When the city falls as a princess you have to die for your country?
Shakespeare glanced at Bianka who didn't seem to care about life and death, God knows how this silly girl could tie her life to her country.
As a wise woman, in Shakespeare's opinion, the rise and fall of a nation is a perfectly normal thing.
In the end, Bianka and her power, this fortress even if it breaks, the two of them can kill their way out safely.
And then, it's just a matter of the country changing owners.
For Shakespeare, it wasn't something hard to accept.
"Bianka, don't worry, if it really comes to that day, I will drag you off the battlefield even if I have to."
A one-dimensional woman.
That's what Shakespeare has said about Bianka over the years.
Hell knows why everyone grew up in the same environment, and as a result, she herself was getting smarter and smarter, while Bianka was getting dumber and dumber.
Thinking of this, Shakespeare glanced at the rise and fall of Bianka's chest, then the corner of Shakespeare's eyes jumped.
This woman, all the nutrition over the years is afraid to have grown into her muscles and chest, right?
"Shakespeare, if you really do that, I will be angry."
"Be my guest, if getting angry once will make you let go of all those meaningless responsibilities you have in your heart for this country, then you can absolutely get angry every minute from now on."
Realizing that she could not speak Shakespeare at all verbally, Bianka simply chose to give up.
"I can't talk to you, I'm not talking to you, I'll just eat this meal."
Picking up the rice bowl, Bianka sent the food into her mouth in one bite, and seeing that Bianka was eating obediently, Shakespeare also no longer said anything, she looked at Bianka quietly, waiting for this Lord Commander to finish eating and then help her to clean up the dishes.
However, just when Bianka had not eaten two mouthfuls, a familiar boom came from not far away from the camp.
Hearing this familiar sound that couldn't be more familiar, Bianka immediately put down the cutlery in her hands.
"Shakespeare!"
"I know!"
Without waiting for Bianka to speak, Shakespeare immediately rushed out of the tent.
"Enemy attack! Everyone get ready for battle!"
And along with Shakespeare's roar, a new round of the city defense war was officially started ...
Several hours later.
As the sky gradually darkened, the enemy's attack finally came to an end for the time being.
Ending the fight on the city walls, Bianka returned to the camp carrying a huge riding lance stained with blood, and following her was Shakespeare, who also had a bloodstained face.
"Is it over?"
Walking into the camp, a physically and mentally exhausted Bianka let go of the riding lance in her hand and slumped into a chair.
"It's over."
Putting the longsword in her hand back into the scabbard at her waist, Shakespeare walked behind Bianka, she reached out and gently rubbed Bianka's shoulders down.
Shakespeare, who was a military advisor, didn't rush to the front line to fight with the enemy at the first sign of battle like Bianka did, so at this moment, Shakespeare's state was quite a bit stronger than Bianka's.
"Tell us about the situation."
Leaning on the back of the chair, Bianka closed her eyes, she was too tired, at this time her arms and legs were completely numb, as if they no longer belonged to her.
Today's battle didn't cause any substantial damage to Bianka, after all, she was the daughter of the God's Gift, she had the shelter of the Star Armor, and the Star Power, those enemies simply didn't have the means to injure her for a single point.
However, while the physical injuries were part of it, the mental fatigue was part of it.
The so-called masters were actually limited in the role they could play on the battlefield.
This is why Guo Jing and Huang Rong, the famous masters of the famous author Jin Yong, died in Xiangyang.
A master is also a human being, and there is always a limit to human strength.
This is the real world, Bianka does not have the power to destroy the sky and earth as in the game, admittedly the power of the stars protects this heavenly maiden, but she can't really kill hundreds or even thousands of enemies in an instant.
"In this battle today, our side sacrificed three hundred and twenty-seven soldiers."
Hearing the number three hundred and twenty-seven, Bianka's tightly closed eyes snapped open, the number was much more than she had expected.
"And the enemy?"
