Chapter 87 Meetings

Roy looked at Sophia's departing back, his face stinky like a donkey that hadn't eaten a carrot.

If it weren't for the fact that he had to stay for a military meeting after the ball, and that he couldn't leave now, he would have wanted to pick up a rock and throw it over and run away.

Of course, the premise is that you can outrun Sophia's unicorn.

Roy looked under the inner wall of the castle to see Sophia's unicorn

I was strolling leisurely on the garden lawn. It is tall and muscular, with graceful gait and a smooth fur of dark blue. On the fur, there are silver light lines, exuding a mysterious light.

Compared to the horses in the stables, this guy pacing with his ass crossed looks like a king!

"Maybe we should bring Oliver today," Roy thought to himself, holding his chin and looking at Twilight's wagging tail, "that guy doesn't care how tall his ass is." ”

At this time, the last few guests were boarding the carriage to say goodbye, and on the lawn of the castle, some people who were ready to stay for the meeting were gathered. Among them, in addition to several important generals under the command of Archduke Adolf, there are also Philip representing the Red Leaf Legion, Qiu Shanhai of the Twelfth Army of the Border Army, the Prince of York and the Marquis of Ashley, an old friend of the Grand Duke.

In addition, Roy found that even the directors of the three major training camps were actually retained. Referring to Mo Ya's own judgment about the movements of the Filie army, he vaguely felt that the situation had reached a very serious point.

"What are you leaving me for?" Roy was puzzled.

I'm just an ordinary student. Even if he has the status of a princess guardian knight and a hero of Medin City, he has no say in the war. It was a little strange that Murphy let herself stay, and in the middle of the ball just now, Grand Duke Adolf also personally found him and let him attend the meeting, which was a little strange.

Just as he was thinking, Karenic's voice came from behind him.

"Young Master. ”

Roy looked back and immediately understood the biggest reason he had been left behind.

Karenich! This 20-year-old Longmen Iron Gate of the Border City is a famous general. If Archduke Adolf needs the experience and vision of a man to give him the most professional military advice, then among those present tonight, Karenic is the best choice!

No one had dealt with the Philets more than he had, and no one knew the enemies of the empire better than he did. His appearance in Lulian was an absolute surprise to Archduke Adolf.

At the moment, Karenic was coming towards him, and with him, Kameni.

When he saw Kameni, Roy seemed a little uncomfortable.

For a long time, in Kameni's eyes, he was a frivolous guy who regarded knights as child's play, cheated on entrance exams, cheated in training, and now may have to add a charge of "relying on overdosing to improve his strength".

Roy wouldn't be surprised if Kameni came to ask him to leave the academy, at least the E-Team. Although Kameni had also stepped forward to protect himself, he did not believe that this was the result of the teacher removing his prejudices against himself.

At the corner of the rampart, Karenich stopped at a distance. Only Kameni came alone.

He walked up to Roy, stared at him for a long time, and said in the deep and deep voice of a middle-aged man, "I don't know how to thank you......"

Roy was a little stunned.

"It's for Karenic," Carmeni said in a deep voice, sensing Roy's confusion, "you may not know that when I met him, he was much younger than you are. He was my friend and my brother. You saved him as you saved me. I owe you my life. ”...,

"Then you let me beat me up?" Of course, Roy could only enjoy this kind of words in his heart, but he shook his head a little stiffly on his face, and said, "No thanks." ”

For some reason, he has always had an inexplicable sense of awe for Kameni. Not because of Kameni's strength, nor because he is his own nominal teaching, but a natural restraint. It is like a young lion on the grassland, seeing a male lion looking at him majestically.

Anyway, as long as he stood in front of Kameni, he felt restrained. He had never felt the same way in anyone else except Grandpa William.

"Thank you, I have to say," Kameni looked at Roy seriously, "and I must apologize to you for my bias against you." I'm sorry. ”

At this moment, Roy was really stunned, almost unable to believe his ears.

An apology? A traditional knight like Kameni, who is more stubborn than a donkey, apologizes for his prejudice against himself? Is this the sun coming out of the west or a harbinger of the end of the world?

