Terra Martial God and Merit System

"No!" The adjutant reacted in an instant, "I won't do this!"

Having followed Hamblin for so long, he knew how tiring the job of a traitor was.

Now that Hamblin has run away, he feels happy, but I am miserable!

"An order is an order!" Hamblin said seriously, "Now you have to do your job well."

"Maybe the emperor will give you a title...hahaha..."

The adjutant looked bitter and could only nod angrily.

Next, they made more detailed plans for the plan.

First of all, you must not die right after arriving at the front line, you must wait for a while and act a little.

The second is Gilberto, who must be made to believe that he is a truly loyal and patriotic general.

In this way, when he died, the emperor would cry bitterly instead of speculating whether there was something fishy going on.

The other is the adjutant.

The team he led must appear at the right time, "just right" to resolve the crisis and repel the terrible Terra Alliance.

Moreover, the military uniforms on the bodies had to be replaced with Terra Union uniforms as soon as possible to fake the scene.

The plan is complete, and now it’s time to act.

After informing Hellagur, a large-scale conflict broke out the day after arriving at the front line.

The Terra Union's artillery fire never stopped, and Hamblin also fired back with artillery.

During the bombardment, Hamblin miraculously gained the upper hand, and then on the front battlefield, he made a major breakthrough and pushed the front line forward a lot.

Both parties put in a lot of effort to make the details as perfect as possible.

Since all the soldiers fighting on the front line were personally selected by Hamblin, the play was successfully performed.

In his report to Fyodor, Gilberto wrote:

"The Terra Union's artillery is not worth mentioning. Earl Hamblin completely suppressed the enemy's artillery in the battle."

"As for their so-called guns that don't use Originium techniques, they were also defeated by the shield guards in the frontal battlefield."

"There are corpses of the Terran Union Army everywhere. They look similar to us Ursus people... We also seized a lot of weapons... I will send these weapons over..."

The next few days remained a stalemate.

The Terran Alliance remained inactive, and Hamblin, claiming that he wanted to reorganize his army, also stopped his offensive posture.

After Hamblin finally united the disparate armies, the Terran coalition launched a counterattack.

The battle between the two sides reached a fever pitch, with the sound of artillery fire everywhere and the entire front line in a state of chaos.

This time it was not an act. Therefore, Hamblin did not completely control the Ursus army on the front line. Some people really thought that the Terra Union was attacking.

So it can only be regarded as a one-sided performance by the Terra Union. In order to avoid the opponent's complete collapse due to the fierce attack.

Gilberto wrote in his report:

"Although the enemy's offensive was fierce, we still held on. The front line remained motionless..."

"Earl Hamblin vomited three liters of blood today. I'm afraid he can't..."

Gilberto sighed, sealed the envelope in his hand, and was about to get up when he heard a shout outside the tent.

A team of fully armed soldiers rushed in, pinned Gilberto to the ground, tied him up and took him away.

Gilberto was confused, and the other party put a black hood on him. It took a long time to take it off.

He found himself in a carriage, and the person sitting opposite him was none other than Hamblin.

"Count, what's going on?" Gilberto asked anxiously, "You were also captured? The defense line was breached?!"

Chapter 309 A bold idea

"Sir Gilberto." Hamblin looked relaxed.

He had never felt as relaxed as he did today since he was entrusted with this task.

He felt relieved at the thought that he would never have to chat about riddles with those stupid nobles again.

And the most important thing is that I just communicated with Herag.

In view of his merits, he will participate in the war against Fort Saint.

This is indeed an infinite honor for me.

Hamblin smiled slightly, "Come, have some tea."

"You... are not right!" Gilberto suddenly realized, "Where is the white beard on your face... and the wrinkles? Why are they gone?"

"And....why are you wearing rebel clothes?"

"Ha..." Hablin howled, "Why am I wearing rebel clothes... You might as well guess."

"You...you..." Gilberto's eyes widened, "You betrayed His Majesty too?!"

"I have never pledged allegiance, so how can I talk about betrayal?" Hamblin sneered, "I have been a member of the Terra Union for a long time."

"Gu--" He finished his tea in one gulp, "Do you know how I've been spending these days?"

"Finally! I'm finally back!"

"His Majesty treats you as his confidant, and you actually——"

"Shut up!" Hamblin yelled, "I've always been annoyed with that dog emperor! If you say anything about him again, I'll get angry!"

