College (2)
These days, Alex had honestly kept his promise not to bother Inger, and he hadn't seen him since.
After another week of recuperation, Inger left the mansion and headed for the academy with the permission of the doctor and the archbishop.
While he was in the Duke's Palace, he refused all visitors, including his friends, except Alex and Archbishop Bixi.
He really didn't have the energy to deal with those friends at the time, and he didn't want to listen to the rumors outside.
But when I return to college, these people and things will come to me involuntarily.
For example, now.
Inger looked at the class schedule, found the history classroom, opened the back door, and sat down in a random seat at the back - this was his habit in college.
While waiting for the class to start, he had nothing to do, so he opened "Advanced Principles of Magic".
The classroom suddenly became quiet.
Inger looked up and saw a group of people surrounding him.
"Ying! You are still alive!"
"Inge! The Duke's Mansion won't let us visit you!"
"Is your illness really that serious?"
"I heard that the person who poisoned the place was caught by the Ninth Prince, but I still don't believe it. Maybe it's just the thief crying 'Catch the thief'?"
"I've told you before, don't get close to him, he's dangerous, stay away from him from now on!"
"I heard that you studied magic with Archbishop Bixi. Is this true?"
…
Inger smiled politely, but his head was about to explode.
It was as if he had returned to the period when he worked at the school.
Inger pretended to cough twice.
"Hey! He's not well yet! Don't make it difficult for him! Can't you just speak more slowly?"
Inger then found a gap and slowly raised his head to look over.
He has no memory of this body, but he recognizes many of the people.
Because a large part of them have appeared in comics.
As students of the same class as Alex, they are either active in the enemy camp or in their own camp.
But it only appeared once or twice.
In the original work, after Inger's death, they were very rude to Alex. The isolation and exclusion among classmates, or perhaps the rejection of Alex by the old aristocratic faction.
Inger is the second and most beloved son of Duke Neckar, the oldest and most prestigious noble family in Chunie.
It was natural for the children of high-ranking aristocratic factions to lean on him.
Recently, Inger has written down all the contents of the genealogy of the current nobles. He has also asked people to find portraits of the nobles, including their children.
He took a quick look around and found that there were basically no children worth making close friends with.
So he smiled and responded one by one:
"I'm fine. I'm alive and well. It was someone else who poisoned me. His Highness the Ninth Prince is not stupid, but I really don't want to get involved in these things. The Archbishop is so busy, so I basically just read books by myself."
"I thought you were going to study knight class! I didn't expect that. Are you going to study magic class now?"
This military and political academy is a bit like the school that Gu Shu attended, which was a combination of World High School and University.
Before middle school, these children of noble families basically learned basic knowledge at home. They entered school in the first semester to learn advanced basic knowledge. In the second semester, the school would conduct diversion.
People with magical qualities will be divided into knights and wizards.
Knights actually refer to those who can transform magic power into chi and forge their bodies. It does not only refer to knights.
Ordinary classes are divided into military, politics, economics, propaganda, and scientific research.
In fact, there are also detailed divisions between the knight class and the magic class, but because most knights became members of knight orders or army commanders, and most wizards entered the Institute of Magic, the subject selection was later canceled.
Inger tried rehabilitation at home, but he collapsed after running a few steps, and his family almost locked him in the house.
He also tried indoor exercise, but he collapsed after doing only a few push-ups. It seemed that the illness had really damaged his body, so he didn't force himself.
"Probably. I'm just a little interested. The bishop often says that I don't have strong control and magic power."
This is true. That person seemed to find fault with him whenever he got the chance, as if he was afraid that he would become arrogant and complacent.
He is not a child, and he does not care about competitions. Learning magic is just a way to save his life, and he does not need to be very good.
"Ah, that person is notoriously picky, and most people don't like her! It's incredible that she taught you magic!"
Inger glanced at the man who had said this and smiled to himself.
Immature jealousy between children, and obviously sarcastic remarks.
He just thought it was fun. But that was all.
He wanted to escape from the political whirlpool, so he would not make close friends with these bad friends. Socializing was the business of his parents and brother, and he only needed to finish his school life quietly and then run away with his family.
"Make way, make way."
"Stella, why are you here?"
The one who pushed the crowd aside was a young man with blond hair and blue eyes. He looked half a head taller than his peers, had a handsome face, and was wearing a knight's platinum light armor.
White birds of paradise filled the view.
He brought in a girl who looked 80% like him.
The girl's long blond hair was braided into a scorpion tail and hung behind her. She had cute eyebrows and a pouting mouth, and turned her head away as if she was very reluctant.
The two of them are obviously twins, and they have one most obvious feature - a bluebird tattoo on the corner of their left eye.
