"Our patrolmen were killed by the Saint Picea army?" In the military camp, Ruel heard the unexpected news and made an unexpected sound.
The soldier who reported the report said: "General Charles reported that his team of 100 people clashed with the San Picea army during a routine inspection of the border area between the two armies, and more than 100 people were massacred in the grove.
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"It's so abominable!" The officer in the conference room immediately slapped the table and stood up: "These despicable and shameless people from San Bikoya have broken their promises several times, and this time they actually provoked us. This is clearly creating a dispute, okay?
Make excuses for their next attack."
"Don't be too quick to get angry." Ruel waved his hand to stop him and said, "We have to figure out the cause of the matter first. You send an order to Charles and ask him to report the details."
The soldier who reported the report turned and left.
An officer in the conference room said: "General, this is not the first time that Saint Bikoya has done this. Last time we suffered a big loss from him. I can see clearly, what is the armistice and peace talks? It is obviously Saint Bikoya.
After the king regained power, he used the excuse of peace talks to slow us down, just to prepare for this war. How despicable!"
"General Ruhr, anyway, Saint Vicoia has the intention to fight again. Let's just take this opportunity to fight first, so as not to be passively beaten all the time."
"No." Ruel said firmly: "His Majesty has issued a fatal order that no one in the military can take the lead in provoking a war. Well, forget it, I will go directly to Charles's military camp to understand the situation."
Just as he was talking, the soldier who had just reported came again: "General, General Charles sent a message saying that his people knew that the troops were killed by Santa Vicoa after the armistice. They were all furious, and several
Lieutenant General Chi did not listen to the advice and led the army to attack the enemy's fortress."
"What!?" Ruel was furious: "How dare he, Charles, disobey orders! Give him an order immediately and ask him to take back his soldiers. Follow me to his military camp."
Charles Barracks. Ruhl led several officers to arrive. Seeing that most of the soldiers in the army were angry, he asked: "What's going on? Why don't you care about them?"
Charles half-knelt on the ground and said: "Please give me a penalty, General. Charles is incompetent and unable to stop the anger of the soldiers. They are still clamoring to attack the enemy camp."
"You..." Ruhr was so angry that he kicked him: "You are also a veteran under my command. Why don't you know how to restrain the soldiers under your command? Get up and tell me what is going on."
"Yes." Charles stood up and said, "I can't figure out exactly what happened, because no one from that team came back alive. I sent people to the other side to question them, and they said it was my men who provoked them first.
I overcame them and jumped over the restricted area controlled by them, but I knew that my men would not be so reckless. This must be something deliberately caused by San Vicoia. Moreover, they denied killing all my troops.
It's just a slight friction. General, more than a hundred of my men are still lying bloody in the camp. How can they tell lies with their eyes open like this?"
All the officers who accompanied Ruhr were very angry after hearing this, and they gnashed their teeth and cursed loudly.
Ruhr said: "Take me to see the dead soldiers."
When they arrived at the morgue, many soldiers gathered around the corpse to mourn, some cried bitterly, and some cursed loudly.
The officers looked at the cold corpses under the white sheets and could only sigh.
"There is irrefutable evidence of corpses here, but they still dare to lie and make sophistry. These people from Saint Bikoya are so abominable. They dare to do this even after the war ceased. This shows that they don't take our Demon Moon seriously."
"They clearly want to provoke a war and ask us to break the truce agreement."
"But we, the Demon Moon Army, can't let him bully us, otherwise these bastards won't take us seriously!"
Ruhr scolded the officers beside him: "Okay. Just say a few words."
Charles said: "General, it's understandable that everyone is so angry. It's not the first time that Saint Bikoya has been capricious. We don't need to be so passive. In my opinion, we should just fight them."
"Yes, let's fight." Everyone said.
"Now that we have the advantage, we are afraid of what he will do."
Before Ruhr could speak, a group of officers came over, half-knelt on the ground and said: "General, please avenge your brothers and avenge the respect of the empire!"
Ruhr was angry: "You all get up, what do you want to do? Not to challenge is His Majesty the King's order. You are the emperor's people, and it is your bounden duty to obey orders."
An accompanying staff officer came forward and said: "General, your Majesty is far away in the imperial capital and is not very clear about things on the front line. What is happening in front of you just proves that Saint Vicoia is about to declare war on us, and now we have so many dead.
People, the soldiers are full of resentment, and letting them hold back their anger will only make them discouraged and make the army lose morale. As General Charles said, this is not the first time that Saint Vicoia has been capricious. This time we are the victims.
