"Commander, my thoughts are like this", Shelley Warren obviously got some inspiration from today's battle, he did not hesitate, and gave the answer directly, "Judging from today's operation, although the enemy uses armored combat vehicles, the armor thickness, firepower and power are not as good as ours, whether it is in positional warfare, encounter warfare or pursuit warfare, we can steadily eat them." However, the trenches and anti-tank piles they use may be a problem for our rapid advance. Moreover, the course of advance of the armored forces is very demanding on the terrain, and the enemy can easily guess the direction of our next move. Therefore, my suggestion is that we appropriately lower the requirements for rapid advancement, fight steadily, take a city as a city, and take control of the Principality of Rylin in a week, not three days. ”

"If we slow down, we'll give the enemy more time to prepare," Captain Beacon Warren thought as he touched his chin, "but you're right, the enemy's tank seems to be called the Hunter, and the steam chariot is called the Slayer, which has a good name, but its combat effectiveness is limited, and it has no other purpose than to continue our attack." ”

"In addition, we also need to consider the coordination ability of the infantry, if it advances too quickly, the infantry may not be able to keep up."

Shelley Warren raised another concern of his own.

"I think it's okay," Beckon Warren, "we're basically going according to plan, and if the Neglo Republic only has this level, then we shouldn't have much of a problem." Take the Principality of Rylin and establish a buffer zone, that's what we're for, come, do it! ”

"Okay, Legion Commander!"

Shelley Amer nodded, turned to leave. He left the command and found his camp in the dark, where his companions, gunner Dean Warren, observer Bale Warren, and two machine gunners, Vis Warren and Dverny Warren, who did not rest, were waiting for him.

"Why don't you rest yet, you have to march tomorrow."

Shelley Amell was a little confused, "What's the matter?" ”

"It's about our armor," said Balek Warren, with a serious expression, as he led a confused Shelley Warren to their chariot. Compared to the day, the Blood Tiger had quieted down, and the four yellow stars printed on the turret recorded its achievements. And the pile-up, messy, and destroyed fence armor on the side records the damage it took on the battlefield.

"The enemy's giant chariot is more powerful than we thought", Bale Warren knew that Shelley Amer didn't like to sell off, he pulled Shelley Warren directly to the front of the Blood Tiger, and pointed out the obvious dent to him, "You see, this is the result of our confrontation with that chariot today, their big horse was blocked by our fence armor and hit our front armor. We took a look in the afternoon and caused noticeable damage to our armor. ”

"A pit is also called obvious damage?" , Shelley Amer reached out and touched it, with his knowledge of the Blood Tiger's armor, this level of pits did not affect the Blood Tiger's combat effectiveness at all.

"It's not just that, look here", Bal Warren gestured to Shelley Amell to see the scorching black mark near the dent, "their big skull got stuck in our fence, we checked, the front section of the big skull was loaded with a piece of metallurgical pyroxene, which would be activated after hitting our tank, emitting high heat. ”

Hearing Bale Warren's words, Shelley Amer fell silent, he reached out and scratched his head, and cursed.

"It's ruthless!"

"It's war, so it's normal," comforted Balek Warren, "but we must be careful of this chariot lest they be overshadowed." ”

"Understand, such tanks are not well armored, we can destroy them. This kind of big stake of theirs seems to be effective not far away, and you can consider playing the time difference. What about the chariots captured on the battlefield today, let's go and see? ”

Shelley Amell felt that he should gather more information.

"A few were sent to the rear, but we kept some. I took a look, and the crossbow arrows found on the captured slaughterers were all of the same structure. ”

Bale Warren went to inquire about it in the afternoon, so he knew better.

"I think it's a viable way to hit the time difference," interjected gunner Dean Warren, "and our guns are far from them, so don't get close to them." ”

"Indeed, let me know, who wants to go with me to see the captured chariots?"

"Me!"

"I'll go too!"

"I'm going to inform ......"

