True King's Ecstasy

The sound of clashing metal filled the air as the Empire army charged towards the Rapidclaw kingdom, their war cries echoing throughout the land. The battle was fierce, with catapults firing rocks at each other and magicians trying their best to make their offensive magic reach the wall.

The empire used battering rams to break the gates and, catapults to break the wall, but none of them was effective as they thought, with the amount of resistant kingdom showed them.

"How do they have so many arrows and people?" The soldiers started questioning, as they thought borders were almost abandoned by the kingdom.

The main reason for their thought process was the information about the rebellion, as it was almost impossible to recover from such a huge event.

"Are you sure this is only Rapidclaw army? Maybe they got help from the rest of the kingdoms?"

One of the knights, who was observing the battlefield with General Mansoor muttered, but the general denied that information.

pαпdα Йᴏνê|,сòМ "It's impossible, I heard from our spies that other kingdoms didn't ally with the former Rapidclaw kingdom, they are waiting for us to attack, so they can use us as a stepping stone for their campaign,"

General Mansoor muttered looking at his men struggling to even teach the gate.

Even though their attacks were not deadly, it was enough to hold their army.

"We need to wait for the main army, led by the commander in general, they might have some high-level wizard to breach this wall,"

General Mansoor thought about falling back, but suddenly they heard a big noise next to them with their ears vibrating.

"What in the world was that?!" exclaimed Mansoor, as he watched in surprise as the soldiers fell to the ground, writhing in agony.

Some of them were gravely injured by whatever happened to them, as they lost either arms or legs by the sheer damage of the attack.

One of his soldiers ran up to him, gasping for breath.

"General, the Rapidclaw soldiers on the border have introduced a new weapon, it looks like a catapult but the damage is too big, I think it's a magical tool, they are tearing through our ranks, we must retreat!"

Mansoor's eyes widened in shock. "Magical catapults? How is that possible? We've never seen anything like this before!"

Another loud boom echoed across the battlefield as another cannon fired, causing the ground to shake beneath their feet.

"We're taking heavy losses!" shouted one of the empire soldiers.

"We have to fall back, now!" Mansoor replied as he gestured for his soldiers to retreat.

"We can't fight against a weapon like this, it's too powerful!"

The soldiers quickly began to retreat, dodging the deadly projectiles that rained down on them from the enemy cannons.

As they fell back, Mansoor thought to himself,

"This war just got a lot more dangerous. We'll have to come up with a new strategy if we want to win."

***

While the empire side was met with despair and pain, the same cannot be said for the Rapidclaw side, who suffered next to no damage with how effective their attacks are.

"Commander Remi, I'm thankful for your presence here," One of the soldiers bowed his head with gratefulness, as all these new weapons and men were brought to the borders under Velian's order.

It has been a week since Velian announced his kingdom's new name, so people were still adjusting to the new things they are experiencing and the new bonds they are forming with people.

But still, with better control over the military and the economy of the kingdom, none of the generals from the army or supply providers wanted to offend Velian and his new royal family.

It was well known among the people that a new organisation from the army is going to be formed and the members of that group is already estimated by people depending on the heroic news they heard in the battles.

The first position of the organisation is already decided so nobody argued about that, but from the second position onward there were several guesses and Remi was one of the highly anticipated candidates for that seat.

So many of the officials or general would do their best to be on friendly terms with her at any cost, for their own benefit.

"Commander, what are these new weapons are called? They are a lot effective, just like fire magic,"

One of the generals that were following Remi, who was looking at the army and observing everything questioned, as he was curious.

Remi looked at his face for a second and decided to not reveal anything important, so she just decided to tell him its name.

"This is called Cannon, I don't know how it's made, but I know this is not a magical weapon," Remi said with her hands caressing the metal surface of the cannon, which was really hot because of the previous attack.

As she answered general, she looked at the scene outside the wall, Remi couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. The battle had been too one-sided, and she knew that the empire's forces were much stronger than what they had just faced.

'If this is a smaller force, that's sent here to bait us, that means a larger army is going to attack us sooner or later, and it will be probably led by the empress'

Remi thought as the previous leadership If the empire was already under their arrest.

Turning to her new general, she spoke with a grave tone.

"Send a letter to our King Velian. Tell him that the empress, whom he hates from the bottom of his heart, is coming to attack us."

The general looked at her in surprise. "But commander, why would they do that? It could bring trouble upon them if their remaining leadership dies."

Remi sighed heavily.

"They know it's a risk, but I heard that the empress is not normal.

"We need to prepare ourselves for what's coming. The empire won't take this defeat lightly, and we need to be ready for whatever they throw at us."

The general nodded slowly, understanding the gravity of the situation.

"As you command, commander. I will send the letter right away."

Remi watched as the general hurried off to carry out his orders. She knew that the road ahead would be difficult, but she was determined to lead her army to victory, no matter what the cost.