"The enemy is about fifteen thousand."
"Fifteen thousand?"
One thousand five to three hundred and twenty-seven enemy casualties.
By any reckoning this was a battle that could be called brilliant, yet Bianka's face turned paler and paler.
"Shakespeare, if I remember correctly, the number of enemy casualties last time was around eight hundred right?"
"Yes." Shakespeare nodded.
"That means ..."
The number of enemy soldiers killed in the last round of battle was eight hundred while this time it was fifteen, it sounded as if today's side had a better record, but both Bianka and Shakespeare understood that it didn't just mean that today's side's record was better than the last time, it also meant that the enemy had begun to gradually increase the amount of troops they put into the battle.
What it meant to start gradually increasing troops in the middle of a long lasting siege was naturally self-evident.
"That is to say, those bandits outside are about to hold back."
Taking over Bianka's words, Shakespeare said what Bianka hadn't finished for her, and after hearing what Shakespeare said, Bianka's already tired body became even thinner.
After a moment of silence, Bianka spoke.
"Sasha, how long do you think it will be before they launch a general attack?"
Sasha.
This was Bianka's name for Shakespeare in private, normally, Bianka wouldn't use this name, after all, this was a name that the two would only say when they were laughing at each other in private.
At this moment, Bianka's use of this name meant that she was really tired, tired of needing to lean on this only friend behind her.
"We still have four thousand soldiers left, plus with you sitting in the town, it's not that easy for those bandits to break the city, I estimate that they will have to attack us at least five more times, I even if they come to attack the city every day, then they will need at least five more days."
"Five days?"
Five days was a long time to say the least.
"Yes, five days."
"How long before our support arrives?"
"About ten days."
Hearing the word probably, a hint of mockery that was usually rare appeared at the corner of Bianka's mouth.
"Probably."
"Hmph, huh ..."
Bianka let out a chuckle to herself.
"What a time, in this current situation, our support actually has to be described as probably."
Probably.
This word might become one of Bianka's most hated words in the future.
"It can't be helped, the old king left in a hurry, and Bianka, you have no way to inherit the throne, as a result, you can only tentatively let that ten year old brother of yours, Stan, rule, a ten year old child, what do you expect him to be able to do?"
"..."
Yes, what can a ten year old child do?
His own father had died so suddenly, and as soon as he'd spilled the beans the immediate aftermath was an enemy attack.
The enemy came with great force, Bianka she had to personally lead a large army to come to defend the enemy, and once she was gone, naturally there was no backbone in the palace, and now the one who ruled was her younger brother who was only ten years old and her mother who had never touched the political affairs.
Relying on these two, how could they possibly be able to fight the group of dim-witted nobles in the palace who were still thinking about how to fish for oil?
"Damn it, don't they realize that once the fortress breaks down, this country is finished?"
An enraged Bianka raised her right hand and slammed it heavily on the armrest of the chair, and with her blow, the wooden armrest shattered completely in response.
Shakespeare: "Of course they know."
"If they know, then why do they ..."
"Are you trying to say why they still do it?"
Shakespeare sneered.
"Because, it's one thing to know, but it's quite another to face it."
"Bianka, those old guys have been in the Imperial Capital for half their lives, and believe me, unless the enemy actually strikes under the Imperial Capital, none of them will have any concerns about the status quo."
Bianka's voice was a little feeble, "On what grounds?"
Shakespeare glanced at Bianka in front of himself, "On the basis of you!"
"On the basis of me?"
"Right, after all, this country has a heavenly female Valkyrie, Princess Bianka, this is something everyone knows, coincidentally this princess not only has a high level of force but also favors this country over anyone else.
So.
Everyone knows that whenever something happens, Princess Bianka will definitely be on top.
Under this premise, do you think, they still need to worry?"
"..."
Hearing Shakespeare's words, Bianka once again fell silent.
And it was only after another long while that Bianka slowly spoke.
