Chapter 300: Call it a day and go home - continue to fight
"Meve, maybe we should go."
In the camp one and a half miles away from the capital of Livia, Demavi looked at Queen Meve with a stern expression. .
The dusty Queen has not given up yet. She is holding a telescope and staring intently at her homeland surrounded by enemies, waiting for a turning point.
"We shouldn't listen to the Lannister nonsense at all." Looking at the indifferent Queen Meve, Demavi frowned and continued to persuade.
"Let's not talk about whether he has the ability to really do what he promised. Even if he really kills Adal Aip Darcy, with our current number of people, we probably can't do anything to the Nilfgaardians—— They still have two main regiments stationed in Lower Soden, watching eagerly!" "
We should retain as much strength as possible, abandon Livia, retreat to Leiria, and stabilize the situation first." Demavi said leisurely, " I will write to Fuertestai, Vizmir, and even Brovar of Mahakam for help to ease the situation. I will never let you become the next Calanthe."
As far as military arrangements are concerned. , Demavi's plan is reasonable; as far as the current situation is concerned, his plan is actually the most feasible.
The two coalition forces, which were stunned by the Nilfgaardian surprise attack, really needed time to stabilize the situation before they could prevent a powerful counterattack. Instead of being entangled in the lost territory as if he was irritated now, it would be easy to fall into the enemy's battle rhythm, lose in repeated battles, and eventually be completely eaten alive.
"Nilfgaard is an enemy that needs to gather the strength of the entire Northern Territory to fight against. Have you forgotten the Battle of Sodden Mountain, Mewe?"
Mewe, who was wearing dusty gold armor, turned a deaf ear to Demavi's words. She was the princess of Lyria and gained the right to rule Livia after marrying the King of Livia. After her husband died, she had already regarded Livia as her responsibility that she needed to protect with her life.
Her attention was focused on the distance, and she seemed to have blocked all information from the outside world. After a long time, she said leisurely: "My two sons are leading my ministers to fight against the enemy in that city. As a queen, , I have no reason to run away while watching the fall of my country."
Demavi didn't want to say anything more to the stubborn Queen Miwe, and swung her cloak fiercely and walked out of the camp.
"Corey Boone, blow the trumpet to summon our troops, and then contact our advisors to prepare to return home." Demavi commanded his generals decisively, "Soon, we in Aedirn will become the first to fight against Nilfgaard. It's over."
"Damn it, I shouldn't have listened to the Lannister's crazy words at all!" Demavi became angrier as he thought about it, fiercely pulled out his sword and cut off a torch, "I even I also sent my special operations troops to follow him in the charge! Now none of those elites can come back!"
Demavi's rule in Aedirn was famous for its tyranny. In this mood, no minister dared to say a word to him." "No" word.
However, before his general could execute the order, Queen Meve suddenly shouted in surprise from the military tent he had just left:
"It's fallen! Nilfgaard's flag has fallen!"
"Blow the trumpet! The whole army charges!"
The trumpeter who had been waiting for a long time conveyed Queen Miwe's order in less than two breaths. The military tent that had been ready to go suddenly came to life, with the sound of horse hooves, soldiers fighting, and armor. The sound of pieces colliding came and went.
A new round of fighting begins.
"...Your Majesty? We..."
General Aden, who was good at observing people's emotions, saw Demavi's face changing. It was really hard to tell whether the expression was anger, surprise, or something more complicated.
"We..."
"Charge."
Demavi said through gritted teeth.
Even the general who had served in Aedirn for many years was unable to react to the repeated conflicting orders. Looking at the hesitant expression on the general's tent, Demavi struck him with a single blow without any politeness.
Demavi's strength was not very strong, and the general's high-grade plate armor was also thick, so there were only a few sparks. No one was hurt, but the general was really startled.
"Charge with Miwei's troops! Can't you see such a good fighter opportunity!"
"Charge!"
...
Livia's cavalry, led by the Queen's knights, moved forward without hesitation.
They passed by a piece of land that seemed to have been burned by fire, with black armor fragments scattered on the ground. Several coats of arms of Livia could be vaguely seen among them, and they knew that those were their colleagues who were performing forward missions.
