"True courage, like me. When faced with a formidable enemy that I could not defeat, my choice was to flee calmly. ”

"Escape?" Robin was surprised this time.

"A true general should be able to rule everything with reason. He is not bound by any morality, loyalty, honor, or affection, and must give up and sacrifice everything for the sake of victory. He was able to resist all pain, despair, and temptation, and in this way, he had the basic conditions to be a general. Some people are born with this, but many more have to sacrifice their souls, and that is a terrible sacrifice that human beings cannot bear. ”

"Robin, remember the History of the Stygian War that I read yesterday? Imagine the bloody fight between St. Jean and Paro. It was not only a relentless battle between soldiers, but also countless civilians. Think of the lost cities, the wide streets that will be crammed with refugees. The fat merchant would hand over all their gold before the blade touched his body, hoping to buy his life in exchange for his life. The slender girl was dragged into the corner trembling and barely able to scream. Human life is as cheap as ants in front of the iron hooves of the conqueror, slaughtering, arson, destroying, and countless lives screaming to death every second!

"Therefore, a general must give up everything he has to defend his fatherland and his people at a critical moment, and dedicate his body and soul to this purpose. And those who have survived the defense will never understand the true meaning of this sacrifice - they will only feel that being a general is glorious and glorious, and that it can satisfy vanity to the greatest extent. ”

"So, in this regard," Beyell retracted his gaze and turned to the table in front of him, where several men were picking up the Chaos Champion's helmet. "The only one who can understand me, or understand each other, is Thomas. ”

"Ladies and gentlemen!" shouted a well-mannered man in a well-dressed uniform, interrupting the whispers of the audience. "The auction is now officially underway, and the first auction item is this: a precious trophy from the White Keep, the helmet of the Chaos Champion Samurai. Please see, there is also the blessing mark of the Chaos Evil God on it!"

The host skillfully uses a lot of beautiful rhetoric to stimulate the audience's interest in the auction items. There were quite a few guests this time, so he spoke very hard.

Then, he quoted a starting price, which was not as exaggerated as a hundred gold coins.

Beller casually entered a contest and was immediately overwhelmed by other people's bids. A few young people didn't know what was crazy about it, and raised the price again and again. In the end, the helmet was bought by one person for the price of one hundred and thirty gold coins. The last buyer seemed to be a nobleman in his clothes, but he looked less like a warrior than a prodigal son.

Then, the "Silver Wings" were put on the table. Like the helmet just now, the host made a clever tongue and praised this thing as unparalleled in the world.

What is strange is that although this "Silver Wings" is the best of the harp, most people seem to be illiterate. There were only a few sparse people in the field who reported the number, and Ashrufat immediately quoted a rather high price, and he didn't expect anyone to compete with him.

But unexpectedly, when he quoted the price, someone in front of him who had not been silent immediately quoted a higher price. Ashrufat immediately raised the price, and the other party followed.

The contest turned into a chase between the two, which lasted for a short while, and the price had already reached one hundred and thirty gold coins, which was the same price as the helmet just now.

The other party immediately added a little price. This time, no matter how sluggish Ashrufat was, he sensed that something was wrong. He looked at the competitor in front of him, and for some reason, this back looked familiar.

"Master, it's the Governor!" Carrie had already come to a conclusion.

Eshurufat was unwilling to increase the price again, but the other party immediately followed.

"Ashrufat. Ashruphat heard his name being called, and was surprised to find that the governor had come to his side at some point.

"Governor of Beller?" he remembered the name of the governor.

"It's me, it looks like you're interested in that harp?" Béral smiled as he sat down beside Ashrufat. "I don't think you're like a ...... at all People who are addicted to music. Is there any reason? Of course, if it involves personal secrets, I didn't ask. ”

"He is my teacher's legacy. Ashrufat replied.

"Your teacher......" In an instant, a glimmer of sharpness flashed in Beller's languid and idle eyes. "Are you a disciple of General Thomas?"

"I studied under him for a while. Ashrufat replied. "May I ask you why you're interested in the piano? You don't seem to be a musician. ”

"Because General Thomas is someone I respect. Bayral replied. "So, I hope to get a piece of his relic in remembrance. But since you are his disciple...... Then it wouldn't be authentic for me to compete with you. ”

No one else bids for four weeks. To be honest, while the "Silver Wings" may be the most valuable thing in the piano, the people who really live on music, that is, the bards, are not very wealthy. Without Beller's competition, it was no surprise that Ashrufat was the highest bidder. The host soon announced that the bid for Ashrufat had been successful.

