I became a witch, but I started the industrial revolution

Whenever a place was conquered, the local serfs would be unconditionally released by officers such as Yadov, and then new serf armies would be organized, and the military strength would expand exponentially.

No matter what their final outcome is, at least for now, this local warlord armed organization definitely has the power to influence the rise and fall of a country.

Chapter 212: Unite! Unite!

As the matter was delayed, the Tsar became anxious and repeatedly urged the Alliance to advance the delivery date of the Tsarist cruisers. He also asked for help, hoping that the Alliance could intervene or simply increase assistance.

The alliance's attitude towards the Tsarist Empire's request was very ambiguous, and all demands were dragged down with rhetoric.

There are now differences within the alliance as to who to support between the Roshek Dynasty and the rebels.

Yes, some people in the alliance had the idea of ​​assisting the serf rebels. According to their thinking, this was a very good opportunity to export their ideas.

A team composed entirely of slaves of all kinds may be powerful for a while, but it will never be strong forever.

Their biggest weakness is that it is difficult for them to maintain their rebellious spirit. They have no goals, or their goals are very vague. Now that the war is going well, they can still unite.

But if their edge was slowed down in the battle to siege the capital, they would most likely collapse.

The Seris Alliance could allow them to truly arm and formalize their wild ideology of only knowing how to resist but not knowing why they should resist, and then truly become a force capable of overthrowing the dynasty.

However, such behavior is almost equivalent to making it clear on the main continent. Once it is done, it is estimated that everyone will go around the alliance, and it will even be hostile to all the feudal dynasties on the main continent.

So naturally some people expressed opposition to this.

Moreover, if they really start exporting ideas to the main continent, it is actually somewhat inconsistent with the current alliance's foreign policy of stirring up trouble on the main continent, and it is easy to accidentally backfire.

It would be better to sell arms everywhere to make money like they are doing now, and then make drastic infrastructure construction at home to improve people's lives.

After several days of discussion without coming up with a plan that everyone could agree on, the pressure began to fall on Medea.

In fact, she was also very confused. Emotionally, she felt that the current opportunity was suitable, but her reason told her that it was safest to just stand by and watch.

This is the most reasonable approach. If it is done well, all countries can fight and quarrel with each other.

As the largest arms exporter, the Seris Alliance can not only earn enough money, but also keep military technology research and development running smoothly.

Therefore, Medea did not express his own opinion, but also attended the internal meeting to listen to the arguments and opinions of both sides in person.

Just as everyone was discussing the matter, a soldier from the Ministry of Internal Affairs knocked on the door and walked in, whispering something in Medea's ear.

Medea's eyes widened slightly

He took the latest diplomatic statement from the Tsarist Empire and looked down at it, asking, "Have you checked this news? Is it true?"

'Yes, Your Majesty...'

"Okay... everyone! I think we don't need to discuss whether to help or not. The children of the alliance have made the choice for us~"

Mitia threw the document onto the conference table. The nearest economic minister took it and read it carefully. The corner of his mouth twitched: "This kid! What a joke!"

Mitia held his forehead and said, "No matter what, we still have to give them some assistance, but the goal cannot be too big, and we should try to reduce the external impact. You can figure out the specifics."

"At the same time, notify the Ministry of Industry to change the delivery schedule of ships between the kingdoms, and give priority to delivering one ship to the Roshek Dynasty to shut them up. However, all future deliveries of Roshek warships will be postponed for three years."

The Minister of Defense took the document and looked at it for a while, then couldn't help laughing: "Hey! This guy even got himself a regimental commander? He got promoted faster than I did back then!"

The Minister of Defense raised the document in his hand. On the paper with the mark of the Roshek Dynasty was a letter of inquiry written by the Tsar himself, because some of the exchange students sent by the Alliance to the Tsarist Empire went on to participate in the serf uprising.

The Tsar's tone in the letter was very bad, questioning whether this represented the intention of the alliance.

But no one cared about the Tsar's tone. The Alliance was the current big daddy of the Tsarist Empire. Although it sounded aggressive on the surface, it just wanted more weapons in its heart. So just give them to them.

