Mage Veja

Chapter 173 Unstoppable
120? !

Hearing this number, the entire meeting room fell silent.

Throughout Kareni, there are 500 million civilians, that is to say, more than 1/5 of the civilians choose to obey the assembly order and join forces at Victory Square.

120 million is not [-] to [-].

Even 120 million rats would be creepy, let alone living humans.

Although everyone knows that it is very beautiful that all the people are soldiers, and the helpless civilians will definitely take up the weapons in their hands for their own benefit, but this number is indeed too appalling.

Everyone looked at Vega with admiration.

The way the war was won has been equated with a miracle in the eyes of the officers.

"Go, the commander in chief of this battle is you."

Commander-in-Chief Foster stared at Vega and said, "Gather the troops and let the stupid Kingdom Army know what is called the city that will never fall, and what is meant by the real soldiers of all people."

"Yes, Lord Commander." Vega stood up and saluted.

Foster stood up at the same time as the other officers: "Captain Vega Kareni, may the glory be with you, victory to the Empire."

"For victory!" Veigar put down his right hand and set off towards Victory Square.

He is the commander-in-chief of this battle, and he is also the one who proposed tactical thinking and assembled troops. Therefore, Vega will be in charge of all these operations. Anyone who wants to intervene is not qualified, because no one here understands guerrilla warfare, especially I don't know what other plans Vega has in the future.

In order to win, they can't get involved.

"Sir, are you alright?"

In the carriage, the adjutant noticed that Vega's hands holding the documents were trembling slightly. In this dry and cold weather, there was even a trace of cold sweat on his forehead, so he asked with concern.

"No, it's fine."

Veigar waved his hand casually, not because of fear, but because of excitement.

That's right, it's excitement!
I was so excited that my whole body began to tremble.

According to his plan, being able to attract 10 people is already very powerful, but this number is far beyond expectations. Less than 3000 regular troops have been disbanded, but they have developed into 120 million guerrilla troops. In a dream?

Millions of troops ah.

Commanding a million troops is a kind of romance!
Even Foster, a senior general at this level, will be able to command millions of troops as a lifelong dream. Who doesn't dream of being able to stand on a high platform one day, and with a wave of his hand, millions of people will be crushed with overwhelming power? Overwhelm the enemy.

This dream is about to come true.

Although these 100 million people are civilians who are not even as good as cannon fodder troops, but in his life history, he will definitely write one article: At the age of 12, he served as the commander-in-chief in the counterattack of Kaleni City, commanding an army of 120 million Defeat the kingdom invading army.

At this moment, Veigar finally realized the power of following the trend.

Sure enough, standing on the cusp of the wind and waves, a pig can soar upwards. Although he thinks he is not a pig, but with 120 million troops in his hand, there is no need to waste brain cells thinking about conspiracy and tricks.

tactics?

Strategy?

Deployment of troops?

Sorry, there are so many people, you can really do whatever you want.

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Victory Square, the headquarters of the 1st Kingdom Airborne Division.

Several staff officers with pale faces persuaded the division commander English: "Master, please withdraw the troops. The enemy is not 10,000 to [-], not [-]+, but millions, millions of troops, without the support of air troops, We didn't even have a chance to fight back."

wow.

Ingril ignored the persuasion and rushed out of the tent.

He came to the edge of the square, boarded the bell tower overlooking the central area, and looked around in all directions.

dong dong dong-

The noisy shouts seemed to shake the white clouds in the sky.

Crowds of people roared from four directions like torrential waves, and the footsteps made seemed to make the earth cry out in pain. Ingril saw the red eagle flag that blocked the sky and the sun.

The red eagle flag, which symbolized the glory of the empire, fluttered against the cold wind.

Facing this general trend, Ingril experienced for the first time what despair is.

tactics?

Strategy?

Build a defense line?

Any conspiracy is insignificant under the absolute power.

The four entrances to the square are each stationed with 4000 regular troops.

The 4000-strong regular army is the decisive line of defense arranged by Ingril. If there is no accident, they will meet the guerrilla troops who came to assemble in 20 minutes.

4000 vs 300000?

Not to mention the gap in quality, the few zeros in the back alone are enough to make people desperate.

There is still a glimmer of hope for the retreat now. If you really choose to fight in Victory Square, no matter what regular army elite unit you are, there is no other possibility than being crushed in the final result.

"The order—"

Ingril paused for a full minute, and finally exhaled helplessly: "Withdraw the troops."

"Master is wise." The adjutant was impatient to spread the news.

Faced with this overwhelming situation, the Royal Army finally chose to avoid the front for the time being. Not only did it leave the headquarters in Victory Square, but it also led the troops to avoid the main street of the guerrilla forces, like a bereaved dog running away with its tail between its legs.

The bleak cold wind cut his cheeks like a blade.

Ingril raised his head and looked at the haze that was gradually receding under the shining sun. He no longer had the majesty and determination of a general, and he seemed to have aged a dozen years in an instant and said: "The empire is still the empire after all. This time, I took the initiative to tear up the armistice agreement. It’s probably a misfortune rather than a blessing.”

Although he didn't want to admit it, English knew very well that they had already lost the war.

In this huge city of Kareni, not a single square meter of land is the soil on which their kingdom's army can survive. The cohesion of the city that will never fall is beyond his expectations. He also seriously underestimated the power of the imperial civilians to protect their land. determination.

This is a long time.

In Victory Square, Veigar straightened his military uniform and walked towards the high platform with firm steps.

Da da da--

The crisp military boots echoed over the square, and only Veigar's footsteps remained between the sky and the earth.

What does it feel like to carry a burden on your shoulders?
That feeling of carrying a weight on your shoulders is what a million people are waiting for, every word you say.

Veigar stood on a high platform, looking down at the million divisions.

There is no timidity, no fear, no anxiety, only excitement, and the rest is only excitement.

Straighten the cap.

Vega uttered the first immature childish voice through the loudspeaker device: "Soldiers of the Empire, I, Vega Kareni, now serve as the third army of the Empire, the military headquarters is directly under the non-staffed troops, and the commander-in-chief of the guerrilla army Identity, I issue the first order to you."

Draw cold air into your lungs.

Veigar spit out the air mixed with sound with the greatest strength——

"All troops, stand at attention!"

The immature child's voice echoed over the Victory Square.

The ravaged Kingdom Golden Lion Banner in the center of the square finally couldn't bear the howling cold wind. After a cry of grief, it fell to the ground, and only raised a burst of dust before returning to silence.

(End of this chapter)