Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1690 1662. Wengerburg Massacre
As the strongest, most experienced and most prestigious commander of the Nilfgaardian Empire, Lan had already seen Menno Kuhoon's talent in the last war.

And now is another display of this military genius.

He would choose a fast-attack and quick-attack combat style, which was not beyond Lan's expectations at all. It could even be said that this was exactly what the demon hunter wanted.

'Extraordinary breakthrough ability', this thing appeared a little unexpected, but it was reasonable. After all, Nilfgaard was currently the most powerful country on the continent.

If the huge failure two and a half years ago cannot prompt the country to come up with some "extraordinary" measures, it can only mean that the country is on the verge of collapse.

But even with this capability, new gadgets appearing on the battlefield must be adapted to the entire battlefield system in order to unleash their full potential.

And this is the embodiment of Menno Cuhoun’s military talent.

The extremely powerful assault capability, if used alone, then there are a bunch of scattered and annoying defense lines, and you just have to break through slowly. The wasted time is even enough for the enemy to dispatch a large army to encircle.

But once this ability is combined with a highly mobile force, it can quickly penetrate the enemy's defenses and charge left and right inside.

Subsequent troops quickly poured into the opened channels and controlled important transportation hubs, further strengthening their own mobility and transportation capabilities and delaying the enemy's mobility and transportation capabilities.

Menno Coehoorn's insight into and adaptation to emerging forces on the battlefield made him worthy of his status and prestige as a famous general.

"Blitzkrieg? About the same." Margarita was obviously not very sensitive to such things. "The general of Temeria, he is called 'Hurricane'."

Temeria is a country with a coastline and is well aware of the devastating hurricanes.

This terrace of the Ensenada Palace is well located, and from this height you can overlook most of the outline of this prosperous city.

The rivers crisscross each other, and the cold wind with drizzle and ice chips brings the smell of the sea.

Because winter has not yet passed in Kovir, the sky is gray and there is no sunshine.

After understanding the current situation of the battle, Lan En was looking at an evergreen plant on the terrace.

"Are you feeling okay now?" Margarita's voice was filled with cautious concern in the conical crystal. "The failure of the battle is not your fault. You are just too far away now, and you are cursed. You can't blame anyone else."

If anyone had ever seen Lan at his most stubborn, it would be Margarita.

The two of them had been through a lot a long time ago.

Therefore, at this time, the sorceress's concern seemed very cautious.

But what surprised her was.

"No, I'm calm, Rita."

Lan En looked at the spider-web-like marks on his wrist that had not disappeared yet, as if he was looking at a piece of grease stain from eating, carelessly.

“Very calm.”

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Margarita felt numb. She still remembered what Lan had done the last few times when he said he was "very calm"!
"Anyway," the sorceress sighed, "Do you remember what Master Abe told you before you left? He seems to have made some progress recently."

Before Lann left Aretusa, Abe Haruaki once told him, "This war is very vicious from the perspective of the mystical science of Yin and Yang."

But Abe Haruaki had just arrived in this world at that time, and had no idea what a normal war in this world was like, so he went to collect information from the records of Aretuza.

But now it seems that he should have understood the war in this world and established a reference system.

The telepathy of the conical crystal in Lan En's hand was disconnected for a moment, and then Abe Haruaki's voice came into his mind.

".Is that how you speak? Your Highness Lan En, can you hear me?"

The voice of the Yin-Yang master sounds very Japanese. Lan En thinks it would be a good fit if he could play the role of a Japanese warm-hearted man.

"I can hear you, Seimei. How have you been lately?"

"I learn languages ​​very quickly, and academic exchanges with the sorcerers are also ongoing." Abe Haruaki has always been very polite. "Although the local magic is still relatively disordered in some places, it also seems to be ingenious."

"Ms. Margarita is very interested in the spells in Yin and Yang magic. She is trying to see if magic can be stored in advance in some form. However."

"But when it comes to experiments," Lan En smiled knowingly. "Does it seem expensive to you?"

"More than that!" Abe Haruaki said something he learned from Lan En, "I feel like my liver is trembling! I am also a proper official in the Kyoto Imperial Palace. I can't compare to Ms. Margarita, an ordinary noble lady in the Imperial Palace!"

After a round of greetings, Lan En began to get to the point.

"Have you found any results from your research?"

