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Punch back Losing (3)

Artirian would be the overseer of the construction and the re-defending of the fortification for the arena. Then as Artirian became the overseer the officers would be the supervisors on their respective group. "How was the reconstruction and the defences, Lelucard?" Artirian asked as he was looking at his binoculars to see the other places that the Red faction controls.

"It is well-organized Sir as we can see some of the construction will be finished in less than 5 days sir. And soon the men would be able to be reinforced to the Mess hall Sir. And also to add Sir there is a message from the Mess hall Sir." Artirian would put down his Binoculars and turn around "So is it about reinforcements?"

Lelucard replied "No, Sir it said here that they are currently in good shape and the defence is tough. But they in constant skirmish form both sides." Artirian would put down his binoculars on the table and commanded Lelucard "call a messenger and tell the messenger to give this message to Lt. Shanks who is the head of the Mess hall garrison forces.

Tell the Lt. that there would be a reinforcement that will be assigned to the Mess hall by around 2 days from now." Lelucard gives a snappy salute before walking to the door. After that Artirain would walk towards the table where the map of the campus is placed.

Aritirian would be looking at the map that was on the table and while he was looking at the map a knock would be heard. "Permission to enter Faction leader" a rough voice said. Artirian would reply "Yes, You may" .

Then the door would open and the officer would walk towards Artirian and snapped his shoes to give respect to Artirian. "Sir I am willing to be one of the reinforcements," The officer said with confidence and willingness to be sent towards the Mess hall that became a front line for both Red Faction and blue faction.

Artirian would look confident as he looked at the officer who is willing to be a reinforcement for the forces in the Mess hall. "Well then you will leave by 2 days from now at 6:40 am sharp hope you reach the Mess hall well Officer". Artirian said as the officer gives a snappy salute and turns around walking away and goes out of the room.

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Artirian POV

``If I plan our New faction to spearhead one of the ruling faction it will look like suicide as the other faction would have a way to either exhaust my men or attack us behind our backs. If I attack both it will only stretch my forces too thin to be able to reinforce other groups. This game is a war on attrition, the first one to lose resources would lose.

So Right now I am planning to take over the resources roads that both factions have. I should send scouts and then send light infantry to harass the caravans for it to give up resources and to exhaust their forces.``

I would then grab the map and observe it well. Then I looked at it and tried to look at the roads. As I look at the map there are 5 major roads that are well guarded and said by my intelligence division that there are 6 roads that are caravans most and always tend to travel too.

"Hmm, I guess this is pretty much a great strategy to take on attrition warfare. And then add guerilla tactics if I have fewer forces and do some attack and retreat is a possible way for me to win."

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Then Artirian walks out of the office room and then walks towards the formation ground of the Arena. As he observes some parts of the Arena was well built and refortified by some of the cadets he can see the improvement. "I guess being a Faction leader was also hard and difficult.. How did I become an officer in the first place" Artirian put his hands on his forehead as he thought of that.

The next morning came and the sun was rising, the sky was clear and the birds were flying high. It was Sunday on the Aqua star and there were no gunshots and a firework explosion had been heard. It was very unusual for that day then Artirian would head towards his car and then washed his face and put his uniform on.

After that, a firework explosion fired (BOOM!) then the arena would vibrate as it hits. Then a shout would echo "ENEMY ATTACK BLUE FORCES! ENEMY ATTACK BLUE FORCES! SOUND THE ALARM!"

Then a knock "Sir we are under attack" Artirian would reply "Call Lelucard and set the defences A and move into battle position give them all you got boys!" Artirian said as he put his black coat and hat on.

Artirian would then walk towards the hall and as he looked at one of the windows he would cadet of Blue forces that number almost 1k. Artirian would smirk as he sees that it will be a maiden battle of the new forces.

"Alright forces we are taking for a battle will be a sign of your maiden battle! READY! FIRE!" Artirian would raise his sword and the forces that are in his back would shout "NEW FACTION! NEW FACTION!" Lelucard would then walk towards Artirian and said "Sir we are prepared to exchange swords with them then Artirian replied, "Just wait let them be fired by fireworks and arrows and don't let them cross that red line."

Lelucard would then reply "Yes, Sir!" then goes back to his position. The exchange of bullets and fireworks would be heard, explosions left and right and debris of paint would also be seen on the ground. Artirian would then laugh loudly "Is that all you can do blue forces!" Artirian would then aim his coloured firework on the middle of the position and as it fired (BOOM!) the cadets who would be fired would drop on the ground and would be covered with the colour red which means they have died.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING! FIRE BACK! FIRE BACK!" shouted by the Unit commander of the Blue forces who was seated on a horse and raising his sword. "CHARGE THE ARENA! RETAKE THE ARENA!" then the cadets would shout as they charge forward "RAHHHHHH! FOR THE FACTION LEADER!"

The frontal attack was not that excellent because before they had reached the barricade forces of the new faction they were fired upon by archers and musket fires. And they would get hit and dropped on the ground some would be on a fetal position but some would just drop on the ground.

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