I'm in Terra

"Rosia's intentions are obvious. He's waiting for a legitimate excuse to attack. Unfortunately, his plan will never succeed. I've already contacted the nobles of Saint Jun Castle, and they've almost made it clear they don't want Rosia to ascend to power. In other words, the letter of appointment he's waiting for will never arrive. Without His Majesty's approval, would he dare risk treason and forcibly attack Luxembourg?"

"Uh... I dare not." The adjutant coughed awkwardly and then agreed with Governor Carter's opinion.

"So, we shouldn't just focus on Rossiya. We need to look at the whole picture and approach this chaos strategically." Seeing his lieutenant's prompt change of heart, Carter continued, "From a macro perspective, we're already in a position of certainty of victory. So, if Count Rossiya wants to turn the tables, what should he do?"

The adjutant stared at the map, his brow furrowed. "You mean... those Sarkaz?"

"Exactly." Carter nodded approvingly. "Although we all know that Rossia is the backer of that Sarkaz mercenary group, there's no proof. If Rossia uses this as a pretext and uses the power of those Sarkaz to wreak havoc in the heart of Luxembourg, he'll have a slight chance of victory. Therefore, our biggest enemy right now isn't Rossia's deceptive tactics, but rather those seemingly unsystematic and destructive Sarkaz mercenaries."

"Understood, I'll make arrangements right away!" The adjutant agreed, then suddenly froze in his tracks. "However... Governor, most of our soldiers have been deployed. Aside from the officers guarding Luxembourg and their garrisons, the rest of our forces have been dispatched westward."

"Have some men from the western regions send back a thousand-man force with heavy firepower."

Carter touched the scars on his body. He would never forget the attack and the deaths of Sidlo and Choloy. "Rosia loves to resort to shady tactics. The Luxembourg garrison must not be moved. Once we gather enough troops, you will lead them to annihilate those Sarkaz. This is a great opportunity; you must seize it."

"Governor, your advice is excellent! I will not let you down!" Upon hearing this, the adjutant knelt excitedly on one knee. He was an adjutant personally promoted by Carter. Although he held considerable power, he did not control the military. If he performed well enough in this operation...

Thinking of this, the adjutant trembled with excitement, wishing he could offer the heads of those Sarkaz on the spot.

"Okay, go down. You arrange this matter well and don't let me down." Carter naturally knew the adjutant's little thoughts, and this was also the result he wanted to see.

After Hidro's death, his control over his officers was much weaker than before, so Carter had been actively training young officers to be loyal to him. The young adjutant in front of him, who was not much different in age from him, was one of the most outstanding officers he had trained.

Carter was very satisfied with his background, wisdom, and courage. The only problem was his lack of experience due to his youth. However, Carter did not take this small problem to heart. After all, experience is something that can be gained through practice.

But Carter seemed to have forgotten one thing, a very important thing.

That is something called experience, which he also lacks.

On the western defense line of Luxembourg, Captain Krey, who had just returned from the front-line command post, had not even had time to sit down when a notice of troop dispatch was delivered to him.

At first he thought it was support from Luxembourg, but when he saw the clear instructions asking him to hand over nearly a quarter of his soldiers, the captain, who was known for his bad temper, couldn't help but smash his desk with a punch.

"How dare he! We patrol the border every day, and every now and then we have to lead our men into a fight with the enemy. Now that a fight is about to break out, he's telling me to split up our forces?"

"Calm down. The troop deployment order clearly states that a group of Sarkaz mercenaries has appeared near Woden Town. Governor Carter made the right decision by sending troops to encircle and suppress those demons in advance just in case."

As Captain Kree's deputy, Sgorr was quite open-minded. "Luxembourg has suffered several assassination attempts. It's normal for the Governor-General not to be willing to detach his troops. Most of the troops are currently on the western front. If they want to deal with those demons, they'll have to withdraw a squad from us."

"That doesn't require a thousand men, does it?" Kled muttered, casually signing the transfer order. "Who will lead the army? Swain or Darius?"

Score glanced at the office door, confirmed it was locked, and lowered his voice to say, "It's Tyrone."

"Who is Talon?" Kled didn't react for a moment.

"Governor Carter's newly promoted adjutant, the pretty boy you mentioned." Sgor reminded him, covering his head.

"......." Klei was stunned for two seconds, then he picked up the transfer order on the table and took another look at it, and then tore it into pieces without hesitation.

Sgor sighed and reminded, "You are disobeying orders."

"He's trying to seize power!" It would have been fine if Skorl hadn't mentioned it, but once Klei mentioned it, his rage intensified. "My brothers are all brave men who have followed me all the way through this fight. You want me to pack up these brave men and give them to that pretty boy to be his dogs? Besides, if I were to take action, let alone lose these hundred men, even if I only had five hundred, I could still slaughter those demons!"