"Don't they ever worry that I'll spill the beans?"
"Leave it alone?"
Shakespeare, who heard this word, laughed out loud as if she had heard a funny joke.
After laughing for a while, Shakespeare put away the laughter on her face, then she looked at Bianka seriously.
"So, Your Highness Bianka, may I ask, will you not care?"
"I ...."
Bianka got a word stuck halfway down her throat.
"I won't."
"Then won't you? You know yourself that you won't, how can they not?"
An obvious answer, so obvious it couldn't be more obvious.
Because Bianka was there, those assholes wouldn't worry about the country breaking, after all, the sky was falling and someone was holding it up, so how could they worry?
For those, what was more important now was not whether the fortress could be defended or not.
They were more concerned about the fact that after the old king left, a ten year old child and an old woman who knew nothing about government were now in charge of the palace.
This state of affairs was the perfect opportunity for them to make a lot of oil as well as hold the dynasty, and with such a heavenly opportunity, how could they put their minds on the border defense of the fortress?
"Sasha ..."
Bianka, who had figured everything out, closed her eyes in agony as she leaned back in her chair once again.
"I want to see him so badly ..."
"I think we may not be able to hold out, I haven't apologized to him yet, I want to see him once more and apologize to him properly."
Bianka's voice was very soft, and at this moment, anyone could hear this princess's powerlessness as well as helplessness from this voice.
"Speaking of apologizing, I wasn't able to properly apologize to Lu Yu either."
When Lu Yu couldn't recruit a sword teacher, both Shakespeare and Bianka had a part to play, so if there was an apology to be made, Shakespeare naturally couldn't do less.
"Shakespeare, do you think that we can still see Lu Yu again?"
Glancing at the helpless Bianka, Shakespeare struggled to smile.
"Of course we can."
"Really?"
"Really, don't you still believe me? I'm the smartest person in this country, with me, this fortress can't be lost, when we repel that group of bandits outside, we'll have plenty of time to take our time to find him, don't you think so?"
Hearing his friend's comforting words, Bianka's state eased a bit.
Yes, she hadn't lost yet, the self-proclaimed smartest person in this country was still standing by her side and holding on to this fortress with her, with her there, how could this fortress be easily breached?
Thinking that she had a friend beside her who was willing to stay by her side in this state, Bianka suddenly smiled.
"Sasha, thank you."
"What are you saying, it's weirdly mushy."
"Nothing, just that I feel really lucky to be friends with you."
"Stop! Bianka, you and I aren't friends, we're rivals, right now I'm helping you just don't want to wait for everything to be over and then I won't have you at my wedding to Lu Yu, so don't think too much about it."
"Heh~heh~"
Hearing Shakespeare say that, Bianka's laughter grew a point louder.
"Sasha, although I'm thankful that you've been with me all this time, but the only thing I won't let you do is in the matter of Lu Yu, if that day really comes, I'll definitely carry a spear and rob someone at your wedding."
"Is that so?"
"Of course!"
"That's just as well, since you're all set on robbing someone, so give me a good effort to stick to it! I have to say this beforehand, if you really die in this city, then I won't be going to your grave to serve you wine on the day Lu Yu and I get married."
Hearing this, Bianka stood up and gave Shakespeare a blank look.
"You, why can't you say anything nice?"
"For a princess like you who pulls her weight with responsibility, this is already considered a good word from me, why don't I say a few bad ones for you to hear?"
"Don't, don't, don't, don't say it, I can't beat you, count me out."
After saying the last sentence, Bianka turned around and hugged Shakespeare gently.
"Shakespeare, why don't you stay and let's sleep together tonight, it seems like it's been a long time since the two of us have talked together back to back."
Shakespeare sighed.
"Well, although I don't really want to sleep together with a one-dimensional woman like you, but considering the probability of the enemy attacking tonight, it would be more convenient for us to rest together, so for the time being, I'll stay with you tonight. ..."