On the student file posted by the Tsar, the black and white portrait of Cassius with a big grin on his face stood out extremely prominently, and trembled slightly along with the force of the Minister of Defense.

'Buzz~'

Cassius, with black blond hair, crawled out of the tank engine compartment, patted the maintenance worker with his greasy hands and said with a smile:

"Isn't it fixed now? Comrade, science is power! Let me tell you, this is the style. No matter how difficult the obstacle is, it is just a small matter in the eyes of us Seris people."

"That's right! Thank you so much, Captain."

"Great! With this big guy in front of us, it will be easier to break through."

'Yes, I still have to study. I don't know if my children will have the opportunity to study in the future.'

"What you said, we'll be lucky if we can get back alive."

The soldiers watching around were talking to each other. Although they all had dark skin and skinny bodies, they were in good spirits and were able to make each other laugh in the midst of hardship.

Cassius waved his hand and said, "We are all comrades, there is no need to be so polite. We only have a few tanks left. If we can repair one, we can save the lives of many brothers."

Cassius climbed onto the top of the tank, which was renamed Saint Tsar from Saint Shamon, and shouted to his men around him:

"Comrades, let's rest for another thirty minutes before we set off to the Bernoro battlefield, where there are more slaves waiting for our rescue!"

"The more slaves we free, the fewer enemies we will have, and the more friends, comrades, and comrades we will have."

"There should be no slaves in this world. We are all human beings, workers and farmers. We are all the same, brothers and sisters."

"The Seris Alliance has proven it, and the areas we have rescued have also proven it. We can still survive in this world without nobles, and we can live better!"

"We, armed with the Queen's thoughts, are definitely a trustworthy, reliable, and most combat-effective force!"

"Look at our flag, look at what I hold in my hand! Workers and peasants united together will form a flag that can burn across the stars!"

In the midday sun, the two tools of the working people were joined together in Cassius’ raised hands: “Long live unity!!!”

In a sense, the Battle of Bernoro will determine the success or failure between the Tsar and the rebels, because it is the closest and largest port city to the imperial capital on the other side of the river.

If this place is captured, the Roshek dynasty will be split into two, and the logistical supply of the nobles to the Tsar will become extremely difficult, so this is also the battle front where the two sides fight the most fiercely and suffer the greatest casualties.

The two sides fought constantly over the mountains, grasslands, and deserts in this area, with thousands of people dying for every hundred meters of advance.

The war has reached this point and it is purely a test of willpower on both sides.

Chapter 213 My Struggle~

The 4,000-man team led by Cassius quickly reached the battle area.

This alliance boy who came single-handedly to help them has a very good popularity among the serf army, or rather, they like all the exchange students of the alliance very much.

They were all born as slaves from top to bottom and suffered from contempt and bullying, while students from the Alliance were almost the only group who would not show those looks.

The policy of establishing schools in rural areas, which was originally set by Medea, has been accepted by the alliance members and is taken for granted over the years.

All children who have attended school in the Alliance have had the experience of working in the fields, and were directly supervised and led by the local military.

Medea handed over most of the land of the martyrs' relatives and orphans to the army for free cultivation and harvesting, and then distributed the food to the designated places.

The participation of students can not only share the farming pressure of the army, but also enable young children to better understand the difficulty of harvesting.

No one can understand the suffering they have not experienced unless they have experienced it themselves. They have all experienced firsthand how hard seemingly simple labor is. The children of the Alliance who grew up under the influence of such teachings will naturally not look down on farmers and workers.

Slave is an unfamiliar word. Under this premise, the exchange students from the alliance have great sympathy for those who have been reduced to slaves.

But Cassius was the first person to take up arms and fight against injustice.

As for the next one, it would be difficult. Cassius, who had been on exchange for two terms and had been on a four-year exchange program, was very happy and went to Mein Kampf. The other exchange students were inexplicably taken into custody by official personnel of the Tsarist Empire.

Although they were still treated to delicious food and drinks, they were never allowed to step out of the academy again, which was a form of house arrest in disguise.

