The conflict between the Alonte Empire and Ankenrein in the east was progressing very quickly, and by the time the other countries learned of this, the war in Ankenrein had ended, and the army of Ankenrein, eager for revenge, had already spread the flames of war to the territory of the Alonte Empire.

"What the hell is going on?"

In the historic and extravagant palace of Mosronin, the capital of the Alonte Empire, Emperor Fudia Carney is in a state of rage. He didn't expect that the general he trusted the most, plus almost all the armored forces in his hands, would not even win a single legion of the enemy and a giant beast warband. Not only did he not win, but he also brought back a butt of chasing soldiers! Now, Ankenrein's Revolutionary Army of Workers and Peasants and their behemoths are galloping and slaughtering in the east of their country, but there is nothing they can do!

"Your Majesty......"

Gukohein Foster, who had been substantially deprived of military power and was left with only the honorary title, knelt in front of Fudia Carney, bowed his head, and spoke in a sad tone.

"It's the minister's fault."

"Is it your fault that there is a fart?!"

Fudia Carney burst into foul language. He always thought that his country, his army, was the most powerful and invincible. The previous results have shown him that as well. But that damn Gastens, that damn Anken Rein, actually gave him an insurmountable sense of fear. He was angry at his fear, and this anger turned into rage as the reports of battle from the front continued to come.

"Our entire Eastern Military District, there is no way to take this less than 100,000 people? The 12th Army, the 14th Army, and the 16th Army, the three armies resisted for a total of half a day?! In half a day, the enemy broke through one hundred and seventy kilometers and occupied two cities ?! At this rate, will I be able to present his credentials to that Gastens in two days at Mosronin, declaring the Alonte Empire to be a historical legacy? ”

"Your Majesty, the enemy's armored forces are too strong, and our eastern part is mostly plain, and now it is winter again, which is convenient for them to attack. Our infantry cannot fight their armored forces without the support of armored forces, so ......"

"So it's reasonable for you guys to lose like this?!"

Fudiya Carney was even more angry, "I gave you most of the armored forces of the empire, and that's how you explained it to me?" Sixty thousand people went and thirty thousand returned. I went to 300 chariots, and only 31 came back in the end? Gukohein Foster, do you have to let me kill you before you are willing? ”

"Your Majesty."

Gu Kehein bowed his head, "The minister will not give up." ”

"Fart !!!"

Gu Kohein scolded even louder, "You have a fart when you die!" Give me back and reflect! I will give you both the Ministry of Defense and the General Staff of the Commander-in-Chief of the Army, and within a day, come up with countermeasures for me! ”

"Understood, Your Majesty! Guaranteed to complete the mission!! ”

Hearing that His Majesty had not killed him, or even given him a more severe punishment, Gookhain Forster was even more convinced that he had met a wise monarch. He hoped to repay the generous monarch with his talents, but he had already lost two wars against Ankenrein. Even if he answered very loudly, but in his heart, did he really think he could win?

Or did he really think he could find a way, a way, to drive Ankenrein's army out of the territory of the Alonte Empire?

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While the staff officers of the General Staff of the Commander-in-Chief of the War Department of the Alonte Reich pondered over it, the Elena Communist Party Council was discussing the same issue.

"Ivan is a bit presumptuous this time," Gastens said, looking at the brand-new map hanging in front of him. Unlike the previous map, which mainly showed the entire territory of Ankenrein, this new map that was hung some time ago shows the entire central continent. Anken Rein is like a red long-brimmed hat that stays in the north of the land.

"Boss, I know it's wrong, but isn't it a good time to fight? And you also gave me instructions when I came, a tooth for a tooth, blood for blood, and you must not suffer, right? ”

Ivan frowned, a little puzzled. He was a death row prisoner who had joined Gastens since the death squad, and had been the number one leader of the entire Ankenrein military front, as well as Gastens' right-hand man. This cross-border attack on the Alonte Empire, he really did not consult with Gastens, but now the battle is good, Gastens still criticizes him, he is a little aggrieved.

