HCB Chapter 625 I Say the General's View is Brilliant
Chapter 625 I Say the General's View is Brilliant
Inside the Yoda army's main camp on the eastern border of the Rona territory, leaden-gray clouds hung heavy, as if they might fall at any moment and smash through the tent roof.
Dozens of General Yoda and the Grand Master of the Knights were urgently summoned here. The tents were filled with the stench of old leather and rust, mixed with the sweat of soldiers who had been fighting for years, making people's noses itch.
Also invited were several Blackwatch military advisors employed by Yoda, who sat at the edge of the crowd dressed in uniform black armor.
"Oh, you've finally arrived!"
Just then, a conversation with a fawning tone came from outside the tent, the voices deliberately raised.
Then, a burly, fully armed general walked in, surrounded by guards.
His armor was polished to a shine, but due to improper maintenance, it had an unnatural sheen. The hilt of the sword hanging at his waist was inlaid with overly ornate gemstones, which gleamed glaringly under the dim candlelight in the tent, making them seem out of place.
"Let me introduce you. This is General Aton, who has come from the capital. From now on, General Aton will be in charge of the war in the Rona Territory."
The legion commander had a broad smile on his face and deliberately raised his voice, as if to announce the distinguished status of the new commander to everyone.
He stepped aside, gesturing for General Atton to walk to the center of the tent, his posture resembling that of a humble servant welcoming his master home.
"Adon, I've never heard of him."
A general named Yoda clapped casually while turning to his colleague beside him and whispering something.
“You may not know, but you definitely know his father, the one named Adam.”
His colleague also lowered his voice, but deliberately made sure that everyone around him could hear him clearly, his words carrying a hint of schadenfreude.
"Oh no, that's it, another pig."
General Yoda shrugged, carefully controlling his voice so that the man wouldn't hear and punish him later.
General Atton gestured with satisfaction for the audience to stop clapping. He placed his hands on his hips, puffed out his chest, and exuded a strange confidence. After clearing his throat a few times, he began to speak:
"Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to take this opportunity to say a few words."
"Some people may have heard gossip from certain people, saying that Rona City is the lifeline of the entire front, and even if the capital doesn't send a tiger general, it should at least send a dog that can guard the house. In the end, they sent a pig."
General Atton glanced around, his gaze sweeping across everyone's faces. He paused deliberately for a few seconds, then a smile that he thought was dashing curled at the corner of his mouth.
"That's too kind of you. Throughout history, the 'pig' tactic has been successfully used by people."
The tent fell silent for a moment, then several generals couldn't help but chuckle softly, but they quickly suppressed it, their faces turning red as they pretended to cough, their eyes full of mockery.
"When attacked, just lean your rear against the wall so you can't catch its tail. In the end, you'll be helpless against it. If you're not careful, it might bite you with its sharp teeth and won't let go..."
General Atton became increasingly excited as he spoke, gesturing wildly in the air as he vividly described his so-called "pig tactics," completely oblivious to the growing impatience and disdain in the eyes of the generals around him, as if he were immersed in his own fantasy of "tactical genius."
"Eh……"
A Blackwatch military advisor sighed, his voice filled with helplessness and disappointment. He shook his head slightly, then whispered to his colleague beside him:
"What a load of nonsense! It's utter rubbish. How can someone like this command the war in Rona Territory? Is the Yoda noble family completely incompetent?"
As Adon went on and on about his illogical tactics, he observed the expressions of those around him, trying to find validation in their reactions.
As he finally finished speaking and was about to continue, he caught a glimpse of two Blackwatch military advisors huddled together, their lips moving slightly as if they were whispering.
"Hey you two, what are you talking about?"
Adon immediately stopped speaking and frowned.
The two advisors exchanged a glance, and one of them immediately put on a smiling face, sat up straight, gave Adon a thumbs-up, and said with an exaggerated laugh:
“I say, General, you are right! General Atton is right. By waiting in comfort and exhausting them, we can hold out for another year or two.”
Adon paused for a moment, his smile instantly freezing. The first half of the speech was fine, but how come it turned out that after he arrived here, Yoda's army had only occupied Rona territory for a year or two?
"What? One or two years?"
He repeated it unconsciously, his voice rising involuntarily, his eyes filled with disbelief, while his heart blazed with anger.
So he turned to the legion commander beside him and asked quietly.
"Who are these people?"
"Oh, they are the Blackwatch's military advisors, guiding the entire Rona Territory campaign."
The legion commander hurriedly explained, his tone slightly ingratiating, but his eyes darted around, not daring to look at Adon for too long.
"Why are the Heldrans instructing us Yoda nobles when they have nothing better to do?"
After hearing this, Adon felt indignant.
"Why should Yoda's army need foreign guidance? It seems that the new generation of Yoda's nobles is really incompetent."
He secretly grumbled to himself. As a new generation of Yoda nobles, Adon always believed that he was the future hope of the Yoda nobles and shouldered the heavy responsibility of revitalizing his family and country.
In his view, the honor and dignity of the Yoda nobility were beyond question and should not be questioned by outsiders.
These people from Heldran dared to point fingers at his command, and were even 'military advisors' to the Yoda army—this was an utter disgrace!
He, Adon, must uphold the prestige of the Yoda nobility and show the nobles of other countries what the true Yoda elites are!
"Then may I ask your opinion on the battle of Rona Territory?"
Adon asked the military advisor in an annoyed tone, his voice clearly hostile.
When Adon asked him the question, the military advisor replied:
"The current focus of the battle is on the city of Rhône. The situation is dire. On Midland's side, Laban and Henry's armies are like iron pincers clamping down on Rhône. If we cannot achieve a surprise victory, the current situation will be difficult to reverse, and both sides will have to pay with their lives."
"In my opinion, we can concentrate our cavalry forces and launch a surprise attack on one of them, defeating one side and removing one of the pincers. Then we can turn back to relieve the siege of Rhône. After that, the two armies can attack the other side. In this way, Mitram will be no threat in Rhône."
The advisor analyzed the current battle situation clearly and logically, and every sentence hit the nail on the head, succinctly pointing out the key to the Battle of Rhône.
The pincer movement launched by the Midland army has put Yoda's army in a passive defensive position. The defenders in Rona are under tremendous pressure, suffering heavy casualties and depleting supplies every day. If this stalemate cannot be broken in time, the fall of Rona is only a matter of time.
"We're getting several letters a day from Rona City requesting reinforcements. Is it a good idea to split our forces to attack the enemy's main base like this?"
A Yoda general frowned, his face full of worry. To him, the safety of Rona City was directly related to the face and interests of the Yoda nobles. He dared not take any risks, fearing that a single failure would damage his family's status.
"What if we come up empty-handed?"
"Too risky."
More generals joined the opposition, their voices rising and falling, intertwining to form a wave of opposition that almost drowned out the voices of the military advisors.
For these seasoned but timid generals, any action that might endanger the safety and honor of their own troops was unacceptable. They preferred to hide behind strong fortresses and exchange the lives of their soldiers for a moment of peace rather than take the initiative to face the unknown danger.
Listening to the words of the generals present, the advisor was helpless, his eyes filled with disappointment and incomprehension.
Currently, both Midland and Yoda's armies are the same; they are afraid of losing their army in battle, so they keep dragging their feet and dare not engage in a decisive battle. This passive and war-avoiding mentality has permeated every corner of the army, from generals to soldiers, and there is a pervasive fear of war and a desire to escape.
If Heldran's army had fought this battle, the siege of Rhône would never have been possible.