Volume 2: Boundless Walker Chapter 76: Demonic Wolf!

Late at night, Steinkamann stood in front of a map in the military tent.

He had a serious face and sharp eyes, and the pencil in his hand kept marking on the map. The straight general's uniform made the middle-aged man look even more majestic.

"Ryan, got it!"

After a moment, Steinkamann said to himself.

He had read all the news from the vanguard troops.

Everything went as planned by the Operations Staff, and Ryan offered no decent resistance except for Haseltings.

After all, the Grand Duke of Graz was dead.

Thinking of the other's death, Stankamann sighed slightly.

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

However, for the prosperity of the Wolf Kingdom, he had to choose to listen to some 'extra' advice.

Effect?

Naturally it's pretty good.

"Hessetings won't last until sunrise."

"After all, Marshal Hein went there with a secret weapon."

When he thought of Marshal Hein, Steinkamann frowned slightly.

He doesn't like the other party's vanity.

But compared to Herman's high expectations and low skills...

Still worthy of respect!

And Hermann?

Annoyance appeared in Stankamann's eyes.

Some of the other party's practices were unacceptable to him.

Especially that kind of brave and aggressive look, he is really not a qualified successor to Wolfe - a true successor to Wolfe should have a sense of the overall situation, rather than being a so-called warrior on the battlefield.

But there was nothing he could do.

Hermann comprehended the core secrets of the Wolf royal family.

He is the only heir designated by the old king.

He was not jealous.

I just feel a little unconvinced.

Why does he do all the dirty work?

But the glory and flowers all belong to others?

But it will be soon!

"Hain is old."

"I will definitely inherit the position of marshal next."

"As for Hermann?"

Stankamann thought of the deal he had made with a certain member of the royal family, and a sinister look flashed 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 Chig Kingdom was also annexed by the Ryan Royal Family, the Wolf Royal Family, and the Beta Royal Family. These lands are intertwined and complex in terrain.

Perfect for...

Hide the soldiers!

What Stankamann was certain of was that the Beta royal family would never miss this opportunity.

There must be soldiers hidden somewhere .

Then?

Naturally, they would take advantage of the situation and seek more benefits.

"Where could it be?"

Steinkamann thought.

Sudden--

"Report!"

"Urgent call from the front!"

The signalman appeared outside the military tent with a telegram. Stankamann did not turn around, but said calmly, "Read it."

"Tonight we launched the final decisive battle against Hessetins. Poirot Marple unexpectedly appeared and killed His Highness Hermann and Marshal Hein in battle. The enemy took advantage of the situation to launch an attack and we were defeated."

The signalman finished reading the urgent message in a trembling voice.

And Stankamann no longer had his previous calmness and composure. He snatched the urgent telegram and examined it carefully, his face filled with horror.

“Is the information accurate?”

Stankamann confirmed again.

"precise!"

"Our scouts have encountered the defeated soldiers."

The signalman spoke truthfully.

"Where's the airship?"

Steinkamann demanded.

"Shot down by Polo Marple, along with the mysterious wing troops accompanying him."

The signalman's voice became increasingly difficult.

"Where's Doug? Where's the forward officer?"

Steinkamann could not help but raise his voice.

"General Doug was on the airship at the time..."

Bang!

Before the signalman could finish his words, Stankamann slammed his fist on the table.

There is no doubt that in order to please Marshal Hein, Doug, the vanguard officer, boarded the airship.

Then, with the airship crashing, the guy was doomed.

In this regard, Stankamann would only say that it was his own fault.

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

but!

The death of the enemy left the vanguard battalion completely without its commander!

Marshal Hein and Hermann?

One is a showman, the other is a reckless man.

These two are simply unable to effectively command the troops.

"asshole!"

"A bunch of bastards!"

“To be overturned by just one person!”

Steinkamann swore through gnashing teeth.

"General..."

The signalman was timid and dared not speak.

"explain!"

Stankamann said in a deep voice.

"Poirot Marple... seems to have mastered the core secret technique of the Wolf royal family - he can transform into the form of a 'holy wolf', and he is far more powerful than His Highness Hermann."

The signalman said cautiously.

"Where did this news come from?"

asked Steinkamann.

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

Hearing the signalman's words, Steinkamann's face darkened.

Every country has some legends.

The Wolf Kingdom is no exception.

