Chapter 4: Even if you say no, your body is quite honest~
Desai Vigou was born on the island of Neopolis. He was the second son of a low-level knight family with an ordinary family. Like his commander and many comrades, he attended the Junior Sergeant School at the age of 12, joined the battle at the age of 15, and is now a member of the Storm Squadron.
The second-level team leader. He has always had a question that he has not figured out——
In the past, the people of Verona were governed by lords who paid allegiance to the Duke of Verona, who long ago was a vassal of Beyeland. Today, the Duke is still the same Duke, and governs with the help of Beyeland.
Why do the residents of Verona insist on fighting?
In the wars in the spring and summer of 1444, the rebels' results against Beyeran were devastating. They suffered defeat in almost every battle. The mixed veterans and bandit troops who fought against Beyeran at the beginning were divided into batches.
After being eliminated, recruits from farmers and herdsmen became the main force of the rebel army.
As autumn approached, the attention of Larmour and Count Chalon turned to Odessa, and the importance of the Verona rebellion gradually receded into the background.
Verona's occupying force is still strong - it has four legions and corresponding auxiliary legions. Areas like Odessa and Sebasto, which face the clan alliance, only deploy five regular legions each. However, Verona
However, the quality of the garrison continued to weaken. At least in Desai's view, this weakening became more and more serious over time. The morale and quality of the rebels seemed to be increasing, and the resistance was intensifying.
Desai has been performing tasks in Verona since the end of 1444. In early January 1445, the Lord of Darkness returned from the spiritual world and seemed to come to Verona with his minions. From that time on, the Senate once again placed
Verona was placed in a position of paramount importance.
In short, the battlefield of Verona is a struggle between light and darkness, where justice and evil decide the outcome. According to the resolution of the wise Senate, Beyelan's army in the first few months of 1445 will
Focus on attacking Verona and the southern provinces. The forces of the Dark Lord and the Kingslayer are said to be hidden in these two areas.
By the beginning of March, Desai had participated in several battles to suppress the rebels. The knights of Beyelan and his allies were covered in dazzling gold and steel, forming a colorful and magnificent picture. Under the spring light of March,
The cavalry and infantry formed an endless formation on the hillside along the river, shining with enthusiasm and fearlessness.
However, these enthusiasms are like stones thrown into water, causing ripples to dissipate. Those futile marches entangled with the rebel guerrillas are simply torture.
Every day, the endless queue of regular troops would appear on the horizon, and the astute rebels even dared to provoke in the nearby woods. When Desai and the cavalry attacked and captured some people, the rebel brigade suddenly disappeared.
Only birch and pine forests remain on the horizon.
And an hour later, when the regular army's horses were eating, the attack began again. The gray figure of the rebels appeared again, repeated the same trick, and disappeared in the same way. In this way, the gorgeous and heroic cavalry became seriously exhausted.
It consumes physical strength.
There is simply no end to this kind of battle. Desai's once youthful face has begun to become sharp and sharp. By August this year, he will have served in the frontline combat force for two years. His attacks are becoming more and more decisive.
, as fast as a sharp sword, and many of the rebel rangers who constantly harassed the army have become heads hanging on the side of his saddle.
However, what he didn't understand was why Beyelan, who had cavalry, infantry and artillery, couldn't completely eliminate the rebels in Verona?
After the Senate issued an order to strengthen the attack, Beyelan's legion began to go deep into the valleys and swamps, and life became even more difficult. The luxurious and ostentatious armor of the heavy cavalry and the powerful lances increased the burden on the horses.
It can indeed shake mountains in face-to-face combat, but it also ignores the key details that determine the combat effectiveness of cavalry.
What's more troublesome than the endless harassment is supplies. Although Beyeran has plenty of supplies transported from the sea to the old town, it's another matter to transport them to the front line on the road where rebels appear from time to time.
When weapons, food, and horse feed were almost not enough, Desai began to experience the embarrassment of "can't even find a toothbrush" that the squadron leader told him.
Everyone was poorly fed and extremely tired.
The sense of mission has almost disappeared in the army. The army that was divided into several groups to attack was not full to eat, and the livestock were in a state of starvation. Due to the difficulties in supply transportation, many soldiers were forced to harvest grains by themselves, and even harvested grains from huts.
Grass was pulled to feed the horses, and as a result a large number of horses became sick from eating unclean feed. Coupled with poor management and terrible burdens, the number of livestock in the army was reduced every day during the march.
Soon, Desai became a dismounted cavalryman. As a member of an elite unit, he was sent here and there like a firefighter to support friendly forces in trouble. On one occasion, he was acting with other teams and lost all his troops.
The war horse and the pack horse were trapped in the wilderness and unable to move. They finally found a farmhouse and found that only the mother and daughter were at home, with some potatoes and mushrooms.
The aristocratic officer leading the team asked Desai to leave and go to the hill to guard. There, he heard shrill cries. After a while, he found the peasant woman starting to cook.
Most of the officers and soldiers in Beyeland couldn't cook, and they couldn't even bake bread. They ordered the peasant women to prepare food. After the potatoes were cooked, out of caution, the officers also let their mothers eat some. The peasant women did as they were told.
The officer asked the peasant woman to feed her child. The child also ate it voraciously at the woman's suggestion. The relieved soldiers immediately divided the potatoes one by one. Because even if they ate the potatoes from the peasant woman's family, there was still not enough to share.
, everyone didn’t even leave any room for Desai who was on guard outside.
When Desai, whose eyes were green from hunger, returned to the farmhouse, before he could get angry, he saw the officers and soldiers all falling to the ground and twitching. They vomited, first vomiting food, and then vomiting yellow water. Soon, all the soldiers,
The peasant woman and her child both died in pain.