It was their sacrifice that provided the opportunity for this charge.
For the knight class, the combat effectiveness of the north and the south is almost the same; but if the grassroots troops are added, the two sides are more than one level apart.
The South has been fighting for years, and even at the grassroots level, most of the people left behind are professional soldiers and veterans of the battlefield. With the support of sophisticated equipment, one Nilfgaardian infantry can almost fight against two, three, or even five northern soldiers.
But it happened that the number of black-clad troops was twice, three times, or even five times that of the northern soldiers. Facing the tide of black-clad troops, the northerners were defeated every time they fought without the ability to fight back. Beaten to pieces.
But northern soldiers have an advantage that southerners can never match - morale.
Their queen is behind them, and this is a battle of honor in which they cannot retreat; in front is the capital of Livia, and this is a battle of defense to prevent the country from being destroyed.
Even if there is a giant dragon entrenched in front of them, the Levians in the team will charge without hesitation.
The horses' hooves rumbled as they stepped across another land closed by ice and snow. At this moment, the ice had melted slightly, revealing a large number of fragments of the Black Sun armor, as well as the Silver Sun flag that was so trampled on the ground that it was almost impossible to see its true appearance.
[Ad Fein's Division], one of the Nilfgaardian's heavy cavalry ace units, their defeat gave the Levians confidence.
The Duke of Lannister led the coalition soldiers to defeat this force, which means that there is actually no problem with the combat effectiveness of the soldiers in the north. The Livians are not incapable of defeating the Nilfgaardians!
The flag of the black sun in front is closer, and the eyes of the Livians are already red. A heroic cry came from the rear:
"Charge! Soldiers, I am with you!"
"For Queen Meve!!"
With a "boom", in order to cross the river, the Nilfgaardians had no choice but to come from Lower Soden for support. There was no other cavalry unit except Ad Fein's division. At this moment, their infantry team slammed into Livia's cavalry with spears and shields!
The black wave immediately seemed to hit a rock and was severely torn open.
These were light infantry regiments, and therefore ran the fastest and were the first to engage with the Livians. Not bothering to think about how the Nilfgaardians could adopt such a ridiculous tactic and actually let light infantry and cavalry clash, the Livians directly immersed themselves in a thrilling charge that they had not enjoyed for a long time.
The lance was blown to pieces, and the long sword was drawn out to continue slashing; the horse's hooves rumbled, and the force of the impact was enough to kill the soldier.
Swiping left and right, the Queen's cavalry team soon came into view.
"Don't stop, there are still Nilfgaardian troops ahead! The defeated army will be wiped out by the reinforcements behind us, continue the charge!"
The brief open space gave the team that had just run out of the crowd room to speed up again, and the cavalry team that had just been killing for a while was at the moment when their morale reached its peak.
From a distance, the knights saw that the team in front had strong armor and thick shields, which would slightly hinder them.
But the Livians were not afraid of sacrifice. The knights on the front line were about to use their bodies and horses to create a gap in the shield for their comrades behind, when they suddenly heard a melodious horn coming from behind the Nilfgaardians.
The Nilfgaardians have strict discipline and hierarchy, and their military laws are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people after years of fighting, so that no matter how ridiculous the military orders are, the grassroots will execute them without hesitation.
As a result, the Livians who were charging saw the infantry in front of them suddenly stopped in front of them, then turned around and left.
...
The infantry and cavalry charged against each other, turned around and left in the middle of the charge, leaving their backs to the hostile cavalry.
What tactic is this?
The cavalry on Livia's front line were stunned, but their horses were not. The extra charging distance out of thin air allowed the cavalry to completely accumulate their strength to the top. In addition to the reduction in number, the power was almost accumulated to the level of the first charge.
The "Boom" cavalry dug hard into the back of the retreating infantry regiment. The scene was like a massacre.
"Woo——" The melodious horn sound sounded again. The black-clothed army, which had been in contact with the cavalry regiment and was chasing them, had entered a rout mode. However, the infantrymen at the end of the team suddenly stopped. They were hesitating. He seemed to want to turn around and charge again.
