Chapter 382: Galen Meets His Father-in-Law

Late at night, Du Kecao sat alone in the tent, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

He stared at the war sand table on the command table with a gloomy face, and replayed over and over in his mind the bloody decisive battle that would take place here tomorrow.

No matter how many times he deduced it, no matter how optimistic the conditions he assumed, the fate of the hundreds of thousands of imperial soldiers under his command would only be... death.

"Damn these two lunatics!" Du Kecao cursed with gritted teeth, but his voice was very low.

Because he knew that Iris and Vladimir did not completely trust him as a "master of playing both sides" - even though this bet was not his original intention.

He knew even more clearly that at this moment there were a few seemingly inconspicuous little spiders hanging silently outside the tent, silently monitoring him.

All of this could not escape the keen intuition of a master assassin.

"Who?!" Suddenly, Du Kecao instinctively felt a chill.

Refocus your mind and take a closer look:

There was nothing there. It was just that the tent door curtain was slightly lifted, letting in a wisp of night wind.

"No..." His intuition told him that things were not that simple.

Something must have come in and reached him.

Sure enough, the next second, a familiar voice rang out in Du Kecao's ear:

"Father."

"Katrina?" Du Kecao's brows suddenly frowned.

"It's me." The voice came from that invisible wind.

"Don't worry, father. Those little creatures at the door won't notice the existence of this gust of wind at all."

As he spoke, the transparent airflow quietly condensed into a vaguely outlined air mass, and finally turned into a small bluebird.

Du Kecao recognized this thing: "The blue bird incarnation of the leader..."

His expression turned very ugly: "Katerina, have you really converted to the Leader?"

"Yes, father," Catalina answered simply.

"Then why did you come back?" Du Kecao had no enthusiasm as a father, only indifference towards the enemy.

Members of the Kekao family were not even allowed to fail, let alone defect!

"Father." Catalina didn't care whether he was angry or not.

She came straight to the point and said, "I contacted you this time because I hope you can recognize the situation in time and choose the right path."

"As an old Ionian saying goes, he who knows the times..."

"That's enough!" Du Kecao interrupted her in a cold tone: "Katerina, don't insult your last name."

"Oh." Catalina really stopped talking.

Du Kecao: "..."

There was a delicate silence.

Although he had no intention of listening to Catalina, he did not expect that Catalina would give up so decisively.

I've taken so much trouble to talk to him, so won't you say a few more words?

Finally, the blue bird incarnation brought a new voice.

Katerina spoke again. But she wasn't talking to her father, she was talking to...

“ Give up .” She seemed to be talking to a man beside her, but she didn’t call out his name: “As I said, my father has always been the most loyal hound and the most cold-blooded killer in the empire.”

"It's good enough that he didn't send assassins to hunt me down. How could he choose to turn from darkness to light just because of the so-called father-daughter relationship?"

"Kana, don't say that." At this time, a man's voice was also transmitted by the blue bird incarnation without reservation: "The sooner you reflect on yourself, the better the treatment will be. We should still give it a try and give your father a chance to turn things around in time."

He still called Catalina by the alias she had used before, but when he called her by that alias, it seemed to have become his nickname for Catalina.

And his tone is hard to describe in words.

If I have to describe it... it's just like the interactive voice between Xia and Rakan, which is so sweet that it makes your teeth drool.

"Wait." Du Kecao's face became even uglier.

"Who is this man?!" His intuition told him that this man and Katarina were definitely not just ordinary comrades-in-arms.

"Um, that..." Garen was inexplicably embarrassed: "Uncle..."

"He's my boyfriend," Katerina said bluntly.

Du Kecao: "..."

There was another dead silence.

"I see." The old father's voice was extremely cold: "You betrayed the empire just because you fell in love with an inferior person on the side of the leader, for such a cliché reason?"

A poor boy seduces a rich lady - he never imagined that this ridiculous fantasy of a poor scholar would happen to him one day.

"You are wrong, father!" Catalina responded sharply: "First, the leader does not distinguish between people; second, this is not the reason why I became the leader."

"Third, even from your narrow aristocratic perspective, the name of Kekao that you are so proud of is not much more noble than Garen!"

"Garen?" Du Kecao breathed a sigh of relief.

Oh, it was that Galen Crownguard. Of course he knew.

The heir of the Mianwei family is worthy of their Kekao family...

"Wait?!" Master Du Kecao, who was always calm, was almost broken by his daughter this time.

Not only did he defect to become the leader, he even started a relationship with the general of Demacia.

Shame! This is an unprecedented shame!

If he hadn't been concerned about the few small spiders outside the tent eavesdropping on him, he would probably have slammed the table right now.

"Calm down, uncle."

