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"General Grigory!

On the Cullentin front, the demon general Grigory, who was drawing up a plan for tomorrow's battle at the forward command, received a telegram

"Read. ”

Looking at the map, the general commanded

"Three hours ago, the three brigades of our brigade that left the south of the Reims River were suddenly attacked by the formed units of more than 1,000 people in Galia, and the three artillery groups that left the Reims River were dealt a devastating blow and lost their ability to sustain operations. ”

"Bastard!What about the 1st Brigade?!Where is the 1st Brigade?!How did that bastard Ayanami carry out the sweep?!How did you let thousands of troops slip into the rear?!How did the 1st Brigade report?!

Originally held on the map and drawn with a pencil cut off in its entirety, like an enraged lion, Grigory loudly questioned his adjutant for a detailed report from the 1st Brigade

“...... 1st Brigade ...... It has been five hours since I heard anything from them...... Maybe...... Maybe ......"

Halfway through the speech, the adjutant did not dare to say that, according to the regulations, unless there is a special reason for fighting, the brigade and regimental level radio must communicate with the headquarters once an hour, and the 1st Independent Mixed Brigade has always strictly adhered to the regulations, and this is unlikely to happen unless ......

"Impossible! The 1st Independent Mixed Brigade cannot be annihilated!"

In fact, Gregory himself understood this possibility, but his reason told him that it was impossible.

"The 1st Independent Mixed Brigade, from soldiers to officers, is carefully selected by the military department and is a strong general drawn from elite units! A brand new unit trained according to Marshal Rostov's vision! The most well-equipped weapons and equipment, even if it fights against a federal integrated division, will not be at a disadvantage, how can it be wiped out by the militia of Galia......? Ayanami is a top student of the Imperial Army Military Academy, who has served on the federal front for six years and has rich command experience, how can he be completely annihilated by the enemy......"

But what reason could there be for the 1st Independent Mixed Brigade to go more than five hours without reporting? Grigory couldn't think of it.

"Your Excellency General......"

At this moment, the operator took off his headphones and turned his head to face the general, and said in a trembling voice

"There's an unfamiliar channel calling both the Emperor's Command and your Forward Command ......"

"Call us, who is it?"

If someone accidentally knows about a channel, it may be a coincidence, but it will not be a coincidence to be blind to two channels at the same time.

"Who is the other party?"

Gregory felt that he would not get the answers he wanted, and that it could be the worst......

"The other party claims to have defeated the Lando Bassa Regiment of your two divisions...... Their correspondent said......"

Halfway through speaking, Gregory's correspondent swallowed his jerky saliva and continued

"Their commander is going to talk to our Supreme Commander...... If we want to know the news of the 1st Brigade. ”

"Give me the microphone!"

For a long time, Gregory had wanted to see the legendary leader of the militia who defeated his two divisions, and although he was also interested in capturing Krajfes, he was now more interested in defeating him, the legendary commander of the Lando Bassa Legion, who in despair led an absolutely inferior force to annihilate a first-tier division of the Empire.

"Landobarca's?"

Taking the microphone, Gregory's first question was this.

"Maximilia?...... Not right......"

The other party heard Gregory's voice, thought for a moment, and then denied his own judgment.

"Is it General Gregory, the demon general of the Empire, the wrath of the lion, Lieutenant General Beruhrudo Grigori, who became famous in the two wars? ”

The sound coming out of the radio is neutral and magnetic. There was a hint of frivolity and arrogance in the high school, but it did not seem contrived in the slightest, and Gregory was uncomfortable but understandable about the pride or arrogance of young people.

A commander of this age can lead a mob to fight such a battle in such an environment, and such a young man has the qualifications to be proud.

"What are you looking for me?"

Grigory was interested in this opponent, but not on the phone, but on the battlefield, and his attitude was as cold and impersonal as he was to his average opponent or even at the same time.

"Nothing. It's just a message to your missing baby 1st Brigade~"

..............................

"Hurry up, hurry up, move fast, go fast!"

Standing at the top of the eastern blocking position, under the light of countless searchlights and blazing flames, you can look out at the entire battlefield. Beside him were groups of prisoners of the First Brigade who were escorted to the rear in despair, escorted by proud guards, bound by ropes and strung together into grasshoppers, and bowed their once invincible heads past the position at Karl's feet.

Behind him were the commanders of the Lando Barça Regiment and the Volunteers, all of whom were here, listening to the commander's declaration of victory through several huge loudspeakers and all the soldiers on the battlefield.

"Your 1st Brigade has been completely annihilated by my Lando Bassa Regiment!"

"Impossible!!"

Anger and despair are like the angry roar of a lion whose teeth have been removed.

"How can you possibly annihilate our First Brigade?!

A distraught Grigory had no idea that his current speech was being sent to the battlefield by Karl, who was hundreds of miles away, over loudspeakers, and recorded on tape recorders by reporters arriving from the capital.

"Then why do you think that you can conquer Gallia, Landgoliz, and the people of Gallia with a mere brigade, and why do you think that with a single independent brigade of less than six thousand you can defeat tens of thousands of Gallia's patriotic soldiers? We are a mob, a mob in your eyes, a mob in the truest sense of the word, it was we, the mob, who broke your two divisions in Landobasa, and today, I took out one of your brigades with the mob in your mouth, tell me, noble General Grigory, how many troops do you have on your hands?"

Before Grigory could recover from his anger, Karl then made an arrogant announcement

"Whatever troops you have, I will annihilate them!"

And this sentence has since become the favorite sentence of the military and civilians of Galia for a considerable period of time.

"No matter how many troops you send, we're going to kill them all!"

Arrogant! Completely arrogant, but Grigory did not know what to say to refute the other at this time, he was an activist, and he was obsessed with winning over the other in action, and he disdained this kind of verbal rapidity.

"Did you catch the commander?"

Now, Gregory doesn't want to quarrel with the other party, he just wants to know if this is true, and the method is very simple, just see if the other party knows Ayanami.

"Major General Ayanami Cullowell, Prince of the Imperial United Duchy of Lagus, Dukedom, Imperial Army Academy Student, served on the Federal Front for more than six years, your favorite student during your tenure as Rector of the Imperial Army Academy......"

Originally, he wanted to say something else, but Carl saw Lilia (awake~), who was gesturing to stop him, and hurriedly closed his mouth

"I wonder if this information can be satisfactory to you?"

"Please tell Ayanami ......"

The name was replaced by an honorific, which proved the respect of His Excellency the General for his opponent, but the voice was surprisingly cold

"Say I don't have him as a student anymore......"

With that, the call ended.

The next morning, newspapers and good news were again plastered in the streets of all the towns in the unoccupied area of Galia.

And Maximilia, who returns from the federal front, will face an extremely bad mess full of holes.

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Thank you for the reward of the moonlight under the stars~

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