After days price of marching, the Porrish military lastly got here to a standstill as they confronted off towards the Drussian military atop a big grassy plateau, with sparse hills and inclines unfold out amongst the fields.

Darkish clouds that blocked many of the daylight, if not all of it, loomed overhead. These darkish clouds helped to create a sombre and oppressive aura, which mirrored many of the Porrish troopers’ present confidence and morale.

Nevertheless, that was to not say that the Porrish military had misplaced all hope.

Fairly the opposite truly.

The explanation that the Porrish had such excessive morale got here from one factor and one factor alone.

And that was the truth that their very personal king, King Stefan Heinen Naftes IV, was on the entrance of his military, prepared to steer all of them into battle.

“Why are they putting a few of their cannons on the entrance? Aren’t they conscious that the majority of our forces include cavalry, which might simply overwhelm their cannons?”

Quickly, the confused voice of considered one of King Stefan’s royal knights entered Stefan’s ears as they surveyed the Drussian formation.

It seemed precisely like what was described through the ‘Battle of Vlate Plains’, the primary victory gained by the Drussians towards the Paniards. Not solely was that battle a milestone which signified the turning of the Panish-Drussian Warfare, it additionally highlighted one other facet of the Drussian military.

And that was how enigmatic the chief of this Drussian military and now emperor of the Imperium of Drussia, Maxwell Von Galnus Dunnwal, truly was.

Not solely did he lead his males to victory towards the Paniards, however he led them to a crushing victory as properly, with the casualty fee stacked closely towards the Paniards.

And now, Stefan was certain that he was going to study first hand the reality behind the mysterious Maxwell’s exploit, or on the very least, some small clue about it.

Quickly, Stefan answered the knight.

“What does it matter? This does not change our battle plan, does it?”

Throughout the battle of Vlate Plains, the Paniards stretched out their strains with the intention to match the Drussians in formation size, anticipating that their superior expertise and numbers would assist them obtain victory.

After all, they have been confirmed to be improper, and for that mistake, it price them their lives.

Eerily, from the rumours, not one of the Paniards ever returned to Espain and apparently, some even stated that the prisoners of warfare who weren’t executed simply ‘disappeared into skinny air.’ No matter, it was, Stefan knew that he could not let the identical destiny befall upon his personal topics.

After just a few brief moments, the exact same royal knight who had questioned the Drussian formation answered Stefan’s query.

“No… I consider it doesn’t.”

The battle tactic in query was one thing precisely reverse to the Paniard techniques. As a result of military composition of the Porrish consisting virtually completely of lancers, cossacks and winged hussars, it might make rather more sense for them to take a extra… direct method.

With one thing just like the enemy’s sq. formation to be careful for, it might be finest to keep away from spreading their cavalry forces too skinny. As a substitute, it might be finest to pay attention all the military at a single level.

In essence, it was the wedge formation, however relatively than a single legion or squad of cavalrymen creating the formation, it was your entire Porrish military that might kind this large figurative spear, which targeted all of its energy on a single level.

From that single concentrated level that contained all the energy that the Kingdom of Porrand might muster, Stefan, together with along with his royal knights, advisors and noble ‘mates’, hoped to pierce the Drussian strains, chopping deep into their formation.

From there, the plan was to overwhelm the Drussian rear and reserves, which included most of their artillery in addition to most of their commanding officers. They might possibly even take the lifetime of the perpetrator of this very warfare, Emperor Maxwell himself.

Nevertheless, this plan was not with out its faults.

First in fact, was the casualty fee.

Stefan was certain that not less than a tenth of his horses can be gunned down by cannon and musket hearth earlier than they might shut the gap, however when one appears on the grand scheme of issues, this was nothing greater than a minor sacrifice that one wanted to make in order to make sure the way forward for their nation.

From Stefan’s calculations, even with the Drussian’s apparently increased fee of fireplace attributable to their intense drilling and ‘hearth by rank’ techniques, as a result of sheer inaccuracy of a musket, just a few unfortunate males would find yourself getting gunned down through the cost.

Even with one thing as terrifying because the canister shot, which was invented by the Shwedesh round half a yr in the past, a considerable amount of troops speeding without delay would nonetheless have the ability to overwhelm it and take it down.

Nevertheless, there was additionally one other drawback that Stefan needed to fear about.

And this was referring to how the wedge formation at all times had a ‘lead rider’ at its concentrated level to steer the remainder of the riders behind him. As one would anticipate, this lead rider needed to not solely be an distinctive rider however somebody who might rally the boys to him as properly.