"Don't call me uncle!" Du Kecao cursed in a low voice.

"Ahem... General Du Kecao." Galen was even more patient than his own daughter.

Catalina thought that her father had no chance of waking up, but he insisted on persuading her: "General Du Kecao, I believe that with your position in the Noxian Empire, you must know more about the problems within the Empire than we do."

"Now the Black Rose is controlling the Emperor..."

Garen's words are actually not much sharper than Katarina's.

What he said were all the contents that were written on psychological warfare leaflets that the Leaders dropped tons of drones into the Imperial military camp every day.

But this just touched Du Kecao's heart.

For no other reason than the four words: Black Rose.

"That's enough. Stop talking." Du Kecao interrupted Galen's persuasion.

But his eyes inadvertently fell back on the sand table in front of him - the sand table he had been staring at alone for a whole day.

On the three-dimensional sand table that accurately reproduced the mountains and rivers of the battlefield, nearly a hundred battle flags representing hundreds of thousands of soldiers were seen, all curled up like dumpling fillings, crowded between the endless mountains and dense forests, and in the rugged and narrow mountain streams and valleys.

There is no need for any professional knowledge at all. Even if you look at it with the eyes of an outsider, you can know that such a deployment of troops is a dead end.

If something unexpected happens, such as the enemy breaking through the outer guard; or for example... the "enemy" attacks from the inside with large-scale evil magic.

These hundreds of thousands of people couldn't even escape in the mountains and could only wait for death in this narrow and cramped terrain.

“……”Du Kecao was silent for a while.

"General Du Kecao? General?" Galen thought he was disconnected: "Uncle?"

"Shut up!" Du Kecao interrupted him coldly: "I said, I can't betray the empire!"

"Okay..." Garen looked at Katarina helplessly on the other end of the "phone" and was ready to give up.

But at this time, Du Kecao, who usually spoke little, started to scold him like a chatterbox:

" Your father, Peter Crownguard, is an excellent general after all. Is it true that he only taught you these sweet words?"

"Don't think about winning the war with your mouth! If you are still a general, think about how to win on the battlefield first!"

"How to win on the battlefield?" Garen felt that there seemed to be something behind what his father-in-law... his uncle said.

Then Du Kecao whispered: "Don't do what the enemy wants you to do; don't let the enemy do what he wants you to do. It's that simple!"

"If you can't even do this, then expect to fail!"

After cursing, Du Kecao stopped talking.

"This..." Garen pondered for a while.

The personnel organization and troop mobilization involving hundreds of thousands of troops cannot be hidden from the enemy's eyes at all.

Not to mention, the Windleader also has magical black technology such as "unmanned reconnaissance birds" and spies like Kayn who are lurking within the Noxian army.

Therefore, the Leader already knew about Noxus’ crazy plan of launching an entire army to attack the mountain tomorrow.

And with Du Kecao's knowledge, he must have known that the Leader knew his battle plan.

Since he knew this and specifically said, "Don't let the enemy do what he wants to do," then...

"Are you reminding us..." Galen thought for a moment, "to stop the imperial army from entering the mountains as much as possible?"

“……”Du Kecao didn’t say anything.

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent."

"..." Du Kecao still didn't say anything. He looked like a loyal subject of the empire, swearing not to cooperate.

"But uncle." Garen changed his address unconsciously: "You should know that for us leaders, letting the Noxian army enter the mountains is the best solution, right?"

The empire's hundreds of thousands of troops are going to take the initiative to enter the Wuji Mountains, and the dumpling fillings are going to wrap themselves into dumplings... When the leaders received this information, they were almost stunned.

Generals with experience in commanding troops, such as Riven, Garen, Jarvan, and Irelia, all couldn't believe this was true.

For these "old players", it's like the enemies have actively squeezed into the dragon pit, waiting for you to blow all five of them away with one wind, and then follow up with a perfect wind of death.

Who wouldn’t be ecstatic seeing this?

Who can resist not to R?

So on the surface, the Leader certainly wants the Noxians to do this.

"But things are not as simple as they seem, right?" Galen asked again: "The Black Rose has another trick up its sleeve."

"If the Empire's hundreds of thousands of troops were allowed to crowd into the mountains, something terrible would happen, right?"

“……”Du Kecao pretended to be dead.

"I understand." Galen said, "Thank you, uncle. The Leader will never forget your contribution."

“……”Du Kecao continued to pretend to be dead.

"In that case, I won't bother you anymore. And don't worry, Katarina is living well here. I will take good care of her."

Having said that, Galen was ready to hang up the "phone".

"Wait." Du Kecao spoke for the first time.

Galen was overjoyed and couldn't help asking, "Uncle, do you have anything else to say?"