After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

Upon hearing that an army of more than 20,000 men had arrived, even Elena's expression turned serious.

In Green Gorge City, the Second Regiment now has only two thousand men resting within the city. Of the troops scattered throughout the central district, only the cavalry can receive orders in time to return.

If you calculate the number of people, it's only a little over four thousand, barely a fraction of the other side's number.

Alini knew that a battle was inevitable. She changed into a smart military uniform, slung two bone knives over her waist, and went to the military camp.

Kate, a cigarette dangling from his lips, gestured across the map with his fingers, calculating the enemy's marching speed. He took a deep drag, held the nearly burnt-out cigarette between two fingers, and looked up to see Eleanor striding towards him.

"My lady." Kate quickly exhaled smoke and bowed, but her gaze fell on the weapon at Elena's waist.

He stubbed out his cigarette with his finger, smiled knowingly, and said confidently, "My lord, there's no need to worry. How many private soldiers could a mere marquis have? I estimate he has at most six thousand capable soldiers, and the rest are just a hastily assembled rabble."

Walking up to the map, Elena lowered her eyes and said in a deep voice, "Even so, we can't be careless."

"Yes, sir. But please rest assured, if we lose this battle, I will cut off my own head and send it to the Duke as an apology."

Elena glanced at him. "What would the Duke do with your head? You are the commander of a division. The purpose of war is to benefit the country. How to gain greater benefits for the Northern Territory in the war is what you should be thinking about."

Kate nodded emphatically. "Understood."

Seeing that Commander Kate already had a plan, Elena stopped bothering her and stepped out of the tent to ponder the purpose of Marquis Herder's sudden military intervention.

The Duke traded the antidote for the plague for the King's tacit approval of the Northern Army's plundering. Currently, only the Royal City and the Northern Territories within the kingdom are producing this antidote.

In order to obtain the antidote from the king, some nobles surrendered their loyalty, while others surrendered their wealth. Therefore, in the short term, the king and the duke were in a win-win situation.

Those nobles were certainly not concerned about the lives and health of their own people; they were simply worried that once some lords recovered from the plague, they would quickly turn on other territories.

After all, the Northern Territory is the best example.

Elena judged that Marquis Herder's expedition to the Northern Territory was most likely not authorized by the King, and that he was just a foolish fellow who thought he was invincible after the storm had passed.

……

"Pah, what kind of bullshit antidote is this? I think it's not even as good as bone powder made from slaves. Only eating that can cure all diseases."

In the seemingly endless army, Marquis Herder sat on horseback, dressed in imposing attire, but he broke out in a cold sweat after only a short time.

Herder has been in a bad mood lately. It's one thing for the young king to make exorbitant demands, but what is this Oswald anyway? He's like a bandit who hasn't seen anything good in eight hundred years, daring to come to his territory and plunder, taking people and valuables with him.

They looted it so thoroughly!

Hmph, you greenhorn! Back when I was fighting alongside your father, you weren't even fully grown yet!

Held was exhausted after less than fifteen minutes of activity. He wiped his sweat, waved to the old man beside him, and said, "I'm going to get some noodles. Karl, the army is in your hands now."

Karl stroked his gray beard and watched as the Marquis, with the help of his attendants, gave up riding and climbed back into the carriage. The sounds of women's voices immediately filled the air, and Karl sighed almost imperceptibly.

If the Marquis hadn't insisted on leading the army himself, they could have caught the northern territories completely off guard...

From afar, scouts returned to report that the Northern Army had appeared more than ten miles away, numbering about five thousand, more than half of whom were cavalry.

"So fast?"

Karl was somewhat surprised, but what surprised him even more was that the Northern Army, with such a small force, dared to take the initiative to fight!

Karl realized this was an opportunity. If they could get close to Green Gorge, they could indeed cut off the Northern army's retreat, but their daily logistical costs would be enormous, and there was a risk that their supply lines would be cut off by the Northern cavalry.

Now that the Northern Army has taken the initiative to fight, they can take this opportunity to annihilate their forces.

"Order the troops to form ranks and halt their advance!"

Orders were passed around the troops, and it was clear that the army's combat skills were lacking. Several minutes later, the entire force finally came to a halt.

"Karl, what happened?"

The Marquis, spitting out powder and cursing, poked his head out, only to hear Karl reply in a deep voice, "Prepare yourselves, Marquis, the Northern army is upon us."

As the two armies drew closer, the scouts became increasingly active, and began hunting each other down.

Teemo accurately shot down the enemy scout with an arrow, rushed forward and quickly cut off the enemy's head, then returned to his team to celebrate in a showy manner.

The soldiers cheered, and finally, when they were only two miles apart, Kate ordered the army to halt. He and Eleanor then rode forward to observe the enemy's formation.

It was obvious that the enemy had placed their main force at the rear of their ranks, where the soldiers were better equipped and their formation was more orderly.

Kate realized that the enemy's vanguard soldiers were concentrated on both flanks. The enemy intended to lure them into charging their main force, and then have the soldiers on both flanks intercept and kill them layer by layer, thus weakening the cavalry's momentum before pushing forward in one fell swoop and annihilating the Northern army from three sides.

