Eagle’s Glory

"It is my pleasure, Your Majesty."

After Edmund Dantès responded with this sentence, Aigron was relieved a little.

There is no doubt that Edmund Dantes will be in danger, and there is little hope of coming back alive, but he believes that in the dark, Edmund Dantes should also have the kind of power that transcends the shackles of fate. .

He used to be the protagonist, and he was destined to have too many legendary stories. Now that he is under his command, how can his story be ended so easily by fate?

He will surely follow himself to the pinnacle of destiny, and will also achieve everything he personally desires.

"Okay, what I have to say and do has been completed, and the rest is left to you." Aigron raised his hand, patted Edmund's shoulder, and looked at him earnestly. "Next, I will wait for your performance with the whole army."

"Okay, Your Majesty!" Edmund Dantès stood up straight, then looked directly at the young man to show his determination.

After the two looked at each other silently for a moment, Aegron nodded slightly, then put down his hand, and turned to leave.

Since he chooses to believe and rely on the other party, he should believe it to the end no matter what, no matter what the result is, it is his own choice.

Since he began to rebel against fate, since luck has always been on his side, he is convinced that this time will never be an exception.

Then, he took his guards back to his tent, and then sent someone to summon all his officers.

Soon, these officers were called over, and under the gazes of everyone, Aegron spoke solemnly.

"Everyone, our long wait is coming to an end."

His words immediately lifted everyone's spirits.

"Is the Count of Monte Cristo ready to act?" Michel Ney asked.

"Yes." Aigron nodded, "The Count of Monte Cristo told me just now that their people are ready, and the action time is scheduled for tomorrow night—"

"Great!" As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of relieved cheers from the group.

For so many days, the entire army has been spent under the city of Methorongi, with little progress, and the morale of the military has declined to varying degrees. Even the most loyal and brave people have begun to doubt the meaning of continuing to besiege Methorongi. And began to question the judgment of their lord.

Obviously, with the current strength of this army, it is difficult to support a long-term siege.

So for these officers, their hopes were pinned on the Count of Monte Cristo.

If the Earl's action is successful, that is the ideal situation; if the Earl fails unfortunately, it will at least give His Majesty a reason to withdraw, so that everyone can end this ordeal as soon as possible.

Of course Aigron could also feel the thoughts of these officers.

When faced with setbacks, everyone will inevitably have some frustration, which is human nature - as long as you can win, all the frustration will be swept away immediately, and everyone will continue to worship him like a god.

Although he had already agreed, if the count failed, he would withdraw his troops—but deep down in his heart, how could this arrogant young man be willing to swallow the bitter fruit of failure?

Moreover, his current strength is very weak. All capital is nothing but his prestige. How could he be willing to swallow the bitter fruit of failure and damage his prestige?

"In order to contain the enemy and attract their attention, we will continue to attack tomorrow and during the day." Aigron expressed his thoughts, "Also, in order to achieve deception, we can't be the kind of petty tricks we used to make. Expand the scale of the offensive to convince the enemy that we are still not giving up and are determined to break through their lines."

Then he looked at Michelle Ney, "Michelle, come and prepare."

Michelle Ney was obviously hesitant, but nodded reluctantly, "Okay, I will arrange it, Your Majesty. But..."

"But what?" Agron demanded.

"If the Count of Monte Cristo fails, or the outcome of the battle is unclear, I ask you not to continue the hopeless attack just because of your whim." Michel Ney boldly advised Aigron, "Of course I am not right. The Count has no confidence, in fact I hope he can succeed more than anyone else, I just...just want to prepare for the worst for you..."

"There's no need to be so circumstantial when you talk to me, Michelle, you know, I'm by no means a person who is selfish." Aigron smiled and shook his head, "Don't worry, I remember what I said, once the Count of Monte Cristo fails I'll withdraw from here!"

Michelle Ney was obviously relieved after getting his clear answer again, while the others were even more relieved.

So, everyone began to discuss tomorrow's offensive.

In the recent period of time, apart from the short truce in order to collect the corpses in front of the formation, Aigron's army has been constantly launching attacks, but the scale of this attack is extremely small, with a declaration of "never give up" The effect is only, and the casualties are extremely low.

And what Aegron wanted was to launch another large-scale offensive, which meant that the troops deployed in the forward had to be readjusted, and the number of troops on the attack had to be increased, which required coordination among the various troops.

Fortunately, in addition to feinting in recent times, Aigron has also had his men dig trenches at the front on a large scale. These zigzag trenches provide a lot of spacious space, so increasing the number of attacking troops will not cause confusion. .

After a period of negotiation, the officers finally reached a consensus, which means that tomorrow's attack plan has been drawn up accordingly.

Although everyone has some doubts about the final victory, they all know that this is the last fight of the whole army, so even if it is to explain to His Majesty, they are willing to bring their subordinates to show a real performance and do your best for this battle.

Aigron was also very satisfied with the positivity they showed.

For him, as long as he can mobilize them to work hard one more time is enough.

It's like putting all your bets on the casino, and then using one to determine the winner or loser, you can win happily, and you can lose simply.

