Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 628 630. Interior Ministry

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 commanding officers 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 strange defeat in this intelligence, and they could not help but have a trace of anger in their hearts. wisps of chill.

The information in this intelligence went 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 many people's minds unconsciously.

This guerrilla group named 'Embers' is very young and only came to prominence after the crater fire.

People are rumoring that the fire in the crater held back 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 more 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?
Therefore, people have always believed 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.

And now it seems that maybe that rumor is 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.

Along with this, there is also the terrifying and helpless pressure.

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

In 10 minutes, 500 people in a temporary military station were destroyed, and in the remaining 10 minutes, these 500 people were wiped out.

It is said that it took 10 minutes, but in fact the effective combat time was only the first 10 minutes.

These are 500 people in Nilfgaard's army, not those servants, vassals, and slaves, but 500 people in Nilfgaard's regular army!
A full division is only seven times the number of 500 people.

If one person can really defeat a mixed division head-on, how should they deal with such an enemy? !
Let alone seeing him before, they never thought there would be such a person!
And in the eerie silence, the voice of Menno Kuhorn broke the dead silence.

"This is the enemy we face, gentlemen. One who can do it alone."

"Marshal! Be careful what you say!"

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

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

A war is imminent. If the marshal breaks out with the Ministry of Internal Affairs, which represents the political power of the empire and supervises the military power, will this war continue?

"Ha, 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 a 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 that the empire must admit that our enemies exist!"

"To hell with the official rhetoric of the Ministry of Interior! Let those bureaucrats go back to their tents and fuck themselves! We are here to fight! To win the war!"

Amid 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.

To defeat an entire division with one man's power. 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 [-] 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 upcoming 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 North, does this make you scared?"

For the Nilfgaardians, this sentence is enough to make their high 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 a plan.

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)