My villain wants to save himself, but the yandere heroine disagrees

Chapter 119: Unexpected

"Hey, brother, have you heard that the Duke's private army directly defeated the enemy that was ten times their size and recaptured the northern city wall." In a garrison barracks somewhere in the city of Romulus, a soldier was gossiping with several soldiers on duty nearby.

"Really?" another soldier asked in surprise. "As expected of you, Lord Duke, but isn't it a little late to use this trump card? If it had been used earlier, we might not have lost so many brothers."

"Hey, this is what I want to tell you." The soldier who spoke first said this, and he looked up and looked around.

After confirming that no one was approaching, he pulled a few people closer and said in a very low voice: "The Duke's army doesn't seem to be very clean..."

"Ah? What do you mean?" one of them asked in confusion.

"Yeah, what do you mean by not very clean? You're not going to say that the Duke's army is not human, are you?"

"You keep talking about these nonsense. I have heard this kind of gossip countless times when I was a child. Are you going to say that the army is the living dead next?"

"Oh, that's not true." The soldier who spread the gossip shook his head quickly, and then said solemnly: "I have a distant cousin who works in the military logistics. Did you know that this army doesn't even need food supplies? They don't need to eat. They only need to replace their weapons every day."

"That's normal. They are the Duke's private army. It's no problem for them to have private logistics channels."

“Then why do weapons need official logistics supply?”

"Hiss... Now that you mention it, it seems a little strange, but what if the Duke really only has food to supply privately?"

"I also guessed that you would say that. I also questioned my cousin in the same way at that time. Guess what happened?"

"What's wrong?"

"My cousin went to the garrison of that army under the pretext of delivering weapons. Except for the commander and the gate guard of that army, everyone else was sleeping in the tent like puppets. No one went out to move around. Moreover, they wore armor even when they were resting. It was plate armor! It was inconvenient to even go to the toilet. Don't you think this is weird?"

"If you say so, it's really weird..."

Hearing the other party say this, the other people also nodded.

At this moment, an angry voice sounded behind them.

"What are you all doing here?" An officer walked up to the group of soldiers.

"Sir, we did not neglect our duties. We were just a little bored while on guard duty, so we called our brothers over to chat." The soldier who spoke first stepped forward and explained for the others.

Upon hearing this, the officer glared at several people.

"What if the enemy attacks at this time?"

"How is that possible? With the Duke's invincible army in front of us, how could we possibly see the enemy?"

"So you guys are just neglecting your duties like this?"

"Report to the commander, we didn't. We are also standing guard. You can see that there are no strangers sneaking into the barracks now!"

"You are lucky! Now, hurry back to your original post!"

At the officer's command, the other soldiers quickly dispersed and returned to their positions.

"As for you." The officer looked at the soldier in front of him who was talking back to him, and pointed to the wall in the distance.

"Face the wall and reflect on your mistakes for three hours. If you move during this time, stand back up! I'll find someone to take your place."

"Yes." When the soldier heard what the officer said, he quickly agreed.

He had just prepared himself to be put in solitary confinement or beaten, but he didn't expect that the officer would just make him stand facing the wall for three hours.

And he doesn't have to keep an eye on them, he will find other people to take his place.

He was originally supposed to stand guard for eight hours, but with what he did, he was able to stand for three hours without any problem.

Others are quite nice.

The soldier thought so, stood happily in the corner and began to count sheep.

When the officer returned to the residence of Giovanni, the commander-in-chief of the city defense force, to report the situation, he did not report this part, but only said that a few restless soldiers had been dealt with.

Ever since a mysterious soldier went missing that day, the commander of the mysterious legion immediately reported it to Giovanni, who then ordered all officers in the army to block the information about the mysterious legion, forbidding soldiers to discuss the information about the mysterious legion soldiers in private, and forbidding ordinary soldiers to approach them.

In a situation like the one just now, if the officer heard it and reported it to Giovanni, the soldier would end up in the dungeon or be executed, and his cousin would also be implicated.

However, the officer did not do so, perhaps he had his own plans.

……

"Retreat three hundred miles and wait for reinforcements." In the military camp outside the city of Romulus, Scaloni frowned as he looked at the handwritten letter sent by Orson.

The content of the letter was very simple, just as Scaloni read it out.

A distance of 300 miles would take at least three days for an army to march.

An organized retreat.

It is somewhat difficult to give up all the positions that you have worked so hard to build, all the siege equipment that you have set up, and all the land.

But this was an order issued by Commander-in-Chief Orson, and it was his first military order, so it was difficult to refuse.

But morally and logically, he didn't think that his move to withdraw from the army now was correct.

In desperation, he had to convene another meeting of front-line officers and make Orson's order public.

The Duchy of Antica naturally agreed, and the Duchy of Orleans also received instructions from Duke Henry to follow Antica's decisions.

In addition, some conservative generals in the army also believed that a slight retreat was the right move, so Scaloni had no choice but to agree to the order, and then he ordered the army to retreat.

But he saved his troops for last.

One is to have his own troops guard the rear and personally command the trailing troops during retreat, thus avoiding collapse caused by chaos.

Second, if the enemy pursues you, you can counterattack on the spot, annihilate the enemy's pursuing forces, and gain military merit for yourself.

So, on the third day of the retreat, when the three armies had retreated nearly 200 miles, Scaloni received a letter from the scouts saying that the enemy army had pursued them and their number was only about 8,000.

Scaloni made a prompt decision and ordered his 30,000 troops to set up camp on the spot and wait for the enemy to tire themselves out, and then directly wipe out the enemy's pursuit force.

But everything changed when the tireless Napoli army rushed into Scaloni's army.

Scaloni's plan was completely disrupted...