Observer Bale Warren, an honest man of the Blood Tiger Crew, also wanted to see the chariot, but he said goodbye to the others because the order needed to be delivered. Shelley Amer walked with his crew for a while and found the chariot they had captured. Thirteen in total, nine Hunters, and four Slayers.

Shelley Amer stepped forward, turned on the pyroxene lantern, and observed a hunter in front of him, the tank was very new, the paint on it was still fresh, but even so, its life was over. Two of its own armor-piercing shells hit it in the front and side, one of which pierced its cylinders, causing pressure to be depressurized, and the tank lost power, unable to move and unable to resist, and was abandoned and captured.

Shelley Amer circled the chariot and took a closer look. From the outside, it is clear that it mimics the behemoth, with a tall turret, strong armor, steam cannons and machine guns in the same position, and similar-looking load-bearing wheels and tracks. He circled the car, reached out and felt the two punctured holes, and climbed into the interior of the tank.

Inside, the difference between the two different design ideas is revealed. Because they had never captured a behemoth, the designers of the Negru Republic borrowed the design ideas of a trackless steam locomotive from the interior of the tank. The mechanism that controls the movement of the tank looks like a steering wheel, and the viewing window is not enough to be placed, and the space inside the car is even more cramped, and it seems that there should be no more than three standing members. Shelley Amer sat in the driver's seat and looked at Dean Warren, who was sitting in the gunner's seat.

"How?"

"Didn't feel very comfortable, didn't have that...... What the boss said, yes, ergonomics! ”

"Come on, the leader himself said that it is the development trend of the future, not the condition that we can achieve now", Dean Warren smiled, "but these people's tanks are really not good, the skin is thin and the power is weak, and the firepower is not good, and it is not good inside." ”

"They don't have a leader after all, do you think everyone is a leader?"

Shelley Amer had lost interest in the tank, and he and Dean Warren left with the intention of going back to write a report. As the commander of the first batch of the army of the People's Communist Republic of Ankenrein to engage the enemy's tank units, he felt that he should write this report well.

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"I heard that the front line is fighting well?"

When Claire pushed the door in, Gastens was standing by the wall looking at the map, which he had brought from Elena, which was not delicate, but he was always reluctant to throw it. He turned off the pyroxene lighting throughout the room, leaving only a wall lamp that barely made it possible to see the map. Claire stepped forward and lit two pyroxene lamps near the wall, and placed the barley tea in her hand on a small table in the corner of the room.

"It's late, I'm going to see William Richardson tomorrow, do you want to rest early?"

"Oh."

Gastens seemed to be aware of Claire's arrival, and he walked over to the little ones, took a sip of his teacup, and looked at the girl. Her chestnut hair shone in the yellow pyroxene light, just like the light in her eyes.

"Not bad, one might even say a big victory," he said, avoiding Claire's gaze, "but the enemy did just as we expected, throwing in armored fighting vehicles, and although they were inferior to us in power, firepower, and defense, they at least had the same thing." For some time, the morale of our soldiers may suffer. ”

"As long as you win, you won't be affected, right?" Claire smiled, walked up behind Gastens, pushed him onto the couch, and pressed his shoulder, "Haven't we been winning?" ”

"That's right, but the so-called two fists are hard to beat with four hands, I just hope that several other countries can see their defeat from the results of the battle in Lailin, and don't start the war rashly......"

Gastens backhanded Claire's hand and rubbed it gently. The moonlight outside the window was soft and soft, adding a little ambiguity to the whole room.

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On July 4, 856, Ankenrein regained the entire territory of the Duchy of Rairin, and Gastens finally restored the territory of the Ankenrein Empire before the Third Great Demon Tide. When Ankenrein's army was about to enter the Duchy of Tulukas, the Neglo Republic submitted an application for an armistice, expressing its willingness to give up the lands of the Duchy of Rylin and pay a certain amount of money. Ankenrein demanded that the Republic of Neglo must rescind its contracts with the Alonte Empire and the Fernth Third Republic, stop the unfair treatment of the products of the Neglo Republic, and enter the Neglo Republic with the same treatment as the steam products of the Fernth Third Republic and the Alonte Empire. The Republic of Negro rejected Ankrein's request, so the Republic of Ankrein launched a raid on the border, which took two days and two nights to drive the Republic of Negro out of the territory of the Duchy of Tulucas, re-establish the power of the Duchy of Tulukas, and signed a military mutual assistance treaty and a communist alliance covenant with the Duchy of Tulukas, and the Duchy of Tulucas and the Duchy of Rylin were renamed the Republic of Tulucas and the Republic of Railin, and joined the communist alliance led by Ankenrein.

