"Respect the most proud Taniria!" A rough male voice overwhelmed the noisy noise.

"Respect the most noble Veneta!" Another part of the hall responded.

Wine and drink, and the banquet hall was very lively and there was a joyful scene.

In the deserted corridor in the corner of the hall, Andrea Cellini sat quietly on the windowsill, spat contemptuously on the mirror-smooth marble tiles.

"I'm really... he's... a flying, sky, big, trough." Andre raised his neck and poured half a glass of strong wine into his throat: "The backbone Tani was either fucked to death by us or wondering how to fuck us. Did DeBella's brain soak into the donkey's urine? Is it possible to defend the archipelago with such corrupted dog legs?"

After struggling on the battlefield for a year, Andre's speech was completely the same as those of the rude veterans.

"I didn't expect that you, a dog, could even spit out some golden sentences." Bud sat against the wall and tasted the honey special brew in small mouths, and said indifferently: "But you have to use some locals, and you have no choice."

Bard, a child who grew up in this monastery, and the former "bishop" has now been stained with blood and fire.

Although his temperament is still as honest and gentle as before, Bard's expression occasionally reveals a kind of numbness and sharpness that is used to life and death.

Andre glanced at Winters and said impatiently: "Don't. He's mom touched it. There's nothing on your chin. You've been touching it for an afternoon. Seeing you touching it, I want to touch it."

Winters ignored Andre and was still rubbing his bare chin. Although his beard, which had been growing for half a year, was not long, it was suddenly shaved clean, which made Warrant Officer Montane feel that something was missing.

This was a very high-standard cocktail party, and the attendees were already condescending to be invited here. So no one came to them to drink and chat, and Winters and others were happy to be quiet.

Before attending this cocktail party, the warrant officers took a shower, carefully cared for their hair and beard, and put on a washed new army dress. They all looked tall and straight, and were very heroic.

Only Bud was wearing his white-washed student uniform.

In fact, after the war this year, Bud also saved a small amount of money by dividing the spoils and other things. However, he did not use the money as military uniforms, but instead tried to send them all to his parents.

So he still only has this set of student uniforms and he is determined not to accept loans offered by his friends.

However, when Gerald's Bud was an officer, he never admired his classmates when he was wearing this old suit and walked among his classmates. Not to mention that he had been through a war a few times during life and death, he didn't care about these external things.

Winters and Andre had to let him go.

A bottle of wine was quickly drunk, and Andre reached out to signal the waiter to bring the wine over.

Bud joked: "You scolded others so fiercely, but you were not polite at all when you drank other people's wine."

"Drink. Mom! It's useless to drink it!" Andre poured out the last little wine at the bottom of the bottle: "This is my humble and glorious resistance. Not only do I have to drink it, but I also have to take two bottles away!"

Bud waved his hand: "Okay, okay, don't worry, Debera will definitely hear your unyielding cry in her dreams."

The waiter did not come, but Alves Machelo came over with two bottles of wine. Machelo pulled out the bottle plug and poured half a glass of wine for Andre, and teased, "You guys will hide from the quiet."

Alves Machelo was also a trainee officer and warrant officer at the same time as Winters. However, he was from the artillery department.

People from the Artillery Department... are not very close to people from the Infantry Department and the Cavalry Department, mainly because they don’t take classes together.

There are many "big classes" taught in the same class as the infringement and the cavalry. Therefore, most of the officers and cavalry students are familiar with each other. On the contrary, although they are all from Venetta, they are just nodding.

However, after fighting side by side for a year, even strangers have become brothers, so Marcello and Winters are very familiar now.

After pouring Andre's wine, Machelo poured wine for Winters again.

Winters reached out and continued, asking, "What are you guys talking about around you? It's very lively."

"Don't you know?" Machelo was a little surprised: "It's spreading in the artillery."

"What do you know?" Winters was puzzled.

"Hey, I said..." Machelo said mysteriously: "... Do you still remember the heavy artillery on Chiyi Island? They are those thirty-two-pound big guys."

Of course Winters remembered the killing weapons that were arranged on the middle section of Chisulphur Bay, which could sink a sailboat with one shot.

