Bowenwright quietly listened to his nephew's words, scratched his beard that had not been built for a long time because of his military life, raised his head slightly and asked, "You know him so well?"

"He and I have known each other twenty years ago, when we were both very young... And what young people like to talk about most when they get together is ideals!" Derrick shrugged, a self-deprecating smile on his face, and muttered, "Ha... Ideal, what a satirical word. ”

"Ideals matter, and no one is sarcastic about people who have real ideals. Bowen Wright said seriously, "It is precisely because of ideals that our world will progress, and because of ideals..."

"My dear uncle," Derick-Danny shrugged, "we must be over a hundred years old, don't you think it's too embarrassing to talk about ideals at our age?"

"Let's continue with the conversation. ”

Darick Danny's smile was special in the flickering lights, and he stared at Bowenright for a few seconds with such a smile before saying, "The topic just now... Oh, the topic of Fipert... His father was actually very happy when he received the meeting with the Imperial Cabinet, because they thought that this was the best opportunity for the family to enter the upper echelons of the Empire..."

"The Bob family had been trying to get into the upper echelons of the empire for a long time, and their plan was soon on the verge of success, only to be disrupted by a sudden assassination. Derick Danny paused and tugged at his major general's uniform, "But despite the assassination of the Marquis of O'Britton, Fipot didn't want to take power directly at first, he was just so excited that he was used by his uncle for saying the wrong thing, which led to his break with the Empire, and finally instigated the forces led by Elok to rebel against the Empire's rule." ”

"You seem to be in Sukh City when the Bob family is changing dramatically?" said Bowenwright with an interrogative tone.

"Yes, I was by Fippert's side and witnessed the incident. Darek Danny replied, "I left Suker City before the upper echelons of the empire waved the butcher's knife... Being a merchant in Kru saved my life. ”

"By the time I see Fipert again, he'll be a different person, someone who can sell everything for his own benefit!" Derrick's eyes flashed with regret and helplessness, "So..."He looked at Bowenlet very seriously, "I wouldn't be surprised that you told me that Fippold was connected to the Undead Legion now... Because he is a man who can sell everything for his own benefit. ”

"Besides, the Undead Legion promised conditions that no one could resist... The power of eternal life. ”

"That is not eternal life, it is death. Bowenwright emphatically asked, "Do you think there's something wrong with Fippott-Bob?"

"I didn't say it, I just said it was possible. Derick's answer was cautious.

"So, what do you think of the guy Kove-Rambo?" Bowenright continued.

"This man is much simpler than Fipert...", with a sarcastic smile on his face, he actually used the word 'simple' when comparing Cove-Rambo with Fipert, "Cove-Rambo is a typical imperial nobleman, full of honor on the surface, but in fact extremely greedy and selfish, dealing with this kind of person only needs to give enough benefits, he can sell you everything." ”

"You seem to look down on Cove-Rambo?" Bowenright asked subconsciously as he looked at his nephew's disdainful expression at the moment.

"Do you like dealing with the nobility of the Old Empire?" asked Derick rhetorically.

Bowenwright shrugged, then smiled thoughtfully, "Since Corway-Rambo is so superficial, he probably won't work with the Undead Legion." ”

"Probably not, because he values the wings of his family more than his life!" Derick laughed out loud at this time, "During the old empire, many nobles valued families, so doing business with these people, you just tell them that it is good for their family, and you can make a lot of money in no time." ”

Bowenright looked at his nephew's expression, his mind echoed his nephew's evaluation of the two people just now, and after a little thought, he understood the other party's plan, and asked, "Do you want to give this letter to Cove-Rambo?"

"That's a good idea, isn't it?" asked Derick Danny.

Bowenwright nodded naturally... This is indeed a good note, not only to avoid a head-on confrontation with the Principality of Suluk, but also to weaken the influence of the Principality's government over Iruk City through their own internal friction.

But...

The old knight looked seriously at his nephew, who was acting humbly in front of him, and doubts slowly rose from the bottom of his heart.

Bowenwright had reason to be suspicious, because what Derick Danny had just said was too targeted, and he couldn't verify whether the other person was right or wrong... So, it's more likely that Darick Danny is doing this just to achieve some kind of purpose of his own.

But his purpose is clear... To accuse Fipert Bob of being a 'traitor'!

He expressed his purpose without reservation!

"You just said that... You and Fiportt Bob have known each other twenty years ago?" Bowen Wright asked in a low voice.

"Yes!"

"Your personal feelings are pretty good, right?"

"Of course, he used to be my best friend, and we talked about everything when we were young!"

"But you want his life now?"

"He wanted my life first. Derick Danny smiled, very innocently, like a smile when he thought of something happy, "He wants my life, why can't I want his life?"

"Aren't you tired of living like this?"

"That's what I'm worth, uncle. Derick Danny kept the smile on his face, "If you want to stabilize Iruk City, Fippert Bob has to be cleared because he won't be loyal to anyone, and his promises are the least credible." ”

"As I said, I don't care about the battle between the nobles in the city of Elok, I just want the city to maintain stability and meet the victory of the war, then..." Remember, I didn't come to you tonight. ”

"I understand!" the moment Dyrick lowered his head, the smile on his face disappeared and was replaced by a grim smile, but his sneer was completely covered by darkness, so Bowenright only saw his humble appearance, and when he looked up, he had a smile on his face, and whispered: "Before I handle this matter, I have a small request. ”

Bowenright was not surprised, he looked Daerik up and down and asked, "You want to put Beren Val to death first?"

