Arestia Empire'S World Domination
Chapter 10: The Beginning of the War
...—Capital of Latva, Kingdom Forbrenne—...
...—24 July 1238—...
Under the scorching rays of the sun, Ruon looked at the rebel forces with frowns furrowed over the capital's defensive walls, the capital, great confidence in his heart if his soldiers can not win the war that will happen in plain sight.
"Where's Felipe?" To a confidant knight bearing the rank of general, Ruon asked, without the slightest distraction from the enemy.
"Right now, His Highness the Third Prince is where you have commanded, Your Majesty," the knight replied firmly.
"so. That's good." A little sadness contained in the tone, Ruon did not rebuff if she had affection for her half-brother, although both were involved in previous throne succession battles.
Hearing this, the few military attaches who were with him could only fall silent, maintaining his flat facial expression.
They know that even for a brother who is so hated, a normal human being still has feelings of affection for his other brother, making them hold both lips from opening.
"Prepare the catapults!" The commoner rebels had formed a formation, having dozens of stone catapults ready to be shot at any moment, making Ruon give the order.
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Some military attaches immediately bowed respectfully, leaving with firm steps leaving behind some generals as well as Ruon's personal bodyguards.
A few moments later, until the sun rises and is above the peak. A stone slingshot shot out, which was immediately followed by dozens of other large stones behind him.
"Foot!"
The command of the general of the capital's garrison army sounded loud. Just a few seconds later, many large chunks of stone were fired from above the walls of the capital.
BAM!
BAM!
BAM!
A BLAR!
A BLAR!
A powerful shock moved the protection wall of the Latva Capital, making Ruon momentarily staggered, though she was able to maintain her position.
Several rocks clashed against each other, crumbling in the air. Several other stones smashed the ground surrounding the capital, some others managed to crash into and destroy the walls of the capital.
"Your Majesty! Please cover!" One of the knights warned Ruon, alarmed by her safety which at times could be hit by a giant chunk of stone.
"Are you stupid?! If I retreat, the slaves will also run away! Who will defend the capital?!" Ruon shouted out loudly, her pride had been torn to shreds just because of the alarm shouts of her guard knights.
Pride, honor, and dignity. All these things Ruon really wants to take care of. He really wanted to prove that he was better than his three brothers, especially with his elder half-brother, the First Prince, who had fled the capital only out of concern for his safety.
"Ji—if so, Your Highness Pangera—" chimpanzeed the knight of the bodyguard.
"You're crazy! You ordered Felipe to fight on this detrimental battlefield?!" Ruon subconsciously pulled the silver collar of her guard knights, very upset by something she threw out, "If it were like that, this country would definitely be destroyed! All your children and wives will be raped by the enemy!"
The guardian knight bit his lips, he strongly approved of Ruon's words in his mind.
Upset, Ruon threw away her guard knights and immediately pulled out the sword with the blade that had two eyes, "I will advance once their stone supply runs out. Prepare troops!"
"Ta—but!"
"Ya—Your Majesty, how about your safety?!"
"Your Majesty! Please think back!"
The sound of protest came to Ruon, whom she did not hesitate in the slightest by walking closer to the stairs to descend the wall.
"Foot!"
BAM!
BAM!
BAM!
A BLAR!
A BLAR!
"Revelation!" A warning rang out in his mind, Ruon, along with her guard knights who had been chasing after him, instantly jumped away, away from the wall that was right beside him.
A BLAR!
Sensing the death that had just "passed" him, Ruon's heart was racing, her body was soaked in sweat pouring down from her body.
The surrounding situation was very chaotic, small fragments of wall rocks along with dust puffs were scattered, some of which hit the body of Ruon and his guard knights.
Looking at a huge stone that had smashed the wall that was previously right beside Ruon on foot, Ruon regained her senses, their military armament was one or two steps better than their military one when looking at the size of the stone thrown.
"Fuck up!" Ruon cussed, shouted loudly in great annoyance and ran quickly down the stairs, which was immediately followed by her guard knights with frantic steps.
After arriving at the inside, Ruon picked up the reins of her horse, "Oi, you!" Appointing a knight who was nearby, Ruon painted an annoyed expression, "How are the soldiers, the conscripts, and the slaves prepared?!"
"Ka—we'll be ready in a moment, Your Majesty!" the knight timpal with fear.
"Hurry now! The capital will be destroyed!" shouted Ruon.
"Okay, Your Majesty!" Bowing respectfully in a loud reply, the knight left Ruon quickly.
BAM!
BAM!
BAM!
Once again, the ground shook, the impact of the rebel attack, leaving Ruon and the knights sheltering from the falling wall fragments from above them under a guard post.
"How many stones do they have?!" Ruon was perplexed. In his mind, he never expected that the enemy agent—or Gardom Kingdom as he believed— would provide such tremendous financial support to the rebels.
"Me—looking back from the first strike, maybe they had over a hundred giant boulders, Your Majesty!" replied the guard knight Ruon agitatedly.
"Ck." Ruon clicked her tongue, "Call all the generals, we will advance once they stop pounding the walls!"
"Okay, Your Majesty!" The knights and the generals have decided, their lives and deaths describe the journey of life, to their dignity and dignity as a ruler of the country.
Several generals under Ruon spread out, gathering the soldiers at one point near the gate.
Ruon mounted her warhorse, pulled up her reins and approached the knight barracks that were near the gate of the capital's defensive wall, which were certainly equalled by her guard knights to prepare themselves.
Located not far from where Ruon was, the figure of a feminine-looking man, short-bodied who had orange bob hair with a face that resembled a very cute female figure, looking at the departure of the Second Prince of Forbrenne with a flat expression.
Gale, one of the members of the Cornwall Clan who became a direct subordinate of the Emperor of Arestia, Ares Aubert, who was also the assassin of the Third Prince of the Forbrenne Kingdom inside his room.
"He, is he?" Matching the details inside the small parchment sheet that was in his right hand, Gale watched Ruon intently, "But, if he wants to fight, it's better that I immediately go to the next target."
Gale got up, dressed in his white robe that had the emblem of the Forbrenne Royal Family back and momentarily looked at the sky, although the roar of giant boulders that collided once again pierced both of his eardrums, "Lean, I'm really jealous of your duty."
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