Transvania, commanding the fortress

Crown Prince Baron, dressed in a black military uniform in the traditional style of the San Orlando Empire, but with a steel helmet on his head, listened in silence to the report of the staff officers. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, the sun was already shining in Kolsalan, the trouble caused by the high temperature was very serious, and the non-combat losses of the troops in various places began to increase, and the Norman invaders took advantage of such good weather to drive straight in.

After the end of the Northern Campaign, Baron, with his excellent command and well-trained officers, gathered tens of thousands of loyal and battle-hardened veterans in the fortress of Transvania; On his fortress there was the most powerful defensive artillery in the region, capable of tearing apart any enemy who dared to offend him; In his sky, the newly reorganized airship unit floated proudly in the sky.

Even though he lost an important battle, the potential of the Near Eastern Army was not exhausted, and in any case, with his superior forces, firepower, and fortresses, the Normans had to pay a heavy price if they wanted to take Transnia.

However, even so, Balon's face did not show half a point of joy, and the staff officers could only see the crown prince with an expressionless face, sitting majestically on the throne, this may be the domineering of the emperor, right?

Only the crown prince himself knew that the future situation was not good at all, with broken stragglers running around in the north, and the mountain troops, barely maintaining their combat effectiveness, although they had gathered a lot of soldiers and were still struggling to destroy the Norman supply lines, but they did not have enough troops, and they were at most used as sabotage troops.

Due to the lag in intelligence and the blockade of communication routes, the Transvanian side is still unaware of the situation of the Thranian invasion in the southern region, and even if the staff officers have a corresponding plan, it is at best a reference function, and usually does not need to be strictly followed - it exists like toilet paper.

In this way, relying on itinerant merchants and arms dealers like Yuri, the crown prince Baron barely learned some unreliable information from afar, and recruited mercenaries to help by the way.

In fact, his recruitment order did have some effect, Lorraine and the adventure team who had been running away for a long time had official Near East Army positions and titles, plus the scattered team that didn't catch up with the Royal Princess also wanted to take refuge, he seemed to have become the only formed reinforcement.

As a time-traveler with no ambitions, it would be nice for Lorraine to be willing to take someone to Transvania considering that the princess had a relationship with her.

His current situation can be described as unlucky, he has no officers on his hands, and the troops under his command are also approaching like a third-rate motley army on the day of its establishment - local garrison squads with no discipline at all, mercenaries who are greedy for money first (escape skills are unparalleled in the world), and aboriginal vassals who have been fooled (cannon fodder in the real sense), if they really command such troops according to normal procedures and discipline, it is easier to shoot them directly.

Then again, the crown prince's situation and hand are really not good, so how good are his enemies?

This time, it was the elite army of the Norman Emperor who was willing to cross the Rocky Mountains to carry out a surprise battle, and the soldiers with extremely amazing combat effectiveness did deliver satisfactory results, but the battle loss rate was too high.

Non-combat losses on the mountain road alone were enough to reimburse nearly 10,000 people, not counting the battles that followed; After the start of the raid, although the Near East Army was in a disadvantageous situation, but the airships in the sky were not vegetarian, in order to eliminate the threat on their heads, the Normans once again exhausted their air force, counting the two battles of Fontainebleau and El Carloen, the Normans no longer had a fully organized air force.

The troops advancing on the ground did not seem to have much of a problem, but in fact they were beaten in the head and bloodied by the Near Eastern Army in the official battle, and tens of thousands of people were killed in the duel of guns alone, not counting the unlucky ones who were wounded by bullets.

It is true that the Norman belief in the great gods can provide a large number of divine arts, and the number of priests and priests is also the highest among the countries on the mainland, but can you expect less than ten healing magic per day? Wounded soldiers may not have that life, and wait for the priest's treatment, because the order of treatment is arranged according to military rank and nobility.

Because of this, the Norman army remained in the northern border area to recuperate, waiting for more legions to follow, and the presence around Transvania was only their advance army, but a mobile force of 30,000 people, completely blocking the traffic in this area.

While the crown prince was thinking about things, in a room further behind, the Near Eastern Army staff officer in black uniforms was in the alliance with St. Orlando, and the officers who remained in Transvania were nervously planning against the huge map.

The military attaches of these allies stationed in Transylvania actually did not have much power, except for the civilian personnel of the consulate, most of the troops under their command were only about 100 people, which was really pitiful.

But at this time, as many people as you can find can be counted as your own troops, those hateful natives will never dare to use them, and can only put them on the mortal positions and fortifications.

These officers also knew why the Near Eastern Army forced them to join the command sequence, and in addition to the small units at their disposal, it was more useful to themselves.

The defeat in the Northern Campaign had created a large gap in the command of the Near Eastern Army, and it was already considered lucky to be able to get the officers of the allies to join it, and as for what chaos would happen after that, we will talk about it.

"Your Highness, do you have any thoughts on the thirty-seventh plan for the transformation of the outlying positions in Transvania?"

"Your Highness, those native soldiers are asking for more food supplies, you see?"

"The raiders have sent a messenger, do you need to be met, Your Highness?"

Personally, Baron didn't want to bother with this at all, and few of his officers saw the Normans' plans: they just wanted to disconnect Transvania from the outside world.

As long as the city and the Near East Army are still in his hands, he has the capital to turn the tables at once, and the secret reserve of grain in the city is enough for half a million people to eat for a year, and this is his confidence-although the grain is somewhat rotten and mildewed.

"Alright, you fools, stand down."

The emperor's words made everyone stunned, and then they saluted and left, leaving only the lonely crown prince sitting on the throne alone.

Waiting for no one to be seen in the hall, Baron also scanned it with his magic equipment, confirmed it, and then arranged the magic of anti-detection and surveillance, and then took out a blood-red crystal.

If Lorraine was present, he would have recognized it, this thing is the same thing as the black-robed man on the singularity in the underground ruins of Elcalon, containing a terrifying aura of death and unknown spatial coordinates.

Baron played with the hedron and soon emitted a faint light from it, and a mysterious voice began to appear in his mind, Mo silently talked nothing, but the escape of that breath of death only made people feel eerie and terrifying, and as time passed, a faint white mist appeared in the room, which was the result of too much negative energy.

Soon, the light of the hedron gradually dissipated, and the aura of death that appeared in the room also dissipated, and there was something different in the crown prince's eyes, and madness and calmness appeared alternately in it.

Reaching out to the pocket watch he had placed on his body, which contained magical images of him and his wife, he stared at his lover's face, and only he knew that no one could stop his "revenge plan" this time.