Chapter 401
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"Dragon doesn't hurt people?" Dean slightly raised his eyebrows as he looked at the black shadow that was flying into the sky: "Are you saying that such a big guy grew up as a vegetarian?"
Reid replied: "Master, don't you know that the dragon is the mount of the God of Light? It eats the monsters outside the giant wall. It doesn't hurt people."
Dean quietly looked at the black giant that turned into a black dot and disappeared into the horizon. He didn't continue to talk with Reid. He felt a trace of unusual feeling in his heart. Compared to the divinity that Reid talked about, the cruel reality and the surrounding made him more inclined to believe in the bestiality.
"Let's go." Dean said.
Reid didn't think much about it as he issued an order. Everyone set off. Sergei and Gwyneth were at Dean's side. The three generals of the Gophers were next to them. There were three hundred elite soldiers sent by the military. The murderous temperament of the elite soldiers was completely different from that of ordinary soldiers. It didn't take long for them to attract the attention of the residents on the street.
Although the rain had stopped, there was still water on the ground that could wet the shoes.
The horses galloped all the way to the northern military region.
From Dean's castle to the northern military region, they passed through the main street of the commercial district. Dean was quickly recognized by the people and was followed by cheers and shouts along the way.
Dean arrived at the northern military region after more than an hour. He took Sergei, Gwyneth and the three generals of the Gophers to the headquarters of the military region. Lorenzo and several other older generals were in front of the sand table and discussing the military strategy. They had to stop talking after Dean arrived.
"Master, are you going to the battlefield again?" Lorenzo knew the purpose of Dean's visit from the messenger's mouth. He felt helpless in his heart. Dean was definitely the most 'active' master he had ever seen.
Dean nodded and smiled: "Since the general knows then I won't delay any longer. I hope that I can go out as a knight. You can give me a staff officer and some troops. I hope that I can personally go to the battlefield and kill the enemy. I won't retreat in the face of danger."
Lorenzo felt some pain in his temples: "Master, we all know your intentions. But the battlefield is different from other places. The changes are too dangerous. If there is an accident then the military won't be able to escape the blame. I hope that you won't embarrass us."
Dean shook his head and said in a serious tone: "Since the general is worried that my death will put you in a difficult situation then I will write this letter as my last words. Everything is voluntary and has nothing to do with the military. Is that okay?"
Lorenzo was speechless. He thought that if Dean really died then what would be the use of writing a letter? How much credibility would it have? If the dark church or other forces took the opportunity to guide the public opinion and use this matter to attack then wouldn't he be unable to defend himself?
Lorenzo didn't know whether Dean really didn't understand or deliberately pretended not to understand. But he was more inclined to the latter. After all, the boy was only sixteen years old. Although he was proficient in the field of inventions but after all he was still a teenager. Life was about experience. The invention could only be regarded as a skill. But it didn't mean that he had rich life experience.
Lorenzo pondered for a little: "Master, since you insist then I will grant your request. But I have only one request. I hope you can agree to it."
Dean replied: "There is no harm in saying it."
"Since master wants to go to the battlefield then please obey the arrangement of the military. We pay attention to the whole of the war and not the individual. So I hope that you will cooperate with our deployment and listen to our commands. Don't lead the troops to kill indiscriminately. Is it okay?" Dean looked at Dean in a serious tone.
"Of course no problem. I will obey the deployment of the military. But I hope that the general won't send me to the support department because I am a master. I think I have the ability to kill the enemy on the battlefield!" Dean was very straightforward.
Lorenzo felt relieved and nodded, "Naturally not. Grandmaster, please come and take a look."
Dean went up and came to the sand table.
"Now that the barbarians have occupied the golden wall, they are divided into three groups. The first group is attacking the boundary wall of the residential area, trying to occupy the residential area. The second group is gathering at the main exit of the commercial district, the Red River. But I suspect that they are only here to contain us. Their real purpose is to occupy the residential area. Lorenzo pointed at the sand table and explained to Dean: "At present there are people guarding the boundary wall of the residential area. But there is a shortage of manpower. There is a gap in the 'Forest of Pain' outside the boundary wall."
