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    August 6, 1666 (mday+127)

    Jena Front, Imperial Side

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    Everyone in the Imperial Army saw an unexpected scene: in front of more than 10,000 people from both sides on the battlefield, the Free Army's trap defeated the Minister of Security.

    Everyone saw the rainbow light falling like a rainstorm from the sky. Commanders with telescopes could even see the curve of Sid's flight in the air.

    It＊s hard to say how much of a blow this incident caused to the Imperial people, but the entire front fell into silence.  Almost no one spoke and no one acted.

    Even the silver dragon Mara repeated in her cold voice: "Denika. We are in trouble."

    "I know," Denica looked around, sizing up the condition of this trouble, "I know."

    ??Absolutely full of quality.

    A dozen guns were lying flat on the ground, and the muzzles of more than thirty guns were stuck diagonally in the soil.  Dozens of horses have lost control of their owners and are wandering aimlessly.  This is nothing, there is even a guy with the rank of lieutenant kneeling on the ground praying to God, with all his subordinates!

    "This is not the most elite military governor brigade in the empire. It is clearly a defeated army!"

    This complaint was swirling on Denika＊s lips, but she finally didn＊t say it.

    Before the opponent's counterattack begins, she must first solve the morale problem.  With this kind of troops, it would be impossible for her to stop the enemy's main army.

    The girl in a lavender general's dress casually threw the telescope aside, and her chief adjutant, Major Edith Magnum, "Fog Hawk" hurriedly picked it up.

    "Edith, summon the officers now!"

    After long-term cooperation, the two people have developed an indescribable tacit understanding; "Fog Eagle" Edith has been lurking in the south as a spy for a long time, and she can understand the loneliness that Denika always experiences.

    "As you command, Your Highness!"

    The officers gathered quickly.  These guys with bloodstains on their uniforms and armor formed a semicircle around Denika, and were naturally divided into two small square formations according to the troops: the officer corps of the Overlord Brigade and the 7th Brigade occupied the left and right wings respectively.  .

    There is a reason why the gathering speed is so fast: after the last attack, the commanders of the three troops of the Royal Overseer Brigade, the Imperial 7th Brigade and the Feigota Brigade all rushed to the front line, with the distance from each other no more than a hundred meters.

    "His Excellency Sid Naser has temporarily lost contact with us." Denika cleared her throat and said loudly in a voice that everyone could hear, "As the commander of the Feigota Brigade, I will take over in order.  After passing the overall command authority, the commander of the 7th Brigade obtained the second command authority〞〞"

    An officer from the military governor's brigade raised his hand: "Your Highness, the commander of the seventh brigade has died in the line of duty. The deputy brigade commander is in command."

    Dinica bit her lip and accepted the news that was not unexpected: "-Then, as the royal governor, Her Royal Highness Princess Olya will be given the second command in turn. You don't have any objections, right?"

    "Your Highness Feigota!"

    Several officers from the Overlord Brigade interrupted her at the same time.  The Royal Governor's Brigade is one of the few brigades in the Imperial Army that does not have deputy positions, because nominally the brigade commander is His Majesty himself, and even Sid Naser is only the acting brigade commander.  These people looked at each other, and quickly reached a consensus in this eye contact, and elected the most senior baron colonel to speak as the representative of the entire brigade: "The top priority now is to remove the trapped Excellency from the enemy's  Rescue him from the siege and lead us to annihilate the enemy again! We should attack with the whole army!"

    Hearing this, Denika coughed violently, not knowing how to answer this complete wishful thinking.  She knew that the Governor's Brigade was famous for its ability to bleed and fight desperately. She also knew that this unit was a death squad of the Ministry of Security. It had always only performed two tasks: assault and supervising operations. It was a special unit loyal only to His Majesty the Emperor and the Minister of Security.

    But she didn＊t expect that the remaining leaders of this unit would choose such extreme tactics!

    "Don't they know that they might lose all their chips?"

    This sentence only made waves in Denika＊s mind, but she still didn＊t dare to say it out loud.  Her eyes subconsciously turned to the other officers, secretly hoping that the opinion just now was just the opinion of the colonel.

