I'm in Terra

"Go! Let's evacuate!" Seeing his troops disappearing like snowflakes, the officer, who had just been awakened, knew that this battle could not be fought. So he made a quick decision to abandon the camp and command the troops to evacuate from the eastern exit first.

Victor had seen all of this, and as he watched the enemy officer finally emerge, he sneered, removed the vial hanging from his chest, and, tilting his head back, guzzled the liquor. By the time the liquor was finished, Victor's fair skin had begun to glow red, and wisps of steam were rising from his body.

He drew his bow, his arrow drawn like the moon. Fueled by the fervor of alcohol, a streak of black light shot out from Victoria's hand, aiming directly at the remnants of the army that had just broken out of the camp. The officer giving the orders felt a chill in his chest, and gradually lost consciousness.

Until the last moment of his life, he had no idea how he was shot in the crowd.

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With a long, stale breath, Victory slung the now-empty longbow back behind him. This last arrow was specially prepared for the officer he had never met before. It seemed to have a very good effect.

"Distribute fifty men to pursue the scattered deserters. The remaining soldiers will first clean up the battlefield. Gather all the property, supplies, and equipment, and then send people to dispose of the bodies of these soldiers."

Seeing that the situation was settled, Victor calmly began to command. War was only a means to an end, and what was to be done next was not something that could be accomplished by simply killing a few people.

'Achievement: Commanding an Army. Leading the troops and fighting bravely. A general who has never personally fought on the battlefield is nothing more than a useless figurehead. And you have just taken the first step.'

"Showing off your commanding presence in front of the army, Merit Points +300."

'Achievement: Kill the general and capture the city. The general is a water general, and the city is a water city, but the territory and wealth obtained will not deceive you.'

Kill the highest commander in the city with your own hands and assign a territory to your rule. Merit points +2000.

PS: Friends

"86 War Zone Doesn't Exist, But Gundam Exists!"

A General's Success: 19 Bear Poses

Overnight, a territory changed hands. This kind of thing was rare even in ancient cities, let alone in today's modern society. But when the citizens of Alcor woke up, they found that the town they knew so well had changed overnight.

Normally, no one dared to visit the military camps at the corners, so nothing could be found. However, the lord's mansion in the center of the town was exceptionally conspicuous. Large numbers of black-clad soldiers entered and exited the mansion, and groups of soldiers patrolled the streets from time to time.

At first, the soldiers of Alcor thought that their lord had come up with some new tricks, but some of them saw that the patrolling soldiers looked unfamiliar and bravely stepped forward to ask.

It would have been fine if they hadn't asked, but once they did, the situation was completely chaotic. The soldiers claimed to have come from the northern city of Norvinsk, on orders from the Governor-General of Luxembourg to cleanse the empire of this cancer.

The leader of the team was none other than Victory Kalashnikov, the brother of the Luxembourg Governor, the son of a general, and the Lord of Norvinsk. As for who the cancer was...

The soldiers didn't say anything, but the citizens didn't need to ask any more questions, as it must be Lord Alco.

As soon as the news came out, it spread quickly throughout the territory of Alcor. If Victoria had not issued the order to block the city, the news would have spread to all parts of Alcor within a day.

After the excitement and joy came anxiety and worry. Although the citizens generally celebrated the immediate liquidation of their harsh lord, many also worried that their future lives would be even worse.

"Time is limited, and I can't take care of the countryside for the time being."

In the luxurious study of the Alcor Mansion, Victoria tapped the table lightly, his expression uneasy. "We can no longer attack the next territory. Although we have plundered a large amount of wealth, we still need merchants to exchange it for the resources needed to operate the city and the army. I have already entrusted the caravan with the wealth of the Roan Territory. Until they return, the Alcor Territory can only maintain a conservative attitude in governance."

A young official standing before Victoria wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked tentatively, "Do you mean to say you plan to withdraw your troops?"

"Don't worry, I'll keep the two hundred standing troops here permanently." Victor understood the official's concerns. "I originally ordered two hundred extra soldiers just to prevent this situation from happening. Until the next territory is under our control, these two hundred soldiers will remain stationed in Alcor to maintain order and seal off the town."

