At six o'clock in the morning, Victoria and others came to the small square on time to report for duty. And when they really saw the "heyday" lineup of Olympus, the three of them were all amazed, and at the same time, their confidence in the battle against Rheinberg was greatly increased.

"Let's go."

After a brief farewell to Baron Ensberg and the other nobles, Moriarty ordered the airship to take off. So, after the porthole was closed, the Great Cloud flew slowly in the rising sun.

"The weather is good today, the sun will be good, and it will be good for the battle." Watching the airship fly higher and higher overhead, Old Rosher said in a deep voice of satisfaction.

"Sir, do you think Morty will succeed?" Military is the baron's shortcoming, and I can't help but feel a little bottomless.

"It should be fine." On the contrary, Lord Rosser was full of confidence: "The three-headed Naga, that is a high-level powerhouse of Bracada, even if he faces the Fire Sultan, he has the strength to fight!" Not to mention the other mid-level warriors, as well as Moty himself, who is already a mid-level mage. I think that as long as there is no great demon, the recovery of the Rhineberg is unstoppable. ”

"I agree with the Lord." Hamilton on the side couldn't help but speak.

As an eighth-order warrior and a half-step high-level human powerhouse, his "feelings" for the three Naga brothers are far deeper than ordinary people. It seemed to be mixed with a terrifying battle aura like a blizzard, and just a glance at each other was already chilling. Of course, this is not to say that Hamilton will be afraid of Naga, even if it is really a one-on-one fight, Lionheart is confident enough to be invincible. But if it's a pair of three...

"Yes, that's good." Baron Ensberg said no more. Nodding his head slightly, he watched the big clouds fade into the far end of the sky.

On the airship at the same moment, Clausewitz was making the final battle arrangements for the divisions.

This time, the siege battle will be carried out directly by airdropping the Rhineberg near the ground through the guò big cloud, which can be described as a typical "center-central flowering" tactic. Therefore, the suddenness of the campaign, the rapidity of the breakthrough action, and the resoluteness of blocking the enemy's reinforcements will be the key to determining the final victory. The seamless connection and effective cooperation of each company is the premise of one qiē and one qiē. In this regard, even Guderian, who usually seems to be the most unreliable, is honest and abnormal, solemnly promising to complete the task, without any jokes.

"Then, let's give instructions to your teammates!" Moriarty looked around at the crowd. Finally, he nodded and said, "This operation is codenamed 'Aurora'." Ladies and gentlemen, all victories! ”

"Yes, Your Excellency! Wansheng! ”

All of them saluted, and everyone strode out of the captain's room.

"Your mission is to serve as a strategic reserve. Staff Officer Clausewitz was responsible for issuing operational orders. "Turn around. Moriarty smiled at Victoria and the other three, who had not been greeted.

"Yes. Excellency! ”

The three mid-rank warriors also immediately agreed loudly. Truth be told, it was the first time they had participated in such a formal combat meeting, and it was also the first time they had joined forces with so many warriors of different races. This even includes former enemies, the Beamon warriors. So it's inevitable that I feel weird.

"Staff officer, have you found anything unusual on the magic sandbox?" Let Victoria and the others go to the middle deck to rest and prepare for the battle, and Moriarty came to the old werewolf.

"Nope. The situation seems to be good, and so far no strong people such as the Fire Sultan or the Great Demon have been found. The old werewolf watched intently at every inconspicuous flash of magical light on the sandbox, as if he were looking at a real demon army.

"Old Crow, what do you think our chances are?" Moriarty also looked at the magic sandbox, and after a while, suddenly asked.

"The question now is not whether we can take Rhineberg, but how to hold it in the future." The old werewolf turned his head and glanced at the other.

"Oh?"

"As the southeast sub-fortress of Erathia, I have already carefully observed it in the air when I came, and it is indeed a first-class large fortress."

"Isn't that great?"

"But the problem is, Rheinberg is just too big. It is not difficult to win a battle with the strength of Olympus, but to truly stabilize it, it is not enough to rely on the strength of a large brigade. We need more grassroots fighters and more troops, at least three times the size of the current one, so as to ensure the strategic initiative in the future in which we can attack and retreat. Clausewitz said in a deep voice.

"Three? You mean, we need to reach more than five hundred troops? Moriarty frowned, as if somewhat surprised by the old werewolf's "lion's mouth".

"Yes, at least five hundred soldiers, and it needs to be a low-level warrior above the first level." Clausewitz didn't hesitate.

"But in this way, our people need at least more than 5,000, otherwise we will never be able to support a combat force of this size."

