Patrolling the south with Montenegro, this is one of Arthur's current jobs.

Eat a mouthful of dry food at will, thinking about the road ahead. Now it is to rely on the Keller line to enter the heart of Germany, which is the most normal but also the smoothest path.

A lot of things are made easier because you have enough time. There is no need to use violent means. Thirty years in the east of the river, thirty years in the west of the river. Just wait. In the process of waiting, we continue to accumulate advantages.

The war in the south was continuous, and the German desire to attack was very strong. Compared to the orc tribe, the giant beast of St. Oran is like a sleeping lion.

It was not that the kings were incompetent, but that the political model determined that they were destined to be no enemy of Germany. Even if there are one or two heroes, they can't change this general trend.

All countries have an aristocratic class, and in a way, the king is just the biggest nobleman. The old aristocratic forces of St. Åland controlled the kingdom, and the king could not contend with it. In the German centralized state, the biggest aristocracy here is the military aristocracy. As for Merika, it is naturally a big businessman like Sherlock who reigns supreme.

War, peace, land cession. It's a cycle that has been repeated over the years. Merchants from Merica maneuver between the two to make a profit. The war in Germany was supported by many powers, and Bloodthorn was one of them.

Patrolled the border guards. On the high watchtower, several soldiers looked at Arthur with some fear.

Arthur let out a whistling and rode away. No one came after them.

As soon as they arrived at Keller's door, a violent thrashing was heard. Arthur pushed the door open in amazement, only to see an earth-colored soldier wielding a long whip full of barbs and slamming Keller on the ground.

Keller ** topper. Show off your muscles. The long hair hangs down and the face is not visible clearly. I was just trembling. A fierce aura burned more and more.

Arthur leaned against the door. smiled: "I didn't expect you to have such a hobby!"

A pair of blood-red eyes slammed into Arthur. Said lightly: "You go out!" suppressed pain in his voice. Like a wounded beast.

Arthur pointed to the soldier who was about to die of fright, and said, "He said that you were the land." Get out!" the soldier glanced at Keller in front of him. Seeing that he did not speak. Suddenly it was like an amnesty. Crawling out with a roll.

Keller's eyes were fixed on Arthur: "Don't think that I won't dare kill you if you're from the Bloodthorns." ”

Arthur smiled, "It's the side effect of that sword! Maybe there's a way to help you. ”

Keller also had a hint of hope on his face, but then it turned into a wild laugh: "Help me? This is the consequence of using demonic power, this is the price. I have to feed it with my soul, do you know how painful it is?" "That's why we must use the pain of the earth to relieve the pain of the soul.

Arthur smiled mysteriously, "Don't be so arrogant, it's not like I've never seen a demon." Then he took out a small vial of light blue potion, which was the one called happiness.

Throwing the vial to Keller, he said, "Sniff it with your nose, don't drink it." I only have this little bottle, and it's gone when I drink it. ”

Keller suspiciously uncorked the bottle and leaned in to sniff it. The tangled and depressed expressions on his face, the faint twitching muscles gradually calmed down, and there was even a bit of serenity.

I don't know what hallucinations appeared in front of Keller's eyes, but he called out softly to his mother. At this time, a finger reached over and blocked the mouth of the bottle. The interrupted Keller suddenly looked like an enraged beast, trying to tear apart Arthur in front of him, who was preventing him from continuing to enjoy. But then reason regained the upper hand, looking at the blue vial, with greed and fear on its face.

Arthur couldn't help but admire his self-control: "This is the most beautiful wine in the world made from another man's pain, which can soothe all pain." It's just that for those who don't know how to restraint, this is poison and nightmares. With that, he put the vial in Keller's hand.

Keller's face showed ecstasy, and the inhuman torture had finally come to an end. But thinking about the terrifying effects of happiness, he still gave the potion back to Arthur.

Arthur was curious, "You don't want it?"

Keller said, "You keep it for me, and give it to me when I need it." ”

Arthur was stunned for a moment, knowing that he was afraid that he would indulge in it, and he admired it even more. Although he has the help of the Demon Sword, if it weren't for his extraordinary perseverance, he would have become a madman who couldn't control his killing thoughts, and he wouldn't have become a general.

"It's a lot of perseverance, I've tried this thing too, but I'll never try it a second time. ”

When Arthur was about to go out, Keller's voice came: "In a few days, you will come to me! "This is a thank you to Arthur.

Arthur laughed, waved casually and walked out.

Winter is coming soon, and this year it will be too late to stop the army and winter will be too late. The deep chill brought by the snow in the north made it impossible for the military system to operate normally. And this time is often also the time when the orcs attack. If we don't have enough supplies in the winter, I don't know how many orcs will starve to death this year.

If the north is tight, the southern front can be quiet.