    However, the panicked staff officers suddenly cheered up.  Denika was surprised to see that these guys who seemed lost a moment ago suddenly had a backbone and began to communicate excitedly in low voices - not discussing the problems behind this order, but how to execute this order!

     "Your Excellency is a high-level magician who has mastered absolute defensive magic. All magic and foreign objects cannot pass through the barrier of his absolute defensive magic ball."

    "The quickest way is to rescue you. We cannot avoid adversity. It is better to explain the current situation directly."

    Listening to these conversations, Danica gradually realized a serious problem.  She had always had a vague feeling that Sid had a formidable, monster-like organization, and it was still running normally after losing its leader.  And none of the members of this monster organization doubted Sid Naser's life and death - no one.  All staff officers in the Ministry of Security firmly believe that their commanders must still be alive no matter what the circumstances; these people only need a reasonable explanation and no need to question.

    Fortunately, the officers present belonged to more than one command, and the deputy commander of the 7th Brigade obviously did not support the rash plan of the Warlord Brigade.

    "Do you really want to fight a war based on this presumption? This is crazy! Our mission is to establish an outpost here to receive follow-up troops! We should avoid the enemy's edge and retreat to regroup!"

    "Are you going to back down? Our duty is to shoot every coward." The colonel of the Overlord Brigade showed no sign of weakness.

    "But Rasta has already failed once! We can't afford the loss of a second failure to set up an advance base!"

    ※Can failure be avoided by retreating?§

    The tit-for-tat confrontation between the two quickly evolved into a full-scale confrontation between the two officer corps.  The well-dressed officers shouted insults, naming each other cowards and cowards, trolls and goblins, slugs and slimes.  Denika looked at these people in astonishment: Where has their grace gone?

    "Can't you see, these guys have more than twenty titles in total." Olya explained with a wry smile, "Danika, which tactic do you think is more advantageous?"

    "I'm thinking about it," Denica replied.

    Olya waited patiently for a moment.  She saw Dinika's fingers tapping lightly and her eyes blinking non-stop. She had no intention of continuing to explain, so she had to tug on Dinika's sleeve again: "Don't you think you should analyze the situation to stop it?"  Them?"

    "It's not time yet," Denika shook her head.  She could read the suspicion in the eyes of the officers on both sides.  "The Overlord Brigade advocates a desperate move. The enemy should have already committed their final reserves. If they can be defeated, there will be a chance to capture Jena directly. It is very tempting."

    "There should be a but, right?"

    Denica took over, "But, as the 7th Brigade said, this is not our mission. Our mission is to lay down a strong position and wait for the follow-up troops to arrive. Even if the trip is delayed, as long as the main force arrives within three days, we  We can still win. Rasta's rash advance is a bad precedent."

    "But, the opponent chose to go all-out? Don't they need to wait for the follow-up troops?"

    "They are also needed. But they are attacked from both sides, and time is our friend"

    Denika suddenly stopped talking, she felt her teeth trembling slightly.  There seems to be something wrong with my own plan.

    What is this strange feeling?

    "If I am Conte Fox. I am in the inside position. The force I have is equal to the enemy's force in front. This is my position. But I choose to counterattack with all my strength, even at the risk of the last reserves."

    Location.  A flash of light flashed.

    "Why?"

    The map unfolded in her mind, connecting all the locations into a line.  Starting from the far north and going south, all the positions are: Feigota's Department - Lopez's Department - Fox's Department - her Panhandle Army - the Free Army's delayed troops - the main force of the Imperial Army.

    In the Imperial Army's encirclement network, the Free Army is on the inside and has the ability to choose its opponents independently for a period of time.

    "What if I was Claude Lopez. I was the centerpiece of the dessert. I controlled the inside position. I fought from the northern position, but I knew the enemy in the south was the biggest threat. I couldn't let the opponent get a foothold.  . But I am haunted by the enemy in front of me."

    Entangled.  Another flash of light flashed through.