When the Ankenriin army was about to enter its territory, the Negro Republic once again applied for an armistice, partially accepted Ankenrein's conditions, and on the basis of recognizing the legitimacy of the Principality of Tulucas to join the Communist League, conditionally liberalized the import of steam equipment from the Ankenrein Republic, and gave a relatively relaxed quota. Ankenrein Foreign Minister Focos Qatart personally went to Sirama, the capital of the Negro Republic, and signed the August Covenant with the Neglo Republic, recognizing the legitimacy of the Ankenrein Communist Alliance, recognizing the freedom of the Principality of Ryrin, the Principality of Tulucas, and the other five minor principalities to join the Ankenrein Communist League, agreeing to open the market with Ankenrein on the basis of a relaxed quota system, and agreeing on war reparations. Thus, the war on the Western Front, which lasted for three weeks, ended, and the newly established People's Communist Republic of Ankenriin once again proved its strength.

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In September 856, Mosronin, the capital of the Alonte Empire.

The envoy of the Neglo Republic, former President Pierre Carell, reached out to hold the hand of his attendant and stepped out of the Changming steam locomotive provided by the Alonte Empire. Having ridden the Ankenrein Hongqi steam locomotive, he felt good about the steam locomotive that the Alonte Empire claimed to be the top-notch, and he motioned for his entourage to tip the courteous waiter, and then walked into the Pyroxene Light Hotel under the guidance of the staff, which is a hotel that is not open to the public and specializes in receiving visitors with special status.

Pierre Carell was no stranger to the hotel, and he went straight in, took the steam elevator to the sixth floor of the hotel, and found the meeting room he wanted to go to. There, Frank Malone, the prime minister of the Alonte Empire, had already risen to greet him, along with the envoy of the Third Republic, Daniel Rand.

"Dude, you've made me wait so hard this time", Frank Malone and Pierre Carell are old friends, patted the old man's arm gently, led him to sit down, and exchanged a few words of greeting before getting to the point.

"Dude, your August Covenant has caused a lot of trouble to our Majesty, many of the terms in it are different from our Triple Covenant, Your Majesty wants to know, what is your country's attitude towards Ankenrein now?"

"This is ......," the smile on Pierre Mariel's face had disappeared at some point, leaving only a sad face, "since that Gastens started to build a base in Elena, we haven't won the war against Ankenrein. First they were trapped by his forbidden spell magic for nearly 200,000 people, and now they were beaten by their armored chariots and couldn't find the north. The Behemoths and Slayer Chariots you have provided us look mighty and majestic, but they are simply not able to stand up to the enemy on the battlefield. The only achievement of the 120 tanks we threw into this war of the principality was to break six of their tracks, to dig a hole in their armor, and nothing else. ”

"This ......"

Frank Malone's voice was visibly choked, the hunters and slaughterers did not fight well, they already knew it, and he also read the intelligence from the front line, the enemy's chariots did have an overwhelming advantage.

"We're already looking for ways to counter them, and we can borrow from the enemy's kind of fence armor, and, as we increase our production capacity, we can use our numbers to match our positions to hold them back, and use our numerical advantage to attack their flanks and rear, break their supply lines, and deplete their ammunition—"

"Monsieur Marlon," Pierre Marel smiled wryly, "let's not talk about that yet. If we had not surrendered at that time, they would have continued to fight in our country, and then we would not have lost two principalities, but of the possible outright invasion of our territory, and our government could not have allowed such a thing to happen. ”