Section 243 resume

"If you ask the reason, then there is only one reason: the Tiberius is unreliable! Only the low-powered fools like Byron would trust them. Since our country was established, the Tiberius has always had territorial ambitions for our country. I believe you have heard of the reason. It is said that Garunas occupied the territory that originally belonged to Tiberius. Humph! The last time Belar came to our country, as the commander of the coalition army, defeated the invading Chaos Legion, but in fact he helped to make the hidden ambitions Byron as the throne of the Regent. If it weren't for the heroic spirit of King Markremiz, if it weren't for the gods' attention, our country would have been broken up and their plot would have succeeded!"

Although Asu Ruffat actually admires and respects Berel from a private perspective, he took it for granted when he heard Elin's comments. It should be said that Berel is indeed a general who uses any means to achieve his goal. Of course, as a general, "doing any means to achieve his goal" is by no means a belittlement, but a kind of praise.

"If Beral is the commander of the coalition forces of the two countries this time, he probably won't play the trick of the last time. This time... he will definitely make full use of the general's power and let our soldiers as cannon fodder! In order to weaken our country's strength, he will also have sufficient power and opportunities to achieve this goal. Whether it is Her Majesty the Queen or I, they all agree that the risk is too great..."

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Because the action to hunt down the Chaos believers further expanded, the business on Hua Street has obviously become lighter. At this sensitive and critical moment, people will subconsciously reduce going out to avoid unnecessary attention. The church people are catching people all over the city, so they should at least wait until the storm has passed before going.

It has been found that at least two nobles and Chaos believers are involved, and there are more people like other servants, civilians, etc.

Rotia sat in the lobby of a hotel on Hua Street. Because business has not been very good these days, the tavern is now empty. She was holding a drink of unknown origin in her hand, holding a document in the other hand, and looking through it with a boring expression. A wheat lemon stick was inserted into the cup, and she had already sucked it up.

This is a very detailed but ordinary material. It has nothing to do with her business, but information about Beller.

Because they are well-known figures in various countries, Berel's life information is not difficult to obtain. In fact, as many people know, the resumes of such people are always collected clearly and clearly. People may not know the true thoughts of these celebrities, but they are clear about what they have done. It is like generals on the battlefield. No one knows what motives they make for their decisions, but everyone knows the consequences of these decisions.

Beller's life experience has never been a secret.

He was born into a small noble, and his father was just an ordinary knight. Like most of these small nobles, Beller's father chose a path that seemed more suitable for him - to study in the military academy, join the army after graduation, and rely on military merits to carry forward the family.

Of course, this road looks beautiful, but it is actually not easy to walk on. Let alone the risks that are bound to be on the battlefield. Climbing up in the army or even joining the army is a big problem - you may not be able to be a senior officer, but you will not be an ordinary soldier.

Berel faced this embarrassing situation. Although he graduated with quite excellent grades in the Military Academy, he was unable to obtain a proper military position. In the end, he had to give up his plan to join the regular army and become a subordinate of a border lord of Tiberius. As we all know, not every lord is good at war, but few people are willing to join a lord to be an officer.

Berel was an aristocratic (although he was just the lowest-class knight) and an officer who had studied and trained in the Military Academy. With this qualification, he might not be able to enter the Kingdom's regular army and become a senior leader, but he was immediately appointed by the border lord as the supreme commander of the army. Of course, this lord was not under any elite troops, but a typical aristocratic private army composed of militias, light cavalry, and musketeers. There were no heavy knights, not to mention a few cannons, let alone magicians. The number was only a thousand people.

If fate develops according to normal logic, Belar would probably spend his life as a "powerful thug of the country rich". But just like a border lord would encounter, the lord had a dispute with his neighbor.

Such disputes are nothing more than negotiation or sword. If two lords belong to one country, then negotiation will usually be adopted. If not, war will usually be adopted. This time the dispute belongs to the latter type - the neighbor is the lord of Sham. So a common border armed conflict emerged.

For the people who had nothing to do with this war, this should have been a boring war where no one knew the details. But maybe it was some kind of temptation, or some other reason. In short, the situation of this war quickly became beyond anyone's imagination. The border lord of Sham hired nearly 3,000 elite cavalry from Tulan through some channel. With the mobilization in his territory, he gathered 10,000 troops. For such a degree of border conflict, this was already an overwhelming army. Moreover, due to the joining of the Tulan people, he had an absolute advantage not only in terms of quantity but also in terms of quality.

According to the analysis afterwards, this is likely to be a plan against Tiberius and a temptation.

The lord, the monarch of Berel, made the best choice that normal humans could make. He gave Berel full authority to command the army, and then he took his family to the royal city overnight to ask for help from the king. So Berel ushered in the first real war in his life.

