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The content of the story is determined by the narrator's point of view, and it is bound to deviate from the facts that actually happened. Whether the narrator has personally experienced all this, which side of this history he is involved in, and his origin, experience, age, and even gender will affect what he sees and remembers. The final book influenced by these combined influences is bound to be biased, because the expressive power of words is so poor, and if you add the low popularity of pen and paper and knowledge, it is not incomprehensible that many human civilizations that are too old to this day have only a few historical legacy.

The chroniclers of history are always faced with a choice, and this is a story about many people and events, and they can never be able to tell everything thoroughly. That's why heroic legends and tales of nobility are so prevalent, and the most brilliant and shining characters are always impressive. However, this general overview has many drawbacks, taking the current episode that later historians called the "Battle of Neila Forest" as an example - many articles written by later generations often fill in the gaps with their own imagination due to the lack of information, and then overly glorify the Northern Alliance.

People who have not experienced this period of history have always taken it for granted that the Northern Army under the command of Prince Edward was an incomparably neat and unified army.

They beautify the ending with their own imagination, believing that people can let go of their hatred for each other, work together for a common future, and look at death as if they were home.

They were wrong.

Humanity is the same in all ages, and even if a crisis is imminent, there will be no real peace between groups that hate each other.

Everything is relative, and the Northern Army does have a better overall quality than the Southern Coalition Army. But this "good" is extremely limited, and there is no way to make up for the gap in experience and combat effectiveness in terms of mental strength, and the Northern Army, composed of Sivalier refugees, Loan refugees, mercenaries, and Yavennella peasants, is only a rabble in terms of combat effectiveness, in all fairness.

Truly trained veteran archers, the vanguard of the previous battles with the Ottolo Legion have been lost. The remaining mercenaries and other militias, albeit at the behews of our Sage, formed small groups to fight guerrilla warfare in the way they excelled. But at the end of the day, it's still a no-brainer.

After all, they have no discipline at all, and after losing veterans and supplies, they have basically lost the ability to fight in large-scale frontal conflicts.

Later historians have often described this period of history as "a regular army never seen before on the West Coast" and the entire battle as "going step by step according to the commander's plan", but the fact is that Rao had such good men as our Sage and Archduke Lesky - there was never any pre-planned plan that would have worked even after the actual encounter with the enemy.

Whether Henry and Lesky, or even Edward and the rest of the northern aristocracy, were good, the answer was yes.

But the world is unpredictable, and the choices they face are difficult due to the resources of their environment, and no one can come up with a 100% solution to all emergencies. The massive legions formed to defeat their opponents on frontal battles were unable to defend themselves against the formidable Otolo elite, and when the scattered small guerrilla forces were divided and encroached upon by numerical superiority, things changed again when they saw that they could gradually weaken the Southern Coalition.

It's like somebody has ever said.

If the god of fate exists, it must be a god with a bad heart.

The history of mankind is full of coincidences, Henry carefully planned to mobilize the militia to his advantage, and Ashbourne II broke the jar after successive defeats, and suppressed the conscription of soldiers into battle with a high-handed policy. The Northern Army, which had lost its ability to fight head-on, had to be defeated one after another, retreating again and again in the area of the Nera Forest and the Nella Forest Corridor.

And this retreat, people's hearts will be scattered.

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To describe what happened in the vicinity of the vast Neila Forest, which began on July 4 and lasted until July 10, the word "chaos" is indispensable, no matter what language the narrator uses to express it.

We can hardly find any suitable sentence to fully describe the reason for all this, and if we analyze it in depth, it will inevitably be repeated. Therefore, the causes of the chaos are simply summarized as "soldier quality", and summarized in a sentence "This happens when you let civilians serve as soldiers".

To be sure, militias are not all inferior to professional soldiers. First of all, they do not need to be supported by royal families or lords on a daily basis, and secondly, they have a large population base. But the reason why militias will be replaced by professional soldiers in developed countries is, in the final analysis, because of the low tolerance rate of this class.

As we said earlier, the larger the group of creatures such as humans, the stronger the influence of the herd mentality. Wise leaders can induce the situation to some extent, and mobilize morale through speeches and the like, but that's all they can do.

The spread of the news and the low literacy rate in the country in this era cannot be ignored, Edward's speech was a blood boil for the marrow-eating peasants in the north, and the suffering Loan and Sivalier refugees followed him with a "rather believe it" mentality, but in the south, there are many more civilians who are numb, who have not tasted the good life, and who think that living as usual is what they should do. Those who were a little more well-informed had already fled to the north, and it seemed natural that those who remained joined the army at the request of the lord, standing in opposition to the northern army that "fought for the people".

