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At the same time that Bing Zhixie arrived at the frontline military camp, something also happened in Mo Yue's military camp.
The night is quiet and lonely. Even in the military camp, most of the officers and soldiers have fallen asleep late at night. Only the soldiers on patrol are still busy. In the war room, Philip Ruhr and the military staff are analyzing the situation in front of them.
, judging how likely it is to rekindle the war.
An officer said: "General, I think no matter whether there will be another fight or not, we still need to prepare for some things in advance."
"What's up?"
The officer said: "Prisoners of war, especially prisoners like Fried, we should not stay in the military camp anymore."
"Yes." Ruel nodded: "I thought that in the current peace talks, Saint Bikoya would definitely talk about the exchange of prisoners of war and the exchange of Fried, so I stayed in the military camp and prepared to return Saint Bikoya nearby, but
Now it seems that it is necessary to move him to the country."
"Besides, Fried holds a lot of secrets about the Saint Vicoia army. It would be a pity to let him go like this."
"Well, take him away from the front line early tomorrow morning."
In the camp, in the room where Fried was held, Fried was sitting on the bed thinking about the previous defeat. His regret and anger were palpable: "If it hadn't been for such a situation in the army, the last battle would never have been defeated.
It's so miserable~! Damn Almeida, damn..."
In annoyance, I heard a sound outside the door, then a masked man walked into the house and closed the door.
Freed looked at the sneaky masked man and narrowed his eyes.
The masked man chuckled softly: "Fried, I heard all the regretful words you said in the room just now. You must be very angry and sad. You must have lost the final battle completely."
Fried kept staring at him and said: "You sneaked up to visit me in the middle of the night. You are very suspicious. Who are you?"
The masked man did not answer his words, but moved a chair and sat across from him: "Do you think your failure was an unexpected result? No. No, your defeat was inevitable, not because of Philip's tactical plan.
How excellent you are. But failure is no longer the same thing within your army."
"Hmph~!" Fried said angrily: "I obviously won that battle. If there hadn't been such an accident, I wouldn't have failed. So Philip Ruhl never defeated me at all. And
I really beat Ruhr."
"Oh? Since you won, why did you end up like this?" The masked man said: "Losing is losing, winning is winning. I said that your failure is not an accident, but inevitable, so the winner must also be a Filipino.
Philip Ruhl. You must be very dissatisfied, right? You are thinking that if there was not such a power struggle in the Saint Vicoia Empire, it would not have failed. Yes, so I feel sorry for you, and I feel sorry for you.
You have not met a good country, nor an empire that fully supports you in the war."
"what do you want to say in the end?"
"Look at your country. Because of power, there are internal conflicts, and because of power, everyone on the front line is forced to be in danger." The masked man said with a smile: "The civil war is over. Your king does not want to appease the soldiers, but instead further expands the situation."
to attack Zalberg's forces. Do you think Almeida is the only one who escaped? I'm afraid you don't know that many of the General Santa Vicoia who are on the front line have been killed due to domestic political massacres these days.
You abandoned your country and fled abroad. With such a selfish king who only cares about consolidating his throne, how can your army not be defeated?"
Fried said coldly: "Huh, if you want to use this to provoke me to betray my country, then you are dreaming."
"Really? I just want you to see my country clearly. It is a country full of corruption, internal strife, and lust for power. Or maybe the world is like this." The masked man smiled and said: "Look at it.
Well, look at this world, look at your country. Countless frontline soldiers died tragically due to selfishness. Such a country is so ugly, and as one of these soldiers, you still serve for such ugliness.
It’s really ridiculous and a pity.”
Fried looked at him for a long time: "It seems that you really have another purpose."
At this time, there was a noise outside the door, and the masked man said to Fried: "Okay, I won't say any more to you. I will give you a chance to see all this clearly. Now you tell me, I
Take you away."
"Um?"
The masked man said: "Isn't leaving with me more humiliating than being a prisoner of war in Moyue's military camp?"
"Okay, I'll go with you."
The masked man opened the door and saw a guard standing on both sides of the door, but there were two identical corpses lying at the feet of the two guards...
After escaping from the military camp, the masked man and two guards stopped. The masked man said: "He will be left to you. Take him away quickly."
"yes."
"Wait a minute." Fried stopped the masked man and said, "Take off your mask, I want to know who you are."
"Humph." The masked man took off his mask.
