Eagle’s Glory

"We'll meet again later!"

Aegron, who had already boarded the fishing boat, of course could not hear Panos' blessing. He just sat silently on the small fishing boat and calmly looked at the land opposite Patras Bay.

In the darkness under the night, the outline of the hill loomed in his sight, as if some ghost was waving to him.

Yes... I am here. He meditated in his heart.

Before long, he will set foot on the land of northern Greece, and then look for a fighter to fight his enemies.

His confidant, Edmund Dantès, Count of Monte Cristo, was sitting beside him.

Originally, he wanted to keep Edmund in Methoni and assist Teresa to control the rear, but Edmund Dantès insisted on going with him, and said that he could be responsible for negotiating with the locals and collecting enemies. After considering the information of the army, Aigron agreed to his request.

Edmund Dantès would never tolerate doing nothing in the back when his companions were desperate. In his view, it was a great humiliation to his dignity.

"Your Majesty." Edmund Dantès said softly while Aegron was thinking. "I have discussed with the person in charge of the fleet. They have special guides who can avoid the Turks' outposts by the sea and lead our fleet to land at a secret location at night."

"Where exactly?" Aegron asked directly.

"In a hidden bay, about a dozen kilometers from Nafpaktos." Edmund Dantes replied in a low voice.

Aigron fell into deep thought again.

"We have a guide here, and as soon as we land, we can immediately set off for Nafpaktos..." Edmund Dantes suggested.

"No, no." Aegron immediately shook his head and rejected his proposal. "We have been marching for a day, and the soldiers are quite tired. This is not the time to march immediately... Besides, it is difficult for us to launch an attack in the middle of the night. If we try to force it, I am afraid the result will not be very good."

Aigron knows the quality of his army - although there are a group of reliable officers, but the soldiers are inexperienced, and even some of them have just been recruited from Greece. With such a group of people, they can only rely on the authority established by the officers with discipline. to lead.

Marching for a long time at night may leave a large number of his soldiers behind, let alone organize wars, which is beyond their current capabilities. If luck is bad, the whole army may suddenly collapse.

Although he didn't expect himself to become famous in the first battle, he definitely didn't want to become a laughing stock as soon as he came out.

So, he frowned and began to think about his next move.

There is no doubt that his greatest advantage now is suddenness, so he must seize the moment to attack as soon as possible; but the objective reality makes him have to wait for the night to pass.

So the answer is ready to come...

"I have decided that we will rest after disembarking, and we will march quickly at dawn, and then launch an attack at dawn." Iger waved his hand solemnly to express his determination, "If we have to march quickly for more than ten kilometers, then We can be there in about two hours and attack immediately."

The more he said, the more excited he became. "Once an attack is launched, it must be won, and everyone must work hard-after dawn, I will see that it belongs to me!"

Edmund Dantès couldn't help but be infected when he looked at the young people's high spirits.

He felt that His Majesty's plan was indeed the most reasonable.

The young man shouted loudly, as if a heavy hammer rang in his ear, causing his heart to tremble.

He knew that he was witnessing history with his own eyes, and he was a glorious part of it - that little sailor, who had never thought that such a day would come to him in the future?

Edmund Dantes stood up and solemnly asked the young man.

"Your Majesty, please allow me to charge for you."

"No... No." Aegron was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "Edmund, you have a more important mission, stay by my side and follow orders."

"Your Majesty!" Edmund Dantes contradicted the young man's words in a rare way, "When I accept the test of fate, please allow me to live like a warrior! I have endured humiliation for so long, and now there is a man in front of me. An opportunity for me to tell myself that I can be a man of destiny! Maybe I will fail in the test, but even so I have no regrets; on the contrary, if I just stay by your side like a coward, watching If others go to life and death, then I will never be able to wash away the imprint left by Chateau Eve on my soul! That would be more uncomfortable for me than death."

Edmund Dantès's words were full of surging passion, so much so that Aigron was instantly infected.

Yes, it all means a lot to him too, he is not only fighting against the Turks for Aiglon, but also against his own destiny, and he is eager to prove that Edmund Dantes is higher than destiny once. the rank set for him.

He didn't want to see Edmund make any mistakes, but he also understood that the Count of Monte Cristo was a sword he forged for himself, but so far, this sword was just an embryo that needed to be forged and sharpened.

Therefore, because of this, he can't be reluctant to sharpen the sword because he cherishes it, which will only make the sword dull and unusable.

Well... Since you were also the protagonist, then I believe that you will also be lucky, and fate will bless you.

"Since you insist so much... well, I promise you." Aegron nodded. "But you also have to promise me to keep your life. I still need you for too many things. Remember, your life is what I paid for, not just for you."

"Your Majesty!" Edmund Dantes was overjoyed and thanked him immediately, "Don't worry! I will leave my life behind to continue to serve you..."

While the two were talking, the fishing boat they were riding on, under the cover of night, gradually completed the journey.

Aigron and Edmund Dantes staggered off the fishing boat and stood on the beach.

With the help of starlight and dim light, Aigron found that by their side, countless small boats also came to the beach, and soldiers in black uniforms got off the boat and followed him across the narrow Patras. bay.

Agron looked around.

In theory they were now in enemy territory, but the surrounding scenery was no different from where he had just left.

Yes...they belong to the same country, what is the difference?

