Steampunk Era: Mad Abield
Chapter 843: Section 559: Walking With You (Part 2)

Chapter 843: Section 559: Walking With You (Part 2)

You help the soldiers in everyday life, and they will help you on the battlefield.

"Has Sir Malin Gaiate woken up?" he asked.

"His Highness is right ahead, he wants us, besides the duty personnel, to also listen to his speech." A soldier said excitedly.

"Yes, Marshal, we’ve heard about Prince Malin’s achievements in the rear; he is really powerful. I just met a brother who has been stationed at the frontline for a long time, he said that he is a great man." Another soldier looked at his Marshal, hoping to receive affirmation from him.

Old Constantine wouldn’t let these young people down, he nodded: "He is a remarkable legend, Sir, go ahead, my legs aren’t as good as yours."

The soldiers went together, and Old Constantine, accompanied by his Messenger and Guards, walked slowly, but he was on his way to Hill No. 9, where he could witness the most direct scene.

Yesterday’s trace of battle had not been cleaned up; Hill No. 9 was the only place on the first defensive line that did not fall, and for this young Malin had specifically made a batch of medals for these brave soldiers, which the military could not go unacknowledged, so these brave men would receive two medals — something unimaginable before.

When Old Constantine reached the high ground, many generals were already there, quite a few had even come from other defense lines.

Yesterday, the Chaos attacked the human defense lines from three locations; apart from here, two sections of the Eastern defense lines also suffered attacks. The Lich named Ails with his army blocked one of the routes, while the other line, although perilous at one point, was unexpectedly preserved by a company commander who thought of a method — he found a warehouse of undiluted original Holy Water that was transported but not yet diluted. His company opened these barrels of Holy Water, then filled basins, water jugs, and even empty leftover tins as containers, using various splashing methods at close range staunchly stopped the Chaos’s offensive — these Chaos Demons had absolutely no resistance against such pure Holy Water; they perished upon contact, died at a touch.

Constantine felt that this was indeed a method; in those sectors without powerful Transcendents stationed, even pairing up with a sprinkler system using atomized Holy Water to block such fierce offensives — there’s a battalion guarding the northern lake now, drawing clean snow water every day to obtain an inexhaustible supply of Holy Water.

Sir Malin, your contributions are tremendous.

Thinking of this, Old Constantine applied the Eagle Eye Technique to himself, so he didn’t need to compete with those generals for telescopes.

At this moment, Malin was standing at the top of a small hill, wearing a very standard combat uniform, the type for soldiers.

Old Constantine frowned — this was the aspect he most disliked about the military; Sir Malin had been fighting here for so long, what were those military bureaucrats doing, assigning him the rank of honorary major would be better than letting him wear a soldier’s combat uniform.

Really, he would definitely have to sternly warn those damned bureaucrats once back.

With such thoughts, the old man heard Malin’s voice.

"Soldiers, what we’re facing might be the most brutal war in each of our lives, this is a war that only distinguishes victory or defeat, it harbors no chivalry, nor mercy and compassion, there are no false pretenses of cordiality between us and the Chaos Legion, there is only life or death."

Malin said in one breath, looking at the soldiers below. Many of them had stood in front of him in previous battles because Malin had kept his promise to fight side by side with them.

"In this period, I’ve witnessed your loyalty to your homeland, your bravery and loyalty, and more so, our friendship!"

At the mention of friendship, the soldiers who had fought alongside Malin cheered softly, looking at Malin with anticipation.

"Soldiers, you are an ordinary group of people, among you are freemen, workers, farmers, and many descendants of serfs, you have been sent to the battlefield by your lords, facing Chaos... in this cursed snowfield, you are brothers on the battlefield, standing side by side in the same trench, facing the same brutal and merciless enemy, enduring the pain and separation brought by the war..."

At this point, Malin looked around; the soldiers — whether newly arrived or those who had always followed Malin, had a look of sorrow on their faces, with some soldiers’ faces even showing tears.

"Watching all that you have gone through, soldiers, I am proud of you, because hton also are an extraordinary group of people, facing Chaos, you were not frightened, you fought side by side, you endured hardship, and the time spent with you is the most memorable period in my life, it is my pride to march shoulder to shoulder with you."

Soldiers looked up to their commander, at this moment, all the young men eagerly anticipated Sir Malin Gaiate’s speech, and he did not disappoint them.

"Soldiers! I swear, by the time spring arrives next year, we will gather once more, and then I will lead you to counterattack Chaos! We will annihilate these uninvited fiends! Trust me! As long as I live! As long as you live! Every day that we are together! We will never let our civilization be conquered by Chaos! Cheer, soldiers! And remember! Remember the promise I made to you!"

Having finished, Sir Malin raised both hands, and the soldiers below started to cheer, with even more joining in.

On Position 9’s high ground, generals and mages clapped their hands, old Constantine didn’t know among his generals who might be insincere, but among the mages surely there were none of that sort, these noble Transcendents wholeheartedly respected everything said by the more noble Legendary.

And Sir Malin, indeed deserved their trust.

"What a splendid speech."

Constantine heard one of his generals say so to Lady Lulu in congratulations.

He also heard the lady’s smiling response.

Indeed, what a refined and cultured lady she is, forgiving the crude remark about her husband.

Splendid?

No, it was a great speech.

Only fools would think it was an ordinary speech. The words of Sir Malin would soon spread with these soldiers who were retreating to rest and will promote the spring counterattack as planned by military. There’s no fault in him saying that, as nobody would betray to join the Chaos.

For wealth and luxury? Only a brain rotted would think so.

In any case, these words of Sir Malin Gaiate inspired these soldiers, rescuing them from the panic of being recently ambushed, his words will be taken as Truth by the soldiers—because he had already fought alongside them, and the next time Sir Malin Gaiate appears in front of these soldiers with his army, he will reap their brave and fearless trust.

... and loyalty.

Here was a young man destined to be a hero.

Old Constantine watched Malin walk down the mound, shaking hands with the soldiers, and for some reason, it reminded him of a phrase he read in his ancestor’s diary.

Heroes do not question their origin, we must surely rebuild civilization.

Yes, we will definitely rebuild civilization.

Constantine even believed this unequivocally when he was younger, though as he aged, some dreams gradually faded.

But today, he once again took out his pocket watch, opened it up, and looked at the portrait of a young girl inside the lid, smiling.

My dear, do you see it? Our dreams, perhaps they are not just dreams... it’s a beautiful new world worth chasing.

Don’t worry, I will take you along to find such a wonderful new world.

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