The Starting Poem of the Abyss VII

Lyon of the Seven Eight Miracles

"Horland has finally started to take action, and it's quite a position. It's really interesting."

On Carlo's wall, Lyon handed the telescope to Alvin beside him and pointed to the plain ahead:

"Son Alvin, please estimate the number of enemy troops."

Alvin narrowed his eyes and observed carefully in the telescope for a while, shaking his head:

"Sorry... I can't guess. Maybe it's too far away, I can only see a dark shadow. However, judging from the density of the distribution of troops, there should be about 8,000 people, right?

"It's still a relatively accurate number. According to my judgment, the total force is more than 12,000."

12,000 people? Isn't this number too exaggerated? Doesn't this mean that almost all the elite troops across the country have been gathered here? According to intelligence, with the local army of local lords, the total number of troops that Heland can use is only about 30,000..."

"This is roughly the case, but there is also a reason to gather such troops. Hland does not have weapons such as warships, so so so far, the only way they want to invade our country is to go westward in the direction of Carlo. For them, it is imperative to capture Carlo with heavy troops in one fell swoop, so it is not strange to gather 20,000 people.

"That said... the total number of our coalition forces is only 5,000, less than half of them!"

"Five thousand... is the same number of troops that invade our country! That's enough."

"What Mr. Lyon means... is he confident that he can defeat his opponent with less than half of his opponent's strength?"

"Don't you have such confidence?"

"No... I just learned in the military law class that less than half of the troops are difficult to fight head-on with the enemy, and if it is used to defend the city..."

"It takes about three to five times the strength to besiege the enemy and seize the city, which means that we can fight against the enemy with one-third or even one-fifth of the number. Is this the theory in the military law class? But that's just the text in the book. For me, if I blindly believe these teachings, the battlefield will become boring, and those enemies may not follow the laws of war that we are familiar with. So I'm going to do something to surprise them to prove that the Haier Milan Army is not just a rigid mechanical army. Those guys may still be full of confidence to win because we are only a temporary army!"

Lyon's tone is full of "must win", as if the greater the difference in strength, the more it can stimulate his fighting spirit. Alvin hesitated because of his attitude:

"Son Lyon... I have heard your father talk about your achievements in those years. That battle to defeat the superior enemy with absolute disadvantage..."

"That's just luck and luck, and the situation is different. Now Herland is fighting against us with the strength of a country, but we must take into account the two-line combat situation. The collapse of either side will directly affect the fate of Haier Milan, so only continuous victory can bring us hope... I just want the 12,000 army to taste the taste of defeat and let our army feel the meaning of real war and victory.

"Leon... After all, the enemy is the Heland regular army with the strongest cavalry regiment in the mainland, and most of us are ordinary infantry who can't even hold long guns. Although you have established absolute authority in these days, this can really be completely transformed into a coalition. Is it the combat effectiveness of the combined army? If those guys are timid or misdirected... we can..."

"If you say such a sad word before going to war, you will really die on the battlefield. Although there has never been an established law of victory or defeat, the goddess of luck will always smile at confident people."

Lyon patted Alvin on the shoulder heavily, and the smile on his face was even more fierce:

"The responsibility of defending the city is entrusted to you. Mr. Alvin, I will take 3,000 troops out of the city to fight."

"Is Mr. Lyon going to fight in person?"

"After all, it's the first battle. I can't do it even if I can't fight. What's more, when I see the enemy's military appearance, I guess many young people will be too scared to straighten up, right? They all came for fame like you, but they did not intend to sacrifice. Once they encounter the general attack of the enemy, even if it is just a small threat, they may escape or even surrender... So I will be the protagonist in today's performance. You and those young people are responsible for defending the city here.

"Do you want us to stay here to watch the battle? I'm not willing to do such a thing..."

"But many people will hope so, not to mention that you are not familiar with combat skills. Therefore, I, the protagonist of the play, really worked hard. Moreover, maybe I can make those young people feel more in awe, which is the result that I have to strive for.

"After all, there is a great disparity in strength, and our soldiers are more reasonable to inspire morale by winning by defending the city first, isn't it?"

"Don't worry, once people face the choice of life and death, they will burst out with maximum vitality. Soldiers will definitely lose their lives if they don't choose the way forward. However, they will certainly summon up courage under the guidance of the light of hope. I am the one who can bring them hope."

"You are really confident..."

"That's because I never thought I would lose to anyone. Just like I once defeated my swordsmanship teacher, Lord Klaus, and since I was defeated by him for the first time, I have never doubted that I would lose to him again... This time it seems that I have found the mood again. It's full of joy and pride... Hahaha, I'm really a complacent guy. Because after all, I also had a complete failure... Because that person..."

"That man?"

