Section 161 Programme

"Ahem!" Mark exerted so much force that he choked on tears.

Looking at the young man's embarrassment, Philip smiled heartily.

"I'm sorry~ I made you laugh." Mark apologizes.

After two sips, the smoke rose, covering Philip in the clouds, and the old voice came: "It's okay, I'm not as good as you when I'm young." ”

"Your Highness, you're not old." This is not flattery, in terms of age, Philip is by no means more than fifty, but his temples are gray, and he is already old.

"It doesn't matter if I'm old or not, others are envious when they see me born with a golden spoon in my mouth, but who can understand this responsibility?" Philip sighed.

Oh, yes! With great power comes great responsibility.

My father has always taken these words as a criterion for action, so that he refuses to do things.

With his personality, how he is willing to live under the hands of the intelligent mastermind is really puzzling.

Now that he has lost his mind and his life and death are uncertain, Mark is worried.

"Laurenna, this girl has no maternal love since she was a child, I spoiled her, and this naughty and mischievous character didn't cause trouble?" At this point, Philip showed a rare look of guilt and smoked his pipe.

"Ahem, ahem!" With the help of coughing, Mark was extremely embarrassed, and said again and again: "No, no ......"

"Don't blame me for being ruthless since the beginning of King Olaf, the Kansas have not intermarried with humans."

"This ......" became more and more embarrassing the more he spoke, and Macton was speechless.

Philip didn't care how the other party felt, and blindly insisted on the embarrassment to the end: "I can see that the little girl likes you!" ”

Mark was terrified, ignoring the falling soot and burning his hands, and shouted again and again: "Your Highness! ”

Philip's eyes lit up, staring straight into Mark's eyes, and his heart was furious: "Promise me!" You can't be together in any case. ”

"Yes......" Mark wanted to explain.

"That's it!" Philip waved his hand impatiently, interrupting the explanation rudely, and after taking a puff of his cigarette, he looked up at the ceiling.

A long breath slowly exhaled, and the whole person became soft, slumped in the seat, and was disheartened.

"You're still young and don't know what true love is." Philip explained: "Love is not necessarily about having the other person, there is a kind of love called letting go. ”

"Your Highness, I understand your intentions." Compared with Philip's deep fatherly love, his love for Laurenna may be more selfish.

It is true that he has a family and a lover, and although he has a good impression of Lorenna, this unblessed love is destined to be difficult to maintain.

can't give her happiness, how can she be so selfish and waste her youth, maybe letting go is also a way.

"Okay, you're tired too, go back and rest early." Philip closed his eyes.

Philip's heart was saddened, the young man in front of him really admired it, and he knew that he felt guilty for breaking them apart.

I thought to myself: If the daughter knows that she is getting in the way, she will inevitably seek death and life according to her personality, but as a father, she has to think about her happiness.

"Your Highness, although I can't think of a good siege plan now, I have to say a few points." Public is public, private is private, personal grievances cannot be confused with business, for this reason, Mark bluntly stated.

"Oh? What's a good idea? Philip snapped.

"Soldiers, treacherous ways, fiction is real, reality is virtual. Wang Qiang's ancestors said this thousands of years ago. "Mark's borrowing of the beginning of "The Art of War" is not nonsense.

"Well, that's right." Philip nodded.

"We cannot use common sense to infer that the means of warfare can be used as long as they are useful. True and false, false and true, confusing the public and confusing each other. Mark explained.

The pipe in his hand had long since been extinguished, and Philip was unaware of it, and his attitude was as humble as a schoolboy.

"From the sand table, any angle is not a suitable point for attacking."

Philip nodded: "Everyone understands this. ”

Mark lit the extinguished cigar again, took a slow breath, and slowly exhaled it, and after a few trials, he knew how to avoid choking his nose.

"These points seem to be impossible to attack, but they can be attacked."

"This? How can it be? Philip's eyes widened: "This person, if you can't break through the first line of defense, you have to be defeated." ”

Mark smiled slightly: "Your Highness, it's not a real fight, it's harassment." ”

"And where is the real attack?" Philip already understood Mark's intentions.

"What do you think of here?" Picking up the command stick, Mark pointed to a point.

"Not bad, not bad!" Philip swept away the gloom, and after a moment of comfort, he frowned and asked, "How will it be implemented?" ”

"Let the 'groundhog' army advance at this point with the fastest earthwork. To cover them, surface troops are responsible for feints. Mark cleared his throat and said so much that his mouth was slightly dry.

Philip handed over a glass of wine at the right time and smiled slightly: "Use this to moisten your throat, men have to be bloody!" ”

The liquor went down his stomach like a strip of coals to his throat, and a flame rose from his stomach, burning Mark's seven orifices on fire.

"I asked the king for some equipment a few days ago, and although it is not much, it can be used improvised."

"I know this, Robert, this kid's family is mostly my inventory from the early years. Without my approval, I don't dare to let him go. Philip seemed smug.

"Since it's all yours, it's easy to explain." Remington's firepower is strong and can be responsible for scoring goals. Although the 'Tesla' is bulky, it can sweep away all obstacles when pressed on the heavy armor, but the energy is insufficient, and the number of uses is enough. But these two weapons must be hidden for use in a general offensive. ”

"Well, this is not a problem, I will let Thunderstorm cooperate." Philip was confident.

"Thunderstorm?" Mark wondered.

"Yes. The short one is called Thunderstorm, the tall one is called Lightning, and the one with big eyes is called Thunderbolt, and the three are biological brothers. Philip explained.

This is embarrassing, the three of them can't equate the family from any point of view.

"Don't be surprised, in the northern land, there are more strange-shaped people, and it's not a bad thing to look weird, it's a natural vision." Philip went on to explain: "Although the three brothers belong to the same 'groundhog' army, they have different responsibilities. The lightning is a mobile unit, and the main responsibility is to attack the battalion. Thunderstorms are ranged units that are responsible for firepower in depth. Thunderbolts are engineering units that build fortifications and dig tunnels. ”

"Well, although I don't know what structure is inside, once the energy station is opened, it is necessary for the ground forces to launch a general attack. No matter how fierce the fighting is, give me half an hour. If I can't get out for half an hour, you let the ground forces withdraw, which means that I have failed. ”

"This ......" the tide was reversed, and it was Philip's turn to hesitate. Just in the meeting why didn't you bring it up? ”

Mark squeezed his eyes and said with a smile: "What I said just now doesn't affect the ending." The effect of what comes out of the mouth of His Highness is far greater than mine. ”

Mark got up to take his leave, suddenly remembered something, turned around and said, "Oh yes, the time for the general attack is set at noon." ”

"Noon?" Smiling slightly, Mark nodded and said, "Yes, it's noon." ”