"Fortunately, the battle situation is good, if the battle situation is bad, I guess you will be embarrassed to come over!"

Gastens was also a little angry, and in his plan, once he had consolidated his position as the red power in the country through the war with the Negru Republic, he would need more time to recuperate, adjust the country's economic structure, and improve the living standards of the people. His experience has taught him that when the old people who participated in the founding of the country pass away, the new generation of citizens will inevitably have higher requirements for their quality of life. At that point, if Ankenri is still too tired of dealing with military threats from neighboring countries to develop its economy, it will inevitably lead to social unrest.

"Boss, what do we do now?"

The head of the armored and mechanized forces, Eddie Warren, was on Ivan's side. They are soldiers, and soldiers have a natural desire for military exploits. So, he wanted to divert the topic and try to fool the past.

"Now, it's all about it," Gastens glanced at Add, "and since we've already fought him, and the enemy is better than expected, we're going to blackmail him." The Alonte Empire is different from Ankenrein, we are in Ankenrein on our own land, with terrain and a civilian base, so we are not afraid of the enemy's encirclement and interception. As long as it's not as careless as last time, there's basically no problem. The lands of the Alonte Empire are the territory of the enemy, and we went, that is, the invaders. Although we can mobilize the local peasants and workers to rise up in revolution, their peasants are freedmen, and although they live at the bottom of society, their desire and need to change their identity are not as strong as those of our serf brothers. Unleashing a war of aggression in a land unfamiliar to the enemy is not only in our interests, but also increases the danger of defeat. Not a particularly ideal choice. ”

"Boss, then let's make peace?"

Binpo Bobruf, who was in charge of diplomacy, interjected, "This time we fought so well, we should be able to make the enemy spit out a lot of things, if nothing else, there should be no problem with a certain degree of market opening." ”

"I know this," Gastens nodded, "the policy of war must be clear, we are not going to occupy, nor are we going to promote the agrarian revolution." Don't let the task force go with you, and don't let our military change someone else's government structure without permission. We're just going to fight, prove ourselves, and then force ourselves down, you know? ”

"Understood!"

Several people present responded in unison, and then began to discuss the details. Although at their level, many things can be handed over to the people below. But they are clearly more accustomed to dealing with it themselves. The meeting lasted from noon to evening, and there were a few people I couldn't get enough of.

And the outcome of the meeting was simple.

Consolidate the results of the battle and force the surrender with division!

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"Alonte lost the offensive battle?"

Standing on the top floor of the Grand Council of the National Square in Ferndingen, the elderly Aziva Rand sat tremblingly in a cotton wool wheelchair and looked at the sky in the distance. The towering chimneys of the recently expanded steam plants have shattered the once endless sky.

"Yes, I heard that it was Gukohain who personally led the team, and the Alonte Empire threw in three army groups and an unknown number of tanks, and it is said that they had the advantage at first, but were eventually repulsed by the enemy. Ankenrein's army took advantage of the situation to invade the eastern region of the Alonte Empire, and now has won three battles and three victories, and has forced the Anronte Empire's army defense line out of a distance of nearly two hundred kilometers. ”

Daniel Rand reached out to help his grandfather cover it, and reported the latest intelligence by the way, "Now there is evidence that Ankenrein seems to only intend to fight a local war, and it is said that their domestic militia units and military reclamation corps have not been mobilized. ”

"They can't eat Aronte," Aziva coughed softly, wearing an expensive plush coat and a sable cloak, but his age no longer allowed him to fight the cold so directly. He reached out and patted Daniel's hand.

"Send me back to the house."

"Okay."

Daniel pushed Azivarand around in a half-circle and returned indoors. He looked at his grandfather's gray hair on his head, and for some reason, he suddenly remembered what his grandfather looked like when he was a child.

