Chapter III: Meetings of the Military Department
In 1674 of the new calendar, the Saint-Doragon Empire defeated the main force of 200,000 troops of the United Kingdom of Ryan - Zam with a beautiful ambush on the battlefield of the Western Front, pursued the fleeing enemy forces for more than 2,000 kilometers, and tore the Ambras defense line to pieces. It is said that in the Jebel Danna Basin, which was ambushed at the time, the wreckage of the Ambrizet-made magic cruiser that has not been cleaned up is still piled up there haphazardly. With this victory, the Empire sent a diplomatic request to Ambrizette to renew the non-aggression pact, and under the threat of the Imperial army staring beyond the border and the almost complete collapse of the Ambras, Ambrizette agreed to re-sign the non-aggression pact with the Empire.
On December 1, 1674, with the signing ceremony officially concluded, half of the seven counties of the two provinces lost by the empire in the Ascent campaign of 1664 were officially reclaimed, allowing the military to regain the trust of the citizens.
So the time came on October 11, 1675.
Lieutenant General NicolΓ‘s Andorra walked into the open conference room.
"Long time no see, Lieutenant General Nicholas."
Nicholas nodded to his friend: "Long time no see, Lieutenant General Manstein." He swept his gaze around Zhou Wei's people attending the meeting, and greeted them one by one quietly.
The others also returned the favor politely.
Seeing Nicholas sitting down in his seat, the old man at the head slowly raised his heavy eyelids and said slowly:
"Looks like everybody's here."
"Yes! Generalissimo! β
All the officers present stood and saluted.
If anyone can see this scene, they will be surprised to find that none of these officers who stood up and saluted were lower in rank than major general! Everyone is wearing a coat representing a general-level officer, and everyone's chest is full of shining medals!
But when he looked at the old man sitting in the first place, all this suddenly became insignificant, the old man was wearing a gray sweater, a pair of black trousers, and a pair of ordinary cloth shoes under his feet. But no one would think that he was an ordinary old man, because the scepter he held in his hand and the cloak on his back revealed the old man's identity.
Ssangyong Sun-Chasing Scepter, Imperial Scarf Cloak.
The apex of the Imperial military, the Generalissimo of the Military Department! One of the Double Dragons of the Protector!
Ifalia Asallius Brunshtan!
"Hehe~ You don't have to care so much about my old man's face, Lieutenant General Nicholas was forced to stand up just after he sat down, isn't this too pitiful?"
"You're laughing! Marshal! Cold sweat suddenly fell from Lieutenant General Nicholas's forehead. How dare a student be disrespectful to you? "Lieutenant General Nicholas, who is as strong as a bear, is as pitiful as a big bear who has been deprived of food by his keepers. It can be seen that Marshal Ifaria has the status in the minds of the generals present.
Seeing this, the marshal didn't say much, and waved his hand to signal everyone to sit down.
All the generals were seated.
"You have been gathered here today for this purpose."
The generalissimo handed a document to the general on the left: "Send it." β
"Yes!"
The documents were sent to the generals one by one, and Lieutenant General Nicholas took the documents and glanced at the title:
Imperial Inner Line Defense Order
He flipped through the book of orders and focused on the contents.
The content of this plan is not complicated, it requires the second-line armies of each major theater to retreat to the nearest railway hub city by the end of this year to set up defenses, and on this basis, expand the railway line, and sequentially withdraw the first-line troops to the second-level defense circle. The words are simple, to the core, and the style is rigid, which makes people not interested in reading it.
At first glance, it is the handiwork of the Central Command.
Nicholas put down the order and waited quietly for the marshal to speak. Although the Imperial Inner Line Defense Order involves the next strategic policy of the Empire, it is not important enough to call all the front-line commanders of the Empire. He glanced around at his colleagues, basically all who could come came, and those who couldn't also let his deputy come to the deputy, and he even saw a field marshal sitting on the right hand side of the generalissimo.
Be sure, Nicholas thought. The Generalissimo must have gathered them here for other purposes, but it was not his turn to speak at the moment, and he immediately looked at his nose and nose and heart, and carried out "I just watched quietly" to the end.
As he expected, after everyone read the order, Field Marshal Snape spoke very consciously:
"Ifaria, this order is not enough to bring us all here, do you have anything else you want to tell us?"
(Look, look!) That's the advantage of the same year! The field marshal actually called him by his name to the generalissimo of the military department! οΌ
Nicholas looked at the two old men who were about to enter the ground, and sighed in his heart. Although he became a "young man" among lieutenant generals at the age of less than 40, he was still far from the two old men.
"Hmmm......"
The Generalissimo did not answer Snape's question directly, but instead said to the generals at the head of the war: "Before that, I will report on the military affairs of the various theaters. β
Although they didn't understand, the generals replied in unison:
"Yes!"
