Calamity Crown

In the middle of the night, Steinkaman stood in front of the map in the military tent.

He has a serious face, sharp eyes, and the pencil in his hand keeps marking on the map, and the straight general uniform makes this middle-aged man look even more majestic.

"Lian, take it!"

After a moment, Steinkaman said to himself.

He has read all the news from the vanguard.

Everything was as planned by the combat staff, and Ryan did not have any decent resistance except for Hestings.

After all, the Grand Duke of Graz is dead.

Thinking of the death of the other party, Stan Kaman sighed slightly.

He originally wanted to defeat the opponent on the frontal battlefield.

However, for the prosperity of the Wolfe Kingdom, he had to choose to follow some 'extra' suggestions.

Effect?

Nature is pretty good.

"Hestings won't last until sunrise."

"After all, Marshal Heine went with a secret weapon."

Thinking of the Marshal Heine, Stankaman frowned slightly.

He doesn't like the other party's great success.

But compared to Herman's high-sightedness and low-handedness...

Also worthy of respect!

And Hermann?

Annoyance appeared in Stan Carman's eyes.

Some of the actions of the other party made him feel unacceptable.

Especially that kind of aggressive look, really is not a qualified heir of Wolfe - the real heir of Wolfe should have a view of the overall situation, not the so-called generals in front of the battle.

But there was nothing he could do.

Herman comprehended the core secret technique of the Wolf royal family.

He is the only heir appointed by the old king.

He is not jealous.

Just a little unconvinced.

Why is he the one who does the dirty work?

But the flowers of glory belong to others?

However, it's coming soon!

"Heine is old."

"Next, I must inherit the position of Marshal."

"As for Hermann?"

Stankaman thought of the deal that a certain member of the royal family had made with him, and there was a look of sternness in his eyes.

But soon, it disappeared.

He looked at the map in the military tent again - this time it was no longer the Kingdom of Ryan, but... the Kingdom of Beta!

With the demise of the Snake Kingdom, the once most powerful Chieg Kingdom was also annexed by the Lane Royal Family, Wolfe Royal Family, and Beta Royal Family. Five-sixths of these lands are intertwined and complex.

Very suitable……

Tibetan soldiers!

What Stan Kaman can be sure of is that the Beta royal family will never let go of this opportunity.

There must be some places where soldiers are hidden.

Then?

It is natural to take advantage of the situation to seek more benefits.

"Where will it be?"

Steinkaman thought.

Sudden--

"Report!"

"Urgent electricity ahead!"

The messenger appeared outside the military account with a telegram. Stan Kaman didn't look back, but said lightly: "Read."

"Tonight we launched the final decisive battle against Hestings. Poirot Marple unexpectedly appeared and killed His Highness Herman and Marshal Heine. The enemy launched an attack according to the trend, and our side was defeated."

The communications soldier finished reading the urgent message with a trembling voice.

And Stankaman no longer had the calmness and composure he had before. He grabbed the urgent message and examined it carefully, his face full of horror.

"Is the news accurate?"

Stan Kaman reaffirmed.

"precise!"

"Our scouts have already encountered defeated soldiers."

The communicator told the truth.

"What about the airship?"

Stan Carman asked.

"Shooted down by Poirot Marple, and the accompanying mysterious side troops died together."

The voice of the communication soldier became more and more difficult.

"Where's Doug? What about him, the forward officer?"

Stan Kaman couldn't help raising his voice.

"General Doug was in the airship at that time..."

boom!

Before the communicator could finish his sentence, Stankamann slammed his fist on the table.

Undoubtedly, in order to please Marshal Heine, Doug, the vanguard officer, boarded the airship.

Then, with the crash of the airship, the guy is finished.

In this regard, Stan Kaman can only comment on the blame.

He didn't care about the other party's death.

but!

The death of the other party made the Qianfeng Battalion completely lose its commander!

Marshal Heine and Hermann?

One for show, one for recklessness.

These two simply cannot effectively command troops.

"asshole!"

"A bunch of bastards!"

"It will be turned over by one person!"

Stan Kaman cursed through gritted teeth.

"General..."

The communications soldier was timid and dared not speak.

"explain!"

Stan Kaman said in a deep voice.

"Poirot Marple... seems to have mastered the core secret technique of the Wolff royal family - being able to change into the form of a 'holy wolf', and is far more powerful than His Royal Highness Herman."

The communications soldier said cautiously.

"Where did this news come from?"

Stan Carman asked.

"It was said by the scouts who came back with the wounded soldiers. They all said that Poirot Marple was a magic wolf, a... split wolf!"

Hearing the words of the communicator, Stankaman's face sank.

Every country has some legends.

Wolfe Kingdom is no exception.

It was rumored that there was a member who could not master the secrets of the royal family. When he was exiled, he swore that he would definitely come back and split the entire Wolf in the form of a magic wolf.

Such rumors are often used to frighten children in the Kingdom of Wolfe.

Stan Carman knows that too.

However, in the eyes of Stan Kaman before, this is nothing more than the barking of a defeated dog.

but now?

"An order to prohibit the spread of such rumors, whoever dares to spread rumors, will be dealt with by military law!"

"And those soldiers who have returned from the defeat, form a separate battalion, don't let them come into contact with the main force!"

"Yes, General!"

