Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1652 1624. Attack Construction

"And since the Kaedwen of Dichot don't even know that Vergen has been handed over to the rebels, why don't we keep it a secret from them for 'a little while'?"

Before Lan En could answer Yarpan, Sachia explained with a smile, as if he had suddenly realized something.

It seemed that she understood Lan En's tactical intentions before others.

"We can stir up the already tense nerves between the Nilfgaardians and the Kaedwenis. If we choose the right position in the process, we can make Dichot and the Kaedweni command system in this area feel dangerous and impatient!"

"By then, how many people will still care about Vergen, who is not taken seriously in the first place?"

As Sakia spoke, he was also sorting out his thoughts, trying to better understand Lann's tactics.

It must be said that although she is a green dragon transformed into a human form, she is gifted with strategic vision.

As she understood Lan En's plan more and more, her eyes became brighter and brighter!
This move would cause increasing tensions between the Nilfgaardians and the Kaedwenis, while giving the insurgents who had captured Vergen valuable time to settle down and develop.

"But," Iorveth asked in a serious tone, "Can we make the command center of Dichito so impatient and busy that we forget about Vergen? Is it really possible?"

"Attack rhythm, attack target. Humph." Lan En chuckled, "If it's well arranged, there won't be any big problems."

"And they don't have to forget for long. It's time to warm up. What if they remember it when they officially fight the Nilfgaardians? Will they be able to take care of it?"

Iorveth glanced at him, then nodded and said nothing more.

"Great, great!" Yarpan rubbed his hands, which were covered with oil and black mud, excitedly. "Our rebel army finally doesn't have to run around anymore. We have a base!"

"It has to be managed well." Sakia wanted to pour cold water on him, but unfortunately the dwarf's enthusiasm would not be cooled by words.

Yarpan, who had just finished eating smoked sausage, wiped his hands on his clothes, but turned to look at the two prisoners who were now feeling uneasy.

A cold light flashed in the dwarf's eyes, causing Hans and Henry to tremble even more.

"But since we have to keep it a secret, we might as well just kill these two guys."

They both felt uncomfortable from the beginning.

The two captives listened to the top leaders of the rebel army discussing things for a long time. It was a very dangerous scene anyway.

Cecil, who had wanted to help them out because of their friendship last night, could only open his mouth but couldn't say anything.

After all, these are prisoners captured by the rebels. If they were not important figures, they might be treated with care if I went to them to give them face.

But now that they have communicated with each other and finalized an action plan, the two captives who were listening are no longer the same.

"Damn it, I should have taken them away after putting the things down!"

Cecil sighed inwardly.

As a dwarf who always remembers other people's kindness, he now feels a little uncomfortable.

But Lan knocked on the table, stopping Yarpan who was about to pull out the axe from his belt and chop someone after wiping his hands on his clothes.

"That's not necessary, Yarpen."

He tilted his head and looked at the two nervous people.

"They are helping us anyway. What we are trying to gain is the time difference. As long as we can stir up the conflict between the Nilfgaardians and the Kaedwenis, it doesn't matter whether they know about it or not."

"In the face of anger and renewed fighting, what impact can a little truth have?"

"By the way, Cecil said before that you are nobles?"

"Only Sir Hans is a nobleman. He is the Sir of Pickstein." Henry said sincerely.

But Hans quickly added: "Henry is not a noble, but he is the illegitimate son of a noble! And he is the only descendant of his father!"

"This is quite dramatic," Sakia complained.

"It's dramatic, but after this period of time, maybe their families will send them a ransom. They're not bad people, so at least we can make some money."

Lan said jokingly.

But it was just a joke for him, but for Henry and Hans, it saved their lives.

"We are extremely grateful for this, your Excellency!"

Hans opened and closed his mouth several times, his eyes wide open and he gasped for breath. Finally, he recovered from the tension of surviving the disaster and quickly pulled Henry to salute the round table of the rebels.

"In the name of Nasser! Lord Hans of Lepe and Lord Radji Kobyla, they will pay the ransom for both of us! Definitely!"

"Ransom, hehe." Yarpan, who had captured them, also let go of the axe at his waist. "This thing is new to me."

"Okay, take the two Mr. Nasser away." Lan En waved his arm, and Cecil, who was also relieved, wanted to quickly drag the two men away, but Lan En turned around and added another sentence.

"Although we don't want to hurt them, Cecil, please strip them clean and change them into simple clothes. It would be best if there is not even a wire in the place where they live."