"Congratulations," Beller smiled slightly, "can I take the liberty of asking, are you in a hurry now?"

Although Eshurufat felt a little suspicious of the friendliness and kindness shown by Bayor, he nodded his head after the end.

"If you may, can you talk to me about your teacher?, it's not very convenient here, how about going to the tavern next door?" Beller suggested.

......

In a bustling city like Mill City, the tavern business is always very busy at night. However, when a customer who is willing to spend money comes to the door, he can definitely find a good position. Bayral dropped two silver coins as a tip to the waiter, and a few minutes later was taken to a neat empty table on the second floor. Then, a few bottles of vintage products were brought to the table.

"You know...... My teacher?" Ashrufat asked. He didn't feel that he had any charisma to make the Governor (though temporary) change his attitude so much, and the matter should still be with Thomas. It's a pity that he and Thomas spend most of their time at war, and don't know much about things like Thomas's distant friends. However, Bayral's age would not have exceeded sixty years old, and Thomas would have been almost ninety years old if he were still alive. It's really unlikely that they're old friends.

"No, actually, I didn't get to see Thomas. "But, though we have never met, General Thomas and I have been friends for a long time." Being able to see his disciples today has slightly made up for my regrets. Ashrufat, come, have a drink!"

Although Ashruphat didn't feel anything about the wine, he still drank a large glass.

"Did General Thomas tell you how he felt about the war?" asked Bayor. "I know that he is a very good knight, and one of the virtues of a knight is kindness. ”

"He said, 'Put all your compassion on stopping war, and don't bring it to war.'" Ashrufat thought for a moment and replied.

A thoughtful expression appeared on Beller's face.

"That's exactly what I thought......" he whispered to himself. "General Thomas's understanding has reached this level. Ashrufat," he raised his voice suddenly. "Do you know how to play chess? Ah, that's tactical deduction!"

"No, it won't. Ashrufat replied.

"It's actually a very simple game, and the rules are very limited. You can play with a simple pen and paper. Mainly used to simulate battles, "Bayral proposed with great interest. "How about a game with me. Robin, ask for a pen and paper. ”

"First, let's pick a battlefield. After getting the pen and paper, Beller drew a topographical map of the battlefield on paper. It is a plain between two lakes, separated by a river. The entire battlefield was divided into two parts, north and south, and both were relatively narrow. The only high ground on the battlefield is on the south side, and the only crossing crossing on the side of the high ground is wading the river.

Ashrufat recognized it at a glance. Of course, he would recognize that when he was the boss of the Greenskin Blood Banner, he was the one who chose this battlefield himself. He subconsciously looked at Bayor, but Bayer was painting with great interest, and he didn't see anything wrong, and he didn't even raise his eyebrows...... This should just be an accident.

"What do you think of this battlefield?" Béral asked, asking Robin to make some small pieces of paper representing the army.

"Both the North and the South are important. Ashruphat replied, "It is not feasible to abandon one." The key to everything is on this high ground, and occupying this high ground is equivalent to grasping the right of passage to dominate the two battlefields in the north and south, and being able to freely transfer troops from one battlefield to another, thus gaining the initiative in battle. ”

"Is that all?" Beller continued with a smile.

On the surface, that's true, but there's more to it than that. Ashrufat continued. "Both the north and south sides are relatively narrow, which is not conducive to the deployment of superior forces. In other words, even if you have an absolute advantage in a battlefield through mobilization, there is no guarantee that you will be able to quickly defeat the enemy. If the battle begins with the occupation of this high ground at all costs, it does not make much sense. When it really works, it's after the two sides have moved. Ideally, it is best to occupy the heights, when the back of the enemy on the other side of the battlefield is being exposed to our troops. His hand gestured. "After mastering the right of way, send our forces behind the enemy's back, flank the front and rear, and the enemy who is crushed in the middle will inevitably be annihilated. ”

"Good, good. Béral nodded, "And what? if you think deeper?"

"Hmm......" Ashrufat couldn't think of anything more for a moment. In fact, he only thought about so much at the beginning. "More ...... If he could surprise him...... he couldn't say more.

"General Thomas will be proud of you. Bayrell said. "At this age, I can see that I can get to this point...... Ashrufat, you are fully qualified as a lieutenant, no, it should be said that you are already very, very good. With a little more effort and a little more experience, you can reach the level of a general. ”