"Your Excellency, Commander of the Division, our scout unit has found a large number of regular troops of the Gallia Army and the remnants of the Northern Army gathering in the area north of the city of Lando Bassa, and it is initially estimated that there are three brigades of the front-line troops alone, and now the Gallia Army is building fortifications and minefields, ready to resist stubbornly. Report complete. ”

Reconnaissance squadron leader Rasvicke reported to the division commander Zhistov

"Very well, Lieutenant Rasvick, your reconnaissance report is very detailed. I'll give you credit when I turn around."

Zhistov was very satisfied with the performance of this nail of his own arrangement in the 3rd Wing

"And what about the enemy's artillery and tank configuration? Why haven't you investigated? And who the enemy's commander is, how many troops the enemy has in total, how many tanks there are in the city, the ammunition reserves, and whether there are any reserves, haven't you investigated all of this?"

Sovisky, who was sitting on the sidelines, was very dissatisfied after hearing the lieutenant's report, although it was commendable to investigate the enemy's front-line troop disposition and the location of the minefield, but as the vanguard reconnaissance intelligence of the whole campaign, this information was obviously insufficient

"Well, Lieutenant Colonel Sovisky, Lieutenant Rasvickke has done everything he could. Don't blame him anymore. ”

Zhistov instinctively protects his own people, in his eyes, Sovisky criticizes not the lieutenant, but himself, he is this kind of person who puts himself before the public, so he instinctively looks at others in this way

"Well, now that you know the general idea of the enemy, then ......"

With that, Zhistov sat up from his chair.

"Please wait a minute, Your Excellency the division commander, we still have too little information now, and it will be ...... to attack rashly" The commander of the Daoist division wanted to give the order to attack, but Sovisky hurriedly got up to stop it, in his opinion, it is not a good idea to attack hastily at this time, since the other side can eat the two wings of his own side, then is it not capable of eating more of his own army? Now the attack is too risky......

But Zhistov didn't think so

'Sovisky, this bastard, always fights me at critical moments...... Forget it, if you can use him this time, you won't worry about him'

Zhistov, who originally wanted to scold Sovisky a few words, suppressed his anger and said coldly:

"Your Excellency, Wing Commander, please pay attention to your words and deeds, the division commander of the Sixth Division is me. ”

"But...... Be. Your Excellency Division Commander. ”

Originally, he wanted to say something more, but he knew that Zhistov was right, the division commander was his superior, and he should obey his orders.

It is the duty of a soldier to carry out and obey the orders of his superiors...... Obedience to the orders of superiors is the basic quality and requirement of a soldier......

When a soldier is most helpless, even if he sometimes knows that the order is extremely stupid and ridiculous, he must carry it out without hesitation, which is a professional requirement.

This is probably the greatest sorrow and misfortune of the military profession......

Seeing that all the military commanders in the room had risen from their seats, Zhistov straightened his collar, cleared his throat, and gave his battle order

"I order: the whole army of the 6th Division is immediately deployed, and the 2nd Wing, which is in the vanguard, must arrive at the front of the 351.1 and 274.1 heights in the west of the Lando Bassa Outer Defense Line by tonight, actively build fortifications, and prepare for the attack, and the 4th Wing advances eastward to the area on the bank of the Reims River in the northeast of the city to wait for the opportunity to cross the river and flank it. On the front of the enemy, the 3rd Mechanized Wing is responsible for sweeping all enemy forces on both sides of the road north of the Reims River, clearing minefields and opening a safe passage for the division and follow-up troops!"

"Yes!"

Thus, the offensive of the Sixth Division of the Reich finally began.

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Landobasa City, Urban Defense Command Operations Conference Room [[[CP|W:793|H:475|A:L|U:http://file1.qidian.com/chapters/201311/24/3024026635209114423330143857441.jpg]]]"Yesterday our eastern line of defense was infiltrated by a small force of the enemy, and in response to this possible future, I reorganized the riverbank patrol force. Something like this will never happen again. ”

At the headquarters, Karl once again met with the officers of the various divisions, and made a slight adjustment to the city's defenses for the last time

"On the whole, it remains the same as before, except that a thousand men are drawn from the reserve to form 20 riverbank and patrol squads to prevent the enemy from penetrating our lines. ”

After finally adjusting the deployment of troops, Karl glanced at the front-line commanders in the room, they were excited, nervous, worried or worried, but none of them showed timidity on their faces......

'That's what a soldier should look like,' Karl sighed as he looked at the young officers in the room

'Although we are all still young, although we are inexperienced, although we are not yet mature, but after the test of life and death, after the baptism of artillery fire and bullets, we will eventually grow up, stand between heaven and earth, and hold up a world of our own!'

"Ladies and gentlemen, today's battle will decide the fate of Lando Barça and the 100,000 soldiers and civilians in the east who have not yet been evacuated. I hope you will do your best!

Heaven is with you!

Queen Cornelia is with you!

The people of Galia are with you!"

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Northern Highlands 351.1 Highlands Northern Army Observation Post

"Nus, what's going on now?"

The corporal deputy squad leader walked up to the observation post and questioned the sentry who was using a telescope to observe the movement of the road leading to the city of Monsa on the distant horizon.

"Yes, there's been no movement yet, deputy squad leader. ”

Hearing the movement behind him, Nuth saluted back and replied

"Haha~ Don't be so rigorous, they are all difficult brothers and sisters from the north, so you don't need these, let's be casual"

With a casual wave of his hand, the deputy squad leader found a position, took the telescope in Nuss's hand, and observed the distance

"Nus. ”

The deputy squad leader, who was observing the distance, called Wonus's name.