Cassius could not feel the resentment of his fellow students in the Royal Academy. He just laughed and greeted the officers and soldiers around him, and occasionally when he met an acquaintance, he would go up and hug each other.

On a battlefield where lives can be lost at any time, every meeting could be the last, and the next time you see someone, all you might see is a handful of ashes or a bloodstained hat.

Everyone cherishes this hard-won opportunity.

This time, the legion commander Yadov, who was the commander-in-chief, summoned Cassius and allowed him to attend the combat meeting without paying any attention to his level.

"Comrade Yadov!"

Yadov smiled and said, "Comrade Cassius, you look stronger."

Although Cassius is young, he is a child who has received systematic education in the Alliance. The reason why Yadov has made it all the way from a serf soldier to where he is today, in addition to the indispensable luck, is also related to his ability to use people and his flexible mind.

Yadov was very lucky. He survived several brutal battles and was summoned by the noble officers of the time.

With his experience, Yadov's method of bending over and charging was popularized, which greatly improved the soldiers' survival rate on the battlefield.

This allowed him to transform from an ordinary serf soldier into a normal citizen, allowing him to use his war talent to get promoted.

However, Yadov had always been very clear about the nature of the Tsarist Empire. His ability to become a middle-level military officer was already a special case among special circumstances, and it was impossible for him to go any further, so he planned an uprising.

After becoming a leader, he also began to learn to think about the overall situation. If the rebels want to be strong, they must have a feasible and reasonable structure that suits them, and they also need a strong external ally to help them.

And the young boy Cassius coming to his door was a great gift to him.

Otherwise, it would not have been possible for Cassius to be promoted from a small soldier to a regiment commander in charge of 4,000 soldiers in such a short period of time. All of this was due to Yadov's deliberate care behind the scenes.

The alliance ideology represented by Cassius allowed him to find a completely new propaganda direction, and was also the main reason why the rebels were able to spread like wildfire in a short period of time.

He knew very well that apart from serfs like them, the Alliance would be the most likely to lend them a helping hand if they were to revolt.

After briefly introducing Cassius to everyone, everyone began to discuss the specific battle plan.

The Tsarist army stationed 200,000 heavy troops around the harbor, but it was bad luck because these soldiers were originally recruited to deal with the continuous attacks from the Holy See.

The port of Bernoro is closest to the waterway, so the soldiers are gathered here and then sent to the battlefield in batches by ship.

The rebels just broke out at this time and occupied all the areas below, leaving the gathered troops with no way to go and piling up in Bernoro, which became the biggest obstacle they faced at this time.

"A frontal assault is not advisable. We do not have enough heavy firepower. If we attack a strong position filled with trenches, barbed wire, bunkers and artillery, the casualties will be unacceptable to us."

"Yes, especially since they still have about 10 tanks, and although we have 25 Saint-Chamons captured, the difference in the number of soldiers is huge, so the tank advantage is almost zero."

Yadov stroked his chin and thought, "We don't have much magic equipment to use. For example, we can't even activate the captured Goddess Scepter, and the 75mm cannon is difficult to be effective. It's difficult to penetrate."

Everyone was in a dilemma for a moment. Unlike previous battles, they were the ones being chased and beaten by the Tsar, so high mobility was more important. The captured 75 field guns could follow them everywhere.

Now, after the siege, the firepower of the 75 field gun is not enough, and the opponent's magic gun has a longer range, making it difficult to achieve results.

Cassius thought for a moment and said, "My Lords, I do have a suggestion."

Everyone's eyes turned to him, and Yadov motioned for him to continue.

"It is true that we are at a disadvantage in a frontal assault. The enemy is already prepared for our strong attack and will definitely repair a large number of fortifications and gather soldiers."

"In this case, can we choose to surround instead of attack?"

"According to my previous understanding, Wuyanchi and Reza were severely damaged by the Vatican's army in the previous foreign war, and are now very empty inside. The defenders of Bernoro are all soldiers gathered from the west of Izaven."

"That is to say, what is standing in our way right now is almost all the wealth that the Tsarist nobles can spare. Their strategy should be very cautious."