I'm in Terra

"That gloomy man you hate the most." Hedley clapped his hands and signaled all the captains to assemble. "Each team leader should take the supplies that belong to his team. These treasures are not easy to earn. There will be a fierce battle to fight soon."

"There are so many gloomy men I hate, how am I supposed to know which one it is?" W smacked his lips in feigned confusion, but he had already walked over to the supplies. "I'll take these crossbows. As for the armor and swords, you can divide them up among yourselves."

"Remember to leave some for the scout team." Hedley sighed helplessly.

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卢森堡

Carter hadn't been able to sleep in recent days. He couldn't understand why the troops on the front collapsed so easily, and he couldn't understand why Rossia dared to blatantly ignore imperial law and attack Luxembourg.

Because there has been no war for a long time, the energy supply of Luxembourg's internal facilities has always been arranged according to the minimum standards. Both the charge of the city defense artillery and the energy of the mobile core are at a very dangerous level.

In addition, Rossiya's troops approached Luxembourg almost immediately, which resulted in Luxembourg becoming a hedgehog curled up in place, able to fight back but unable to escape.

However, Carter's nervousness was soon relieved, because the news of Victoria's occupation of the town of Woden soon reached Carter's ears through the communication of the caravan, and along with it came a handwritten letter from Victoria.

A General's Success: 51 Brotherly Love

To my dear brother:

I've been having sleepless nights lately, dwelling on the chaos in Luxembourg. Back when my father was in power, Luxembourg was a harmonious, cohesive society. It wasn't perfect, but at least it was peaceful and stable.

But now?

Is it because the three of us brothers are not as politically skilled as our father? Perhaps that's a factor, but more likely, it's the work of those villains who have been coveting our power for a long time.

Count Rossia has long been entrenched in Luxembourg, long intent on stealing the inheritance that belongs to our three brothers. Now that his intentions have been exposed, I think the assassination attempt on you and Joloygo is likely related to him.

As early as when I heard that Rossiya and Joloy were competing in the town of Woden, I wondered if he was the culprit of the civil unrest in Luxembourg.

When he proactively created friction on the border between our territories, I became even more certain of this. His ambitions are even greater than you and I imagined. I'm afraid that pressure from above and imperial law won't be enough to curb his desires. With this in mind, I traveled alone to the small town in eastern Luxembourg.

Fortunately, the upper-class nobles were more or less aware of his evil ambitions, and my request for help in the eastern town went quite smoothly. Those noble supporters were willing to donate generously, and together with me, they raised two thousand volunteers.

Considering that my team was large and diverse and the situation in Luxembourg was still promising at the time, I did not come to support Luxembourg immediately after leading the troops. Instead, I set my sights on the wavering Count John.

At the time, I was thinking that if Count John were persuaded by Rossia to betray Luxembourg, the war would take an unforeseen turn. Therefore, for the sake of the overall situation, I led the volunteers to capture the town. And Count John was indeed plotting to surrender to Count Rossia.

After obtaining this intelligence, I broke out in a cold sweat, but before I could recover, news of the breach of the western defense line came one after another.

It is obvious that among the nobles outside, the officers on the border, and even among the people around you, big brother, there must be many traitors who are loyal to Rossiya.

The days ahead will be incredibly difficult, so please be wary of betrayal and assassination. But I firmly believe that if you and I work together, we can reclaim our father's legacy.

In addition, although the upper nobles of Saint Jun Castle support us, we must also be careful of their hidden tricks.

Don't forget, my father had an accident in Saint Stein Castle after all, but I think this incident has little to do with Count Rossia.

The dawn of victory is just around the corner. Please continue to persevere. I will reorganize the army in Woden Town and then personally lead the army to support Luxembourg and jointly thwart Rossiya's conspiracy.

Your brother, Victoria.

"With a brother like this, what else do I need!" Carter held the letter in one hand and slammed the table with the other hand.

Victoria's letter undoubtedly injected new fuel into Carter's increasingly disheartened heart, and the acting governor, who had been doubting himself, regained his direction.

"Come here, bring me Luxembourg's defense map! I want to personally oversee and manage the city's defense plan! Also, have the soldiers prepare for a counterattack. As soon as Victoria's army arrives, we'll strike with all our might and inflict heavy damage on those traitors! We must avenge my brother and Mr. Hidro!"

"Yes!" Emotions are contagious. Carter's renewed enthusiasm gave the officers hope again. If there is a possibility of victory, no one wants to surrender to rebellion.

