Epolita hurried into the camp with his troops. As the soldiers reported, the camp was empty.

Ipolita heard the Duke of Burgundy talk about Ella's tactics, so he paid special attention: "Go and check the warehouse to see what is inside. Check it carefully, and check every bag!"

The soldiers quickly found the warehouse, but it was empty. The materials in the warehouse had been transported away, with only a little flour sprinkled on the ground. In addition, there was a simple bag woven with ropes, containing a few eggs. The bag was very rough, and the wide and excessive mesh could only ensure that the eggs did not fall from the inside. One of the ropes woven into the bag was stretched and tied to the top of the tent. It hung the bag full of eggs and swayed dangerously in the air.

Ipolita took off the bag and looked around for a long time, but couldn't see what it was for.

"Go to the top of the tent and under the wooden wall to see if there is anything flammable hidden!"

The soldiers searched the camp up and down as Ipolita's orders, and no suspicious objects were found except for the dust.

"There must be something abnormal! I searched carefully again and pushed every wooden board to see if there was a secret door!"

This time, the soldiers found a simple tunnel dug out by hand, leading all the way outside the camp.

Ipolita came to the tunnel entrance and saw that the tunnel entrance door was not locked.

"Did you open it?" she asked.

"No, when we came, the door was not locked!"

Ipolita laughed as if he was aware of everything: "This kind of secret passage must be closed normally. We did not surround the camp, so they did not need to use this retreat. But the door is now open... It is obvious that they want to use this to come back and raid."

Ipolita took the plan and asked the soldiers to ambush them, just waiting for Ella to take the bait.

One night passed and no one came.

"Impossible... This door is open, the enemy must want to come back, wait for another night to see!"

Another night passed. The soldiers successfully captured a mouse that ran out of the tunnel.

"A single move will fade away again, and three times will be exhausted. The enemy will definitely come tonight..."

When the sun came out on the fourth day, Ipolita, who was wearing two dark circles, could no longer bear to let the soldiers burn the camp.

...

Ella had left Constantinier four days ago and was now sailing to Azov with her eight thousand soldiers.

"So, your majesty, we failed, are we?" Amy asked sadly.

This time, Ella did not set up any ambush. After a long thought, all she did was to let the pirates leave the camp quietly and escape Constantineer overnight by sea.

The only trap she set up was to open the authentic door before retreating.

As it turns out, this trap has a good effect.

"This is the best result." Andrea said: "The number of enemies is nearly 40,000, five times ours. It is impossible for so many people to be all attacked. Even if we stick to the camp and disperse their troops, it will not affect their siege of Constantine. We cannot play any role there. In this case, normal people will choose to retreat."

"I know that normal people will retreat at this time... But if His Majesty was a normal person, he would not have brought troops to Constantinier to camp at the beginning." Amy's voice was obviously low, "I thought His Majesty would definitely use all kinds of strange methods to hold the enemy... I didn't expect to escape."

"So what if you escape?" said Ella. "There are military tactics in the east who specifically discuss escape. 'The enemy's power is completely victorious, and I cannot fight. Then: you must surrender; you must be harmonious; you must go. If you surrender, you will be defeated; if you are harmonious, you will be half defeated; if you leave, you will not be defeated.' It is better to escape than to surrender or beg for peace."

"But in this way, Constantineer will be captured by the Allmani coalition."

Ella sighed: "I can only hope my uncle can stay for a while."

"Hold for a while?" Andrea heard the signs in Ella's words, "King of Sweden, even if the situation is so critical, are you still thinking about interfering in this war?"

"That's natural. There is still a half sentence after that discussion - 'The unbeaten is the turning point of victory.' The purpose of running away is to win the final victory! I will never give up until Pattisipacchio is sent to the gallows!"

Andrea was extremely surprised: "King of Sweden, tell me the truth, what kind of hatred did you have with the Island Republic? Last time you said you wanted to recover the losses from the Island Republic, but this reason is the same for dealing with the Qiqiu Empire. You and the Island Republic were allies before, and you also helped him attack our Ligurian Republic!"

"The attack on the Republic of Liguria was because the Republic of Liguria moved the merchant ships under my protection. The Republic of Islands and I were not allies - on the contrary, they were vassals of the Seven Hills Empire, but they colluded with the Federation of Almani. I cannot forgive such behavior!"

Amy chuckled softly from the side: "Your Majesty, you subconsciously still regard yourself as Barcelona…"

"Basselisa?" Andrea responded to the title again, "King of Sweden, how could you be...Is it really you?"

Barcelona, ​​the predecessor of the Seven Hill Empire, was captured by pirates and died, which is a well-known fact in the Republic of Liguria. Although there are rumors that the Swedish king of the Pirate Kingdom was the royal family of the Seven Hill Empire, because this statement is too absurd, it is generally only used as a joke after a meal to satirize the incompetence of the Seven Hill Empire.

"The King of Sweden... are you...Basselisa?"

"I think I am," Ella replied.

After realizing the real identity of the little girl in front of him, Andrea's body shook for a moment. Then he stood up against the table.

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"King of Sweden, I actually knew your uncle's plan long ago...before he put the coup in place."

Andrea's sudden sentence made Ella feel overwhelmed: "Huh... do you know too? The news about the Republic of Liguria is really well-informed..."

"But I am indifferent to this. The throne of the Seven Hills Empire has never been monopolized by anyone, that family. Even the Scipio tribe has lost the throne several times in the past few hundred years. You should know this, right?"

Ella nodded hesitantly: "I know. Not only in the past few hundred years, but actually, since Augustus, the Seven Hills Empire has become the king of strong soldiers and strong horses..."

"I don't accept you."

Andrea said another thing that surprised Ella.

"It's not just that I don't accept you, but I don't accept every Basel so far! The Son of God has been dead for more than 800 years. Under the rule of generations of Basels, the Seven Hills Empire has become increasingly weaker and weaker. Now it is even surrounded by the barbarians of the Almani Federation. How can these people be worthy of becoming the king of the Seven Hills Empire!"

In order to avoid Ella's embarrassment, Amy told Andrea in time: "General Andrea, isn't this time to talk about such things now?"

Amy's words made Andrea realize his loss of composure. "Sorry." He owed, "Your Swedish King, just think I'm drunk."

"No, Andrea, your words are interesting."

Ella's hand hit the table "sternly", as if she had made up her mind.

"Andrea, do you have a way to resolve this crisis in the Qiqiu Empire?"

"Although I'm very unwilling to give in, I'm afraid I can't do anything." Andret's face looked very bad, "If they use the terrible ocean fire to defend the Black Sea Strait, I have no choice."
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