"I was just about to say that." The Yin-Yang Master's voice also became serious. "Your Highness, I have consulted the astrological records of fifteen wars left by Aretuza, including the one that involved 100,000 men two and a half years ago, as well as the traces left after divination. I have also used Yin-Yang magic to deduce it again."

"result?"

"The result." Abe Haruaki's tone was cautious and solemn. "It is still 'very bad', Your Highness. The degree of the ferocity of this war is much worse than the one two and a half years ago."

"Really?" Lan En frowned, "I see."

"I think it's my small contribution to remind you in advance." Abe Haruaki seemed a lot more relaxed after he told the news.

"But it's no wonder that the omen is so ominous. I heard that the Nilfgaardians massacred the capital of the country called Aedirn."

"Wengerburg," Lan's tone suddenly slowed down, as if he was confirming something, "Were they massacred?"

Abe Haruaki didn't notice this: "Yeah, you probably haven't received the news yet?"

Later, Lan En received Abe Haruaki's understanding of the matter through telepathy.

In fact, Vengerberg was already an occupied area of ​​Nilfgaard before the armistice period.

But at that time it was Menno Kuhn who was the commander of the Eastern Army Group and he had not yet been transferred to the Central Front.

The battle went smoothly, and the truce period was not too busy for him, so the old saying of "give war to castles and peace to villages" was implemented to a certain extent under his command and control.

At least in Wengerberg, he did not cause trouble for the locals.

The Nilfgaardians were an occupying force, and their military discipline and rules were only barely enforced even under the control of Menno Cuhoon.

The people of Vengerberg, or Aedirn, will of course resist after being harassed by the occupying forces.

But generally speaking, there are constant small conflicts but no major conflicts.

If one invades another's territory and has any intentions towards the population and industry on that land, it is natural that one will be entangled in security wars and bear high governance costs.

However, as the war suddenly passed the armistice period, the commander of the Eastern Front was replaced. The new commander of the Eastern Army Group obviously had a different interpretation of the concept of "occupied zone".

Count Rudolph Apple Darcy.

The Earl, who had served in the Nausicaa Brigade and commanded the suppression of the rebellion in Nasser, had already regarded the "occupied area" as imperial territory.

They keep causing trouble for the army on the imperial territory. Isn't this rebellion?
When it comes to suppressing rebellions, the earl has experience. Isn't that what he did during his years in Nasser?
As for how it was done, Nasir and the new provinces and vassal states basically rebelled endlessly. And after the rebellion, there would often be some "population gaps".

——He did it again this time.

The defenders and citizens of Wengerburg were massacred, a total of 6,000 people. When the news spread, a mass exodus began. The local militia and citizens who had put up a brief resistance began to flee.

But the Vengerberg where they were was originally in the Nilfgaardian occupied area, making it very difficult to escape.

Fortunately, the Nilfgaardians did not intend to kill them all, the purpose of the massacre was mainly to deter them. After all, population is still valuable, isn't it?

Especially when Nilfgaard was still a slave state.

There was no one to protect those refugees. Almost no one.
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"We can't make it!" Willis looked around breathlessly, "We can't escape! Damn it! We can't escape!"

Leila stood up in her stirrups and looked at the road that wound up the hill covered with dead trees.

Everywhere she looked, there were scattered luggage, dead horses, carts and carriages with broken wheels, and behind her, at the other end of the deadwood forest, columns of black smoke rose into the sky, and screams and cries of killing were getting closer.

"They are wiping out our rear guard." Willis wiped the soot and sweat from his face. "Did you hear that, Leila? They are slaughtering our rear guard! We are being bitten! There is no escape!"

"We are the rear guard now." The female soldier said dryly, "It's our turn."

Willis couldn't help but shrink his shoulders just by listening to the voice that sounded like a death sentence. The soldier next to him also lowered his head and sighed.

Leila pulled the reins and turned her horse around, but the horse could not even lift its head, and its breath was heavy and foam was coming out of the corners of its mouth.

"We can't escape," Leila said calmly. "The horses are almost exhausted. They will catch up with us and kill us all."

"Then just throw away everything! And then run for your lives!" Willis avoided her gaze, "Maybe. Maybe a few lucky ones can survive."

Leila didn't answer. She just looked at the road and shook her head, then traced back along the road. It was the tail of a long line of refugees.

Willis looked at Leila and understood.

(End of this chapter)