The latest deployment was quickly passed on from top to bottom, and this mobile city, which was originally a war fortress, quickly restored order and vitality, and the traitors within Luxembourg were forced to suspend their plan to surrender the city.

"Snapped!"

Rossia had just arrived at the front line and had barely settled down when the spies brought back intelligence that Carter was prepared to resist resolutely. Furious, Rossia clenched the intelligence tightly in her hand, as if she was going to eat someone alive.

"Good Carter, good Victor! Changing the deployment, huh? Fighting to the end, huh? Since I've guessed there's a traitor in Luxembourg, I don't need to waste any more time. Pass on my orders, attack the city!"

"Hurray!" The news of Luxembourg's insufficient energy reserves had long been leaked by an insider, and all the officers under Rossia were ready to fight for the credit of being the first to reach the target.

After all the officers had left, Rossia looked at the maid who had been accompanying him. The maid had changed into casual clothes and had slightly changed her makeup, looking quite inconspicuous.

"Send a few men infiltrate and let that guy take action. Also, take a few good fighters with you to Warden Town. Akaski's descendants? Humph, since you insist on stopping me, let's go down and be buried with him."

"Your will." The maid bowed slightly and disappeared into the shadows.

The news of Rossiya's full-scale offensive quickly came from the front line, but Victoria, who was preparing in Woden Town, was still leisurely correcting documents.

He wasn't in a hurry to go to Luxembourg for support. The towering walls and dense defensive artillery weren't just for show. Even with Rossiya's overwhelming superiority in numbers, it wouldn't be easy to capture the fortress. Not to mention that Rossiya now had many surrendered troops at their disposal. Before gaining an absolute advantage, he wouldn't dare resort to such rash maneuvers.

Use up all the energy and ammunition of the city defense artillery, then break open the city gate with the help of an insider, and finally control the battlefield inside Luxembourg. This is the formula for Rossia's advancement.

Victor had already planned Rossiya's strategic deployment several times, and he would never miss the moment when Rossiya showed a flaw.

"Your brother is in trouble now, and you can still sit still~" Just as Victoria was busy sorting out his work, a familiar voice appeared at the office door.

Kashena, who was supposed to be in Norvinsk, inexplicably appeared in Woden Town at this moment. She greeted Victoria with a smile and said, "You don't seem surprised by my appearance?"

"I might be even more surprised if you stay in Norvinsk until everything is settled."

Victoria waved the pen in his hand as a greeting. "Besides, compared to my brother who has rekindled his fighting spirit, I am now in greater danger at Woden Town Hall, right?"

"Bingo~" Kasheina narrowed her eyes, smiled, and nodded. "Rosia's assassins are coming for you. Soon you'll see how Qiao Luoyi died, on your own body~~~ Do you need my help?"

"Of course, but not now." Victoria put away the pen, took off his glasses, and gently unbuttoned his collar.

"Are you interested in walking around the streets with me? I want to witness the power of the legendary immortal black snake with my own eyes."

Kasheina smiled charmingly and took the hand that Victoria extended: "As you wish~"

A general's success: 52 upper level

Saint Stewart Castle

The deepest part of the palace

When Fyodor finished his busy day of government affairs, the sun had already set in the sky.

He looked at the decree he had just completed and breathed a sigh of satisfaction.

The nobles sent him a batch of trivial hours every day for his review, and he always naively believed that he could not see through their little tricks.

Humph, it's just a temporary measure. If the country didn't need them as a transit point, Fyodor would have long ago ordered the Internal Security Bureau to kill them all.

Now he has to be patient.

"Your Majesty, the Speaker is here to visit."

Just as Fyodor was lost in thought, a man in strange attire suddenly appeared beside him. A low voice came from a device that looked like a ventilator, waking up the pensive emperor.

"You're just in time. Let him come right in. Oh, and prepare some food for me."

The man lowered his head slightly and quickly disappeared from the spot.

A moment later, Chancellor Witte, dressed in casual clothes, strode into the palace and bowed symbolically to Fyodor: "Your Majesty, good evening."

"Okay, no need to play this trick in private." Fyodor glared at Witte in a reproachful manner, and only after his good speaker regained his usual maturity and composure did he excitedly hand over the decree he had just thought of.

"Take a look at the new decree I've come up with. If it can be successfully implemented, the power of the nobles will be slightly curbed, and the situation of the infected in Ursus will be somewhat alleviated."