It's Stella from the Bluebird family.
An ancient family that has prospered in the past three generations and is famous for its military strength.
Inger remembered their names, the brother was Uri and the sister was Cheryl.
He narrowed his eyes, looked at the two men, and his heart began to beat wildly.
Uri tugged at Cheryl's hand, "Cheryl, apologize."
Cheryl walked over awkwardly with her head lowered.
"I...I'm sorry...if I hadn't hidden your...water bottle...you wouldn't have..."
Inger finally understood why the original owner had snatched the male protagonist's water after horse racing.
The girl's eyes were red, and she murmured aggrievedly: "But I... that was for a reason... I didn't know what happened to you later..."
Wu Rui patted her on the back of her head and said, "If you want to apologize, be sincere! If you are wrong, you are wrong. Don't make excuses for yourself!"
Cheryl stamped her feet in anger: "Who is making excuses? I am telling the truth! It was not me who poisoned him!"
Inger coughed twice to draw the attention of the siblings who were about to quarrel to himself.
He smiled gently at Cheryl and asked, "Why did you hide my water bottle?"
Cheryl was stunned for a moment, and she burst out in grievance: "Because someone put laxatives in your bottle! I saw it! It was him!"
As she spoke, she grabbed the ear of someone next to her.
"Ahhhhhh! Let go! How can you just bite someone so casually!"
The man was obviously panicked, but he still quickly explained.
If he himself wasn't a participant and victim, Inger really wanted to grab a bucket of popcorn and watch the show right there.
Cheryl kicked the man to the ground, then turned back to Inger and said, "I was wrong. I should have made you drink laxatives! It's better than drinking poison! Humph!"
Just as Uri was about to cover his sister's mouth, Inger laughed twice: "Thank you."
Cheryl was stunned. "Do you believe what I said?"
Inger gave the man who was giving the laxative a meaningful look and asked, "What do you think?"
The man's mouth trembled twice, cold sweat broke out, he staggered to his feet, and ran away in front of everyone's gaze.
Inger laughed and said, "Some people don't even dare to apologize. You are much better than that. And you are right."
Cheryl grabbed her brother by the collar and said, "Brother! Did you hear me? You and Dad don't believe me!"
Wu Rui quickly apologized to her.
Inger watched the two men making a fuss, and the scenes of their deaths unfolded clearly before his eyes.
He took a deep breath.
These two people will be Alex's most loyal partners in the future.
Wu Rui died from a thousand arrows piercing his heart, including one shot by his twin sister.
Cheryl died of suicide.
A demon being took control of Cheryl's body, killed her twin brother, and made her watch her brother die from her own arrow.
The companions around Alex died in more tragic ways than each other.
[If this is really a comic, then there must be something wrong with the author's brain. ]
This was his most honest thought at the time.
The bell for class rang, interrupting his memories.
The others left, but Uri and Cheryl stayed and sat next to him.
Inger quietly moved a position, and Uri followed suit.
[No, don't you feel embarrassed? ]
Wu Rui came over and whispered to him, "I'm really sorry that my sister has such a temper, but she is not a bad person."
Inger ignored him.
If you have read the comics, you will know that this guy appears to be so serious on the surface, but in fact he is a hopeless sister-con.
Then he started reading the comic book plot in his mind again.
At this time, Professor Obide walked into the classroom.
This person is their history lecturer and also the president of the college.
Not an old man with white beard, nor an old man with white hair.
He was a middle-aged man in his forties who looked very solemn. He looked very strong. He wore silver-rimmed glasses on his high nose bridge and had no beard. He was tall, thin, with a straight back, dark yellow skin, and some scars.
This year's principal took over the position directly from his grandfather.
He is a retired general.
He taught history, military theory and military practice courses in the college.
Although he was a soldier, he was not a soldier ruffian. He was born into a noble family and had acquired manners and bearing since childhood. After becoming a soldier, his habit was a kind of discipline that was difficult to erase.
The combination of the two in one person, coupled with that serious expression, can't help but inspire respect.
The students who were originally relaxed in the classroom straightened their backs involuntarily when they saw him.
Oubide placed the lesson plan on the desk and said, "Everyone, please find a seat and sit down."
Inger thought his voice was a little hoarse, and the next moment, he met his gaze.
Orbid looked at him expressionlessly and casually said, "Let's review the modern history we learned in the last class. Who can briefly describe the battle in which the former emperor died?"
[Wow, this professor can talk about this without any hesitation. And this battle actually happened not long ago. He was even one of the participants in the battle.]
Several people raised their hands.
Opide set his sights on Inger.
Inger looked at the blackboard.
[It’s not me. Don’t look at me. I didn’t raise my hand. ]
"Inger, get up and speak."