Under the hood, Lan En's expression was playful and interested. "After all, our Mr. Henry was able to easily pry open the door of the commander's room in just a few minutes during the chaos in the city, and ransacked the room, even taking out the private diary in the secret compartment."

"Don't worry!" Cecil promised solemnly, "I will put a stone pillar in front of their door that can only be moved by three people. If he can pry open the door, I will admit defeat."

Cecil quickly led the two people out and settled them down.

Yarpan had not forgotten the two of them, and was sitting there looking quite emotional.

"Don't underestimate them because they are young. During the battle last night, they were the most tenacious among the group of black dogs that were frightened by the surprise attack."

"Tenacity is just an appearance." Lan En shook his head and said, "Deep down in their hearts, what supports them to fight tenaciously is different from what I think."

While sighing, he tilted his head slightly towards Sakia who was sitting next to him.

“Did you see what they did when Iorveth was taunting Emhyr?”

The Dragon Slayer was a little confused.

"The yellow-haired boy bowed his head, which means he is indeed ashamed of the Emperor of Nilfgaard."

"It's good to feel ashamed," Iorveth interrupted coldly, "I'm glad to make a Nilfgaardian soldier doubt his emperor."

"Is this a good thing?" Lan asked him. "If a man does not consider himself a subject of Emhyr, why would he react to your ridicule? Look at the brown-haired boy. He felt nothing at all. His expression did not change at all."

"To me," Lan said meaningfully, "that's a good reaction."

The one-eyed elf seemed to understand after Lan En pointed out something to him, and his expression became even uglier.

It was only more than 30 years ago that Nasser was incorporated into the territory of Nilfgaard, and the process of annexation at that time was basically annexation by force.

A lot of people died.

And in the more than 30 years since then, there has been no end to the armed uprisings in Nasir, and the resulting bloody suppression has also never stopped.

This youngest province of Nilfgaard besides Cintra has always had a bad relationship with the main body of the Nilfgaard Empire.

But even in such a province, nobles of the younger generation like Hans began to regard themselves as subjects of Emhyr, consciously or unconsciously.

Lan realized early on that the Nilfgaardian Empire was essentially a classical militaristic colonial slave empire.

Those newly added provinces to the empire were essentially just colonies called "provinces".

As long as those 'real Nilfgaardians' remain high and mighty, there will be no hope of achieving national integration and forming a truly great empire.

But on the other hand, the consciousness integration initiated by the colonizers on the colonized with a strong attitude is always effective.

Hans is a tiny manifestation of this effect.

"Take this, Cassandra." Lan threw a small leather bag that was on the table with the documents and diary to the falconer.

This is the space expansion pack that Henry and Hans handed over when I asked them just now.

Cassandra took it with great interest. She had just seen the magic of this small bag.

"When you leave, fill it with baggage," Lan analyzed rationally. "This way you will have more room to maneuver. The Kaedweni Command Center in Dichiot will have at least two days' margin of error in determining where you came from."

Judging where the enemy came from by looking at their baggage and behavior was a basic military skill. Even if Kaedwen was known to be "rude and barbaric," they still had this ability.

This space expansion pack, which is so expensive that it is basically impossible for soldiers to have it, is undoubtedly a device that can cause huge calculation errors.

This thing is so rare and expensive that it would never appear in the assumptions of staff officers and the like, so naturally they would not pay attention to it.

By noon, the rebels, who had hardly slept the whole night, had a hasty lunch, and then after arranging their patrol duties, most of them began to rest.

The local dwarves and human residents of Vergen, who had previously been captives, now began to take on most of the work.

Cassandra was given the leadership of a hundred people. After taking Nilfgaard's equipment, they headed to the area designated by Lan on the map to prepare for the battle plan.

With Ikaros flying in the sky, Lan En was not worried that they would not be able to find anyone or take the wrong path.

Five of the fifteen Embers were sent by Lan to join her team.

Cassandra is strong, but she doesn't know enough about this world and is very unfamiliar with it. She needs someone to act as an intermediary to remind her and keep in touch with her.

Moreover, the Embers Knights can first use small batches of their most sophisticated and powerful "vanguard tactics" on Cassandra to see what effect they will have after replacing it with a "vanguard" that is completely different from Lan but also very strong.

After seeing them off, Lan En turned around and found Iorveth, and brought him together with Stuart and Sakia to discuss something.

“Now we have an ideal base.”

With no outsiders around, Lan took off his hood and looked at them.

"I think we should have a reason to build a fixed portal device in the city of Vergen."

(End of this chapter)