《Veneration》Road Four
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"Damn it!" Creon was sweating, but the room was fairly cold. "Why did this have to happen now??? we arent ready! hell, would we have ever been ready for this???? "
Two ingame months ago, Creon finished training with the air force. incidentally, the last of the rebels, numbering a few thousand, who opposed him in Seki had fled to Blutheim, a country in the north. Blutheim somehow came under their control. Two weeks later, Blutheim attacked the Theocracy with all of their might. A staggering 100000 troops were sent to atttack the Theocracy. Creon used his usual tactics with an army of 30000, but also used the 10000 Air force troops to give him an edge. the results were catastrophic... for Blutheim of course.
Creon didnt even need to be there. The air force rained down hell upon the invaders, and with their heads upturned in fears, it was that much easier to decapitate them on the ground. The vanguard was made up of heavy infantry, so casualties were extremely low, while over half of the enemy was destroyed. the rest were routed, and attempted to flee. while the Air force hunted them down, General Layfon marched into the capitol unmatched and personally beheaded the royal family. All other cities surrendered immediately. The enemy soldiers were pardoned and absorbed, and the country of Blutheim was taken in just three days.
The other countries were shaken with fear. This was unheard of. Even the Ezzian Empire took longer than that. And they were riding dragons, DRAGONS!(they were just drakes) Just then, news came in that the Ezzian empire had crushed the two countries they were at war with using great armored lizards- drakons. The southern countries writhed in fear, something had to be done about those two. They began to conspire in secret, making moves in the dark. A month later, present day, they combined into a huge coalition of over 15 countries of varying size, and calling themselves the Southern Alliance, declared war on both the Theocracy and the Empire.
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This was the source of Creon's distress, he was in a war room, with a dark fist member presenting him the information. He had no time. He messaged Gabriel immediately and flew off on Shao towards the capitol of Ezzi. He and Gabriel signed a warpact agreement, making them official allies in the eyes of the people. They then came up with war strategies, baring all their secrets about their militaries to each other. they couldnt afford not to anymore.
Creon's army mainly had three major strengths working for it. The air force, the dark fist, and the heavy infantry. His army was versatile, able to quickly and easily switch from offence to defense. Gabriels's army also had three main powers. The heavy cavalry- drakons, the magic corps, and their siege weapons. They were an offense based, highly destructive army.
Creon knew that there were only a few ways they could win this. He decided to put his first plan into action. he deployed 3/4 of the dark fist into the nearest 5 countries which were the smallest, who were mobilizing there armies, and waiting for the armies from their allies to come. they caused massive civil unrest. They made the people think that as many of them were of the Magi faith, they were going to be persecuted.
They spread rumors that the bigger countries were just using them as meat shieds, and reinforcements were never going to come. Then they spread even more rumors that the rulers of the country were going to leave the alliance and become neutral. The rulers of course had no intention of doing so and tried to dissuade such rumors, but they were already flying around rampantly. then all major nobles and royal families were assassinated. There was no doubt of who did it in the peoples minds, the Southern Alliance.
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Creon appeared right on time, saying that he would take care of them, that he would protect them from the evils of the Alliance. Just like that, in a week, 5 countries fell into his arms with less than 1000 lives being lost. By then the Alliance armies had reached their borders. But their number was only half of what was expected, 500000. Gabriel had not been wasting time. He had hired multiple bandit and merc clans including the infamous BloodBrothers, headed by Musashi, to attack the north eastern part of the Alliance , forcing them to split their army, anticipating a larger force. 300000 of the 500000 that were attacking Creon's domain split off and headed east towards what was considered the bigger threat, the Ezzian Empire.
They were certainly right about Gabriel being the bigger threat... but they should have finished me off first Creon thought with a smile. Indeed, if the full force of a million had attacked, or the 500000 had eliminated him first, they could not have won, but since the enemy split up, leaving him with only 200000 enemies, he now had a chance. after bolstering his army with the armies of the countries which joined him, he had around 150000 men, all ready for battle with plenty of reserves available, all of which he moved to the frontier cities. Of course there would not be a huge clash of hundreds of thousands of men at once, at least there was not supposed to be..
The enemy split its army into eight, seven of which targeted a city each, the eighth was the head quarters, consisting of 60000, which acted as reserves for the other armies. They assumed Creon would take a similar stance, then they would annihilate him with superior numbers. They did not know him. Creon attacked the head quarters with his full force of 150000. It was a massacre.
The enemies morale was destroyed when they saw the army whose numbers could darken the horizon. They attempted to fight back, but the armored vanguard slowly pushed through. Creon let their messengers escape. They quickly realized that it was a losing battle and tried to flee, but then Creon unveiled 'that'. He had borrowed half the Ezzian magic corps in exchange for half of the dark fist.
The magic corps bombarded the cowards without mercy, less than five thousand escaped. They were much better than they had been when they had attacked Reed all those months ago. Creon then divided his army in two, sending them in the general directions the seven went, crushing each inferior army one by one. A few, after getting the message from hq about getting attacked had left fortified positions around the cities. A fatal mistake. After 2 weeks of mopping up, then invaders were wiped out Creon had lost 30000 men, and two of the cities burned, but they were alive. That was plenty.
Gabriel contacted Creon around the same time. He had some how handled things on his end too, losing around the same number, though his army was larger. "We did it man" Gabriel said, sighing in relief. " What do you mean?" asked Creon. "This was just the first wave."
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Epilogue
Revised version now available! Amazon paperback, ebook, audiobook, Kobo, B&N, Google In the war-torn land of Cyraveil, four heroes strove to overthrow an empire. By cold steel and elemental sorcery, they brought peace to a warring land on the brink of destruction. As the flames died, the realm needed strong leadership, and who better than the champions who had saved the kingdom? But when the people sought out their saviors... they vanished. Matt, Blake, Jen, and Carl: the four mysterious companions, who together had deposed an insane ruler and saved countless lives, were gone—spirited back in a whirlwind of magic to a sleepy suburb in Mellbridge, Oregon, never to return. The friends found themselves home in the real world, exactly as they'd been the night they were taken, as if no time had passed... except only three came back. Hi there! This was my entry for National Novel Writing Month, because why only write one series at a time? The more the merrier! (meanwhile, my keyboard bursts into flames...) I'm also the writer of The Last Science, an ongoing low-fantasy/speculative sci-fi series. If you're familiar with that, you know what to expect here: lots of character-focused drama and dialogue, not a whole lot of traditional action. However, I'm writing a bit differently than usual here, and in a very different structure, so there should be some surprises for returning readers. I hope you enjoy it! [Discord] — for those of you who want to hang out and chat. Cover art (fullsize): Path of Revelation, by taenaron (Tobias Roetsch), modified by Etzoli. Normally I like to do my own cover art from scratch, but I was in a rush for the contest. Might be replaced down the line if I get time. [winner of the NaNoWriMo Royal Road 2018 challenge—Most Favorites]
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