[As a teacher, it is really mean to let a student who just came back today answer questions!]
Inger stood up without hesitation.
Someone in the classroom said, "Professor! Inger just came back!"
Opide glanced at him, unable to tell what his emotions were: "If you can't answer, don't get up."
Wu Rui whispered beside him: "It's okay."
"On January 23, 1868, the current Emperor of Levi, Mackaolin Levi, was besieged in the Gazi Corian region by the then Emperor of Chugne, Alan Chugne, with a huge military advantage. The final result of this battle was that Mackaolin killed Alan and finally succeeded in escaping from the siege of tens of thousands of people. He returned to the Levi border base camp, regrouped, and captured the Corian region in one fell swoop. This was also the turning point of the Southwest War. It was the fuse for Chugne's defeat in the Southwest War."
Everyone around was stunned.
It was one thing for him to be able to recite it, but it was another thing for him to speak it out without hesitation.
In fact, for Inger, these things are not much different from the historical events of two hundred years ago. Besides, the current emperor does not respect the previous emperor very much, so there is no need to worry.
There was something like a smile on the corner of Orbid's mouth: "Then you know how Mackay Olin broke through the siege and how he killed His Majesty Alan."
"We didn't cover this part in the last class!" Cheryl muttered.
Inger thought for a moment and said fluently, "The post-war records stated that Mackay Olin only had a thousand men left. However, he suddenly threw out his only self-defense weapon during the battle. The weapon was attached with acceleration magic, and it passed through the encirclement and pointed directly at Emperor Alan, killing him with one blow. After that, the army lost morale. Mackay Olin fought one against a hundred, buying time for the wizard to cast the teleportation formation, and then abandoned half of the soldiers and successfully escaped."
"I think no one knows the real situation better than you, Professor. You were one of the main generals on the battle list at that time."
The students in the classroom took a deep breath at the same time.
Uri looked at him in amazement.
[This is a provocation, you are so bold]
The corners of Oubide's mouth curled up. "These are all true. I witnessed this scene with my own eyes."
Inger nodded. "Thank you, Professor." He was about to sit down.
Opide: "I didn't let you sit."
Inger stiffened for a moment, then continued to stand straight.
Apparently, Eubid was not going to let him off so easily: "What do you think was the biggest factor in Cune's defeat in this war?"
Inger himself thought about this as he read the documents.
"His Majesty Alan's strategy and formation were sound. He successfully forced Mackay Olin into a disadvantageous position and trapped him in the valley. However, Mackay Olin's personal martial arts were too strong. His strength was outstanding among the 8th-level knights. Even with an absolute advantage of 10,000 people against 1,000 people, he was able to hold on for a while and find a chance to break out."
As he said this, some students around him nodded. Mackay Olin is currently recognized as the strongest knight emperor in the world. It is still the model answer so far.
Seeing that Orbid showed no sign of satisfaction, Inger had no choice but to continue, "But I think the most crucial factor lies in that wizard."
Orbid narrowed his eyes, "Why?"
"Magic that accelerates objects and magic that can teleport multiple people over long distances. These are the keys to changing the situation.
Even if Mackaylin's throwing force was great, without the acceleration magic, it would be difficult for King Alan to die before he could react.
Without teleportation magic, no matter how powerful Mackay Olin was, he would not be able to fight his way out of the siege of thousands of people.
The best decision he made was to protect the wizard.
It is well known that wizards in most countries, including our country, generally only study healing and auxiliary magic, as well as some daily household magic. They rarely play a key role in wars.
Of course, teleporting multiple people over long distances is not something that ordinary wizards can do. At least level 7, or even level 8."
Orbid's smile deepened: "Oh, so what kind of enlightenment did you get from this battle?"
Inger was speechless. What kind of defense meeting was this?
"The strategic application of wizards and magic in war, and the strategic coordination of knights and wizards. The training of wizards for combat, and the development of strategic talents..."
There is no emotion, it's all clichés.
“…”
The classroom was in complete silence.
"Professor, can I sit down now?" Inger asked politely.
Opide nodded: "Sit down."
The students in the classroom immediately became agitated.
Opide patted the table and said, "Be quiet. We'll have time to discuss. You should have understood the key points of this battle from what Neka just said. Next, form groups of 3-4 to discuss how to defeat the Liweier side now that you know the situation."
There is a notable feature in Opide's history class - he turns history class into a military case study.
Inger pressed his temples and felt a headache.
[None of this has anything to do with me. I will not go to war, nor will I command or participate in combat.]
He's already thinking about skipping classes.
Uri and Cheryl looked over, their faces filled with eager anticipation.
Inger said bluntly: "What's there to think about? Just kill the wizard directly."
