**// The night was quiet, the fat man gently took a sip of the hot water in the cup, moved the window, and quietly looked at the sky in the distance like a burning cloud, as if enjoying a beautiful scenery,

Red as blood, overwhelming, at a glance, there is a shocking Xiao killing,

"Have you found out? Who lit this fire?"

The fat man's face was as calm as water, and he turned around and asked lightly, Judging from the direction of the fire, it should be the direction of Janextown, which happens to be the station of the Nord Fifth Army,

Standing behind him was Prais who hurried to Prais, and when he walked in the door, he happened to hear an adjutant report that "it has been ascertained that it was 20,000 cavalrymen led by Varisian himself, who raided the garrison of the Nord Fifth Army in the early hours of this morning, and won a great victory, killing 21,000 of the Nord army, and is now on the way back.

The adjutant's office also just received a battle report that said that the 20,000 heads that Varisian would kill had piled up three human head mountains more than ten meters tall in Jankes Town."

"Hehe, this guy Varisian did a good job! Such a fierce counterattack, it really deserves to be the person I brought out" The fat man stared out the window at the undulating mountains that were half red by the red light, and couldn't help but show a hint of pride

"But he is attacking without authorization, which is a kind of strict violation of discipline" Prais's cold voice came from behind him, making the fat man turn around,

"Aren't you in charge of military affairs in Parabun?" the fat man's face looked a little strange, like the feeling of stealing something and being discovered

"Your Majesty forgot, three days ago, you gave the order to let me come to the Southern Front?" replied with a stiff face,

"Haha, yes, I thought you would delay for a few days!" The fat man said with a sneer, "Actually, I transferred you here this time because I need a steady person to preside over the affairs of the base camp, and you also know that the big war is imminent, and all kinds of intelligence are always chaotic, which is very unfavorable to the scheduling of the base camp!"

"I heard that tonight's attack battle was not approved by His Majesty, so I don't know if it's true!" asked Prais with a stern face

"Well, it seems," the fat man shrugged his shoulders in boredom, "That guy is too bold for Varisian! Not to mention the Nords, even I, I didn't expect him to launch a counterattack so quickly and kill 21,000 people! This guy definitely gave the order not to leave any prisoners."

The fat man said with some indignation, and then showed a smile, "But this is the style of my falcon army, blood debt and blood repayment, play sneak attack, with Varision, that guy who is comparable to a fox, can definitely throw the Nords nine streets away!"

"But Your Majesty, this is a violation of discipline by Yan zhòng!" Prais's face was heavy as if he was about to drip water, and said sharply, "Without reporting to the base camp, the main force of the army was put in danger without authorization, if the miscalculation, our army will completely lose the possibility of winning this battle, this is a strict dereliction of duty, and it should be handed over to military law!"

"You don't remind me, I forgot!"

The fat man's eyes were shining, and he shook his head and smacked his mouth, and said with some excitement, "Tsk, then again, pile up a mountain of 21,000 human heads at once...... Aside from the Battle of Kyoto, I haven't seen anything like this in a long time, so it must be spectacular!"

"Majesty!"

Prais rolled his eyes angrily at the fat man's words, he obviously saw that the dead fat man in front of him was suspected of diverting the topic, Varisian was the fat man's favorite general, and this time it was such a brilliant victory with so little loss, no wonder the fat man had the intention of exculpating Varisian, but this was a strict violation of military discipline, if he Prais didn't dare to say it because of fear, then it wasn't Prais!

"Your Majesty, we're not talking about Varisian's record, we're talking about what to do with him!" Prais said loudly, the air of a thick sonic boom rang out...

"Really, aren't we talking about Varisian?" the fat man looked dazed, and finally shrugged his shoulders helplessly under the very speechless gaze of Prais

"Okay, okay, isn't it just to deal with it? This guy attacked without permission and put the main force of the entire battle in danger, which is really a heinous crime, and immediately ordered him to be executed, but now there is no general in the army, what can be done, well, how do you think he should be punished?"

"According to military discipline, he should be removed from his post immediately and on the spot!"

Prais looked solemn, and said in an old-fashioned tone, word by word, "Because such a person is no longer qualified for the position of a commander,

"No one knows under what circumstances he will waste vital military power on his personal impulses!

I am afraid that this victory will not only not dampen the morale of the Nords, but will intensify the pace of the Nord side's initiative to attack! This is a very wrong move for the entire battle situation!"

