My villain wants to save himself, but the yandere heroine disagrees

As he said this, he opened his arms and patted his chest wrapped in gauze.

"Look, I'm in good health. I don't think the other party's intention is to kill me."

"But... the situation on the front line..." At this time, Litt on the side spoke up.

"Yes, the situation on the front line is not optimistic." Hearing this, Lucius frowned and nodded. "Of course I know about the situation on the front line. These days, the war reports are coming to me like snowflakes."

"Although Carlisle has a long career, his ability is still limited. The enemy seemed to know that I would be assassinated. They launched a large-scale attack on the same day. When the news of my assassination reached Carlisle, a day of decision-making time was wasted in the middle, and the enemy had already captured a city." Lucius said this and sighed.

"Orson, you came back at the right time this time." As he said this, he glanced at Mary and then at Litt.

The two immediately knew what Lucius was thinking, and they left the room tactfully.

"Father, what do you want me to do? Please tell me." Orson bowed respectfully and approached Lucius.

"Orson, do you want to try commanding an army and galloping on the battlefield?" Lucius said this with a smile. "I know that it may be a bit arrogant to give the command of the army to a young man like you who has just started."

"Do you want to try? If you want, I can give you the command of the front-line army now."

Orson looked at Lucius's expression and couldn't guess what Lucius was thinking.

Is he testing his ambition, or does he really want to entrust the front-line affairs to himself?

"I...if my father trusts me, I am willing to take on this important task." Orson thought for a while, and then said a relatively neutral sentence.

"Okay." Lucius heard Orson say this, leaned forward and patted Orson on the shoulder.

"I can give you the military power, but how to convince the people, how to dispatch the army, and even how to make decisions to defeat the orcs will all be up to you."

"When the time comes, once you succeed, you will become the military god of the empire and continue the tradition of the Stranik family to establish the clan by force. Once you fail, the Duchy of Antica and the thousands of people under the Duchy of Antica will suffer losses because of you."

"It's not a question of whether I trust you or not, but it depends on you, Orson." Lucius said.

"But, father, didn't you just say that your health is fine?" Orson looked at Lucius in confusion, "As long as I can stabilize the situation on the front line by then, and wait until you recover and come back, it will be fine."

Lucius didn't say anything. He stared at Orson for a long time and suddenly laughed...

Chapter 2: I, Orson, came here with only one goal (4K)

After Orson walked out of Lucius's room, he glanced at Litt and Mary who were standing at the door, waiting anxiously.

"Father said he wanted to rest alone for a while, let's not disturb him first." Orson said.

"Okay." Mary nodded, then turned around and prepared to go back to her room.

"By the way, mother, father has given me all the military duties on the front line, so I will go to the front tomorrow. During this period, you will be in charge of all the affairs of the family. Thank you." Orson remembered something and suddenly spoke.

"I know." Mary nodded, then turned and left.

"Orson, is father okay?" Lit looked at Orson at this time, with a hint of doubt in his tone.

"It's okay, father is just a little tired. After all, he was injured before, and he needs time to recuperate no matter how good his body is." Orson said this and touched Lit's head.

"By the way, there are some things I want to tell you alone, let's go back to my room first." So saying, he took Lit to his room.

Entering the room, Orson closed the door.

"Leet, do you want to go to the front?" Orson asked.

"Eh? Orson, why do you suddenly ask this?"

"As the son of the Duke, the most distinguished nobles in the Empire, especially in our Stranik family, the army is something you will come into contact with sooner or later." Orson said this in a flat tone.

"It just so happens that I will take over the task of temporary commander-in-chief of the front line this time. At that time, you can be my adjutant and learn these things from me first. If you go out in the future, you will have to be independent sooner or later."

"Of course." Orson said this and pointed to the desk. "If you want to stay here and learn how to manage finances from your mother, it's okay, because if you become a duke in the future, you can also be responsible for finances yourself."

"Well..." Leet heard this, pondered for a long time, and then said: "Then, I think it's better to go to the front line with you, Orson."

Leet always felt that Mary had some opinions about his arrival. Compared with staying at home and being looked down upon, Leet still prefers to be with Orson. Being with Orson is also the time when he grows the fastest.

I don't just want to stay with Orson.

"Okay." Orson nodded. "But, Lit, I have to give you a shot of prevention first. The army is a very serious place. When you arrive at the front line, you have to act like a soldier. You can't act like a spoiled child in front of me. Do you understand?"

"Eh? Is it that serious?" Lite said in surprise when he heard this.

