To the east of the border between the provinces of Siloam and Enspan, in a small town called Flossiva, where the headquarters of the operation was located, Henry Claflin, Grand Duke of the Golden Lion, stood silent in front of a huge sand table. The information transmitted from the more than 500-kilometer-long front line is summarized and gathered here, and after analysis and decision, it finally becomes the next macro tactical instruction, and then transmitted back to the staff of each corps. In Henry Claflin's plan, there should be no problem at the beginning of this war, after all, it was a surprise attack, there was a huge advantage in troops, and the generation gap was eliminated by weapons, so it should theoretically be able to break through a certain distance before encountering the enemy's countermeasures. However, the feedback from the First and Second Legions was like a forbidden spell, completely shattering Henry Claflin's original plan.

This small town in Flossiva is home to some of the country's best operational staff, some of whom were involved in the entire Ronninger Reconquest, and some of whom are part of a family of the era's generals. But even so, there is no unified approach to the situation we are encountering now.

“…… Maybe we can try to break through from the flanks? That weapon can't be invincible, it definitely has weaknesses......"

"First of all, we have to figure out if it's a magic guide, if it's a grinder, we can't handle it with human power. ……”

"What to do with the rout of the 1st and 2nd Corps, they are storming the flanks of the 3rd Corps and must be reorganized......"

"Pull it off, it is said that the soldiers of the First Legion have been blown up, there is no will to fight, and several small mutinies have broken out......"

"What about the fourth, fifth and sixth legions, their flanks are now exposed, do you want to do defense?"

"Let's attack directly, we capture Elena, they have no support, and there is no way......"

"The offensive of the Seventh and Eighth Army Corps was also not smooth, the enemy resistance was stubborn, and the fire of the steam machine guns was too fierce to deal with."

"The Shield Chariot works well on hard roads, do you want to use it in a centralized manner?"

Loud and small voices of discussion came and went in the huge staff room, and the staff officers analyzed and discussed, forming a preliminary plan one after another, but no one gave the plan to Claflin. And this means that the entire staff still does not form a consensus.

"Grand Duke Claflin, the Third Legion has written to ask what to do next, their flanks are now exposed, and the enemy's fire and weapons are beyond our expectations, do you want to stop them?"

Samuel Oldman, Secretary of State for Defence and Chief of Staff for Operations to Elena, stood at Henry Claflin's side, holding a thick stack of letters, each marked with fire paint.

“…… I need to think about it", Henry Claflin said softly, looking at the sand table in front of him. On that huge sand table, the blue color representing the enemy, starting from the province of Siloam, like a short but sharp dagger, pierced into the northern flank of the main attacking corps, and the red flags representing the first and second corps had been pulled down and replaced by brown squares representing the rout, piled up on the flanks of the Third Corps, which had become the latest destabilizing factor.

"Let's stop for a moment."

Henry Claflin looked at the brown cube and felt like he couldn't breathe it out. The two legions, 120,000 men, were powerless to fight back against the enemy's sixteen new weapons suspected of being magic guides, and it is said that the front line was devastated and abandoned. Many formed armies just heard that the front line had collapsed and the enemy had thrown in magic guides, so they directly bombed the battalions and scattered without fighting. The commander of the First Legion, Sam MacDonald, is said to have been killed by enemy ranged weapons, and the commander of the Second Legion is said to have fallen off his horse and broken his right leg while fleeing. The army that has been carefully prepared for two years of war and trained for two years with all its might is not even as good as a rabble when it comes to fighting. How did this make Henry Clafrin's heart.

In just a moment, Chief of Staff John Culkin had already attracted the attention of everyone present. The staff officers stopped, looked at Henry Claflin, and waited for his instructions.