This blocked the way for others to escape.
Pushing and stampeding occurred, and the entire regiment was completely defeated. The Livia cavalry felt like a chef cutting meat, but when he cut it, he found that the meat was getting thicker and thicker. Instead, he began to feel a little happy trouble.
What is going on with the Nilfgaardians? This question kept popping up in the minds of the knights.
...
"The sun is up, the trumpeter is crazy!" the general of the infantry regiment reacted angrily, "Don't worry about the trumpet, the whole army is under my command..." Even if he has to be dealt with by military law after returning,
this general is still there No matter what, if the current situation continues, he is even worried that he will not be able to return with his life.
Suddenly, the Livians felt that the soldiers in front of them were stunned. Although the army was still defeated, and although the meat was still under the chef's knife, the sticky cutting feeling was gone.
The expressions of the Livians became serious, and they knew something had changed.
Then, they saw fire suddenly light up under the infantry regiment's flag, and then the black sun flag collapsed.
Then, the infantry regiment became chaotic again, and the sticky cutting feeling returned.
"Your Majesty!" The horses' hooves were deafening, and the knights beside Queen Meve shouted at her, "The situation is not right, this battle was fought so smoothly! The Nilfgaardians may have set some traps, these are all bait! Your safety is far above all else, otherwise..."
"What tricks are we worthy of the Nilfgaardians? Huh?" The queen on the battlefield suppressed the knight's objections unceremoniously, "It's Lan, it must be Him! Although I don’t know how he did it, this is the best opportunity for us to regain our land! Keep charging!”
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The subsequent development was even more amazing. As the cavalry advanced, even if the Livians had not yet When in contact with the enemy, the opponent's flag always falls first, and then the troops begin to be in disarray. At this time, even the legions of Aedirn had already charged into the black army, completely turning the southerners into a defeated army.
Gradually, Miwei's cavalry has slowed down and they no longer need to rush forward. They only need to use horses to drive away the defeated army, and then the defeated army will naturally carry their own people and continue to flee, creating more defeated armies. The damage caused by just trampling, fighting and slashing will be greater than the Livian charge.
The messy horn sound was still playing continuously, but now no army in black cared about it. All the black-clothed troops could execute was the last order - to flee.
Queen Miwe still feels unreal. She has long been prepared to kill the enemy herself. However, the fact is that she has not been stained with a trace of blood, and the enemies have not had a chance to break through her guards.
Until a certain moment, the rumble of horse hooves suddenly came in front of me. The team of black-clad troops was suddenly knocked away, revealing a cavalry unit with the same armor and heraldry as Queen Miwe's, but they were led by a knight wearing silver-black armor, golden hair, and an imposing manner like a lion. .
Rann Lannister Leanne, Lion of Cintra. It was obvious that their team had just charged out from the enemy, but their energy and spirit were more than one level better than the soldiers who had driven the enemy away all the way.
The knights behind the lion looked at him with sparkling eyes, and for a moment they didn't even notice themselves as the queen.
——War
can never be decided through personal factors.
Lann would sometimes recall that a certain literary and artistic work he had read in his previous life once described a story: a reclusive strongman with demigod blood accidentally strayed into a continent that was in the middle of a world war.
This strong man naively believed that the leaders of both sides of the war were bewitched by an evil god, and that as long as the evil god was killed, world peace would be achieved.
In the end, the demigod destroyed the evil god, and her idea was proven wrong.
War can never be stopped by eliminating individual individuals. When the intensity of a war increases to a certain level, even if the initiator of the war does not want to fight, his subordinates will push him to move forward.
For example, Lann's beheading operation. After the enemy's flag is raised, he can actually kill the enemy commander directly and then teleport away -
but what happens after that?
Will a group army with tens of thousands of troops, well-classified, well-equipped, complete arms, and a sufficient reserve of middle and low-level officers collapse directly after killing a commander and turn into a coward?
No offense intended, but Lann feels that even if he kills all the opponent's senior officers, the North will not be able to defeat the remaining Nilfgaardians - or in other words, if he defeats them, he will still injure the enemy a thousand times and lose eight to himself. Hundred.
