Heroes of Silver Moon

"This time, I only want soldiers who dare to fight to the death!"

Simon said expressionlessly: "Tell them the situation clearly. Except for the private army led by the new law, all soldiers including the Third Army, who are willing to participate in the war, will participate in the war, and those who do not want to participate in the war will not force it."

"This...if that's the case, I'm afraid no one will join the battle at all!"

Grand Duke Gaseppe looked shocked. He didn't understand Simon's decision. Facing the army of orcs, wouldn't it be better to have as many soldiers as possible?

"No, this battle is destined to be tragic. Once there are deserters, the whole battle will be defeated in an instant." Simon rubbed his red eyes. He didn't sleep last night.

Winning the many with the few, and defeating the strong with the weak, is by no means something that a group of mobs can do. The weaker side either has strict discipline or high morale.

But unfortunately, the current Silver Moon Kingdom does not have these two things.

Therefore, Simon can only rely on the moral beliefs of the soldiers. If he confronts an army of orcs, he must not flee.

"Well, I will try my best to call on soldiers to join the battle." Grand Duke Gaseppe said helplessly.

There are about 130,000 to 40,000 soldiers in the capital, but except for the third army and the new army brought by Simon, the rest are basically untrained militiamen, and the weapons and equipment in their hands are extremely simple.

Bringing these people to the battlefield is indeed prone to large-scale routs.

But the style of the Third Legion is lax. If they were told that they were going to participate in an extremely tragic battle, it is estimated that not many people would voluntarily participate in the battle.

If no one is willing to join the battle in the end, then Simon's plan to stop the orc army will be a joke.

Watching Grand Duke Gaseppe go to mobilize the army, Simon called Prime Minister Medel again: "The royal capital is three to four hundred miles away from the Yelin River, and the Buluo Fortress is about to fall. It must be too late to send troops at this moment, so I want to recruit The royal fleet, taking the sea route from King's Harbor, should be able to barely catch up in time."

"Take the sea route? It's indeed a good idea." Medel nodded in agreement.

What they lack most now is time. In at most three to five days, Buluo Fortress will fall completely. At that time, the army of orcs who have lost their worries will definitely launch a full-scale attack on the Silver Moon Kingdom.

But to stop the orcs at Ye Linhe, the army had to arrive there before the fortress fell. According to the traditional marching speed, it would definitely be too late.

Choosing to take the faster sea route, and then turn to land and march for a hundred miles, seems to be the only choice.

"This needs to be negotiated with the Royal Fleet. I'll call Viscount Doyle over here." Medel said calmly.

But then, the door of the conference hall was knocked open, and Guy ran over in a hurry: "Simon, more than a hundred warships from the Sea Clan are attacking!"

Shocked by the bad news, Simon shook his body and tried to digest the information: "Sea Clan? More than a hundred warships? Are you sure?"

"I'm sure, I've met him face-to-face. It seems to be the tide caller from the sea tribe who fled back then." Guy said with a stern expression.

In the sea battle that wiped out the Sea Clan, they still failed to kill the leader, and they didn't know where they let him escape to. They only destroyed the Sea Clan's fleet and camp.

Now, they once again brought a huge fleet to take revenge!

Simon and Medel froze in place, unable to recover for a long time, all troubles collided together, it seemed that fate was not on their side.

Simon was the first to regain his senses, grabbed Guy by the collar, and asked viciously: "Order the royal fleet to resist the enemy at sea, and never let the sea clan land on the coast, and attack us back and forth with the orcs. Can it be done?"

Guy's heart trembled, and he nodded bitterly. He also knew what would happen to the already stretched Silver Moon Kingdom after being flanked.

However, the naval conflict with the Holy Empire caused more than half of the Dreadnought fleet to be lost, and the royal family, which was short of money, did not replenish the main battleships.

Instead, he followed Simon's suggestion and modified some armed merchant ships as a supplement.

The current Royal Fleet is not as powerful as the former Dreadnought Fleet. This time, facing the large-scale fleet of the Sea Clan alone, the probability of winning is very small.

But no matter how difficult it is, they must hold on, because facing the menacing orc army, Simon will only be more difficult than them.

"Take care, my friend!" After getting the answer, Simon sighed and hugged Guy.

"You too!" Guy nodded at Simon with a wry smile, and then left here quickly.

"The plan has changed, and the sea route is no longer passable. We should follow the tradition and take the land. Requisition all the horse-drawn carriages in the entire capital to transport the weapons and armor of the soldiers who participated in the battle. All the soldiers who participated in the war marched lightly and hurriedly. They must finish these three days within five days. A hundred and fifty miles away!" Simon said with a cold face.

Medel sighed: "It's hard to do... Is it really necessary to do this?"

"No matter how difficult it is, it must be done! Whether it's recruiting carriages, marching three hundred and fifty miles in five days, or a tired army defeating an army of orcs, or the royal fleet alone blocking the army of the sea clan, only by doing all of these things If we do, we will have the right to continue to survive." Simon gritted his teeth.

Who the **** wants to fight life and death all day, wouldn't it be nice to lie at home and sleep every day? But this world is so **** up, everyone has to work hard to survive.