"I'll do it first!" The first to speak was the acting commander of the Southern Military District, Major General Dauberman: "The Southern Military Region is normal at the moment, but a week ago, we found those orc barbarians ............" Saying this, he paused and apologized to one of the generals sitting above him: "Sorry, Admiral Leza, you know I didn't mean to. Admiral Lesa, an orc admiral with a wolf's head and blue hair all over his body, smiled at him, "It's okay, I won't mind. β
(Wouldn't mind if you still laughed so horrically?) οΌ
Nicholas muttered inwardly.
Dauberman continued his report: "A week ago, we discovered that a mercenary corps composed of orcs began to haunt our cordon, and after many reconnaissances, it was initially speculated that the other party was one of the subordinate units of the largest mercenary organization among the orcs [Southern Cross]. β
"Preliminary speculation?" The Generalissimo's tone is a little intriguing.
"Yes! I'm so sorry! The other side acted very cautiously. β
"Hmm~ Then let's talk about the Northern Military Region next."
The Generalissimo did not pursue the matter of the Southern Military District, but turned to the commander of the Northern Military District.
"Nothing to do in the north."
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Nicholas was struck by this succinct and capable answer!
"Oh? I remember last October, those alchemists seemed to release a lot of synths, right? β
"It's been killed in April this year." The commander of the Northern Military District, Christine Saint-Boan, was succinct and to the point.
"Well, well done." The Generalissimo's answer was succinct and crisp.
"Everything is also normal in the Eastern Military Region, and no trace of the floating island of Mistegang has been found in the sky above the empire." - by Acting Lieutenant General Hubert, Commander of the Eastern Military District.
Brush!
Sensing that the eyes of everyone present were on him, Nicholas calmly cleared his throat and replied:
"Everything is normal in the West, and since last year's great victory, not a single elf has been found on the border between the Empire and Ambrizet."
As soon as he said that, he sensed that something was wrong. Not only him, but everyone present showed a thoughtful look.
"It's so quiet."
It was the northern commander Christine who spoke, and the one-eyed aunt said in a deep voice: "Obviously during the fighting, there is information from the major military regions that no enemy military operations have been discovered...... What exactly does the enemy want to do? β
Admiral Christine said what everyone wanted to say. No one will say, maybe the enemy does not want to fight such naΓ―ve words. If they are really tired of the war and do not want to fight, the diplomats of both sides should meet at the negotiating table now.
But the reality is that the foreign minister did not wait for his opponent, but the military marshals waited for strange information.
"What about our intelligence agents in other countries? Did they have any information coming back? β
Deputy Minister of Intelligence, Lieutenant General Andrei shook his head, "There is no news coming back, and...... There is no sign that our intelligence officers have been detected by anyone either! β
β¦β¦ This time it became clear that it had not been discovered by the intelligence officers and the intelligence personnel had not been discovered, and this tongue twister-like intelligence represented.
(A top-secret operation that has only been circulated among the top leaders of various countries!) οΌ
"So, right now, this is exactly the case, the Motherland is being targeted by the enemy's machination, and we don't know anything!"
The Generalissimo paused, his scepter, a symbol of infinite glory.
"We need to do something about it now!"
His eyes scanned the surroundings, his age did not weaken his power by half a point, and as his gaze swept by, a group of imperial pillars, who were generally over fifty years old, all straightened their bodies like young men in their twenties.
"Let the Ministry of Intelligence re-examine all the intelligence of this year! If this is a joint action of the four countries, it will definitely leave clues! If this is an accidental simultaneous action by Shikoku, then prepare the soldiers for battle! Both at the same time! At the end of this year, I'm going to see the soldiers enter the second level of readiness! The Empire will not be afraid of any challenge! β
"Yes!" The generals shouted in unison.
"At the same time." The generalissimo paused, and said in a low voice:
"I'm going to restart the [Wizard Non-Commissioned Officer] project! Make the Magus a class of the Empire again! β
The generalissimo's words suddenly stunned the generalissimo, and the field marshal hesitated and said, "Ifalia, do you want to think about the matter of the magician?" History has proven that the Magus is at odds with mechanized troops, and you want to ............"
Field Marshal Snape was interrupted by the Generalissimo before he could finish his sentence. "Snape, I know, and understand your concerns, but do you remember the shock I was given when Ambrizette's anti-gravity destroyer appeared nine years ago?" The generalissimo's rhetorical question immediately made the field marshal lose his voice.
"We are progressing, and so is the enemy! Ambrizette's magic technology. Fanariel's alchemy. The orcs' mindfulness practice. The magic of the gods that has been passed down from ancient times to the present day! The Empire's proud heavy industry system is no longer enough to keep the Empire at the top! The Generalissimo's voice pierced the air and reached everyone's ears.
"If we don't want to be overtaken, we have to learn! To progress! No matter what the difficulties are, they must be overcome! Because! β
"The Empire β never afraid of any challenge!"
"I will work together with you."
Looking at the generalissimo who stood up to salute, Nicholas felt an indescribable shock in his heart. There seemed to be a huge magic in the next words, so that he and they couldn't help but shout out that sentence:
"For the glory of the Empire!"