"Really?" the fat man smiled, and suddenly said something that surprised Prais, "My opinion is just the opposite of yours, Varisien used cavalry to level the Nord Fifth Army, just enough to give a shock to the Nord army that was shrinking in the defensive line, and the bloody fact will tell them that unless they are pressed all at once, any solo action that dares to show their heads will be violently attacked by our Falcon Legion"

"Isn't this forcing the Nords to do it?" Prais asked, frowning slightly and looking excited

The fat man's voice paused, and he said in a solemn tone, "This army of 150,000 is already the last strength of the Nord Kingdom, to press such an army with all its might, for the commander of the other party, what a strong self-confidence and determination are needed,

You were also the Minister of War of Ryordian, and if you were an experienced person like you, you might have such courage, but do you think the Crown Prince Nord on the other side with no battlefield experience would?"

"Even if he really has this determination, those senior Nord generals will stand up and deny this risky behavior of gambling on the fortunes of the country!

"This ......

I really didn't expect that."

Prais looked stunned for a moment, then looked relieved

Yes, the fat man said yes, to bet the last 150,000 troops on all, even if he is known for acting decisively, it is a thing that requires courage and determination.

What's more, the commander on the other side is just a rookie who has just entered the battlefield,

According to what I know, the crown prince of Nord is completely an alliance of interests, and he may have some ability in political means, but when it comes to fighting, it is completely a new watch with excessive caution, and the more than 100,000 troops are overwhelmed by the 60,000 Falcon army, and they are also in a daze.

There is such a thing as a genius, and sure enough, one Vekia Falcon is enough,

Varisian's blow is definitely a stroke of genius in this battle, at the most critical moment, slammed down on the hands and feet of the Nords, even if it doesn't hurt the other party to death, it is enough to call for a while, and if you want to reach out again, you always need to consider the price of pain, and you are a little more afraid,

The fat man has brought the role of a fierce general to the extreme, in addition to wearing a stubborn and sharp charge, he can also make a decisive blow at the critical moment and deter the enemy! Varisien, the sharp knife in the fat man's hand, is undoubtedly playing such a role!

"Well, now, we can talk about what to do with Varisian!" The fat man sat down on the seat opposite Prais, and his tone of understatement made Prais, who suddenly came to his senses, embarrassed and embarrassed, and hurriedly declared that he had a stomachache and needed to leave immediately,...,

"Feel free, the toilet is at the end of the corridor on the left!"

The fat man raised his hand, and then saw Prais holding his belly, and hurried out with an embarrassed face, but he walked in the direction, and went to the right, where was the staircase leading to the first floor

"It's on the left, it's the other way around!" the fat man reminded loudly, and Prais could be seen disappearing like the wind

"Could it be that Prais is an idiot who can't tell the difference between left and right?" the fat man was a little depressed and speechless,

"Whew!" Prais stood at the door of the hall on the first floor, gasping for breath, "It's so dangerous, I almost lost my face and lost my face!

Prais sighed helplessly in his heart, tidied up his clothes, and walked into the carriage waiting outside, only by really following the Vecchia falcon can he truly feel the unfathomable depth of this continent's No. 1 general, except for a simple face, the whole body is an unfathomable secret,

60,000 against 150,000 Nords, this is a huge disparity in strength, and it sounds like a big gamble, but this thick-skinned and black-hearted guy did it, naturally as if he had 50,000 people on his side and 60,000 Nords on the opposite side,"

Bold, careful, super thick-skinned, well-planned, accustomed to using traps that do not seem to be traps, drag the enemy into the abyss step by step, so that the enemy becomes a prey that cannot be broken free from unconsciously,

There have been so many impossibilities! This is the age of the Vecchia Falcon.

From south to north, from the vast grasslands to the waves,

Countless famous generals of the Megatron Continent withered in front of him like leaves hanging by the autumn wind in the tide of the times,

The soldiers pointed out, and the hosts bowed their heads,

This courage and brilliant record make anyone who faces him feel a sense of powerlessness rising from his heart, and everyone who leads his opponent will invisibly choose to avoid fighting.

The name of the famous general hunter has long become a lingering shadow in the hearts of mainland generals.

This guy always seems to be able to find fighters, and he can always make the opponent crush thousands of miles at a critical moment.

An opponent who wants to flee after hearing it is really an irony for any general who claims to be brave!