Witte took the decree, examined it carefully, and soon his eyes lit up. "Not a bad idea. This reduction in power won't hurt the nobles, but it's a good start. If Your Majesty wishes to implement this policy, you can try it out first with Saint Steed Castle and the new nobles. As for the old nobles... I'm afraid it won't work."

"I guess so." Fyodor sighed, tossing the decree casually on the table. "Those guys have begun to realize our intentions to some extent, and many of the old nobles are already desperately suppressing the newcomers I support. I'm afraid that before the new nobles rise up, the old nobles will rebel. By the way, what brings you to see me so late?"

"The decisive battle has begun in Luxembourg, and the outcome will be decided within a week." Witt pushed his glasses and succinctly explained his purpose. "If nothing unexpected happens, Count Rossia will win. Then, all our preparations will come in handy."

"Well done! You are indeed a good man of the Clyde family!"

Fyodor's spirits lifted, and he paced back and forth excitedly. "As long as Rossiya can control Luxembourg, those nobles won't be able to refute my appointment. Then I'll appoint Rossiya as the Lord of Luxembourg, and he'll use the situation to blame the civil unrest on the chaotic structure of those nobles, and I can then logically dismantle the Sixth Legion. Well done, well done! Witte, how about a few drinks with me tonight?"

"Count Rossiya hasn't won yet." Speaker Witte reminded with a smile: "Although Rossiya on the front line has our secret support and is almost certain to win, if those old guys secretly put obstacles in his way, I'm afraid..."

"Leave it to you, Witt." Fyodor nodded, his excitement quickly subsiding. "Think of a plan to get those old guys moving around. We must help Rossiya gain enough space. The disbanding of the Sixth Army is imperative!"

"Don't waste your brains anymore." Witte smiled slightly and pointed to the wet draft on the table. "I think the decree Your Majesty just wrote is quite good. How about we add some oil and spice to it and put it on the agenda tomorrow morning?"

"Good idea!" Fyodor nodded excitedly. "Then I'll leave the rectification to you, my dear. Your Majesty hasn't even had dinner yet."

Witt was stunned, then he laughed helplessly: "Okay, then I will sacrifice my life to accompany Your Highness."

"Well, Akaski's sacrifice will not be in vain. I will restore Ursus to its former glory no matter what! Even if it means rivers of blood!"

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Woden Town

Today is the second day of Victoria's garrison. The citizens of Woden Town have more or less accepted the status quo. Although only a few shops are open on the street, its prosperity has far exceeded that of Norvinsk.

"It's truly a major commercial town. If Norvinsk were this prosperous, the number of soldiers stationed in Woden wouldn't be 2,000, but at least 5,000."

"I don't think there is much difference. Once you have seen the prosperity of Saint Castle, these so-called commercial centers are nothing but a hair on the back of a beast of burden." Kashena put her arm around Victoria and looked around casually.

Both men were aware that there were several assassins lurking around, but they still strolled casually along the street.

Victor didn't even call for the Flying Bear Army guards. He knew that even the well-trained Flying Bear Army was nothing more than insignificant children in front of the assassins who mastered the Originium skills.

Enjoying the night breeze, Victoria pulled out a small bottle of liquor from his pocket and sipped it. "Speaking of which, is Originium magic really that exaggerated? I've never had an intuitive understanding of this kind of magic. After all, the only sorcerers I've come into contact with are Dorothy and you, and your skills..."

"Have you heard of war sorcerers?" Kasheina smiled and explained, "Once those with the potential to awaken special spells are discovered, they will be immediately sent to Saint Castle for further training. During their studies, everyone will constantly come into contact with Originium to deepen their understanding of their innate spells. Upon graduation, each warlock will have a complete set of spellcasting units tailored to them. At that time, a human-shaped natural disaster is born. A warlock can replace an entire mortar team. The cooperation of a warlock team can change the course of a war in an instant."

"That's really exaggerated." Just imagining the emotions in Kashena's mouth, Victor felt a little dry in the mouth. Mobile nuclear bombs with almost no restrictions and humanoid mortars that can create saturation bombardments at will are the kind of troops that every commander dreams of.

As the two continued to walk, the trackers seemed to confirm that there was no ambush around. Several assassins quietly surrounded the two people who were walking, with cold blades ready to be unsheathed at any time.

