Blood Dragon

Chapter 147 Meeting

Chapter 140

Ahead is a cabin in the woods.In front of the hut, there is a small bonfire, which is particularly eye-catching in the dark.

Although the night is dense, Ashuruffalt has incredible dark vision.The grove is supposed to be, or was, a hermit's dwelling.Because now the building is half-swallowed by weeds, shrubs and creeping vines.

He jumped off his horse.The bonfire is burning alone, and no one can be seen around.However, Ashurfat believes that there is definitely an ambush left by Byron nearby.

Byron should be waiting for him inside the house.

He strode forward, stepping over the interfering bushes, until he came to the door.As he guessed, this house has been abandoned for a long time, because the door is gone.

Surprisingly, although there is no door to protect against wind and rain, the inside of the hut is unexpectedly clean.

At this time, in the hut, there are torches for lighting at the four corners, and there is a table and two chairs in the middle of the hut.The chair closer to Ashrufat was empty, while the other seated someone he knew.Besides, there were four people Ashuruffat didn't know standing behind the acquaintance.

"Ashuruffat, you are indeed here." Byron took the initiative to speak.

Four torches were enough to light up the room, so Byron finally saw Ash Rufat officially for the first time.Although strictly speaking, they met more than once, but this time, Byron had the opportunity to formally look at this man.

This man named Ashrufat was covered in armor, with a white cloak behind him and a sword on his waist.He carried no shield, though, and no other weapons such as pistols—if they existed, they were well hidden from view.

His face—Although Byron has heard people describe this man's appearance countless times, he must admit that this man is really easy to impress people (of course, this may also be because of the atmosphere at this time. ).He is well-proportioned, with slender hands and feet, but he naturally gives people a strong and powerful feeling.The most eye-catching thing on his face was the scar - the scar was right in the middle of the bridge of the nose, very obvious.It can be guessed that if the injury was three points deeper, this man would not exist in this world.Often, such conspicuous scars create a "disfigured" effect.However, the man's face did not look hideous.On the contrary, this scar added a sense of stability to him.In addition, for some reason, the man's mouth seemed to have a mocking smile.

But generally speaking, Byron has to admit that this Ashuruffat looks pretty good.

"You wrote to invite me, of course I will come." Ashuruffat replied. "It's really amazing to be able to deliver the letter to me, to be honest."

"It's nothing more than a trivial skill." Byron didn't think it was disobedient. "Compared to your ability to keep the little queen alive... this is nothing. Well, we are not here to argue. Come, sit, and let's talk."

"Okay, let's talk." Ashuruffat came to the table unceremoniously, and sat down on the empty chair. "However, I believe that you called me here before such a big battle. You didn't want to find someone to chat with you, right?"

"Actually, it doesn't matter to chat." Byron smiled lightly. "Anyway, the two of us can be regarded as Weng's relatives. That girl Xue Li... seems to be marrying you soon."

"Hehe, it's just marrying a female slave as a concubine. As for Weng's son-in-law, if Shirley were here, she probably wouldn't admit it. How should I put it, would a father abandon his daughter at the most critical moment? Could it be that blood relatives are things that are used when they are needed, and discarded when they are not needed? You must have heard an old saying that the seeds you plant will reap the fruits."

Byron frowned visibly.

"Okay, let's not talk about these distant things. To be honest, I believe you must know what I am talking to you about." Byron said. "You are an outstanding talent. I don't want you to be buried with the kingship of Mark Remiz. You have no chance of winning this battle!"

"Just because you have [-] troops?" Ashuruffat replied. "Three times the strength... I admit it is a great difficulty, but it is not yet hopeless."

Byron smiled this time.Because for him, this is the negotiation he was looking forward to.Just like buying goods, on the premise that both parties have a common intention, bargain.

"I know, you want to repeat the battle of Spuggle Hills. But the problem is that I am not a Tiberius... You can take the same risk as Garunus, but I have no reason to be as fooled as the Tiberius. You I have chosen a favorable terrain, but this does not mean that I must go to the battlefield you have chosen to fight me."

"It seems that you really don't know much about military..." Ashuruffat said. "Garunas didn't take any risks in the Battle of the Sparge Hills. Although many people felt that Garunas was fighting on two fronts in this battle, the situation was extremely dangerous: facing the Allies in the north, and a few in the south. The enemy is facing Tiberius' army. But in fact, Galunas has no risk at all. The choice of Tiberius is nothing more than attacking or stalemate. If they choose to attack... history has given us the right The answer. Even without Mark Remiz's surprise attack, the result of the battle is still a dead end. If they choose to stalemate - the main force of Garunas' army can be placed in the north, the coalition forces will definitely not be able to fight - The war will become a protracted war of attrition. Galunas only needs to maintain a supply of 7000 people, and the supply line is short. Tiberius needs to maintain the logistics of five people... and the route is still long. Drag it on It can be said that it is clear at a glance who has the advantage. This is the reason why the Tiberius had to take the initiative to attack. It is a pity that many people cannot understand these details and attribute the matter to the Tiberius' underestimation of the enemy and greed for merit."

"Good point," said Byron, with a slightly embarrassed face. "But we don't need to pursue these historical issues. The question now is, can I maintain this confrontation... for a long time, but you can't hold it anymore, right?"

"Why do you think so?"

"Hahahaha... Your willingness to come here speaks for itself." Byron laughed. "You can tell with a little logical analysis. If you are sure of defeating me... even if you are only half sure, you won't come here to meet me. You also know that you have no chance, at least the chance is slim."