"You're wise, uncle. Derick's smile was a little hideous in the darkness, "Although Major General Buck has blocked the news, I believe that in three days at most, Fipott Bob will get the relevant news, and in order not to let this cunning wolf notice, we must first cut off his suspicions..."

"Do you think that alone will dispel Fipott's suspicions?"

"Of course not, but at least let him know that you don't intend to hold him accountable for his previous mistakes. Derick smiled and said, "I only need to stabilize him for a month, and after a month I will personally send him to the gallows." ”

"You never seem to make promises, but can I take them as yours?"

"Of course, this is my promise, and I will want Your Majesty to prove that he made the right choice to leave me alive. ”

"Good. "I'll give Buck an order tonight that the Coalition General Command will receive information in fifteen hours at the latest that Belém-Val had been arrested and executed on the spot. "At that time, I will personally take the notice from Major General Barker and explain the situation to Fippott Bob and Cove Rambo." ”

"I'm waiting for news. Darek Danny laughed out loud this time.

Bowenwright pointed to the letter and instructed, "This letter in your hand needs to be revised as well... I'm sure you know how to change it, right?"

"Of course!"

"And... Don't play tricks on your cleverness, Your Majesty hates cleverness the most. ”

...

On the evening of the 29th,

At the time of the transition between attack and defense of the battle under the walls of Elok, Tra Rensco, who was in charge of the front line command, received a letter from the battlefield scouts, and after reading the letters on both sides, he immediately handed over the command authority to his deputy, and he hurried to the tactical war room of the wall tower with the express report.

After entering the battle room, Terra's eyes were drawn to the Bowenley next to the map, where the other party was sitting in some kind of tactical drill.

With a powerful step, Tra walked to Bowenwright's side and rebuked the staff officer next to him, then took out the express in his hand and whispered, "Your verification has been confirmed... The undead legion on the opposite side is moving its forces south, and the size is about twenty thousand armored ghouls!" His tone was a little excited, but more worried.

Terra said as she sat down on the map, "It's too late to order the navy that has formed a defensive line in the south to retreat!"

"Why do you want to return?" asked Bowen Wright.

"Twenty thousand armored ghouls are no joke, their combat capabilities can be compared to two elite mixed corps. Tra pointed to Broken Bones Town on the map as she spoke, "There are still countless undead creatures roaming around this town, and if Major General Barker's main force attacks the altar defenders are blocked, the undead and 20,000 elite ghouls in Broken Bones Town will attack Major General Buck, which is still building a defensive line, and the entire southern theater will collapse." ”

"Our navy is not weak, each of their soldiers is equipped with the most advanced magic guns in the kingdom, plus a large number of goblin bombs, I believe that holding out for two to three days should be no problem. Bowenwright stood by his opinion.

Terra reacted with hatred at Bowenlet's words, and his voice unconsciously widened, "This area is vast, there is no place for you to defend, and the sailors may even be completely surrounded at the beginning of the war. ”

"Isn't Major General Buck building a defensive line?"

"What kind of defensive line can be built in such a short period of time?" Terra asked rhetorically, "This is simply sending them to death." ”

"You know what it means to give up this area, right?"

"But is there any difference between what you're planning now and giving up?"

"We should believe that Major General Buck can handle the crisis at hand!"

"I'd love to believe him, but the reality is that we don't have a chance of winning at all... Look at the terrain of this area, it has a natural advantage over the huge military strength of the undead legion!"

"There is also a legion of werewolves in the military port of Yekjar, and reinforcements from the Mage Tower are also rushing to the front. Bowenwright patiently persuaded, "Why don't you do this... We'll leave the decision to Major General Barker, what do you think?"

"Unless he's crazy, he's going to retreat to Grace Quarry. ”

"If Major General Barker can see the current situation in Iruk City, he will definitely not retreat. Bowenwright shook his head, took a step back, and blurred a circle on the map with his horsewhip, "The victory or defeat of this battle lies in the duel on the southern battlefield at this moment!"

Terra didn't refute it at the first time when he heard this, if he didn't calculate the Navy's possible losses in this war, Bowenley's plan should be considered very good, which was where his contradiction lies. He glanced at the staff officer who was far away and was silent for more than ten seconds, and then asked, "You should have other follow-up plans, otherwise it would be too much..."

"Naïve!, huh?" Bowenright added, adding what Terra had not finished.

Terra didn't answer, he pointed to the current position of the navy, "There is no natural danger, no superiority in troops, and no tactical superiority, it is impossible for the navy to block a charge of the undead legion... Maybe we gave all the naval soldiers, and in the end nothing changed!"

"Last night I ordered two corps of heavy cavalry to secretly go around the line of confrontation with the undead army south of the Illuk Command. As he spoke, Bowenwright put down his horsewhip and picked up his charcoal pen and lightly swiped on the map to mark a marching route, "While the navy is attacking the Altar of Death in the south of the city, two heavy cavalry corps can sweep away all the wandering undead in our south in five hours, and the navy can attack the Altar of Death in seven hours at most!"

"You transferred all the heavy cavalry?" Tra was stunned.

"Heavy cavalry can't play a role in the frontal battlefield, so it's better to move to the battlefield where they can use their maximum combat power. Bowenwright's tone revealed indifference.

"It's... It makes sense. ”

"How long will it take for the 20,000 undead legion to arrive in Broken Bones?" asked Bowenwright suddenly.

"It will take at least two days!"

"We have plenty of time..."

Tra couldn't help but interrupt, "But what if the Undead Legion also uses the teleportation array? Also, what if the assault on the Altar of Death is blocked?" he stared at the map, "I'm not against your plan in principle, but we need a more secure approach. ”