Chapter 93: 93 battlefield collapse

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"Gis, that bastard! Who does he think he is?" A middle-aged geral crumpled the letter in his hand into a ball and threw it fiercely to the g as he cursed loudly.

His blue military uniform was quite attractive, with buttons and a belt, making him look imposing.

Unlike the Leite Kingdom, the military uniforms of the Suthers Kingdom were blue, and so were their flags, symbolizing freedom and boldness.

"Th... Geral... we..." An officer, looking at his furious superior, nervously asked.

"The King's orders are probably already on the way. I can ignore the damn demands of the Shireck Consortium, but I cannot refuse the orders from His Majesty! Gather the troops! Have Viscount Romel cross the border as planned and advance towards the Northern Ridge!"

"Order the Cavalry to expand eastwards! Force the main forces of the Leite Kingdom onto the predetermined battlefield. Tell the people from the Shireck Consortium that I await their good news." The geral stood up and looked at all the officers in the tt, "Gtlem! The war... has begun!"

"Long live the Kingdom!" All the officers drew their swords and jubilantly pointed them towards the sky.

They had be preparing for this war for over a year, and they had the backing of Shireck! Their provisions were pltiful, and their army was more than four times the size of the emy's!

Ev on the script, they were marked as the victors! Whoever wrote the script was on their side.

So it was as if they had come to collect military exploits; they would all become the direct beficiaries of this victory, shining new stars among the younger geration in the Suthers Kingdom.

"What's the matter, Geral?" The aide stood by his geral, ssing something unusual in his superior.

As the commander-in-chief of the war, Geral Tucci was a well-known commander of the Suthers Kingdom. He had drafted the tire battle plan himself; he was the spirit of the Suthers military.

"It's nothing... I just always feel that the war won't go as smoothly as we expect," Tucci retracted his gaze and squeezed out a slight smile, "However, I welcome a change, so that Fisallo persists longer, waiting for me to personally defeat him!"

In October 3 of the Leite Kingdom, the long-brewing battle on the northern border betwe the Suthers Kingdom and the Leite Kingdom officially began.

Three hours after the outbreak of the war, an voy of the Suthers Kingdom finally met with the King of the Leite Kingdom and delivered the declaration of war.

Unexpectedly, the Leite Kingdom didn't give the voy of the Suthers Kingdom a hard time but simply scolded him and ordered him to "roll back to the Suthers Kingdom."

Such tepid punishmt was esstially ineffective. What really mattered was the outcome on the border battlefield.

The Suthers Kingdom had prepared for a year, and of course, the Leite Kingdom had also prepared for a year. In fact, almost as soon as the Suthers Kingdom amassed troops at the border, the Leite Kingdom had devised a counterattack plan.

However, comparatively, the Leite Kingdom's counterattack plan seemed hastily put together—it had parts for counterattacking on the eastern and ctral fronts but no plan for the Northern Ridge.

According to this plan, the Leite Kingdom would hold off emy attacks in the Ctral Region and the east, but there would be a collapse on the Northern Ridge front.

Th, by ceding the Northern Ridge and obtaining certain befits in exchange for the Shireck Consortium's promise, the war would naturally come to an d.

So wh the Leite Kingdom st people to seek assistance at Gis's residce, Gis was furiously hopping mad.

But the ultimate solution still depded on the situation on the battlefield: Gis assured the Leite Kingdom that he would no longer favor the Suthers Kingdom, but he could only maintain strict neutrality...

As a result, the situation continued to develop unfavorably for the Leite Kingdom: the field artillery st to Northern Ridge was ambushed halfway by the swiftly advancing troops of the Suthers Kingdom.

The cannons were captured, and the troops were crushed. At this momt, the mess laid before the Leite King was truly a sight of despair.

On one hand, he knew that he had inttionally shortchanged Northern Ridge of a significant amount of weapons and equipmt, which was an undiable fact.

On the other hand, he had just received news that his artillery troops, urgtly st to reinforce Northern Ridge, had also be destroyed by the emy.

Now, both he and Northern Ridge had become isolated lambs awaiting slaughter; it was just a matter of who would die first. No one knew whether he had any regrets, but it was known that his temper had be growing worse lately.

And as the war erupted and the situation deteriorated, the reinforcemts from the Great Tang Group for Northern Ridge finally crossed the Vicious Forest and reached the territory of Northern Ridge.

Tang Mo led nearly all of his forces, in an imposing manner, through the contint within the territory of Northern Ridge, advancing toward the war zone.

This force included three infantry companies of 360 musketeers, 30-plus elite Rangers commanded by Luff, over 0 hastily-consolidated artillerym, and the Cavalry pieced together by Tagg, consisting of more than 40 riders.

The tire force had six cannons, over 40 wagons, carried a large quantity of ammunition, and miscellaneous supplies for daily life, arriving at the highly perilous forefront.

"You follow the earlier arrangemt, leading the troops to the designated stationing site! I'm off to see Lord Earl Fisheo. He still owes me something! As agreed before, he was to support me with 0 cannons and corresponding artillerym..." Tang Mo said while riding his horse, feeling his back and waist aching.

His equestrian skills were not so great; according to Tagg's standards, they barely passed as knowing how to ride...

"Do you need me to accompany you?" asked Tagg, glancing at Alice, who was riding a tall horse beside Tang Mo, and suddly realized his question was somewhat redundant.

Alice, as the guide for Tang Mo's troops, had be there for the better part of the day. Now, Tang Mo's forces were not far from Lord Earl's main forces, and ev the emy's troops wer't far off.

The atmosphere on the battlefield was actually already quite intse. Here, one could see civilians fleeing for safety everywhere, as well as scattered troops responsible for maintaining order.

"I'll be back soon." Tang Mo took the reins, letting Alice lead the way, and along with Wes and two guards, he broke away from the main force.

The direction in which he spurred his horse was not far off—a huge campmt where, atop a tall flagpole, a unique Northern Ridge wolf flag fluttered rapidly in the wind.

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