"Your Excellency is perceptive." The official bowed deeply. "While the towns can be sealed off, rural gossip is likely difficult to suppress. Your Excellency has assumed the title of Acting Governor to appease the people. If word gets out, explaining the situation won't be a big deal, but alerting the smaller territories in the southeast will be disastrous."

"Don't worry about this matter. I have it all figured out." Victoria smiled confidently and handed the written order to the silent reserve officer beside him. "You will govern according to the predetermined plan. Three of you will formulate policies and handle municipal affairs. One will command the army and provide oversight. The last one will lead a small team and maintain contact with Roen County and Norvinsk. In half a month at most, or a week at least, I and the Flying Bear Army will return and head south."

"Yes." The silent official took the order with a serious expression and bowed deeply with the other four.

Victoria nodded, stood up, and escorted the others out of the study. Before leaving, he gave them a few words of advice: "Also, during your time in office, if you encounter local citizens who love the people, are literate, and know how to behave, you may recruit them to your ranks. You are all outstanding young men selected from Norvinsk. It would be a waste to spend your youth in a small border town. Once the situation stabilizes, I will recall you to a larger arena, so please be sure to cultivate local talent to prevent a smooth handover."

Several people looked at each other and responded in unison: "We are willing to die for our Lord."

"Alright, get back to work," Victoria said with a gentle smile, sending the reserve officers off. Only after they had all left the mansion did Victoria turn to look at Hunting Bee, who had snuck in mid-sentence.

"What's wrong? Why are you here so late? What happened?"

Hunting Bee pouted and lay down in front of Victoria, showing her round, firm legs and small, perky buttocks to Victoria. "Go ahead and beat him up! You let a patrol team escape."

Victoria raised his eyebrows and symbolically patted the girl's hips. "Tell me what happened? Logically, no one should be able to escape from the encirclement."

"What bad luck!" Hunting Bee's pretty face flushed. She pushed herself upside down with both hands and spun around. "Halfway through the battle, a patrol team just happened to return from outside. Seeing the scene in the camp, they abandoned their baggage and ran away. Because that team rode a few small sleds, I led a group of soldiers to chase them for quite a while, but we only caught up with those on foot."

"That's really not your fault," Victoria sighed softly. He knew that accidents were something you could never prevent. Instead of blaming the girl before him, he should think about how to make amends.

"Can you still run? I have an urgent task for you. If you complete it, I will spare you this time."

Hunter Bee's ears twitched, and he instantly became alert: "Tell me about it!"

Looking at the bee-hunting and horse-like eyes, Victoria took out a map of Luxembourg, thought for a moment, and then drew a few circles on the avenue in the southwest of Arco.

"I'll assign you one hundred Flying Bear soldiers. First, lead them quickly back to seize control of the town we came from. Then, split the troops into two groups. Have fifty of them patrol each village, announcing the upcoming restructuring and searching for any escaped patrols. You, with the remaining fifty soldiers, will ride sleds south. Once you reach the border of your territory, turn west to the several avenues I've circled."

Huntsman blinked, trying to remember Victoria's instructions: "Is it to search for the escaped pickets?"

"By the way, please help me deliver a letter." Victoria nodded. "According to the agreement between me and the guerrillas, they should be stationed near the circle I drew. Find them and give them my handwritten letter."

"Got it." Hunter Bee nodded, indicating that he would remember it.

Victor pinched Hunting Bee's cheek, then returned to his study and retrieved a recently written letter. Ever since he'd confirmed that Alcor was short on food but rich in wealth, he'd already begun planning to have guerrillas fill the gap in this information. Now, having Hunting Bee run an errand under the guise of a pursuit patrol was a perfect opportunity, killing two birds with one stone.

PS: Three chapters today, watch the game in the evening.

Image: "Hunter Bee's Mistake Recognition Posture", Location: "Images/1729338144-100416454-112250453.jpg"

A General's Success: 20 Defense Lines Extended

On the snowy field where fine snow was falling, several sleds were sliding rapidly on the ice track. The patrol team members who had just escaped from Alcor were riding the sleds and running in a panic.

