I'm in Terra

In comparison, Victoria has a better option.

Bodracasti, the former lord of the Wendigo Court and now the only pure-blooded Wendigo.

His presence is conspicuous and unique enough that he is obviously the most suitable coordinate.

Thinking of this, Victoria immediately searched for the soul beside him. Before entering the world of consciousness, he was sitting opposite the Hunting Bee. With the help of the Hunting Bee's soul, he could determine the specific direction and narrow the search area.

Soon, Victoria discovered the coordinates he had been searching for to the west. As the last Wendigo, Bodracasti's soul was strikingly reflected. Even a single glance could etch its abyssal depths into the hearts of those who watched.

Victoria thought for a few seconds and did not directly transcend the dimension using the Patriot's coordinates. Instead, he looked around him and found the soul that was cold but also cute.

After determining the coordinates of Frost Star, Victor closed his eyes and activated Dimension Transcendence again.

The door to the world of will gradually closed, and Victor felt his body being twisted and pulled. When everything calmed down, Victor's figure had quietly appeared next to a row of tents.

Even without entering the tent, Victoria could still hear the sound of reading coming from inside. Victoria raised his eyebrows and gently lifted the tent curtain.

"Who?"

The curtain swung with a rather loud noise, and the sound of reading in the tent suddenly stopped. Victoria didn't intend to waste any time and introduced himself promptly: "It's me, Victoria."

After a brief silence, Shuang Xing, wearing a thick coat, emerged from the tent. Seeing that it was indeed Victor himself waiting outside the tent, Shuang Xing, without a word, pulled Victor into an empty tent not far away.

"I thought you would never come to see me again." Looking at Victoria's smiling face so close to her, Frost Star pinched her thigh a little unrealistically, and then nimbly rekindled the campfire in the tent.

"You can always see me if you want," Victor replied pointedly, then lowered his voice and asked, "Are you and Mr. Patriot really not considering joining me? Although we can't achieve substantial liberation, with your help, the infected people in Luxembourg will be in a situation countless times better than they are now."

"Without our help, you would still treat the infected the same way, wouldn't you?" Frost Star blushed, feeling that her words were a bit despicable. "What the old stubborn man wants is to liberate all the infected in Ursus and find a way to heal this twisted country. He can't stay in Luxembourg forever, and I can't abandon him... I'm sorry."

Victoria shook his head and rubbed Frost Star's cheek with a smile: "There's no need to apologize to me. You don't owe me anything. On the contrary, I need your help now."

Frost Star carefully held Victoria's hand. The warmth from this hand made her intoxicated, but she was worried that her body temperature would destroy this rare warmth.

"As long as I can, I will help you no matter what it is."

"Really?" Victoria opened his arms and hugged Shuangxing tightly. "Then let's hug one last time before we say goodbye, okay?"

Yelena did not answer, but her tight embrace with Victor had revealed her thoughts clearly. The two of them hugged each other quietly by the campfire for several minutes until Victor's body gradually became cold and stiff, and then they reluctantly separated.

"The final decisive battle between Count Rossia in the west and Governor Carter of Luxembourg is imminent. I plan to lead my troops into the fray at the height of the fighting and completely overturn the situation in Luxembourg. To ensure both sides can be defeated in one fell swoop, I need someone to lead a team westward to kill Count Rossia while Rossia's defenses are at their weakest."

"Let us raid and kill a count?" Frost Star frowned deeply at Victoria's description. "While such a thing would surely bolster our reputation, we currently only have 500 guerrillas capable of participating in the battle. Can 500 men truly break through the garrison's defenses?"

"If it's you, of course you can." Victoria nodded confidently. "Count Rossia has almost revealed all his cards now. The defenders of his lair are definitely no more than a thousand men. And just in case, I've hired a special team to support you. I believe that with their help, you and Mr. Patriot will be able to easily capture the count."

Frost Star was a little curious: "You brought a team? Where is it?"

"Not with me, to the west." Victoria smiled confidently, "To the west of Woden Town, with those Sarkaz mercenaries."

"?" Frost Star covered Victoria's forehead with some worry, fearing that she had just frozen his brain. "But weren't those Sarkaz mercenaries brought here from that Rossiya in the west?"

