A Fake General [Part 2]
"You're not inferior to him, Sir," Lux replied. "He was just able to take advantage of the terrain and set traps beforehand. His style of fighting is very cowardly. Because of this, your army has suffered great losses."
"That's right!" General Phobus slammed his fist on the table, breaking it apart. "The bastard only relies on these dirty tricks in order to chip away my forces! If he faced me head-on like a real man, the one who would be getting trashed would be him!"
"It is as you say, General. The Enemy is simply playing dirty like a street rat. This kind of strategy in my eyes is simply pathetic."
"Right! That's right! Finally, someone who understands me!"
Lux once again laughed in his heart as he looked at the General in front of him.
After observing for three days, he finally understood what kind of person General Phobus was, and it made him want to leave the Ammarian Camp as soon as possible.