Chapter 445: Battle of El Sala (3)
In the halls of Fort Daygrana, huge balls of illuminated light rose high and charcoal burned around them, warming up the heavy and oppressive fortress.
The golden dragon Stannis used his human form, sitting in his chair, he stared intently at the latest battle report, the metal dragon leader who looked like a monster hunter looked ugly, obviously, the battle report was not happy news.
"Monet soon fell back into a deep sleep after waking up, but its army had all gathered in the Elk Hills, apparently not intending to give us any chance of continuing into the hinterland of the Ebu Kingdom."
Stannis handed the battle report to the dragon next to him, and the silver dragon reached out to take it.
"Anikorn, in the long tradition of the Hespiro family, if this situation were encountered, what would you choose?" Stannis propped his chin on his strong arm and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to attack over the defensive line, or continue to face off and wait for the right moment?" β
Anikorn Hespiro didn't answer immediately, she carefully looked at the battle report in her hand, read it twice, and then thought for a few more minutes before saying to the current leader of the metal dragon clan: "Every day we wait, the more monster soldiers Monet gathers on the front line, and if we attack rashly now, we will definitely suffer huge losses and even irreparable defeat." But even with all the dangers, there are still reasons why the Alliance must attack - Monet creates a new token every three days, and we can't let it expand and grow like this. β
"So, I thinkβ"
Yinlong paused and said, "It is really wise to avoid large-scale battles as much as possible, and at the same time carry out sustained and high-intensity small-scale strikes against Monet's family." β
"Huh? High-intensity small-scale strikes......" Stannis thought for a moment, then turned sideways and asked, "Why do you have such an idea?" β
"Because of consumption." Anikorn said in a deep voice: "The energy of the astral realm is circulating, whether it is a beast, a monster, an elemental body, or an undead, even if it is powerful and noble as a god, it will eventually need various forms of energy to replenish itself. β
"In this regard, the alliance has economic assistance from the trading city-states, logistical support from the inter-river region, and military replenishment from the northern countries, so our strength is endless. But Monet didn't, and despite its powerful tokens, armies, and territories, it was still fighting alone. A closer look at each of the previous wars shows that the number of femme fatales is rapidly decreasing, and I suspect that a large part of them are consumed as food by Monet's army, except for those that have been used as cannon fodder for those who have died in battle. β
She continued in one breath: "Of course, Monet can continue to tirelessly create an army, but the larger the army base, the greater the consumption, it sucks the bones and blood of the Ebu kingdom to create those ugly monsters, but Eboe's bone and blood are not infinite, and then as long as we lock this line of defense, Monet's minions will sooner or later wither quickly because they cannot be replenished." β
"Of course, it's not advisable to defend yourself purely in a confrontational way, because in addition to the army, Monet also creates tokens, which is the real problem for the Alliance, and that's why I propose the need for sustained, high-intensity skirmishes. Monet intends to gather enough tokens before launching a decisive battle, but of course we can't make it happen, the key is that the Alliance needs to constantly send high-level forces to hunt down tokens, and even if Monet has the power of the gods to regenerate them, it will continue to weaken in the attrition. β
"Well analyzed, Anikorn, worthy of the pearl of Hespiro." Satisfied, Stannis asked, "But how can we be sure we'll find tokens?" β
"We don't need to hunt for derivatives."
"As the war report says, the other side has piled up all their troops in the Elk Hills, and I guess Monet has given a new order to his army after awakening: to block our offensive route to the Ebu Kingdom. β
"In this case, we just need to send small strong forces to attack it and then withdraw, and sooner or later the derivatives will not be able to stand up for it."
After hearing this, the golden dragon thought for a while, and said in a deep voice: "But there is one thing worth being wary of: we must always pay attention to Monet's movements, if it suddenly changes its strategic body and leaves the half-plane to attack, it will inevitably cause a disaster, even if the dragon god and the dragon queen apostle come, it may not be able to stop it." Emperor Caesar returned to the Northland yesterday, and the date of his return is unknown. β
"I understand that it's okay not to provoke Monet, we try to control the rhythm as much as possible and slowly wear out his power."
Anikorn nodded, and asked again: "Speaking of Emperor Caesar, he left without leaving any message, what is the current situation at Fort Michod, where the Black Wing Army is stationed?" β
"I thought the Black Wing Army would be in chaos without Caesar Targaryen's suppression." Stannis gave a look of inexplicability: "But in fact, we see Fort Michod in order, the Blackwing Clan is silent and sharpening their knives, this army is not afraid of dragons, even me, they are very hostile. β
"This army is strong, they have repelled Monet's viper, and that great empire is not only these armies, this is only a scale and half of it, until now, I have not seen the shadow of the radiant dragon that the dragons talked about some time ago." Stannis sighed and said, "The current Blackwing Empire has truly become a power that can control the entire Eladia, Caesar Ortorenzo Targaryen, when this war is over, everyone will call him the King of the North." β
"What is there to sigh about?" "At least he is a dragon, and his descendants are dragons, and a kingdom ruled by dragons is undoubtedly a good thing for dragons, and whoever this ruler is, even if Caesar Targaryen is a five-colored dragon, he shares our common ancestor." I'm going to spend some time with a few friends in the Black Wing Empire after the war is over. β
"You're going to live in a land ruled by a dragon?" Stannis asked her, a flash of displeasure in the depths of his eyes.
"As I said before, it doesn't matter who that ruler is." The silver dragon said: "The Black Wing Empire is not a chaotic abyssal hell, on the contrary, my human friend told me that monsters and humans can live in harmony there, the laws of the empire are strict, just and orderly, and he exaggerated that it is not stingy with the heavenly kingdom for ordinary people who are capable. Many silver dragons want to see it. β
"Okay." Stannis said, "Let's get down to business, we're going to immediately convene a meeting of the other chiefs to redeploy the strategic plan while we wait for Emperor Caesar's return." β
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