According to what he knew about Kameni, unless he realized he was wrong, even because of Karenic, he would never apologize for something he believed to be.

"It's very unfair to you," Kameni said sincerely, "You were admitted to the first training camp, but I refused you to take classes because of prejudice, and at the same time, as your teacher, I turned a blind eye to the predicament you fell into........." At this, Kameni was silent for a while, staring at Roy with some guilt and said, "Did you use the Extreme Enhancement Technique?"

"Nope. Roy hesitated. Although this was true, he was not sure that Kameni would believe him.

However, this time, Kameni only looked at him deeply, nodded, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "After the victory celebration, come back to class." ”

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The conference room on the third floor of the castle is brightly lit. A military map made of at least five whole sheepskins, hung on the frontal wall. Mountains and cities are densely painted on it, and a few red arrows with the Befeli Empire are inserted into the empire's borders from the northwest, west, and south like sharp swords, which looks shocking.

The room was already full of people. Roy chose the least noticeable corner of the conference room and made up his mind to just look at it. In the face of a group of battle-hardened generals, he didn't want to say anything at a military meeting of this standard.

"Ladies and gentlemen," said Archduke Adolf, standing in front of the map, smiling as he looked around, "it stands to reason that today is not a good day to discuss such a scathing topic as war. We have just beaten the Firetes in the city of Edin and are enjoying our victory, and I think it is the Fireans who should be troubled by this......"

The crowd erupted in laughter.

The battle of Medin City taught the arrogant Firetes a hard lesson. During this time, the people of Philet were very honest. Whether in Lulian or elsewhere, they stopped their cold and arrogant pace and re-faced their opponents. And this qiē is the glory of everyone present.

There's nothing better than enjoying a night of victory.

"However, our dear Miss Moya seems to have a different opinion on this," Grand Duke Adolf made an inviting gesture to Mo Ya sideways, and said with a smile: "It is said that according to the intelligence of the Imperial Supervision Department and the judgment of General Safin, it is very likely that the Firee will break through the Longmen defense line and move south in a big way to flank Lulian Should I be afraid?"

In the midst of laughter, Mo Ya walked up to Archduke Adolf and said lightly, "No, honorable Archduke Adolf, it should be said that we need to be cautious. ”

Mo Ya said, taking off the mask on her face. When her face was revealed to everyone, although she knew that the people standing in this room were the most honorable people of Loulian's status, it was only right that she took off her mask. However, everyone still smiled at her beauty and the psychological comfort that this action brought to them. ..., Roy hid behind the crowd and secretly admired.

With a small mask, people can feel the difference of mystery, awe, and being valued, and Roy feels that his "sister" has the ability to grasp people's hearts to the point of being superb.

"My lords, it is not my intention to discuss an unpleasant subject on such a wonderful day," said Mo Ya, who was bright and bright in the light, "but the fact now is that we are in great danger. ”

She pointed to the map behind her.

"It is well known that the Firetes have taken over the entire province of Pru, and have formed a knife hanging over our heads. At present, we have only the 3rd and 6th Army Corps of the Frontier Army, on the edge of the province of Prussia. This is the only place where we can stop the Phillips attack. ”

"Let's put aside the northwest," Mo Ya's finger pointed to the west of the map, "Look at the Dragon Gate." Here, we were in charge of the defense of the 11th Army Corps of the Border Army and the 2nd Army Corps, which had just been ordered to rush to Longmen to assist in the defense. However, even so, the difference in strength between us and the Firetes in this place has reached one to four!"

Mo Ya's statement about the number of troops on both sides is confidential information from the Ministry of Supervision, and when he said it at this moment, the faces of everyone present suddenly became stern.

The strength of the army is 1 to 4, which is nothing in war. Historically, it is not uncommon for the disparity in strength to be as high as 1 to 10 or even 1 to 100.

However, all the people present were generals with rich military experience, and everyone knew that judging from the comparison of the combat strength of the Saint-Solan Army and the Filie's Army, the difference in strength between 1 to 4 was probably a 1 to 10 difference in combat effectiveness! If we add in factors such as experience, command, logistics, and mobility, it is not surprising that even if the difference in combat strength reaches 1 to 40!

