Quadruple split

[It has reached its limit...]

Barty Arthur crouched tightly on his horse and dodged a stray arrow in an awkward manner. He looked at the back in the distance that seemed to be getting farther and farther away from the main formation of the Paladin Knights Academy, and sighed deeply. .

The companions around him were already working very hard. In order to maximize their speed, everyone even took huge risks. During the coordinated charge, they were distracted and poured fighting spirit into their horses, just to successfully threaten Dise in the distance. Rangers.

That's right, it's just a threat. After this pursuit lasted for less than two minutes, even if they didn't say it, everyone no longer felt that they could inflict a fatal blow to those enemies who were so flexible that it was almost unbelievable. Now we continue to grit our teeth and persist only because Batty, who is the absolute core of the team, has not issued new orders.

If this continues, you will lose.

No one wants to think about it, but no one can completely control their thoughts.

Including Barty Arthur, who was almost deprived of oxygen due to overthinking, almost everyone was shrouded in the shadow of defeat at this moment.

[We can’t continue chasing. 】

Suddenly realizing that the opponent had never completely distanced himself, it wasn't that it was impossible, but that after wasting his own morale and physical strength in a pleasant way, Barty finally gave up and seemed about to give up. After completing the encirclement, he ordered all his companions to slow down and gather together, and at the same time recalled the previously separated team.

He believed that if he continued to maintain the current rhythm, even if he could successfully limit the scope of activities of those Diesel people, it would be difficult to force them to fight head-on with him in a short period of time. In the process, he was already carrying a heavy burden. The equipped side's physical strength will decline off a cliff, and the combat effectiveness of both humans and horses will drop to a dangerous level.

And when this danger reaches a certain threshold, it's time for those Diesel people to fight back.

Therefore, instead of holding on to the mentality of 'I have already achieved this level, even if I grit my teeth to prevent my previous efforts from being in vain, I have to persevere' and keep pushing myself to death, we should be more decisive and let the situation slip. Stop losses in time before a comeback is completely impossible.

In fact, Barty knew that he was not decisive enough. Although he could barely analyze the battle situation from an objective perspective, it seemed that every step was within the opponent's plan, and no matter what changes he made, he could not escape the opponent. The dilemma of those established arrangements is really difficult to accept for a young man who is committed to becoming a famous general.

He has always been leading everyone to fight in this environment where others are playing tricks on him. Someone with a slightly worse mental quality would probably have completely collapsed and fallen apart.

Even if you can't win, you can still lose decently.

Even if you can't lose honorably, you can at least make the opponent win less honorably.

But Barty still tightened his nerves and killed the impulse that was always surging in his heart.

…

"I want to win."

Many, many years later, although he was old, he still had many qualities such as wit, humor, and handsomeness. [Sly Fox] Barty Arthur sat in front of the fireplace in his study, while rubbing the piece of hair that had long faded in his Among the many honors, the most inconspicuous [Runner-up Medal in the Fighting Skills Competition], he smiled at the dwarf girl in front of him who almost broke his leg and had to talk a lot before getting this interview opportunity: "To be honest, at that time I My head has almost become a mess, but there is only one thing I still remember clearly, and that is that I want to win, and I want to defeat that invincible knights together with my companions."

"Pfft, they were not an all-powerful knights at that time. If I remember correctly, Lord Liadrin was only a reserve member of the Diesel family's reserves at that time~"

As the most outstanding reporter among the younger generation of [Yali News], the dwarf girl did not show the slightest nervousness when facing this famous general. Instead, she blinked narrowly like an old friend and teased: "You are so old. Are you putting money on your face?"

"Haha, you can't say that, little girl."

Barty Arthur also laughed and shrugged: "Perhaps I can tell you an exclusive piece of news, that is, the great lord you just mentioned was already very powerful back then, even if he had gone through a fierce battle before. , she only used one move to knock me off the horse, one move!"

