MTL - Heroes of Silver Moon-Chapter 179 : First half (8)

"Hmph, a bunch of cowards, watch how we fight!"

After receiving the order to fight, Nusha and the soldiers of the Golden Lily Legion were gearing up, eager to try, and by the way, mocked the local legion that had already been frightened.

"What did you say!" The soldiers of the local legion, who were already angry because of the differential treatment, almost rushed up to beat them.

You know, in the war some time ago, the casualties of their local army were quite heavy, and this group of guys provided food and drink every day, but they didn't go to the battlefield, and now they are still mocking them.

Simply hateful!

Some sensible officers hurriedly stopped these excited soldiers: "Calm down!"

Although the local army is also a regular army of the empire, its establishment and treatment are not as good as the main battle army of the first and second lines, and its influence and combat power are also very different.

Once there is a conflict with these two legions, they must be the ones who will suffer in the end.

After the soldiers gradually calmed down, the officer of the local legion looked at the two second-line legions and said with a sneer, "If that's the case, we'll wait and see!"

In all fairness, the combat power of the local legion is indeed not as good as that of the second-tier legion.

But after fighting for a period of time, he didn't think that the second-line legion could play much role in the face of the army of the Silver Moon Kingdom, and it might be similar to the first-line legion.

So, I still haven't accepted the severe beatings from the society. When they really go to the battlefield, I hope these second-line legions can still be as bullish as they are now.

Ivy watched the conflict in the dark, but did not show up to mediate. This is a world where the weak prey on the strong, and strength determines everything. When the weak meet the strong, they should give in.

Even if he showed up, it would only be the local army that would be reprimanded...

"Brothers, cross this small river, cut down the enemy on the opposite side, and we will have a celebration banquet when we come back!"

Before the battle, the officers cheered up the morale heroically, and the soldiers looked down. During this period of time, the commander kept suppressing them to fight, but they were suffocated.

Those local legions are a bunch of trash, and the lord's private army is even more mob. If they had been allowed to fight earlier, they might have taken the Silver Moon Kingdom long ago.

The mage got into the cabin of the alchemy mecha, the runes on each part gradually brightened, and the mecha ran with heavy steps, bang bang bang bang.

Following the mechas is the Nusha Legion, and the Golden Lily Legion serves as a reserve team, ready to step forward to support or rotate at any time depending on the battle situation.

Looking at the newly formed army position on the other side of the river, Ivy, a veteran of the battlefield, frowned slightly, always feeling that the dignified sense of the other side's position seemed to be much less?

The dignified feeling of the battlefield is a wonderful feeling.

After all, the war of attrition in the past few days made both sides a little unbearable. Logically speaking, the soldiers of the Silver Moon Kingdom should be depressed.

At least... the atmosphere of the position should not be so relaxed.

Unless, they are sure that they can turn the tide of the battle and are preparing to end this meaningless war of attrition as a winner.

In the sky, hundreds of meteors wrapped in flames streaked across the sky, the shells landed on the ground, and the sound of explosions sounded. The soldiers who were charging suddenly fell into panic and scrambled like headless chickens.

The alchemy mech, which was invincible in the past few days, also had to dodge back and forth, temporarily avoiding the sharp edge.

Although the aftermath of the shell explosion couldn't break through the defense of the mechs, some mechas were unlucky and were accidentally hit directly, and the solid body was twisted and damaged in an instant.

It seems to be to vent their anger, or to demonstrate, the artillery unit did not save ammunition, and the shells seemed to fall endlessly.

The armaments and supplies brought by Clifford were enough for them to be rich for a long time.

The machine gunner tightly squeezed the trigger, and the brass shell casings were thrown all over the ground. The bullets formed a metal storm, and no living thing could rush through this firepower net.

Less than half an hour after the start of the battle, the Nusha Legion, which was showing off its might before the battle, was completely defeated.

Looking at this scene of the army being defeated like a mountain, Ivy fell into silence, and a sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

The silver moon kingdom's artillery unit has now entered the battle again. They have no magic attack and the alchemy mecha can't break through the defense line. How should we fight this battle?

 …

"Yo Yo Yo, isn't this the invincible main battle legion of the empire, it is really brave and fearless, tsk tsk tsk! It really opened the eyes of us local legions, admiration! Admiration!"

Looking at the Nusha Legion returning after a big defeat, the officer of the local legion who had called on the soldiers to calm down just now began to ridicule unscrupulously.

The soldiers of the Nusha Legion who were in a trance turned their temper directly on their own people and cursed angrily, "You **** want to court death?"

The soldiers of the local legion were not vegetarians, so they directly picked up their weapons and charged forward: "Made, I really thought I was afraid of you!"

