In the Name of the Queen

Marco and his nightmare-like cavalry are here!

After receiving this shocking news, Alina's consciousness froze and her mind went blank.

Although she knew that this day would come sooner or later, she still felt a little nervous when it came.

She subconsciously looked around, trying to find the figure that made her feel at ease, but there was no one.

There was a vague sense of loss, but Alina knew that Roland had done enough.

This was her fate and she had to face it personally.

Although she also knew a little about military affairs, she was still a little busy leading a team of hundreds of thousands of people for the first time.

Fortunately, there were many talents who knew military affairs around her, and she just had to control the overall situation.

The timing of Marco's appearance was very bad.

Her followers were lining up on a front line of dozens of kilometers, and they were constantly hurting each other with Deschamps' Third Corps on a front line of nearly 100 kilometers.

Among the nearly 300,000 troops, only more than 10,000 were her direct descendants, and the others were followers who came from all over the country to support her in resisting Marco.

There was not enough time, and she didn't even have time to reorganize these troops.

In fact, she couldn't do it.

Is it possible to ask for the takeover of the private soldiers or private groups recruited by the nobles?

Her relationship with these people is more of a community of interests than a superior and a subordinate.

She dared to take the lead in the resistance, and with the reputation left by her father, these people followed her. If she was eager to ask for power, there would be no one tomorrow.

A year and a half ago, Alina might be willful, but she certainly won't be now.

She plays the role that everyone wants her to play.

At least for now.

The army went north for 800 kilometers, mostly marching and fighting with the wind, and no city fought desperately. She simply dispersed some of the troops to act freely.

As long as it did not violate the grand strategy of going north, she rarely interfered with the command of various forces.

She also knew that these people had their own ideas, and if they really fought a tough battle, they had to rely on the exiles.

In the confrontation with Deschamps' Third Legion, the advantage in numbers played a big role. Although the battle exchange ratio was not superior, it was still advancing steadily.

Deschamps' advantage is stability, and his disadvantage is also stability.

He did not dare to take the initiative to attack, but instead faced Alina with the mentality of not seeking merit but avoiding mistakes.

On the nearly 100-kilometer-long front, the armies of both sides were intertwined, and occasionally the opponent's defense line would be quickly blocked.

Although Alina was immature, she was not short of talents who could fight.

Many old noble officers joined her camp. They had strong professional skills, but they had no place on Marco's side.

Relying on this group of old officers with strong military qualities, Alina slowly and steadily advanced forward, constantly bleeding Deschamps.

In the past week, the number of casualties in Deschamps' Third Corps has exceeded 9,000, and Alina's army has also suffered more than 10,000 casualties.

Marco's cruel rule only suppressed the contradictions, but did not solve them.

Seeing that Alina had a trend of winning, many onlookers judged that she could win and joined the game.

Every step forward of Alina would increase her followers a lot. As the number comparison gradually lost balance, Deschamps could not stand it.

Three against one, naturally, it was a casual fight. Alina was confident that she could exhaust this old general in half a month at most, and head straight to the central plateau for a decisive battle with Marco.

As long as she arrived at the foot of Leon, she could wait for Roland to appear from behind and double-team Marco in a textbook way.

Marco, who was forced to bloom in the center, could not persist under the premise of morale collapse even if he was possessed by the god of war.

As long as Marco was surrounded in the central plateau, the war would be over.

Last night, she received a pigeon released by Roland and knew that Xidai City had been captured by Roland. She was more convinced that Marco's doomsday was coming.

Just when she was looking forward to victory, Marco rushed out like a madman.

This was completely different from the script she expected.

All her arrangements were prepared for a war of attrition with Deschamps, but Marco came up and fought to the death with a bayonet.

Alina's heart was beating wildly.

It didn't make sense. Who would abandon the solid camp and logistical support to lead the light cavalry to attack?

Although I couldn't figure out why Marco was fighting desperately, the fact was that he came.

What to do?

Although Roland said that he would send troops as soon as possible, it would definitely take time to restore order in Xidai City. If she could not stop Marco's desperate attack, the time difference would be fatal.

Alina's palms were sweating with nervousness. She subconsciously wanted to tell Marco's fortune to see when he could go to the underworld, but she couldn't do it.

Divination requires a calm state of mind. She was in a mess now and couldn't do it at all.

Even if she was not in a mess, it wouldn't work. Marco and her fate were opposite. If he lived, she would die. Calculating Marco was equivalent to calculating herself. Not only would it be inaccurate, but it would also backfire.

Alina couldn't think of a countermeasure, so she had to force herself to be calm and ask her subordinates first.

"Lomio, how do you think we should deal with it?"

Perhaps thinking of the past when he was killed by 8,000 cavalry, Lomio's face was not very good. He hesitated for a moment and bit his lip to make a suggestion.

"Marco's cavalry is different from ordinary cavalry. In addition to normal cuirassiers, he also has 500 magic cavalry. The musketeers can't stop them at all. I think we should take the initiative to retreat and let the second-line troops consume his manpower and morale. Wait until he is exhausted before launching a counterattack."

Lomio has attended military school and served in the army. He is a qualified campaign-level commander.

But he is only qualified.

