Chapter 59
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Chapter 59: Calvaro
"Withdraw the troops?" A Night Demon general said impatiently in the tent. "But commander, our soldiers have just rushed in, and their morale is high!"
"Yes, yes, they are just a bunch of inferior humans and cannot stop our great army!"
"That’s right! Let’s send all our forces in; we can breach the city tonight!"
"Commander, charge in! I swear by the flowing blood of the Night Demon, we will break through Winter Fortress before dawn!"
"Morale is high? We can definitely break the city?" Calvaro seemed unaware of his subordinates’ restlessness and calmly said, "Then, how much will it cost in casualties?"
"Uh…" A few subordinates were momentarily speechless.
"Ten thousand? Twenty thousand? Thirty thousand? Or fifty thousand?" Calvaro shook his head and sighed, "Everyone, do not underestimate humanity. I used to think we could take Winter Fortress quickly, but it is clearly not possible now."
"The soldiers of Winter Fortress have changed from a group that could barely hold a bow into warriors sharper than our fangs. And this transformation took less than twelve hours. Do you know what that means?"
"Uh…" As they listened to Calvaro’s words, the Night Demon leaders exchanged glances and swallowed hard.
They felt an inexplicable fear.
"This means that the human leading the troops inside Winter Fortress is a fearsome general." Calvaro paused and continued, "If I am right, that general either destroyed the escape route of Winter Fortress directly or made his soldiers believe that the escape route is gone."
"Only in this way will these soldiers fight as if they are charged with adrenaline, because to survive, they have no choice but to fight to the death."
"What?"
"This… this can’t be possible?"
"I’ve never heard of such a battle tactic… isn’t this just gambling?"
As soon as the words were spoken, the Night Demon leaders in the tent were in an uproar.
As they thought carefully, expressions of deep astonishment appeared on the faces of these leaders.
They were all leaders who had fought on the battlefield, so with a little thought, they could easily understand the key points.
Because of this, they felt a chill down their spines.
Putting their own soldiers in danger for a chance at victory.
This is even more cruel than a devil.
But it is indeed effective.
"That’s right." Calvaro sighed as he looked at the top of the tent, remembering the war from eight years ago. "Everyone here, many of you are soldiers who escaped from the pit of death eight years ago. You should know the power of soldiers who are afraid of death."
"If we keep attacking fiercely, even if our soldiers can take Winter Fortress, they will lose their ability to move south. At that point, what good is taking Winter Fortress?"
"You must remember, our goal has never been to conquer a city, but to take the whole North Land and move the Night Demon clan from their cold homeland to this rich Dawn Empire."
"I know this holy war is the best chance our people have had in a hundred years, but we cannot bet everything we have."
"My father, my grandfather, your fathers, your grandfathers, have paid such a great price to keep the fire alive, to train cavalry who can ride dragon breeds, and spellcasters who can use powerful magic. These soldiers are our most valuable treasure."
"We not only need to win, but we need to win easily and completely."
Calvaro’s voice was not loud, but every general in the tent did not question him.
They all respected their leader wholeheartedly.
This Night Demon general, who rose from the bottom, took only four years to dismantle the puppet kingdom supported by the Duke of Tersk outside Mary Ann’s Great Wall and united the Night Demon clan, which was caught in civil war.
Then, over the course of four years, he formed alliances with many races in the Dark Land and completed a supply line stretching thousands of miles, while building an unstoppable Night Demon Army.
Finally, in the eighth year, he tore down Mary Ann’s Great Wall and invaded the heart of humanity.
This was a feat that had never happened in the thousand-year history of the Night Demon.
The generals who followed him all believed that Calvaro’s choices were the right ones.
"Alright, bring the soldiers back," Calvaro coughed twice. "Cough, cough, next, send out scouts to monitor our rear forces, and let our cavalry rest and recover, no need to go back to battle."
"The remaining soldiers will be divided into three groups, attacking the city at three times: morning, noon, and night. We will not rest day or night, and the intensity of the attack will be up to you. If the humans resist fiercely, we will retreat, but if they weaken, we will strike hard."
"What you need to do is simple: manage the casualties while making sure the humans inside the Winter Fortress cannot sleep well."
"The fear and morale brought by death may be strong and vibrant, but it cannot turn humans into another species. As long as they are still human, they will eventually grow tired, and there will come a day when they cannot hold on any longer. That will be our chance to break into the city."
"Alright, I’m tired; you may go."
"Yes!" The messenger left the tent, but the leaders of the Night Demon did not go away.
Calvaro leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and gently tapped his fingers on the armrest. "What’s wrong? You all seem to have some questions."
"Yes, commander." Several Night Demon leaders exchanged glances, and the one standing in the first position on the left stepped forward, "Do you think the leader in Winter Fortress is the Duke of Tersk?"
"…" Calvaro’s eyes suddenly opened wide, shining with a terrifying light, "No, the Duke would not use such a strategy. He would never put himself in danger. But that winter…"
"The commander in the castle is not an ordinary person; he is a genius who deserves respect."
"Yes, in just twelve natural hours, a strong army was formed. If it were me, I couldn’t have imagined it, nor could I have done it." Another Night Demon leader shook his head with a wry smile.
"I can’t do it either. Cutting off the way back and exchanging the fear of death for the hope of life. Oh dear, I never imagined there could be such a way to fight. Does that guy really believe in the devil?"
"This guy is much stronger than that coward Logan who wouldn’t face us."
"…"
Listening to his subordinates, Calvaro could not help but sigh, "Humans are truly a frightening race; the more desperate the situation, the more extraordinary geniuses emerge."
"I really want to meet such a genius."
"Haha, Commander, you are being too humble!" Captain Night Demon waved his hand. "You are the real genius! Human wisdom is nothing compared to you! If you want to meet that commander, after we break through Winter Fortress, I will capture him alive and bring him to you!"
"No, cough, no need." Calvaro coughed twice. "You all remember, after we break through Winter Fortress, find the main commander and kill him on the spot. Make sure he does not escape south."
"Kill him?" The captain frowned.
"Yes, kill him. You don’t need to worry about those fleeing soldiers, or the nobles in the city, or even the believers in order. If they run away, let them go. But that main commander must be killed."
"After this battle, he might gain a bigger stage, and by then, it will be harder for us to kill him."
"The greatest respect for this genius is to ensure he dies with his eyes closed."
Calvaro closed his eyes.
His voice was as cold as ice.