Arestia Empire'S World Domination
Chapter 11: Civil War

...—Capital of Latva, Kingdom Forbrenne—...

...—24 July 1238—...

"Behind this wall, the rebels have been pounding you! Not one bit care and pay attention to the safety of your family and your property!" To the inhabitants of the capital, the soldiers, and the slaves, Ruon spoke with her right hand raised a sword, sounding very fiery.

Hearing of the many conscription as well as the slaves who were in a state of fear and fighting just because of coercion, Ruon had no other choice, no other choice, forced to mingle with them to cultivate their confidence and passion, although in his heart Ruon was very disgusted with the actions he did.

Ruon slowly grew the spirit of the conscripts, making the residents feel they own the city where they were born.

Moreover, with strong feudalism in society, Ruon's speech was very welcome, which no one from the royalties of the Forbrenne Kingdom had come into contact directly with the commoners before, to make the residents and conscription have a burning spirit.

"Although they are also your brothers, also from the same homeland as you, they are a rebel group! They attacked the legitimate government, the nobles who have borne your lives and lives! Do you want your property, wives, children, and lives taken for granted?!" connect Ruon.

"No!"

"Stupid rebel!"

"I will definitely protect my daughter!"

The humiliation, the insults, all the bad expressions were thrown from the mouths of the residents, making Ruon feel positive, even though he still maintained his serious facial expression.

"Protect your family and possessions! Protect your dignity and honor! Take your weapons up! Dig up those who rebel and endanger your safety!" Ruon once again pointed her sword tip upwards, allowing the residents to clearly see her blazing spirit.

Krieeett.

"Oooohhhhh!"

Along with the cries of the residents, under the twilight sun, the gates of the capital's walls slowly opened, causing the army of the Kingdom of Forbrenne consisting of several factions of different levels to invade the enemy because it is known that the attack with stone catapults has ended.

Ruon was at the forefront with her guard knights, causing the morale of her soldiers to increase drastically.

Ruon is not the same as Ares, who knows the ins and outs of the psychological warfare. In contrast to him, Ruon did so purely from his spontaneity, which was because he had felt cornered by a capital that could no longer be saved if the morale of his army was so low.

Soldiers, conscripts, ordinary citizens, slaves, take up their weapons, whatever they have.

Now, as a whole, Ruon was in control of the course of the war. The rebels, estimated at about 20,000, had to fight the army under Ruon and the capital's population of more than 30,000.

Not only that, but the rebels had no knowledge of war. Many of them lived as farm laborers, cattle herders, and other menial occupations, making the rebel forces no better coordinated movement and command than the Ruon Army.

Moreover, in contrast to the Forbrenne Royal Army which still kept food reserves in the granaries of the capital, the rebel forces no longer had food reserves, causing their morale to be not as good as the royal army.

From the top of his mount, Ruon drew his sword, crashing the enemy troops at the vanguard along with his guard knights.

"Geeyaaaaaa!" Ruon shouted out loudly, slashing at some of the rebels she had just passed by.

JRASH!

JRASH!

JRASH!

Ruon's unit looked like lightning, crashing through many enemies quickly and immediately moving in the other direction to eliminate the other rebels.

Of course, that does not mean that the Forbrenne Royal Army and its conscription are free from formation and command. Ruon sent several of her generals to several battleground points to organize the troops directly, leaving some as defense garrison commanders as well as commanders to pull out troops if things were no longer in hope.

Not far from where Ruon was, Rutz— along with the other rebel leaders— looked at the way of the battle calmly. They certainly did not realize that the enemy had more advantages than the rebel forces, causing the whole of them to be skeptical, only to defeat the enemy and plunder the capital.

Striking the capital's defensive walls led to several hollow points, Rutz, Treor, and other leaders firmly believed that they could soon conquer the capital after sunrise.

Until a moment passed, Treor glanced at the sun that had now emitted a reddish glow, a sign that the day would change the night, "Deploy troops! We're going to hit them on all sides of the wall!"

Several leaders of— including Rutz— spread, towards the troops they each led. Rutz raised his sword high, "Seraaaaang!"

"Oohhhhhh!"

Along with his roughly 5,000 fighters, Rutz lunged, moving quickly on his warhorse slaughtering enemy soldiers and residents of the capital by defending his rock-hard heart.

JRASH!

JRASH!

JRASH!

Some neck, chest, and shoulders had Rutz slashed. His gaze was focused only on looking for enemy units that looked powerful as he was conscious, himself with his former group members formerly—who now moves with him—is one of the strongest figures in the rebel forces.

The views of Rutz and Ruon accidentally met. The minds of the two were connected, each of them assuming the other party was a powerful figure.

Immediately, the two spurred on each other's mounts, passing through many battlefields, approaching each other to cross arms.

"Geeaaaa!" Rutz kicked his horse in the stomach, prompting him to run to the limit of his top speed.

Just a few steps of the horse tread before the two met, Ruon slightly raised one corner of her lips. Soon, Ruon and her knights split in two different directions, leaving Rutz momentarily in confusion.

"Oi, don't run away!" Rutz— along with his group— decided to pursue Ruon for thinking of her as the supreme leader of the kingdom's army—which can be seen from her extremely luxurious silver-robed armor.

Until it will come out of the battle zone, the land that he pitched has now been shrouded by the darkness of the night. Ruon signaled one of her knights to leave the group, signalling the garrison soldiers and generals to withdraw their troops.

Understood, the knight nodded, pulled the reins of his horse and made a sharp turn leaving Ruon's group.

Due to a very sudden movement, Rutz and his group still decided to chase after Ruon, while making fun of her with a rude mockery.

A fire arrow flew into the sky, the generals as well as the garrison generals immediately understood, the plan could be executed immediately.

Not without preparation. After seeing the figure of Rutz, whom Ruon values as one of the leaders of the rebels, Ruon decided to start his plan, although it happened sooner than he expected.

"Retreat!"

"Back to the wall!"

"Execute command!"

Many Forbrenne generals shouted loudly. The tone they showed contained not the slightest trace of fear and defeat, causing the soldiers to retreat well, according to what they had been instructed to before.

Rutz understood that his horse and Ruon's warhorse were at his limit. Even so, Rutz increasingly spurred his horse, assuming the opportunity he had to kill Ruon could only happen this time or not at all.

BWOSH!

BWOSH!

"Eh?" No different from the other rebels, Rutz heard a strange sound, the sound of rock fire coming simultaneously from the top of the capital wall.

Ruon had bet, it was likely that the chunk of stone that was fired killed herself and her knights. Despite strong opposition from his knights, Ruon had convinced them that there was only one way to end the war quickly.

Rutz subconsciously turned his gaze to the side. Being in his field of view, the moonlight that had been shining on him had now been covered by a giant chunk of rock right next to him.

At that moment, Rutz had just realized that on that night, he had made the wrong decision.

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