The wise Senate issued a conscription order——
All legions, irregulars and allied forces deployed in Verona were to be mobilized.
According to intelligence, the rebel troops launching this march were close to 40,000 people, of which about 10,000 were to contain the 12th Army Corps of Beyeran in the north, while thousands more were harassing the town of Harmanli and other places in the south, and were attacking Beyeran's 12th Army. The army was divided into two unrelated parts.
The main force of the rebels, no less than 24,000 men, was advancing along the broad road after the defeat of Macdonald's 4th Army. Only part of the 16th Army Corps is left in the regular army near the old town. If they cannot receive support, they will never be able to hold their position.
"Xia Boyang's army is highly disciplined and difficult to fight against."
"We don't have enough troops."
"The war situation is too unfavorable for our soldiers!"
"Please gather more troops."
Verona natives joined the officials in the conference room in complaining. Berthier conveyed the battle plan to them and prepared to mobilize the entire army. However, administrators and local lords repeatedly emphasized that supplies were insufficient and that they could not spare enough manpower to support the army. The newly reorganized army began to waver at the thought of using a team of less than 5,000 men to attack the main force of the rebels.
The two battalions organized and commanded by Russell and Warren Haydon were the first to waver. Their commanders were obviously powerless and could not organize the troops tightly in such a short period of time. The battalions sent by Count Larmore and Count Chalon were not much better - they were locals and militiamen, and the fiercest battle they had participated in in the past was just to wipe out a group of bandits.
The "Storm" armored cavalry squadron, the "Black Wolf" dragoon squadron and the cavalry squadron reorganized by Murat fully support the decision of the former enemy committee. They are all professional soldiers, or local nobles who have a deep hatred against the rebels.
Berthier listened to everyone's complaints and nodded repeatedly; Lannes sat quietly, neither objecting nor scolding. After a while, he received a report, smiled slightly, turned around and whispered to Paxiu, who had arrived with the fusilier battalion, then stood up and stood next to Berthier, "Everyone, listen to me..."
"No, we have insurmountable difficulties!" A group of people immediately shouted.
"I didn't mean to say this..."
Lanzada in the audience felt that the noisy venue was boring. She quietly nudged Desai, whom she hadn't seen for several days, with her elbow. The second-level team leader hurriedly leaned his head over and heard the trainee nun covering her mouth and asking in a low voice:
"What would you do if something like this happened?"
"Hang a few, and the others will live in peace," Desai immediately replied, "This is what the captain and others did last time in the Battle of Verona."
"You can also use faith to inspire everyone~" Lansada shook his head in disapproval, "Give everyone confidence and encouragement!"
"Oh——~" Desai responded in a long voice, "That must be like Raven. But, how to do it? Let's go, we are wasting time here, let's go and listen to the captain for any good ideas."
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Three days have passed since Galadia arrived. Griffith had no intention of attacking and did not even attend the general military meeting.
Desai and Lanzada climbed up the mage tower and came outside the commander's room. They found Paxiu with a complicated expression and moving bookcases and sundries at the door.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Lanzada looked at him curiously, "Did you tell the captain that the army is not determined to fight?"
"Then, of course, I said it."
"What did the captain say?"
"He said," Paxiu thought for a while, "Well, let me move the things blocking the corridor to avoid hurting anyone later."
"..."
The inexplicable trainee nun knocked on the door: "Captain, I am Lanzada!"
Everyone vaguely heard a sweet voice in the room whispering: "Oh, it's that little wild cat~" Then, a particularly loud "come in" drowned out the voice in front.
Lanzada immediately opened the door and went in, followed closely by Desai and Paxiu. When I came to the reception room, I saw Griffith writing something behind the desk, and a beautiful girl was reclining on the couch beside him. She has eyes like morning stars, a slender figure, waterfall-like long hair hanging around her waist, and a short skirt revealing a pair of white and tight long legs.
Desai and Paxiu immediately lowered their heads. Lanzada suddenly felt a stomachache and subconsciously looked behind the bookcase and under the table.
"Are you here to tell me about the lack of fighting spirit in the army?" Griffith did not raise his head and asked as he wrote, "If this is what you care about, then why not help Paxiu clear out the corridor. "
"But, I heard that the rebels have already started to attack," Lanzada said a little anxiously, "If we don't start yet, we will be left behind by them. What happened to Desai and the others shows that the rebels are very mobile. !”