Chapter 120: Brother and sister reunited

"Master Litt, are you in such a hurry to rush back now? Is it to meet Master Orson?" In the retreating army, Litt was riding a horse in a happy mood. Virgil beside her also joked with a smile.

When Lit heard Virgil say this, his face turned red, but he continued speaking as a matter of course:

"Of course, I haven't seen Orson for so long." She covered her heart and pretended to be in pain.

"Ouch, I feel like my heart is going to break without Orson energy!"

Seeing Litt's exaggerated scene, Virgil also laughed out loud.

Martin, who was standing aside, was a little confused.

"Mr. Lit, I know you have a good relationship with Mr. Orson...but isn't this a bit too exaggerated?"

If it weren't for Leet's exaggerated manner, like he was acting, Martin would have thought Leet was a gay.

"Hehe, just a joke, but I really miss Orson." At this time, Litt suddenly realized that there was a Martin beside her, and then she quickly returned to her serious look.

But Virgil knew that Litt was probably not joking.

"Mr. Litt, do you know what Mr. Orson means when he asks us to withdraw our troops?" Martin asked seriously.

He also couldn't quite understand Orson's actions. He clearly had the upper hand on the front line, but he demanded a withdrawal, and his tone was rather harsh.

You know, the coalition forces suffered a lot of losses in order to break through the walls of Romulus City. If they gave up those positions and attacked again at that time, they would only suffer more losses.

Even if the enemy's mysterious army is very powerful, the coalition forces cannot be defeated relying on the city walls and fortifications.

"I don't understand it either, but I can ask Orson about it in person when I meet him."

Litt said this with a smile, then ordered the soldiers in the rear to speed up, as she couldn't wait to meet Orson.

……

"I knew it."

Looking at the battle report in his hand, Orson sighed helplessly.

Arthas, who was beside him, had a grim face.

"Scaloni has been fighting all his life, so why is he so careless at this moment?" Arthas complained in annoyance.

Just now, the rear guard troops came into contact with the enemy's mysterious legion. At first, Scaloni was prepared to take advantage of his rest and attack the enemy by surprise. Unexpectedly, after the contact, the enemy did not show any signs of fatigue from the pursuit, but were instead extremely brave.

Although Scaloni saw that the situation on the battlefield was not right and reacted quickly, he still held on to the hope of getting lucky. However, the result was that the enemy deployed more and more troops, and finally Scaloni could only flee north in panic, leaving behind 10,000 corpses.

If Orson's orders had been strictly followed from the beginning, the enemy's legion in full plate armor would never have been able to catch up with the retreating coalition forces.

Even when Scaloni ordered the defense to be deployed on the spot, the other coalition legions were at least several thousand meters away from him.

Ten miles away, it is difficult to arrive as support.

In this case, Scaloni will certainly not be able to escape the blame for war crimes. At most, he can only use the credit for the previous siege to offset it. Don't even think about getting the title of Duke of Napoli later.

Arthas was still planning how to help Scaloni gain the most military merits, but then Scaloni wasted a huge opportunity. Arthas felt dizzy.

Before he could make a move, his teammates had already surrendered.

"Perhaps General Scaloni has some concerns outside the battlefield, which interferes with his judgment." Orson said.

Orson and Arthas were obviously well aware of the so-called concerns outside the battlefield.

Orson and Arthas looked at each other, and the latter sighed.

"Well, I should congratulate you, Master Orson, here."

"After suffering a defeat on the front line, why are you congratulating me, Your Highness?" Orson looked at Arthas in puzzlement.

"Your Highness, you have been in the palace for too long. Have you forgotten what you are best at?"

Orson's question stunned Arthas.

Yes, the original Arthas was best at and loved only one thing, and that was serving in the army and fighting on the battlefield.

At that time, he believed that as long as he did his job well, and with his status as the eldest prince, the throne would definitely be passed to him.

But after this period of open and covert fighting, his behavior has become more or less political, and his entire way of thinking has become more politicized.

When his politically charged ideas were projected onto other people, he automatically saw a defeat as good news for Orson.

After hearing Orson's reminder, he also realized the mistake in what he had just said.

"Sorry, Orson, there was something wrong with what I said before." Arthas said this and apologized quickly.

"It's okay, Your Highness. Just adjust your mindset." Orson said this and waved his hand.

At this time, the messenger outside came in again.

"Report to Commander Orson and His Highness Arthas, we have already met up with the vanguard of the coalition forces, and the general leading them is Master Litt."

"I understand." Orson nodded. At this moment, footsteps were heard outside, and Litt walked in with Virgil and Martin.

Litt lifted the curtain, looked inside, and saw Orson standing in the middle.

At this moment, she was still wearing loose clothes and looked tired. In order to make it easier to manage, she tied her hair into a ponytail.

The moment she saw Orson, her eyes lit up, then she opened her arms and ran straight towards Orson.

"Orson, long time no see, I missed you so much!"

Having said that, she threw herself directly into Orson's arms.

Orson was no stranger to such scenes. He caught Litt who was rushing towards him like a cannonball, and then gently rubbed her little head.

"It's been a long time, Li Te, thank you for your hard work during this period."

The two hugged each other for a while, and then slowly separated.

Regarding this scene, everyone except Virgil just regarded it as a sign of brotherly love and said nothing. Instead, they all reduced their presence and spent time with the "brothers" who had not seen each other for several months.

"Orson, are you free tonight? I want to tell you what I've been going through these days. There's a lot of stuff in the letter that I can't finish talking about, and I can't explain it clearly."

"I do have time, but right now there's something more difficult to deal with."

"Ah... Orson, are you talking about the matter with General Scaloni?"

The news of the defeat was reported back layer by layer via fast horses, so every legion on the scout road heard the news of Scaloni's defeat.