    "IfI defeat the enemy in the north now? Then I will order the laggard troops in the south to attack with all their strength and not give the enemy's vanguard a chance to retreat and reorganize-"

    Answer.  Danica began to tremble, tremble, tremble.

    Seeing that her face turned pale, Olia shook her arm vigorously, calling her back to the real world from her reasoning: "Denika? Are you okay?"

    "This won't work. Krad will appear at any time. We have to leave a rearguard force and then join the main force, right away!"

    How could she say this??is shouted.  All the officers in the quarrel turned their heads and stared at Danica with a look that could not tell what it meant.

    "It's ridiculous that an illegitimate daughter from the countryside can fight." Denika heard someone whisper.  Magicians have very good hearing, but this person really meant it to her.

    Denika＊s true identity is a secret.  In the eyes of ordinary military officers, she was just a big-breasted and brainless illegitimate daughter of an aristocrat who was inexplicably favored by the emperor and commanded the most elite army in name only.  No regular army officer was willing to accept the command of this country girl of unknown origin.

    "I think Your Highness needs to reconsider this decision," the colonel of the military governor's brigade emphasized word by word, "What tactics are best for our army."

    Danica begins to realize that this is not just a mess, but a mess filled with distrust.

    Danica doesn＊t know who will accept her order.  Can she trust the Overseer Brigade?  Can she trust the 7th Brigade?  Can she even trust her own Feigota Brigade?

    She wants to save these armies, but it seems so difficult.  Here she is not the "general's daughter", here she is the "questionable commander".  She suddenly began to miss the identity of the fake princess she had used - when she used that identity, people would be surprised by her every decisive decision and praise her every outstanding performance.

    But not now.  Princess Orya was standing behind her.

    "Klad will come." Her inherited strategic talent was calculating, "Protect the effective forces to the maximum extent, retreat, and re-build the defense line."

    "It can't be done," her subconscious said. "There is no way I can get this army to carry out my orders. They don't believe me."

    Tremble, tremble, tremble.  The body was shaking uncontrollably.

    Danica knew what this emotion was.  This is the emotion that the people in front of them who are arguing and thinking wishfully are trying to hide.

    This emotion is called fear.

    The fear of losing control of everything.  Fear of a hopeless situation.  Fear drives these officers paranoid and crazy.  No one wants to follow in the footsteps of the Rasta tribe. This paranoia confuses their judgment. Losing Sid completely made this unit lose their confidence in winning.

    If the other side＊s commander saw this scene, he would probably laugh out loud with joy.

    She didn't know what to do.  She even felt like she didn't want to know what to do.  She didn't know how to get out of this situation.  Magical genius doesn't seem to help.

    At this moment, a voice came from behind them, changing the topic for Denika.

    "Get out of the way! I brought the commander's final order!"

    Everyone, including Yinlong, turned their heads and stared at the man galloping towards him.

    The person who came was a woman wearing a red military uniform of the Free Army, but wearing a black officer's cape of the Overlord Brigade outside.  Her military cap was pushed down quite low, but it couldn't hide her green hair and seductive charm.

    Her right hand was still dripping with blood and looked like she had suffered a gunshot wound.  This hand was quickly making a gesture in the air that represented the "most urgent situation" in the regulations of the Royal Security Department.  Not every guard recognized the gesture, but every colonel in the Overseer's Brigade did, and they immediately let the man go.

    "What's your name and class?" Edith took a step forward and stood in front of her mistress.  She had no idea her commander knew the man.

    The green-haired woman reined in the horse, jumped off the horse, and answered without hesitation: "Secret Liaison Officer of the Southern General Administration's Kengel Division, Major Majia Veri."

    The officers of the Overlord Brigade clearly showed suspicion in their eyes, because no one knew this person.  Everyone focused their attention on Denika.

    Denika suppressed her emotions and looked at the person in front of her.  All the appearance and characteristics indicate that this woman is Magia Veri, Sid's ghost slave.  Of course she wasn't a major, but why was she here?  Shouldn't she be by his side?

    She turned around unconsciously, and of course she didn't see Magia's phantom.  This finally allowed her to confirm the fact: Sid did have an accident, so that Magia, whose soul was enslaved, gained her body and the right to move freely.  The clever shadow politician can run much faster than Sid.

