I, the prince in distress, send money

Chapter 271 Impatient People
Heavy infantry capable of stopping cavalry charges are no longer simply heavy infantry; they should be called foot knights.

Count Sisso was pleased with Chris's high regard for him. Although the reinforcements Chris sent were few, the presence of a thousand heavy infantrymen was enough to prove that the prince had sent his core military force.

This was partly due to the threat posed by the reinforcements sent by Prince Chris, and more importantly, because of the logistical challenges.

With half of winter over, the mountain roads were rugged, and the longer the supply lines were stretched, the greater the risk. It was originally thought that the Bagnians would quickly succumb to the empire's iron heel, but now the war was dragging on, and the Bohemian army's food and morale were being constantly depleted.

The Bohemians did not come to Bagnia to seize or occupy the mountain kingdom's territory; this winter war was essentially a dog-training exercise.

The Bohemian Empire wanted to use both soft and hard tactics to make the future Bagnians submit to it, becoming loyal vassals of the empire on the northern slopes of the Caslo Mountains and a crossroads for attacking other countries.

However, as things stand, this is no longer possible. Count Hisoka's tough stance and Prince Chris's strong support have destroyed the very foundation of this plan.

Therefore, after daybreak, the Bohemians sent messengers.

However, while you can start a war, stopping it is not so easy... especially when players who haven't had their fill of fighting are involved. Even if Chris wants to stop the war, they won't agree.

……

"Dong dong dong..."

Early in the morning, the drums of war were sounded again.

The Bohemian scouts were somewhat perfunctory in their work last night. They did not find the five thousand soldiers of the Chris Expeditionary Force. After escorting the transport convoy into the city of Highland last night, they did not actually enter the city, but instead set up camp below the city walls.

So when the Bohemian envoys approached Hegland, they were astonished to see a menacing army arrayed in formation, the cold glint of steel faintly visible in the morning mist.

"How is this going?"

The Bohemian envoy asked in astonishment, his voice trembling slightly.

what happened?

Of course, it's time to start filming!
The messenger knew, but he found it hard to believe.

Even more terrifying, at the very front of these soldiers stood several heavily armored infantrymen in various styles of clothing, their eyes burning with fervor. They were rubbing their hands together, as if they couldn't wait to tear apart the unseen enemy before them.

After the initial shock, the messenger realized something and, fearless of death, spurred his horse forward, wanting to continue his mission.

However, he hadn't led his men very close to Hegland when a burst of gunfire erupted from the enemy ranks ahead.

The gunshots startled the envoy team, but the fact that there were only gunshots and no bullets were fired quickly made them realize that this was just a warning.

A warning devoid of any diplomatic courtesy, filled with barbarity and arrogance.

The envoy's face turned ashen instantly. He gripped the reins tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.

As a diplomat of the Bohemian Empire, he had never been so humiliated... not even given a chance to negotiate, but driven away by firing muskets!

Faced with such humiliation, all he could do was turn his horse around and head towards the Bohemian camp... He had to tell everyone about the Bagnians' disgrace to the Empire.

Count Dirac Sisso, standing on the city wall, stared in disbelief at what was happening. He had assumed that the general leading the prince's army, who had refused to enter the city the previous night and was stationed below the city wall, had a grudge against him and dared not enter.

Unexpectedly, without even a word, they launched an attack on the Bohemian camp first thing in the morning. This...this!?
Dirac's fingers, which were resting on the crenellations of the city wall, tightened unconsciously, and splinters of bluestone fell down. This old count, who had spent his life on the battlefield, was now as excited as a young knight going into battle for the first time.

“They’ve gone mad. They’ve all gone mad,” Count Hisoka muttered to himself, but the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up. He looked at the prince’s expeditionary force outside the city, which was as fierce as wolves and tigers, and watched as the heavily armored warriors who called themselves “barbarians” began to strike their shields with their swords and let out chilling war roars.

The adjutant hurriedly ran up the city wall.

"My lord! Should we send someone to stop them? This will only enrage the Bohemians!"

Count Sisso suddenly burst into laughter, the sound particularly loud in the biting cold wind.

"Stop it? Why should we stop it?"

He pointed sharply to the Bohemian army's camp in the distance, "See those dragon tail banners? For the past month, they've been using those banners to bombard the walls of Hygrand."

Are they besieging the city? No, they're deliberately slapping me in the face!

Suddenly, the military formation below the city wall erupted in a series of synchronized footsteps.

That was the thousand "foot knights" at the front of the expeditionary force's formation, their heavy footsteps making the earth tremble.

"Pass down the order."

Count Hisoka finally suppressed his smile, his eyes becoming sharp as knives.

"Open the city gates and let our soldiers join this feast."

He slowly drew his sword.

"Since the Bohemians want to tame a guard dog, let's show them what it's like..."

What truly defines a wolf pack?

As the city gates burst open, the defenders of Hygrand surged out like a tidal wave.

Meanwhile, at the distant Bohemian camp, the bugle calls for an emergency assembly echoed incessantly. This "dog training operation," which should have ended, was developing in a direction no one had anticipated.

Only the warriors known as "players" were truly excited, and some of them had already begun to cheer and shout in strange languages.

For them, this was no longer a war... but a grand hunting game.

The fact that the expeditionary force and the count's army had come out in full force was completely unexpected for General Otto in the Bohemian camp. He had thought that after Prince Chris's army and the count's army joined forces, they would defend Hegland to the death.

The mountains and the harsh winter are the Bohemian army's biggest enemies at present. As long as these two forces hold the city, it won't be long before the Bohemian army has to leave Bagnia in disgrace, in ten days to half a month.

But now they are launching an attack on us, including the Earl's army coming out of Hegland... wait, they've come out?
General Otto suddenly realized that an opportunity lay before him.

"Army attack!"

General Otto drew his sword sharply, the blade tracing a dazzling arc in the morning light.

"Let these Bagnian barbarians see the might of the Imperial Army!!!"

(End of this chapter)