novelraw Chapter 811 703: Preparing to Attack
Chapter 811 703: Preparing to Attack
Under the blazing sun, an orderly troop marched forward.
Their majestic armor, under the sunlight, reflected a dazzling silver light.
Through the glow, the intricate magic patterns could be seen.
The Lantern Knight Order, all members from the guild, are trained as the Defender Army of the guild in a specialized training ground.
Whether the equipment on their bodies or the skills learned, as well as the career branches within the team, all come from the Knight Order's station.
This has created a vast difference in strength between them and other soldiers.
Comparing them to Explorers, currently, they belong to the upper tier of same-level Explorers.
This means that the entire Lantern Knight Order's members can be considered as 2000 Explorers reaching the Silver Bottleneck phase.
In contrast to small team combat by Explorers, they are more accustomed to large legion battles, cooperating seamlessly like brothers.
The career branching allows them to perfectly respond to almost all circumstances.
This also makes them the strongest army under Kane's command.
Approximately 500 archers follow behind them, these archers carrying silver-tier bows and arrows.
A long dagger at their waist, and a short-range hand spray loaded with three bullets.
As silver-tier archers, they are part of Bonona's Guard Army.
Their archery skills rival sniper rifles, all trained by Bonona.
In terms of individual accuracy and damage, current hot weapons are not comparable.
The commander leading this mission is Bonona, as Guard Army they naturally have to follow along.
Totaling 2500 people, this is the entire personnel for this action.
No more personnel and troop configuration, because this time they will annihilate the enemy with absolute power.
The enemy consists of an 8000-strong mixed forces army, but only about six to seven hundred are silver-tier soldiers.
Additionally, they are private forces of nobles, gathered together to confront Kane but are unable to be unified in command.
Therefore, this is essentially a crushing, performance war.
The reason for the external display is to kill the chicken to scare the monkey, showcase strength.
The true objective is quite simple, which is to occupy this area.
The leadership of all forces basically understands, but it doesn't matter, the performance isn't intended for them.
The entire army has three intelligent cores for filming at the rear, clearly transmitting the scenes to all screens.
Presenting their actions unreservedly to civilians of surrounding forces.
......
"General, except for the Earl Halphes, everyone is here."
A transmitting officer approached General Feiten, reporting the already arrived nobles and their armies.
Upon hearing the transmitting officer's words, the general frowned: "Why hasn't he come? Does he intend to defy His Majesty's orders?"
"General Sir, I think there's no need to wait for him. He is our traitor, impossible to join us in stopping the Lantern Territory."
A noble sitting nearby said to the general.
"Why?" The general, unaware of Halphes's actions due to some reasons, asked.
Hearing the general's question, the nearby noble immediately responded: "That guy is just a freak, he actually regards that so-called Mist as the Creator God, he dispersed his serfs and even reduced taxes."
"Moreover, he once forced us and everyone around him to act together with him. Otherwise, it would be blasphemy. At one point, he even attempted to dispatch troops to attack the nearby nobles who didn't heed his words."
Upon hearing this, the general nodded in understanding.
After all, Mist indeed exists as a real deity. They've lived safely till now, enjoying the current relatively comfortable world environment.
Instead of being destroyed along with world fragments, all thanks to Mist.
Having people wanting to follow him is perfectly normal.
This explains why the Earl hasn't joined the battle.
After all, Kane and his men are acting under the guise of fulfilling Mist's will, the fact the Earl hasn't rebelled on the spot, aiding the enemy is already pretty good.
Expecting him to join the battle is indeed asking too much.
"Alright, then ignore him, once we return victorious, the King will naturally deal with him." The general concluded.
Then said to the transmitting officer beside him: "Since everyone has arrived, mix them together, summon all the nobles who came along with their armies."
"Yes, General."
...
Meanwhile, Bonona had already met up with Tistek and the others.
It was now late night, the army was setting up a simple camp nearby to rest for the night.
Inside a large tent, sat Bonona, Abby, and Tistek.
Tistek was accompanied by a figure dressed in a black cloak, obscuring their body and face.
Bonona addressed the person in the black robe: "This must be the Earl Halphes, the loyal follower of Mist. Nice to meet you."
"Not at all, everything is for Mist." The Earl said removing his hood.
"Indeed." Bonona nodded in agreement.
She then said: "The reason for inviting the Earl at this time is to discuss tomorrow's military matters."
"Tomorrow, we hope Earl will lead your army and officially rebel, firing the first shot against the nobles who desecrate the Mist."
"Then we'll immediately charge out from the side, assisting the Earl in wiping out the enemy."