After the signal soldier saluted, he turned and left the military tent.

Stan Kaman turned around and walked to the map, erased all the previous annotations, and started new annotations.

With such markings, Wolfe's main force began to mobilize-more fortifications began to appear, and more scouts were sent out.

Four divisions were mobilized overnight.

The soldiers joined the engineers one after another, and one small fort after another, one fire point after another, rose densely from the ground.

They seemed to be thorns, all over the place between Wolfe's main force and Hestings.

And this only took one day!

After inspecting the fortifications, Stankamann couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He wasn't worried about the so-called Poirot Marple, what he was worried about was Ryan's counterattack.

He has seen and contacted extraordinary people on the mysterious side.

Far less magical and powerful than imagined!

If you get shot, you will bleed and you will die!

Because of this, he is not jealous of Herman, and thinks that the other party is a fool!

Expose yourself to the gun, maybe one shot is okay, but what about two or three shots?

A single volley is enough to beat it into a meat sauce.

But Ryan's army's counterattack was different.

An established system, a large-scale army, and high morale, such an enemy is what Stan Kaman cares about.

Fortunately, the fortifications he built were enough to make the opponent suffer enough.

"As long as I resist the first counterattack and knock down Ryan's morale, it's time for me to counterattack—and, Doug is dead, Heine is dead, and Herman is dead. In this battle, I finally became main character!"

Stan Kaman thought, the corners of his mouth could not help but upturned.

This is a once in a lifetime opportunity.

He had thought he would have to wait a few more years.

Unexpectedly, it appeared immediately.

"Go to the wounded barracks!"

Stan Carman is going to put on a show.

Buying people's hearts is always simple and effective.

However, when he was still some distance away from the wounded barracks, he heard——

"He was tall and strong in the moonlight."

"In the night, he manipulates thunder and fire."

"He is the vengeful demon wolf!"

"He is Wolfe's Divided Wolf!"

"he is--"

"Poirot Marple!"

There were bursts of singing in minor tunes, and it was sung in the wounded barracks.

The lyrics are not all the same, but the gist of the lyrics is the same.

They are all talking about the strength of that Poirot Marple.

Stan Carman's face immediately sank.

Of course he knew why these wounded soldiers did this.

Only when the enemy is strong enough will it appear that they are not so useless.

This is human nature!

Can……

He is absolutely not allowed to appear!

Because, this will affect his plan!

Affect the morale of the soldiers around him!

"Go, shoot those bastards who spread rumors!"

Steinkaman intends to use the harshest means to control the situation.

Moreover, he did not step into the wounded barracks, but turned around and left.

Bang, bang, bang!

Behind him, gunfire rang out.

The general felt a little relieved.

He could no longer hear the chanting.

Because, the singing has become more and more secretive.

It also made Wolfe's wounded soldiers more and more frightened.

Goethe on the battlefield had already become, their nightmare.

And now?

The mention of a name brings death.

The more secret it is, the more it is known.

The death full of secrets is like nectar in flowers, attracting bees and butterflies.

A few hours later, the singing that was originally only heard in the wounded barracks appeared in the main force.

Of course, they didn't really sing in the true sense.

they just-

"do you know?"

"I'll tell you a secret!"

"You must not tell other people!"

...

One pass ten, ten pass one hundred.

When it was getting dark, there was a strange atmosphere in Wolfe's barracks.

Staying in the military tent, staring at the map again, thinking about how to build two more lines of defense, Stankaman didn't know what happened-this general was not used to sitting and eating with low-level officers and soldiers.

So, he missed his only chance.

The night is getting deeper!

Soldiers on Wolfe's patrol did their job well, but they couldn't help but look terrified as they looked where the flames couldn't reach.

Even holding the gun in his hand, the hand couldn't help shaking.

"Boss, do you think that's true?"

"Is there really a revenge wolf?"

"Will it really split the whole Wolfe?"

A young private first class questioned his commander.

"have no idea!"

The second lieutenant frowned and shook his head. Then, he looked around and found that no one was paying attention, so he warned: "General Stankaman ordered that we not discuss this, don't talk about it."

"Got it, boss, I'm just..."

The private first class nodded immediately, but then froze in place.

He saw a figure four or five meters tall coming out of the shadows.

He saw the black fur that was as dark as the night.

He saw the sharp fangs.

He saw...the devil wolf!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Demon wolf!!!"

The scream of the young corporal pierced the night sky.

Suddenly, the entire Wolf camp exploded.

The terrified soldiers clenched their guns and looked around bewilderedly.

And when a soldier inadvertently pulls the trigger—

bang bang bang!

Boom boom boom!

A series of bullets fired, followed by an explosion.

The soldiers shot desperately into the darkness, it seemed that there was a terrible wolf hidden there.

As for whether it will be accidentally injured?

They don't even think about it.

They just instinctively refuse to approach danger.

Corpses appeared one after another.

But this did not calm the soldiers.

On the contrary, these soldiers became more and more crazy.

Some even pulled the trigger on those close to them.

Camp roar!

In the oppressive atmosphere, chaos broke out.

Blood and gunpowder are intertwined.

Screaming and wailing continued.

The nights will be dyed scarlet.

Standing outside the barracks, the werewolf-like Goethe scratched his head with a dazed look on his face.

"Aww?"