"The enemy commander is quite knowledgeable about military affairs. In this way, the new recruits can also exert their combat effectiveness. Even if the front line collapses, the main force in the rear will not be affected."

Hearing Kate's praise, Eleanor said coldly, "If they want to ambush us layer by layer, we'll ambush them layer by layer."

"That's what I think too." Kate quickly devised an attack plan and solemnly bowed to Eleanor for instructions.

"My lord, we have over two thousand cavalry, more than a thousand of whom are elite soldiers who can lead the infantry in a full-speed charge to clear the way. The other thousand knights, heavily armored and mounted, will be sent out last to intercept the enemy's main force."

"After the cavalry clears the way, they should immediately turn around and charge out of the enemy lines, quickly circling behind the enemy. I speculate that this is the location of the enemy commander or Marquis Herder. With a pincer attack from both sides, the enemy's main force will surely be thrown into chaos."

The plan was well-arranged. Elena nodded, her gaze resolute. "We'll do as you say. I'll personally lead the cavalry, a swift and decisive battle to settle the score!"

Waaaaah~

A muffled bugle call sounded, and under the tense gaze of the Marquis's army, the Northern Army's cavalry vanguard and infantry slowly advanced. When the two armies were less than a mile apart, they suddenly began to accelerate.

"Fire! Fire the arrows!"

A hail of arrows rained down, but Elena spurred her horse on, increasing her speed once more, and charged into the enemy ranks almost single-handedly.

The twin blades drew forth one hot, bloody head after another. Seeing their leader's bravery, the soldiers roared in unison, facing the rain of arrows without flinching, charging forward at full speed, tearing through the enemy's defensive formation like sharp blades.

A wave of attacks swept across the land like mercury, with swathes of flesh and blood gushing out. Carlton, who was stationed at the rear, immediately changed his expression. It seemed that he had underestimated the fighting power of the Northern Army. He quickly ordered the soldiers on both sides to intercept and kill them.

From the air, one could see the Northern Army tearing open the enemy's center like a bulldozer, while at the same time, enemy soldiers on both sides moved in laterally and quickly clashed with the Northern Army's infantry.

The cavalry continued their rapid advance, trampling any soldiers who dared to stand in their way under their iron hooves. Amidst the neighing of men and horses, the forest of spears was stained with streams of blood. Within minutes, the enemy's vanguard was thrown into chaos.

Another large force came to intercept them from the side, and this time it was Federico and his men's turn to ambush them.

"Change formation! Change formation! Swordsmen and shieldmen forward, spearmen follow me, charge!"

Federico, clad in heavy armor, roared, and two hundred soldiers immediately followed him, turning away from the cavalry to meet the Marquis's army, which outnumbered them far.

As the only heavily armored soldier in the team, Federico knew the weight of his responsibility. He adjusted his breathing and, at the moment the two sides clashed, gripped his battle axe, lowered his head, and charged in with all his might.

"Kill them! Kill them!"

After halting the enemy's advance, Federico suddenly spread his arms, shaking off the soldiers who were pinning him down, and wildly hacked at the enemy from left to right with his battle axe.

Blood splattered everywhere as spears pierced his armor, but Federico didn't budge an inch. He roared and pushed the enemy soldiers down. With the support of archers, swordsmen and shieldmen also came to his side through the gap.

"Fei Sanbai! Hand over the side to us, keep going!"

The swordsman cut down a soldier, charged forward, held his shield to Federico's side, and shouted at him.

Arrows struck the approaching enemy with precision. After regaining their footing, the spearmen finally regrouped and, together with their agile crossbowmen, lined up neatly behind Federico.

Everything was ready. Federico wiped the bits of flesh from his face, his expression contorted with rage, and gave the order to attack.

"Form ranks and break through them!"

Not far away, he saw an even smaller Northern army that had not only successfully blocked his prepared ambush force but was also launching counterattacks. This absurd scene made Karl, who had fought for decades, let out a long sigh.

Sure enough, the Northern Army, having experienced war, was far more valiant than the Central Army soldiers.

As the cavalry drew closer to his main force, Karl was about to change his attack plan and send his main force into the battle when he saw that beautiful red figure suddenly turn around and lead the cavalry to break through from the side with overwhelming force.

Is this... an attempt to attack from behind?

Karl was stunned for a moment, then gave the order to shrink the main force formation and place the Marquis in the center for protection.

However, after he had done all this, the earth began to tremble once again.

The Knights, the core troops of the Northern Territory whom Oswald had rarely used, were all loyal and good men of the Northern Territory. They had finally waited for this day to prove their abilities!

Once the road was completely cleared, the heavily armored knights launched a mass charge, accelerating almost unimpeded as they raised their heavy lances in droves.

The atmosphere on the battlefield became even more somber because of their presence. The galloping warhorses stirred up dust in the north wind, and by the time Karl tried to do something, it was too late.

These humanoid tanks on the battlefield overwhelmed his main force in a single encounter, churning through flesh and blood like steel nails hammered by an iron hammer, and hammering in heavily.