"Hurry, run! Don't let those men in black catch up!!!"

"Why are you in such a hurry? Drive steadily! I saw that those guys in black clothes seemed to be walking, not riding bikes!"

"Really? Then what should we do next? Go back to the town from the other side?"

"Are you really stupid or are you just pretending to be? Did we see anyone outside when we were going back? They probably came all the way from the southeast. The fact they could reach our camp means the town has already been breached! In my opinion, instead of going back to die, we might as well go straight to Luxembourg! If we can report the enemy invasion as soon as possible, we might even get a reward!"

"Good idea! I'll turn around right now! When we get to Luxembourg, we'll tell them we're the team sent by the Lord to ask for help. The town is probably already taken by those men in black, and it's unclear whether the Lord can survive."

"That's true, but could you please ride slower? We're going through a snowy forest ahead, don't crash into a tree!"

"Don't worry, I ride this sled every now and then, so this little thing won't faze me. Wait, is there anyone up ahead???"

“Pfft—Ahhh—”

Just as the patrols slowed down in surprise, Frost Star, who had seen them from afar, attacked without hesitation. Frost Star casually unleashed a dense stream of icicles, a lethal attack that easily pierced the patrols' flesh as the two sides collided.

"Where did these black bugs come from? Why are they rushing towards us in such a hurry?" Frost Star put down the dead wood she had collected, pulled out an injection from her pocket, and gently injected herself with a tiny amount of the liquid. The sleds were moving at an extremely fast speed, and it was obviously impossible to stop the snow monsters. Therefore, she could only forcefully activate her Originium skills to shoot the black bugs that were about to pass them on the spot.

Hearing Froststar's doubts, several snow monsters rushed forward to clean up the mess. They expertly tore the frozen corpses from the carts, slashed their throats, and then carefully looted them. The sleds were carefully pushed away, to be sent to the Shield Guards for inspection.

After searching for a few minutes, the snow monsters stripped the clothes of the black bugs with disgust on their faces: "Big sister, these people have no food or water with them, and they left in such a hurry. I wonder if something happened?"

"No surprise." After hearing the snow monsters' report, Frost Star nodded in relief: "Victori asked us to guard the intersection, maybe to guard against these people. Send a few guys with bows and crossbows to explain the situation to the old stubborn man and help them guard the intersection. If a few sleds rush over, the name of the guerrillas will be laughed to death by the infected people in Norvinsk."

"Yes!" The snow monsters obeyed and left. Yelena continued to lead the team to collect firewood. Spring was about to arrive, and the snowfield would usher in the coldest days. They had to prepare food and fuel in advance to avoid being frozen to death by the icy night wind.

But before Froststar and the others could take a few steps, they heard the sound of a sled sliding past in the distance. Froststar frowned and waved his hand. The snow monsters around him immediately understood and dropped their firewood, readying their crossbows for long-range shooting.

As the two sides gradually closed in, the snow monsters frowned at the sight of a sea of black-clad soldiers. Compared to the few large and small cats before, the ones approaching now were clearly serious soldiers. Their group of firewood gatherers was relatively small this time, and it was obvious they couldn't contend with so many soldiers.

Just when Yelena was thinking about whether to take the snow monsters and disguise themselves as passing woodcutters and hunters, she never expected that the sleds would slow down and stop in front of everyone.

Before Froststar could get a closer look at the soldiers, a petite girl in a jet-black coat emerged from the car. She unfolded the map she was clutching and pretended to study it for a long moment. Then, she looked up at the snow monsters, contemplating them for a moment before approaching Froststar.

"You're the guerrilla snow monster team, right? Um, is Sister Froststar here?"

Frost Star raised his eyebrows and looked at the girl's attire carefully. When he saw a familiar medal pinned to the collar of the girl's black military coat, Frost Star quickly raised his hand to signal the snow monsters to put down their weapons.

"I'm Frost Star. Are you the contact person sent by Victoria? Why not Miss Dorothy?"