For this battle, that lead rider can be none aside from Stefan himself.

After a heated debate along with his council, Stefan was in a position to persuade them that the one main the Porrish males into battle ought to be the king himself.

Not solely might he rally the boys extraordinarily properly beneath the pretext of ‘preventing for his or her king’, Stefan was additionally fairly the distinctive horse rider. If there was just one one that might probably lead the Porrish military, the reply might solely be Stefan.

However this was not with none dangers. Because the lead rider, Stefan can be the primary to cost into motion and would most probably be the primary goal for the Drussians to purpose at.

In different phrases, this might price Stefan his life.

However but once more, when one seemed on the greater image, they might perceive that this was one more danger that wanted to be taken to safe Porrand’s peace and prosperity.

With this in thoughts, Stefan gave what he knew was most probably his final order because the king of Porrand.

“Allow us to waste no extra time!”

Stefan thrust his sword into the air as he made his proclamation and promise.

“Right now, I shall battle amongst you, not as your king, however as a fellow buddy preventing to protect the way forward for our nice nation! Bear in mind this! Do not forget that we’re not preventing for glory or petty lands however to defend Porrand and its peoples from those that search to do hurt towards them!”

Stefan’s speech riled up these round him, as increasingly more males appeared to show enthusiastic and wanting to battle for one thing they really believed in.

“What do the Drussians battle for? They battle for meaningless greed and ambition! What cause have they got to win?! They don’t have anything to guard! Nothing to battle for! To me my warriors! Collectively we will crush the Drussians who search to do hurt towards our beloved homeland!”

As soon as Stefan concluded his speech, a kind of ‘miracle’ occurred.

It began raining.

It began raining closely.

And because it rained, Stefan all of a sudden felt the urge to as soon as once more shout out as loud as he might as he as soon as once more thrusted his sword into the air.

“See! With the heavy rain, the enemy’s firepower ought to be weakened! That is proof that God himself is on our aspect! For the climate itself has swayed the battle into our favour!”

Quickly, Stefan lowered the angle of his sword to level it at his goal earlier than he spurred his warhorse in motion, charging in direction of the enemy. And with that,the battle for Porrand lastly started.

Inside moments, a large ‘spear’ made from horses fashioned because it set upon a collision course with the Drussian invaders.

It was at that decisive second that the destiny and way forward for the Kingdom of Porrand was endlessly sealed. When one checked out it from the context of the state of affairs in addition to from Stefan’s perspective, one might perceive why Stefan had made the alternatives that he did.

In essence, he selected to do what he believed was finest primarily based on the data he was in a position to work with.

The one drawback with this was that the conclusion that he arrived to was fully improper.

…

“How predictable…”

That one remark was all Erika wanted to say to show her impression of the Porrish military’s actions.

After all, Erika obtained no response to her comment. The one ones who have been accompanying her have been her personal private guard in spite of everything.

The opposite commanding officers have been despatched to the left and proper flanks to make sure that the plan was correctly adopted in addition to to take care of any unexpected circumstances which will threaten the Imperial Military’s possibilities of victory.

Then again, Maxwell himself was on the rear-most finish of the military with three Omega Corps infantry battalions and 4 Omega Dragoon Divisions guarding him, all of whom have been able to arrive on the most important power’s assist ought to there be any sudden developments within the battle.

As for the primary power itself, it was composed of fifteen Alpha Corps infantry battalions and eight Alpha Dragoon Divisions together with a mess of auxiliary divisions from each Military Corps to man the handfuls of heavy weapons that the Imperial Military had deployed.

Since Maxwell remained on the extreme-rear of the military, he had ceded most command of the battle to Erika, principally making her the only real commander of this complete battle till she was outdated by Maxwell himself.

With this thought in thoughts, Erika couldn’t cease the smile from forming on her face.

The final time she was in command of many of the battle operation like she was now was when she was despatched to take care of the Ostrians with nothing greater than a single dragoon division and a pair dozen artillery divisions through the authentic Drussian-Panish battle.

After all, Erika led her males to a flawless victory and suffered subsequent to no casualties whereas the Ostrian military had been decimated, however there was nonetheless a single drawback with the end result of that individual operation.

And that was the truth that Maxwell was fully unable to witness Erika’s nice achievements.

However now… issues have been completely different to earlier than.

This time, Maxwell was proper behind her, ready for the outcomes of the battle.

With that smile nonetheless on her face, Erika stated one thing to herself as she watched the Porrish military draw nearer.

“Simply you wait, my beloved Maxwell… I am going to present you one thing actually stunning.”