Everyone exchanged heads and talked about it for a while.

"Little Moya," Marquis Ashley suddenly spoke, "We all know that the Empire is indeed in a very difficult period right now, and it is impossible to be equal to the Philaetes in terms of strength until the Empire is fully mobilized. However, the problem of the disparity in troop strength is not only now, but has always existed. ”

Ashley looked around: "We can't just count the gap on the map and throw in the towel." Isn't the victory at Medin City a good example? Besides, do you think that the Firetes would really attack Lulian after breaking through the Longmen defense line and walking 500 kilometers south?"

This issue is obviously the central topic of this military meeting, and everyone has heard about it before the meeting. Hearing Marquis Ashley's question at this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Mo Ya.

Mo Ya nodded affirmatively and said, "Marquis Ashley, this is not a problem that I don't think I think, but it will definitely happen!"

"What if it happens?" said Marquis Ashley, raising his chin proudly, "We nobles of the Southwest, are no easier to deal with than my old friend His Excellency Adolf! What do we need to worry about?"

The Marquis of Ashley's declaration ushered in a round of applause.

The Marquis of Ashley was sixty-three years old, with a thin face and a shrewd look. He was an old friend of Archduke Adolf for more than twenty years, and the leader of the nobility of the region northwest of Lulian all the way to the western theater of operations. Even before the meeting, he had already scoffed at the judgment of the Firetes heading south.

"First, this is not going to happen, crossing five hundred kilometers to flank Lulian only proves that Commander Ferret's brain is broken. Second, even if it happens, we will make them understand how bad the idea is. All the lords along the way will unite and turn this long road into a road of death full of the corpses and blood of the Fiji martyrs. For the Firees, it will be a nightmare they will never forget!"...,

These are the exact words of the Marquis of Ashley. No one thought that the gentleman was bragging. Although he and the nobles around him had not been attacked in any way since the war, they had gathered more than two troops. And that's just a fraction of the mobilizable forces in their respective territories.

From this point of view, even if the Marquis of Ashley's statement that he would annihilate 99 percent of the enemy was an exaggeration, his claim that it would take at least two years for the other side to open the road from Longmen to Lulian was not unfounded. If that's the case, there's really no reason to worry.

"Ashley, you competitive old fellow!" Adolf scolded.

"Of course I won't lose to you," Ashley said proudly, wiping his beard, "We're ready for a long time, and we'll have to wait for the Feretes to come!

Everyone laughed. Only Mo Ya didn't smile. She said lightly: "Your Excellency Ashley, I am undoubtedly offended, but I want to be right, if the Ferrays break through the Dragon Gate defense, it will not take a month for them to crush the alliance formed by you and all the southwestern nobles and march under the city of Munny." ”

The laughter was gone, and the room fell silent.

Ashley looked at Mo Ya angrily: "Miss Mo Ya, you are not an offense, but an insult!"

"I'm just telling the truth," Mo Ya said calmly, "I admire your confidence and courage, and I also believe that you will do whatever it takes to defend your homeland." However, with all due respect, your army may have no problem maintaining law and order and exterminating bandits, but they are not yet able to fight the elite Ferrets. ”

As she spoke, Mo Ya raised her index finger: "You only need to fail once at a time, and you will find that you and your friends have no second chance." ”

Ashley's face was flushed, and his forehead was bruised, it seemed that if Mo Ya was not a woman, he would immediately propose a duel!

"Miss Moya," Adolf replied to his old friend, "I think your words are a bit alarmist. If the Fried's army could have been so easily defeated by Lord Ashley's army, wouldn't I, Lulian, have fallen a long time ago?"

"The purpose of convening this military conference is not to make it difficult for anyone," Mo Ya shook her head, "I just want to remind everyone of the dangers we face"

She looked around, "Everyone knows what is going on in the empire right now. In terms of the number of troops and combat effectiveness, we are far inferior to the Feilie Empire. If we want to win the war, we must recruit and train more troops and prepare more supplies, and this will take time!"