"Now the situation is clear," Henry Claflin cleared his throat, "the enemy uses a weapon that we have not seen before, similar to our Shield Chariot, but more advanced and powerful than the Shield Chariot. I admit that this weapon is very powerful, but I don't think it's a magic guide, and that's why it was called a magic guide when it sanctioned the flying battleship of the Mage Tower. This crude device, which emits loud noises and deliberately depicts patterns that increase people's sense of fear, can only be some kind of man-made, steam-powered weapon, and cannot be a magic guide. Our next strategy is based on this assumption! ”

"Grand Duke—"

A staff officer raised his hand and wanted to ask a question, but Henry Claflin glanced at him and ignored it, "This is the final judgment of our General Command, and it is also the final decision. The relevant information has been sent back to Roswell with an expedited speed, and the Sanction Mage Tower Research Institute will give us the final answer, before that, our specific tactics for the next stage are as follows: "

There was an uproar, the scene was full of the sound of flipping books, everyone was from the army, and naturally knew that the commander-in-chief's decision was the final order. They suppressed their panic and apprehension about that advanced weapon, and prepared to record Henry Claflin's instructions.

"The main attacking corps group lost the first and second legions, as well as six corps, and the sixth, seventh, and eighth legions continued to attack with all their might according to their previous tactics, separating the provinces of Enspan and Siloa, and cutting off their transport routes. The 3rd Army gathered the routs of the 1st and 2nd Corps, arranged defensive lines along the flanks, dug trenches, and built iron shield breastworks to prevent the enemy's armored forces from advancing south. The Fourth and Fifth Corps turned to the north, with the Fourth Corps from the east and the Fifth Corps from the west, forming a pocket formation with the defensive line of the Third Corps and enveloping the enemy's troops. If we judge correctly, this force should be the main force of the enemy. Since they cannot be defeated in the offensive, then we let them attack us, looking for the enemy's weak points in the defense. As for the six legions responsible for the assist, the battle reports so far have broken through the enemy's first line of defense, which is also related to the enemy's lack of full defense, the ninth to fourteenth legions continue to attack quickly, our goal is Elena, as long as they capture Elena, no matter how powerful their weapons are, they are just rootless trees, sourceless water, nothing to fear! ”

Henry Claflin paused and asked again.

"What's wrong with anything other than the magician?"

"Grand Duke", a staff officer raised his hand, "what if the Third Army can't stop it?" What will we do if the enemy breaks through to the bottom of the pocket array? ”

"Then Shelley Amer can die."

Henry Claflin's voice was cold. Shelley Amer was the commander of the Third Army and a member of the Shomen family. With the experience of the First Army Corps and the Second Army Corps, relying on the superiority of troops to defend the geographical advantage, if he could not prevent the enemy's armored forces from moving south, then he could indeed die.

Seeing Henry Claflin furious, the scene was silent for a while, and someone asked another question.

"What if the enemy has other armored forces attacking us from somewhere else?"

Hearing this, John Culkin quietly took a breath. This is a key issue, they don't know the enemy's troop or how many of those monster vehicles the enemy has. If the enemy really still exists, coming out of somewhere, it will really have a huge impact on the offensive.

"Share the intelligence of the First and Second Legions, attack the flanks, dig barricades, and see if we can stop them. Tell the people below that whoever finds a way to deal with this chariot, I directly ask His Majesty to give him a marquis! ”

There was another rustling sound, and the staff officers were very greedy for the reward given by Henry Claflin, and secretly determined to study the enemy's chariots more. However, they still had doubts in their hearts, what should the legions do after such a vague order went down? The flanks are unstable when attacking, but this kind of separation tactics that go deep behind enemy lines is taboo.

"Still have questions?"

Henry Claflin looked around and took a tough attitude. The staff officers bowed their heads and stopped looking at him, so the Grand Duke of the Golden Lion nodded with satisfaction.

"It's good, it's that big. We have an advantage in troops, and there is no generation difference in weapons, just a few new combat vehicles, and the employs are also piled up, right? ”

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"Hurry up, left left, left, they go to the left! Vis, yours yours, get ready to shoot! ”

Observer Bale Warren's voice was a little nervous, and it felt like it was going to be on fire in the stuffy compartment. Captain Shelley Amer observes the road ahead through the observation hole, and his left and right hands control the power pushrod to keep the beast moving smoothly. From time to time, bullets hit the blood tiger's shell, making a subtle tinkling sound. The tinkling sound was so slight that it was hard to spot without carefully discerning the loud roar of the steam turbines.