Other places are not much better.
Bayerland's army was attacked everywhere in Verona. If the locals caught lone soldiers, they would hang them upside down on the fire and roast them. One straggler officer was captured by the villagers and thrown directly into a cauldron to cook.
, by the time Beyelan's army slaughtered the entire village and found him, the officer had been boiled into the shape of a shrimp.
Desai's bright eyes have lost their light and focus. They will only shine when he captures some officer-level prisoners and needs to torture them for information. He will easily break the necks of those useless soldiers.
Throw it into the ditch.
He was like a walking corpse shrouded in black lines. Once Lanzada met him, he couldn't recognize him.
The trainee nun was so frightened that she hurriedly wrote a letter to the man far behind, who was said to have become the captain of the Hand of God.
Soon, an order came from Homemonworth to recall Desai. The squadron leader, whom he had not seen for a long time, recommended that he take the spring entrance exam for the best magic academy in the world. If he passed, he could enroll in the fall.
…
Homemon Watts is nothing like the front line.
Exquisite oak and walnut are inlaid on the floors and walls of the ancient castle with hundreds of thousands of years of history. They are as smooth as mirrors. Countless carpets are softer than pillows, and expensive brass and metal pipes carry heating and purified water.
Go to every corner of the castle.
A few steps away, the spring breeze of Yingying Yanyan made Desai feel awkward all over. He stood upright in the entrance corridor, waiting for the commander to summon him, when he saw those beautiful girls holding textbooks and changing into spring school skirts.
He was simply not the same species as him. When the girls passed by, they glanced at him standing in the corridor and whispered, thinking that the blood stains on his breastplate were some kind of impressionist painting.
Hum, woman... The second-level team leader hummed in his heart.
"Mr. Second-level Captain, Lord Knight Ravenel is in the reception room. He can see you in fifteen minutes." A short brownie pointed to a chair and brought him a glass of ice water with added sugar.
Peach juice and even half a cherry.
Ah, my peach, my beloved peach... Desai smelled the charming smell for a while and thanked the brownie profusely.
He heard the captain talk about the war in the East. At that time, he was just an unskilled recruit. The bloody battles and harsh environment in the East really shocked him. It is said that the captain and many famous Shutoral were from
After returning from the front line to the rear, they were unable to adapt. Life in Homewood and Watts made them feel rusty. This was something that Desai couldn't understand at first.
"Now I understand~" After taking a sip of the refreshing drink, Desai exclaimed sincerely. Living in such a good place, who would want to think of the terrifying front lines and potatoes in the mud...
It's time to meet.
The commander of the Storm Squadron, Captain Griffith de Ravenel of the Second Assault Squadron is now the leader of the First Assault Squadron. He participated in a mysterious ritual and received unimaginable gains. Now he is a certain
The agent of a mysterious existence is gathering his strength.
It is said that he and several other great people are about to experience a miracle, a real "miracle".
Homemon Watts even gave him a separate office so that he could better serve the gods. Desai walked through the spotless corridor and walked up the long staircase. The bright window on the left can see the sea.
, the faint sound of the waves and the clean comfort relaxed Desai's long-stressed heart.
Maybe I can ask the captain what he thinks of the war in Verona, and will he give me a chance to witness a miracle? If it is a real miracle, it will definitely save mankind from such a sad fate and war!
Desai was thinking as he walked. He held his sword in his hand, trying not to slip on the pleasant steps and maintain the dignity of a soldier. When he turned a corner and walked towards the last set of steps, the light suddenly dimmed.
The expensive curtains were originally closed on one side of the window edge, but somehow they hung down, blocking the warm spring light.
Desai was aroused subconsciously, and his fighting instinct made him immediately put on a alert posture. He pressed the sword with his right hand and touched the grenade on his waist with his left hand. He stood on the fourth and fifth steps and looked up.
There is a girl standing there.
She was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with light blond shoulder-length hair tied into small braids on both sides and tied with a green heart-shaped ribbon. Her pupils were a rare red, touching and mysterious, which touched her immediately.
Desai’s spirituality.
The girl was wearing a blue and white dress with a rare royal collar style. The skirt was several centimeters above her knees.
She stood there with her arms folded, looking down at the armored cavalry on the steps. There was an elusive coldness in her red eyes.
"Go back, lost lamb, don't let the darkness swallow you up." She said coldly.
"Who are you?" Desai asked.
There are many powerful beings in Homemonworth, and behind them are unspeakable mysteries. The girl in front of him deepened Desai's impression.
He even had an irresistible hesitation from the bottom of his heart. When human beings face unknown things, they will instinctively want to shrink back like this.
"The Crimson Blade has been liberated, and the trumpet of destruction has sounded."
The girl looked at Desai with a cold expression that was almost pity:
“Torture your soul——
"Move forward? Step into the endless maze.
"Back off? Follow the lead of fear."
Desai was confused, but his military instinct made him step up to the next level without hesitation and said loudly:
"I don't understand what you are talking about. I'm here to see Captain Griffith. This is my mission and my action. I won't flinch, not even mountains of swords or seas of fire can stop me, huh!?"
Desai, who was about to step onto the sixth step, was surprised to find that instead of moving forward, he fell back to the fourth step.
"Oh? You said no, but your body is quite honest~" The girl chuckled condescendingly, "You are afraid."
What is this? What is going on?
Desai was shocked, and he immediately stepped forward again.
An unusual, indescribable feeling flashed through me.
Desai looked down and saw that he had retreated to the third step.
He is an extraordinary person, this is an extraordinary ability! Desai drew out his sword, and the fighting spirit in his body surged out.
This must be some kind of extraordinary ability to control stairs!