The sound of the sea waves overwhelmed all the sounds, and the surroundings were hidden in the darkness.

"Your Majesty!" Andre Davout, the captain of the Guard, walked up to him and saluted him, "We are all right!"

"It's just that everything is going well for now." Aegron replied calmly, "Andre, I don't expect us to be able to hide our whereabouts all the time, after all, we are thousands of people, not thousands of ants. I think, now The news of our party's landing must have spread all over the land - but thankfully our enemies also have their weaknesses, scattered and slow to mobilize their forces quickly against us ."

After a moment of silence, Aegron said confidently, "As long as we act fast enough to take Nafpaktos, then we can wait for the rest and decide our next actions based on their actions."

After he finished speaking, he gave his order to Andre again, "Go and send the order, we will rest here tonight! We will start the attack immediately at dawn tomorrow!"

Andre Davout wasn't surprised or scared, instead he was excited. "Yes! Your Majesty!"

Then he turned to give the order.

Under Aigron's order, the entire army began to camp and rest on the flat ground on the slightly higher seashore. Aigron himself set up the tent and lived in it.

But he didn't fall asleep because he couldn't sleep at all.

His brain was full of excited blood, as if his whole body was burning with it, and he couldn't find a trace of sleepiness at all.

He knew where the excitement came from - the gambler's excitement.

Just like a gambler, after making a bet, he stared at the dice cup, waiting for the number of points to be judged by fate.

Everything that belongs to him has been done, and he is determined to leave, there is no turning back, and then we will see how the fate of the sentence will be pronounced.

This is not to say that he has left everything to luck, he has exhausted his brain power and worked hard enough for this day's actions.

Agron lay on his camp bed, breathing the cool, damp air of the autumn night, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Forget it, if you can't sleep, you can't sleep. He simply opened a corner of the tent, then lay on the bed and looked at the night sky outside the window.

He kept his eyes wide open, looking at the stars in the sky, and recalling everything he had experienced in this life.

Those who liked it, those who hated it, those excitement and those anger... He thought about it one by one.

Although he knew that if he didn't do these things, he could have a relatively happy life - but he didn't regret his choice for a second.

No matter how much you get, you are begging for it from others. Betting on your own destiny, even if you lose everything, is a choice you made for yourself. These are two completely different feelings.

There is only one thing to say about regrets - it's a pity that Sophie... couldn't see what she did with her own eyes.

She must be praying for herself right now.

Agron suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and then covered his chest.

It doesn't matter, just wait for me, I'll be back to see you! And see you in a way that makes you most proud.

Just as he was thinking about it, time passed slowly and relentlessly.

The stars in the sky gradually began to hide in the sky, and the night sky began to turn into a gray curtain, with only a few places with a dull golden color.

Aigron slowly sat up from the camp bed, and then looked at the east carefully.

At this time, the mountains to the east had already revealed a vague image, and a little milky bud was emerging on the horizon.

It's about to dawn.

Yes, the time has come.

It's time to start!

Aegron jumped up from the bed and quickly changed his clothes.

Although he hadn't slept all night, he was in good spirits and didn't feel tired at all.

There was endless power burning in his chest and abdomen, just waiting to vent it and set the earth on fire.

After quickly putting on the military uniform, he rushed out of his tent, and then he found that Andre Davout and Edmund Dantes were also standing outside the tent.

"Did you not sleep last night?" Aegron understood instantly.

The two also smiled at each other.

"Very good." Aigron nodded with a smile, and then immediately became serious again. "Let's go! Let's all march."

Following Aegron's order, sharp orders sounded almost simultaneously in all parts of the camp. Under the urging of the officer, the soldiers got out of the tent, changed their clothes, put on their backpacks, and then The weapons were carefully examined.

They ate the dry food they had prepared earlier and regrouped.

"Your Majesty!" Michel Ney, Duke of Erchingen, the commander-in-chief of his army, walked in front of him. "We have assembled, we are just waiting for your order."

Aegron did not reply immediately, but turned to look east again.

With the help of the morning light that sprinkled slightly from the sky, Aegron carefully observed the fields and mountains over there, and found no suspicious traces.

That is to say, at least for now, his actions have not been alerted.

He's in a race against time, and so far everything seems to be going well.

At least for now, the dice is bigger for him, but he doesn't take it lightly, and the real challenge comes next.

"Michelle..." Agron said slowly. "lets go!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Michelle Ney responded loudly to the young man's order, then turned to look at his officers again, "You give your orders, you give them orders, we march quickly! Everyone abandons unnecessary Items, travel light, we'll be at Nafpaktos in two hours and take it!"

"go ahead!"

"go ahead!"

One after another, the orders reverberated in the various teams, and the entire army acted like a clockwork, and set off along the path between the mountains under the leadership of the guide.

Because of the rapid march, their footsteps were very fast, and the sound of thousands of people stepping on the ground at the same time was like a fine drum beat.

Aegron was also part of the beat, standing in front of his army, striding forward.

And beside him is Edmund Dantes.

At this moment, the expression of the Count of Monte Cristo was neither fearful nor excited, on the contrary solemn.

It's more like a pious priest than a warrior ready to fight.

"We're all declaring war on our own destiny, aren't we?" Aegron whispered in a voice only he could hear. "I bet we win."