Rumor has it that there was a member who was unable to master the royal secrets. When he was exiled, he swore that he would come back in the form of a demon wolf and split the entire Wolf.

Such rumors are often used to scare children in the Wolf Kingdom.

Stankamann knew this too.

However, in the eyes of Stankamann, this was nothing more than the barking of a defeated dog.

But now?

"I have issued an order prohibiting the spread of such rumors. Anyone who dares to spread rumors will be punished by military law!"

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

"Yes, General!"

The signalman saluted and turned to leave the tent.

Stankamann turned and walked to the map, erased all the previous markings, and started new markings.

And 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 engineering corps one after another, and small fortresses and firing points were built one after another, densely packed out from the ground.

They were like thorns, spreading between Wolfe's main force and the Hastings.

And this only took one day!

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

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

He has seen and come into contact with extraordinary people on the mysterious side.

It is not as magical and powerful as imagined!

If you get shot, you will bleed and die!

It is for this reason that he is not jealous of Hermann and thinks that he is a reckless man!

Exposing yourself to the muzzle of a gun, maybe one shot is fine, but what about two or three shots?

A salvo from one company was enough to beat it into a pulp.

But Ryan's army's counterattack was different.

An organized, large-scale army with high morale is the kind of enemy that Steinkamann cares about.

Fortunately, the fortifications he built were enough to inflict heavy damage on the enemy.

"As long as I resist the first counterattack and destroy Ryan's morale, it will be time for me to strike back. Besides, Doug is dead, Hein is dead, and Herman is dead. In this battle, I finally become the protagonist!"

As Stankamann thought about it, the corners of his mouth curled up.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

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

But unexpectedly, it appeared immediately.

"Go to the wounded camp!"

Stankamann was going to perform.

Winning people's hearts is always simple and effective.

However, when he was still some distance away from the wounded soldiers' camp, he heard -

"In the moonlight, he was tall and strong."

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

"He is the demon wolf of revenge!"

"He is Wolff's Split Wolf!"

"He is——"

"Poirot Marple!"

Waves of minor tunes were sung in the camp for wounded soldiers.

The lyrics are not all the same, but the general meaning is the same.

They all speak of the power of Poirot Maple.

Steinkamann's face immediately darkened.

Of course he knew why these wounded soldiers did this.

Only when the enemy is strong enough will they seem less useless.

This is human nature!

Can……

He is absolutely not allowed to appear!

Because this will affect his plan!

It affects the morale of the soldiers around him!

"Go, shoot those bastards who spread rumors!"

Steinkamann intended to use the harshest means to control the situation.

Moreover, he did not step into the wounded camp again, but turned and left.

Bang, bang, bang!

Behind him, gunshots rang out.

The general felt slightly relieved.

He could no longer hear the singing.

Because the singing has become more and more secretive.

It also made Wolfe's wounded soldiers more terrified.

Goethe on the battlefield had already become their nightmare.

And now?

The mention of the name brings death.

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

Death lurks in secret, just like nectar in flowers, attracting bees and butterflies.

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

Of course, they didn't really sing it.

They just—

"Did you know?"

"I'll tell you a secret!"

"Don't tell anyone else!"

…

One person tells ten people, ten people tell a hundred people.

As the sky gradually darkened, a strange atmosphere filled the Wolfe camp.

Staying in the military tent, staring at the map again, thinking about how to establish two more lines of defense, Stankamann had no idea what was going on - the 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!

The soldiers on Wolfe's patrol did their duty, but when they looked toward the places where the fire could not reach, they could not help but look at the fear on their faces.

Even though he was holding a gun, his hand couldn't help but tremble.

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

"Is there really a vengeful wolf?"

"Will it really split the entire Wolfe?"

A young private first class asked his superior.

"have no idea!"

The lieutenant frowned and shook his head, then looked around and found that no one was paying attention, so he warned: "General Stankamann ordered not to discuss this, so don't say it."

"Got it, Boss, I am..."

The private nodded immediately, but then stood there in a daze.

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

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

He saw the sharp fangs and teeth.

He saw...the demon wolf!

“Aa ...

"Demon Wolf!!!"

The young private's scream cut through the night air.

Suddenly, the entire Wolfe camp exploded.

The terrified soldiers clenched their guns and looked around in panic.

And when a soldier accidentally pulls the trigger—