Or, this war was originally started by St. Picea. We will jointly report the matters here to His Majesty clearly, and Your Majesty will not blame you."
"It's okay to bully us once. They bully us again and again, and I can't stand it anymore! This time, if they don't die, I will die. Please give the general's order to attack Saint Bikoya!"
"Please give the general's order to attack Saint Bikoya!" The officers and soldiers were furious and asked for orders together.
Ruer looked at everyone: "Is this what you all mean?"
"Yes." Everyone stared, with a fire in their hearts.
Ruhr stood in the crowd and pondered for a long time: "I will report the situation here to His Majesty. If Your Majesty agrees, then let's start a war. But if we want to fight, we can't give them a chance to fight back!"
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On the Saint Bikoya side, Vidmila still didn't know about these things after several hours of discussion in front of the sand table in the conference room. Even in the sand camp where the incident occurred, they just regarded it as a minor friction on the front line.
They had no idea that more than a hundred Demon Moon Army soldiers had died in their hands.
"...If we want to take action, we can only attack from this route and send two troops to coordinate and coordinate, so that we can catch Mo Yue off guard. But in this attack, we will also fall into a bad situation, and we will inevitably lose our strength.
Advantage, it is best to allow domestic troops to arrive faster, so as not to become more passive."
In front of the sand table, Vidmila shook his head: "This plan is not good. The terrain, troop strength, and the arrival of our army must be taken into consideration. Every step must be calculated in an orderly manner. In this fight, you captured them first."
It’s an important place, but what’s the follow-up plan? What if they ignore this place for the time being and attack us instead? In this way, the stronghold we captured will be the only one to go deep.”
Bing Zhixie listened to them talking about the topography and battle plans. Although he could understand the principles, he didn't understand many aspects very well and could only understand half of them.
The meeting lasted until one o'clock in the afternoon. During this period, Bing Zhixie did not say a word, and no one asked him a question. He was like a fool, waiting in the conference room until everyone was hungry.
Then they dispersed temporarily.
After the meeting ended, no one paid attention to him, or even looked at him, as if he didn't exist at all. Even if he accidentally saw him arriving, there was no polite word or greeting.
Bing Zhixie was about to leave, but was stopped by Vidmila: "Hey, Xiaobai, don't leave yet. I have prepared your troops for you. Come with me."
"My name is not Xiaobai." Bing Zhixie looked at him rather dissatisfied.
Vidmila said: "Ah, didn't you call me Bai... Bai... Bai or something?"
"My name is Celeste. Bingzhixie."
"Yes, I mean it. Come with me."
Bing Zhixie frowned slightly and followed him.
When we arrived at a barracks not far from the main camp, we saw some wounded and disabled soldiers enjoying lunch inside and outside the barracks. When they saw Vidmila coming, they all stood up.
Vidmila looked around and asked: "Your General Duozi is calling her to come out."
After a while, the lame Duozi came out of the largest barracks holding a cane.
Vidmila stepped forward and asked with concern: "General Duozi, are your injuries feeling better?"
"Thank you for your concern, General. I'm feeling much better now."
Vidmila chuckled and said, "That's good. I'm still very concerned about the deployment, so don't say bad things about me next time."
"yes."
Vidmila said: "By the way, this is... your new commander. From today on, you will be his subordinate and obey his orders."
Duozi glanced at the thinner Bing Zhixie next to Vidmilla. The unhappy expression was written on her face and she didn't even want to say anything.
"Wait a minute." Bing Zhixie stopped Vidmila and said, "Are these just the wounded soldiers?"
Vidmila said: "They are not wounded soldiers...well, he was slightly injured, but it is a minor injury and he will recover soon. And there are thousands of people here, which should be enough for you."
Bingzhixie said: "General, I thought there would be tens of thousands of soldiers."
"Tens of thousands of soldiers? How can I get you tens of thousands of soldiers?" Vidmila thought for a moment and said, "Okay, let's wait until the domestic troops arrive." After saying that, Vidmila turned around and left.
Bing Zhixie watched Vidmila leave, took a deep breath, and suppressed the unhappiness in his heart. It was not that he insisted on having more than 10,000 subordinates, but he really didn't like the way he was treated.
Duozi looked at Bing Zhixie again. Seeing that the military rank on his shoulders was the same as hers, her expression became even more unhappy. Finally, she asked coldly: "Sir, you haven't eaten yet."
"Um."
Duozi pointed casually: "Go and fight over there, there should be some leftovers." After saying that, she went back to her room.
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