"This time, that time."
Griffith took out two letters and handed them forward.
According to these reports, the rebels have been out of camp for two days.
Among the ranks of this army, more and more disobedience to orders and violations of discipline began to appear. Now this brigade, now that brigade, sometimes even the entire column joins forces to attack the towns they pass through, and then rob them.
Last night, they captured a completely non-strategic town, burned the market, and then held the citizens hostage.
The appalling title was written on the report's header:
"The cannibal demon plundered all the citizens of Lebovo."
"Kazan burned in the fire."
"Locusts sack Zagora."
"Refugees flee to Old Town."
According to the report, the soldiers and civilians along the way were kidnapped and used as auxiliary troops, and then their families were used as hostages, forcing them to be the first to attack the fortresses and towns along the way. They died in battle, and the citizens of the occupied areas became the next batch of troops to charge forward.
How could this happen...Lansada's face turned pale when he saw it. The rebels are sweeping in with overwhelming force, destroying all civilizations along the way.
Griffith looked at the time, stood up, and said to Miss Elf on the couch: "It's almost time. You'd better change your clothes. I can already hear the footsteps on the stairs."
Just then, there was a commotion downstairs. The noise boiled up. Then a thunderstorm of footsteps rushed up the stairs, tripping several in the corridor, and the rest rushed into Griffith's office.
"Commander, did you see it?!"
"Verona is going to be destroyed!"
"The evil god is coming!"
The chaotic words became more and more outrageous, and Lansada was pushed into a corner by the crowd, listening to the petitions of the officers and administrators who had just been emphasizing various difficulties. All of them were blushing and their voices were hoarse.
"Let's fight the rebels!
"No more, nothing left!"
"Lead us to fight!"
"The rebels are approaching Yamber!"
Lanzada rubbed his forehead, thinking he was hallucinating. The people who were still cooing downstairs just now suddenly became eager to fight, and they were eager to fight the rebels now!
The majestic Rana stood out from the crowd: "Everyone be quiet, please let our commander declare his will."
The crowd immediately fell silent, and everyone looked at the tall commander eagerly.
Griffith looked sad, and Lanzada suddenly began to worry whether the Ravenel leader who had taken care of him some time ago was also in trouble. He said in a heavy, heart-shaking voice:
"Rebels destroyed our homes and noble citizens became refugees."
Everyone present clenched their fists, probably thinking of the burned houses and barren land. Waves of thunder flashed lightning in their eyes.
Griffith took out Han Guang and held the sword in his hand:
"However, the rebels cannot destroy our will! Because a firm will connects the hearts of each of us and unites us in suffering. Today, we are setting out to take back our homeland and everything we have!"
"Verona - Wan Sheng!"
The bugle sounded, and accompanied by the beating of drums, all the troops in the town of Harmanli came out.
Lana's direct troops served as the vanguard, and Griffith set off with the main force. It is extremely difficult to keep the entire army in step with the movement, and a reliable army must be available to intercept the rebels.
This is the most dangerous task, almost rushing into a sea of rebels, but it is normal for Shutoral.
Griffith came to Lana and handed him a bottle of wine: "I won't say much more. Be sure to pay attention to safety. For the sake of Fiona, don't be reckless."
Lana took the wine: "For the wise Senate and Fiona, long live victory!"
He took two swigs, put the wine bottle into his arms, took the eagle flag hanging from the golden rope in the hands of the flag bearer and raised it out. Behind them, squadrons started to move one after another to the beat of drums.
Lannes' Charon infantry battalion and the "Black Wolf" dragoon squadron were the first to set off. Countless people crowded both sides of the road, scrambling to stuff bread, wine and meat into the soldiers' pockets.
"Fight well!"
"Kill them!"
At the front were the dragoons on horseback, with sabers hanging on their waists and flintlocks in the holsters of their saddles.
The pikemen wore fine plate armor and iron helmets, and their greaves and boots rumbled as they ran over the ground. Next came the Musketeers. They carried the barrels of their guns on their shoulders, and each wore a handsome leather breastplate and a tall bearskin hat.
This looks like an elite force, the vanguard of the first battle against the rebels. Everyone has high hopes for them.
The town mayor and administrators took out all the stocks, recruited all the civilians, and sent official letters to the towns and villages along the way, asking them to go all out to cooperate with the army's work.
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