Mage Veigar

Chapter 158 Recommended Quota
When I woke up, the war was over.

Vega walked out of the room. The underground air-raid shelter was no longer as deserted as before. The large army that participated in the battle had already returned to the underground air-raid shelter, but the sounds of wailing, crying, and cursing... continued to be heard.

Although the empire won this battle, it was only a pyrrhic victory.

After all, the enemy is the backbone of the army, while our side is the cannon fodder. Once the fight starts, the winner will be obvious.

Fortunately, the Imperial Army's magical support was obviously superior, so by relying on the powerful magical support, they turned a disadvantage into an advantage, and less than 3500 of the Kingdom Army's men successfully retreated.

Of course, the Imperial Army was no better.

Since they were originally a cannon fodder unit and had always lacked combat experience, their numbers were reduced to about 3000 after this battle.

Most importantly, the magician and professional troops suffered heavy losses.

The Shadow Mage Squadron lost 90% of its men, and the death rates of other squads reached 70%. Only the Elite Mage Guard achieved zero casualties.

therefore.

The only forces left in Kareni's Third Army were 3000 regular troops, about 40 magicians, and about 150 professionals, roughly equivalent to the size of two standard regiments.

But the Kingdom Army is different.

The ones who suffered the most casualties in this battle were the law enforcement team of Bruno's Law Enforcement Bureau. Except for the heavy losses of the magician unit, the main force of the kingdom's airborne division suffered almost no casualties. Even except for the kingdom's army troops guarding the defense line at key locations, they could still withdraw more than 10,000 troops to launch an attack on the imperial army.

The overall situation has not been alleviated.

Next, it will depend on how Foster uses the geographical advantage to deal with the Kingdom Army’s secondary attack, or even launch a counterattack.

While thinking about this, Vega walked towards the cafeteria.

Standing on tiptoe with difficulty, Vega walked towards the seat in the corner with the food tray. The living supplies in this underground air-raid shelter were quite sufficient, probably enough for a division to survive for one and a half months.

“Vega, Lieutenant?”

An abrupt voice sounded, and the person who came was Vega's old acquaintance Gunther Burton.

His left hand was in plaster, his head was bandaged, and he sat opposite Vega with a plate in his right hand. "I heard you were back a long time ago. It's a pity that I never had the chance to meet you. After all, you are still my subordinate in name."

"The battle situation is urgent, please forgive me, sir."

Vega put down his knife and fork. "Master Ganser, why are you dressed like this?"

"Ugh."

He sighed deeply. "I was not injured in the bombing of the magic airship, and I was not injured when I broke out of the central area. I didn't expect that I would be swept several meters away by the residual power of the flame explosion in this battle. I almost died."

"Brigade Commander, you lead by example. You deserve respect." Vega complimented with a smile.

Ganser lit a cigarette irritably: "Military orders cannot be disobeyed. Even though I still hold the title of brigade commander, in fact, all my troops have been wiped out, whether it is the professional brigade, the mage squad, or even the ordinary troops..."

"Could it be that our brigade was in this battle?"

Gunther's face twitched, and then he replied: "Yes, the A91 Brigade is the vanguard in this battle. To put it nicely, it is the vanguard, to put it bluntly, it is just cannon fodder that absorbs the enemy's magic output. But the commander-in-chief ordered us to do it, and how can a small brigade commander like me resist? It's good this way, if the troops are wiped out, they won't be remembered... cough cough!" Instead of complaining, Gunther coughed twice because he noticed that someone had come not far behind him.

The officer, who was dressed in military uniform and had the rank of major, said in a dry voice: "Brigadier Ganser, all of this is for the victory of the empire. You should have a long-term vision instead of always calculating personal gains and losses like a petty noble."

"Major Harman is absolutely right."

Gunther laughed and said, "As the adjutant of the commander-in-chief, how come you have time to talk to me, a general without any soldiers? Or does the commander-in-chief have new orders? Although my troops have been wiped out, if the empire needs my life, I am still ready to contribute it at any time."

"Hmph, Brigadier General Ganser, don't misunderstand me. I'm not here to look for you."

Adjutant Harman said to Vega, "Lieutenant Vega, the commander-in-chief wants to see you."

Vega put down his knife and fork, apologized to Gunther, and followed the adjutant to the commander-in-chief's office.

creak-

The door opened and Vega entered alone.

Looking at Foster, who was resting with his eyes closed, Vega whispered, "Commander-in-Chief, are you looking for me?"

Hearing Vega's voice, Foster slightly opened his eyes: "It's just some trivial matters, about your military merit reward this time."

“I don’t dare to take credit for it. This is just my job.” Vega said modestly.

Foster waved his hand and said, "Reward those who have made contributions and punish those who have made mistakes. With the military merits you have accumulated so far, it won't be a problem for you to be promoted to the rank of full regiment commander. But you also know that if you want to be a mid-level officer in the army, you need to go to a military academy for 1-3 years of further study. Judging from the current situation, I'm afraid it will be difficult to achieve for the time being."

Vega didn't say anything, just quietly waiting for Foster's next words.

Foster frowned slightly. "I think it would be better if you were promoted to captain and appointed as the commander of the reorganized 5th Battalion. After the war is over, I will send you to the Northwest Army... I will personally recommend you to the Central Military Academy."

"Thank you, Commander."

Vega was naturally not dissatisfied with this answer. In this case, being able to serve as an officer with real power was already a great honor for Vega, not to mention the recommendation quota for the Central Military Academy.

The Central Military Academy is known as the cradle of the empire's generals.

As long as he achieved excellent results in the military academy, he would be able to enter the vision of the Imperial Military. Coupled with his Imperial Wings honor and his surname Kalini, he was almost guaranteed to be promoted to general.

Even those who graduate from the Central Military Academy with the best grades start as deputy brigade-level officers.

Vega was not dissatisfied with this result.

But these are just empty promises in the final analysis, because whether this war can be won is still uncertain. If Foster dies in this war, he will not know who to find to cash it in. After all, a new emperor appoints new ministers.

Since we all prosper together and suffer together, Vega looked at Foster with an uncertain gaze.

He gritted his teeth and paused for a few seconds before finally saying, "Your Excellency the Commander-in-Chief, do you have a plan to retake Kareni? I dare to share with you an immature tactic called 'guerrilla warfare'."

(End of this chapter)