Two cups of coffee exuding a strong aroma were gently pushed in front of Batty and the female reporter with sharp eyes. She had snow-white hair. Although she was nearly sixty years old, her soft outlines were still the same. The half-orc woman from the rabbit tribe, who is extremely beautiful and has excellent skin care, gently patted Barty Arthur on the shoulder and said leisurely: "Although you are right, my dear, you have to admit that in the At the same level, no matter who wants to knock you down, it will be difficult for them to use the second move."

"Well, I understand what you mean, Lai Nan. After all, I am so smart and I never give people a second chance..."

"Because if you do another last hit, you might be killed."

"Well……"

The handsome old man coughed slightly with a slightly red face. After a few seconds, he straightened his face and said to his wife in a deep voice: "Be serious, we are here for an interview."

"Yes yes yes~"

Lenan smiled warmly, and then in the next second he seemed to have returned to when he was in his twenties. He playfully smiled at the dwarf girl with eyes that were twice as big as hers: "You can write whatever report you want about what I just said. , no need to save face for this guy."

【That is required. 】

The girl chuckled, and after giving Barty a "please don't worry" look, she smiled at Lenan like a good person: "You are joking."

Then she took a sip of Lainan's coffee that had been specially added with a lot of fresh milk, and stuck out her tongue very honestly: "Well, I really can't get used to this."

"Haha, little girl, you are still young."

But Barty took a big sip and said happily: "It will take more than ten years, when you reach the age where you start to feel sleepy before the sun sets, then you can truly discover the value of this drink."

The girl nodded, then suddenly smiled and said: "I remember that Your Excellency seemed to like this one too."

"Which Excellency are you talking about?"

Barty blinked curiously, spread his hands and said, "You have to understand, girl, even at the highest meeting within the coalition that year, the number of people who chose coffee far exceeded those who chose soda and ale."

"Of course it's the one related to our last topic~"

The girl clapped her hands gently and said with a smile: "Your best friend and the person you respect the most was the one who defeated the young [Sly Fox] in that fighting competition and defeated Dise. The one who was given the championship by your delegation..."

"Hei Fan is not my best friend!"

A few veins suddenly appeared on the back of Barty's hands, and he gritted his teeth and said, "And I don't respect him at all! Tell me, little girl, who said this!"

"You said this in your speech fifteen years ago when you resigned as the dean of the White Oath Knights Academy."

The dwarf girl answered without thinking.

"I did not say!"

"You said it."

"I did not say!"

"You really said it."

"I didn't say it when I said it!"

"Well you didn't say."

The dwarf girl smiled softly, and then asked seemingly casually: "So, in fact, you didn't like your boss at all?"

Barty twitched his lips and said, "Nonsense, who would treat a common man whose mind is full of 'hurry up and finish the war and then go home and get married'."

The girl's eyes lit up: "Eh? So our Lord the Military God and His Highness Wangyu were really just pretending..."

"Are you here to interview me, or are you looking for enthusiastic people to investigate Hei Fan?"

Barty's tone became increasingly sinister.

"Ahem, sorry, sorry, let's go on, let's go on."

Although it was clear that the other party was just joking, the girl still changed the subject in a good-natured manner and asked: "So it was precisely because you wanted to win that you gave up and ordered everyone to stop pursuing the Diesel delegation in that situation. ?”

"That's it."

Barty touched the tip of his nose, took another sip of coffee, turned his gaze to the burning fireplace next to him, and recalled with a chuckle: "Under the circumstances at that time, that was the only thing I could do. He retreated and led everyone to flee in the opposite direction in embarrassment, but he was still thinking about winning, winning, winning."

The girl quickly wrote something on the small notebook in her hand with a quill, while continuing to ask: "So the reason is..."

"The reason is of course that we have Mu Xuejian."

Barty tapped the rim of the cup, a complex look flashed in his eyes, and he said calmly: "Little girl, you should know who the strongest person on Diesel's side was at that time, right?"

"certainly!"

The petite reporter almost jumped up and said quickly: "To be honest, I was almost shocked when I turned to the records before. I didn't expect that the adult also..."

"Okay, okay."

Barty waved his hand and said with a smile, "I guess you don't know how badly he was beaten by Mu Xuejian. Oh, by the way, there's also that bitch."

"What bastard?"