Alvin tried to ask, but Leon had turned around and hurried down the stairs. Then, the shouts and footsteps of the soldiers roared in his ears, and Alvin's face was also mixed with admiration and uneasiness:

"It's worthy of the rumored son of Lyon... However, is there really a chance of winning against 12,000 troops? I'm afraid those soldiers will be so scared that they can't even move... What's more, the other party is the strongest pure white rose knight on the road, which is really unreassuring..."

The 2,000 cavalry army of Heland formed a neat phalanx and advanced aggressively forward under the leadership of the commanders, followed by an infantry array of 3,000 people. The 5,000-strong army advanced at an amazingly coordinated speed, and the battlefield under its feet also vibated rhythmically. General Gelman, the commander standing behind the queue, smiled triumphantly:

"Look! The elite of my Kingdom of Hland is such a majestic posture! I don't know what glorious results will be brought by a team like this? That will be enough to shock the combat effectiveness of the whole continent, right? It's really useless to send such troops to attack a small city like Carlo! It only takes one day... No, half a day can be razed to the ground!"

I heard that the troops sent by Haier Milan here are all defense forces recruited from various territories, with a number of about 5,000 people. It's really hard to believe that such a mob will gather into such a powerful force. It seems that it's just to add some merit for us. And those arrogant young nobles may be keen on fighting with each other because they only care about the reputation of the family before the war. This is really a great opportunity for us to make contributions in the first battle.

"Thanks to the barbarians of Silas for dragging down the main force of Haier Milan for us, so that we can make smooth progress here. Humph... That's the only role that those barbarians can play. After all, in the end, only our Kingdom of Heland won the victory, Haier Milan, Selas, and Gutlund who is waiting to take advantage of it... Everything is just a matter of the mouth.

The adjutant's words made General Gelman more proud. It seemed that there was a glorious scene of climbing to the top of the city as a conqueror after the broken city. He waved his hand hard forward:

"Order the army to speed up! We will defeat the enemy's leading troops in an hour, and we will hold a victory banquet in Carlo tonight! Speaking of which, it is still the burial place of King Durand of Heil Milan... What a wonderful irony! Hahaha..."

The 5,000 troops accelerated their march under the order of Gelman and approached Carlo's front 15 minutes later, and in front of them, there was also a neat array of about 3,000 infantry. This scene surprised the officers in front of the queue:

"The enemy has been prepared for a long time? But use the infantry phalanx to fight against the cavalry... Is the commander a fool? An array like that will completely collapse as long as the cavalry attack, right? It seems that Haier Milan's army is really at the end of the road. In this case, there is no need to hesitate any more, the whole army will attack!"

The horse roared loudly, and then stepped forward to attack the enemy, and the earth under his feet trembled violently because of their strong pace. Shocked by the roar of the earth and the shouting of the legion, the soldiers of Haier Milan trembled all over, and the young nobles on the wall were pale and embarrassed, complaining in their hearts why they were sent to this terrible battlefield to garrison:

"Hland is not playing games, they are serious! Such a powerful cavalry force, we..."

"Don't say such depressing words! Your Excellency Lyon will definitely have a way to deal with it! It's enough for us to cooperate with his strategy here!"

Although saying this, Alvin couldn't help panicking, and it was rumored that the world of Heland cavalry was finally able to witness it with his own eyes today. And Lyon under the city looked at the smoke and dust in front of him, but smiled disdainfully:

"Is it always a constant strategy... Although the momentum is amazing, there is nothing to boast about. A guy who doesn't know how to beling huo won't understand what it takes to win. It seems that I have to make up this lesson for you today to let you understand the truth..."

Although there was confidence on his face, his eyes seemed to be excited by the fun of the war. When he turned around, the soldiers were attracted by his strange look. First, they were surprised, and then they calmed down a little. After all, the other party is the rumored Lyon. Since he has shown this calmness, it seems that it is not a daydream to defeat the seemingly powerful enemy. Lyon raised his sword, the sword of wisdom, "Queen of Silver" high:

"The door of hope is ahead! The honor of victory belongs to us! For Haile Milan! For the family! For yourselves! Fight to the end with me, Leon von Jurien!"

The soldiers raised their long guns in their hands and shouted in unison, and the loud roared like a strong shield against the gust of war spirit spewed by the rushing enemy. The young nobles and archers on the wall seemed to hear the signal and calmly raised their weapons in their hands.

"It's now! Raise the shield!"

