"It is an honor, Your Majesty."
After Edmond Dantès responded to these words, Aigron felt relieved a little.
There is no doubt that Edmond Dantès will be in danger, and there is little hope of coming back alive. However, he believes that somewhere in the world, Edmond Dantès should also have the power to transcend the shackles of fate. .
He was once 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 easily by fate?
He will definitely follow himself to the pinnacle of destiny and realize everything he personally desires.
"Okay, I have finished what I should say and do, and the rest is all left to you." Aigron raised his hand, patted Edmund on the shoulder, and then looked at him seriously, "Next, I and all the soldiers in the army will wait for your performance."
"Okay, Your Majesty!" Edmond Dantès stood up straight and looked directly at the young man to express his determination.
After the two people looked at each other quietly for a moment, Aigron nodded slightly, then put down his hand, then turned and left.
Since he chooses to believe and rely on the other party, he should believe it no matter what. No matter what the outcome is, it is his own choice.
Since he began to rebel against fate, luck has always been on his side, and he is convinced that this time will be no exception.
Then, he took his guards back to his camp, and then sent people to summon all his officers.
Soon, these officers were summoned, and under the gaze of everyone, Aigron spoke solemnly.
"Everyone, our long wait is almost over."
His words immediately lifted everyone's spirits.
"Is the Count of Monte Cristo ready to take action?" Michel Ney asked.
"Yes." Aiglon nodded, "The Count of Monte Cristo just told me that their people are ready, and the action time is scheduled to be tomorrow night -"
"Great!" As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of relieved cheers from the group of people.
For so many days, the entire army has been spending time under the city of Messolonghion, making very little progress, and the morale of the army has declined to varying degrees. Even the most loyal and courageous people have begun to doubt the meaning of continuing to siege Messolonghion. and began to question their lord's judgment.
Obviously, with the current strength of this army, it is difficult to support a long siege.
So for these officers, their hopes were pinned on the Count of Monte Cristo.
If the Count's action succeeds, that is naturally the most ideal situation; if the Count fails unfortunately, it will at least give His Majesty a reason to withdraw the troops, allowing everyone to end this suffering as soon as possible.
Of course Aigron could feel the thoughts of these officers.
When facing setbacks, everyone will inevitably have some frustration. This is human nature - as long as he can win, all the frustration will be swept away immediately, and everyone will continue to worship him as a god.
Although he had promised to withdraw his troops directly if the count's operation failed - but deep down in his heart, how could this arrogant young man be willing to swallow the bitter pill of failure?
Moreover, his current strength is very weak, and all his capital is nothing more than his own prestige. How could he be willing to swallow the bitter pill of failure and damage his prestige?
"In order to contain the enemy and attract their attention, we will continue to launch attacks during the day tomorrow." Aigron expressed his thoughts, "Furthermore, in order to achieve deception, we can't be as small as before, we must Expand the scale of the offensive in order to convince the enemy that we are still determined to break through their defenses."
Then he looked at Michelle Ney and said, "Michelle, come and prepare."
Michelle Ney was obviously hesitant, but still nodded reluctantly, "Okay, I will arrange it, Your Majesty. But..."
"But what?" Aigron asked.
"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 anger." Michel Ney boldly advised Aigron, "Of course I am not right. The earl has no confidence. In fact, I hope he can succeed more than anyone else. I just... I just hope to prepare for the worst for you..."
"There's no need to be so roundabout when you talk to me, Michelle, you know, I'm by no means an impulsive person." Aigron smiled and shook his head, "Don't worry, I remember what I said, once the Count of Monte Cristo fails I will withdraw my troops!"
Michelle Ney was visibly relieved to receive another clear answer from him, while others were even more relieved.
So, everyone began to discuss tomorrow's offensive.
In recent times, except for a short truce to collect the corpses in front of the formation, Aigron's army has been constantly launching attacks, but the scale of these attacks is extremely small, and it only carries a declaration of "never give up" It was only effective, and casualties were kept to a very low level.
What Aigron hopes is to launch another large-scale offensive, which means that the troops deployed at the front must be readjusted and the number of attacking troops must be increased, which requires coordination among the various troops.
Fortunately, in recent times, in addition to feigning attacks, Aigron has also asked his men to dig trenches at the front on a large scale. These Z-shaped trenches provide a lot of spacious space, so increasing the number of offensive troops will not cause chaos. .
After a period of discussion, the various officers finally reached a consensus, which means that tomorrow's attack plan has been completed.
Although everyone has some doubts about the final victory, they all know that this is the last stand of the entire army, so even if it is to give an explanation to His Majesty, they are willing to take their subordinates and come up with a true victory. performance and do their best for this battle.
Eggron is also very satisfied with the enthusiasm they showed.
For him, as long as he can mobilize their efforts one more time, it is enough.
It's like putting all your bets in a casino, and then using a handful to determine the outcome. If you win, you can win happily, and if you lose, you can lose easily.
