When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

Chapter 1232 Overestimation
【Xianshidian Border - Piana Fort】

6 PM

The light from the fluorescent lamps illuminated the red and white patterned marble, and an ivory table was placed on a bright red carpet.

The blue and white porcelain vase on the table is a rare find, almost brand new; not many are being produced in Branding City recently.

But now, as the table's owner swept the tabletop with his cane, the blue-and-white porcelain and fresh flowers crashed to the ground.

"So what if we lost? It's not like we've never lost before!" Dodson's voice was incredibly hoarse. "What do you mean by not seeking to launch an offensive in the short term?!"

"Until the intelligence is confirmed, our troops will not leave Piana Castle for at least one month, or at most three months."

"A month! My wealth would have been completely wiped out long ago. What would be left of my fishing village?!"

"Don't you have money in the Royal Bank of France?"

"A few thousand pounds sterling? What's that!"

Kakulkan could only look to Catalan for help.

“This is just a new battle group that has been formed for less than three months.” Cataloni crossed his legs and propped them up on the table.

"so what?"

Katalen frowned and looked at Kakulkan, who was wiping his sweat beside him: "I really hate talking to idiots."

Even though a third of the new combat unit was composed of veterans, the combat effectiveness displayed by this newly formed combat group, which was less than three months old, was extraordinary.

According to the royal court's organization, a guard consisted of 3 people and included six missions.

Each delegation consists of 5000 people, including 8 legions and 200 to 300 high-ranking vampires and knights.

Cataloni led the Fifth Royal Guard, which, while not the top tier of the Royal Guard, was among the best of all vampire armies.

Because they were Serfaye's direct troops, unlike the Northern Route Army or the group led by Governor Akadera, who were recruited and trained by themselves.

Compared to the ragtag army of the Northern Route Army, the Royal Guard was far superior.

However, upon first contact with this new battle group, an entire company (600 men) was wiped out.

This fighting prowess truly blew up Cardinal's understanding.

He started as a thief in the ogre territory, and later joined the army, following Serfaye as a mercenary.

Between 1440 and 1450, he gradually followed Lord Serfaye on his training journeys across the country.

It can be said that they were involved in many clan disputes within the royal court.

Later, around 1448, His Excellency Serfaye designed the Blood Pact Cannon, modeled after the clockwork cannon.

After that, their mercenary group became invincible in the surrounding area, and almost no one could withstand a single blow from the Blood Pact Gun.

After Serfaye seized power, he was granted the blood of Lilith, a bloodline equivalent to that of a false prince.

After drinking the holy blood from the Holy Grail, his strength increased greatly, and in the subsequent civil war in the royal court, he defeated many veteran generals.

But this was the first time that the Fifth Royal Guard Mission he led had encountered such a formidable opponent.

The tactic of launching a volley of fire in particular left a deep impression on Cataloni.

Most importantly, this battle group is a brand new battle group that has only been established for three months.

Is this still human?

Cataloni really couldn't help but ask, are the Imperial humans and the Holy Alliance humans really the same race?

Anyway, they've already fought to this point. If it were the ragtag Northern Route Army, they would be completely finished.

The Royal Court's assessment of the Holy Alliance was flawed. His Majesty Serfaye was right; this was an unprecedented and formidable enemy!
An army with this level of combat power is completely incapable of being defeated by the current strength of the vampire forces.

Even the slightest misstep could lead to defeat or even annihilation.

“Let me put it this way.” Brushing the dust off his knees, Cataloni first floated into the air, then fell like a feather. “Before the Blood Explosion Cannon came out, our artillery disadvantage was too great; we couldn’t break through.”

Cataloni's move caused Dolce to instinctively take a half-step back.

But he still couldn't help asking, "What about my territory?"

"Aren't there still two counties left?"

"I joined you because I saw the credibility and ability of the royal court, didn't I? And what did you give me in return?"
I thought Serfaye was some kind of hero, but you guys... *sobs*

Before he could finish speaking, Kakulkan saw Dolce suddenly shut up.

Then, a blood-red claw mark appeared on his neck, digging deep into his flesh.

He immediately tried to struggle, but his toes slowly lifted off the ground, and he could only utter cries for help in his sleep: "Ugh... Aba aba... Da duo duo..." "Wait, wait..." Kakulkan looked at the veins bulging on Katalenni and hurriedly stepped forward, "This person cannot be killed."

Catalani's red eyes stared intently at Dolce, his raised hand remaining raised.

"Dortmund is a local lord, and he's still useful. We should take him as an example to follow; it will save us a lot of trouble..."

Cataloni's facial expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn't heard anything.

"...This is the person Lord Serfaye wants."

"Boom."

After Kakulkan finished speaking, Catarenni withdrew his hand.

Most of them plopped down on the ground, gasping for fresh air like drowning people.

“You lowly human!” Cataloni didn’t even look at him before walking toward the door.

Kakulkan wanted to say something to persuade him to stay, but he just sighed and didn't say anything more.

Reaching the door, Cataloni turned his head and said, "Make a copy of today's battle report and send it to the Royal Court's War Council."

Let them re-examine the Holy Alliance's combat capabilities and original plans.

What were the previous intelligence agents doing? Their intelligence almost got us killed!

………………

[The following evening]

【Holy Armory】

Sitting at the dining table, Horn picked up green beans with his chopsticks while reading the battle report with great interest.

It took more than a day for the battle report to be delivered by water to the nearest signal tower.

It only took an hour for the signal to travel from the tower, through the signal machine, to Horn's hands.

Across from her, Catherine used a fork to pick up a piece of steak: "Why do you always like to use these two little sticks to pick things up?"

"Because it's convenient." Horn clinked his chopsticks together twice.

In fact, Horn's method of using chopsticks has already become popular within the Holy Alliance, attracting many middle-class people to learn it.

The fundamental reason is that, in the eyes of these middle-class citizens, using chopsticks means being quick-witted and not having to cut meat themselves.

High class!

Horn would find himself both amused and exasperated whenever he heard of such incidents.

He really just did it for convenience.

"How's the game going, lads?"

"A narrow victory, but the vampires' strength should not be underestimated."

To be honest, in the original world of Horn, bayonet charging and melee combat are two different concepts.

In the original world's linear warfare era, only a few bayonet charges would turn into melee combat.

The hand-to-hand combat following a bayonet charge often takes place in narrow mountainsides, roads, or trenches.

Like most bayonet charges and cavalry charges, in the moment of life-or-death confrontation, one side will inevitably retreat.

Because it's surrounded by plains, unlike trenches where there's nowhere to run.

Moreover, the training, morale, and organization of soldiers in the line infantry era were far inferior to those in World War I and II.

But just like the cavalry charge in this world, they really do collide as stereotyped.

In this world, bayonet charges can truly transform into hand-to-hand combat.

Whether they are vampires or infantrymen, they all possess at least extraordinary physical abilities and martial arts skills.

Linear tactics require calmly facing life-or-death crises, while close combat can often be blinded by passion.

There are also potions, divine arts, spells and other buffs, making the people of the Holy Alliance Empire seem much more indifferent to life and death than the people of Earth.

However, the combat prowess displayed by these vampires differed greatly from the information gathered by the Windmill Landcards.

Horn closed the letter, picked up the orange soda next to him, and drank it all in one gulp: "I underestimated Serfayer."

(End of this chapter)