The soldiers raised their shields at Lyon's orders. Because the shield was polished as bright under Lyon's order a few days ago, it was like erecting a huge mirror, reflecting the sunlight violently. Seeing that the cavalrymen who were about to rush to the front of the infantry were suddenly stimulated by this strange and dazzling scene, they were briefly blind. Even people and horses began to be confused. A small piece of chaos immediately caused a large area of loss of control. Suddenly, there was a spectacular scene of people turning over before the confrontation on the battlefield, following the cavalry. Later infantry could only stop at a loss. Alvin on the wall waved his hand hard:

"Attack!"

The young lords waved their magic wands together, and the fireballs, ice guns and whirlwind swept towards the enemies on the battlefield. The archers then shot overwhelming arrows. The Horland soldiers, who were already embarrassed, could not escape under the dense bombardment and suffered heavy casualties. Seeing that Lyon did not have an order to attack, Alvin raised his hand again:

"Continue to attack!"

Another round of magic and arrow rain... The battlefield was full of the whists of Heland soldiers, and Lyon raised his sabre in his hand:

"Attack!"

The soldiers shouted and followed Lyon to the remnants of Hland.

General Gelman behind the battlefield waited excitedly for the victory of the return of the leading troops, but he was late to see them, which made him anxious, and the horse seemed to notice some ominous smell and spewed his nose loudly. Just as he was about to lead a small group of troops to the battlefield to confirm the situation, the scouts sent to drive their horses back with a frightened face:

"General! The front troops... The front troops have been completely destroyed!"

"You...what are you talking about!"

Gellman almost fell off his horse... In order to hide his panic, he suddenly raised his voice:

"Try it again!"

Yes! The front troops have been completely destroyed!"

"Impossible! Our elite cavalry troops... What's going on!"

"The forward troops suddenly had chaos on the way to charge for unknown reasons, and then were attacked by the enemy's magic and bows and arrows, and finally completely defeated by the enemy's infantry... The enemy is really too powerful!"

"Nonsense! The other party is just a mob gathered by lords from all over the world. How can he defeat our elite cavalry regiment!"

"If the general doesn't believe it, he can go to the battlefield to check in person. Now the enemy has retreated to the city of Carlo..."

"Bunthing!"

German gritted his teeth and drew his sword to prepare to command the troops to launch a new attack. The deputy quickly came forward and took his hand:

"General, please don't be excited! The enemy wiped out 5,000 forwards of our army in one breath, which is the highest morale, and they will definitely beware of our army's pursuit and set traps. If we chase them now, we will definitely suffer another unnecessary loss! Or first make a request to clean up the battlefield and clean up the bodies, and then send someone to inquire about the enemy..."

"The loss of 5,000 people... is really unimaginable! How can I explain this unfavorable battle situation to my country? How can the mob of Haier Milan have such a strong combat effectiveness? It's incredible..."

"So it is necessary for us to investigate the commander of the other party. It is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to command a temporarily assembled force to make such achievements. More importantly, he commanded the infantry to defeat the invincible cavalry of our continent, which is simply a great shame for us! However, General, please allow me to say: It is true that we are too underestimate the enemy this time. After all, we did not expect that the enemy would have such strength..."

"All right! What's the use of saying this nonsense now! Five thousand elites have been lost, and the remaining 6,000 of us may not be able to break through the enemy's city of Carlo. We must ask our country for reinforcements immediately..."

"Let me do this. If you want to blame for dereliction of duty, I will also bear it. During this period, please be sure to consolidate our army's position and never conflict with the enemy easily. I'm worried..."

"Enough! I know what to do! Please explain what happened today to your country! I will never attack easily until your reinforcements arrive!"

German turned around impatiently to ignore the adjutant's advice. The adjutant stopped talking, sighed gently, and galloped in the direction of his country accompanied by the two guards. Gelman waited until the sound of horses' hoofs behind him disappeared before he turned around and took a heavy breath:

"It's just a failure, just like encountering a disaster and bragging about the enemy! You guys will only find excuses for your cowardice! It's just a group of rabbles who won this battle by luck... How can I sit idly by at the price of 2,000 cavalry! Look, I will immediately organize a counterattack and take Carlo City so that you have nothing to say! As for the enemy's commander, no matter what his origin is, I will take off his head with my own hands... hum..."

Lyon led the troops back to Carlo in the cheers of the soldiers, and the young nobles also gathered around to salute him. If he was a little dissatisfied with him a few days ago, he was completely lost his temper at this moment, and he didn't even dare to look up. Lyon jumped off his horse and gave a salute to everyone:

"This time, I would also like to thank you for your effective cooperation in the course of the battle. Although you are on the front line for the first time, our results can only be so brilliant by relying on your cooperation. As the first victory against the Heland operation, it is necessary to report in detail to our country, which is also conducive to stimulating the morale of the whole army. Of course, please do not fall into the trap of anxiety or pride and ignore the severity of the war. We will continue here for a long time.