Byron put away his smile, and his tone became serious. "I don't want to talk nonsense anymore. If you are willing to surrender with the guards, then I can give you... a large sum of money, enough for you to live a luxurious life for the rest of your life." He stretched out three fingers, "This Number, how about it? Three million." He smiled again. "Of course, this is only an option. I know that you are personally rich. If you want more power, I can give you the title of duke, and take Brassian... no, all the provinces of Akanea The royal land is given to you as your fief."

This is a very generous condition.Byron smiled, looking at Ashrufat's face.He knew that as long as Ashurfat had the intention, this condition should satisfy him—at least it was almost the same.Anyway, Ashrufat is just a newly-appointed noble after all - under the little queen's command before, he was just an earl without a fief.He shouldn't have that much of an appetite, as it should.

"Haha..." Ashuruffat also smiled slightly. "Sure enough, it looks like a condition that someone like you would propose. Why don't you come and hear about my condition?" he said. "Let your troops lay down their arms and surrender, and I will persuade Her Majesty to spare you and your family, and the rest of the rebels. Of course, your titles, lands and property must be confiscated, but your life will be spared. Ah, I'm not a harsh person, if you take some gold and silver with you, I can pretend not to see it."

"Presumptuous!" This time, it was not Byron who spoke, but a follower beside him.

"Hmph, it seems you don't have the sincerity to negotiate." Byron made a gesture to stop his subordinates. "Although I don't understand why you are so confident. But in my opinion, your bluff is really ridiculous."

"Yes, I was bluffing, and you..." Ashuruffat said. "Because you set up an ambush here, you feel that everything is under your control, don't you?"

"Ha...you can see it too." Byron replied. "But it's useless to see it. To be honest, I know you came alone, so bluffing or something won't work for me. You may know something, but let me remind you again that being too greedy is also a big problem. It's a mistake, and it's a mistake young people make all the time."

"I know a lot more than you think."

"Oh, like?"

"For example, I knew a long time ago that you would talk to me before the war started, so I arranged everything specifically. The current Guards Corps is indeed commanded by the Queen, and I, the commander, is temporarily emptied .In other words, no matter what happens here, it will not affect the army."

"Ah...you already knew?"

"Yes. I remember that at that time, you wrote a letter to General Beryl of Tiberius and asked him for advice. Beryl gave you two proposals. One proposal was to use the Queen's military pressure to force those big nobles I pledge my allegiance to you. Another proposal is to offer a big price to buy me... that is why you are looking for me now. Of course, Baylor also made it clear that it is best to buy it, and if it doesn't work, kill it. So I am sure , you must have arranged a well-thought-out trap...at least it seems like a well-thought-out trap to you."

Ashuruffat's eyes turned to the four people behind Byron, passing them one by one.

"As far as I know, because the church refuses to assist any party, there are only two magicians in your army now. This can't be helped. Most of the wild mages are also inextricably linked to the church. The church side Strict orders are issued, so you can't hire magicians even if you have money. So the question arises, if there are only two magicians, how to arrange them? There is no doubt that the only option is to leave one in the city of Fornoros, You have one by your side to maintain magic communication... Anyway, the queen doesn't have a magician, am I right? In fact, receiving magic communication does not require a high level of magician, but... how to say, if you are not a genuine magician, you can't Rest assured... this is also a kind of prejudice."

Ashuruffat's tone of voice was very calm, even a bit joking.Although Byron didn't understand what the other party wanted to say, he instinctively felt a kind of uneasiness, and he clenched his fists.

"However, that precious magician should be by your side now...maybe ambushing somewhere nearby, waiting for your signal." Ashuruffat continued. "With the password, he will use the magic-breaking scroll. The magic will no longer be available for a short period of time... so your other subordinates can take this opportunity to kill me. It's a good setting! No wonder people say you are a An excellent politician. The traps are cleverly set up. You should have arranged no less than a hundred people around here. While we were chatting, they took the opportunity to slowly approach and form a siege."

Byron didn't answer, but his expression clearly showed that Ashuruffat's guess was correct.

"Unfortunately, you are just a politician after all." Ashuruffat said. "The opponents of politicians are always neutral people, people who have no hostility, at least people who cannot show hostility. When facing this kind of enemy, you are very strong, excellent, and maybe invincible. But you are really not suitable to be a general. Because a general has to face enemies who have shown their hostility nakedly."

He paused for a moment, looking at Byron's livid face. "If you were a real general, you would never do such a thing like trying to bribe the enemy general before the decisive battle. At least you have to wait until you have won the initial victory."

"What... what do you want to say!" Byron finally restrained himself and asked loudly.

"I just want to tell you one thing, a simple thing," Ashuruffat still smiled and pointed to the door of the hut. "Look outside, the dawn is not far away. Now our Her Majesty the Queen should have led the army to occupy a favorable position, when the first rays of light appear in the sky," he said. "She will lead a surprise attack on your army."

Byron's face became not human, but carved from a piece of bluestone.

"Let me guess, in order to set up this trap against me, you should have left the camp before dusk, right? You didn't consider the enemy's sneak attack at all, and you originally planned to build a strong barrier, so now the entire camp... …There are loopholes everywhere. Worst of all, the Supreme Commander is not in the barracks.”

"Ashuruffat looked at Byron's face and continued. "Actually, what the book says is correct. If there is no essential difference in combat power, and the difference in military strength is three times, winning will become almost impossible.But there is one exception, and that is the death of the main general!In fact, there is no need to die in battle, as long as you leave the battlefield and cannot command?Once the army is out of control, then...even if it occupies three times the strength, it is not invincible...Byron, you have already lost. "

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