Mage Veigar

Chapter 210 The east wind is strong!

40th Allied Regiment Headquarters.

Based on the large base of 6 people, a village emerged in the forest.

The village was surrounded by a tall wooden fence with houses neatly arranged inside the fence. A standard regiment was stationed in each small area. In the center of the village was a three-story stone fortress that was impenetrable even to fire mages.

Inside the fortress.

A huge oval round table was placed in the center of the first floor. Forty commanders sat on both sides of the table. At the head of the table was a young man with fair skin who looked less than 40 years old. His name was Neville Dahlberg.

"Cough cough cough..."

A violent cough came out of Neville's mouth. He always looked sick.

But it was precisely because of his unintentional cough that the noisy conference room suddenly became quiet, and everyone turned their eyes to him, because Neville was the commander-in-chief elected by the Allied forces.

"No need to fight."

Neville's slightly hoarse voice echoed: "Since no one wants their troops to be sacrificed, I think I should let my troops take the lead. I think you should have no objection to this."

"How can we let Captain Neville and your troops take action?"

"Yes, yes, we obey the decision."

"Anyone who disobeys the decision, please leave here."

The crowd who were arguing about which troops should be the vanguard immediately quieted down, and they finally chose to obey Neville Dahlberg's plan.

"Since there are no objections, let's adjourn the meeting."

Neville stood up and said, "We will launch a general attack at noon tomorrow and get rid of that guy who is trying to take advantage of the situation first."

"We will do our best." Everyone responded and returned to their own troops.

Neville sat in the empty conference room, a smile on his face: "There can only be one king in a forest. Unfortunately, I have my eyes on this place. You can only blame your bad luck."

When talking about Neville Dahlberg, we have to mention his father——

The Director of the Academic Affairs Office, who is in charge of the graduation qualifications and assignments of the students, Major General Kafyn Dahlberg!
It is precisely because of the existence of his father that he, as a level 3 student, is known to everyone. He can even make all the students obey his orders and voluntarily form an alliance to serve him.

What will happen if you disobey him?
If someone can guarantee that he will get the first place in the general plan, it doesn't matter. But if he can't guarantee the first place and offends Neville, then whether he can graduate smoothly will be a problem. If he fails the political review, he will be sent back to his original unit directly...

As imagined, the plan that seemed fair was, in fact, not fair.

Neville passed by the forest two days ago and finally took a fancy to this place. Then, relying on his face, he successfully got all the troops to give up fighting and volunteer to serve him. As for the first-year students who didn't know him, they had all been wiped out.

His goal is not simply to pass the first level.

Neville's real goal is not only to be the first in the General Plan, he also wants to be the first in every level. Only in this way can he be worthy of his status as the general. Anyone who stands in his way -

Either choose to surrender or turn into dust.

He has already kept in mind those who dared to resist, and is ready to settle accounts with them after the plan is completed.

Now, a discordant voice appeared in the place he had set his eyes on.

An unknown commander secretly assembled a force of more than 10,000 people. Even Neville, who was quite confident in his command ability and determined to surpass his master, admitted that he could not do it.

He is the descendant of a general!
How could he, who had received the best military education since childhood, be inferior to others?

Therefore, he had no intention of recruiting Vega. His burning jealousy made him ready to destroy Vega and use his father's power to expel Vega from school.

unreasonable?

Bully? An elephant crushing an ant to death does not need any reason.

His identity was clear. In his eyes, Vega was just an ant. He could kill an ant based on his personal preference.

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Veigar stood on top of a 40-meter-tall pine tree.

He discovered that only by standing at this highest point could he look up at the starry sky freely. If he was covered by the towering trees, he would not only be unable to see the stars, but also unable to enjoy the sunlight.

In order to stand on top, he must take this first place.

But unfortunately, as the decisive battle is approaching, he has not yet come up with any practical solution.

Conventional warfare?

He did not think that 1 people could defeat 6 people, not to mention that his main force had just been incorporated not long ago and could not exert % of its combat effectiveness for the time being.

Guerrilla tactics?

Both sides have almost the same understanding of this land, and if they disperse rashly, they will only be defeated one by one.

No matter whether it was conventional warfare or guerrilla warfare, no matter from which angle he started, he seemed to have no chance of winning. The huge gap in numbers made Vega feel helpless.

Escape from the forest?

This is indeed an effective method.

But he only has 11 points now, and he doesn't know where the other main battlefields are. Once he leaves the forest and gets lost, and wanders around outside for 6 months, he is likely to be eliminated due to insufficient points.

In other words, there is only one battle left.

If he could control this forest, he could use it as a foundation to plan for other main battlefields. Even if he couldn't find other battlefields, he would have at least a 70% chance of getting points in the forest, so he could stay in the top 100.

slam-la-

A strong wind blew by, awakening Vega's thoughts.

He couldn't help but tighten his collar; the strong cold wind made him want to go back to the camp.

"The wind is blowing from the southeast today."

Vega felt the wind blowing in the opposite direction. He remembered that the northwest wind had been blowing for the past few days, and the wind was not as strong as today, so he secretly guessed that this was probably a prelude to the change of seasons.

"Wait, southeast wind?"

Vega opened his mouth, and his voice, filled with surprise and joy, was lost in the freezing wind.

If he remembered correctly, the enemy's garrison was located northwest of him. Although it was winter and it was dark and damp inside, it was indeed a forest with dense trees.

Recall it carefully.

There were countless battles in history where the outnumbered side won over the larger force, but there was only one that left the deepest impression on Vega - fire attack.

Both the Battle of Chibi and the Burning of Eight Hundred Camps were classic battles in which the weak defeated the strong. The former destroyed Cao's million-strong army with a single fire and established the division of the world into three parts in one fell swoop, while the latter burned 70 Shu troops, severely damaging the vitality of Shu Han.

In addition, the east wind is strong now.

Vega felt it necessary to let the natives who thought they could do whatever they wanted because of their numbers have a taste of fire attack, and at the same time tell these commanders that defeating the enemy with a smaller force is not just the privilege of generals.

(End of this chapter)