After hearing Bonona's proposal, the Earl clearly frowned—wasn't this just sending his soldiers as cannon fodder?
He was passionate about his beliefs, but not a fool.
Displeased, he said, "Why does this General want this? You want to attack the Feiten Kingdom, while I'm merely a defector seeking solace.
Do you intend to use me as cannon fodder?"
"No, no, no, Earl, clearly you've misunderstood." Bonona, expecting this, waved his hand and explained.
"As a fellow Warrior under the Mist's command, how could I possibly do such a thing to someone who also reveres the Mist?"
"You must have seen it when you came in; nearly all our soldiers are cavalry and some archers. In a frontal charge, they would be blocked by the enemy's soldiers."
"Although our soldiers are strong, a frontal clash would still harm them."
After finishing, Bonona paused and then spoke in a lower voice, "As a rebel, you could step forward and declare your loyalty to the Mist openly, proving you're a defector looking for enlightenment, isn't it?"
"Moreover, you need to trust us. Our actions are always being watched by others, if we were to betray you, my reputation would be ruined, so please trust us and the Mist."
After listening to Bonona's series of explanations, the Earl furrowed his brow, deliberated for a moment, and finally nodded.
"I'll agree to act as a bait for a frontal raid, but I won't let all my soldiers be fully involved; I'll only send a limited number forward to draw the enemy's attention."
"Of course, of course! That will do, leave the rest to us."
Then the group discussed some details, Bonona and Tistek discreetly escorted the Earl out of the camp.
"Was it that easy to persuade him?" Tistek murmured alongside.
Hearing Tistek's muttered words, Bonona shook his head and smiled, "He didn't agree easily, it's just that he had no choice from the start. After the battles with us, their so-called King won't let him off."
"His only chance to survive now is to hope we can achieve a splendid victory, maybe even bring him more benefits.
He can continue to revere the Mist, assert his existence, and gain more benefits; why not?"
Listening to Bonona's words, Tistek nodded with a hint of comprehension.
Bonona then began to organize formations and assign tasks, ready for action early the next morning.
The morning of the next day.
The capital of the Three Tribes Alliance.
Early in the morning, many civilians brought breakfast, some with their families, gathered at the front of the newspaper office, many even brought stools and chairs to set up by the side.
They were there, of course, to continue watching the live broadcast they didn't finish yesterday.
They watched all day yesterday, but it was just those Silver Armored Lantern Knights constantly on the move.
Though the surrounding scenery and changes in the sun's path were apparent, it was undeniably a real scene.
But the constant traveling was too dull.
Some keen observers calculated that the battle should occur today.
This filled the place with spectators early this morning.
This also made the small hotel opposite the newspaper office earn a fortune, especially on the second and third floors with windows offering clear views of the screen.
Let alone the quiet and comfortable environment inside, it was the perfect viewing location. The price had shot up overnight yesterday.
Everyone wanted to see how powerful the Lantern Territory, which was constantly talked about as formidable, truly was.
After all, many had never seen it firsthand, only knew from snippets that their neighbor was an exceptionally powerful force.
A force that fairly looked after civilians.
As the sun fully rose over the horizon, illuminating the surroundings with its rays, bringing some warmth.
Finally, there was some change on the screen.
"It's happening, and the Knight Order is packing up the camp; it looks like they're preparing for battle today."
"With so many items in the camp, how do they carry them all? How could they vanish instantly?"
"Fools, that's storage Magic Equipment. Didn't expect the Lantern Territory to be so wealthy, having so much storage Equipment."
The speaker unintentionally hinted at something insightful to the observer.
Many wise individuals saw great business opportunities in this.
"I also wish to have my own storage Equipment; then I wouldn't have to wear heavy Armor, carry so many weapons and trek long distances for hunting.
Imagine how much strength it would save, if only I'd joined escorting the caravan to the Lantern Territory, maybe I could have acquired some loot."
"Didn't you hear yesterday? These soldiers have reached the Silver Bottleneck phase; no one or monster on the road dares to provoke them. You'd be split in two by a casual strike."
"Why is it still impossible?"
"Dreaming is one thing, don't say it aloud, truly naive."
One of the two was a burly Beastman clad in half-body Armor, and the other was a human in Armor equally massive.
Judging from their appearance, both seemed to have a fiery temper.
While conversing, they suddenly started brawling, startling those around them.
What kind of animosity, in broad daylight, could lead to such a fight?
Soon, two people with bruised noses and swollen faces were dragged away by the arriving guard troupe.
Before being dragged off, they were heard saying, "You fool, when I get out, I'll give you another lesson."
"Who's afraid of whom, let's settle this in the arena then."