I don't know because the results are so hard to accept that some basic common sense is forgotten. Or do you plan to simply play dumb and hold on to the end, in order to reverse the defeat. Anyway, the commanding generals of Hanover did not admit defeat, but gave loud orders again and again, directing the "surviving" soldiers to re-line and meet the enemy.

At the beginning of the war, he was still arrogant, feeling that he didn't need to do any command at all compared to the disparity of two times the number of troops, as long as he let the soldiers push over, it was enough to crush the ragtag army in front of him.

Who would have thought that the ending was so different from what I imagined!

"I was just careless to let you take advantage of it. The arrays on the left and right flanks did not suffer much impact, and the forces were still there. As long as you assemble, you won't be able to fight. ”

The general's collar muttered to himself, as if he was analyzing the situation, and as if he was cheering himself up.

But if the scattered formation was so easy for him to reorganize, then his name would have been added to the list of mainland celebrities a long time ago.

Tang Feng saw that the opponent was going to resist to the end, and he didn't care. The orders were given one by one, and the front line that passed through the formation crossed an arc and killed again.

Their opponents, the soldiers of Hanover, were nervously and chaotically searching for their place in the newly arranged array.

Of course, Tang Feng would not wait stupidly for the opponent to get ready, and with his order, the "Miscellaneous Army" slowly but unusually firmly crashed into the opponent's formation.

The Duke of Smowa stroked his forehead with his hand and stopped looking at the field.

The commander had exhausted himself and had lost his ability to judge. Even a military layman like Grand Duke Smowa has seen the outcome of this battle. The general's approach not only failed to save the defeat, but also caused the province of Hanover to lose face.

Anthony also shook his head slightly when he saw the general's holding.

Although strict training is an effective way to enhance the combat effectiveness of the army, training is, after all, only training, and fighting on the battlefield on the line of life and death are fundamentally two concepts.

Training can be sneaky and slippery, it can be perfunctory, at most, it will be scolded and punished after being discovered by the commander.

But on the brutal battlefield, a small negligence may require one, several, or even dozens of lives to fill it. Not only will he give away his own life, but he will also affect his brothers and colleagues, who dares to be lazy, who dares to be sloppy?

And the iron-blooded killing field is the most ruthless big examination room, and those who fail to pass the test have been eliminated forever. The existence of these 300 people who are still standing on the school field is the best proof of their ability.

The difference in the environment has created a huge gap between the two forces. Fortunately, this is just a drill, the soldiers do not have to worry about their lives, and the "death" of their comrades will not have any negative impact on them. If it had been replaced by a real life-and-death struggle, the spreading panic would have collapsed and fled the Hannover phalanx long ago.

Because of this, Anthony was not at all surprised that Tang Feng could win. He was focused on something else.

It is the "miscellaneous army" with a strange configuration of the troops commanded by Tang Feng.

Just now he explained to Duke Smowa that this unit was trained by Tang Feng. There is nothing false in this statement, but it is just a concealment of some parts.

This strange formation, which had never appeared in the history of the Oss continent, was made by him Anthony. The specific training and operation methods are also taught by him.

Anthony also wanted to know how powerful the formation from another world could produce in this time and space.

Tang Feng did not let Anthony wait for a long time, and under the sharp and incomparable attack of his soldiers, the remnants of Hanover's formation finally completely collapsed. No matter how unwilling the commanding general was, in the face of reality, he had to accept the result of defeat.

As for the performance of the fighters, Anthony's evaluation is "decent", which is not too satisfying. Because victory was expected, it would be strange to lose to Hanover, a rookie who had never been on the battlefield.

The first official appearance of the Otherworldly Formation shocked almost everyone present, but eighty percent of the credit was due to the commander Tang Feng. There is no way, the time for learning, drilling, and familiarization is too short for the soldiers to fully master. The normal operation of the formation in the battle relied on Tang Feng's meticulous instructions, so that every soldier clearly understood what he should do.

And the price paid was the sharp consumption of Tang Feng's brainpower, and he almost fell down tired at the moment. His throat was so dry that he almost smoked, and he couldn't speak at all.

Fortunately, there were only 300 people in the array, and if there were more people, Tang Feng would not be able to command even if he was exhausted.

The magical formation of another world will certainly not be a chicken rib that can only command hundreds of people. If the soldiers in the formation are more familiar with the formation, the instructions issued by Tang Feng do not need to be so elaborate and complicated, and the following teams can also analyze the instructions by themselves and complete the designated tactical actions.

Of course, this requires a long period of training and running-in, but it is not in a hurry.

The victory and defeat were decided, and Grand Duke Smowa put away his complicated thoughts and congratulated Princess Yalina and the others with a smile on his face.

"Her Royal Highness the princess's warriors are really brave and powerful. I, Hanover, faced the battle with twice as many troops, and I thought it was very safe, but now I realized that it was not enough to do it. ”

Princess Arina smiled, elegant and impeccable.

"The Duke has won the award, and the Hannover soldiers are also well-trained, so it can be seen that the Duke has also worked hard."

"There is something special about this battle formation that Her Royal Highness has discharged, and this Duke does not know much about military affairs, but it is unheard of. I wonder if Her Royal Highness the Princess can solve this doubt for the Duke? ”

Although the Duke of Smowa spoke to Arlina, his eyes were on Anthony to the side.

