Mage Veigar

Chapter 251 The final battle begins

No one noticed that Tiles was sneering.

As a general who had fought against Vega before, he had the most say in this matter.

Although Vega's foundation is not solid, from the beginning to now, Tiers has noticed that Vega is obviously not an ordinary general who relies on basic knowledge to make a living, but a genius commander who relies on his extremely keen sense of war and wins miracles time and time again.

Throughout history.

Any general who can fight a miraculous battle like Vega in reality can basically proudly say that he is a famous general. Even if he dies on the battlefield, he will have no regrets in his life, and he may even go down in history because of his representative war.

However, Vega treated miracle battles as commonplace, and he amazed the generals in the review group time and time again.

Regrettably.

The inherent pride of these generals made them selectively ignore the difficulty of these wars, and they almost comforted themselves in a self-deceptive way that this was an imaginary place of war, and victory here did not mean victory in reality.

Humans can only see what they want to see.

What they saw was their own superiority, what they saw was that Vega's foundation was too poor, but they never...or should we say, they selectively ignored Vega's terrifyingness in the war.

Tiles would never stand up to remind these arrogant and self-confident generals, because even if he did, he would probably be treated as an idiot. Besides, Kafyn's victory or defeat had nothing to do with him, Vega was his student.

In Tils's opinion.

Don't mention the choice of map, weakening of troops, and 5% level. Even if Kafuin has half as many troops as Veigar, he will still be abused by Veigar and unable to take care of himself. Other tactics are not mentioned for the moment. The title of the father of guerrilla warfare is not in vain.

But Kafin Dalberg did not think so. He also selectively recalled Vega's glorious military exploits of commanding millions of troops, destroying the invading army of the United Kingdom, and retaking Kareni.

Instead, he thought this was his last and best chance to get revenge.

How could a mere 1st-grade freshman, a 12-year-old child, a commander who had never seen a big scene, be a match for a major general like him? He even felt that if he gave up 1/5 of his troops, he would be able to defeat Vega so badly that he couldn't even raise his head.

That’s the kind of confidence!
As a general who has experienced many battles, how could he not be able to defeat a child who relied on luck to win?

There is a limit to jokes.

To put it bluntly, the Miracle Battle was nothing more than a battle of luck. Vega could create it once, twice, three times, four times... could he create it five times? Even if Vega got lucky again, as a general, why would he be afraid?

He is a general, not a student.

In the face of absolute strength, any luck is a joke.

With this confidence, Kraft walked out of the audit team meeting room proudly.

When he returned home, he told the news to his son Neville Dahlberg. This time, whether for himself or his son, he would let Vega taste the taste of failure.

After hearing the news.

Neville was so angry with Vega that he wanted to mock him immediately, but for the sake of the overall situation, he forced himself to endure it. However, it was inevitable that he and Kraft celebrated their promotion that night.

Let’s talk about Vega.

He didn't know that the so-called generals' battle meant a real fight with the generals, so he was still leisurely in the officers' dormitory, touching the ornamental goldfish, and thinking about whether he should stew Qilis's goldfish when she returned.

After thinking it over, Vega gave up this plan.

After all, I was a member of the Animal Protection Association in my previous life at university. As a very caring Chinese youth, killing defenseless small animals is indeed a bit excessive, and I need to restrain myself in any case.

So after Vega went out to eat, he went back to bed and had a good sleep. The next day.

After getting enough rest, Vega walked towards the war building. Today would be the last battle.

As long as he wins this war, he will truly step into the upper echelons of the empire and have a certain degree of say. Correspondingly, he will be safer in the war, because you can't let a general rush to the front line in a war.

But just halfway through, a familiar yet unfamiliar figure appeared in front of Vega.

The reason why he said he was familiar was naturally because Neville would come to taunt him almost before the start of each stage, which allowed Veigar to finally remember the face of this "passerby". The reason why he said he was unfamiliar was because he still didn't know Neville's name, so he could only regretfully call him "passerby".

"Little brat, you can't show off for much longer. Today is your turn..."

Before the repetitive lines were spoken, Vega, who was a little nervous about the final battle, punched Neville without hesitation this time: "As a typical third-rate villain, you can be said to be very successful, but I really have tolerated you for a long time."

Neville opened his mouth, then finally turned and ran.

He ran while making a wronged sound, "Even my father was reluctant to beat me when I was little, you little brat, just wait, my father will definitely teach you a lesson for me."

"No matter their age, who is the little devil?"

The slightly nervous mood was relieved by Neville's episode, and Vega began to enter the war building with a happy mood, thinking that the next time he met the other party, he would pay him some medical expenses as a thank you.

Go upstairs.

The long-awaited review team leader explained the rules of the final battle and took Vega to a special training room.

This special training room had no partitions, only rune chairs. Someone was already sitting on one of the chairs. That person was naturally Major General Kafyn Dahlberg. Under the instructions of the team leader, Vega sat opposite Kafyn.

With a series of changes in front of the eyes, the land of war opened.

"Major, make your choice quickly."

Across the oval stage, Kafin looked at Vega who had just appeared and said, “I’ll make it clear in advance that you have the right to choose the map this time. I will also give up 1/5 of my troops and will show mercy to you. If you still cannot defeat me, you will lose the qualification to receive the final reward. You should understand this clearly.”

"I understand."

Vega chose the city map, which was his best map, and he did not dare to be careless at all.

After finishing everything, he saluted towards Kafin and said, "The battle will start in 24 hours. Please give me your advice, General."

As soon as the words fell, the scene changed instantly.

This city map is similar to the one used in the battle with Tiles. There is a rushing river between the two cities, but there are some differences. The specific difference is that the two cities are no longer located along the river, but are surrounded by mountains and ridges dozens of kilometers away from the river.

In other words.

If Vega wants to capture the enemy city and reduce Kaf'in's army to less than 1%, he not only needs to cross the river, but also the pass that is most vulnerable to ambushes before he can truly start a regular siege.

Of course there is another way, which is to wait for the opportunity to come.

However, the time limit for this final battle is half a year. Given the map selection, troop superiority, and the enemy's slackness, the review team's opinion is that if Vega fails to capture the city of Kafuin and reduce his troop strength to less than 1% within half a year, it will be considered a failure.

therefore.

This time, Vega could only take the initiative to attack, and he couldn't wait for the opponent to tire out like he did in the battle with Els.

(End of this chapter)