Gilberto's lips trembled with anger and he couldn't utter complete words.

"Now, I'm giving you a choice." Hamblin said, "If you..."

"Puff!" Gilberto raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, then fell to the ground, his life or death unknown.

"Ah?" Hamblin scratched his head. "Can't stand being scolded? I wanted to persuade him to surrender... Forget it, let's go and report to the general first..."

------------

"A huge gap appeared on the front line! The Terra Alliance seized the opportunity and marched straight in. They captured the front-line commander, Count Hamblin!"

When the news reached the Castle of the Holy Horse, Feodor was filled with despair.

His trusted and beloved general was actually captured by the Terra Union?

If it was someone else, there might be a chance that they could be rescued...but this time it was Hamblin who was captured.

Count Hamblin always liked to place the frontline headquarters very far forward for better command, which was also regarded by many as a display of bravery.

But I didn't expect...

He used to save others, but now he has been taken away. Who will save him?

Could it be...that God really wants to kill me?

Feodor's expression was stiff, and he sat there in a daze until his subordinate handed him something again. Then he reacted and woke up as if from a dream.

After seeing this report, Feodor couldn't help but feel sad again.

This was the last letter from Gilberto, another of his confidants.

It expressed an optimistic guess about the current war situation and concern about Count Hamblin's physical condition.

Logically speaking, this letter shouldn't have arrived so late.

But according to intelligence, Gilberto was arrested just after he finished writing.

Thinking that his confidant was also in danger of life or death, Feodor couldn't help but feel a pang of pain in his heart.

"How long will it take us to complete our work?" he asked tremblingly.

"At least half a month."

Fyodor brought the map.

Their situation is very dangerous now. If the Terra Union makes another major breakthrough, they will be able to break through the unfinished defense measures and then attack the capital Saint Jun Fortress.

"What's the situation at the front?" he asked.

"Your Majesty, the fighting on the front has been settled. However, each front is fighting on its own. We are trying to contact..."

"As for the supreme commander, please appoint one, Your Majesty..."

Feodor's eyes were red, and countless names flowed through his mind.

No, no!

These people cannot be entrusted with important tasks.

"Is this the situation at the front?" Fyodor asked, "Are there any special circumstances?"

There was a hint of anticipation in his tone.

"It's all a defeat...ah! No, there is a small team active at the front line, constantly gathering the defeated soldiers!" The report from his secretary became increasingly excited.

"They have won every small-scale battle. They have now gathered a considerable force."

"....." Fyodor didn't say anything. His brain was thinking.

Think! Think as hard as you can!

I want to...I want to...

"His Majesty?"

"Send us the information of all the members of this team." Fyodor opened his eyes and gave the order, "Also, the Supreme Commander... go and ask the head of the Franz family."

"But he is already a hundred years old..."

"He will make the right choice." Feodor said coldly.

"That's it for now. We must quickly prepare the front line. This is the most urgent issue."

----------

"Oh no, this emperor has grown a brain."

Terra United Front Command.

Everyone is discussing the upcoming battle together.

According to their original plan, a 'wild' Ursus 'patriot' would appear.

Now that Emperor Ursus has no one available, he can only rely on this person, and then they play another round and repeat the previous operations.

As luck would have it, for some reason, Feodor learned his lesson this time.

He directly ordered an old noble who had long since retired to go to war, even threatening the other party's family.

As for the Terra Union's inner team, he only sent a text commendation on the surface, which was completely inconsistent with everyone's expectations.

"Are you familiar with this old general?" Hamblin asked.

"I've heard of his name." Herag nodded, "He was also a famous general during the expansion of Ursus. I didn't expect him to be dragged out now..."

"He may be old now, but he won't necessarily make serious mistakes. We have to be careful with people like this."

"So what should the team do? Do we just leave it alone?"

"No!" Herag shook his head. "Since Fyodor didn't send anyone to deal with this team directly, it means he is only suspicious now, not sure."

"If there is no trust, we can give him trust."

"General, what you mean is..."

"We didn't execute all the nobles we captured before, right?" Herag thought, "Maybe we can make use of them now."

"By the way, contact the Reunion Movement. I want to find out how many secret agents we have in Saint Steed Castle now."

The information was transmitted quickly and the situation of the integration movement was quickly delivered.

The current integration movement has not made in-depth arrangements in Saint Jun Castle, and most people are of relatively low status.

But now Feodor continues to exploit the nobles, causing panic among the people.