The Blood Tiger is the name given to this vehicle by the Behemoth 003 tank group, and they came up with the idea of spray-painting the vehicle first. Like all other chariot crews that have been selected and have access to vehicles, they fall in love with it as soon as they see it.

"On the right, there are enemies on the right too!! The brothers in the back knocked them back, the wings are safe, the wings are safe! ”

Observer Bale Warren was still shouting that he had to make his loudest voice so that his comrades around him could hear him. Vis Warren, who was in charge of the machine gun on the left, looked away from the scope and gestured to them as if it were okay. The commander and driver, Shelley Amell, gave the order loudly.

"Keep going! Fire Coverage !! ”

"Da Da Da-"

The dense machine-gun sound rang out again, and the blood tiger continued to advance calmly. Shelley Amer saw through the observation window that the red-clad enemy ahead was retreating under his own firepower. This gives him a visceral sense of satisfaction and accomplishment. How could this tank, this tank designed and manufactured by Gastens single-handedly, be destroyed and shaken by the enemy?

"Security on both wings, security !! on both wings"

Observer Bale Warren was still shouting, he shouted a few times, turned to look at the observation mirror in the rear, confirmed that the rear troops were following closely behind, and reported here.

"The brothers in the back are all following!"

"Good! Keep moving! Finding a trench!!! ”

The driver, Shelley Amell, saw a trench ahead, and it was obvious that the enemy had dug it newly, and the shovel or other tools were still thrown aside, but this did not stop the Blood Tiger, whose size did not put pressure on a trench of this width. However, Shelley Amer decided to be cautious, and he stopped the car and asked the outside fighters to confirm the situation in the trench.

"No problem, you can pass it!"

In just a few moments, the outside observer pulled the wrench to signal safety, and Shelley Amer gently pushed the joystick, and the blood tiger roared through the trench.

"The enemy retreated, the enemy retreated!!!"

Observer Bale Warren roared loudly, with joy in his voice, and Shelley smiled and gave orders.

"Keep the pursuit! Monkey picking! ”

After two attacks, the Blood Tiger team was already familiar with the enemy's possible reactions. After trying to attack without success, the enemy will lose confidence and will collapse and flee. But what they didn't expect was that the speed of the Blood Tiger was far beyond the speed of their escape, and Shelley and they only needed to control the Blood Tiger behind these people and keep the troops behind the chariot advancing synchronously, and they could often break up three or four divisions of the enemy in half a day. At the time of the first offensive, the combined chariot units of the main forces of the Workers' and Peasants' Revolutionary Army even directly routed two enemy corps.

"Watch the speed, pay attention to the speed !!"

While Observer Bale was still shouting, Shelley retracted the joystick. Although the chariots were almost invincible, the necessary security measures were still required, and it was a basic requirement to maintain a coordinated attack with the infantry comrades. After all, with limited visibility inside a combat vehicle and no infantry protection, it is indeed possible to encounter a crisis.

"Commander! How far are we going to chase this time? ”

Shelley asked aloud, with a palpable lightness in his tone. The first half hour of the attack is the hardest, and as long as you get through it, it will be much easier later. Now he was in the mood for small talk, and although his voice was hoarse, he was full of interest.

"Didn't you say you're going to cut through their defenses today? At the very least, destroy their second Iron Shield breastwork. ”

Shelley said as he checked the enemy's line of defense through the observation window, and the second iron shield breastwall was already in sight. Once, when he was a student, the Iron Shield Breastwork was an invented, impregnable fortification invented by Gastens. But now he has joined the ranks of the revolution, and Gastens's new weapon is about to completely destroy the enemy's old weapons in a devastating way.

"Gala-la-"

The Blood Tiger paused, feeling as if it had run over some obstacle. The experienced crew members knew that they had destroyed the enemy's second iron shield breastwork. According to the information provided by the surrounding people, this is the enemy's last line of defense, and after passing through, the pocket formations of the enemy's third, first, and second legions will be completely broken by them. In front of them will be the flanks of the enemy's main attacking legions, which are extremely fresh.