Warlords of the witcher world

Chapter 175 The Emperor's Plan

Vizima, the capital of Temeria, has now become Nilfgaard's most important occupation in the north with the arrival of the Emperor.

The city and its surroundings were now filled with members of the Nilfgaardian Guard, Emhyr's most staunch and fanatical supporters, who would not tolerate any degree of insult to the Emperor.

Therefore, the citizens of Vizima are now more cautious. After all, if they say the wrong thing, they may be arrested by the Nilfgaardians.

The Vizima palace in Temeria has now completely become Nilfgaardian.

The lilies of Temeria are mostly gone, replaced by the golden sun of Nilfgaard.

More and more people came to see the emperor. There were always a large number of people waiting for the emperor's summons in the palace. Unfortunately, it was difficult for most of them to see the emperor, so they could only wait there anxiously.

And now, the emperor is in the strategy hall in the Vizima Palace, in front of him is a huge sand table that depicts the terrain of the northern domain in detail.

There were not many people in the room, except for the emperor's loyal guards wearing wing helmets, there was only Nilfgaard Marshal Hawat Mohan, and a young Nilfgaard nobleman, Morvon Vries.

The young Voorhis was wearing typical Nilfgaardian costumes, with black and gold as the main colors, and iron gloves on his hands, indicating his status as a soldier.

The huge Businessmen's Association logo hanging on his chest always emphasized his back.

The aristocrat is always very proud, has a clear understanding of his high status and its symbolic content, whether on the battlefield or in the salon, he is like a fish in water.

Commander of the Alba Division, a true Nilfgaardian, and a potential candidate for the throne.

Looking at the proud young general, Emhyr thought to himself that he was the one in the entire empire who knew the power and status of the young man in front of him and his father.

In 1268, when Morvr Voorhis was a child, Emhyr's opponents planned to overthrow Emperor Emhyr va Enrith and install a puppet emperor to power.

During the discussion, both Morvan and his father, Prince Fulis, emerged as potential candidates, and Prince Fulis also expressed ambiguity about the invitation.

However, before these conspirators could take action, Emperor En killed all the participants.

However, the political career of Morfan and his son did not seem to be affected by this, and the young Morfan was still soaring.

Emhyr knew that the reason why he pretended not to see the various actions of Prince Voorlis was very simple, that is, the power behind this representative was simply too great.

Prince Fulis is the leader of the Merchant Association, and almost all the nobles who have made a fortune in trade obey his orders, and their families have noble blood and are members of ancient families.

It was precisely because of such a lofty status and attitude of watching political struggles from the sidelines that even Emhyr did not dare to attack them rashly.

Even knowing that Prince Voorish's invitation to the traitors was ambiguous, Emhyr didn't dare to do anything.

Looking at the confident and leisurely face of the young man in front of him, Emhyr couldn't help but wonder, what is this young man thinking?He, like his father, always kept Emhyr wondering what they were thinking.

"Your Majesty, the layout of the front line is roughly like this. I still have to make my suggestion. Is the number of troops placed on the Pontar River too small? These troops cannot launch any effective offensive against the Redanians."

Marshal Hawat finished his introduction to the battle situation, then looked at the emperor, and put forward his suggestion again.

"That's it, I don't plan to attack on two fronts, and I won't repeat the lessons I learned in the last war. The Pontar River is just a feint attack on Redania. The place I really want to break through is Anglin , Hawat, I need you to go to the front line of Anglin and command the troops assembled there. As for the Pontal River, Morvan, you are in charge here."

The marshal bowed slightly to show his absolute obedience to the emperor's orders.

On the other side, the young Morfan put forward his own opinions and views,

"Of course I obey, Your Majesty, but if Radovid attacks me, how should I respond?"

Slippery, just like his father.The emperor commented silently.

However, he won't follow his will.

"You are fully responsible, General Morfan, I believe in your ability, you may gain someone with higher power in the future, how can you not even solve this small problem."

"Of course, Your Majesty, I will definitely complete the task. Then, let me retire first, and I have to organize the frontline army."

Morvan was not angry because of being rejected, nor did he show much emotion. He seemed very calm and just politely left the room.

Still like his father, Emhyr thought of Prince Voris, the roly-poly in Nilfgaardian politics.

The emperor felt as if he had seen Prince Fulis when he was young. Morfan's behavior was very similar to his father, and Fulis had educated his son very well.

"What do you think of this young man?"

Emhyr's question made Marshal Hawat hesitate for a while. He didn't understand what the emperor wanted to ask, nor did he know the emperor's attitude. Finally, he spoke cautiously,
"He is a very good young man. He has solid basic skills and is good at dealing with people. It is rare to see such a person among the young generation of the empire."