"Oh it's you."
Luminous Holy Thief Charles said: "You didn't expect it. I was the one who captured you, and I was the one who saved you."
"Who are you?"
"Well..." Charles said with a smile: "You will know soon." After saying this, he knocked out Freed, whose strength was already under control, with a palm.
Soon, news of Fried's disappearance spread in the military camp. Ruhl led people to the room where Fried was being held, looked at the two bodies in front of the door, and then went into the room to take a look.
An officer checked around and said: "This chair is placed opposite the bed. Judging from the marks on the bed, the person who came in had a conversation with Fried. Could it be that Saint Vicoia was sent to rescue him?"
people?"
"No." Hey said: "To be able to sneak into the military camp quietly and take people away without being discovered, I think it must be done by insiders who are familiar with the military. And if it is the person rescued by San Bikoya, it should be
You’re not in the mood to sit down and talk to Fried. Only people who know the military well can do this.”
Ruhr said: "It seems that the rats lurking in our army have finally taken action. Have people pack up the bodies, bury them properly, and send people around to search for clues."
"yes."
Returning to the war room, Hey said: "This person is not from Saint Bikoa, so what are you doing to rescue Fried at this time?"
"It's useless to think about this." Ruhr said: "Hey, you should contact the officers above the brigadier general in each army and ask them what they are doing at this time."
"knew."
A few hours later, before dawn, Charles hurried all the way back to his military camp. In a separate room, Suer stepped forward and asked as soon as he returned: "General, is the matter done?"
"Well, the person has been taken away safely. What's going on here?"
Su'er said: "A few hours ago, Tongyi from the base camp sent a letter asking the army's lieutenants, generals and officers what they were doing, and specifically asked you, the general. I wrote back and said that you and a few of our officers were drinking, and they said that the army
Drinking is not allowed in the hotel. I think this is a prevarication."
"Well." Charles said: "The Ruhr side has been wary of hidden people in the army, but nothing has happened, and he can't find anything. If such a big thing happens this time, he will definitely take strict measures.
With the extra investigation, I think he should have guessed that we are not from Saint Vicoia."
"What can the general do?"
Charles said: "Don't worry, as long as we are careful, it will be difficult for him to find anything. Besides, I am the one who caught Fried. He won't be as suspicious of me as he is of other officers, and he won't pay much attention to me."
On the body. But even so, I still have to create some trouble for him and distract him. Now it seems that Saint Bikoya is making some moves again. Hehe, in this case I might as well make the matter bigger. If it is done by Demon Moon
If we start a war with Saint Vicoa first, the war will inevitably expand infinitely in the future."
Su'er said: "But didn't King Demon Moon issue a strict order that the army is not allowed to strike preemptively?"
"Orders are dead, but people are alive. Wouldn't we design it ourselves?"
"You mean we lead the army to attack?"
Charles looked at him coldly and said: "I call you stupid, but you are really stupid. You are not as smart as Lan Sen. If you lead the troops to fight like this, aren't you looking for death? Just listen to me. Send an army at dawn."
When the team goes to patrol the sand, send more people, preferably hundreds of people."
"Sending so many people to Shasha Land!?" Suer said: "That's next to the area controlled by St. Bikeya. Sending troops to patrol there will cause St. Bikeya to be nervous...ah, I understand.
So that’s what the general meant.”
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Bing Zhixie got up early the next morning. It wasn't that he didn't want to sleep, but there were noisy training sounds in the military camp, which kept him from sleeping. Because he was Vidmila's staff officer, he was placed in the camp
Stay in the central area, not far from the center of combat command.
At this time, the sky had just dimmed, and Bing Zhixie was standing in the corridor of the small building, watching the soldiers gathering for drills on the playground, or teams of three or two hurriedly running by, or soldiers lined up in neat rows, practicing with swords and guns, and training formations.
The officers were rehearsing and directing their movements. Bing Zhixie felt that this kind of life was quite novel, so he watched from the side.
Soon it was daybreak, and some officers who had gotten up early or late had already come out. The officers who lived in the officer's building looked at Bing Zhixie and looked at him twice.
In the conference room of the parliament, Vidmila was still asleep on his chair. The lieutenants and staff he summoned had all arrived, but they did not dare to disturb him. However, he had ordered that the generals of each army be notified.
Come here for a meeting to discuss the follow-up battle.
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