Counterfeit Hero

"Look at this person!" Carl flipped to the first page, pointing at a man dressed in the uniform of a Feiyang Republic Marshal. "Hastings, the only Marshal in Feiyang currently, known as the War God of the Republic, my idol!"

Even though Tian Xingjian was unaware, he had heard of the name Hastings. However, it was the first time he saw a photo. In the photo, Hastings, in his fifties, appeared handsome and resolute, with a composed expression, looking like a movie star or a suave university professor.

However, this renowned tactician’s strategic thoughts were inconsistent with his appearance. Ruthless and decisive, he would cut losses when necessary and kill when needed, often sacrificing parts to gain an overall advantage. In the twelve super-large-scale battles he commanded, he never lost once. Though the casualties were significant, he always achieved victory.

On the first page, there was another photo. The only military tactician comparable to Hastings was General Sobel of the Binart Empire.

Sobel was not very old, appearing under forty and also very handsome, but with a somewhat sinister look. His thin lips tightened, giving a cold impression.

"This is the most cunning tactician in all of humanity!" Carl’s evaluation of Sobel did not reveal whether it was praise or criticism.

"During our time at the academy, we studied almost all their battle cases. Sometimes we even doubted if these people were human. They were too calm, always able to grasp the most crucial elements and make the most reasonable commands in rapidly changing situations. I really wish they could have a face-off." Carl said longingly.

Tian Xingjian flipped through the pages, looking at the young and old tacticians. It felt like he was browsing through an ancient copy of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms," with heroes from chaotic times appearing before his eyes.