    But there are still many details that have not been answered.  Denika temporarily suppressed the doubts in her heart and reluctantly testified: "Majia is one of Sir Sid's closest magic officers. She is the secret liaison officer of the Ministry of Security in the south. I am in Kengel  I＊ve seen her before.§

    The words "secret liaison officer" seem to explain everything, and no one questions it.  No one believed that they knew all of Sid's informants and inspectors, let alone many members of the Security Department who had only one line of contact.  The chief directors of the Royal Security Department in charge of southern intelligence work are not here, and these officers are even more afraid to speak.

    Seeing that her identity was recognized, the green-haired woman quickly walked towards Denika: "Please forgive my rudeness, Your Highness von Feigota, the situation is urgent. Because the other party's magic attack is too fierce, the minister has now used  Absolute defensive magic cuts off all connections between him and the outside world."

    "It's true." This fact coincided with the judgment of the officers, and they immediately accepted it.

    "He used his last moment to send a message to the nearest me. The message was like this -"

    After attracting everyone＊s attention with these words, Majia pursed her lips and perfectly acted out Sid＊s iron-faced look.

    "I have a way to protect myself. Let the troops retreat and regroup. Under the command of Denika."

    These few short words are indeed Sid's ordering style.  The officers of the Overlord Brigade looked at each other, but in the end they all nodded reluctantly.  Majia blinked, put away her cold expression, and continued to add: "The above, this is the commander's final order."

    ※I don＊t know if it was an illusion, but Danika felt like she was blinking at herself.  There are many verifiable facts in Magia's words, and they do sound very authentic and convincing.  This sentence is also very beneficial to Denika. Her status in the chain of command is already high, and Margia's testimony adds to the weight of her command power

    But she just couldn't believe that Sid had time to hand over command at the last moment of the fierce battle.  Just like she would never believe that Hidden would let this woman go free.

    This is a show of goodwill, this is a deliberate political investment.  Majia's ability is indeed amazing. She immediately saw the dilemma faced by Denika and conceived an execution plan that could solve this problem.  Now even if someone blatantly disobeys Denika's orders, she can still fight back head-on〞〞

    "I question it! Lord Sid doesn't know this woman's plan, we can't retreat!"

    The colonel of the military governor's brigade still tried to resist, but he was already much weaker.  There was a look of hesitation on the officers' faces -

    ※It＊s now,§ a voice repeated in Denika＊s head, ※It＊s now.§

    She no longer felt afraid.

    There are so many people standing behind her: the peerless politician Majia Veri.  The first princess of the empire, Olia Hugh Coleman.  Edith Magnum, the best spy in the Ministry of Security.  And of course Mara the Silver Dragon.

    The best women on this continent gathered around her.

    "If I were a man, would this be called a harem?"

    She doesn't care what their motives are.  Even if no one truly trusted her, she didn't care.

    This is the place she has always wanted: a place where no one else can rely on.  She abandoned her relatives, friends, and childhood sweethearts just to get such a piece of sky that belonged only to herself.

    It looks very much like the cursed bloodline of the Lopez family.  Although I hate that father the most, my behavior is really similar to his.

    "Anyway, thank you all."

    Denika rubbed her eyes.  She was no longer confused, and her eyes showed determination.

    "Tell me, according to the imperial law, what is the crime of refusing the commander's order in public on the battlefield? Article 11."

    "Eleven" The colonel froze.

    "Military judge! Article 11 of the Royal Military Code!" Denika did not miss this moment and immediately asked.

    Even Denika can recite the numbers of the various articles of the Imperial Code because it was established during the First War of Freedom - by the southern separatists the Empire most hated.  It is a sacred law shared by both the Imperial Army and the Free Army.  Her biological father once said that it is not only the military law of the Free Army, but also the real strength of the Free Army.