"That's true, but I'm afraid the old guys in other places have the same plan." Sgor sighed, took out a lighter from his pocket, and burned the debris on the ground in front of the two men. "Forget it, it's already torn up. We'll deal with it when the higher-ups blame us."

"Hmph, I hope that kid Carter can grow up his brain and stop thinking about his adjutants. You know, fighting wars still depends on us old guys." Klei snorted coldly in dissatisfaction, then leaned back in his chair, pretending to fall asleep.

Sgoel sighed and didn't say much.

And such scenes do not only happen in one small town.

A General's Success: 43 Rossiya's Trump Card

"Hmph, Carter brat finally showed his weakness." Count Rossia sipped his wine alone in his luxurious study, shaking his glass. Before him lay a report describing Luxembourg's recent deployments and battle reports.

Although Carter deployed heavy troops to guard Luxembourg, the focus of his defense was on his own residence and the Governor's Palace. The few additional guards at the city gate could not prevent his assassins who were proficient in stealth and disguise from entering and leaving.

After all, he didn't need to send assassins to bypass heavy defenses and kill the already frightened acting governor. The assassins only needed to obtain intelligence from the residence of an officer who worked closely with him.

"To be honest, his analysis is quite accurate. I've known for a long time that those old men would not allow me to become the next general." As the scarlet wine slowly disappeared from Count Rossia's mouth, his eyes gradually lost their warmth.

"But what can I do? His Majesty Fyodor will not allow himself to be your puppet forever, and I am no longer that timid young man."

Putting down his wine glass, Count Rossia looked ahead. From the previously empty study, men and women dressed as servants gradually appeared. These skilled assassins were the ones he had carefully trained over the past decade. If Count Rossia so desired, he could easily kill anyone in Luxembourg, even if that person was Carter.

Ironically, Count Rossia's purpose in training these assassins was not to kill anyone, but to prevent them from being assassinated by others.

His father, the previous Count Klein, had publicly made some rather radical remarks on behalf of the current Emperor Fyodor, with the result that Rossiya himself succeeded to the title of Count at a young age.

The generals who had fought so bravely for Ursus had become transformed after becoming nobles, their oaths to the late emperor reduced to silent mockery. Rossiya could not tolerate such a thing; he would never allow those filthy bugs to rule over him!

"Forty-five warriors, each with their own unique skills. When I ascend to the position of general, can you stop those filthy bugs from assassinating me?"

"We are willing to die for you, sir." All the assassins knelt on one knee at the same time and swore in unison.

After the oath, the beautiful woman in the lead bowed and rationally analyzed the situation for Rossiya: "Over the past few years, whether in Luxembourg or Saint Stein Castle, our infiltration plans have been quite successful. Whether it's the cause of General Akaski's death or the series of assassinations in Luxembourg, we have followed the clues and found the culprit behind it. If it weren't for the interference of those 'internal guards', the nobles of Saint Stein Castle would never have put their swords in your hands."

"Don't worry about the affairs of the 'Inner Guard'. His Majesty and the Speaker won't sit idly by." Count Rossia waved his hand, signaling the assassins to return to their positions. "The Clyde family's reputation remains. The 'Inner Guard' won't execute me personally. You just need to complete your work step by step. Oh, and a few smart guys, take my invitation to the officers on the Eastern Front. I think after reading my letter, they'll know what to choose."

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"Rosia has started to act." Almost at the same time as Rossiya gave the order, Victoria in Norvinsk calmly made a judgment.

The news of Carter's adjutant, Tyrone's failed recruitment attempt, became widely known, causing widespread unrest within Luxembourg. This period of internal and external troubles was the perfect time to conduct operations behind enemy lines.

If he were Rossiya, he would also make some small moves at this time. Regardless of whether Rossiya had previously planted spies within Luxembourg, given the current situation, if he could successfully incite a few officers to defect, the order that Carter had been working so hard to maintain would collapse, and Rossiya would be able to completely establish his victory.

"It's time to go." Putting down his coffee cup, Victoria looked at the three women who had been silent the entire time. "The time to capture Woden Town will soon arrive, and I must lead my troops to the southern town to take up positions ahead of time. Dorothy, while I'm away, you will be the lord's agent of Norvinsk. I will leave you 500 men to maintain order. Both the pace of spring plowing and the progress of expelling the infected must be maintained."

"Leave it to me." Dorothy nodded. The reluctance in her eyes quickly disappeared, replaced by a determined look. "I will follow your policies and build Norvinsk into the most solid fortress."

