to suffer to hide from Hans?It is estimated that part of the reason is, but the ghost letter is the whole reason.

"I'm fine! I can walk on my own, I'm a man! I'm a man!! Frederick, you're a man!!!"

This girl really has character.

However, a person who can distort this girl's three views into such a person has more personality!

"Really." I couldn't stand it any longer. I didn't care about her. I walked over, took her legs, put my arms around her waist, and hugged Wen Qing, one foot deep and one foot deep. Walk shallowly on the snow-covered road.

"What are you doing, put me down"

"I can't let you die here, it will cause a diplomatic crisis. Hold on, I'll find you a carriage." Damn it, it's dark, I can't see where the carriage is.

"Don't have mercy on me!" Felicia struggled.

"If you move around again, believe it or not, I will touch your butt." I threatened with a sneer.

Female Wenqing is still restless: "Asshole! Pervert! Scoundrel!"

"You're welcome."

"Scum! Scum! A devil in human skin!"

"Shut up!" I yelled at Nv Wenqing viciously, come on, she's settled down.

Felicia was thrown onto the carriage, and the whole world became clean, but within a few days, before I could breathe a sigh of relief, it was Assassin's turn.

However, Assassin, whose lower body breeches continued to grow bloodstains, had vowed in advance: "It doesn't matter, this phenomenon will sometimes happen during missions. In order to ensure that His Highness will not be dragged down, I have made preparations!"

How did the eighteenth-century female assassin deal with her aunt's visit?I need to see this!

Assassin took out her magic weapon before marching. I studied it carefully by the moonlight and almost lost my eyes: "Is this opium?"

"Yes. Although the opium poppy processing items imported from India were banned for a period of time in the past, they are now necessary medicines in our organization." Assassin told me plainly, the ball in her hand Things are drugs.

Does opium have a special effect on suppressing the aunt?

I asked, "How to use it? Wipe it on?"

"Suck it, the medicine will soon suppress the pain."

"Bring the medicine here." I stretched out my hand and ordered.

Assassin did as he did. I took the medicine, threw it on the ground, and stepped on it.

Assassin and Felicia's expressions immediately changed, and Felicia came out and said angrily: "You know what you are doing, bastard! How could you do this!"

I glared at her, then looked at Assassin: "Come here."

"Don't go!" Felicia held Assassin, looking at me as if I had encountered a national enemy.

Assassin glanced at the opium under my feet, and then looked again. While hesitating, she walked over with a little fear, and I said to her, "I'll carry you."

"Huh?" Assassin was startled.

"come over!"

"It's not good." Assassin was still concerned about his status.

I turned around and squatted down, "Come here!"

"My body is actually fine, just bear with it and it will pass."

"This is an order. Hurry up, don't delay my march!"

Assassin finally got on my back, grabbed those two elastic thighs, and she wrapped her arms around my neck. I stared at the female Wenqing and climbed into the carriage, and then I took the horse and started on the road.

"I'm sorry, Caesar was going to send me to help, but I didn't expect to drag you down, causing you to walk on such a cold night with your feet." Feeling the heat wave from Assassin's mouth and nose, this girl can't be seen by others The dark night draws closer to me.

I patted her plump butt lightly, and said with a smirk: "Is it very touching? If you are really grateful, I think you should know what to do."

"Can't you impress me a little longer?" Assassin said coquettishly, but her actions didn't mean to complain, instead she hugged me even tighter.

"Then you want a princess hug?" I suggested.

Assassin was shy: "That's so embarrassing."

"Then I put you in the carriage?" I said again.

"No, it's so romantic."

"....."

In the early hours of the morning, when we came to a forest area again, I put down Assassin and walked out of the tent. A sharp-eyed guard yelled in horror: "Your Highness, you are injured! There is blood in your crotch."

Is there?Why can't I feel it? I stretched out my hand and it was sticky. When I took it out, it was full of blood. Damn, I raised my resentful eyes and looked at Assassin. She was leaking to my side. I should How to explain to the soldiers.

"It's okay!" Leon almost fainted when he saw my hands covered in blood. He lowered his voice, "Military doctor! Call the military doctor!"

"Leon, I'm fine! Don't bother the military doctor, it's just hemorrhoids bleeding"

"Oh my god! What a serious hemorrhoid! The whole crotch is bleeding!"

"It's nothing, um, the man sent by Caesar is proficient in this kind of treatment, I'll go find him."

Fortunately, I am quick-witted, but do I have to explain to the guards around me that I have bleeding hemorrhoids every day?

I said dissatisfiedly, walked into the military tent set up by the guards, and sat down next to Assassin. "You heard it too, look at the trouble you caused!"

"It's not intentional." Assassin leaned his head over and fell into my arms.

"Don't try to shirk responsibility completely with a single sentence."

But it seems that I can't do anything except express my dissatisfaction. The only thing I can do now is to find a way to prevent Assassin's blood from seeping into me.

Taking advantage of the rest time, I racked my brains to recall how women dealt with aunts in the 21st century. As a result, I couldn’t remember anything except An Erle and Fu Yanjie. Seeing that it was getting dark, I could only make a simple absorbent sanitary napkin for Assassin according to my own method.

The blood-absorbing cotton was added to two pieces of clean silk cloth. The cloth pressed the cotton in the middle to make a sandwich. Then I gave this thing to Assassin when the army was marching, and prayed that it would be useful.

Maybe it was enough for God to see the tragedy. When I rested again in the early morning of the next day, the guards who had been staring at my butt finally didn't see any bloodstains.

"I didn't expect that your ability to cure hemorrhoids is really good." Leon took the time to pat Assassin and gave her a compliment.

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