"What's wrong?" Winters was even more confused: "Didn't you use those heavy artillery when fighting Gusa?"

"Yes, it's those heavy artillery." Machelo nodded and continued: "According to Tani, who belonged to us, the Federation has not yet had the ability to cast that heavy artillery. The biggest guy they could make was the twelve-pound cannon weighing two thousand pounds."

"That's what's strange about it?" Andre said disapprovingly.

"Who sold it?" Machelo immediately asked back: "Those thirty-two-pound cannons are all four or five thousand pounds. The craftsmanship is extremely exquisite, the inner chamber is smooth and flat, and there are not even a few sand holes. There are not many arsenals that can cast such cannons around the inland sea."

Andre was already impatient: "Old Ma, just say whatever you mean, don't do these things..."

Bad grabbed Andre, signaled him not to be anxious, and asked, "What do you mean is that in order to deal with Venetta, someone has specially provided those cannons to the Tanirians?"

"That's right, that's what it means." Machelo said affirmatively: "Kovirian went to check it out after hearing these things. According to him, the cannons had no inscriptions. He didn't pay attention to them before, but now he looked at them clearly because they were deliberately worn out. Not only the heavy artillery on Chiyi Island, but the others caused us a lot of hardships, but the heavy artillery we seized in the end were also like this."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "That's interesting." Winters asked in a pondering voice: "When did those cannons be sent to Taniria?"

"I don't know the specific time." Machelo shook his head: "The Tani said it was handled by Edward Kenway himself... but it must have been before we set off from Haidong Port. By the way, William Kidd is also a member of Kenway."

"Does he still have to think about this?" Andrey shouted angrily: "It must be the Union Country Boys who gave it to Tani! Didn't the Victory Arsenal have passed the fire before we got home? It must be someone who was making trouble! Damn it, his mother's muddy guy! I'm exhausted my mind and messing with us... That, Bud, I'm not talking about you."

"Say less speculation without evidence!" Winters quickly refused Andre to say again: "The Unionists were not stupid enough to burn their own arsenal in order to give the Union a few cannons, and then burn half of the capital, right? I will take a boat to Guitu City tomorrow. Don't say these words in front of the Unionists, otherwise they will find a reason to detain you what you have to bear."

Bard nodded deeply, and Andrey snorted dissatisfiedly, but didn't say anything else.

"Old Ma, let me tell you the same time. Don't mention this when I arrive in Guitu City." Winters looked at Machelo again: "When we come back from the Union Province, we have time to investigate slowly. Isn't William Kidd still alive? That guy knows a lot, and I don't believe it will be impossible to judge it. When we go to Guitu City, we just give a title, and it's best not to cause trouble."

"I understand, understand." Machelo nodded with a chuckling, clashed with Winters, and returned to the small circle of artillery officers.

When Machelo walked away, Andre said angrily: "I can guess where the cannon of Tani's come from with my butt. Only these three companies from Venetta, the Union, the Empire, and the veteran arsenals are definitely not from us. If it were not given by the Union, could it still be the 'swounds' who gave it to Tani? Damn!"

[Note: "The Oathless One" is the derogatory nickname of the current imperial emperor Henry III, because he violated his oath in the war of succession to the throne and executed his own brother and all his bloodlines. So much so that Henry III's mother "Mary of Lothel" and grandfather "Winfred Duke of Lothel" refused to meet him until his death.]

[And note: Henry's father was the "crazy" Richard, and there was no nickname for the monarchs of all dynasties in the entire Scarlet Sun Dynasty.]

This time, Winters did not stop Andre anymore, but looked at the honey wine in the glass and said, "It doesn't matter who gave it to him. The Tanirian Federation has been completely divided and the battle has been finished. After becoming a formal officer, I will find a safe idle position and become a slut. Even if I retire with the rank of colonel, I will be the final result."

"When we came out of Guitu City, there were more than 30 people, and only twenty people returned. Many of our classmates were gone even if they didn't even survive the day of formal title awards. Destiny is really impermanent." Bud murmured.

