Chapter 1462 Return to Hometown

General Bled did not bring many reinforcements, only a battalion of cavalry guards.

The imperial authorities valued General Bled's glamorous resume and rich experience in commanding the battlefield, and believed that using this veteran to replace the young Lieutenant Colonel Vasa would be enough to fight against the cunning Louis Jumonville.

Joan read the news in the newspaper that the command of the Yalfheim Corps had changed hands. Although he felt a little disappointed and felt sorry for Lieutenant Colonel Vasa, he also looked forward to this personnel adjustment and hoped that the experienced Bligh General De, with the assistance of Lieutenant Colonel Vasa, can defeat the arrogant Louis Jumonville.

However, this time, the news he waited for was not only disappointment, but almost despair!

On February 27, 1622, the front page of the Midgard Tribune reported a shocking news.

Just a week ago, the Alfheim Corps was ambushed by the Seablue invaders in the Drin River Valley, and almost all of them were wiped out after the bloody battle.

General Edward Bled, whom the imperial authorities placed high hopes on, unfortunately died in this battle.

Before his death, General Bled presented his sash to Lieutenant Colonel Vasa, his deputy, appointed him as the acting commander, led the remnants to break through the siege, and retreated to Delin Town.

George Vassar, who took over the command of the army again, was awarded the rank of colonel by Sir Norfolk, the governor of Alfheim yesterday. He was ordered to garrison the town of Delin, and urgently recruited the local militia in an attempt to regroup the army and resist Jumong along the Hebei. Vail Corps.

At the end of the report, the war correspondent with the army described it in a beautiful and sad style:

"There is a deserted fruit forest in the north of Delin Town. At dusk in winter, you climb up the hill along the forest path, look back to the south, and look across the frozen Delin River. You can see the enemy camp on the opposite bank without binoculars. Cooking smoke."

The news of General Bled's disastrous defeat caused as much sensation and panic in Midgard as it did in Leiden Port.

Due to the thousands of miles away from the southern front, people can only understand the tragic situation from news reports, which naturally exaggerates the intensity of the crisis.

Most people pessimistically believe that this defeat has dealt a devastating blow to Alfheim's military power. The colonial government in Leiden Port has been stuffed into the coffin by the sea blue people, and it is only a matter of nailing the coffin boards.

Now that the Jumonville Corps has achieved a decisive victory in the south, it is conceivable that this will prompt the Fierce Lord to give up waiting and see, and make up his mind to send troops to Midgard.

Now the Midgardians could no longer count on the support from their southern compatriots, and had to face alone the Fizen cavalry that might appear in the upper reaches of the Vymur River at any time, or the Fizen fleet that appeared on the horizon.

General Bullard's fiasco has changed the direction of public opinion on the university campus.

Few people, including Arnold, would openly laugh at Lieutenant Colonel Vassar—no, the commander has now been promoted to colonel.

First, General Gates was seriously injured, and then General Brad died in battle. It can be seen that people's previous criticism of Lieutenant Colonel Vassar was too biased.

Perhaps the reason why the lieutenant colonel suffered consecutive defeats was not because he and his troops were too weak, but because their enemy—the joint regiment of sea blue people and jackals led by General Louis Jumonville—was too strong.

Facing a powerful enemy that could not be defeated no matter what, it was not easy for Colonel Vasa to maintain a situation where he fought and retreated, and lost without chaos.

People's evaluation of Colonel Vassar has improved, which makes Joan quite gratified, but when he thinks that the Jumonville Corps is stationed near his hometown, and may cross the frozen river at any time and launch an offensive against Delin Town, he can't help feeling anxious .

Joan doesn't have any relatives in his hometown, but that is the place where he was born and raised after all. He can't just sit back and watch his hometown be ravaged by the Hailan invaders, and there are cruel and bloodthirsty jackals among the enemies.

School will start in a few days, but Joan couldn't care less, put away the newspaper in his hand, and immediately ran to Moriarty's laboratory, expressing his intention to visit his hometown to his instructor.

Professor Moriarty has always been reasonable, not only gave him a vacation, but also offered him an agreement.

"No matter where you are, my student, the first thing you do when you wake up every morning is to send me a letter to report that you are safe. If you encounter any troubles that you cannot solve by yourself, you must also notify me at any time."

"Until you come back, I will continue to follow the war in the South. If you are in trouble, or I think you are in trouble, my boy, I will see you in During Town."

"Teacher, don't you also plan to participate in the southern war?" Qiao An looked at the professor in astonishment.

"That's not certain. If your trip back home went smoothly, I wouldn't bother asking for trouble, but if it didn't go so smoothly..." Professor Moriarty smiled nonchalantly, "God knows what I'll do Come."

Joan's nose was sore with emotion, and at the same time, he secretly made up his mind to try not to involve the tutor in this turmoil unless it was absolutely necessary.

Leaving the tutor's laboratory, Joan passed the library, hesitated for a while, then turned and walked into the library door.

This trip back home is not just for visiting relatives and friends, Qiao An is already mentally prepared to accept the test of war.

Now that he was about to join the army, he naturally thought of a question.

Most of the spells I currently master are only suitable for small group adventures or scientific research experiments, and their effectiveness will be greatly reduced in the vast battlefield where thousands of people are fighting.

Before setting off, you might as well take some time to go to the library and copy a few spell scrolls suitable for use on the battlefield, just in case you need them.

Thinking of this, Joan walked to the magic mirror where he checked the spell scrolls in the library, and after some comparison and screening, he picked out six spell scrolls.

These six scrolls are all 4-level spells. Joan paid 24 credits, returned to the reading room with a bunch of scrolls, sat in a window seat, spread out the spell book, unscrewed the pen, and buried himself in copying.

The first spell Joan chose was "Detection and Detection" belonging to the Protection School.

This spell is an enhanced version of the 3rd level "avoid detection". After casting the spell, centering on the self, an invisible shield with a radius of 40 feet will be opened to accompany the movement of the self.

Creatures in the protective shield, including the caster himself, if they are peeped by certain divination spells, such as "advanced inner vision", "hawk eye", "scrying" or "mysterious eye", An alert will be issued automatically.

If the spellcaster's magic power is stronger than that of the voyeur, he can also use "detection and detection" to conduct counter-detection, and know the identity and current location of the voyeur.

Obviously, this is a spell specially used for anti-espionage.