Uri said: "The problem is how to kill him. He must be well protected by Mackay Olin and other knights."
Cheryl said excitedly: "Prepare an archery team and shoot them into hedgehogs!"
Inger: "There wasn't such a large archery team in the formation at that time, only a few people at most. But if there was a particularly powerful archer, it might be possible to shoot and kill the wizard, but unfortunately there wasn't one."
[You two will be sharpshooters who can change the situation of the battle in the future. ]
Wu Rui stroked his chin and asked: "What should we do?"
Inger yawned. He had slept for too long recently and had not yet recovered. He said slowly:
"The name of the Corion region comes from a kind of tobacco that grows here. After drying and burning, it has a strong dizzying and paralyzing effect. If it were me, I would prepare some in advance before the battle. During the siege, I would choose the upwind side to knock down the Levi's army. Even if the 8th-level knight can resist, most other knights, especially the weak wizards, will at least be affected."
"Furthermore, if we have wizards on our side, we can also prepare some defensive magic or illusions, so that we won't be caught off guard by sudden attacks. His Majesty Alan is also a level 7 knight, but he is too confident in his own defense."
"Ah, if only we had explosives, we could ambush the enemy underground, lure them in deep, and then bomb them. They would be dead for sure. Ah, now explosives have only been invented, but they have not been safely produced."
"Also, the formation was chosen incorrectly. A large teleportation formation can only be drawn at a fixed position. Encirclement formation will only give them time and opportunity. We should use the knife formation to force them to the waterway and away from the Livil camp. In fact, there is a river five angdors (1 angdor = 100 meters) away from the Corion battlefield. If we use guerrilla warfare to force them to retreat, then the wizards will have no time and conditions to cast spells."
Cheryl was shocked and said, "Why go to the water? Aren't you afraid they might escape by swimming?"
"Generally, rivers of this size have fast currents and are full of rocks. Although there are no cliffs, it is unlikely that a team of a thousand people could escape by jumping into the water. One or two people might be able to escape, but Mackay Olin can't swim."
Wu Rui's eyes lit up. "It's impossible to build a teleportation array in the water or in the air."
Inger was stunned. His words reminded him that it was possible to build a teleportation array in the air. This was a high-level magic, so he had never tried it.
Cheryl: "What if they don't go to the river, but go up or down the river bank?"
"Then we should change the formation in advance and guide them in the direction we want. Ten thousand people is enough for us to intercept them."
"As long as you are patient enough and keep chasing each other, the wizards will not have time to cast the magic circle. Even if you delay, you can still wear them down."
After Inger finished speaking, he suddenly saw Uri writing furiously beside him, "What are you doing?"
Wu Rui said as a matter of course: "Of course I wrote down what you said! This is the group discussion assignment."
Inger disagreed. "What's the point of writing it down? These are things that everyone can think of. They will probably be finished by the previous groups soon. Besides, these are just paper talks. The actual execution depends on the commander's ability."
Cheryl crossed her arms and said, "We didn't think of that? Are you calling us idiots?"
Inger lazily lay on the table.
"Hey! Why are you sleeping? Didn't you get enough sleep last night?"
Wu Rui quickly stopped his sister: "Xie Li!"
The heated discussion soon came to an end.
Because Inger was also talking to the twins, he didn't notice what others were discussing.
When each group spoke, he realized how thorough his misunderstanding was.
"Our team's plan was to use fire, throw barrels of oil and wine at the enemy, and then ignite them with rockets."
"Something that can be stopped by a water spell. You guys are crazy."
"Our team's plan is to have the enemy's main general fight one-on-one."
"Mackay Olin escaped when the duel was about to begin. Next."
"Our team's plan is to use archers to shoot the wizards."
"Let's not talk about the fact that we don't have many archers in our team. If we do, they will be blocked by Mackay Olin. But it's a good suggestion. I hope a talented archer will appear in the future. But that person will definitely not be you. Your archery skills are the worst in the class."
…
The previous groups were all criticized mercilessly by Opide.
He forgot that these kids were only 15 years old and had never been to a battlefield. How could he expect them to come up with any good strategies?
Inger watched helplessly as Uri went up and spoke confidently.
The students' jaws dropped as they listened to his talk.
Opide kept asking questions, which were exactly the same questions they had just discussed, and he could answer them all.
Obid finally nodded with satisfaction, "How many people are in your team?"
Wu Rui smiled brightly and pointed to his seat. "Me, my sister Cheryl, and Inger. It was mainly Inger who suggested it."
Inger put the book over his face and pretended to sleep.
Opide looked at him meaningfully, "Oh, really?"
In the end, he gave their group's homework 9 points, and he didn't give them the remaining point because he was afraid that they would be too proud.
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