"Shut up and give me that!" I whispered to Matthew to stop him from continuing. I jumped off the horse and walked towards Matthew, and reached out to ask for the materials in his hand.
But soon, after I had only read the document for less than a minute, the paper slipped out of my hand without me noticing. I don’t know if it was because I didn’t use enough force, or if the paper had grown legs of its own. . . . . .
"My Lord, my Lord, are you okay?" Matthew shook my body in panic, watching me wake up from my daze. Then he stuffed the paper he picked up into my hand.
"We...we fought last night...last night might have been..." I stared at Matthew blankly, but I was eager to hear him say something negative. If all this was true, then last night's battle was... I couldn't even imagine it, how could they appear here? And how could they just happen to run into my army? God, can't you create fewer surprises? Or are you just trying to bring some malicious surprises to humans
But Matthew's affirmative nod made my last bit of hope disappear. In a word, my troops killed their own friendly troops last night!
"Sir, I don't think you need to worry too much. After all, this was just an accidental injury, and they were the ones who attacked us first. Under the circumstances at the time, we were only forced to fight back. Even if we report all this to His Majesty the Emperor, I don't think we should be the responsible party..."
"Idiot, is it as simple as you say? Have you ever thought about who can prove that they were the first to attack in this accident? Or was it an accidental injury? In the absence of people with sufficient strength as witnesses, they can always say that we were the first to attack, and the accidental injury can also be said to be a malicious attack by us. The saying "he who strikes first is the strongest, and he who strikes later suffers" does not only apply to martial arts competitions and wars. Moreover, we are in enemy territory now and there is no room for distinction... Damn it, if I had really known this situation last night... I shouldn't have let those who escaped go... I should have just killed them and there would be no consequences!" My face flickered with uncertainty for a long time, and I muttered hatefully.
Perhaps he was frightened by my expression, or perhaps he realized the seriousness of the consequences of the matter, but after I said that, Matthew stood aside and remained silent.
"Let's go. We should go to the East Continent as planned. We will complete the first step according to our plan, and then implement our next plan based on the fighting situation between the Empire and the East Continent coalition. At worst, we will go and rob the ship of the Mocast Empire to the Free City and return to the Empire." Now is not the time to be dazed. Staying in this passage for a while longer means more danger. Only by leaving here can my troops have room to move and be able to escape the enemy's pursuit.
After we set out on the journey, if anyone had paid attention, they would have noticed that there were a few people missing from my staff. But now, no one noticed these details at all.
Soon after we left, hundreds of soldiers followed our steps and passed through the battlefield, chasing us. After they passed, the grass on the ground where I had rested suddenly moved to the side. Then, several heads quietly emerged from the ground. . . . . .
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Another day passed, and I followed the sniper archers chasing after Yura and rushed out of the Andrel Canyon. Although I failed to catch the escapee who might be Yura, and did not really reach my destination, the suddenly open area in front of me also made me feel a lot more relaxed.
My biggest hope in forming this army is that they can strike the enemy at a very long distance like the English longbowmen, and at the same time, they can come and go like the Mongolian cavalry. If my troops were in that damn narrow passage, they would have to either advance or retreat along the passage, just like fools. The only thing they could rely on was the long range of the longbow. But here, the way of fighting I expected would surely make my troops' power show up again.
"Sir, we can't go that way anymore. According to the prisoners' confessions, if we go that way, just a few kilometers away is a military camp of the Mocaster Empire guarding the Andriel Passage. The condition of our troops and war supplies are not very good now. Do you think we should avoid them first?" Just as I was intoxicated with my fantasy, an officer from the General Staff came up to me.
"Map!" After whispering to the staff officer to bring the map, I and several staff officers began to plan our first military base.
"Here, let's go here. According to the information we got from traveling merchants from all over the place, there are only some uncivilized mountain people in this area, and this place belongs to Andriel's territory anyway. I guess the East Continent Coalition Forces won't have the time to conquer there for the time being." Pointing to a hill not too far away, I pointed out the camp where we were about to stay.
"Sir, there are too many mountains there. Will our troops be unable to adapt to the area? If we encounter the encirclement and suppression of the East Continental Allied Forces, will we be so unfamiliar with the terrain..." Before the staff could speak, Matthew, who was from the regular army of the Kastark Empire, immediately raised an objection. In the eyes of these regular knights, these mountains are undoubtedly the most troublesome. If they were asked to go into the mountains, I think they would even be willing to charge into battle right now.
"Hmph, from now on, we need to fight the enemy in this kind of environment. Have you forgotten those things I asked the instructors of the General Staff to teach you before? If you have forgotten... then I think they will be very happy to teach you again... Now, let's evacuate here before that guy named Yura comes to help. I don't want us to fight a few more battles with those damn cannon fodder soldiers here." After gently teaching a few generals who were former imperial soldiers a lesson, I immediately led my troops to the mountains.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?" After we had walked for more than a day and were about to find a suitable place to set up camp, several figures suddenly jumped out of the woods and shouted at us...
I'm so unlucky today. I'm having a hard time typing. I feel dizzy (to be continued)