"Failure, another failure." In the conference room of the military camp, Genis pressed his wounds and cursed angrily: "Why another failure? What do I need you generals for? You trash, I... cough
cough……"
All the ministers in the conference room lowered their heads and remained silent.
On the side, Purple Star General Grayfa tied up the wound on his body and said: "You are seriously injured and the wound heals very slowly. It is the rotten bone poisonous acid that inhibits the regeneration ability of your imitation fire element constitution. It is better not to be angry and call the doctor as soon as possible.
Get treatment."
"My injury doesn't matter." Genis said: "Fortunately, you came to the rescue in time this time."
"It's nothing. Troops should support each other. However, in this fiasco, my troops also suffered heavy losses, so I won't be here to accompany you." Grayfa picked up the purple helmet on the table, turned around and left the room.
As soon as Greyfa left, a muddy officer ran in in a panic.
"Why do you look like this? Where are the troops copying from the road?" Genis asked in surprise.
The embarrassed officer knelt on the ground and said in panic: "Report... report to the general. The copycat troops were ambushed in the swamp. Only... only 257 of the 2,000 soldiers escaped. General, please forgive me."
Genis's face suddenly turned extremely dark. He clenched his fists with both hands and the muscles on his face kept trembling. Suddenly he got up from his seat and kicked the officer on the ground in the face with his steel boot: "You bastard, you only have two hundred."
Fifty-seven people, why are you coming back? Get out, get out, get out!"
The officer was kicked until his face was bloody and he crawled out of the conference room.
Genis slapped his palm on the table angrily, and the thick wooden table was immediately smashed into pieces. The conference room suddenly fell silent. "Why don't you speak." Genis looked at everyone: "Where is Allen?"
Everyone was silent for a while before someone said: "General Allen has gone to check on the casualties of the troops."
"How many people do we have in the Eighth Army?"
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but no one wanted to speak.
Gurnis scolded: "What's wrong? How many soldiers are there?"
"Including the wounded, there are 7,582 people left." Allen pushed open the conference room door and walked into the room.
"There are only more than 7,000 people, damn it!" Genis's anger caused his wound to bleed again. He looked at Allen questioningly and said: "General Allen, why do you think it is like this?"
"I don't understand what the general means."
"I said, why are you failing again and again?" Genis pointed at the people in the conference room and said: "You useless trash, you have actually been defeated by Edward's old army several times. Could it be that your current achievements and status are all obtained by eating shit?"
Of?"
A general said: "General Genis, you can't say that. All soldiers have tried their best..."
"Did I say something wrong?" Genis roared: "Try your best? Is this how you try your best? Ridiculous!"
The faces of the generals were full of anger, but they could not show it. They could only gnash their teeth. But even so, Genis refused to stop scolding him, and the insults continued.
Finally, a soldier couldn't help it anymore and retorted: "General Genis! You are going too far. This defeat is not our fault at all. Before the war, Major General Duozi reminded you that this may be the enemy."
However, you refused to listen to the tactics of luring the enemy. You insisted on using an outflanking tactic of dividing your forces into two groups to pursue the enemy, and then you fell into the enemy's trap. If you want to be held responsible, General..."
"What do you mean?" Genis ran forward in two steps, grabbed his collar and glared at him: "Are you saying this is all my fault? Am I the only one to bear the responsibility for the failure?"
Duozi on the side remained silent, as if she hadn't heard anything.
"That's not what I meant, but..."
"But what but!" Genis stopped him, pointed at himself and said: "Who am I? I am Genis the Burning Ghost, and I am the three true warriors of Saint Bikoya! You want to put the responsibility for the failure on me?
Do you want to smear my reputation? I joined the army when I was a teenager, fought bloody battles, and killed countless people. It was you guys who dragged me down to where I am now. It's useless for you to try to pass the responsibility on
Is the chief going to take the blame? Impossible!"
Everyone fell silent again.
Genis stared at them one by one, and finally stared at Allen: "Especially you Allen."
"What's wrong with me?" Alan asked.
Genis said: "Why did the enemy general Judah ask you to meet him a few months ago when I was away?"
"That's all in the past."
"Is it over?" Genis said: "I suspect that these failures are all related to you."
Allen clenched his fists and suppressed his anger: "General, what you said is serious."
"Yeah?"
"If there is no evidence, General Genis, please don't talk nonsense."
Genis snorted heavily: "Okay, I won't say it, but you will be punished for this failure. Get out of here, don't let me see you!"
In the conference room where everyone was angry and angry, Genis was the only one left who couldn't get rid of the anger and his chest could not stop rising and falling.