No matter what the era, the ratio of soldiers to civilians is a typical tyrant who is reckless, and in Moriarty's mind, it is very difficult for even twenty civilians to support a sergeant. But more importantly, he couldn't even find 5,000 civilians to serve as tenant farmers for him, and even if the total number of people "supported" by Baron Ensberg would not exceed 800.

"Refugees! Your Excellency, refugees will be the cheapest manpower. As long as we can initially stabilize the Rhineberg, and then send troops to collect refugees, we can get a large number of free semi-serfs. We can not only arrange for them to produce labor, but also serve as the foundation for future soldiers. As for food in the short term, I think there should be plenty of reserves on the part of the Fort Artes, and your father will not be stingy in supporting you. ”

It seems that the old werewolf has already had a draft, and immediately talked about it. However, his plan is a copy of the "serf strategy" of Krulrod's invasion of the human kingdom. During the Second Punic War, Beamon applied this method to capture human civilians as slaves in Erathia, grow food and produce military supplies for his orc legions, so as to feed the enemy with war and food for the enemy. It's just that now Clausewitz has packaged the unrighteous act of "catching strong men" as a righteous act of "rescuing the victims", and can be called a master of "building an archway".

"At the same time, I think there will be some poor people in the castle of the other two viscounts, who have nowhere to live, who are hungry and cold, and we can 'contain' them as well. Naturally, if a larger 'Quadripartite Alliance' can be reached, the Viscounts, who are allies, should also give some material support. Seeing that Moriarty was still thinking, Clausewitz went further.

"Looks like you've got it all figured out?" Moriarty glanced at the old werewolf and smiled.

"Your Excellency, once the war has begun, it will not be transferred by one's will. It is imperative to expand the army and prepare for war and to collect the population and land! Clausewitz looked at each other without giving in, his eyes full of determination.

"Well, I agree with what you say, and I will do it when we occupy the Lower Rhineberg."

Eventually, Moriarty agreed to the staff officer's proposal. While the process may not be entirely just, it is correct enough.

At noon, the Big Cloud flew over Rheinberg on time. At this time, the weather was clear, the direct sunlight was strong, and there were not even the figures of demons in the open space around the castle, and it seemed that they had taken refuge in the shade to escape the daylight.

"Operation Aurora begins!"

Looking at the few little demons on the ground who were alarmed by the airship and ran out to check, Moriarty waved the wand in his hand and officially gave the battle order.

As a result, the Great Cloud began to slowly descend in height, and its vertical shadow was falling on the inside of the Rhineberg gate.

One hundred and fifty meters... One hundred meters... Seventy meters...

As the huge airship slowly fell, the demons in the castle finally woke up and leaned out of the houses one after another.

"Enemy! Enemy! ”

When they saw the shadow of the airship above their heads, the Horned Demon officers realized that something was wrong and immediately roared, and a piercing roar immediately spread through the castle and beyond.

Soon, a large group of Gogomo, led by an elite leader, rushed up the walls, preparing to gather a fireball to shoot down the sudden airship. However, before they could make a move, more than a dozen crystal red shadows had already leaped down from the two sides of the Great Cloud like the wind. Then, a buzzing sound was heard, and the rain of arrows was already falling towards the Gogo.

"Boom!"

But in the blink of an eye, one after another, furious clouds of fire exploded over the city of Rhineberg. The blazing shock wave swept across the entire city in an instant, and dozens of Gogo demons were torn to pieces of flesh before they even had time to let out a scream.

"Ahh

Seeing that their subordinates were wiped out by the inexplicable enemies in just one face, the horned demons couldn't help but roar in anger. And this roar was like the most severe battle horn, and many little demons immediately rushed out from all corners, howling and pounced on the airship that was already only more than thirty meters above the ground, and rushed up just waiting for the other party to land. At the same time, countless demons, including Gogs and the greedy Hellhounds, arrived for reinforcements from the distant woods outside the fort.

"Ha, devil cubs, let's all die!"

When the Great Cloud finally descended to a height of only ten meters from the Rheinberg City Gate, three huge figures suddenly jumped from the airship and smashed into the group of small demons below like meteorites falling to the ground. Immediately after, three whirlwinds of sword blades were like meat grinders, setting off a terrifying red storm among the little demons. Countless little demons were reduced to dripping shards, or even shapeless clumps of blood in this bloody rain.

In just one minute, the group of little demons who were still fighting fiercely just now collapsed as a whole. Those little demons who seemed to have no heart were like cowards at this moment, or they were so frightened that they stood still, or screamed and fled in all directions, and even the horned demon officers killed the "deserters" one after another, but they still couldn't stop them from breaking down.

And in the center of the blood-soaked field, the three-headed Naga stood proudly, her eyes full of fierceness and coldness. (To be continued......)