"Just ask Mr. Patriot about this." Victoria blinked mysteriously. "Anyway, the defenses of Rossia's territory are weak right now. I will hire those Sarkaz to attack the town where Rossia is. You have three to five days to raid his territory. If you can kill Rossia on the spot, that would be great. If that doesn't work, just wreak as much destruction as possible in the town. Please."

"Okay, I'll discuss this with the old stubborn guy." Seeing Victoria's sincere eyes, Yelena nodded gently, then blushed and made a request: "But before you leave, can you give me... a kiss? If nothing goes wrong, after helping you this time, we will be heading south. Maybe today will be the last time we meet."

Victoria took a deep breath, and his hot lips pressed tightly against the cold lips.

"No, this won't be the last time we meet, I promise."

PS: I always feel that Hokusai’s writing of innocent scenes is a bit awkward. It’s true that it feels awkward without a girlfriend.

A General's Success: 46 Passionate Love

Victoria left as mysteriously as he had come.

Yelena remembered that this Originium skill was exclusive to Miss Dorothy, but she didn't expect that in addition to allowing her to come and go without a trace, she could also make others disappear with her.

But it doesn't matter. Yelena touched her lips gently, and a faint aroma of wine lingered between her teeth. It seemed that Victoria had drunk some fine wine before leaving. No wonder he said such sensational words just now.

After extinguishing the bonfire, Yelena stayed in the tent until her cheeks had calmed down before getting up. But as soon as she stood up, she felt an unexpected weight in her pocket. Curious, she felt in her pocket and discovered a bottle of liquor.

Yelena pulled out the bottle. It had been opened. Looking at the slightly lowered water level, it was obvious that someone had taken a sip of it in advance.

"Really? Why don't you give me something nice as a gift?" Yelena complained about Victoria's frivolity, but she couldn't suppress the smile in the corner of her eyes.

Yelena glanced around, making sure no one was watching before unscrewing the bottle cap and secretly taking a sip. As soon as the wine entered her mouth, the spiciness and heat rushed straight from her mouth and tongue to her stomach.

"Cough cough cough, it's so strong." Yelena smacked her lips, trying to suppress the heat, and found that the aroma of the wine was exactly the same as when they kissed just now.

No, not to mention the fragrance, even the fascinating passion is the same.

After savoring the wine for a moment, Yelena stuffed the bottle back into her pocket, feeling guilty. The Yeti would always share their prey, but this particular bottle of liquor was something Yelena wanted to savor secretly.

"Come to think of it, drinking more alcohol is not bad. At least the warmth it brings is genuine."

Combing her expression, Yelena emerged from the tent and came to the entrance of the guerrillas' school. "You guys go ahead and continue. I have something to do here. I'll go to the old stubborn guy later."

"Are you alone?" Alina said, a little worried. "Take Xiaota with you. The war has been pretty rough lately, so it's good to have someone to look after you. I'm enough here at the academy by myself."

"Okay, let's go together." Yelena nodded, not rejecting Alina's kindness. After spending some time together, she had let go of her guard against the two of them and truly treated them as her own family.

Not only that, after understanding Tallulah's thoughts and dreams, Yelena even planned to take the initiative to recruit the two into the guerrillas.

A person's words can deceive, but their thoughts and instincts are always true. Despite being a bit naive, Tallulah possesses exceptional combat prowess and intellectual prowess. If she could align herself with the guerrillas' ideals, the guerrillas would quickly gain a new force.

Of course, these are all later stories. The most urgent task now is to help Victor seize control of Luxembourg. Although Victor had not promised her any benefits just now, in Yelena's view, allowing Victor to control the entire Luxembourg is already a huge benefit.

With Victoria's skills, it is easy to coordinate the relationship between the infected and ordinary people, and he is also willing to use the power of the infected.

If Victoria becomes the lord of Luxembourg, at least the infected people in this area will have more living space.

In order to be able to support each other at any time, the camps of the snow monsters and the shield guards were not far apart. After walking for less than twenty minutes, the two met the shield guards who were training and the patriots who were supervising them at the other end of the snow forest.

The war between the two nobles hadn't affected the southern countryside, but the patriots wouldn't let up. As long as conditions allowed, daily drills were almost mandatory. With supplies scarce these days, not training now would only lead to more casualties during the escape.

"Old stubborn man, I have something to ask you. Let Talulah help watch over the training." The two men who arrived in front of the camp waved to the shield guards, and then found the Patriot who was supervising on the side.