"That's enough." Victor nodded in satisfaction, then turned his gaze to Kashena, who seemed to be smiling. "Kashena, the operation of the caravan will be handed over to you for the time being. Whether it's the operation of supplies in Norvinsk or the supply of food and fodder for the troops, I'll leave it to you."

"You're such a pushover." Kashena raised her eyebrows and elegantly pushed up her glasses. "But since these tasks won't affect my afternoon tea, I'll agree to your request for now."

Victoria nodded. With these two secretaries helping him guard the base camp, he was not worried about any problems in Norvinsk.

"Oh? What about me?" Hunter Bee tilted his head and pointed at himself curiously.

Victoria rubbed Bee Hunter's head in annoyance. "What nonsense are you thinking? You come with me. The army doesn't have anyone skilled at deploying troops, so I have to do this myself. While I'm gone, you'll take over the vanguard position."

"Oh, I understand." The hunter bee curled its lips and shut up obediently.

Seeing that everyone no longer had any doubts, Victoria immediately wanted to stand up and go to the barracks to check the troops. But before he could take a step, Kaciena and Dorothy grabbed his arms, one on each side.

Victoria turned around curiously, only to find Dorothy lowering her head shyly. "It's still too late to send troops tomorrow, right?"

On the other side, Kasheina was not to be outdone. Her hands had already slipped into Victoria's clothes without her noticing. "If you don't relax for a while, I might accidentally forget about the Chamber of Commerce work."

Victor opened his mouth and was about to say something when he heard the office door click and be locked. Victor turned around and saw that it was Huntress who had slipped out of the office after seeing that the situation was not good. He did not forget to lock the door with his key before leaving.

Seeing that the two people's actions were becoming more and more outrageous, Victoria sighed helplessly, and then summoned the black dragon he had cultivated for many years.

"Since you're looking for a fight, don't blame my Black Dragon for being rude."

PS: T1 played really hard today, it looks like they are on the path to their fifth championship.

A General's Success: 44 The time has come, let's start the war today!

After a night of passion, Victoria went to the military camp in person to inspect the troops the next morning.

When friction between Rossia and Carter began to arise some time ago, Victoria had already consciously dispatched more troops to the southern town.

His purpose has always been clear. The town of Woden is both a transportation center and a commercial center. If he wants to become the master of Luxembourg, he must take it under his control.

However, controlling the town of Worden also means that his intentions will be exposed to everyone's sight. The town of Worden is not like those border towns. There are many people and eyes here. Basically, as soon as Victoria occupies the town of Worden, the other two will receive a report.

Therefore, he had to seize a certain opportunity precisely, a time when both Rossia and Carter were too distracted to pay attention, and then take control of the town of Worden in one fell swoop.

Meanwhile, Woden was now a chaotic mess of factions, with groups supporting Rossia and officers supporting Carter. Even the ailing Earl John had a loyal following. Victor had no real roots in the city, so if he wanted to capture Woden, he would have to rely on force.

In other words, John must die. And not just John, most of the officers and garrison in Worden Town must also be eliminated. Except for those officers who supported Carter, he could retain them at his discretion, but he didn't want to let any of the remaining troops go.

Thanks to the large troop transport vehicles provided by the Kashena Chamber of Commerce, Victoria and his troops arrived at the twin towns of Doko and Dolon within a day. It was only 30 kilometers away from the town of Warden, and theoretically the troop transport only needed an hour to arrive.

After arriving at the Twin Towns, the first thing Victoria did was to gather and count the existing troops.

Taking into account the urgent need for garrison troops in Norvinsk, Victoria left 500 permanent soldiers from Norvinsk to garrison in the city. In addition to the necessary garrisons left in various small towns, Victoria actually brought only about 2,000 ordinary soldiers.

These two thousand soldiers were the backbone of his forces. Above them were the Flying Bear Army of more than three hundred specially trained by Victor, and below them were a little more. Victor had recruited nearly five hundred full-time infected soldiers, and the Xianzhen Camp had forcibly conscripted more than a hundred cannon fodder.

Including the infected guerrillas who are temporarily in cooperation with him and the Sarkaz mercenaries who can be deployed once, it can be said that Victor has now taken out all his assets, and he has only one goal.

When the two sides were in a tense situation, they took down Woden Town as quickly as possible, and then returned to Luxembourg with great momentum.

After taking stock and arranging the soldiers' stationing, Victoria went to the city hall of the twin towns to check on the progress of the special officials' work, and then plunged into the military camp to start a massive military training.

The time has not yet come, and Victoria does not know much about Rossiya, but he can understand this ambitious earl from the general business situation of Rossiya and Kashena's evaluation.