"I hope there really is a place like heaven," Winters whispered: "I hope every dead comrade can be there now."

"It doesn't matter whether there is or not. As long as you believe there is, it's enough." Bard said leisurely.

Andrey sneered when he heard this.

Winters drank the honey wine in his glass, wiped his mouth and replied expressionlessly: "If I could deceive myself, would I have to say such stupid things?"

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Venetta's trainee officers set out directly from the archipelago and crossed the inland sea to Guitucheng. After the title was awarded, they would return to Hailan and wait for formal appointments.

As for Winters, no matter what he thinks, he does benefit from nepotism. Because Antonio has already figured out a place for Winters.

Before leaving, his adoptive father said to Winters lovingly: "If you don't want to be on the front line, then go to teach. Venetta is going to run his own military academy, and the school is always cleaner no matter what."

Teaching? Winters is a little confused...but maybe it's also interesting?

With a nervous mood, Winters walked down the familiar and unfamiliar Gutucheng Pier.

Everything in front of me is very different. The fire that swept half of the city a year ago burned everything, leaving only a pile of blackened stones.

But without destruction or establishment, new cities are rising like mushrooms after a rain on the ashes of the old cities.

The Victory Arsenal, which ate most of the land in the port area, was driven to the suburbs and became a small town.

You should know that the relocation of the Victory Arsenal was not able to move it after more than ten years. In the end, it was like the King of Conquest that cut off the Knot of Gerdiorn, and a fire solved all the problems.

The fire tornado burned the arsenal so that nothing was left. The last tool and raw materials were easily pulled away by more than a dozen carriages.

The port area is no longer a "onion" structure that is covered with layers. A well-planned building complex has replaced the originally wildly growing city. The winding alleys have become horizontal and vertical stone roads, and drainage canals are also paved.

Winters and his contemporaries could no longer recognize the ever-changing Guitu City in front of him.

But the joy of returning to the "second hometown" was quickly diluted. Because of the tension between the United Provinces and Venetta, the trainee officers from Venetta were strictly supervised from the first moment they set foot on the United Provinces.

They were not allowed to move freely, they were not allowed to visit "Xingui Tucheng". The Venetta people were taken directly back to the dormitory of the Army Officers' Academy and could not even move freely on campus, even Bad, the United Provincial People.

"Damn. Mom! Treat us as prisoners. This is..." Andre cursed and walked back and forth in the dormitory.

Winters didn't feel angry, he lay back on his bed comfortably... This was a wonderful feeling. Winters spent thousands of nights on this bed, and he was extremely familiar with the bed. He was familiar with the broken wooden boards, the marks on the head of the bed, and the burned black spots.

It seemed as if he could fall asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

He opened his eyes and saw a familiar face.

"Ike!" Winters shouted in surprise.

Axel was so happy that he punched Winters, and the two of them hugged each other.

When Axel learned that the students from Veneta were back to school, he rushed over immediately, and other students from the Union Province also came.

There are conflicts between the Republic of Veneta and the United Provincial Republic, but this has nothing to do with the military academy students, and it will not affect the friendship between the students.

Marshal Ned's idea seemed to have really come true at this moment. The Venetta students and the Union-provincial students gathered together, laughing and playing, as if they were back to their time at school.

"Oh my God! What's wrong with you? But I'm so haggard." Axel looked at Winters' clear face and couldn't help but smack his lips and sighed.

"Is that?" Winters looked around the dormitory at the same time.

The students from the Union Province looked rosy and full of spirits. The students from the Venetta looked tired and haggard in comparison, but were also more mature and sophisticated.

Several names were asked, but the Venettas looked gloomy when they heard these names - those people were already dead in Taniria.

"I think your sword skills are abandoned, right?" Axel said excitedly: "Would we go and compete again now?"

"Forget it, I admit defeat. It's really a long time since I practiced." Winters laughed a few times and raised his hand to surrender. He thought to himself: But I have a better gun now.

"By the way, how is Teacher Christian? Are you okay?" Winters suddenly remembered the director of the Spellcaster Teaching and Research Department. He had a question and wanted to ask for advice.
To be continued...