You were made to farm, and now you're the emperor of an empire?

Chapter 377 Believe in the Sword in Your Hand!
The battle was fought very smoothly.

Roman laid out the battle plan with a casual air, and the rules of victory were already set.

Everything is so natural.

It's so smooth!
It's as pleasing to the eye as the art of war.

Tasina had never seen anything like it.

She knew how the conquerors waged their wars of conquest; some of the older White Knights had lived through that era.

Two armies facing off, light cavalry reconnaissance, heavy cavalry charge, infantry holding the line... This is a very conventional tactic that has never changed since thousands of years ago—because it best suits the mobilization capabilities of the medieval era.

A real decisive battle often involves tens of thousands of people. Who would dare to split up their army before the start of a war?
But Roman dared to do it!
He issued various orders in an orderly manner, while simultaneously directing operations on multiple fronts. Each battalion fought bravely against the enemy and completed its combat missions with extremely high efficiency.

First, use a small number of elite troops to hold back the enemy's main force, then use our main force to break through the enemy's weak points, creating a large number of fleeing soldiers, and then use the fleeing soldiers to attack our main camp.

The end result was that shortly after the start of the war, Makor's Black Iron Army was defeated.

A new concept of warfare combined with exceptional military skills equals a devastating military strike.

This is the source of Roman's confidence in declaring war on the entire land.

You bunch of trash are eliminated!

The trash can is your final resting place!

In a sense, Roman wasn't afraid of their numbers at all.

The essence of the "Rolling Up the Beaded Curtain" tactic is that the more people there are, the easier it is to win.

The only pity is that Roman could only turn this war into a defeat, not a war of annihilation.

Despite the fact that the fleeing soldiers trampled each other, resulting in over a thousand deaths and injuries, and many more dying on the battlefield, most of them still managed to escape.

After all, in the age of firearms, human lives are just numbers; you can kill as many as you want on the battlefield.

However, in the era of cold weapons, it would still be very difficult to capture all tens of thousands of pigs.

Roman had no time to capture enemy soldiers or clean up the battlefield.

After the war was won, he led a small number of elite troops back hastily.

The whole process was like coming here to chop melons and vegetables. After a chaotic chopping, they turned around and went to do other things.

While Roman led his army to defeat the central army, another battle broke out on the upper route of Origin City.

……

Let's rewind to before the expedition.

Roman summoned Captain Ed, who remained in Plenty, and the think tank member Yulun.

"Do you know Captain Weima of the 7th Heavy Armored Battalion?"

“My king, he was once my comrade-in-arms,” Ed said.

That was a soldier even more outstanding than him. When the army expanded, the two were promoted at the same time. He was transferred to the recruits' unit as a battalion commander, while the latter led the training of the 7th Heavy Armored Battalion.

“I’ve ordered him to garrison Coldwind Town to relieve the siege of Slater Fortress and Shane Territory Fortress. You will join them and together prevent the enemies on the Black Iron Road from approaching Plenty City.”

Roman used hand gestures to explain the specific details of the mission to Ed.

“I will take all the troops to fight the enemy forces coming from the Lion Territory. Before I return, you must ensure that every piece of land in the City of Abundance is safe. I know there will be many sacrifices, but my Ed, I hope you can overcome these difficulties.”

"Yes, I will never fail the mission you entrusted to me!" Ed raised his right fist without any hesitation, as if taking an oath. When he saw Roman nod with satisfaction, he felt a sense of relief and a faint joy welled up in his heart.

……

The military camp was deserted; the rest of the brothers from the other battalions had all followed Roman to another battlefield.

The 13th Battalion was the last battalion remaining in Plenty City, and their departure meant the city was completely empty. Only police and militia patrolled the area as backup forces to guard against fleeing bandits. But their departure was also to protect Plenty City from foreign invasion.

Ed gathered his brothers, and the twenty-five squad leaders completed their roll call task without a single one absent. They stood neatly in the training ground, like a forest.

Ed explained the situation succinctly: "Our mission is to hold off the enemy, defend our land, and await the return of our prince."

Yesterday, the 5,000-strong professional team, in conjunction with the White Steel Princess, defeated the main force of Beast and Lavender in the bottom lane, returning in triumph.

Today, His Highness Roman personally led a large army to confront the central enemy, fighting against five opponents alone. No one doubted that he would lose this battle.

However, on the same day, the situation on the road was not optimistic.

Because the enemy was marching at full speed on the Black Iron Road, heading straight for the City of Abundance.

The enemies along the way came from swamps and islands. The mercenaries and islanders were not to be trifled with; they were all warlike people with a fierce style.

It is said that Ionis, the King of the Black Iron, promised them a plundering order, allowing mercenaries and islanders to freely loot money and food across the Black Iron lands to replenish their military supplies.

Therefore, they came with great momentum and high morale, numbering over 30,000, with the remainder being logistics personnel and laborers, totaling 70,000.

In comparison, the troop strength available to the city of Fengrao is not optimistic.

The combined garrison strength of the three fortresses—Coldwind Town, Slater, and Shane Territory—is only a little over a thousand men. Even including the Thirteenth Battalion, the total number is less than two thousand.

Moreover, the 13th Battalion is not a professional battalion.

They were ordinary battalions, rank-and-file soldiers, and reserves for professional battalions. They had to learn spears, bows and arrows, swords and shields, hand-to-hand combat... They had to learn everything, but they weren't proficient in anything, only possessing basic combat skills.

But that's not why they backed down.

Because their families had all moved to Plenty City. They had all received relocation allowances from His Highness Roman, and they could not possibly desert their posts.

Evil is right in front of you, but your family is behind you.

We cannot retreat, or everyone will suffer.

The mercenaries of the swamp are notorious, and the stubborn islanders are equally brutal.

It is better to trust the sword in their hand than their mercy.

Ed led his troops on an immediate march north along the Black Iron Road. The farther they could intercept the enemy, the safer Plenty City would be.

……

This wilderness is often desolate, with only occasional signs of human presence.

In the past, in a peaceful environment, this land actually developed quite well, with frequent comings and goings of horsemen, caravans, merchants, artisans, and others.

However, in the past two years, as the reputation of the blasphemers began to spread, no outsider has dared to set foot on this land.

Then, due to the war, this wilderness suddenly declined significantly.

The punitive expeditionary force came, but was defeated by Roman.

The holy war army came, but was defeated by Roman.

Then Roman arrived, revealing his ambition for expansion. He annexed five sizable noble territories in one fell swoop and plundered a large number of people.

Even so, remnants of villages and manors still remain scattered across this land.

They are just scattered.

The inhabitants there lived in constant fear, neighboring the blasphemers and the city of abundance, lest they be awakened one night by the sound of soldiers banging on their doors.

Everyone was tormented by the war, and the fear tormented them for a long time, but as the days went by, the fear gradually diminished.

As soon as Ed and the Thirteenth Squad left the area of ​​Plenty City, they saw thick black smoke rising from the ground, like dark clouds obscuring the distant sky.

(End of this chapter)