"What's the matter?" The Patriot did not get up in a hurry. He knew that the matter that Yelena would come to him to discuss must be no small matter, but supervising the training was also very important.

"Victori just came to me. He wants us to intervene in the war between the two nobles." Frost Star coughed lightly and explained his purpose in a concise manner.

"Victor..." The Patriot pondered for a moment, then turned to look at the shield guards: "Rest for ten minutes. Yelena, Tallulah, come with me."

The shield guards who received the order to rest felt as if they had been pardoned. Most of the newcomers sat down on the ground and looked at the two girls with gratitude.

But Froststar and Tallulah didn't dare to stay any longer, and quickly followed the Patriot to his own tent.

"Tell me, Victoria, what do you want to do?" The Patriot sat down on the ground. Tallulah considerately lit the bonfire in the middle. Looking at Yelena's rosy face, the Patriot could smell the smell of alcohol on her from a distance.

Neither the guerrillas nor the Yeti team had luxury items like alcohol on their supply exchange lists. The fact that Yelena could drink alcohol was obviously Victoria's doing.

Frost Star took a deep breath and repeated Victoria's request:

"He said that the two nobles are currently engaged in a bloody battle, with all their forces deployed. He intends to intervene while the fighting is at its most intense. To ensure victory, he wants us to take advantage of Count Rossia's current weakened forces and launch a surprise attack on his base. Killing Rossia would be a major success, but at the very least, we'd wreak havoc on his territory."

"Nonsense." Upon hearing Froststar's plan, the Patriot snorted coldly, "With our current military strength, attacking the Earldom is a dead end."

"That's what I told him back then." Froststar nodded. "But Victoria said the garrison in the Rossiya territory wouldn't exceed a thousand men, and he's also instigated the rebellion of the Sarkaz mercenaries to the west. Those Sarkaz mercenaries will act as vanguards to draw away a large portion of the defenders for us. All we need to do is follow behind them and launch an all-out assault."

"Sarkaz mercenaries..." Hearing this, Patriot instinctively sighed, "Kazdel, after all, cannot be our home. Well, I'll go to the Sarkaz mercenaries myself. If it's really as Victor said, then we'll help him this time."

"I understand. I'll arrange for the yetis to prepare in advance." Froststar looked at Tallulah and said, "Tallulah, would you like to try to fight with us? The revolution you desire cannot be won with words alone. Only fighting and blood can safeguard the future of the infected."

Tallulah nodded. "I disagree. Persuasive words are equally important, but I will fight. I'm not just a teacher. I'm also a fighter, a voice for those infected."

A General's Success: 47 Blitz on Woden Town

"Everyone, today's battle is different from all the others. Previous battles were all based on stealth, with victory as the goal. But today is different. Today, we must not only win, but win beautifully! Our opponents are just a bunch of turtles with no ambition, hiding in their homes all day. There is only one thing we have to do: pry open their shells and expose their bodies in the wilderness!"

"Ula!!!"

Victor leaned on his weapon and inspected the soldiers in front of him. Most of them had only received training, and few had truly witnessed the cruelty of war.

But it doesn't matter. Victory and rewards are the best catalysts. These well-trained hungry bears will soon become the trump cards in his hands.

"Look forward to it, be hungry, and rejoice! Do you remember the promise I made to you? Tear them apart and use their heads in exchange for everything you want!!!"

“Hula!!! Hula!!! Hula!!! Hula!!!”

"All troops attack!!!"

The surging cheers died down abruptly, and the soldiers buried their newly aroused desires and boarded the troop carriers, panting heavily. Victory's generosity towards his soldiers was well known to everyone, and at the thought of finally getting their share of the long-coveted gold, silver, and jewelry, everyone fell silent.

In contrast to the silence, endless murderous intent was brewing in the carriage.

"I heard that there are only more than a thousand people on the other side this time."

"If I had been slower, there might not even be blood on it."

"I really envy those Flying Bear soldiers. I wish we could be placed at the front."

"We all have a chance. Those guys may not dare to open the gate to fight. We will all have a chance then. By the way, if you see anyone who looks like an officer, remember to hold back. Capturing them alive is more valuable than their heads."

"You tell me, I've got it all memorized. Civilians are worthless, only the heads of patrols and soldiers count. If we can catch an officer..."