"From the Forest of Pain we can take a detour to the commercial district. But because of the dangerous terrain of the Forest of Pain and your legendary 'steam rifle' is not good in the Forest of Pain. So it must be guarded by elite troops!"
Lorenzo looked at Dean: "I will dispatch you two thousand elite troops and a colonel level staff officer to guard this place. What do you think?"
Dudian glanced at the sand table and used his quick reading ability to take in the entire battlefield outside the commercial district. The situation was very obvious. The Forest of Pain was indeed the road to the commercial district. But the terrain was dangerous. It was suitable for guerrilla warfare in the jungle. It was impossible for a large-scale battle to break out. General Lorenzo had sent two thousand elite soldiers to guard the forest. It could be said that the task was very easy and the safety factor was extremely high.
"Alright." Dean promised: "I promise to complete the task. Otherwise I hope the general will punish me according to the military law!"
Lorenzo was relieved to see Dean agree. It seemed that he was overthinking. After all, Dean was just a teenager. He immediately said: "I hope you won't let me down!"
Dean nodded. His expression was very serious but there was a trace of excitement.
Lorenzo's face showed a touch of smile as he saw Dean's appearance: "In that case, the master should set off immediately."
"Yes!" Dean responded in a military manner and turned to leave.
Several generals looked at each other after Dean left. They smiled and shook their heads.
"I have never seen such a troublesome master."
"I have never seen such a young master. After all, he is too young. Young people are always restless and like to toss and turn."
"His temperament is good. He isn't like some consortiums who take advantage of the war to make money from refugees."
"It's good to dispatch him to the Forest of Pain. We can't control him."
The generals shook their heads and smiled. They withdrew their gazes and returned to the previous deduction topic with the flags in their hands.
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Dean set off from the military headquarters and went to the Forest of Pain. The horn of the military's counterattack had sounded on the battlefield.
The rain had stopped and the dark clouds had melted. The artillery that was previously restricted by the rain had once again appeared on top of the city wall. The barbarians who were attacking the boundary wall of the residential area tasted the fierce killing weapon of the military. The defensive position of the city changed from a disadvantage to an advantage. Countless barbarians tried to invade the residential area. The 'giant frog' who was responsible for attacking the high wall became a huge target in front of the artillery. They lost all the advantages.
Time passed day by day amidst the roar of the war.
The barbarians paid a heavy price to attack the residential area. However they were still unable to take it down. They immediately changed their strategy. They dispersed into small groups and invaded the commercial district from various areas.
However, the barbarians were too late.
By the time they split their troops into small skirmishes, the military's long-awaited new weapon, the steam rifle, had finally entered the fray. It was the legendary military divine art that had recently spread like wildfire.
The appearance of the steam rifle instantly ruined the plan of the barbarians to annihilate the barbarians. Instead, they suffered heavy losses and were forced to retreat step by step. In just three days, they were forced to retreat to the broken Golden Wall. The fierce battle continued.
At the same time in the Forest of Pain.
Dean led two thousand elite soldiers and three hundred elite soldiers that were sent by the military. They were stationed at the edge of the forest. Every day they would catch some wild animals and barbecue them to eat and drink.
When Dean came to the Forest of Pain there were several barbarian teams that tried to invade the area. However they were easily killed by Dean's troops. In fact he didn't need to stay in the area. The colonel level staff officer was enough to deal with the barbarians. After all, he had crushed the barbarians in terms of military strength and terrain advantage. It was a complete one-sided massacre.
It was a free credit for him to stay in the forest.
This was given by the military and Dean was willing to accept it.
Sergei grabbed a roasted rabbit leg and passed it to Dean who was reading a book: "Master, it's too boring here. There are just some minions. When are we going back? We are wasting time here and there are many blood mosquitoes at night …"
Dean took the rabbit's leg and lifted his eyes from the book. He didn't care about the grease and dust on the rabbit's leg. He said while eating: "When we finish eating, we will go back. Let's leave this place to Spear."
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