As he said, as the supreme ruler of the province, the Grand Duke naturally did not need to be proficient in marching formations. But it is impossible for his generals to be ignorant of this—even if it is only on paper. He had already asked someone about it, and it was true that there had never been any relevant written record of a unit like the "Miscellaneous Army".

Princess Arina's smile remained unchanged, and her eyes were also biased towards the boy next to her.

After getting along during this time, Her Royal Highness the Princess and others are accustomed to Anthony being in charge of the overall situation, and he is mostly responsible for decision-making and handling. Yalina's eye movements did not conceal such a meaning, which was extremely natural.

Besides, he originally made up this troop formation.

Anthony bowed slightly, and replied indifferently: "It's just a game that came up in the next moment, and the Duke hasn't heard of it before, and it's normal." ”

Really!

Duke Smowa's eyes lit up.

It's gold that always shines, no matter where you put it. Besides, he didn't seem to be deliberately hiding it.

Just as he was about to ask further, a voice suddenly interjected.

"Viscount Anthony is a genius, and it is really amazing that he can create a completely new formation just by being interested. I don't know which famous mainland general inherited Viscount Anthony's military knowledge? ”

When Anthony and the others heard this, they all looked at the source of the sound in surprise. I saw a nobleman dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a thin figure and a ruthless appearance.

Anthony's current title is viscount, but the Grand Duke of Smowa has always called him sir, never by title. Just because the difference between the two people's titles is too great, in terms of titles, it is inevitable that they will be condescending and overwhelming.

The nobleman said "Viscount Anthony" one by one, coupled with his seemingly admiring, but his tone was full of mocking words, and the provocative attitude was already clearly displayed.

The Grand Duke raised his eyebrows, but his face sank.

This nobleman jumped out inexplicably, but it was not arranged by the Duke's Palace in advance. No matter who he was aiming at or what his purpose was, when the Duke of Smois, the lord of the province of Hanover, suddenly intervened when he was talking to his distinguished guests, the first thing to cut was his Grand Duke's face.

"Count Heberger!"

Grand Duke Smowa roared in a low voice, anger and discontent like magma in a volcano, ready to erupt at any moment.

Count Heberger's whole body shook violently, as if he had just discovered the Grand Duke's face sinking like water, and he immediately panicked.

Instead, Anthony, who was sarcastically smiled, didn't think he was upset.

"I usually like to read books, various books. And the knowledge, including military and political knowledge, was learned from books, but it was not under the door of any famous general. In such a closed-door process, it is inevitable that there will be various flaws in what a person has figured out. If the Earl finds any mistakes or deficiencies, please do not hesitate to advise. ”

Anthony spoke in a sincere tone and a gentle attitude. The Grand Duke saw that the main lord didn't mean to be angry, and he didn't have a seizure at the moment, but just snorted coldly.

Count Heberger fought another cold war, but he still stubbornly said: "After all, the drill is just a drill, and there is still no way to compare it with the real battle." I'm afraid no one can say whether this strange phalanx created by the whims of the next generation will be able to exert such power as it is today in the face of a real enemy. ”

Feeling the heavy pressure of the Grand Duke next to him, who seemed to be about to swallow him alive, Count Heberger finally replaced the "viscount" with "down".

Anthony nodded in agreement.

"The Earl is right, no matter what kind of training, the purpose is to finally set foot on the battlefield. It's a pity that there are no enemies in Hanover Province, and even if you want to prove it to the Count and the other lords, you can't find a chance. ”

"Not necessarily."

Count Heberger seemed to be beginning to get used to the Duke's imposing power, and finally said what he wanted to say.

"There is a powerful bandit in the mountains and forests to the west of our province, and if Anthony wants to prove himself, he can make this bandit his target."

When Duke Smowa heard this, he snorted coldly again.

He was now certain that the Count Heberger had definitely premeditated. Although his performances are not clumsy, it is okay to deceive others, and it is delusional to deceive Grand Duke Smois, who has been rolling in the officialdom of deceitful all his life.

As for the bandits in the mountains and forests to the west, is there such a bandit in that place? Or a powerful bandit? How come I've never heard of it?

Thoughts flashed through the mind of Grand Duke Smowa, but he did not intend to debunk the other party's lies.

Isn't the suppression of bandits tantamount to an enhanced version of the actual combat exercise? He didn't have to bother with arranging it, and he had one more chance to observe, so what reason did he have to stop it.

Over there, Anthony's smile was still gentle and sunny.

"It's easy to have a goal, these warriors from Aberdeen have been on the battlefield, and it's unlikely that just bandits will bother us. It is incumbent upon us to eliminate the bandits who are the culprit. It's just that we don't know about each other's situation, and we ask the Earl to give us some necessary information. ”

"Absolutely." Count Heberger also smiled, and his gloomy face seemed to fade a little.

The military parade ended, the people gradually dispersed in twos and threes, and the nobles on the high platform also left the venue one by one.

Judging from the excited expressions of everyone's discussions, it was a very successful military parade, and everyone was very satisfied.

Grand Duke Smowa looked at the back of the young man floating away in front of him with a slightly confused look, and seemed to have captured something in his mind. But when you think about it, it seems like nothing.

What echoed in his ears were the unclear words of the young man before he said goodbye and left:

"It is said that several bands of bandits, not weak, who had wandered from other provinces, also gathered in the western mountains of Hanover. I don't know if this news is true or not......"