Mage Veigar

Chapter 734: The Great Escape

For Hausman.

There are only two goals now.

The first one is undoubtedly to show himself in front of Vega and prove his loyalty, while at the same time making immortal contributions to the Galan Empire in the limited time that follows, and then retreat behind the scenes and live a pampered life again.

In addition to this goal.

Hausman's second goal is to defeat Foster, the perennial runner-up.

It was that guy who caused him to lose his peaceful life and brought him his first failure in life. Now he must make Foster suffer the consequences and make him regret for the rest of his life for not following his advice on the East Coast.

Fortunately.

The second goal does not conflict with the first.

Foster is a veteran officer of the Empire and a well-known officer who has been active on the front lines for many years. As long as Foster is defeated and the Empire's plan to destroy the rebels and stabilize the internal situation fails, he will be completely separated from the Empire.

Because the Empire would never accept an officer who destroyed their important plans.

This is not only understood by Hausmann, Vega must also be very clear about it.

In other words, if he could defeat the Imperial Army next time, it would be like proving his loyalty to Vega.

As long as he can prove his loyalty to the Galan Empire to Vega, then Vega can safely and boldly entrust him with important tasks, instead of being like now, not daring to take him lightly and not even willing to keep him in the country after being invited to fight against the rebels.

Once Vega entrusted him with an important task.

Is he still afraid that he won't have the chance to gain merit?
Although Hausman believed that he was no longer at his peak, it was still an easy task for him to win a few battles and expand the territory of the Galan Empire.

So this will be an opportunity.

Hausman had wanted to stop Coverdale and tell him that he would take over the war, but after several hesitations, he finally decided that the best time had not yet come.

People become better with age.

As a man who reached the peak of his career as soon as he debuted, was invincible in military affairs, and turned the East into his back garden through political intrigue, it is impossible for Hausman not to understand that adding icing on the cake is far less than providing timely help.

The rebels are not at their last.

Therefore, choosing to help Coverdale at this time would certainly earn him gratitude, but if he helped when the rebels suffered their first defeat, he could raise the price and make the other party owe him a big favor.

There is this favor.

If the Jialan Empire abandons him one day, he might still have a way out. Although the possibility of the Jialan Empire abandoning him due to its shortage of soldiers and generals is very small, but a cunning rabbit has three burrows, and Hausman’s favorite thing to do is to leave a way out for himself.

But what surprised Hausman was.

Despite the empire's frenzied attack, the rebels still held their ground.

With his superhuman perseverance, Coverdale stood at the front and persisted until the end of the war.

He laughed wildly at the soldiers: "Soldiers, watch carefully! We are undefeated! So far, the Empire has attacked for a total of 21 times, but they have not even broken through our first line of defense. They have no way to deal with us!"

"Long live the chief! Long live the chief!"

The soldiers cheered again. Coverdale was like a cult leader. He used one victory after another that could not be called a victory to brainwash the soldiers, making them unilaterally believe that they were very strong and the Imperial Army had no way to deal with them.

————Imperial Army, Headquarters.

Foster kept tapping the table.

He looked at a captain of the Judgment Legion and frowned as he asked, "Are you sure your men dealt a heavy blow to the rebel leader? You promised me beforehand that Coverdale would be unable to participate in the attack due to his injuries, but what is the truth?"

"I guarantee that he won't survive the next war."

Facing Foster's questioning, the leader of the Judgment Legion showed no fear.

First of all, they are not from the same system. Foster may be able to influence the internal trial system with his status, but his status within the system is not low either, which is equivalent to the authority of a lieutenant general in the military, so there is no need to be afraid.

Second.

This time, the trial system spoke for the first time after eradicating the dark group headed by Holt Machete. The personnel dispatched were the elite of the elite, and he was quite confident in his subordinates' abilities. Even if the rebel leader was not killed by his subordinates, he would definitely not be able to move freely like before.

Therefore, he guaranteed that Coverdale would not survive the next war.

"Can I trust your promise again?"

Foster asked with a skeptical look. The military had never had a good impression of the Inquisition System. If the military was unable to behead Coverdale, he would not have let the Inquisition System intervene in this war.

"General, do you have any other choice besides trusting me?"

With a mocking tone, the head of the Judgment Corps insinuated, "Without our Judgment System's intervention, even if you were given another six months, you probably wouldn't be able to defeat this rebel army. Your military has the most resources, but is doing the least."

"Are you serious about what you are saying, Your Excellency?"

Foster's eyes showed a dangerous look. "It took your judicial system nearly two years to solve an unknown terrorist organization, and the overseas organizations were almost completely wiped out. In terms of incompetence, your judicial system is second to none. Who dares to claim to be first?"

"Strong words."

The team leader responded: "If the trial system can get enough resources..."

"Are you questioning the government's resource allocation plan?" The recording crystal in Foster's hand was shining. The captain's face changed. He didn't dare to say anything else. He snorted and left.

Wait until the team leader leaves.

Foster rubbed his forehead in pain. "Given the arrogant character of the judicial system, it would not lie. It seems that Coverdale can no longer support a few more wars. It is time to put an end to this war. I didn't expect that suppressing a small rebel army would be so tortuous, and it would take so much effort and sacrifice."

Stand up.

Foster ordered the entire army to launch another attack.

The scale of this attack was even greater than the previous ones, but Coverdale was still just a mortal.

After holding on for five hours, when the magic erosion corroded his body for the third time, he fell to the ground in front of everyone.

"The leader has fallen! The leader has fallen!"

"We can't stop them. We can't stop them. Retreat!"

I don't know who shouted this, but when they saw their spiritual pillar had fallen to the ground and was being taken away from the front line by the guards, this group of "militia" immediately started to flee. The unbreakable first line of defense fell after a month and a half.

(End of this chapter)