"Does it take time to prepare for war, or does Edward's Majesty take time?" Ashley sneered.

The atmosphere was a little embarrassing for a while.

In fact, everyone understands that time is important for the empire to prepare for this war, and even more so for the current royal family. But in this room, everyone's political positions are not consistent. Each family has its own tendencies due to bloodline, territorial position, and interests. And the words of the Marquis of Ashley are breaking the tacit understanding that everyone had maintained before.

"The victory of Medin City has bought us a rare period of time, but the next battle will be even more difficult," Mo Ya ignored the Marquis of Ashley and continued, "According to the information we have received, the Philip Empire has been constantly increasing its troops. And this time, they will throw in at least one brigade of heavy knights. ”

Hearing the heavy knight, everyone was shocked.

The Philip Empire, known as the country of cavalry, is famous for the number and combat effectiveness of its cavalry. And among all their cavalry units, the most famous and feared is the ace class of heavy knights. Each hoplite knight was an elite of the army, wearing heavy armor weighing hundreds of kilograms, holding a spear of more than four meters, and riding not an ordinary war horse, but a six-legged horse that could only be produced in the extremely cold places of the northwest of Feilie. Weighing two to four tonnes on horseback, the horses are extremely load-bearing and running, and can be worn in a set of steel vests. Once a charge is initiated, its impact is a nightmare for any opponent.

If it weren't for the extreme rarity of six-legged horses, and the fact that it was too expensive to build a set of knightly heavy armor and a set of horse armor, I am afraid that the Ferray cavalry would have swept through Saint-Soran long ago!

There were only three knight brigades in the Ferray Empire, and there were no more than four hundred heavily armed knights. And this time to invest in a knightly brigade shows the determination of Peter I.

"Not only the Heavy Knights, but also the Phantom Magic Order, the Devil Knights........." Everyone gasped every time a name came out of Mo Ya's mouth. These names have not been heard of before. They are all the well-known elites of the Filie's army. None of them are easy to deal with.

"Peter I was never a man who was willing to accept defeat. He is the most powerful emperor of the Philae Empire in a hundred years, and he is a war maniac," Mo Ya looked directly into the eyes of Archduke Adolf, "He will take revenge for the humiliation he suffered in the city of Medin at any cost, and the entire southern part of Saint Solan will be bled like a river." ”

"Then he has to have the ability to do it!" It was still the voice from the Marquis of Ashley, but this time it was not the old Marquis Ashley who spoke, but his son Ashley Jr.

Little Ashley is Chinese New Year's Eve years old, with a slightly thin face and short brown hair, and deep sunken and sharp eyes under thick eyebrows. He has the strength of a glorious knight, graduated from the Royal Military Academy with honors, and is considered a rather outstanding figure among the younger generation of the Empire.

He and Sophia grew up together, and at the age of twelve, he declared that he would not marry Sophia in this life, and was known as Sophia's chief suitor. He has been by Sophia's side since the ball began. Aside from a few polite entertainments, there was hardly a word spoken.

At this time, he spoke, his tone was calm and conceited, staring at Mo Ya's gaze, without the slightest evasion.

"Lord Moya, I admit it, these names you just mentioned are very scary. But if that's what you're worried about, then I don't think so," said Ashley Jr., "I don't want to brag about how strong we are. But I can assure you that no matter how angry Peter I may be, if he wants to flank Lulian, he must pass us first...... And as long as there is one person in the Ashley family alive, he will never be allowed to succeed!"

However, this is not a verbal assurance. Mo Ya shook her head and said, "The matter is too high, once the battle is lost, allowing the Filie army to seize the southern part of the empire, it will trigger a series of chain reactions that we cannot bear......"

"And what do you think we should do?" asked old Ashley.

"My plan is to establish the Southwest Coalition Army," Mo Ya smiled, word by word, "with Grand Duke Adolf as the commander of the coalition army, unified command, and the entire southwest will be connected." ”

Upon hearing this, Roy's heart jumped. The eyes of Ashley and the others narrowed sharply.