"Son Lyon, how long will we be stationed here? Although we annihilated nearly half of the enemy's troops in one fell swoop this time, the enemy will continue to send reinforcements, right? Can Carlo get out of danger surrounded by the enemy's heavy troops?

"I'm afraid we won't be stationed here for too long. If Heland keeps increasing troops, we need to give up Carlo and retreat. On the contrary, as long as your reinforcements arrive at Carlo, you can go home with merits.

"Give up Carlo's retreat? This is against the Queen's order! Isn't the reason why the territories need to send troops here to defend this fortress?

After all, command and reality are not the same concept. In terms of the strength of the fortress, Welland is a well-deserved first, but it has also fallen under the enemy's attack. Therefore, the victory or defeat is actually an instantaneous change and will never last forever because of an order. Although we have the determination to stick to it, we must also be prepared to give up and retreat. In order to win, the method is not fixed. What's more... I also want to ensure your safety. Your parents are waiting for you to go home safely after establishing meritorious deeds.

Thinking that the Prince Lyon would risk the lives of the country and others, but he could only hide behind the wall and tremble... The young people couldn't help but feel guilty. Several people were inspired by his courage and belief and boldly put forward:

"Please take us to the battlefield in the next battle! We also want to build merit for the country like you, not just for ourselves!"

Lyon smiled and shook his head:

"I'm sorry, I can't do that. Because taking people with no combat experience to the battlefield will only distract me and have no time to take care of the situation on the battlefield. Your efforts and kindness will be kept in mind. My only hope is that you can return to your hometown unharmed after the war. When we get together for a drink in the future, we will definitely remember today's memory.

Everyone wanted to say something more, but Lyon waved his hand and said, "Please go back to rest", so he could only salute and then disperse. After everyone dispersed, Alvin came to Lyon:

"Today is a wonderful victory, Prince Lyon. 5,000 enemy troops were almost completely destroyed, and nearly 1,000 people were captured by our army, including several nobles who served as royal knights, and our army suffered less than 100 casualties, which is quite a huge contrast.

"That also depends on your command, Mr. Alvin, which is really wonderful. But to be honest, I'm really proud of myself, because after all, it's a merit I made on this battlefield. The loss of 5,000 enemy troops is equivalent to the loss of a wing of the Heland army, which will definitely cause great damage to their vitality. Now they should have two choices. One is to lead the remaining soldiers to revenge, which is the result I hope. The second is to wait for reinforcements in peace, which will be more difficult. I have to consider a surprise method to annihilate their remaining troops, otherwise I can only give up according to the plan. Lalo retreat..."

"Please forgive my rudeness... Why should we give up Carlo? Your Excellency has said before that Carlo is the first channel to block the Herland army, so do we have to defend it at all costs?

"That's the theory, but after all, it's just a theory. As I just said, victory or defeat is an instant change, not a fixed shape and trajectory with our will, so even if Carlo is of great significance, he can't become an iron city that will never fall. Considering the needs of strategy, of course I will make a choice to keep or give up. This is not surprising.

"That's right... But once you give up, can't the enemy go deep into the hinterland? Then did we make some serious mistake?

"That's not necessarily the case. I have a reason to do so."

Lyon took out the map from the side strap of the mount and spread it in front of Alvin:

"If Heland wants to open the passage with our country, he must first conquer Carlo, so our opponent is not just a force, but the whole Heland, so how can we feel at ease? But once the enemy goes deep into the hinterland, it means that our opportunity has come. Because of the different terrain in the north, this area in the west is a vast inland dominated by plains, and there is almost no stronghold that can be used as a military stronghold. Once the enemy goes deep into it, the engine power and combat effectiveness will be seriously affected, which will lead to a complete dispersion of troops. At that time, our chance to counterattack will come, and we can also give the enemy a devastating blow to completely expel them. Therefore, war is not an act that is eager to find answers, but must constantly choose the right breakthroughs as time and situation change. Do you understand what I said, Mr. Alvin?

"Yes, I understand that your strategy is really outstanding, which really benefits me deeply..."

It's really a genius with a surprising difference! No wonder Her Majesty appointed him as our commander, because he can not only effectively unite the coalition that would have been torn apart, but more importantly, the concept of "hope" seems to be firmly rooted in him from the beginning... Thinking of this, Alvin's confidence has become stronger. . Lyon put the map back in his pocket and tidied up his clothes:

"Next, Mr. Alvin, please take me to see those prisoners."

"Go to see the prisoners? Do you have any intention?"

"As a general on one side, of course, it is necessary to talk to prisoners, right? And since there are nobles who serve as royal knights, I must also give corresponding etiquette, otherwise they will think that the nobles of Haier Milan are a group of people who don't know how to treat guests.