"Yes...... Hank" thought about it for a long time, but Nuth decided to call out the name of his countryman.

"Are you scared?"

“......”

"If it's not easy to answer, forget it. ”

"No, it's nothing, I'm actually scared. After a moment's hesitation, Nuss answered Hank's question and bowed his head in shame.

"Yes, it doesn't matter, so am I, haha~" Hearing that Nus finally said what he thought in his heart, Hank also smiled heartily

"But, I've had enough. As he spoke, Nus gradually raised his head again, and his eyes lit up

"I ran from Kiruladaoio to Najikir, from Najikir to Monsa, from Monsa to Landobasa, and in less than a month I ran all the big cities in the whole north, heard the voices of the villagers crying bitterly, saw the tears of parting, and walked enough of the way to escape. ”

As he spoke, something in Nus's eyes ignited

"I've run enough! I don't want to run anymore! I want to fight! I'm afraid to die! But I'm even more afraid of retreating! I don't want to retreat! I don't want to retreat!"

Nus shouted excitedly, calling out his heart, Hank's heart, and the hearts of the 500 soldiers of the Northern Army who had withdrawn all the way from the north.

"Nus, look at it. ”

Hank, the deputy squad leader, calmly and firmly, handed him the binoculars, his eyes still looking into the distance, and a fire burned in his pupils

"What's wrong, Hank?"

Sensing that something was wrong with Hank, Nuth took the telescope handed by Hank and looked in the direction of the horizon, where the road to Montha had disappeared......

Billowing smoke rose on the horizon, which had just been calm, and under the smoke, small metal dots the size of pinpoints were moving southward, and the dots were connected in a string, densely crowding the road.

"Hank, this is?!" Nus looked at Hank excitedly, only to find that Hank's excited expression was even more exaggerated than his own

"Damn the Stinky Emperor! Damn the Sixth Division, the dog cub is finally here!"

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"Buzz-buzz-buzz!"

"Buzz-buzz-buzz!"

On the top of the hill, in the city, on the bank of the river, the Lando Bassa city defense siren sounded at the same time, this siren had been set up long before the First World War, and the last time it sounded was 20 years ago, before the emperor ** shelling because of the chaotic management of the officers and administrators fled and did not sound.

Right now......

The siren, which had been in place for nearly 30 years, sounded again with a rapid hiss, telling all the soldiers and civilians in the city that the enemy was coming!

With the sound of sirens, Karl put on his military uniform and walked out of the headquarters, where 5,000 uniformed Galian militiamen were assembled.

They are all true patriots who voluntarily stayed behind to defend the city, defend their homeland, and defend the motherland.

They experienced the battle of annihilating the enemy's 1st Wing and the Artillery Wing, did not flee in the face of enemy machine-gun fire and grenade blows, and did not get tired when desperately pursuing the remnants of the enemy. They hated the enemies who trampled on their homeland and vowed to destroy them.

They have confidence, courage, and although they are not yet mature, although they are not yet qualified soldiers, they can already be called warriors.

Now, 5,000 warriors are standing on the avenue outside the headquarters, waiting for the commander-in-chief to make the final pre-battle mobilization.

In the streets, there are still some citizens who have not yet evacuated the city and are scrambling to pack their bags and prepare to try to squeeze into the overcrowded trains and trucks again

Walking to the podium originally prepared for Browder at the entrance of the headquarters, looking at the warriors in front of him who had not completely shaken off the civilian atmosphere, Karl took a deep breath and began the first pre-war mobilization speech in his life.

"For the citizens, there is no time to say more words to inspire everyone! But for the warriors, a sentence is worth a thousand words!"

Looking at the soldiers in the audience, Karl was excited

'This is my troops!'

"You all know why the emperor ** came! You also know what the emperor ** has done in the north, as a native of Lando Barcela, you know what to do now, you know better than me!"

'Is this what it's like to lead an army? so sacred, so solemn ......'

"As a true Gallia, as a warrior who dares to fight the emperor to the end, you tell me about the Lando Bassa, would you like to see the Empire's double-headed eagle flag raised over the city government?!"

"No!"

"Are you willing to crawl every day at the feet of the nobles like the fat pigs of the empire and live like livestock?!"

"No!"

"Would you like your children to say a long live our emperor every day before class and sing the Imperial Double-headed Eagle March?!"

"No!"

"Then pick up your weapon, sharpen the bayonet, push the bullet in the magazine into the chamber, and unscrew the lid of the grenade!

In the audience, the soldiers were burning with a raging fire in their eyes and hearts, this flame was just a small spark at first, buried in everyone's hearts and inconspicuous, but it was ignited by the inhumane emperor**, by the dead relatives, by the dead friends, by the crying Lando Barcela, by Lilia by Carl, and by countless sympathetic comrades-in-arms around him.

Countless warriors met the flames like dry wood ready to be poured with fuel, and ignited in the spark that Carl had finally mobilized.

For a time, Lando Barcelona was on fire, and now on the avenue outside the headquarters, a raging fire was burning in the hearts of every warrior, and this fire was love, sadness, nostalgia, and anger. This fire will never stop until it burns out every invasion and humiliation of the Emperor of Galia.

"Today will be the end of the Emperor! Today will be the day of Gallia's awakening. ”

"Today!"

"Every Galliast will do their best!

TODAY,EVERYGALLIANWILLDOHISDUTY!”

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The last sentence is adapted from Nelson's words before the Battle of Trafalgar.