Chapter Thirty-two Conflict

  "Only... only Captain Teitoku... Ah, Lieutenant Colonel Stirling has called for you to attend a meeting." The messenger stumbled over the words as he conveyed the order, and then he ran off like his life depended on it, as if there was some kind of monster chasing after him.

  "Am I a ghost?" I complained as I walked towards the command center. This kind of situation was already very common in the military, and even my cavalry squad treated me with great reverence, doing everything I ordered at lightning speed for fear of offending me, but this actually made me quite satisfied.

  "Report! Lieutenant Witte of the 3rd Cavalry Squadron, 5th Regiment, here to report!" I said at the entrance of the command post.

  "Come in, Viscount." Sterling's voice echoed through the room.

  I walked into the command center and found everyone's eyes fixed on me, as if I had something peculiar about me. "Cough!" I coughed in dissatisfaction, and instantly they seemed to have been startled by something and immediately shifted their gaze elsewhere, not even daring to look at me again. The only one who still seemed normal was probably Captain Sterling.

  "What did you want me for, Captain?" I asked.

  "Ah, Viscount, in light of your bravery in battle and the valuable military information brought to us by the enemy commander you captured, we have just unanimously voted to promote you to squadron leader of the 5th Squadron. We hope that you will continue to make significant contributions to Weldon in the future." Stirling's words left me stunned, I had heard that the squadron leader of the 5th Squadron was killed in that ambush battle, and I didn't expect that I, a rookie who participated in war for the first time, would take his position so soon.

  I regained my composure and hastily expressed my delight to him: "Colonel Stirling, I will not disappoint your expectations. I will train the officers under me into the most excellent warriors, letting them fight bravely on the battlefield."

  He says so, but I still find it strange. How can he value me so much? We haven't even met a few times, yet he promoted me to squad leader at the beginning, and now he's promoting me to deputy commander again. Isn't promotion supposed to be that fast?

  As if he had seen the question on my face, Captain Sterling dismissed everyone in the room, gestured for me to sit across from him, and poured a cup of tea for me as well. The two of us sat there sipping our tea in silence.

  "Hmm...", he gently blew a breath onto the surface of his tea, breaking the silence in the room: "Viscount Unique, aren't you wondering why I'm treating you with such importance?"

  "Yes, I'm just a newly-minted noble of the Night Clan, and I've never even been to battle before. To be honest, I really can't think of any reason why you'd promote me like this."

  "Haha, actually I noticed you because Duke William had recommended you to me multiple times. He has a favor to ask of me, so I let you become the squad leader as soon as you arrived, and also to see if the duke's vision is accurate. However, what you did afterwards was truly surprising to me, I have never seen anyone who can turn a group of farmers into brave warriors in just ten days, this point I admire you for. And your strong power last time not only conquered me but also other people, otherwise those team leaders would not agree with you, a newcomer, taking the position of deputy commander, you know that the deputy commander will lead one thousand cavalrymen, without corresponding ability it is impossible to take on this task."

  It turns out that it was the influence of Duke William, I didn't just show off my skills at the dinner party last time, and I didn't expect him to take a liking to me all at once. It seems that my charm is still quite great.

  At night, inside a tent, two people were secretly talking.

  "Why is it that this time the one who got promoted was that little brat? Didn't I tell you to recommend Reed? He's my nephew."

  "I'm really sorry, I originally wanted to recommend Reid's, but I didn't expect that lucky guy to somehow turn a motley crew into a real cavalry, and you also saw his killing frenzy when Stirling recommended him, no one objected at the time, so he became the squadron leader." This man is one of the other squadron leaders.

  "Hmph, I've had my eye on that Sterling guy for a while now. He actually dared to refuse our invitation? People like him need to be taken care of. Remember, you must quickly take control of the rest of the 3rd Cavalry Battalion, can't let them interfere with our plans, got it? As long as we can get the 3rd Battalion under our control, the entire legion will be loyal only to the Avin family, heh heh. Now that most of the domestic troops are already under our control, once that Napple guy kicks the bucket, the kingdom's military power will be completely in our family's hands... Hmph."

  "Got it, next time I'll definitely recommend Reid as the squadron leader, don't worry. And that nightwalker guy won't be smug for much longer, there will be many chances to make him disappear later."

  Two low laughs sounded in the dark tent.

  In my own commander's tent, I was analyzing the current situation by looking at the topography of the surrounding area. The kingdom's army is currently gathered in the fortress of Roheid, relying on the fortress's solid fortifications to withstand the fierce attack of the over 3 million-strong Dekster Empire army that has completely surrounded the fortress, with thousands of people dying every day. Fortunately, the fortress has sufficient food and defensive equipment, so it can hold out for a short time.

  It is said that the one who now leads those imperial troops is none other than the dragon general Rosaus, who made a big splash in the last battle. He is currently highly valued by Emperor Yusaavi of the Dekster Empire, and his prestige can be said to be unmatched for the time being. There are even rumors that he is the emperor's illegitimate son, otherwise how could an emperor trust a young man in his early twenties to lead troops into battle?

  I don't care about his background, but the fact that he is a Dragon General makes me pay attention. The Dragon Generals are the ruling class of the Dragon Knights, selected by the Dragon Temple for their purest dragon bloodline. It's said that every Dragon General possesses the power of dragons, and no ordinary human can match them. If this is true, then we're about to face a formidable enemy, one who combines strength and intelligence.

  The only thing that's fortunate for me is that the Dexters Empire army's attack on Mosan has still not made any progress, a large number of troops are being dragged down on the Mosan plains. Otherwise, if the empire had withdrawn a large number of troops from Mosan, we would now be facing the choice of defeat or surrender. Although it's a bit strange, I still hope that Alsto can hold out for a little longer.