    "Article 11 of the Royal Military Code. All members of the army must obey and immediately execute the orders of their superior officers, higher-ranking officers or substitute officers. Violatorsviolators"

    The emperor faithfully inherited the design intention of this military law and used it to smash the feudal army and mercenary army system of the old era to pieces.  The brigade commander is dead and there is still the deputy brigade commander.  The deputy brigade commander is dead and there is still the chief of staff.  No army on this battlefield will collapse just because one or two commanders lose their combat effectiveness.

    All soldiers and officers are not only driven by honor, but also bound by strict military laws.

    The colonel swallowed his saliva and answered with difficulty: " Violators will be executed."

    This is the new army.  Although the empire is unwilling to admit it, although the naming of their military establishment and command system is still full of remnants of the old era, they use terms such as "Knights", "Army Priests" and "Palace Guards" to try to pretend to be a "seaman".  "The ministerial system is still being implemented", but in fact they are no different from the Free Army opposite.  War is the cruel goddess of fate, which will eliminate all unsuitable tactics and punish all incompetent people and systems to death.  The feudal military system is already a story a hundred years ago.

    "very good."

    Danica took two steps forward without hesitation, raised her right hand, and the muzzle of the silver revolver was pressed against the chest of the captain of the military governor's brigade.  Before the man's face turned pale, she raised her hand and pulled the trigger.

    The bullet slid past the colonel's shoulder.  Even though he had undergone a full set of agent training, the baron's legs weakened and he knelt on the ground.

    "This is for His Excellency Nasser's sake. Guards, take him down and leave him for His Majesty the Emperor's trial. This will not happen again!"

    "Youyou" The colonel seemed to want to say something to turn the situation around.

    "I know that my sentence is cruel." Denika did not give him a chance to continue, "because I deprived you of the glorious right to fight. I want all of you to know that our retreat is not  Out of reckless judgment, not out of fear, but because it is the only way to change the future of the Empire."

    There is only one way.  There is only one way to make these people believe in themselves.

    "I will not retreat with the main force. I will inherit the wishes of His Excellency Sid Naser. The flag of freedom that he failed to take down will be taken down by me, Denika Willen von Feigota!"

    Denika waved her hand, called her maid, and stretched out her hand to her.

    "Give me that weapon. The one that can suppress the opponent's magic."

    The maids looked at each other: "The weapon that suppresses magicyou mean 'that', right? Marquis Atlas is using it now, and he may also be in urgent need of this sword."

    Danica nodded: "But he must understand the urgency of the situation."

    Like most large families, the Fegota family's treasure is actually a magically protected dimensional bag that can be used by anyone with family permission.  Of course, as the adopted daughter, Denika can also use the most famous weapon of the Fegota family.

    "In the name of von Fegotta, I command humility!"

    She put her hand into the dimensional bag sent by the maid and took out the "Humility".

    ??A famous sword that was once kept by the great nobles of the south and the Medical Knights.  Created by the Order of Saint Damila who advocates humility, and then enchanted by bald missionaries from the far east, this famous sword implements the concept of "breaking magic seals" and is known for its excellent magic defense and ranged anti-magic capabilities.  The status of this sword in the field of anti-magic weapons is equivalent to the position of "Justice" in the field of inspiring weapons or the "Arbiter of the Covenant" in the field of transforming weapons.

    The sword is very light and can be easily wielded with one hand; the blade is very long, and it is long enough to be used as a two-handed sword for slashing.  This is a big sword, a sword that represents the achievements of modern metallurgy.  This kind of sword, which is made by mixing the advantages of various swords, is contemptuously called "mongrel sword" by traditional swordsmen who use broadswords and long swords.  In the early days of the Liberty War, this weapon was very popular. In the south and the transitional countryside, Royalists and Liberals used this weapon to duel and kill each other.  Protestant "duelists" armed with hybrid swords ran among the castles in the southern territories, using their skilled skills to assassinate royalist nobles. Many of them later became members of the southern government.  This is a rare romantic era of swordsmen in history. Firearms and new magic have once again eliminated old-fashioned heavy armor, and sharp blades once again trump war hammers and spears.

    Denika unsheathed her sword and looked at the blade.  The blade was still stained with fresh blood, and eight oriental square characters were engraved on the sword.

