Eodem: A Rifle and Sword Adventure (Complete)

Chapter 51: a Hostile Spear in the New Frontier

AN: Any guesses what lyrics of this title is from what song my fellow Wattpadders?

Eodem Chapter 51: a Hostile Spear in the New Frontier

Ever since the UFEAF forces achieved breakthroughs from the Dragon Wall, the lay of the land shifted considerably. No longer did the Otherworldly soldiers sat behind the wilderness of forests or the sloes' of marshes but now they sat atop of the Empire's Imperial Heartlands. From the uneven hills that would reverberate their Motorized Vehicles upon its rough march to idyllic plains with calm pathways no different like the paved roads back from their celestial homelands, the vast expanse of Gliesia has now lay bared for those intrepid enough to explore through its adventurous depths. The Army was now free to do their reconnaissance, maneuver, and resupply with virtual impunity. To most of the Soldiers who spent their lives either in cold gray rocks, within the barges of their ships, or stationed around the ho-hum biomes of the UFE's colonies, it was as if they opened a book to the awaiting arms of what can only be a pre-industrialized paradise that is Gliesia's natural and beautiful self. Chromatic fields of a palette's worth of many different florae with the occasional flowing creek encountered and frolicking docile wildlife brought the soldiers a brief moment of calm in an otherwise taut race to drive the knife deeper into the Empire's Core. There were several traces of leftover volcanic ashes that choke the air and made some cover their orifices in masks of those left from the Ostalroc Volcano in which the Slaegian Serfs who weren't hastily conscripted to the Imperial Militias they encountered had as much as they could sweep off the ashes away from their essential farming lands. Watering holes that weren't sealed however were corrupted albeit the fishing nets meant to catch freshwater fish and the help of hydromancing Mages made improvised filtration systems to purify in their beliefs is Neneth's Blood as said by Aliathra. Those sparse men were considered the most fortunate ones of the war. Not comprehending the strange carriages that pass by their villages to be the aforementioned 'Demonic Invaders'. Colonel Polonsky explicitly discouraged the Eastern Army Group interaction with the locals by the time being.

Operation Haymaker's demanding timings gave no quarter to those who would slow down as encircling and the capturing of key points is what is the most strategically politically effectuate objective at hand and the results speak for itself:

The Imperial Legions that remained in the Duchy of Tifrait had either capitulated under the UFE's tide, deserted, or were in piecemeals retreating back to the safety of the Empire's many cities. Most of those who routed had to let go of their shields, their armors, and weapons just to lighten their weights as they turned their tails but even then, it was oftentimes not enough. By about day three of the Invasion, the UFEAF's Eastern Army Group had just captured the strategic town of Neuogonia with virtually no fight as the town's inhabitants were, as interrogated by the prisoners of war captured to had evacuated further inland and that the meager garrison was ordered to hold the town until the retreating remnants of the Dragon Wall regrouped with them. Unfortunately for them, the bulk of those forces that they had prayed to their War Gods to reunite with safely were hastily intercepted and disposed of by the UFE's Mobile Elements. The general chow time gist as babbled by the Troops were of overarching confidence that the War could be over by the month's end. The same enthusiasm albeit in a different tone of that was the Native Auxiliaries were facing another predicament, specifically the modernly equipped and sophomoric as a formal organization, Prince Clovich's remodeled into the mirror image of his Otherworldly patrons, the Tyr Rianni Laniyea. Despite taking the most casualties of the ongoing invasion of about and being mostly taking whatever orders there attached UFEAF Officers would say due to the reservations of their new equipment and rather rushed training with them before being quickly sent into the deep end of a war, the Laniyea's Reifflywrs Ymosiod Squads began to grow confident. They held their reservations and several concerning doubts of their abilities to challenge the Empire during the introductory phases of Operation Haymaker. For the longest time, they were all under the wings of the Imperial Slaegian's sphere as their puppets but no longer. What was once only the dreams of madmen vainly attempting to defy the rules of political nature instead turned its fate around as the servants soon became the new master. Seeing the Imperial Armies fall beneath the storm of their marches shattered any fears of the defeat of their crusade against the Empire. They manage to take action against several hold outs of Imperial Armies fortifications with satisfactory results from their Otherworlder superiors with their new weapons. However, what still remains of their previous cultural background as any Medieval-aged minded person would be expected was their propensity of agitation and propensity to openly loot whatever they come across (despite the UFEAF equally guilty albeit they do such 'confiscations' behind most people's backs rather than in broad daylight), unlike there more experienced and disciplined UFEAF counterparts. An interest group of the Laniyea Ymosiad's UFEAF Attache Officer's formally requested that Prince Clovich, who had just arrived in Neuogonia to personally inspect his new troops to not only lift their morale but also reaffirm their vows to what they were truly fighting for.