But she was still mentally prepared and agreed to Orson immediately.

"I understand, Orson. I promise, everything will be up to you, Orson."

"Okay, then I'll feel relieved." Orson said with a smile.

"I'm going to rest at home for a while today. I'll go out to deal with some things first. Tomorrow we will go to the front line with my father's letter of appointment."

"OK."

After Orson and Lite finished talking about these things, they went to the center of Antica City and met a few people.

Early the next morning, the carriage was ready for Orson and Leeteuk early in the morning, but Orson thought the carriage was too slow and used a magic flying carpet to take Leeteuk to the front line.

…

A small town somewhere on the front line.

At this moment, there are ruins everywhere in the city, and mottled bloodstains can be seen everywhere on the city walls. It can be seen that a large-scale battle took place here not long ago.

A large-scale battle broke out between the three thousand human soldiers stationed here and the five thousand orcs attacking the city. In the end, all the soldiers stationed here were killed, and no one was spared.

A burly orc walked across the battlefield.

There were corpses of humans and orcs everywhere on the city walls.

Although the orcs captured this town, they paid a high price.

However, because this is a militarized town and most of the residents are military families, they were evacuated before the war broke out and no further bloody incidents occurred.

The orcs had a feast after plundering the town's armories and granaries.

In addition to supplying the soldiers, a batch of looted supplies will be transported back to the desert through transport teams to the families of the soldiers who are starving there.

In order to prepare for this war, the orc tribe concentrated on supplying the already scarce materials to the soldiers on the front line, so that the soldiers could eat enough to fight, and then they could steal human food and provide it to the orcs at the rear.

Because of the special nature of the orc tribe, each clan has one tribe. These five thousand orc warriors are actually pieced together from more than a dozen tribes, and the commander is the strongest person in the army.

In this case, it is inevitable that the spoils will be unevenly distributed and the commander will favor his own tribe. Fortunately, this is the early stage of the war, and the disunity among the orcs has not yet emerged.

Often in the middle and late stages of a war, when the orcs have had internal grievances for a long time, a civil war breaks out, and they eventually retreat without a fight.

"How are the results of today's battle?" The little commander walked to the warehouse. At this moment, many orc warriors were moving boxes and bags of food out of the warehouse. He looked at the commander in charge.

asked the adjutant who counted the data.

The adjutant and he are not from the same clan. The relationship between the two is completely cooperative.

"Lord Commander, we lost a total of two thousand soldiers in today's siege. Every tribe suffered losses. Generally speaking, it is relatively even." The adjutant said, and then pointed to the warehouse. "This warehouse seems to be prepared for a protracted war. There is a lot of food stored in it, which is enough to feed our remaining soldiers for two or three years. But if it is divided equally among each tribe, there will not be much left. "

There are still three thousand people left in this orc army, but behind these three thousand people, there are about ten thousand mouths to eat.

The foster care in this small town, sent to the back, can actually only feed the tribesmen for a year. After one year, they have to plunder again.

It's better to grab a little more at a time.

Thinking this, the commander looked at his adjutant.

"Leave a hundred people here to clean the battlefield, and the remaining people will repair in place for half a day before continuing to advance."

From the perspective of the orcs, human defense is like an egg. As long as you break through the hardest layer of eggshell on the outside and go deeper inside, you will be in a no-man's land.

The three thousand soldiers stationed in this town should be the largest number in the nearby villages and towns. Next, their troops will plunder the surrounding villages and then follow the orders of the joint chief.

Things like this are still happening in several small towns on the border.

…

On the front line, Carlisle frowned as he read a battle report sealing the defeat in the military camp.

As Lucius's adjutant, his greatest advantage was conservatism, but it was this conservatism that made him waste the most precious first day of time at the beginning of the battle.

When he received the battle report, he immediately sent it back to the city of Antica, hoping to get instructions from Lucius. He just followed Lucius's previous arrangement and asked the soldiers on the front line to resist as much as possible. Rotate defense.

Unexpectedly, Lucius, who was unconscious at the time of the assassination, was unable to provide guidance to Carlisle. In desperation, Carlisle broke away from Lucius's command for the first time in his life and began to perform his duties as the supreme military commander, trying to stabilize the situation on the front line. .

However, the situation on the front line has not stabilized, but continues to deteriorate.

After all, his ability to adapt to situations is not as strong as Lucius's, and he does have fewer cards in his hand. That is to say, relying on his qualifications, he can suppress the generals under him. Otherwise, those generals would have been fighting on their own. At that time, I'm afraid the situation will become more serious.