Unlike Genis's troops, there was a scene of joy in Judah's military camp. Because they had won the battle, every battalion and every team was happy.
Of course, when you win a battle, you should have a small celebration. The only entertainment place allowed in the military camp, the Soldiers Club naturally became the place to celebrate.
"Vien Venn..." The shirtless blacksmith looked around in the club.
"Here it is, hey, here it is!" Wayne waved and shouted. In the chaotic club, he had to shout very loudly to be heard.
The blacksmith hurriedly ran over, grabbed a can of drink from the table and poured it into the middle of the sofa: "I just heard from Ursula that your ambush was very successful this time."
"Where are the others?" Luo asked.
"Still in the conference room." The blacksmith said: "The generals are still having a meeting. Ursula and Selt are still waiting for Bimoye. They will be here in a moment. Hey beauty, I heard that you are very popular this time. That bow of yours
Woolen cloth?"
Irina raised her chin proudly and said, "Oh, I hid it and won't tell you."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The female soldier who came to celebrate said with a smile: "Our Irina has become a famous figure in the military camp now, and she will become a female general in the future. Her
How can I let you see the weapons casually?"
The blacksmith laughed: "Then I will first toast to our future female general. Come on, let's all drink together."
"Oh!" Various drinks and water glasses clinked together, intertwining into brilliant laughter.
"Why did you do it? The protagonist hasn't arrived yet." Ursula walked over with her hands in her pockets, wearing casual clothes, smiling, followed by Bimoye, Selt, and Bodala.
"Oh, my handsome protagonist is here." Several beautiful soldiers moved their seats and said, "Come on, come and sit here."
"He doesn't know how to sit, so let me sit." Ursula took the lead and sat among the beauties: "Actually, I'm quite handsome, too, right?"
Selt did not forget to hurt his friend and said: "Your shameless skills are as handsome as your appearance."
"Hey, hey, can you save some face for me in front of so many beauties?"
The girls burst into laughter.
Wayne asked: "But why is Bimoye the protagonist this time? Although he commanded the ambush battle, we seemed to be the ones who contributed the most."
Sweat broke out on Irina's forehead, and she punched him on the head: "Don't talk about just the effort, because everyone has contributed."
"Haha." Bodala said with a smile: "Wayne, Wayne, why are you always the same and asking stupid questions like before?"
Ursula said: "Yes, I am always so unimproved. Sitting on the same sofa with you makes me feel that my style has been lowered."
"If you don't want to sit down, why don't you squat down?" Wayne looked quite unhappy.
Selter said: "This time, General Judah made an exception and asked Bimoye to lead five hundred soldiers. Although many officers opposed it, fortunately, the final result was indeed completed beautifully, and it also made people who have always been popular for their exceptional promotions
I have given an explanation for my criticism of General Judah. I think from now on, Bimoye will have more and more opportunities to lead troops alone."
"Ha." Ursula said with a smile: "It's better to let him do more things. Otherwise, he always keeps silent and pretends to be deep, which makes people feel that he is getting older." As he said, he stepped forward and hooked him.
He asked over his shoulder: "I'm talking about Bimoye, do you need some entertainment today?"
Bimoye shook off his hand and said, "You are very annoying."
As the army's superiority progressed, the Demon Moon Army's Idso Camp in the Vulkan Mountains was also moved to the Dragon Guard City further forward. In the city camp, the tall and burly, tanned Southern Front General,
Philippe Ruhl looked at a letter sent from the memory stone with a serious expression.
Ruhr's deputy general Hey asked: "General, what is the content of the letter? Is it bad news?"
"It's a letter from Xidu."
"Western capital?" Hey asked curiously: "How come the empire's western front sent information here? What is this important matter?"
"Shield General Munna is dead."
Hey was shocked: "Muna is dead! How is this possible? I heard that he gained the strength of the King of War last year, how could he die so easily."
Ruhr sighed: "He is indeed dead. He died in the battle yesterday afternoon." It was past midnight at this time.
"This..." Hey was still a little unbelievable: "Munna once led troops under you, the general, and you often gave him guidance and guidance. You even taught him some of the unique skills of the sword master. With his strength,
, even at the sixth level, it is not easy to die in battle."
"It's because of this that I feel even more sad."
He Yi said: "Then should he tell his brother, Dragon Soul Warrior General Mutuo, about this matter?"
Ruhl hesitated for a long time: "Tell him, this is something he should know."
"But will this affect him?" Hey said: "This is war time. If his sadness affects the army, it will bring negative emotions to his soldiers and also affect his judgment on the battlefield.
"
Ruhr shook his head and said, "I believe he won't be like this."