Death's Daughter and the Ebony Blade: Volume 1 [Complete] by Maito Ayamine

Author:Maito Ayamine
Language: eng
Format: epub

Once outside the room, Claudia slumped against the wall and let out her second deep sigh of the day. Then, she set off for Neinhardt’s quarters.

Chapter Three: The Battle of Ilys

The Imperial General Headquarters, Fort Caspar

The Seventh Legion is on the move!

The message arrived from a lookout stationed near Galia Fortress; General Osvannes quickly summoned his officers to a war council to address it.

“How far have they advanced?” he demanded.

“They crossed the Estich River and are making for the Canalia Highway, ser!” relayed the soldier breathlessly. The sound of metal on metal came from outside as soldiers scrambled about. Already the news of the Seventh Army had spread to every corner of the fort, leading to the soldiers rushing to prepare for battle.

“My lord, from what the lookout said, we can only assume that their objective is Fort Caspar... It looks like they got the jump on us.”

“Indeed. I suppose they got tired of cowering in their hole,” said Osvannes with a smile, making the other officers roar with laughter. Paris looked away from Osvannes and let out the smallest of sighs. He knew that frustration lay hidden behind the general’s words.

Why did His Imperial Majesty reject the attack on Galia Fortress? As far as I could tell, my lord’s plan was flawless. General Felix gave it his seal of approval, too. The first play should have been ours.

The others’ laughter irritated him, but he kept his voice even as he continued to question the soldier.

“And how many soldiers do they have?”

“The scouts report around fifty thousand, ser.”

“What?!”

The officers’ laughter stopped abruptly, their smiles replaced with grim expressions.

“Fifty thousand... They had more in reserve than we thought, then?” muttered Paris. No one answered him. Then none of them had predicted this, either.

The force stationed at Fort Caspar had, through numerous waves of reinforcements, grown to around fifty-five thousand soldiers. Paris acknowledged that fifty thousand was higher than expected—they had undeniably underestimated their opponent—but he didn’t think it was as shocking as the other officers’ reactions suggested.

They had guessed that Galia housed around forty thousand soldiers—forty-five at most. If one factored in the troops left behind to hold the fortress, that figure had to be closer to sixty thousand.

The spy at Galia Fortress hasn’t made any reports lately... thought Paris. Probably means he got captured—or killed. Just when we needed information more than ever.

Paris had originally served in the intelligence division, so it was only natural that he valued information. He knew, after all, that the right information could be worth ten thousand soldiers on the battlefield; it could easily sway the course of a battle. Unfortunately, most people—including the officers present—didn’t share his views. Information provided guidance, but that was all, according to them. They all believed wholeheartedly that at the end of the day, victory came down to military might.

Lieutenant General Georg was the loudest proponent of this view. He was a giant of a man and the head of the House of Bachstein, one of the founding families of Asvelt.

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