Mage Veigar

Chapter 174: One Step at a Time

Guerrilla army.

This was the name that was proposed by Vega and finally decided upon by the military through voting.

As for the purpose of doing this, of course it is to enhance the sense of belonging among civilians.

Veigar, who traveled through time and space, was very familiar with this. He had seen many players working day and night to get a title or even an icon in an online game.

Therefore only an official name is given.

Without spending any financial or material resources, it is easy to achieve incredible cohesion, which is completely beneficial with no harm.

Except for the name given by the government.

This force has no formal organization, and there is not even any threshold for joining. As long as one is a civilian of the empire, has participated in a guerrilla squad, or is now preparing to join a guerrilla squad, he can call himself a member of the guerrilla army.

And Vega is now the highest commander of this army.

As for why no one competed with Vega, the first reason was of course because he was the one leading the entire plan, and the second reason was that most officers did not like or even looked down on the undisciplined civilian army.

This is indeed a civilian army that is not even as good as cannon fodder.

It can't even be called the word 'army'.

But such a force is hundreds of thousands of times stronger than any backbone force or elite force, because it can be invincible just by relying on numbers, and Vega is the highest commander of this force.

Being stared at by more than two million pairs of eyes.

Vega's petite body has been remembered by millions of people.

Through Vega's subsequent speech, everyone present finally knew that the entire counterattack plan was originally created by this child who was less than 12 years old. This child was an imperial hero with the surname "Kareni" and was also the supreme commander of their guerrilla army.

No one doesn't like honor.

For civilians who are accustomed to daily life, the title of guerrilla army is a kind of honor.

Out of love for Vega and preconceived notions, even though the civilians had never heard of Vega's previous deeds, in less than half an hour, he became a household hero throughout Kareni.

If we really talk about fame, he is probably more famous than Commander-in-Chief Foster.

In such troubled times, fame is definitely a resource more valuable than gold. In many cases, fame can be used to solve problems. There is indeed a saying that he who wins the hearts of the people wins the world.

For example.

If Vega wanted to rebel before, he would be treated as a rat crossing the street because of his unknown reputation. But if he wants to rebel now, he only needs to exaggerate and bring up some noble causes such as being persecuted by the empire and high-level corruption to win the support of a group of people.

evidence?

Rumors can make a person appear guilty. Black can be turned into white. There is no need for any evidence.

Therefore, reputation is a good thing and a more precious amulet than any honor or merit. As long as one makes himself famous, then when the top leaders want to make a move on him, they must first consider how to calm the anger of millions of people.

At this time, Vega's speech also came to an end.

He drew out a cross sword that he had prepared temporarily. The sword symbolized power. "Soldiers of the Empire, please always remember that you are a member of the guerrilla army. Please do not forget the glory of today. It was you who forced the 20,000 elite troops of the Kingdom Army to retreat. Now, as the commander-in-chief of the guerrilla army, I will issue a second order to you -"

Wow.

Everyone stood at attention, and the sound of orderly footsteps echoed.

Veigar's childish voice echoed again: "Glory be with you, victory to the Empire. All troops - attack!"

The cross sword symbolizing victory was raised high, and the time for the decisive battle had arrived.

"Long live the Empire!"

"Long live Commander!"

"Long live victory!"

One million and two hundred thousand people burst out with a terrifying momentum at the same time. Under the leadership of the regrouped regular troops, they charged directly in the direction of the Kingdom Army's retreat. Vega wanted to secure victory in one fell swoop before this momentum cooled down.

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"Long live the Empire!"

"Long live the commander!" "Long live victory!"

The shouts of 1.2 million people were earth-shaking, and even the Kingdom Army, far away from Victory Square, could hear them clearly.

The division commander Ingrir, who was riding on a warhorse, changed his expression instantly.

In addition to anger, there was also a hint of confusion in his eyes, because he did not expect that after having given up Victory Square, the Imperial Army would continue to make a concerted effort to secure victory. This aggressive command style was completely unlike Foster's style.

This wasn't the first time English had faced Foster.

In his impression, Foster's command style is like boiling a frog in warm water. He prefers to let you fall into the trap step by step, let you slowly experience despair, and then directly crush your heart, making you surrender voluntarily when you collapse physically and mentally.

Attacking the heart is the most important thing, this is Foster's fighting style.

If Foster was in charge today, he would not have pressed the issue so hard.

In other words, Foster was not the commander of this war from beginning to end?
So who is the commander?
Ingrir's heart sank. He didn't remember having such a talented commander in the Third Army. Not only was he so creative in tactics, but he also finished the game so neatly after gaining an advantage.

Boom boom boom——

A series of explosions interrupted Ingrid's thoughts.

He sadly discovered that the empire's vanguard troops had caught up. Although this force consisted of less than 2000 people and the number of magicians was no match for his own troops, Ingril did not dare to fight.

Because once they pause, they are likely to be caught up by the millions of troops behind them.

If I were caught up by a million people...

Just thinking about it made Ingrid feel like he was trembling all over.

escape!
All we can do now is escape.

Ingril thought for less than half a minute before he immediately issued an order: "First Professional Battalion, as the commander of the First Airborne Division, I order you to die for the kingdom."

"Long live the kingdom."

Despair flashed in the eyes of more than a hundred professionals, and then they took out the suicide notes they had already written from their pockets and handed them to the nearest soldiers.

"Please tell my parents that their son is a hero and that I... have not brought shame upon them."

“Give it to my sister and apologize to her for me. I couldn’t go back. My brother lied.”

"I'll give it all to you. This is all the gold coins I have. Just help me buy a fish for the black stray cat on West Street."

The soldiers saluted silently.

The Kingdom Army's First Professional Battalion broke away from the main force and blocked the Empire's pursuit forces.

Thanks to their sacrifice, the kingdom's troops finally reached the north gate.

In order to prevent the remnants of the imperial army from escaping out of the city, they had heavily blocked the area, but they did not expect that with the passage of time, the ones who wanted to escape were themselves.

boom--

The heavy city gate was opened.

Ingril took a lingering look at the city of Kareni, and finally gave the order to retreat.

he……

There really is no other way.

The only lucky thing was that although the war was lost, he retained most of his troops. With the imperial army's bloated force of over one million people, and without any organization or discipline, it was almost impossible for them to catch up with him.

But as soon as he led his troops out of the city gate, his expression froze.

Why outside the door——

And an Imperial Army unit?

Although this troop seems to be demoralized and in disarray, it is indeed an imperial army!

(End of this chapter)