Hearing Frost Star mention Dorothy's name, the girl breathed a sigh of relief. "Sister Dorothy has been working too hard lately and has been recuperating in Norvinsk these days. My name is Shura, or you can call me Hunting Bee. I'm Victory's bodyguard and sparring partner. And, for now, I'm the team leader."

"I understand." Froststar nodded. "Are there any new commissions? Or are you here to escort the infected we have to Norvinsk?"

"It's a commission." Shura smiled slightly and showed Shuangxing the map in his hand. "This is our current location, right? Victor said you should send a team to station near these villages for one to two weeks. No one is allowed to pass through. Once the two weeks are up, the commission will be completed."

"Continue to deepen the blockade?" Frost Star took the map and glanced at it, frowning with a headache. "The terrain around here doesn't look suitable for garrisoning. If something unexpected happens, we may not be able to hold it."

Hearing Froststar's concerns, Hunter Bee smiled and patted his barren chest. "Well, don't worry, no army will come. Victoria asked you to block this place only to prevent spies from infiltrating. To put it bluntly, this area is already desolate and remote, so a simple blockade is all that's needed."

Glancing at Bee Hunter's untouched chest, Frost Star inexplicably felt much better. "If that's all, then it's fine. But did Victoria mention the reward?"

"Remuneration?" Hunter Bee scratched his head, then suddenly realized: "Oh, he did mention it. He said that once the blockade is over, you can always get supplies from the nearby villages. As for the resettlement of the infected you mentioned earlier, we should be able to start right away."

"Can we get supplies nearby at any time?" Frost Star was a little confused. Why could we get supplies at any time after the road was blocked? Could it be that all the nearby villages had been infiltrated by Victoria?

Wait, infiltration? Frost Star glanced at the burly, fierce-looking soldiers behind Bee Hunter, many of whom were covered in blood. It was obvious they had just been through a bloody battle. As for the target of that bloody battle...

Frost Star recalled the madly fleeing black bugs they had just encountered, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

"Could it be that Victoria has already taken down all the nearby villages and towns?"

Froststar responded with a curious look from Hunter Bee: "Huh? How did you know? Did I just tell you that?"

A General's Success: 21 Little Thoughts

"The mission was accomplished. The guys who escaped were also killed."

Unlike the sneaky look when he came back in the morning, the Hunter Bee returned in the evening with a face full of confidence and joy: "Give me the reward quickly."

Hearing the shameless request for a reward from Hunting Bee, Victor, who was reviewing the plan, didn't even look up: "Did the guerrillas stop them? Want another spanking?"

Upon hearing this, Hunting Bee clamped her legs together, subconsciously protecting her little butt. After realizing that Victoria had no intention of doing anything, she mustered up the courage to pout and complain: "Don't worry about who took care of it, just tell me whether it was taken care of or not."

Victoria shook his head speechlessly. "That's it, then. I'll treat you to some honey barbecue when we get back. But right now... I'm a little tired. Come and give me a massage. Yeah, all around."

"Tsk, you only know how to order people around." Following Victoria's hint, Bee Hunter blushed and obediently walked behind him. When the two were almost touching, Bee Hunter whispered in Victoria's ear, "Sister Shuangxing said she wants to meet you after the commission you posted is completed."

"uh-huh."

Victoria closed his eyes, enjoying the girl's tender but powerful massage. Only the barely perceptible humming sound proved that the boy was listening carefully.

At the same time, in the Norvinsk City Hall, Dorothy was sitting in Victoria's seat and working hard, while Kashena, who was also a secretary and assistant, was sipping coffee and daydreaming.

There was no other way. Dorothy had been in a bad mood the past few days. Without Victoria's punctual wake-up call, she was exhausted and often slept until noon before hastily waking up. After a hurried lunch, she rushed to the city hall to deal with the accumulated affairs.

Although these government affairs were not complicated and could be left to Victoria to handle after his return, how could Dorothy miss the opportunity to help Victoria with his chores? Thus, the city hall office presented such an absurd scene.

"Ms. Dorothy, I have always wanted to ask you a question." Kashena put down the fragrant coffee in her hand and asked meaningfully.