"Forget it, let's hold a joint military meeting." Carlisle thought so and called his adjutant to help summon all the generals under him.

Today, the Duke of Antica's army mainly consists of three parts.

The first part is the standing army and levy army in the territory directly under the duke's jurisdiction. This group of troops is directly commanded by Carlisle, the duke's crony, and the number is about one hundred thousand.

The second part is the earl army under the duke. Each earl can basically send an army of more than 2,000 and less than 10,000 people. This army has an independent commander, either the earl himself or the military under the earl. Steward. The number of this group of troops also accounted for about 100,000 people.

The third part, and the part that troubled Carlisle the most, was the troops sent to support from other regions of the empire. Basically, the other five duchies and royal territories in the empire sent about 10,000 troops, and the quality varied. But overall it makes sense, except for the Duchy of Naples.

The Duke of Naples, which had the worst relationship with the Duke of Antica, only sent 5,000 militiamen. Carlisle had a headache just looking at these 5,000 militiamen, so he could only arrange them to the rear to maintain security and supply lines.

The number of troops in this part is about 50,000, but because they are troops sent by people of the same level or even higher, and the officers commanding them, Carlisle cannot order them at all.

Normally, if Carlisle spoke to them in a harmonious manner, they might listen to Carlisle for Lucius's sake, but now that Lucius is ill and the battle situation on the frontline has worsened, these commanders do not trust Carlisle's strength, except for Except for the Prussian army that could still be commanded, the other armies were all guarding their respective defense areas, not seeking merit but seeking no faults.

The reason why Carlisle wanted to convene a joint military meeting was to get the army of those great men to take action through deliberation and voting.

The 250,000 human troops consume a lot of food and grass on the front line every day. Although they have funding from other duchies, if it continues like this, the newly improved economy of the Duchy of Antica is expected to be dragged down by the war again. collapse.

Half an hour later, the military joint meeting was held.

Carlisle sat in the chair and looked at

The officers below.

On his left hand side were representatives of the various counts' armies in the duchy, while on his right hand side were representatives of the foreign aid armies.

"I believe everyone has heard that yesterday, three more cities were captured. We lost more than 10,000 soldiers yesterday." Carlisle said this, frowning.

"Now, all the troops under my command who can be used as reserves have gone to the front line. My idea is that in some defense areas, areas where the pressure is not very heavy, some troops can be appropriately transferred to support areas where the pressure is greater. Otherwise, the frontal battle line will be breached and your troops will be vulnerable to attacks from the flanks."

"Ha, after all that, you just mean that you are in trouble and you need our help?" In the audience, a representative of the Duchy of Naples spoke. "Our missions have been arranged before the war. We only obey the orders of Duke Lucius, the supreme commander of the frontline army. Now Duke Lucius is injured and unable to come to the frontline. As a temporary army commander, you delayed the fighter plane and caused several battles. The city has been breached, how can we trust you with your abilities?"

"..." Carlisle fell silent after listening to the Napoli representative's words.

The other party was right, he had indeed delayed the opportunity to fight, but when he was taking remedial measures now, he did not choose to believe himself.

The key is that the other party's soldiers can't be used by themselves!

He obviously only has 5,000 militiamen under his command, but he pretends to lead 50,000 elite soldiers, which is not so outrageous.

But they came for "friendly assistance". If he reprimanded the other party, the other Duke's troops would inevitably feel chilled.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps at the door.

Then, Orson appeared at the entrance of the military tent, with Li Teuk following behind him.

Everyone turned their heads and looked at the two people who walked in. They were about to refute something, but after seeing the family crest on the other person's chest, they all shut up.

"General Carlisle." Orson looked at Carlisle and walked up.

Carlisle also stood up.

"Master Osun, why are you here suddenly?"

"Help father handle some things." Orson said, smiled, and then looked at the officers sitting at the long table.

"General Carlisle, who are these people?"

"Ah, they are members of the military joint meeting." With that said, Carlisle explained the contents of the joint meeting to Orson.

"I see."

When Orson heard this, he nodded.

Then, he moved a chair and sat down next to Carlisle.

"Hello everyone, starting from today, I will replace my father, Duke Lucius, and fulfill the responsibility of the frontline commander."

With that said, he glanced at everyone.

After hearing Orson's words, everyone had different expressions, but most of them were surprised and puzzled.

They didn't understand why Lucius allowed a young man to be the commander-in-chief of the front-line army.