The marshal's evaluation is objective and harmless. Among the younger generation of the empire, Morvan is the most outstanding. Therefore, he is regarded as a powerful potential heir to the throne of the empire.

Nilfgaard does not mind the exchange of thrones among ancient families. Now that Emhyr has no descendants, everyone naturally thinks of Nilfgaard's traditional emperor selection model.

As for why a young man was pushed up... that's because the old people know that the grievances between them are too deep, and it's better to leave the matter to the young people than to hinder me and me to hinder you after taking the position.

"Excellent, indeed excellent, and his family is also very powerful..."

Emhyr's voice became smaller and smaller, and he thought of someone, the daughter who traveled across the worlds.

It would be great if she could marry Morvr Voorhis here, so that the blood of the Entrance family can also be passed down, and the descendants of the ancient blood will also sit on the throne of the empire.

However, it is still too far away to think about these things now. The important thing is to win this war.

"Hawat, let's go to the front line of Anglin. I hope to get the news that Anglin has been conquered as soon as possible."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

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"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound of artillery continued, and from time to time a cannonball hit the green water, causing a splash.

Surrounding their respective positions, the Nilfgaardians and the Ardians exchanged views continuously, projectiles and arrows flew everywhere, and someone was killed on the position from time to time, but soon someone came to take his place.

The monsters lurking in the water have long been frightened to hide away, because those who don't hide have been killed by human wars.

For the monsters of Anglin, this year is really difficult. Humans are desperately fighting in this swamp. These monsters who once ran amok here will be killed every minute when they are involved.

If Mrs. Scarlet is still there (the boss Mi Wei fought here), they still have the power to fight—although they will still be crushed—now they can only hide in the forest as much as possible.

However, the large number of corpses caused by the fighting also gave them a good news. There are so many corpses on the battlefield that can be eaten, but they must also be careful of being shot in the head by humans.

And to humans, Anglin is also like a hell.

Hot and dry environment, mosquitoes everywhere, and monsters that may appear at any time.

Compared with these, fighting is not a big problem.

Now in Anglin, both southerners and northerners think that dying here is not terrible.

And if you get injured, that's when the nightmare begins.

The sweltering environment makes the wound easily worsen, not to mention the mosquitoes flying around when they smell blood, and it is easy to be left behind for various reasons during wartime or transfer.

Even the Aedianites, who built many fortresses here, felt the same way.

They were no better than the Nilfgaardians, and Angrin's cruelty treated everyone fairly.

Everyone resisted entering the twisted forest of Anglin to fight because it was too terrifying.

It is easiest to soak half of your body in the water. There are not only enemies here, but also various monsters. It is not too easy for these things to kill people in the forest.

Moreover, there may be unknown viruses lurking in some places. Many people will suffer from incurable diseases and die painfully just after going somewhere in the forest.

There are even people who have been cursed by the elves and turned into some kind of deformed monsters.

Moreover, both sides will set up a large number of traps in the forest specifically aimed at injuring you. If you are injured in the forest, it is almost the same as dying.

For many, Anglin is like a war hell.

What they have to fight is not only the enemy, but also the nature of Anglin.

But what's worse is that they can't escape this hell, and the climax of the war is far from coming.

"Salute to the Protector!"

Accompanied by the powerful shouts of the sentries, the soldiers who were still a little listless quickly straightened their chests.

"What's the situation on the front line?"

Herme walked past those soldiers who looked a bit embarrassed. Their overalls were full of dirt, and it seemed that they hadn't been washed for a long time.

This is also normal. In Anglin, especially the core area of ​​Anglin, there are so many clean ones that tell you to do your laundry.

The water in this place must be filtered before it can be used, and if you want to drink it, you have to boil it. Washing clothes once a week is almost enough.

However, some extreme strongholds cannot even do this once a week, and Hemei is currently in such a stronghold.

Homer had seen in many reports the poor record of the Anglin frontline soldiers, but he was not clear about what kind of bad law it was.

But now that he saw it with his own eyes, he was very surprised.

Even on the defensive, the frontline soldiers are in such a bad situation, which is really beyond his expectation.

"The Nilfgaardians continue to attack us. We are abandoning the severely damaged strongholds to the Nilfgaardians little by little according to the plan. It can be seen that Nilfgaard has also invested a lot of resources here. They Once you occupy a stronghold, you will rebuild it at all costs. The battle on the Red Wharf side is the fiercest. It is the only major road in Anglin. The Red Wharf has now been turned into ruins due to the constant bombardment from both sides, but the battle is still going on. .”

Selchik talked about the battle on the front line for the Lord Protector, and beside him was Duke Alex.

Compared to when they were still in the court, these two people looked very unkempt, their clothes were barely clean, but they were both unshaven, and they were allowed to grow wildly like this.

Both of them had hard-to-hidden exhaustion in their eyes. It seemed that the long battle in Anglin had almost burned them out.

