Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 628 630. Ministry of the Interior

 All the commanders present are elite students who graduated from the Imperial Military Academy, and have achieved results on the battlefield in Cintra that match their resume.

 They are a group of command members who were promoted on the battlefield.

But even though they claimed to have seen the cruelty of small battles and the grandeur of large battles, under the description of this intelligence, they were still overwhelmed by the absurd and bizarre defeat in this intelligence, and they couldn't help but feel a little jealous in their hearts. wisps of chill.

 The information in this intelligence goes beyond their common sense.

 Can humans really do those things?

At the same time, a rumor that began to circulate in the military camp recently appeared in the minds of many people unconsciously.

This guerrilla group called "Embers" is very young, and they only came to prominence after the crater fire.

People are all rumored: The fire in the crater dragged down the noble Duke of Adal and destroyed his mixed division-level troops, so that no one survived. In fact, there was only one person!

The Ministry of Internal Affairs of the Imperial Army tried its best to suppress this rumor, and even executed the secretary of the first cavalry squad that rushed to investigate.

Their external statement is that the Duke of Adal was aware of the potential threat to our army, so he dispatched troops to fight. It was just that he encountered a wildfire by chance, and the despicable Sintra guerrillas interfered with it, so he suffered an unexpected accident and died young.

Although everyone knows that what the official denies is most likely to be the truth. But after all, this matter is too far-fetched. To destroy a division with one person's power or something like that?

 So people have always thought that the total number of "Embers" is actually quite large, otherwise it would be impossible to hold back Duke Adal's mixed division in the wildfire.

 It’s just that only part of it is mobilized for each battle. That's why it seems that they can always defeat more with astonishing losses than with less.

Today, this is the first time they have received a lot of information about this guerrilla group.

 Now it seems that the rumor may be true?

The commanders in the camp looked at each other, and they immediately understood each other's thoughts the moment they looked at each other. That terrible guess is spreading in everyone's hearts.

At the same time, there is also the terrifying and helpless pressure.

　　Everyone clenched their teeth subconsciously, causing their apple muscles to bulge.

 Ten minutes to defeat 500 people in a temporary military station, and the remaining 10 minutes to annihilate all 500 people.

It is said that it took twenty minutes, but in fact the effective combat time was only the first ten minutes.

These are five hundred men in the Nilfgaardian army, not the servants, vassals, and slaves, but five hundred men in the Nilfgaardian regular army!

 A full division is only seven times the number of these 500 people.

If one person can really defeat a mixed division head-on, how should they deal with this kind of enemy? !

 Let alone seeing him before, they never thought there would be such a person!

 In the eerie silence, the voice of Menno Kuhorn broke the dead silence.

 “This is the enemy we face, gentlemen. A man who can do it alone.”

 “Marshal! Be careful what you say!”

The adjutant's eyes widened and he stepped forward to interrupt him rudely.

It's better to keep this kind of speculation in mind, after all, the army's Ministry of Internal Affairs has already started killing people because of this rumor.

The war is about to begin. If the marshal breaks out into discord with the Ministry of the Interior, which represents the political power of the empire and supervises the military power, will this war still be fought?

 “Oh, be careful what you say.”

The marshal patted the table nonchalantly, his tone was not intense, but the content of his words made many people present frown. "Powerful, mysterious, and lacking in intelligence. Could it be that when such an enemy is standing behind us, ready to stab us at any time, they still want us to figure out a way to deal with it without acknowledging his existence?! Still thinking? Let us win this battle?!"

“Why don’t they just beg the Great Sun to send down divine punishment and directly wipe out all enemies of the empire?”

"I am the general and marshal of the empire. I swear that I will make good use of my experience, wisdom and courage to defeat all enemies that the empire expects me to defeat. But the premise is: the empire must admit that our enemies exist!"

“To **** with the official rhetoric of the Ministry of the Interior! Let those bureaucrats go back to their tents and **** themselves! We are here to fight! Win the war!”

 Amidst the stunned expressions of all the commanders, Menno Kuhorn knocked on the table.

"Your Majesty will understand me, gentlemen. Because Your Majesty also wants to win, very much."

With the endorsement of the marshal, everyone present exchanged glances with each other. Everyone was the elite among the elites, and the tone was quickly re-established.

“The north looks like it’s still in the barbaric era. First there are endless monsters, and then there are warriors like these from the mythical age.”

 The officers began to express their opinions, but the heavy atmosphere still remained.

　　With the power of one man, he defeated an entire division. Who wouldn’t tremble after hearing this?

"We don't know the limit of his power, nor the source of his power, attack method, or duration. In short, we don't know anything! The only thing we know is: in a head-on confrontation with no one running away, not even a division can His opponent is already a very important player in a large battle."

Nilfgaard's military system, arranged from large to small, is: army group, legion, division, brigade, etc.

The Nausicaa Brigade, which Lan En killed 500 knights in the battle, was a valuable cavalry brigade.

 The weight of a division can be regarded as the real backbone in any battle scale.

“So in order to prevent him from disturbing our next big battle with the Northern Alliance, we must eliminate him as soon as possible!”

Menno Kuhorn said decisively.

"Of course, of course, gentlemen. This northerner is so powerful that he looks like a hero from a fairy tale. Who wouldn't be afraid? But the question is: Is fear useful? Can we stop fighting if we are afraid?!"

"Can the battle not be fought? No! Because the situation has reached this point! Can it be delayed? No! Because the enemy will not agree! Then we have only one way, and that is to win!"

 “Hero of the Northerners, does this scare you?”

For the Nilfgaardians, this sentence is enough to make their self-esteem burn with anger.

The marshal looked at the group of commanders in front of him, their eyes bursting with anger and their faces flushed.

He understood that the fear had disappeared, at least temporarily.

 Now is a good time to decide on your plans.

So Menno Kuhorn clicked on the map in front of him and called all the sergeants over.

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 (End of this chapter)