If you don't want to die, you can only grit your teeth and make the impossible possible!

"Understood, I'm going to call for a carriage right now." Medel nodded helplessly, turned and left dejectedly.

The situation is getting worse. Even he, the prime minister of the cabinet, is pessimistic about the current situation. Can the Silver Moon Kingdom really survive this difficulty?

If only this war hadn't been started...

According to Simon's instructions, the soldiers from all over the country who came to support in the capital learned the news that they were going to stop the orcs, and they also learned that this was destined to be a deadly battle.

Including the Third Army, whether to participate in the war is entirely up to them voluntarily!

 …

Somewhere outside the city, a dispute is erupting.

"No, no, Knight Winston, this is too crazy. We will never go to stop the orcs with that lunatic Marquis!" A subordinate in chain mail said angrily, and other soldiers also responded. .

The gap in combat power is so desperate that they can't even see a little hope of victory. Why should they be sent to their deaths?

"I have sworn an oath that I will always be loyal to the royal family and fight for the king!"

"You have also made an oath that you will become my loyal subordinates, become the sword in my hand, become the shield in my hand, and defend my will with your life!

Knight Winston, who was nearly in the middle of the year, stared at the subordinate who refused to participate in the battle with serious eyes, and asked, "Master Emre, are you going to break the oath you once made?"

"Hmph, let those **** oaths of yours go to die! In short, we will never go to die with that lunatic!" Emre's subordinate said with a sneer.

"Okay! If that's the case, from now on, you will no longer be my subordinates, and live on as civilians and deserters!"

Seeing that Emre was not only timid to fight, but even ignored the oath, Winston immediately abolished their entourage status and turned away angrily.

How could he have such a group of cowardly subordinates?

"No, you don't have the right to do that!" Emre suddenly panicked. It was the accumulation of several generations that they acquired the status of a squire.

Without this status, the farmland awarded to them will be confiscated, and all kinds of privileges will be lost from now on, and the accumulation of several generations will be wiped out immediately.

"I am the knight you swore allegiance to, of course I have this right! Get lost! Starting today, you are no longer my followers!" Winston roared.

Emre's face turned blue and purple, and finally squeezed out the words: "You wait for me, and don't let it fall into my hands in the future!"

 …

With his son Rian, Winston came to the gathering place of soldiers who participated in the war.

"Father, are we really going to stop the orcs?" Looking at the gathering place where the atmosphere was heavy and everyone had a determined expression on their faces, Rian asked timidly.

As the eldest son of a knight, this was his first time participating in actual combat.

"Rian, are you afraid?" Winston asked a little confused.

He didn't know whether it was right or wrong to bring his son to participate in this life-or-death blocking battle, but he didn't want to be a treacherous villain.

"I'm just a little worried, Father." Of course, Rian couldn't say it directly, he was indeed a little scared, so he replied tactfully.

"In this battle, we have a high chance of losing, and it is normal to be afraid."

"But son! If we fear battle out of cowardice, we shall lose everything."

"Our farmland will be burned, our relatives will be slaughtered, your mother and sister may be kidnapped and humiliated, so even if we know we will lose, we have to join the war without hesitation"

Winston said with deep eyes, "Because if we don't fight, we will never be able to win. If we fight desperately, there is at least a chance of victory."

Rian nodded half-understood: "I understand, father."

When he came to the registration office to register the information of the participants, Winston said generously: "The royal knight, Winston Burke is here to join the battle!"

Looking at the two lonely figures, the clerk asked, "Knight Winston, where are your retinue and attendants?"

"Because of their cowardice, I deprived UU Reading www.uukanshu.com of their glory on the spot. It was just me and my son Rian." Winston replied without hesitation.

"Really?" The clerk frowned, handed him a wooden sign with some distaste, and said casually, "Go to Camp No. 3 and wait for assignment!"

Being looked down upon by others made Winston feel a little uncomfortable, and Rian even showed his anger on his face.

But now that they came, they would not leave again, so they could only bear with it, and silently followed the instructions and walked towards Camp No. 3.

Looking at the knights in the No. 1 camp, wearing bright and bright full-body plate armor, and a large number of well-equipped retinues following him, and looking at the shabby appearance of himself and his father, Lian lowered his head in shame.

Knights and knights are also different, compared to those knights under the command of great nobles, or knight families that are trusted by the royal family.

These country knights, although they also bear the title of royal knights, they are just the militia captains of a royal town, and of course they cannot compare to others in the limelight.

"Raise your head, child, since you have chosen to join the war, no matter how high or low you are, everyone here is full of glory!" Bronco, who was patrolling the camp, shouted at the frustrated young man.

Frightened, Ryan quickly bowed to Bronco, who was wearing a shiny plate armor, and then looked at Camp No. 3.

The combatants gathered here came from all over the country, gathered in groups of three or four, and looked messy.

Most of them are shabby knights, retinues, and even many militiamen, with various weapons and equipment, which are simply the endorsement of the mob.

However, everyone here, like Camp No. 1, has a desperate expression on their faces.

At this moment, Lian suddenly understood what is the real glory!