"Hey Hey."

As a major transportation hub and commercial center, the town of Woden is designed to facilitate transportation. Therefore, the roads in this town are quite developed, but in contrast, the garrison is quite weak.

This is what is meant by easy to attack but difficult to defend.

Victoria knew very well what tactics to use against a small town like this. He first sent a small number of soldiers with a convoy to block the other exits of the town of Woden, and then led a large force to march straight in from the east.

The soldiers guarding the gates saw the scene and quickly picked up their pagers to issue a warning, but the next second, the crossbowmen, ready to fire, couldn't wait to shoot and kill the soldiers. Almost every soldier had four or five crossbow bolts stuck in his body. If someone didn't know the situation, they would think these soldiers had caused some deep hatred.

As the dark troop carriers continued to occupy the streets, the people of Worden soon realized something.

Pedestrians on the street rushed back home in panic. Cars that had been parked on the road were driven onto the sidewalk by their owners. All the civilians fled desperately, leaving only a few brave patrol team members standing at a loss on the side of the street.

Watching the fully armed Ursus soldiers getting off the cars, several patrol soldiers looked at each other and bravely moved closer.

"Excuse me, sirs, where did the troops come from?"

The one who answered the question was a gleaming long sword. The blade swept across the air in an arc, cleanly and decisively decapitating the questioner. Watching the blood splatter as he had anticipated, the leader nodded in satisfaction.

"Leave no one behind."

As soon as the words came out, the soldiers beside him, who had been unable to contain themselves any longer, rushed forward. They easily cut off the rubber sticks used by the patrol team for self-defense and killed the patrol team members without mercy.

"Ah!!! Killing!!!"

As blood continued to flow on the street, the civilians who had not yet had time to escape screamed instinctively. They huddled in the corner trembling in fear, praying that the soldiers' butcher knives would spare them.

"Silence!" Hearing the screams one after another, the leading officer frowned and shouted angrily in a low voice.

The next second, the entire street fell silent. Residents tightly covered their mouths, afraid to make even the slightest sound.

The officer looked around and announced loudly, "Everyone, line up on the street for inspection. Once you're cleared, remain quiet and walk back to your residences in an orderly manner along the street. Is that clear?"

The citizens responded with frantic nodding. No one was curious about what would happen to those with problems, nor did anyone ask about the consequences of disobeying orders.

The blood still slowly flowing on the ground is the answer.

"Very good, get moving!" The officer waved his hand, then casually pulled up a mother who was slumped on the street while buying groceries with her daughter. After casually glancing at the mother and daughter, the officer patted the dust off the girl and then waved his hand.

"Okay, there's nothing for you to do next. Go back with the children and cook."

"Yes, yes! Thank you, sir!" The mother felt as if she had been pardoned, and hurriedly took her daughter away.

Seeing the demonstration given by the officers, many citizens immediately breathed a sigh of relief. They hurriedly tidied up their appearance and then approached cautiously.

As expected, almost all the citizens were released on the spot. Some guys who looked fierce or strong were questioned individually and were not released until they were confirmed that they had not served in the town of Woden.

Of course, in addition to these relaxed citizens, there were also some civilians who seemed to be in too good of a mental state and were hesitant to step forward.

"What's going on, you guys?"

The officer frowned and was about to give an order when he was reminded by the soldier next to him.

"Captain, they might be infected."

"Tsk, bad luck." The officer frowned, then turned to look at the driver in the car: "Bring down two sets of protective clothing. You guys, show us the infected parts. Once we confirm it's the infected person, you can leave."

"Really?" a man asked in disbelief, then carefully rolled up his sleeves.

Seeing the tiny crystals appearing on his arm, the officer quickly signaled for the soldiers in protective gear to go up and check. After confirming the man's true identity as an infected person, the soldiers told him to get out with a look of disgust on their faces.

With him as an example, the remaining infected people no longer hesitated. They quickly surrounded the inspecting soldiers and revealed their infected parts.

With a burst of screams and cries of pain, the group of infected people were driven away one by one by the soldiers.

"What bad luck! I don't even have any extra income."

"We're just getting started! The main course hasn't even begun yet! Everyone, those who've just had blood on their hands will stay put to control the streets, and those who haven't eaten meat yet will go door to door in groups of five. In this area under our company's responsibility, we won't allow any military merit to be missed!"