Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

The princess breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this and took out the small note from her pocket to read it.

The note contained all the possible follow-up strategies that Isaac could foresee, including how to deal with the enemy spreading out, how to counterattack when they attacked to a certain position, and so on. In short, it contained a lot of information, including all the possible scenarios for this battle.

Isaac told her that whatever happened, she only needed to glance at the note, but she couldn't look at it in front of the soldiers, as it would damage her authority.

"What should I do? I can't take it out to look at it anytime, what if someone sees it..." Charlotte gently stroked the fan in her hand.

Wait, a fan?

The princess seemed to have come up with a good idea.

On Flügel's side, the cavalry's situation was not good.

Although they relied on the cavalry's inherent high mobility, weapons with wide-area destructive power like high-explosive shells were still enough to give them a hard time. They had no choice but to temporarily disperse their formation to reduce the damage from artillery fire and avoid crowding together where a single shot could wipe out an entire group.

At that moment, a soldier approached him and shouted.

"General! We've been ambushed!"

"What?" The general was completely bewildered after hearing the soldier's report.

They had just spread out their formation when they fell into an ambush.

"For some reason, a group of infantry ambushed them and wiped out all four squads!"

"Damn it!" The general felt a surge of anger and trepidation.

Did the enemy anticipate that our side would split up and lay an ambush in advance?

But we can't worry about that now; once we advance a certain distance, the enemy's mortars will become ineffective.

"Never mind that! Full speed ahead!" The general flicked the reins and sped forward.

Seeing their general charge forward, the soldiers followed closely behind. Frugel's army currently numbers around 20,000 men, with about 30% of their strength lost in the previous artillery fire and ambush.

"Twenty thousand cavalry are enough to break through your lines!" Seeing that they had reached an area where mortars could no longer fire, the general immediately fired a shot into the air and ordered, "All troops, move towards the center! Strive to crush the enemy in one fell swoop!"

The soldiers took out their rifles from behind them and began loading them on horseback.

Their actions were naturally noticed by Rhodesell.

"Your Highness, they have regrouped and are charging straight at us," the soldier reported.

"I understand." The princess held her fan in front of her, appearing confident and composed.

She had actually stuck the note on the back of the fan so she could see the information at any time.

Seeing the cavalry charging towards them, the princess shouted:

"Now! Raise the iron gates!"

boom!

The once empty land sank in, and then a long iron fence rose up, covered with sharp spikes.

Frussel was startled when he saw the iron fence suddenly rise in front of him. He quickly pulled on the reins and warned, "Stop! There's a trap!"

However, it was too late. The cavalry's advantage was speed and impact, but the inertia brought about by speed and impact became the cavalry's most fatal weakness.

呲!

The cavalrymen's horses were stopped and pierced by the iron bars, and the riders fell to the ground one by one. In an instant, the entire front rank of troops was thrown into chaos. The troops behind quickly followed, and trampling accidents occurred frequently. In just a few minutes, more than half of the front rank of cavalrymen were dead or wounded.

"What's going on?" The general, who was still in the back row, immediately asked the soldier next to him when he saw that something was wrong.

"It seems like we've fallen into a trap."

"Damn it, get back!" The general sensed something was wrong and immediately tried to retreat, but then seemed to realize something and roared, "No! Spread out the formation again! Quickly!"

However, it's too late to say anything now.

The princess looked at the remaining enemy troops in the rear and said, "Now, fire!"

"fire!"

With a command, the mortars, which had been silent, roared again, and a barrage of shells rained down on the remaining enemy troops.

boom!

The general had been trying to find a chance to escape back, but a shell hit him and the force of the explosion sent him flying.

"Damn it!" He tried to get up, but found that his legs were too weak to support him. Shrapnel from the explosion had torn his legs to shreds.

He looked around and found that the once mighty army was gone, leaving only the smoke of gunpowder in the air and blood and corpses scattered on the ground.

He was unwilling to accept defeat. Originally, his side had so many more troops than theirs, but somehow such powerful mortars appeared out of nowhere and instantly decimated his forces. After ordering them to disperse, they were ambushed again. They finally managed to break through the defensive line with their remaining troops, only to fall into a trap.

When has Rhodesell ever had such command?!

Then he suddenly remembered the officer from Gadarick and the person they had mentioned.

Colonel Isaac of Amestoris.

It is said that this man, despite being outnumbered, captured the easily defensible city of Mazig with less than a hundred men, and then used traps and terrain to kill 50,000 elite soldiers in the forest.

In terms of results, it's nothing short of a miracle.

