The Counterattack of the Republic Chapter 2

Athiess Plateau,the grand Gate of Transworld stands firmly at the heart of the Athiess Plateau, as if it has existed since the dawn of time. Each massive stone of the gate seems to sing an ancient melody from the distant past.

On a plain about twenty kilometers away, a joint force of over a hundred thousand men is stationed, composed of the Imperial Direct Army and the armies of various duchies.

The commander of the joint force is the Duke of Bavaria, known as the Lion of the Earth—Philip II.

He stands on a hill not far from his command tent, looking at the remnants of the imperial army who fled back from the Gate of Transworld, a mocking smile on his lips.

These ambitious imperial troops, despite his orders as the commander of the coalition, had recklessly entered the Gate of Transworld. Now they are being beaten back by the other world, serving them right.

Athiess Plateau is located at the border between the Byzantine Empire and the Duchy of Bavaria. As one of the ten vassal kingdoms of the empire, Bavaria is located in the north of the empire and has been guarding the northern border of the empire all year round, resisting the invasion of the Vikings from the far north.

Bavaria has a well-armed populace, and with the support of the empire's largest iron ore area, the Tigris, both the combat effectiveness of the soldiers and the weapons and equipment are at the top level among the ten vassal kingdoms. Therefore, it is natural for the Duchy of Bavaria to become the vanguard and main force of the invasion of another world.

Under the rule of Philip II, Bavaria has established a 50,000-strong elite armored cavalry, which is an existence that other duchies dare not even think about. This is also the absolute guarantee for Philip II to become the commander of the coalition.

Looking down at the imperial army that is being reorganized on the plain, Philip II gently stroked his long beard. After experiencing a painful defeat, it will not be difficult for him to bring these arrogant imperial soldiers under his command.

He called the deputy commander and ordered the imperial soldiers who fled back from the door to be incorporated into his own troops in batches. In this way, he could firmly grasp this coalition in his own hands and become the sharp weapon to establish his great achievements.

He will eventually become the founding emperor of the great Bavarian Empire.

Yes, Philip II will not be satisfied to be a vassal of Byzantium. One day, Byzantium will tremble before the Bavarian iron cavalry, and the Gate of Transworld is the cornerstone of all these great undertakings!

After the defeated imperial army fled back, all kinds of rumors about the other side of the Gate of Transworld were flying around the camp.

Some soldiers said that people in the other world are all great magicians, and the magic weapons in their hands can spray out countless fireballs to harvest lives.

Others said that the other side is extremely terrifying, with steel monsters running around everywhere, and the sky is full of steel dragons that can spit fire...

For rumors, Philip II showed disdain, which is nothing more than an excuse for the losers.

In the ancient legends that have been circulating on the Holy Roland Continent, the other side of the Gate of Transworld is a magical and ancient world, with treasures everywhere and gold everywhere, full of unimaginable wealth.

The other world is just a barbaric land waiting for his conquest. What are steel monsters and steel dragons? It's just nonsense.

His army has dragon slayers who have hunted sub-dragons, so let his soldiers tear these steel monsters into pieces with their iron swords!

Just as Philip II was full of confidence in deploying the attack plan, the scout suddenly reported that many people in strange clothes emerged from the Gate of Transworld, and they seemed to be an army.

But they are wearing green clothes, with no armor on their bodies, and no swords in their hands. After coming out of the door, they did not form a battle array, but dug a ditch after another on the Athiess Plateau, which is puzzling.

"It is indeed a barbarian from a foreign land!"

Upon hearing this, Philip II showed a disdainful smile on his face. Since ancient times, the art of war has emphasized two things: speed and formation.

He has been guarding the northern border for a long time, and his formation is needless to say. The elite armored cavalry he has carefully trained for several years are extremely fast in combat. When fighting against the Vikings from the far north, they often insert into the enemy's formation at a speed that is faster than the speed of sound, like a fatal arrow hitting the enemy's vital point.

This is the style of Philip II's combat, as steady as a rock, and at the same time as fast as the wind.

Led by the scout, Philip II quietly came to a forest not far from the Gate of Transworld with a team of personal guards.

Sure enough, thousands of people in green clothes have already been stationed on the Athiess Plateau. They are constantly digging circles of ditches centered on the Gate of Transworld.

Each ditch is equipped with a strange steel pipe with wheels, and it is unknown what it is used for. The inside of the ditch is already covered with hundreds of green and mottled tents. The actions of these people in green clothes are indeed strange and unpredictable.

However, it is strange that these people in green clothes seem to be busy, but in fact, they are orderly, and they are obviously well-trained soldiers, but what kind of weapons they use, Philip II does not understand.

Do these people in green clothes think they can fight against his 100,000 elite soldiers armed to the teeth with their flesh and blood fists?

Philip II smiled, and at the same time, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. The familiar personal guards knew that the Duke was about to take action.

Sure enough, Philip II waved his hand and said, "Return to the camp, pass on my order, and call up 10,000 people from the joint army, and 5,000 elite armored cavalry, ready to attack!"

In Philip II's mind, the mere thousands of people in green clothes on the Athiess Plateau can be swept away by sending out 2,000 of his elite armored cavalry, but his character is steady, and he likes to concentrate superior forces to crush the enemy in one fell swoop.

Just as Philip and his party thought they were leaving quietly, several pairs of eyes were staring at them in the forest.