The opponent had a total of 10,000 troops. Although Berel was mobilized, his troops were less than half of the opponent's, and his quality was even more incomparable. So he adopted a very creative tactic. Before the battle began, he tried hard to exaggerate the enemy's atrocities, and with the power of rumors, he successfully mobilized all residents in the territory to escape to the wilderness and hide it. Then he selected a small group of loyal and familiar people from the army to resist at every pass and level suitable for resistance.

After the war began, the enemy's army immediately encountered various problems. The well water was poisoned and the people were left without a trace. The resistance forces harassed and resisted in every suitable position, but they were slippery like eels, unable to catch them or sternly. At night, cows and horses were pierced through their stomachs. From time to time during the day, they could encounter a pile of caltrops or pits. God was not good, and the heavy rain continued. The invaders cursed all the way through the mud, hoping to catch Berel and peel them alive.

After a arduous journey, the enemy's army finally arrived under the castle guarded by Berel. However, the most thorough clearing of the walls had been carried out here. Within a few days, the invading army began to bite the horse meat to death. The city seemed to have more soldiers and enough food to persist for a long time. In addition, due to poisoning and harsh sanitation conditions, epidemics also began to spread. On the surface, the invaders surrounded the city guarded by Berel. In fact, they were surrounded by famine and epidemics.

Finally, the two sides in the war finally concluded a contract under the "mediation" of the royal family of both sides.

If the war ended here, perhaps Berel's performance could only be considered "excellent". At that time, almost no one expected Berel to have other plans.

In the armistice agreement, Belar proposed to withdraw the other side along the route of march - because the territory had paid a huge price for the war and could not withstand another ravage. However, the Lord Shem and his half-starved troops refused to go back along the same route to drink the northwest wind. They retreated along the other route to collect supplies along the way.

All this was already within Belar's budget.

Therefore, on the grounds that the other party violated the agreement, Belar led his troops to ambush the enemy in a steep canyon. He was caught off guard and was conspired by the enemy. Even an elite army was extremely difficult to deal with, let alone a hungry, exhausted and disorganized army. The battle turned into a unilateral massacre. The lord of Sham (he himself commanded) was killed on the spot, and ten thousand invading troops, including three thousand Tulan mercenaries, were wiped out - because no one would pay ransom for the mercenaries, so Belar ordered all the mercenaries to be executed.

Then, he quickly led his army to counterattack the enemy and carried out burning, killing and looting to make up for the economic losses of the territory.

This war directly shocked three countries. Belar showed that a general could achieve the best quality in the war. He took all the advantages, but it was impossible to find fault. Shem and Tulan silently swallowed the bitter fruit and gave up their attempt to provoke Tiberius. Tiberi praised Belari's performance in China. The king personally promoted him, allowing him to jump from a retainer of a lord to a senior general of the kingdom. He even appointed him as the commander of the army guarding the greenskins of the Iron Claw Mountains. Of course, the subsequent facts fully demonstrated how wise this personnel appointment was.

For Belar, this war was the starting point of his general's career. Next, he had to face more wars, disputes with Ryan, faced with Groone's provocation, eliminate the Green Skin invaded from the Iron Claw Mountains, and serve as a mercenary general to fight for the country, quell the civil strife in the country, quell the civil unrest invasion, attack Sivania, and assist Groone in defeating the invading Chaos Legion... In all these wars, he had outstanding and even perfect performances.

Regardless of whether these battles are victorious or defeated, at least no one can question Berel's ability.

At the bottom of these information, people have evaluated this contemporary first general, and it is a malicious type: cunning like a fox, fierce like a lion, and cruel like a poisonous snake.

Although this evaluation is vicious, it can also show the kind of jealousy contained in the words.

Footsteps sounded at the door, and Rotia looked up and saw Beller coming in from outside the door.

Beller's dress is very simple, not like a nobleman at all, but more like a clerk of a chamber of commerce. With his unique public face, he can't tell anything like the style of a famous general.

He had seen Rotia sitting alone in the most conspicuous position, but he was still looking around, as if looking around.

"Don't worry, General." Rotia folded the documents in her hand and threw them at the garbage dump in the corner of the wall. "There are really only two of us here, and there are no one else... What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of an assassin coming from the side?"

"I believe this won't happen." Berel seemed embarrassed and dared not look at Rotia directly. "What were you looking at just now?"

"A little secret about someone." Rotia replied with a giggle. "Come on, sit down, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Are you sure I'll come?"

"certainly."

"You are really confident."

"I have reason to be so confident. Look, hasn't the fact proved my judgment?"
Chapter completed!