"Well, say it quickly if you have something to say. I still have six documents to look at." Dorothy, who was thinking, covered her head with her hands in embarrassment after being interrupted by Kasheina. She had just calculated the data and accidentally forgot it all when she was distracted. She would have to recalculate it later.

Kasheina didn't rush to ask questions. Instead, she poured another cup of coffee and brought it to Dorothy. "Have some coffee to wake you up. You won't be able to handle government affairs well if you're not in good shape, okay?"

"Thank you." Dorothy's eyes lit up as she smelled the fragrant coffee. She sipped it in small sips, ignoring the scalding water. "What question did you want to ask?"

Kashena smiled slightly and sat down in front of Dorothy, propping up her chin with her right hand lazily. "I was wondering, which one would Victoria prefer, a semi-finished product with a promising future or a finished product?"

Dorothy tilted her head and replied meaningfully, "It should be a semi-finished product. The young master has a bit of a cultivation habit, always likes to shape things into the shape he wants. So, a semi-finished product that is almost finished might score higher in the young master's heart, right?"

"Is it a habit?" Kashiena glanced at Dorothy, who was pretending to be so, and chuckled with interest: "Haha, it seems to be true. Thank you, Miss Dorothy, I understand now."

Seeing that Kashiena had stopped bothering her, Dorothy returned to looking through the documents in front of her. As she was flipping through them, she suddenly had a good idea: "That's good. I have to get back to work. Oh, and by the way, how about Sister Kashiena help me out? I have so many documents I can't finish reading. Could Sister Kashiena pick out a couple of them and help me sort them out? When the young master comes back, I'll put in a good word for you."

"No need." Seeing Dorothy showing the map of Yan State, Kashiena chuckled and nodded at the coffee cup in front of Dorothy. "I have already finished my political achievements in the past few days. Miss Dorothy, you should work hard on your own."

Watching Kashena's actions, Dorothy suddenly realized, "So that group of grain merchants who arrived yesterday was Miss Kashena's idea? I heard them say someone introduced them, and I thought it was someone from the Norvinsk Chamber of Commerce."

Kasheina laughed and said, "That's a bit of a joke. No matter how clever the merchants in Norvinsk are, they can't possibly go to Saint Steed Castle to do business. These improved coffee beans, unique to southern Ursus, taste pretty good, right?"

Dorothy smacked her lips and couldn't help but take another sip: "It's really delicious."

On the third day, having completed the initial cleanup of Alcor, Victor assembled his troops and prepared to return to Norvinsk. Like Roan, Alcor, short of troops and food, could not undertake large-scale reforms. Beyond issuing some tax cuts and policies to encourage commerce and farming, even Victor himself could do little more. Furthermore, the daily food expenses for the three hundred Flying Bear soldiers were enormous, making their continued presence here a complete waste. It would be best to return to camp quickly and await the next opportunity for deployment.

Unfortunately, both territories were deeply afflicted by the local lords, and at least for the time being, they were unable to provide any substantial assistance to Victoria. Whether in terms of manpower or rations, neither territory could meet Victoria's expectations. And as for the merits Victoria so longed for? These dilapidated territories were incapable of providing even a fraction.

Apart from the reward given by the merit system for conquering them, Victoria's daily operations during this period were completely fruitless.

Fortunately, the two lords had a rich private stash, which could be exchanged for a large amount of food and fodder after a period of operation. As expected, attacking the local tyrants and robbing their treasuries was the correct way to conquer this land.

After leaving the food and fodder and two hundred infected soldiers in Alcor, Victor led the Flying Bear Army on the return journey.

It's an iron rule that food and fodder must be prepared before troops move. After field surveys in Roan and Alcor, Victoria had completely given up hope for the food reserves in his next territory. Fighting to support the war was simply unrealistic; the correct approach was to wait patiently for the flow of money and fodder.

As for the situation in Luxembourg and Woden Town? Victor could only hope his two brothers would be more helpful and help him buy some more time. If that didn't work out, he would have to activate the backup plan he had already thought of.

PS: I feel lazy as soon as the weekend comes. This is definitely not Hokusai’s problem, it’s human instinct!

A General's Success: 22 Invisible Confrontation