It is said that this person, in addition to possessing extremely high military talent, was also an alchemist, reflecting on the various unreasonable situations he encountered in this war.

"Could it be that the man named Isaac is in Rhodesell?" The general seemed to have realized this, and despite his legs being unable to move, he struggled to crawl back.

"This message must be brought back, otherwise Flügel will..."

Pfft!

Before he could crawl very far, a knife stabbed him from above, pinning him to the ground.

"Ah!!!" The intense pain made him cry out, and then he heard a voice coming from behind him.

"It's impossible for you to go back now."

Although he was pinned to the ground and unable to turn around, he could basically guess who was coming.

"Are you Isaac?" The general asked, trembling, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

Isaac didn't answer, but called out to those behind him. Instantly, a group of soldiers rushed in and surrounded the general. They pulled the sword that had been pinned to the ground and dragged him back.

The enemy general has been captured.

Back at the border camp, Charlotte put away her fan, stood on the platform, and looked at the soldiers below, saying loudly, "In this battle, we lost a total of 342 soldiers. They are the heroes of this country and our pride."

The soldiers below the stage were also extremely grief-stricken.

"However, we annihilated over 23,000 enemy troops and captured over 6,000, including enemy generals." Charlotte looked at them, took a deep breath, and shouted, "We have won this battle!"

"Oh!!"

Cheers erupted from the audience.

Chapter 82: It's You Again

The first battle since the start of the war was won with fewer than 500 casualties against an enemy force of 30,000, a truly legendary victory.

Throughout Rhodesells, news about Princess Charlotte was everywhere.

Princess Charlotte's valiant command led to the defeat of 30,000 enemy troops.

'Only the princess can lead us to tomorrow, the dawn of victory!'

'Shocking! Thirty thousand Flüger soldiers died tragically overnight, and the truth is...'

All the newspapers were reporting on yesterday's battle. Although the people were eager to fight Flüger, they were also very worried about the actual fighting.

However, news of the princess's victory came back, which gave them great confidence. Princess Charlotte's popularity in Rhodesel had now reached an unprecedented level, surpassing even the most prominent kings throughout history.

Keep in mind that Princess Charlotte is only ten years old. At ten years old, she can already strategize on the battlefield. It's as if she's a god reincarnated.

The people unanimously believed that under the leadership of this little girl, their country would become strong.

The person who started this incident is currently in the palace.

In the meeting hall of the royal palace.

“Fruger has suffered heavy losses and is unlikely to launch an attack anytime soon. This time can be used to train the troops,” Isaac said.

There were four people in the meeting room: the King, the Princess, Isaac, and Violet.

"Training an army? In what specific sense?" the king asked.

"Recently, there's been a popular organization among the people called the New Rhodesell Army. We can weave them into a regular army and train them. Leave the training to me."

As he spoke, Isaac took out another blueprint and placed it in front of them: "I have now notified all the factories that we obtained the blueprints from before to start manufacturing this thing."

"What is this?" the king asked, looking at the blueprints.

The drawing looks like a vehicle, but the wheels are tracks, and there's a cannon barrel on top of the 'vehicle'.

"This thing is called a tank, I think you've heard of it, but it's not the kind of tank like the Gaddarick and Leidenscheftich, but a light tank that can move quickly."

The tanks Isaac was referring to, like the mortars they had manufactured before, were models that Amestoris had phased out several generations of; after all, he couldn't possibly hand over his country's most advanced weaponry.

Although it was an obsolete product, its effectiveness in this war was absolutely remarkable.

"Speaking of which, what about those prisoners? Are they still locked up in the dungeon?" Isaac asked.

“Yes, they’ve been locked up since they were captured,” Princess Charlotte replied. “The general said they’re demanding a ransom or something.”

During wars between these two countries, if a prisoner was a noble, they had the right to demand a ransom from their family to buy their freedom. This was considered an unwritten rule.

"Oh, then let them redeem it. Anyway, the factory needs money to mass-produce weapons. It's good that someone is willing to send money over," Isaac said nonchalantly.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Just then, there was a knock on the door of the conference room.

"Come in."

A guard entered through the door. "Your Majesty, Your Highness, the people of Flügel have arrived. They say they want to discuss the issue of ransoming the generals."

“Let them in,” Charlotte said to the soldier.

"Yes!" The guard immediately obeyed and ran downstairs. From the guard's eyes, one could see that he had great respect for this young princess.

Or perhaps there's simply no one in this country who doesn't respect princesses.

A few minutes later, a guard led someone up. Isaac and the others looked up and saw that it was the envoy who had been beaten up badly by Isaac for various reasons before.

"Wow, it's you!" Isaac said in surprise.