Keller, as a general, was nominally the supreme commander of the camp. But the battalion commander here belongs directly to the Caesar royal family, and is not actually under Keller's jurisdiction. The separation of military and logistics is also the basis for centralization, otherwise the so-called centralization

Joke.

Keller was in his office, holding a top-secret letter, and was lost in thought, this was a military order. But it is not an appointee, but an assembly order. He was to start the operation three days later, gather all the forces in the south, and launch a surprise attack on the Caesmere area of St. Åran. He didn't expect that Cather V's heart was already so anxious, this was a dangerous move.

If you can't capture the core of Blackstone City before winter comes, the result will be a lonely army that will not follow. There is a danger of total annihilation.

The spar flickered, and a figure gradually became clear, it was a general. Keller immediately gave a military salute. The general looked nothing out of the ordinary, but a middle-aged man with a mediocre appearance, but just ten years ago, this civilian general proved his extraordinary with a series of victories that can be said to be miraculous. Finally reached the current position, the great general that Caesar V relied on the most, but in terms of military rank. It is really one person under ten thousand people.

The general smiled peacefully, but he couldn't hide the worry between his brows.

"You got the news!"

Keller immediately understood the contradiction between the general and the king. The order was not signed by the name of the general, but by Caesar V. It can be seen that the general did not agree with this attack.

"Yes, I'm already preparing. ”

"Actually, I am not optimistic about this attack, it is a risk with the lives of countless soldiers, although war is an adventure. But given enough time, sooner or later that area will be ours. But that's all there is to it, come on, General. ”

"Yes, General. But I feel like the adventure wasn't without value. That would greatly speed up the course of the war. The form of the Northland is getting more and more severe, and we need to be more rear. Keller immediately spoke his mind.

"It's fine if you can think so, but stop killing indiscriminately, war is not about killing. Speaking of the back, the general's tone became extremely grim.

"I'll take care of it, please don't worry. Keller said respectfully, but there was some disapproval in his heart, war is the act of unscrupulous means, and killing is often the simplest means.

A village can recruit a whole army of soldiers in a year, which can provide a week's march. Not to mention a town, a city. If it is slaughtered, it is tantamount to strangling the enemy in the cradle in disguise. Moreover, the looted finances can also be used as military expenses, which is a good thing that benefits and does not cost money.

Of course, there is mercy and justice, that is, mercy and justice to one's own soldiers, one's own country, to plunder more wealth, to seize more land. For a general, this is the greatest mercy and justice.

"At this time, it seems that your Majesty the King really can't wait, but then again, he is in his fifties this year. If he wants to unify the human race alive, he has to speed up. Arthur calmly analyzed on the side.

Keller said, "I'm not here to listen to you, it's my business to fight." I've dropped you to me, you're a druid, you'll be better protected as a spellcaster!"

Arthur shrugged his shoulders in agreement. In the battle of tens of thousands of people, the power of individuals will be reduced to an extreme. Unless you open the giant god soldier, no matter how strong you are, you will be annihilated in the endless sea of people.

But the legend is an exception, so let's not talk about the mage. Once a warrior reaches the realm of legendary, the fighting spirit can be used continuously, and the number can basically be ignored. That's the terrible thing about legends, the ability to turn the tide of battle on their own.

However, the legend will not act lightly, which will directly lead to the escalation of the war, if it is a nuclear war in the words of the earth. The damage caused is unimaginable.

In the days that followed, Arthur was really like a bystander, following Keller as he gathered his troops and held secret combat meetings. A series of dazzling maneuvers in Keller's hands were weightless, casual but watertight.

I can't help but sigh that some people are born to do this.

There are also doubts about Arthur's identity, but Keller's prestige is deep. Arthur put out the name of the caster again, and he passed it gently.

As a bystander, Arthur clearly saw how the war beast condensed by hundreds of thousands of people arched itself and bared its fangs. It's a life-and-death fight with the other giant beast in front of you.

Wars need no explanations, wars don't need justifications. Justice and glory are only hypocritical flaunts.

The real war is only for survival, for better survival.

In the majestic palace, Caesar V rested quietly on his solemn throne. He didn't know it was a gamble. If you win, you will be wise and brave, and you will be wise and brave through the ages. Later generations will worship him as a god and bow down before his image.

If you lose, you are stupid and mediocre. Posterity will derive a little pleasure from the contempt for him, as if they were wiser than him.

Mortals are like that, what they see is always the result.

It's just that his general can't understand the small wish of an old man.

The life of a soldier: If a chess player has feelings for a chess piece, he can't swing these chess pieces or chips at will, how can he win? And when you win, the sacrifice of the chess piece is worthwhile. Otherwise, it is worthless.

It is clear which is more important and which is lighter.