You must know that Nilfgaard still has a large number of reserve forces watching eagerly. Lann and the others will not be able to sit back and relax if they win this battle.
So after Lann led the "bait" troops into battle and discovered that the heavy cavalry lured out was [Ad Fein's Division], he decisively chose to eat the entire army; after breaking into the rear, he organized a force in the capital. The Vians fought back; then they spent a lot of effort to wipe out the entire command group of the Eastern Army, plus the Warlock troops.
As if this was not enough, Lann broke into the combat divisions and brigades subordinate to the group army as much as possible, killing as many generals and colonels standing under the military flag as possible.
It was also at this time that Queen Miwe, who had been accumulating anger for who knows how long, arrived with her own troops and reinforcements from the Aedirnians. With Nilfgaard's messy command that could be defined as a "traitor" level, it was only then that It caused the collapse of the Nilfgaardian army and completely defeated it.
Note, this is not "annihilation", but "defeat".
Nilfgaard still has more soldiers than Eden and the United Kingdom combined.
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At this moment, Lann, who had returned the command of the cavalry to Queen Mewe, stood on the city wall of the capital of Livia, watching Queen Mewe leading the army rumble away, knowing in his heart that this could not be solved in a short time. matter.
Queen Miwe needs to pursue the victory non-stop, completely drive the Nilfgaardians back to the other side of the Yaruga River, and regain the entire territory of Rivia. Otherwise, not to mention the risk that the black-clothed army would reorganize and set up camp to resist and increase casualties, or even the broken army would scatter to the surrounding towns, it would be a loss that Queen Miwe could not afford.
After all, this is an army of tens of thousands.
Demavi paused for a while when passing by the capital of Livia, especially after seeing Duke Darcy, the commander of the Eastern Army Group, he wanted to have a good relationship with Lan.
It seems that he wants to take prisoners.
But Lann no longer needed to show off to Demavi. After coldly refusing, he continued to follow Queen Meve and chase the Nilfgaardians while watching his incompetence and rage.
Although Demavi has a bad temper, he is good at understanding the overall situation and having a vision. No matter how angry he was, he knew that fighting the Nilfgaardians was the top priority now.
With a "boom", a fiery red portal opened next to Lann. The Cintra people walked out of it, and their nervous expression relaxed slightly after seeing Lann.
They defended Lan En, and after standing still, Aedian's royal advisor walked out of the portal, and he slightly saluted Lan En.
The verbal conflict between the Duke of Cintra and the King of Aedirn did not affect the attitude of the sorcerer as advisor.
"Duke Lannister."
"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Radcliffe." Lann nodded slightly towards the other party, "Next, I would like to trouble you to communicate with you about the teleportation array in Cintra. I will provide it there. coordinates."
What happened here is that this is not Lan En's war. If he hadn't been worried that the defeat of the United Kingdom would affect the overall situation of Cintra, maybe he wouldn't have stayed to fight this battle.
If you want to maximize the results of this battle, you will need days or even weeks of pursuit, strangulation, and consolidation. That is not something Lann needs to participate in, nor is Lann willing to participate.
I just don’t know what attitudes and reactions the North and South will have towards the outcome of this battle.
Queen Miwe's two sons seemed to want to stay with Lan En for a while, saying they wanted to express their gratitude, but they were politely refused. Lann was eager to return to Cintra. On the one hand, he was worried about the war situation, and on the other hand, he was really homesick.
But in terms of rhetoric, he was still very organized: "In the face of the invasion from the south, the north naturally has the responsibility to advance and retreat together. My help is not something that requires too much gratitude from the two highnesses. I only hope that in the future, I will be able to fight against the underworld." If we can meet your two highnesses on the battlefield in the future, we will all have a real chance to fight side by side."
Lann could feel that when he said these words, the eyes of the two princes seemed to be shining.
——Sintra
, town of Blochlon.
The portal opened wide, and uniformed troops came out one after another.
A few guys with strange eyes in the team covered their heads very neatly, while the people on the side supported them very considerately.
Lan pressed his temples, opened his eyes, and saw the smiling Druid Mossack and the old butler Enns.
(End of chapter)