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In the city of Seris, the situation on the battlefield in Higgs has changed so much recently that everyone has to hold a pre-war meeting to discuss the great performance of Her Royal Highness in Higgs.
In short, although the princess stubbornly returned to Higgs, she played an active role there. Not only did she stabilize the situation on the ground, but she also vaguely opened the way for Iran Hill's counterattack plan.
The civil affairs official in charge of the evacuation of the refugees was so excited that he was the first to report: "Almost all the civilians who have evacuated to the east have become organized teams. The orderly retreat of the old and young women under the command of a handful of young people was at least three times more efficient than before. β
His words sounded in Chris's ears, and the translation was: "This princess is so useful, Your Majesty the Emperor, you should marry and raise it at home." β
Before the civil affairs official here could finish speaking, the road management official on the other side added: "All the east-west roads have been cleared, and the people marching in the opposite direction are now actively avoiding our troops, and the speed of our advance has changed from the slowest to the fastest." β
The official of the railway department followed suit and continued: "Almost overnight, we have one more railroad...... The role of Her Royal Highness is really unexpected......"
Chris really wants to ask the other party, do you think it is better for me to marry a railroad and go home to be a queen, or is it more appropriate to marry a princess to go home? Or, simply, the queen's title is called the rails, right? The queen of the rails, sounds like a fan......
"A railway? I think at least two...... General Lester called to thank him, saying that he seemed to have three more car transport regiments overnight......" On the other side, a general from the military said excitedly.
"It's a miracle that ammunition is replenished at a 20 percent faster rate, and that countless civilians near the battlefield have volunteered to carry and unload ammunition for us, and that there are almost no lost ammunition." When it comes to this, the general has a gushing posture.
Okay, Chris sat in the first place, and once again smiled bitterly in his heart: she was still a rail queen before, but now she has become a car queen - how does it sound, there is a strong smell of car models?
Because of the support of the population, the entire Higgs region seemed to have become the rear of the Elanhill forces, and in some respects, even more reliable than the rear.
The officer of the wounded statistics department reported the good news, and he first described the dilemma of the troops in the previous situation of rehousing the wounded: "The day before yesterday, only 2,100 wounded were resettled locally, and we spent more than 7,000 gold coins to settle these wounded. β
He then went on to talk about the improvements in the last few days, and the gap between the two was so great that they couldn't be better: "Yesterday, thanks to the help of Her Royal Highness, Higgs took 4,900 wounded people on the spot, and every family seemed to be helping, and our morale was unbelievably rising. β
"Although they are not professional, these locals are really reassuring in terms of providing a place to recuperate, taking care of the injured with limited mobility, and restoring the mentality of the injured. The soldiers were no longer afraid of being wounded, which helped a lot in battle. A minister added.
"The Battle of Higgs has turned into a people's war, and the role of the Empress there is beyond imagination. We underestimate the role of popular support, and this deserves a good review. A staff officer expressed his opinion with some emotion: "Before, we were almost fighting in guest places, and the refugees caused us countless troubles, but few locals helped us. Now, Higgs is our home turf. β
This was the first time that Elanhill's staff had organized such a large-scale battle, and in many respects they only had theoretical knowledge, so there were many problems in scheduling and other aspects.
Unlike fighter pilots, they are unable to train hard to put their battle ideas into practice. Therefore, after the outbreak of the war, it was the time for them to start their real training - which caused chaos in the dispatch of the front line for a while, causing many unnecessary losses.
They first wanted to clean up the hearts and minds of the Higgs region, but they ignored the pressure on the roads caused by mass migration. In the traditional control area of Elanhill, such road stress can be counteracted by tough road conditions, but in the Higgs area, where the road conditions are average, it becomes a headache.
Facts have proven that it is not enough for a group of good operational staff officers to rely solely on the magic ball of knowledge to instill knowledge, and what they lack is more actual combat experience in commanding large-scale operations than theoretical knowledge of all kinds of strange things.
Now, there's a guy who's helped them out with a lot of trouble, and they're really grateful. The General Staff now admires Her Royal Highness the Queen, and even thinks that such a talent can work in the General Staff.
For Chris, His Majesty the Emperor, this war, within the scope of affordable losses, to exercise his staff is a very cost-effective thing. After such a war, his staff officers could take charge of themselves and draw up more reliable battle plans.