    "Miss, these eight characters are the starting words, pronounced as -"

    The maid was about to explain, but Denika shook her head and said she didn＊t need it.  She read out the eight words one by one.

    "All dharmas have no self, and Nirvana is silent."

    The magic power is concentrated on the wrist, and it is constantly attracted forward.  Denika's wrist flicked, and the sword flew in her hand. She felt the scope of the anti-magic area swept by the sword wind.

    "You guys give me the firing line."

    She took a step forward, her sword pointed at the freedom flag in the distance, and the silver pure energy flames on her left hand gathered.  Those magic officers couldn't help but start whispering: Even in the Mage Association, not many people can cast magic of this level.  In comparison, although the opponent's pipe organ ray network is large in number, the power of a single beam is much weaker.??.

    "Super magic - power up - extremely effective - powerful - the target itself, ray rain!"

    A beam of light almost as thick as her arm flew out of her left hand and broke into dozens of rays of various colors in mid-air.  These rays made a small circle in the air, forming a group of beautiful fireworks, and shot back towards herself.  Taking advantage of this time, Denika held the hilt of the sword with both hands, prepared her stance, and struck out before the ray flew back.

    The sword edge drew a beautiful zigzag line in the air. This precise and beautiful anti-zigzag line covered all the space in front of her, and all the magic groups disappeared without a trace.

    Seeing this effect, not to mention ordinary officers, even Princess Olia was a little excited: "If you can block the organ, Dinika, you can definitely block it!"

    Danica put the big sword on her shoulder, looking heroic.  She glanced at the whole place with a deliberately fake and slightly disdainful look.

    "I need some knights! Some brave and noble knights, some knights who can block the enemy's attack when I go to take down the enemy's flag of freedom! The enemy's attack is about to begin. Which troops dare to stay in this dead place as rearguard?  Remember, your battle performance is related to whether Her Highness Olya can evacuate safely."

    Nearly all the officers hesitated.  This is different from a desperate assault. Everyone knows that the rearguard troops will be at a comprehensive disadvantage and will have a narrow escape.  Officers who are supported by their subordinates are worried about the lives of their subordinates, officers who are confident in their combat effectiveness are afraid of too much damage to their troops, and unpopular officers are afraid of temporary betrayal by their troops. Officers who previously opposed Denika's proposal were not wary out of instinct.  Agree immediately.  A few people wanted to take steps, but stopped when they saw no reaction from their colleagues.

    Only one voice agreed without hesitation.

    "I will be the defender. With you. You are a reliable fighter."

    The daughter of the Silver Dragon, who was taller than all the men, took a step forward and answered coldly.  Denika noticed that Olia secretly winked at Mara.

    "It's like throwing a stone into a calm soup pot.  Male humans can no longer treat it calmly - the opponent is not only a female, but also a reptile.  Volunteer officers came forward one after another, and the number of rearguard troops increased.  The commanders of the Warlord Brigade, the 7th Brigade, and the Feigota Brigade all stood up.

    Danica quietly calculated, one-tenth, one-eighth, one-sixth of the total force

    The charge horn of the opposing camp sounded.  She felt the force was enough.

    Denika took a deep breath and gave the order: "That's it. Edith, you command the rearguard force! Your Highness Olia, please be in charge of the retreating force! Give up your prejudices! Fight together! My order  There is only one-"

    I wonder what the enemy commander will say?  She has her own way.

    ※Stay alive, my brave knights!§

    Danica did not expect that she would give this order repeatedly in her future life.

    The final attack of the Free Army has begun.  She ran to Mara and hugged her shoulders tightly.  The silver-haired girl shook her body and returned to her original shape.

    "Don't worry and take off, Mara. Leave all the magic to me to offset it!"

    The dragon took off.

    Beneath the dragon's silver wings, the Jena army's offensive is advancing.

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    Sorry for the late National Day chapter I'm busy with some things.

    Note: In fact, the original text of this military law should be ShallSufferdeath. It must be more imposing and murderous  I originally wanted to write directly as "decision" or "execution of the death penalty immediately", but in the end, I felt that the destructive atmosphere was still calculated.

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