This time was different from the time when Herme and Mi Wei passed through Anglin quickly and went to Soden to fight against the Nilfgaardians.

And this time the battlefield is Anglin, the green hell.

Herme did not respond to Selchik's words, which were all things he had seen in the report.

The most important thing right now is to go to the command post, where Herme can learn more about the battle situation on the front line.

From time to time, Herme could always hear the roar of artillery, which meant that the two sides were shooting at each other somewhere in this wetland.

The current Anglin can be said to be the place with the highest artillery density in the world.

According to frontline reports obtained by Herme, the number of various artillery pieces in the hands of the Nilfgaardians is estimated to exceed one hundred, and this number is still increasing.

This made Hemei stunned. The number of artillery that the Adian people had here was only a few hundred.

He was quite amazed by Nilfgaard's powerful national power, thinking that Nilfgaard could produce so many artillery so quickly.

And that fortress did appear in front of everyone very quickly.

The first thing Herme saw was the towering tower of Anglin Fortress. The tower was made of white marble, showing a grayish white color.

It is very conspicuous in the green sea of ​​Anglin, and people in all directions can notice its existence immediately.

It was for this reason that the White Pagoda was built to make it more eye-catching, and a lot of manpower was spent to bring these stones in.

And next, what appeared in front of everyone was the high wall of Anglin Fortress.

Due to the limitation of local transportation conditions, the walls of this fortress are made of red bricks, so in the mouths of many soldiers, it is also called the red brick fortress.

Anglin Fortress occupies a large area, which is enough to accommodate more than 2 troops.

The Livians made great efforts in the construction of this fortress, and the main cost was paid by them.

It is also because of this that the Livians are mainly stationed in this fortress, and the Livian flag is mainly flying on the fortress.

The sentries on the tower saw the Lord Protector of Aedirn's team from a long way away, so when the Lord Protector's team approached, a deafening trumpet sounded from above.

Then the door opened in front of Herme, and a group of Livia knights walked out. They were all wearing ceremonial armor, and leading them was Prince Wilm.

Mi Wei's eldest son has a better temperament than the young boy in Hemei's impression. It seems that the war life has tested him and sharpened him.

No matter who it is, seeing such a prince will marvel at his extraordinary prowess.

Looking at Wilm, Herme hoped that her son would be like this in the future, it was great to have such a child.

It is a pity that he has no son so far, and whether the child in Kajia's stomach is a boy or a girl will not be known until it is born.

"Welcome, Lord Herme, mother is waiting for you in the main castle."

Wilm is enthusiastic and yet measured, showing his own demeanor and temperament.

"Long time no see, Prince Wilm, I entrust you to take care of my subordinates, I have to go see your mother now."

As a host, it is his duty to arrange the attendants brought by the guests, and Wilm immediately began to make arrangements.

Seeing Prince Livia doing things in an orderly manner, Herme sighed again, it would be great if his son could achieve such a level in the future.

The main fortress of Anglin Fortress is also built with bricks and tiles, and is also made of red bricks. However, it does not match the white tower next to it, but for such a purely military fortress, it doesn't matter.

Led by the Livia knights, Herme walked into the main castle, and after passing through a few corridors with simple decorations, Herme came to Mi Wei.

"Lord Herme, I haven't seen you for a while."

"Me too, Your Majesty Mi Wei."

The two sides exchanged some polite words, but they didn't talk for too long, and both sides understood what they were for.

"I plan to launch an offensive for the men in black and give them a surprise in Anglin."

Mi Wei began to make gestures on the sand table and talked about her plan.

"I've been preparing a fleet—although it's all small boats—but it's enough to teach the Nilfgaardians a deep lesson, let the boats full of soldiers use the river to go to the rear of Nilfgaard to surprise the men in black , This is something I have been hiding to no avail, the man in black will definitely be very 'happy'."

Naturally, Hemei couldn't have any opinion on this. Mi Wei's experience in Anglin is much richer than his, so he can just nod here.

Speaking of such a battle, Queen Livia was so taller than him that she went somewhere.

Herme thought that Miwei probably thought the same way, but the Queen of Livia did not show it. Instead, she explained her combat ideas to Herme in great detail, taking care of his ally as much as possible.

This of course made Herme feel very comfortable, and from Mi Wei's words, he was able to understand Anglin's fighting principles more comprehensively.

Everyone seldom dispatches troops here on a large scale. Except for besieging strongholds and fortresses, all kinds of conflicts are small-scale wars.

If we insist on large-scale battles, it can only be fought on the road.

However, at this moment, a scout hurried in, and he brought a piece of news that made everyone restless, oh, and some people showed that they couldn't wait:

"The Nilfgaardians are in full force."

(End of this chapter)