"Foolish bastard."

"What's that?"

"...It's Mo's mount."

"Eh? Are you talking about the wise, knowledgeable, kind, righteous, fair, and loyal Lord Wise Dragon King!?"

"So, which dimension of history did you study when you were in school?"

"Would you mind telling me more about it?"

"I mind very much. That bastard is very vengeful, unless you swear not to spread it."

"I swear!"

"I do not believe."

"..."

"Haha, let's continue talking about the content of your column this issue."

After teasing the girl in front of him, Barty brought the topic back and said softly: "Actually, I had no choice at that time. If I wanted to win, I could only place my hope on the only variable in that game."

The reporter girl reacted quickly: "Sword Master?"

"Haha, Sword Master is a rank, not a title for a certain person."

Barty smacked his lips, and then smiled: "Of course, if there can only be one Sword Master, I also think that only Mu Xuejian can bear this title. In short, although I didn't want her to continue to take the limelight at first. But in the end, I still put everything on her."

"In the end, His Excellency Mu Xuejian was defeated? He was..."

"No, no, no, Mo didn't have that strength at that time. As I said just now, he and his bastard were taught a terrible lesson. Speaking of the two of them alone, there is no doubt that Mu Xuejian achieved complete victory. but……"

"but what?"

"But Mo was able to hold Mu Xuejian back after all."

Barty sighed and said helplessly: "According to my calculations at the time, almost no one could last for one minute in Mu Xuejian's hands, but that guy dragged her for nearly five minutes, and these five minutes were exactly The most critical, most important five minutes of that fight.”

The girl nodded vigorously and used the quill in her hand to ravage the notebook in front of her crazily: "Can you elaborate on this?"

"Of course, I've already looked away anyway."

Barty, who obviously didn't look away, nodded with a stinky face, shrugged and said: "My idea at the time was to ignore Diesel's rangers, all move closer to Mu Xuejian, who was obviously unable to support him immediately, and then rely on The advantage in numbers will help her deal with Mo as soon as possible. As long as Mu Xuejian is freed, no matter how many tactics Diesel prepares, we at least have the option of 'defeating skill with force'."

She had done enough homework before interviewing Barty. The girl, who also graduated from the Violet Strategic Command Academy, thought about it for a while, and then nodded vigorously: "It's a very correct way to deal with it."

"Yes, that's right. To this day, I still feel that I didn't make any mistakes that day."

Batty laughed dryly and sighed: "But, we still failed after all."

"Because?"

"That damn cavalry team... Well, in your words, it should be the quasi-cavalry team back then. When I gave the order to turn back, it started charging."

"Wait, what did you just say about starting?"

"Yes, you heard that right, they charged."

"They...charged? I mean, they, who were clearly rangers at the time, launched a charge against you and the heavy cavalry around you?"

"Completely correct."

"Then what?"

The almost confused dwarf girl asked the first stupid question of the day.

"Then? Did you see this medal?"

Barty shook the medal in his hand that he would take out and play with whenever he had nothing to do, and said with a wry smile: "It has the words 'runner-up' written on it."

"How can this be!"

"Yes, that's what I thought at the time... How is this possible? How can there be such an unreasonable knight in the world?"

"Pfft, but you still got their command in the end, didn't you?"

"Yes, because apart from a certain guy with no ambition, I am probably the person who best understands how important that cavalry team is as a chess piece. In fact, even at that time, I respected them very much. Like them very much too.”

"so……"

“No details~”

"No, no, no, I mean, so is it true that you pursued Ms. Scarlett Diesel later?"

"!?"

Barty's pupils suddenly shrank, and not far away, Mrs. Arthur, who was preparing dinner, also quickly straightened her long ears, although she had known this for a long time.

"Damn it, where did you hear this!?"

"The "Black History" series retails for 3,600 gold coins per copy at Wanderer Hotel."

"Crow, what the hell..."

"So is this thing true?"

"...Yeah, but Scarlett doesn't like my type."

"Eh? What does Ms. Scarlett Diesel like?"

"madman."

"ha?"

"Yes, madman."

Chapter 1121: End