He had long coveted Luxembourg and would not let this opportunity slip away. After all, no one could guarantee that another opportunity would arise in Rossiya's lifetime. Therefore, he had no choice.

While supervising the military training, Victor was trying to figure out how to use dimensional transcendence. He was different from Carter, who was still a bit naive.

He only believed in human nature and wisdom. In Victoria's mind, Rossia's hysteria was an inevitable event.

He won't take any chances.

Sure enough, four days later, a piece of intelligence arrived in Victoria's hands along with Malfoy's Chamber of Commerce. Count Rossia had completely betrayed his sworn brother, ignoring Imperial law and dispatching several troops from different regions in an attempt to break through Luxembourg's defenses.

Although most of the troops were stopped by the garrisons at the border of the territory, several teams encountered no resistance and marched almost straight into the main city of Luxembourg.

"The opportunity has come!" Victoria wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth, and his face, which had been calm all along, finally revealed an expression of joy that he could hardly suppress.

Rossia's action plan did not exceed Victoria's expectations. With the help of the traitor, his troops broke through the defense line set up by Carter.

The ancients said that a defeat is like a mountain collapsing, but this proverb hardly applies to the Terran War. Luxembourg, as a military fortress, its garrisoned artillery and garrison were more than enough to easily annihilate Rossiya's raiding force.

The single-soldier breakthrough is an illusion. Rossia's next strategic plan must be to use these gaps to gradually erode the garrisons on the defense line, because only by absorbing or eliminating these troops will he be qualified to compete with Carter who owns Luxembourg.

After all, it is easy to defend a city but difficult to attack it. Even if Rossia has planted a traitor in Luxembourg, it is extremely difficult to break through a military fortress head-on.

"First, create a numerical advantage by eroding the border defenses. Then, use the illusion of a large army siege to force Carter to mobilize a large number of troops. Finally, have the traitor lead the assassins who have been ambushed to attack Governor Carter, leaving him wide open. This will achieve a breakthrough with minimal casualties. Once Carter is dead, most of the garrison will give up resistance. Even if there are still some rebellious individuals who refuse to surrender, they will be quickly overwhelmed by the sheer number of people."

Putting down his wine glass, Victoria immediately summoned the Bee Hunters who were currently fighting in the makeshift arena. "Go notify the leaders of each unit and have them suspend training and prepare for battle."

Hunting Bee paused as he wiped his sweat. "Hmm? What about you?"

Victoria smiled slightly, his body gradually becoming transparent: "I'm going out for a while, and I'll be back soon if nothing unexpected happens."

With the help of Malfoy and other caravans, Victoria had always known the location of the infected guerrillas. But now the time was tight and he had no time to wait for the caravan's slow way of transmitting information.

Speed is of the essence in war, so Victoria decided to use dimensional transcendence to transmit information himself.

As Victoria pushed open the door to the world of consciousness, the endless wilderness appeared before him again.

After confirming that the crossing was successful, Victoria did not act in a hurry, but looked up at the sky.

The giant bear and the giant snake in the sky were still tightly entangled together, looking no different from before.

But Victoria is not Dorothy, he already knows what these two animals represent.

"You didn't think I wouldn't recognize you, did you? Don't play dead, Black Snake. The time has come. Today is the day to rise up!"

Following Victoria's call, the giant snake that was originally sleeping quietly opened its eyes and stared straight at Victoria who was like an ant below.

"Hiss—Welcome to my world."

PS: Delta is still pretty fun, but my first love is still Tarkov. (Although it's a piece of shit now.)

A General's Success: 45 Broken First Love

"...As long as you like it."

Hearing Black Snake's shameless words, Victoria's mouth twitched and he decisively ignored the topic.

According to Dorothy, the concept of distance does not exist in this desolate land. If you want to travel through this desolate land, you need some "coordinates".

If the coordinates are not moved, no matter how far Victoria runs in the barren land, he will return to his original position after going out.

As for what the coordinates Dorothy mentioned were...

In the world of consciousness, the only thing that can be called a coordinate is naturally the reflection of the souls of people in the real world on this desolate land.

Of course, this desolate land lacks everything except these soul reflections. If you want to locate them accurately, you need to use some tricks.

For example, you can write down someone's soul reaction in advance; or look for a unique soul reflection.

Victoria glanced at the black snake above his head and understood what was going on.

The two people in front of him could obviously be considered unique souls.

But if the black snake were used as a coordinate, it would probably randomly teleport to one of its offspring, which was too random. Furthermore, Tallulah probably hadn't fully transformed into the black snake yet, so using it as a coordinate would likely fail to locate her.