Towards the end of the meeting, he also gave his final instructions.

"Everyone, I've always been open and honest with you. All my ideas and deployments depend on you, so... I can tell you now that this is my last resort. I brought you here, and Victory at all costs, I've been right so far, so I ask you to continue to believe in me and do my best until the last minute."

Then, Aegron closed his eyes, and then heaved a sigh of relief, "It is true that I have left everything to God to decide, but I am convinced that all the efforts we have made will never be worthless-"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The officers answered him in unison when he had finished.

Agron nodded slightly, then opened his eyes again.

Yes, the dice have been rolled, and all that's left is to see the results.

Just then, a guard came in and delivered a letter to Aegron.

Even without reading the cover of the letter carefully, Aigron knew that Teresa must have written it.

——Because, originally, according to the rules, no one was allowed to disturb when Aegron held a military meeting, but he specifically stipulated that if it was an urgent letter written by Teresa, an exception could be made.

This is not just respect and preferential treatment for Teresa, but the main reason is that Teresa is now sitting behind him and is the main source of information he collects, as well as the information channel for him to communicate with the world , so he has to keep close contact with Teresa.

Aegron took the letter and unfolded it to read, and at this time, everyone fell silent with interest.

He looked at the letter carefully, and the letter was still in Teresa's beautiful and clear handwriting, and there was no sign of being angry with what happened last time.

But this time, the length of the letter is very short, and there is only one main content——

The Austrian embassy in Istanbul has sent an official to Methoni, and is about to meet with Teresa to communicate their positions, and he also intends to establish contact with the Greek independent military government.

Although the letter was brief, for Aegron, it was a long-awaited good news.

After he escaped from Vienna, after a series of tossing and turning, finally a major European country is willing to look at him!

And it happens to be the Austrian who has the deepest grievances with him...

Should this be said to be a coincidence of fate?

No, this is the most logical when you think about it—

Among the European powers, Prussia is currently the weakest, but they are indifferent to the so-called interests of the Near East, while Austria, the second weakest, has to pay attention to the situation in the Balkans because of its own geographical environment.

Therefore, when the balance of Europe is about to be broken, and the Russian army is about to flock to Istanbul, they will naturally be the first to lose their temper.

In any case, since Austria threw an olive branch to him, he naturally wanted to catch it.

This also means that he and Metternich may temporarily suspend the previous hostile relationship and regain the same "closeness" as they were back then.

Metternich certainly doesn't care about this kind of relationship change, because he has always been a veteran of playing the art of vertical and horizontal; and as his good student, Aigron naturally doesn't care.

There have been countless similar splits and closes on the European continent. Today is a friend and tomorrow is an enemy. He will not have any psychological burden.

Finally... I finally stand on the European and even the world stage! God knows how much I paid for this...

Unconsciously, Aigron's hand trembled slightly.

He tried hard to hide the secret joy in his heart, but he failed this time, his face was a little red, and his eyes were shining with excitement.

After all, he is still a young man in his bones, and a young man who desperately desires to be recognized by the world.

If no one else was there, I'm afraid he would be cheering up to the sky now...

And only then did he realize that everyone was watching him secretly.

Aegron took a deep breath and finally regained his composure.

Although he really wanted to share his joy with everyone present, this matter must be kept secret for now, and Metternich would definitely not want to communicate with him publicly now.

So he silently refolded the letter and put it back in the envelope.

Then, he stood up suddenly, and glanced at all the people present with his sharp eyes.

This fiery sight made the people present feel a little scared.

"Gentlemen, I just received good news, please forgive me for not being able to tell you exactly what the news is, but... as I said just now - with all our efforts, it will never be Worthless, we have won enough! Enough for us to walk on the stage!" Aigron said, raising his right arm and waving it heavily, "But we have not won enough, we must be on the stage Putting on a show of hard work and putting on a performance that everyone admires, only then can we stay on the stage instead of being kicked off the stage!"

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, and his whole body was filled with excitement.

"Methorongion must fall into my hands, and this glorious victory has greatly increased the weight in my hands and made me more qualified to speak. I cannot allow this battle to end in defeat." He shouted to all The officers said, "All of us have to work hard once, whether it's the Count of Monte Cristo, or you, or me! Tomorrow is the key day for our victory, and I will not allow anyone to hesitate or back down... We must victory!

We've made a name for ourselves, all Christians are cheering our great victory, we've won enough! So what is there to be afraid of? Will our splendid reputation stop here? Will our ambitions to restore the empire come to an abrupt end in these tiny Turks? No, it is impossible, they are not worthy, these poor **** are only worthy of being our stepping stones! We must win! We will definitely win! "

Others didn't dare to let out the air, and could only watch the young man vent silently.

After venting for a while, Aigron finally calmed down slowly.

"Okay, I have finished what I have to say. Everyone, go back and deploy according to our plan, and launch the attack on time tomorrow." He watched with calm eyes, and then solemnly warned them, "Remember, I I will see how each of you performs, and your performance will determine how I see you in the future, good luck to you."

Whether willingly or reluctantly, everyone can only respond to His Majesty's gaze with the same spirit of excitement.

"For victory!"