I, who was eager to retire, became an Imperial General.

Chapter 137 Wisdom and Brute Force

"Has it started yet?"

On a plain 3 kilometers east of Horseshoe City, Leon Lee, located in the center of the Independent Fourth Division, slowly narrowed his eyes as he sensed the intense magical fluctuations in the air.

He knew that, under his arrangement, Colonel Galil was either defeated and killed or captured by John Maslow.

There are no other possibilities besides these two outcomes.

However, this sacrifice by the other side is not meaningless; rather, it can help him win the war.

This will allow him to emerge as the ultimate winner in this complex struggle that brings together forces from all sides.

Although it was indeed too cruel for Colonel Galil himself.

But there has never been any fairness in the world.

The strong prey on the weak, and the weak prey on the even weaker.

This is the only truth that has never changed since the age of gods.

In contrast, the Kingdom of Victoria has now reached a completely new level of technological development.

An empire that relies entirely on the destructive power of magic soldiers and magic cannons, and the Saga Kingdom, which is weakening due to the passing of the Great Sage, and whose so-called glory is becoming more and more of a joke, as well as other countries on the continent of Otto.

Those latter are more like outdated products that should be eliminated by the times.

The root cause can be described as that they went in the wrong direction.

They are constantly immersed in the glory of personal power brought about by the age of gods, and yearn to grow stronger through physical or supernatural means.

In this world where even the gods have given up and left, there is a possibility of breaking free from constraints and returning to that one and only realm that is fundamentally impossible to achieve.

Isn't that a kind of prejudiced ignorance?

After all, the power that humans, capable of thought, possess—a power that even the gods fear—has never been destructive.

"It is wisdom that is often subconsciously overlooked under the influence of magic and so-called spells!"

Leon murmured softly, his dark eyes gazing into the distance at the mesmerizing yet fragile radiance of magic that shone like stars. A barely perceptible hint of disdain flickered in his star-like pupils.

Limitless creativity, limitless possibilities for change.

This is the fundamental reason why humans were able to surpass demons and undead races in the age of gods, and gain the favor, and even the fear, of the gods.

Unfortunately, very few people in this world are able to clearly recognize this.

Fortunately, he was fortunate enough to be among the few, and at the very top of that group!

But even someone as outstanding as him still faces obstacles that hinder his progress.

Fortunately, thanks to his planning, he only needs to wait quietly for the situation to develop. After tonight, the barrier called 'Morning Star' will be completely crossed by him.

Then, with an unprecedented kingly demeanor, he ascended the throne that had been prepared for him!
"Major General Leon, we've already wasted too much time taking this detour. I'd like to ask when you plan to officially advance?"

As Leon pondered and quietly awaited his Black Feather troops to deliver the message that nothing could possibly go wrong,

A slightly irritable voice interrupted his thoughts. He raised an eyebrow and looked in the direction of the voice, only to find that Damon Morningstar, who should have been quietly waiting for his orders to charge with him in the New Star Chaser Cavalry under his arrangement, had somehow come to the center of his formation without permission.

The other person's tall figure cast a long shadow in the moonlight, and his brown eyes were filled with anxiety and impatience.

His inhuman physique caused the orc general, who had suffered setbacks on the battlefield and was now eager to wash away his humiliation and regain his glory, to exhale in a visible white mist, fueled by his emotions.

How savage!

Leon murmured to himself, but outwardly smiled and addressed the other person:

"No rush. Now is not the time to strike. When the right opportunity arises, I will immediately issue the order to advance."

"The right opportunity? When will we get that opportunity? Haven't you felt the magical fluctuations in the air, Major General Leon? The war in Horseshoe City has already begun. Why should we continue to wait in this damned place!"

Damon relentlessly questioned the short and frail human general before him, making no attempt to conceal his inner anxiety and anger. Especially since they had been traveling along the main road earlier, and should have arrived outside Horseshoe City an hour earlier, but the general had only seen a few unremarkable mounds by the roadside in the distance before immediately halting the army and inexplicably ordering a change of course.

They were forced to traverse the vexing jungle, taking a huge detour, until they arrived at this plain that was otherwise flat and unremarkable.

Damon didn't understand Leon's order at all, and even thought the other party's behavior was absurd.

Putting aside the fact that they possessed Fred armor, which could withstand Imperial artillery fire and bullets, the Star Chaser Cavalry Regiment, which served as the vanguard in this operation, did not encounter any ambushes or dangers after entering that road.

Secondly, those are just a few small mounds. Even if there really were Imperial Army ambushes hidden behind them, how many people could there be?
The total number of people is at most six or seven hundred, that's the maximum.

Is it really necessary for this enemy force of over 15000 men to make such an absurd move as to retreat against such a small, almost negligible enemy?
Moreover, such obvious magical fluctuations have now erupted within the city.

Hasn't it already been proven that Galil, who infiltrated ahead of time, has already begun fighting the Imperial army inside the city?
Even though their own soldiers are fighting a bloody battle to retake Horseshoe City, and may even be facing a life-or-death crisis.

At this point, all they need to do is lead their troops into Horseshoe City, and with the help of Galil, who is currently engaged in a fierce battle with the Imperial Army and has already drawn most of the enemy's firepower, they can launch a coordinated attack from within and without, and Horseshoe City will be within their grasp!
But what is this human commander doing?
He led his army to a safe area outside the city to observe the changing situation and wait for what he called the elusive opportune moment.

This is an act of using the so-called situation as an excuse to avoid war.

He's acting like a coward!
As expected, not a single human born in the Kingdom of Victoria possessed courage.

They're all cowards with no honor whatsoever!

To associate with such people is an insult to an orc warrior!
"Humph!"

Damon grew increasingly annoyed, and couldn't help but snort. Before Leon could speak, he raised his hand and coldly interrupted him:
"Alright, Major General Leon, you don't need to say any more. I have no intention of praising or denying your strategy, but my years of combat experience tell me that now is the most suitable time to go into battle!"

"If you still insist on waiting here for the so-called right time, then please forgive me for not being able to continue."

"Next, I will lead the Star Chaser Cavalry to attack Horseshoe City..."

However, before Major General Damon could finish speaking about his idea of ​​breaking away from the main force to attack the city on his own, a faint piano melody slowly drifted through the air and into everyone's ears, startling Damon and Leon.

He immediately looked towards the right side of the troops.

At this moment, the originally bright moon was obscured by a dark cloud, as if it were a sign of an impending storm, and the world was shrouded in darkness.

The faint light emanating from the distant lights of Horseshoe City, illuminated by my exceptional vision.

Leon was immediately astonished to discover this.

In front of the lush forest less than 3 meters from the troops, three figures suddenly appeared, and the ethereal music came from there.

This is……

Leon was filled with doubt. Just as he was hesitating whether to have his soldiers fire a cannonball at that spot to test the origins of the three mysteriously appearing figures,

The next second, accompanied by a sudden bolt of lightning striking from the sky in the distance, the intense light produced in that instant illuminated the scene.

The appearance of the three people instantly came into clear view of Leon.

There were three figures: one man and two women, all wearing the familiar black and gold uniforms of the Imperial Air Force.

Two women stood on the left and right sides, one with short brown hair and the other with long silver hair, both quite beautiful.

But compared to the faces of the two women, the sight of the man sitting in the center, holding a morin khuur (horsehead fiddle), smiling and playing a tune was even more striking.

As if witnessing some unbelievable sight, Leon's pupils immediately contracted to their maximum size.

A storm raged in my heart.

At the same time, the rumbling thunder reached this space precisely at that moment, resounding in everyone's ears:

"Boom!"

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(End of this chapter)