  Forget it, these things are not what I, the cavalry squadron leader, should be concerned about. I shook my head and drove the troubles out of my mind. These big picture problems can be left to those higher-ups to worry about. What I need to focus on now is how to make my Fifth Cavalry Squadron stronger.

  "Report!" The curtain was lifted and my personal guard, Sang Kun, walked in. I was surprised to find that his dark face had injuries on it. What's going on? I had already appointed Na Ba as the captain of the first cavalry squad, and now the one responsible for my safety is my second-in-command, the black man Sang Kun from Selah. His progress has been very noticeable, and his athletic ability is also excellent. Even if he were to face Na Ba, he would have a good fight. He's one of my most valued subordinates, so how could he be injured?

  "What's wrong? Why are you all injured?" I asked in puzzlement, wondering if he had another fight with that tyrant again.

  "Master, Captain Ba and the second squadron's deputy captain have clashed." Sanguan's dark face showed some anger.

  "What?" I was shocked, how did that bastard suddenly conflict with the annoying Lord Rag of the 2nd Cavalry Regiment? Although he wasn't on good terms with me, but still, he's Nab's superior. Offending a superior can lead to severe punishment if not careful. My expression immediately turned serious, and I asked Sang Kun: "Tell me, what happened?"

  As I listened to Sang Kun's words, I gradually understood what had happened.

  At noon today, Sang Kun was practicing martial arts. Lag happened to pass by with his subordinates and knew that Sang Kun was my private soldier. He didn't know what grudge he had against me, but his words were quite unpleasant. Not only did he scold Sang Kun as a black ghost of the Colora, but also insulted my nocturnal identity. Sang Kun didn't back down and argued with him for two sentences. As a result, Lag used the excuse of competing with Sang Kun in martial arts, but in fact, more than a dozen people rushed up to grab Sang Kun's hands and feet, and then Lag came up and beat him with fists and kicks.

  The Naboo who was training his men rushed over upon hearing the news, and without regard for anything, he immediately knocked Lag and his men to the ground. Now Lag has called his men to come and capture Naboo.

  How hateful! He's gone against me, daring to bully me! I gave Sang Kun a hard slap and shouted at him: "You bastard! Why didn't you fight back from the start? Are you just going to take the beating for nothing?"

  San Kun's face showed a hint of grievance as he said in a low voice, "I'm just the master's servant, but he is the squadron leader and also a noble."

  "You fool! Remember, you're my man. From now on, anyone who dares to offend your dignity is offending mine! You must fight back fiercely, no matter who they are! I'll take responsibility for everything!" I bellowed. This Sang Kun's martial arts skills were not bad, but his personality was a bit weak, and he tended to be timid and hesitant when things happened.

  "Yes...... thank you...... thank you, Master. San Ku has remembered." San Ku's eyes were already welling up with tears. No master had ever been so kind to a slave before, and his heart was filled with the warmth of his master's concern.

  I grabbed the cloak on the table and rushed out of the tent in big strides towards where they were fighting. Before I even arrived, a chaotic clamor erupted in my ears, judging from the commotion it seemed like they had already started beating each other up, so I hastened my pace and rushed over.

  Although I had a premonition in my heart, when I arrived at the scene, it still left me stunned. The current situation was chaotic, with the second squad and my subordinates fighting each other, and shouts of anger filled the air. In this chaotic melee, the most eye-catching figure was that big-headed man who single-handedly took on over a dozen people. The captain of the Ragtag Squad hid behind his soldiers, repeatedly shouting at them to take down the big-headed man, and judging from the dark circles under his eyes, he must have suffered greatly at the hands of this man.

  "Everyone, stop!!" My voice was like a thunderclap on a clear day, and the people in the arena immediately stopped. However, that bastard Lag still yelled to continue fighting, his subordinates hesitated for a moment before starting to fight again, my subordinates unwilling to be at a disadvantage also got up, and the scene suddenly became chaotic again.

  Fine, Lag, you damn bastard really wants to oppose me? Don't blame me for being impolite then! My figure flashed and I instantly appeared in the arena, my casually swung fists sent those soldiers from the Second Middle Squad flying into the air, after which they heavily crashed down, unable to stand up again.

  "What, what, what do you want?" Looking at me who suddenly appeared in front of him, Lagu was so frightened that he stuttered when speaking.

  "Hmm, you're in a pretty good mood today, Captain Lag, aren't you? You actually came to my turf and even hit my people. What do you think I want to do?" As I spoke, I cracked my knuckles, producing a loud cracking sound.

  "I... I..." Looking at the subordinates who were instantly defeated by me, perhaps recalling my ferocity, Lag's already pale face became even more bloodless. After squeezing for half a day, he finally said: "I am... I am a viscount, you can't hit me..."

  Bang! A bright red mark appeared on his face, and I said coldly: "I am also a viscount!"

  "Y...y..." Covering his face, his expression was filled with shock and resentment. Gnashing his teeth, he said from the corner of his mouth: "You dare to slap me! You'll regret it! I am..."

  "What do I care who you are, coming to my turf and causing trouble? And still dare to hit my subordinates?! Get out of here!" I grabbed his collar with one hand and threw him out, rolling into a ball with the soldiers on the ground. My soldiers couldn't help but burst out laughing at his miserable appearance.

  Lag finally stood up with the help of his companions, adjusted his crooked helmet and viciously said: "You just wait! Your days of gloating are numbered, soon you will..." He seemed to have thought of something and suddenly shut his mouth, gave me a fierce stare before turning around and running away.

  "Wow!!" The fifth squad's soldiers cheered, and in their hearts, they were filled with admiration for this superior officer who dared to defend his subordinates and even fought against fellow officers.

  Although everyone's emotions were high, my mind was still thinking about the unfinished sentence that Lagu said when he left, what did he mean?

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