Mage Veigar

Chapter 140: The Master of Fire
The nightmare begins.

When the Kingdom Army's support troops arrived at the location where the signal was sent, the Kingdom Army's nightmare had already begun.

This is a fully staffed standard support regiment.

A fire elemental mage, a squadron of professionals, and 1500 soldiers make up this standard support group. Their sophisticated combat uniforms and weapons clearly tell everyone that they are an elite force.

If this army were to face Vega's 800 imperial soldiers in an open field.

There is no need to guess the result. The magic support from the magician alone is enough to defeat these 800 cannon fodders. If professionals take the lead in the attack, I am afraid that the entire army will be wiped out in less than 15 minutes.

But there are not so many ifs in the world!
This is not a plain, not a mountain, not a desert, not a swamp...

This is Kareni, and what is about to unfold is a real urban battle.

There is no error.

Numbers, supplies, equipment, faith, reinforcements, situation... The Imperial Army may not have any of these numerous factors for victory, but there is one thing that the Kingdom Army does not have -

Convenient location!

There is no logic in war. Even if there are thousands of possibilities for you to win, just one reason is enough to fail.

Under the dim moonlight.

Each 10-man squad of the Imperial Army is as swift as a mosquito. If you are not careful, they will reap the lives of your soldiers in the dark. Perhaps only one or two soldiers will die in one attack, and it seems that there will be no serious damage.

Yes, of course a mosquito won't bother you.

But what about hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands?

The Kingdom Army has already felt what fear is.

Arrows were reaping their lives, and they didn't even know from which direction the enemy was attacking.

East, west, south, north?

Front, back, left, and right?

The most terrifying thing now is not that we cannot find the enemy’s correct position. What is really terrifying is that every position is completely correct.

"It's great! It's so great!"

The captain of the 43rd squad shouted loudly while shooting crossbow arrows.

His voice was trembling with excitement, and even the look in his eyes was full of madness and excitement.

That's right, it's madness and excitement, not fear or anxiety.

First, they served as cannon fodder troops abandoned by the empire and suffered hardships on the front line. When they were about to undergo systematic training, they witnessed the fall of Kareni and became prisoners of the kingdom under the terrifying magic bombardment. After being rescued with great difficulty, they found that the retreat had been blocked. They launched a breakout campaign with the determination to die, but ended up in failure.

This series of blows had already made him lose the confidence to fight.

He knew that he was a complete loser. He couldn't find a job and couldn't support his family. He chose to join the army to escape. After joining the army, he was afraid of death and didn't dare to attend the boot camp...

Yes, losers should be buried in the grave.

If this were a biographical novel, he, a cannon fodder who doesn't even qualify as a villain, would be a tool to enhance the heroic and invincible image of the Royal Army.

Look at yourself, a defeated army.

Look at the enemy, an elite force.

Anyway, I have never been able to compare with others since I was born.

From childhood to adulthood, I have not achieved anything worth boasting about.

Just a complete and utter loser.

It is said that the ultimate fate of a soldier is to die on the battlefield. With this belief that he will inevitably fail, he participated in this last ambush planned by a child.

This is really a child's play, but we still need to thank this young officer. Compared to becoming a prisoner and dying in humiliation, as a soldier, dying on the battlefield may be the only successful thing he can do in his life.

But but but——

Even if countless words are used here, they still cannot express his extremely crazy heart.

With almost zero casualties, he wiped out the 400-man pursuing force, and now with only 800 defeated soldiers, he defeated an elite force and made it unable to raise its head. He also experienced the feeling of killing the enemy for the first time.

Fear or anxiety about killing someone?
No, not at all!
When the arrow in his hand shot into the enemy's throat, the gushing blood and the wailing of fear made his soul tremble.

He succeeded.

As a loser, he killed these elite troops and these successful people.

And what are these elite troops doing?

My God, it's such a joke that they tried to catch up with their swift pace with such heavy and bloated troops.

For the first time, as a defeated soldier, he began to desire war and enjoy war.

"Everyone, I long for war!"

"Gentlemen, I crave more! More! More war!"

"Everyone! I want to win!"

The huge sense of accomplishment made it difficult for him to suppress the emotion in his heart. At this moment, he truly realized that even if he was a loser, even if he was a cannon fodder, even if he had suffered trauma, his determination to win was definitely not inferior to anyone else.

Vega looked down at the entire battlefield with satisfaction.

Although there were occasional casualties due to the magicians, the balance of victory was gradually tilting towards him.

The Kingdom Army, which had no idea how to conduct street fighting, was completely stunned. At this moment, the army of up to 1500 people not only failed to bring them an advantage, but made it difficult for them to move forward in the street fighting.

Plus the commanding heights were occupied.

They are a moving target wherever they go.

As one side gained strength, the other side lost strength. The remnants of the imperial army suddenly burst out with terrifying fighting power. In less than half an hour, they had mastered the guerrilla tactics to perfection and had the enemy completely at their disposal.

The more you fight, the braver you become, and the stronger you become.

This time, Vega did not make any pre-war mobilization, he just explained the mission process in detail.

Because there is absolutely no need to do any pre-war mobilization for a group of defeated soldiers who have lost their fighting spirit, just like you cannot wake up a person pretending to be asleep, no matter how many words you use, you cannot impress a group of soldiers who are afraid to fight.

But there is indeed a saying called rebirth from the ashes.

Veigar knows what the soldiers desire, they desire victory!

Just a small victory is enough to awaken every sleeping soul.

As a qualified commander, one will never underestimate the potential of any soldier. Even if he is a loser who has been failing since birth, he will definitely be able to shine somewhere that will make even elite troops fear him.

And the previous small victory was enough to bring about a transformation of this army.

If he guessed correctly, this army was no longer afraid of war, but was truly eager to fight and to feel the supreme sense of accomplishment after killing the enemy.

Longing for war?

What a scary word.

Vega really didn't know how powerful the enemy had to be in order to stop an army that was eager for war.

There is no suspense in the battle at this point!
(End of this chapter)