At the end of the meeting, he also gave his final instructions.
"Everyone, I have always been honest with you. All my ideas and arrangements are dependent on you, so... I can tell you now that this is my last resort. I brought you here, and To win at all costs, I have been right so far, so I ask you to continue to believe in me and remain fully committed to me until the very end."
Then, Aigron closed his eyes and breathed a long sigh of relief, "It is true that I leave everything to God for judgment, but I firmly believe that all the efforts we have made will never be worthless-"
"Yes, Your Majesty!" After he finished speaking, the officers responded to him in unison.
Aigron nodded slightly and then opened his eyes again.
Yes, the dice have been thrown and all that remains is to see the outcome.
At this moment, a guard walked in and delivered a letter to Aigron.
Even without looking at the cover of the letter carefully, Agron knew that it must have been written by Theresa.
——Because originally, according to the rules, no one was allowed to disturb the military meeting in Aiglon, but he specifically stipulated that an exception could be made if it was an urgent letter written by Theresa.
This is not just respect and preferential treatment for Theresa, but the main reason is that Theresa is now sitting behind him and is his main source of information collection, and also controls the information channel for him to communicate with the world. , so he must maintain close contact with Teresa.
Aigron took the letter and opened it to read. At this time, everyone fell silent with interest.
He looked at the letter carefully. It still contained Teresa's beautiful and clear handwriting, and there was no sign of being angry about what happened last time.
But this time, the letter was very short, and the main content was only one thing——
The Austrian Embassy in Istanbul has sent an official to Mesoni and is about to meet with Teresa to communicate their positions. He is also interested in establishing contact with the independent Greek military government.
Although the letter was short, for Aigron, it was good news that he had been looking forward to for a long time.
After he escaped from Vienna, after a series of twists and turns, finally a European power was willing to take a serious look at him!
And it happens to be Austria that has the deepest grudges with him...
Should this be said to be a coincidence of fate?
No, if you think about it carefully, this is the most logical——
Among the European powers, Prussia is the weakest at the moment, but they are indifferent to the so-called interests in 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 in Europe is about to be broken and the Russian army is about to rush to Istanbul, they will naturally be the first to lose their composure.
No matter what, since Austria offered him an olive branch, he naturally wanted to take it.
This also means that he and Metternich may temporarily suspend their previous hostile relationship and become as "close and intimate" as before.
Metternich definitely didn't care about this change of relationship, because he had always been a veteran in the art of manipulation; and as his good student, Egron naturally didn't care even less.
Countless similar separations and reunions have been staged on the European continent. Today he is a friend and tomorrow he 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 turned red and his eyes were shining with excitement.
After all, he is still a young man at heart, and he is still a young man who desperately desires to be recognized by the world.
If no one else was around, I'm afraid he would be looking up to the sky and cheering...
Only then did he realize that everyone was watching him secretly.
Aigron took a deep breath and finally calmed himself down again.
Although he wanted to share his joy with everyone present, this matter must be kept secret for now, and Metternich would definitely not want to interact with him publicly now.
So he silently refolded the letter and put it back in the envelope.
Then, he stood up suddenly, and then scanned all the people present with his sharp eyes.
This blazing sight made everyone present feel a little scared.
"Gentlemen, I have just received good news. Please forgive me for not being able to tell you exactly what the news is now, but...as I just said - all the efforts we have made will definitely not Worthless, we have won enough! Enough for us to step onto the stage!" As he spoke, Aigron raised his right arm and waved it heavily, "But we have not won enough, we must be on the stage. Perform your best and give a performance that everyone admires. Only in this way can we stay on the stage instead of being kicked off the stage!"
The more he talked, the more joyful and excited he became, and his whole body was filled with excitement.
"Messolonghion must fall into my hands. This glorious victory greatly increases the weight in my hands and makes me more qualified to speak. I cannot allow this battle to end in failure." He shouted to everyone The officers said, "We all have to work hard once, whether it is the Count of Monte Cristo, you, or me! Tomorrow is a critical day for us to win. I will not allow anyone to hesitate or shrink... We must victory!
We have achieved such great fame, and all Christians are cheering for our great victory. We have won enough! So what else is there to be afraid of? Will our glorious reputation stop here? Will our ambition to revive the empire come to an abrupt end with these tiny Turks? No, this is impossible, they don't deserve it, these poor people only deserve to be our stepping stones! We must win! We will definitely win! "
Others did not dare to express their anger and could only watch the young man vent silently. In their hearts, they were wondering why His Majesty seemed to be going crazy after receiving a letter.
After venting for a while, Aigron finally calmed down.
"Okay, I've said what needs to be said. Everyone, go back and follow our plan and launch the attack on time tomorrow." He watched with calm eyes, and then solemnly told them, "Remember, I I will see the performance of each of you, and your performance will also determine how I view you in the future. I wish you good luck."
Whether they did it willingly or reluctantly, everyone could only respond to His Majesty's gaze with the same spirit of excitement.
"For victory!"