The choice he gave was in line with general military rules and was also the worst choice at the moment.

Although she was a little confused, Alina was not so confused.

This was not an ordinary war, this was a rebellion, and whoever lost would be a traitor. When two sides meet on a narrow road, the brave will win. There is no way to retreat at this time.

Rebellion is a business of one-shot.

Once the people's hearts are scattered, the team will immediately be in chaos.

Alina gradually calmed down with Lomio's stupid suggestion.

Her eyes swept over the other officers, and seeing their confused and even fearful expressions, she was more convinced of her judgment.

Those here are people who have followed their father for many years and were forced into exile abroad.

Their loyalty is impeccable, and even they feel confused. What will the followers outside think?

She must win.

A familiar figure appeared in front of Alina, who could not think of a countermeasure for the time being. She silently thought, what would Roland do if he was here?

After a moment, Alina had the answer in her heart.

She drew her sword and laughed refreshingly, "I was most worried that the traitor Marco would escape, but I didn't expect him to come and die."

"Pass my order. General Luke will lead the Third Army to break through the enemy's defense line along the Ruva River, go around Marco's back, and cut off the connection between the reinforcements and him. General Jerich will lead the Second Army to break through from the right wing and cooperate with Luke to intercept the enemy's reinforcements."

Alina's bold decision made the officers present a little confused.

Let the generals fighting on the periphery temporarily put Deschamps aside, go around and cut off the enemy's supply line, and even launch a pincer attack, which clearly means that they want to fight a decisive battle with Marco.

Her deployment is very clear, she wants to eat Deschamps and Marco at the same time.

To be fair, her arrangement is very strict and there is nothing wrong with it.

If there is no Marco and the Magic Cavalry Battalion.

This special unit is equipped with 8,000 sets of magic armor excavated from the old arsenal of the Magic Empire. It can resist musket attacks and magic attacks. Soldiers can be organized into groups through magic armor sequences, which greatly enhances the efficiency of cooperation and far exceeds the combat effectiveness of ordinary cavalry.

Only heavy artillery can pose a threat to them.

However, the cannon has very poor mobility and can hardly catch the cavalry.

Alina's arrangement shocked Lomio, and he reminded loudly: "Miss Alina, what will you do? If you transfer other troops away, Marco will definitely abandon others and come directly to you."

"I'm here, waiting for him to die."

Alina said calmly.

She pointed to the center of the sand table.

This is the small hill where the exiles are stationed, and it is also an artillery position.

Alina's eyes flashed a trace of blood. It is difficult for artillery to find cavalry, so wait for the cavalry to come up and deliver.

Marco has only one goal, that is her.

Although the magic armor cavalry is brave, the energy stored in the magic equipment is limited, and it must stop to recharge and replenish after it is consumed.

Marco didn't have the extra energy to waste on the miscellaneous troops. He had to find her directly and kill through the defense line.

Even if he knew there were artillery here, he had to come.

Those present were all professional officers, so they could naturally understand Alina's deployment. She wanted to fight Marco here.

Romio was silent.

Since Alina had made a decision, he had no choice but to support her.

He was the first to wake up, and he suddenly drew his sword and shouted loudly: "Defend Alina! Defend the glory of freedom!"

Other officers also drew their swords and responded loudly.

The will to fight echoed in the command room.

Alina nodded with satisfaction. The morale of the army was available, and at least they could fight.

If she was really scared and ran away, it wouldn't take long for her head to be chopped off by the traitors and sent to Cite, and she wouldn't even have to queue up for the guillotine.

After the military meeting, the officers left one after another, preparing to assemble troops to fight, and only Romio stayed calmly.

"Alina, do you have a way to deal with the magic cavalry?"

"Don't worry, we will win this battle."

Alina did not answer Romeo's question directly, but skillfully made a big promise.

During this period, her skill in making a big promise has become better and better.

Seeing that Alina refused to say, Romeo did not want to continue asking.

Seeing that Alina did not want to continue, he had to salute Alina and leave. When he reached the door, he stopped, did not look back, and said in a deep voice:

"Alina, I will lead the heavy infantry to the front to buy time. Let the artillery not worry about me, just bombard the most densely populated areas of the enemy."

Alina did not respond, just when Romeo thought she would not respond, she slowly said:

"I know, take care of yourself."

Romio was not outstanding among his father's disciples, but his loyalty was beyond doubt.

His idea was very simple, using himself as a meat shield to hold back the magic cavalry and buy time for the artillery to adjust the shooting parameters.

Feeling his determination to die, Alina knew that it would be an insult to him to dissuade him again.

"Thank you."

"No need, I have waited for this day for too long."

Romio never looked back and strode away.

He couldn't look back, he didn't want Miss Alina to see the tears in his eyes.

After the teacher was killed, what he wanted most was to kill Marco to avenge his teacher.

His talent and qualifications were not outstanding among the teacher's disciples, and he was even at the bottom, but the teacher never ignored him because of this, and treated him the same as other students.

Everyone has obsessions, and his obsession is the teacher.

The opportunity to avenge the teacher is right in front of him, how could he give up.

As long as there is a chance, even if he accompanies Marco to the underworld, it doesn't matter.