There were signs of a crash at the time of the first wave of contact.

After the scattered guerrillas lacked effective means of unity of command and communication, and the 100-man brigade in front was slaughtered by the unstoppable Southern coalition forces, the militia of the Northern Army instinctively ran out of the woods that no longer belonged to them and grouped together in the vast corridor of the Neira Forest, trying to gain a slight advantage in numbers.

And this was in the midst of the chaos, and it was in the hands of Ashbon II.

They are driven out and gathered and scattered, and they are driven out and gathered together and scattered again.

Under the command of Ashibon II, who had no experience in legionary combat, the Southern Coalition had no tactics or strategy to speak of, and this was the saddest part. In order to fight guerrilla warfare, the Northern Army, which was too scattered throughout the army, had no way to regroup and form a force capable of counterattacking in the absence of means of communication, even if it had a better system of commanders and officers and non-commissioned officers.

Fate always likes to play vicious jokes, and on July 11, 192 Avenella calendar, when the Northern Army was defeated for a week and retreated more than 82 kilometers, there were dramatic changes on both sides of the battlefield.

Since the start of the war between the two sides in early April, the overall morale of the Southern Coalition Army has surpassed that of the Northern Army for the first time under a series of mistakes.

Loving his people, with good commanders, reliable nobles, and our Sage Sage, Edward was powerless to change the fact that his militia had lost their fighting spirit. On the contrary, it was Ahibon II, who did not care about the lives of the people, and the southern coalition army under his command marched forward and defeated the northern army one after another.

All this seems absurd, but the reason is actually very simple.

Spiritual enthusiasm and a sense of identity could not be used as rations, and after losing supplies, they could only rely on the mountains and forests to eat, and after the defeat of Duke Dehart, the material support of the southern villagers was also cut off. Once they begin to starve, even an army like the Ottolo Legion will be in a state of decline, and with this mental setback, no battle will be easy, except for the beginning when it was okay to go smoothly in Dowwolfberg. The pressure had been building up, and the successive defeats that had taken place in July had given it a gap.

Everyone was eager to succeed, and even if the results were not their own, the taste of victory was still good for the peasants of the Southern Alliance.

Because it at least means that they are alive.

They had vaguely heard of the fact that His Royal Highness was on the side of the peasants, but it could not change the fact that the two armies were hostile and they did not dare to rebel against Ahibon II, so the idea that "they were better off than we were the ones who died" became a subconscious consensus. And in the successive victories, I experienced the pleasure of dominating the lives of others, and more or less gave these people who had been oppressed a channel to vent.

It is ironic that the great pressure of the Southern coalition almost swallowed itself, and the contradictions between the nobles and the peasants were about to erupt, but they were alleviated by successive victories when Ashbourne II once again exerted pressure to force the entire army forward, and so ironically, Edward fought for the interests of the peasants and for the future of Arvenella, but it was these peasants, who could not understand his plight because of their stupidity and servility, and became his greatest enemy.

The morale of the Northern Army was disheartened.

When the people of the Southern Coalition began to judge friend and foe with an Avenella accent, and began to pick out mercenaries who joined the Northern Army for money, as well as refugees from Loan and Sivalier, who were easily recognizable from the outside, the voices of accusations inevitably resounded within the Northern Army.

The result of the internal contradictions that existed was that the whole army was further torn apart, the mercenaries defected and never returned, and then the many refugees of Sivaliers, and no one had the energy to count how many people fled after each defeat, because it was already a headache to keep the remaining ones from leaving.

The principle is simple, the ins and outs of why all this is happening, the top of the Northern Army can easily reason. But the pain is that even if they knew, they didn't have the power to change it.

All of them were devastated.

The southern coalition army drove straight in, the nobles puffed up their chests and were full of pride, and the northern army was already a grasshopper after autumn in their eyes, and it would not be able to stumble for a few days.

- But is this really, all the truth?

On July 12, after retreating 120 kilometers away, the trees were gradually beginning to thin out of the woodland.

It was clear that he had tasted a succession of defeats, but our Mr. Sage, Prince Edward, and Archduke Lesky and other high-ranking officials who actually gave orders did not have much gloom on their faces.

All that exists is peace and calmness.

"Is the raven coming? Henry looked at Edward, who nodded, and the sage responded with the same motion, and then clicked his finger on the map made of vellum.

"Then there it is. (To be continued.) )