The first army to attack the other world is composed of several top-grade armored synthetic brigades selected from the 13th and 15th Group Armies of the Southwest Theater Command. These armored brigades are the famous rapid reaction brigades in the country.

As the advance team, they are equipped with the country's top combat weapons and are named the First Expeditionary Force by the Central Military Commission, consisting of five thousand personnel. The commander of the expeditionary force is none other than the Major General and Army Commander of the 13th Group Army—Zhang Tianya, but of course, he should be addressed as Commander Zhang now.

Wang Dahai serves as the captain of the third reconnaissance squad directly under the expeditionary force. His squad is stationed in a forest not far from the Gate of Transworld, acting as a covert sentinel for reconnaissance. At this moment, his eyes are intently fixed on Philip II, who is about to leave.

The squad's machine gunner, Zhao Yang, quietly crawled to his side and whispered, "Captain, that big bearded guy is obviously a big fish. Shouldn't we capture him for interrogation?"

"Go, get back to your position. Our mission is to keep watch. We're not capturing anyone, so don't cause trouble!" Wang Dahai replied without turning his head.

"Pfft, who is this coward that popped up, and he's our captain?" Zhao Yang muttered to himself, grumbling as he returned to his position.

Zhao Yang has always dreamed of joining the elite of the elites—the Southwest Falcon Special Forces Brigade.

Although stationed in the Southwest Theater Command, it is directly commanded by the Central Military Commission and is the first special forces unit among all theaters to implement the central joint command reform. It is also the strongest and most mysterious special forces unit in the country.

Joining the Falcons signifies that you are a true king among soldiers!

Within the Falcon Brigade, the most mysterious are the five super soldiers known as the Falcon Five—Wind, Forest, Fire, Mountain, and Thunder.

The true identities of these five warriors are unknown, and even within the Falcons, very few people know. It is said that no mission is too difficult when these five are on the job.

Zhao Yang dreams of joining the Falcons almost every night. If he could capture that bearded man now and make a significant contribution, he might have a chance to participate in the selection of the Falcons.

But that damned captain—Zhao Yang glanced in Wang Dahai's direction.

At this moment, he was lazily lying on the ground, with a blade of grass in his mouth, looking as annoying as could be. How could such a guy be qualified to be the captain of a reconnaissance squad? Zhao Yang spat on the ground in disgust.

"Alright, Zhao, stop complaining and do your job!" Li Mo Mo, the assaulter hidden on the other side, said to Zhao Yang through the personal radio.

"Pfft, what would a girl know?" Zhao Yang thought to himself.

Li Mo Mo is a slightly cute girl, which is another point of dissatisfaction for Zhao Yang with the squad.

The military should be a world for men, and war is where men make their mark. Women should be better off at home, looking after children and shopping.

Now, not only is there Li Mo Mo, a girl, in the squad, but there is also another female military doctor named Murong Xue. Is this still a reconnaissance squad? Are these girls playing house or on a day trip to another world?

At this moment, Wang Dahai seemed to remember something, suddenly stood up, and made a few gestures towards a towering tree behind him.

A clump of leaves on the tree suddenly moved, and soon a figure climbed out—it was Cheng Lin, the squad's sniper and a close friend of Wang Dahai for many years.

Cheng Lin quickly climbed down from the tree, nodded to Wang Dahai, and then ran quickly towards the expeditionary force's camp.

Then Wang Dahai called over the squad's communicator, He Changlong, a man in his thirties from Sichuan, "Old He, connect me to the command, tell them to be ready for combat, ready to engage at any moment!" Wang Dahai ordered.

He Changlong is a veteran soldier, calm and composed, meticulously executing Wang Dahai's orders.

Immediately after, Wang Dahai made combat deployments for the squad. Although Li Mo Mo and Murong Xue didn't understand, they quickly found the best combat positions. Only Zhao Yang was still reluctant: "We didn't capture any tongues, what's with the sudden change?"

As Philip and his party retreated, although they couldn't understand what was being said, Wang Dahai clearly felt the murderous aura emanating from Philip.

Years of military experience told him that at this moment, the expeditionary force had just crossed the stone gate and was not ready for battle. Many heavy weapons had not yet been transported. If he were the enemy of the expeditionary force, he would also choose to attack at the first opportunity.

Now, it's just a matter of when the enemy will come!

As for not capturing any tongues just now, it's because Wang Dahai doesn't want to alert the enemy. Their reconnaissance squad only has six people and cannot guarantee to hold all thirty-plus people of Philip's party. Even if one escapes, it would put the expeditionary force in a disadvantageous position.

Moreover, the command issued was for reconnaissance and limited contact with the other side. They came for peace, and without a direct order from the command, Wang Dahai doesn't want to take the risk.

After receiving the intelligence from Wang Dahai, Zhang Tianya frowned. The Central Military Commission's order was to focus on peaceful negotiations and not to open fire unless absolutely necessary, but now... And the expeditionary force is not ready for battle!

"Pass on my order, all soldiers arm themselves fully and get into the trenches to prepare for the enemy!"

"But Commander, we have not received any definite intelligence about the enemy's attack!" said a staff officer.

"I trust that guy's judgment!"

Said Zhang Tianya, looking at Yuan Qinyu, who also nodded in agreement, "If it's him, I think it's credible!"

The order quickly reached the camp, and all the soldiers picked up their steel guns and hid in the trenches. Although they were physically exhausted, their faces were filled with excitement. After years of military service, isn't it all for the day when they can pick up their guns and engage in real combat?