They might have had some scruples just now, but now the facts have proved that these second-tier legions are useless against the Silver Moon Kingdom.

If that's the case, then I'm afraid he's a dick!

The local army soldiers who were angry in their hearts directly fought with the broken soldiers of the Nusha Army, and the scale of this internal strife was spreading wider and wider, showing faint signs of being unstoppable.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Ivy came to the rescue in time, and asked the guards to separate the two groups of people with a sullen face: "Stop it all!"

Hearing the Supreme Commander's call to stop, the two sides reluctantly stopped, but they still stared at each other with resentful eyes.

At this time, thousands of soldiers had already died in this civil strife.

Ordering the guards to arrest all those involved, the adjutant asked, "How should these people be dealt with?"

Infighting during wartime is a taboo that can shake the morale of the army, and it must be handled with caution.

Ivy's face was terribly dark, and he said mercilessly: "All be executed!"

The adjutant was surprised: "This, all of them? The local army is fine, but the Kenusha Army is the main battle army after all. Do you want to..."

Ivy shook his head and snorted coldly: "Since you can't show a better record than the local army, you have to enjoy the same treatment as the local army. This time, not only will both parties involved be executed, starting today, the local army The treatment is the same as that of the second-tier army."

Again, this is a world where the weak prey on the strong. If the strong can play more roles, then why not give some favoritism, even if the weak are not convinced, they have to hold back in their hearts.

But now, since I can't create more value, then what's the use of me wanting you!

After the adjutant left, Ivy looked in the direction of the empire, feeling mixed feelings for a while. According to the current battle situation, let alone destroying the Silver Moon Kingdom in a short time, he had no hope of victory at all.

Perhaps, it is time to explain the situation to His Royal Highness the Regent.

 …

The next day, the imperial army chose to cease fighting, and Graton finally ordered that the troops stationed on the first front line be withdrawn to rest, and the three captured alchemy mechas were transported to the rear by the way.

Mikil volunteered to hold a celebration banquet for the withdrawn troops and arrange follow-up matters by the way.

The companies with tattered military uniforms and soil covered them saluted the colonel with a smile, and then impatiently walked towards the banquet venue.

Seeing a broken military flag with the words Seventh Company faintly written on it, Mikil, who was pacing anxiously, hurried up to meet him: "Where is your company commander?"

These soldiers were obviously taken aback, and then a strange lieutenant stepped forward to salute: "Your Excellency Colonel, I am Revell, the acting commander of the Seventh Company, what do you want me to do?"

Hearing the self-introduction of this strange officer, Mikkel felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, as if he was unwilling to believe this fact, and seemed a little distraught: "No, I'm looking for Bram, where's your company commander Bram? "

Everyone looked at each other, and the strange officer replied bitterly: "I'm sorry, Colonel, I don't know the company commander Bram you mentioned, I just remember that the last company commander of the Seventh Company was Captain Ariana, and the last company commander was Bo Captain Kex, I don't know if I go any further."

The battles these days have caused the companies stationed on the first front to undergo several major changes. Although they are still under the banner of the original troops, in fact, they are all reserve teams that were added later.

The original members of these companies did not know that they died in that battle~www.novelbuddy.com~ Mikil gritted his teeth unwillingly and clenched his fists. He knew a long time ago that no one can survive several brutal battles. The first front line of the army survived, but he still couldn't accept the fact that Bram had been killed.

Why? It's just the death of a confidant who hasn't grown up yet, why would he lose his composure like the mighty Marquis of the Kingdom? Mikel questioned himself in his heart.

As a qualified nobleman, his goal is family rejuvenation, so he should abandon his feelings, gather party members, and climb up desperately.

It's just a chess piece, if it is gone, it will be cultivated again, but why there are countless loneliness and sadness in my heart.

Mikil looked up at the sky, with sad eyes, and smiled wryly, "Maybe it's because I'm used to having such a little brother!"

Bram was born poor, uneducated, neither smart nor tactful, and without his help, he might never have climbed to the position of company commander in his life.

As a younger brother, Bram knows how to repay favors, and treats anyone who treats him well. He has never been half-hearted when he recognizes him as his big brother, Mikkel.

As an officer of the new regiment, Bram will also firmly implement the orders of his superiors, even if he knows that there is a high probability of death in front, he is unwilling to use his relationship to transfer to the rear.

As a husband, he cherishes his wife, as a junior, he is filial to the elderly, and as an elder brother, he takes care of his younger brother.

But such an upright person died meaninglessly on this battlefield!

Seeing the soldiers passing by, almost all of them were injured, Mikil felt sad for a moment. These people also had parents, wives and children, but when the war was over, how many of them could go back alive?

Bards sing about the courage and glory of heroes, but have they ever been mentioned?

Besides pain, what does war bring?