"Dinner is here, you really don't want me to help?" Feeling the coldness almost touching her skin, Kashena chuckled and licked her lips.

Victor shook his head and thrust the bottle into Kashena's chest. "This is a rare opportunity. Let me show you what I'm capable of. Warm up the wine for me. I'll end the fight before it warms up."

Kill two birds with one stone: 53

On some quiet streets, a few passers-by walked quickly along the street. The nights in Ursus were very cold and few people would stay outside.

In contrast, Victoria and Kashiena, standing motionless on the street, stood out. But Victoria no longer had time to care about this. He scanned every passerby, trying to find something special about them.

The cold murderous intent clung to Victoria's back like a maggot on his tarsal bone, but what he saw in his eyes told him that everything was normal.

The invisible killer is slowly approaching the prey, but the young boy who is the prey can only remain vigilant and stand still.

In the blind spot of their vision, a shadow suddenly began to move irregularly, and a sharp dagger emerged from the shadow, but quickly sank.

The assassin is very patient and does not intend to act rashly. Her companions will create opportunities for her to kill, and all she has to do is to hand over the sharp, poisoned dagger at the most critical moment.

But also because of the perspective, the assassin in the shadows did not notice that the moment she quietly emerged, Kashena, who was standing elegantly in place, suddenly raised the corner of her mouth in a very low arc.

bump----

As soon as the shadow assassin gave the signal, the assassination began.

A young man walking towards Victoria suddenly twisted his foot and stumbled to the ground in front of him. At the same time, two assassins in light clothing leaped from the roof, daggers pointed at Victoria's heart and neck.

"A mere trifle." Victor didn't even look at it. He stood up and kicked the first assassin's arm in half with a roundhouse kick, and the dagger in the assassin's hand was also driven towards the second person.

Unexpectedly, the second assassin didn't even bother to look at him, risking being slashed by the poisoned dagger as he held out his dagger. Unfortunately, the assassin underestimated Victor's speed and flexibility. After kicking the first assassin away, Victor didn't land directly, but twisted his body to deliver a second kick.

Although the force of the second kick was slightly insufficient, it still knocked the dagger out of the assassin's hand. Seeing that both weapons were kicked away, Victoria immediately drew the dagger from his waist and stabbed each of the two assassins who had lost their balance.

But after killing the two assassins, the cold premonition in Victoria's heart did not disappear, but became more urgent. Without thinking, he killed the two assassins and flew out directly according to the force of the sword.

Shhhhhhh———

At the moment when Victor rushed out, three crossbow arrows almost brushed past him. The man who fell to the ground at first took out a short crossbow from his arms and shot three arrows at Victor.

Realizing his crossbow had been dodged, the man dropped his disguise, drew his dagger, and charged at Victoria. However, the two men's sneak attack hadn't hurt Victoria, so how could a single assassin possibly do the same?

Almost at the first sight, the man was cut into pieces by Victoria along with his knife, and died at Victoria's feet with an unwilling look on his face.

"Is that all?"

Seeing that the killer no longer attacked, Victoria took out a handkerchief from his arms and slowly wiped the dagger in his hand. Because he had used too much force just now, the dagger was cut by him. It seems that after the Luxembourg incident is over, he will have to find a way to steal a better weapon from Kashena.

It seemed that Victor's dismissive attitude had irritated the assassins, as two masked crossbowmen suddenly appeared from the rooftop, armed with giant crossbows. Without further ado, they fired their crossbows at Victor and Kashena.

Unfortunately, the Hippogriff's speed was beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, and Victor's strength far exceeded their expectations. With a single crouch, Victor and Kashena leaped out from two different directions, their figures so swift they were practically distorted shadows in that instant.

The giant crossbows in the assassins' hands looked ridiculous at this moment. The crossbow arrows they fired couldn't even hit the shadows of the two men, let alone their bodies running at high speed.

"Sending assassins is a good strategy, but unfortunately, it's still too limited." Victory concluded with a smile, wiping the bloodied dagger from his hand. He wasn't in the habit of wasting words in battle; the two crossbowmen had already been slain before he could even open his mouth.

"That's true." Kashena, who was also standing on the roof, brushed away her messy hair, her eyes constantly looking at Victoria's slender and muscular figure.

She had watched Victor's daily morning exercises and military drills, but she had never imagined he could possess such strength. Although his few moves hadn't demonstrated any advanced swordsmanship, Victor's speed and strength far exceeded what one would expect at his age.