"That's it! Regarding the affairs of Her Royal Highness the Princess, just let the Guards take care of it. What we are going to talk about now is an analysis of the situation on the battlefield. General Staff, let me give you a brief introduction. Chris interrupted everyone's "good opinion meeting" for Her Royal Highness and opened his mouth to order.
A staff officer stood up, walked to the huge map hanging on the wall, pointed to the frontal battlefield with his whip, and began to introduce: "Three days ago, the Holy Demon Empire stopped advancing towards Higsnar, and the entire front began to stabilize, and our defense line began to consolidate. β
"The small-scale tentative counterattacks on the front line prove that the Holy Demon Empire has not abandoned their positions, so we are not sure of their precise intentions to stop the attack." The officer used his whip to draw in the direction of several main attacks of the opponent on the frontal battlefield, and said skillfully.
For today's speech, he may have practiced dozens of times in private, so his sentences are coherent and clear: "After inference, the staff believes that there is about a third chance that they are holding on and waiting for reinforcements from the Holy Demon Empire to arrive, and then restart the frontal assault operation. β
This staff officer introduced the possibility that the entire staff department collectively judged, and which inference to accept was a matter for the front-line generals and His Majesty: "In addition, there is still a part of their possibility that they have lost interest in attacking and are ready to wait for our counterattack, and then see the move." As for the reason for the loss of interest in attacking, it is likely that the losses of troops are too large, or that there are not enough troops......"
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"The third reason is the one we are most worried about. It is possible that they realize that they are alone and are ready to make adjustments to eliminate their salients. With that, he stood next to the map with his whip in hand, waiting for Chris's further orders.
"The Air Force's reconnaissance has made the enemy's intention to masse troops on a large scale unconcealed, and there is indeed intelligence that the other side is drawing troops from ......the front line," Air Force Commander-in-Chief Butolia also said.
Chris nodded, combined with the knowledge in his head, and concluded: "We should not pin our hopes of victory on the stupidity of the enemy. So I think what we should consider is the third scenario. β
He looked at several chiefs of staff of the army and commanded: "Draw up a battle plan according to the worst-case scenario, and immediately order Wagron to start a counterattack!" What's the other party's situation, let's try it and find out! There's no need to sit here and guess! β
"If the other side is strengthening the defenses on both flanks of the salient, then we will try the ability of our troops to attack the fortifications. If the other party does not reinforce the two wings, just hit them by surprise! After giving the battle order, he stood up and looked at everyone in the entire conference room: "The victory or defeat will be known in a few days!" β
An officer pinched the confidential message summed up by the meeting, walked to the telegram room where the telegram was sent, and handed the message to the non-commissioned officer who was specialized in sending heartless telegrams.
The non-commissioned officer checked the seal of His Majesty the Emperor on the telegram, nodded and began to tap the firing pin in front of him. Soon a complete telegram was sent, directly across the mountains and seas, to the ears of Waglon's radio troops.
The officer in charge of receiving the telegram pressed the headset with one hand and wrote the contents of the telegram quickly on the message paper with the other. After checking the translation, he neatly copied the correct sentence on another piece of telephony and handed it to the long-awaited commander: "Seris! Your Majesty's order! β
The officer took the message, tucked it in the folder, and walked quickly out of the tent, through the camp, to the outside of a large tent. He opened the curtain, walked into the tent, and stood behind Wagron, who was looking at the sand table: "Commander! Seris! Your Majesty's order! β
Taking the message, Wagron saw that there was only one sentence on it: "Attack as soon as possible!" β
He handed the telegram to General Walter beside him, and then opened his mouth to order: "Let the armored forces start attacking!" β
With one attack order after another, at the field airfield near the battlefield on the southern front, one after another Il-2 attack planes began to take off, forming a dense attack echelon in the sky, and began to fly in the direction of the Holy Demon Empire's army.
And on the ground, the sound of the engine roaring continued. One tank after another began to advance towards the front line, running over the meadows, crossing streams, billowing black smoke, and raising majestic gun barrels.
They were followed by hordes of Irlanhill grenadiers, singing high war songs and carrying all sorts of weapons, along the road, along the ridges, along the banks of the river, along the edge of the forest, all the way north.