"Daniel", Aziva Rand did not know what Daniel was thinking, "although I don't want to admit it, we must realize that in the future, there may be two completely different systems coexisting in this world." We may not be able to nip communism in the bud by force. Anken Rein, Gastens, and his communism have taken root, sprouted, and blossomed. ”

"I understand, Grandpa," Daniel bent down, "but what now, according to the Triple Pact, we are going to send troops!" ”

The white-haired Aziva Rand slowly turned his head and glanced at Daniel, "Kid, you have to know one thing, things like covenants are only enforced when it's good for us, you know?" ”

Daniel Rand instantly understood, but he didn't.

"But, Grandpa, isn't this covenant of ours against communism? If we don't help the Alonte Empire, the alliance will break, and it will be even more impossible for us to fight communism in the future. ”

"Confrontation ......"

Aziva Rand shook his head and said something unrelated.

"You know, when I was younger, I fell off my horse and broke my leg. After that, my leg developed rheumatism and it hurt every winter. I don't like rheumatism, and I don't like my pain, but I've had to endure it for the rest of my life. My doctor told me that if I hadn't been so reckless during my recuperation, maybe my leg would have been better. And now, I've lost the chance to cure it. ”

Daniel was silent. This isn't the first time his grandfather has told himself a story. He understood what his grandfather meant, thought for a while, and put forward his own ideas.

"Otherwise, let's make a diplomatic statement, make our position clear, and promote peace talks."

Aziva turned her head again and gently pressed Daniel's hand.

"Good, good, I didn't misread you......"

After that, Aziva's voice came to an abrupt halt. Daniel was shocked, thinking that his grandfather had died, but when he looked closely, he found that the old man was just asleep. With a sigh of relief, he handed his grandfather over to the waiter and left the room.

"Inform the Great Council Office that we have an emergency council in the afternoon!"

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On the seventh day of Ankenrein's attack on the Alonte Empire, the Third Republic issued a sternly worded diplomatic statement, strongly condemning the hegemonic act of the Ankenrein People's Communist Republic against the Alonte Empire and emphasizing that it would use force to maintain international fairness and justice when necessary. A statement to similar content was made by the Republic of Neglo. At the same time, the Third Republic began to build up its troops on the eastern frontier, reportedly 300,000 troops, and included an armored force with 100 tanks. The Neglo Republic has also begun to build up troops on its eastern border, involving more than 200,000 troops. For a moment, Ankenrein seemed to be in danger of all-out war.

"Chairman, are we going to fight a national war?"

In Gastens' mansion on the east side of the National Government in Rossville, Claire Warren looks sideways at her idol as she puts food on the table. The creator of the country, the great leader Gastens, was sitting sideways on the couch, reading a chivalric novel, and seemed interested.

Hearing Claire's question, Gastens looked up and glanced at the girl with a smile in his eyes.

"No, these people are just scaring people and trying to get us back to the negotiating table. We used two legions and a giant beast warband to kill the most elite troops of the Alonte Empire, and they will weigh in their hearts whether their own army is enough for us to eat. ”

"That's good, a lot of people have asked me about this recently, saying whether we are going to fight, whether Anken Rein is going to have an accident, and I am also very worried about ......"

"If they ask you any questions, you don't have to answer them casually, if you are not sure, you can tell me and then talk about them. If they ask about it again, you can just say that. ”

As Gastens spoke, he moved himself to a more comfortable position, "Actually, I owe a debt of gratitude to that General Goukhain. If it weren't for this attack he launched, we wouldn't have had a chance to prove our abilities. Now, everyone doesn't see us as a new power anymore. We are no longer the weak base that they can easily destroy at any time, we can now defeat the army of the most powerful country in the world, and they no longer have the courage to confront us. ”

Gastens was now completely flat, and he stretched out on the couch and made a pleasant sound.

"In the future, our battlefield will be on another level, another level that is not so dangerous, but it will test our ability to govern even more."