Entering the big tent, I saw the marshal's entourage clearly under the light, among which there was actually Lieutenant Colonel Anderson, the instructor of the fifth class, this time due to the exhaustion of military talents, the military academy personnel were also transferred to the west, and he finally returned to the marshal's command.

The notice of the meeting was sent by the heralds, and Lan Yue and Jason quickly arrived shortly after, and when they arrived, they first saluted the marshal, then saluted Chang Le, and then saluted Crown Prince Frank in the third order, and the salute was perfunctory.

As the titular commander-in-chief of the Westward Advance Army, the crown prince was not regarded as the supreme commander by the soldiers, and his expression at the moment was certainly not good-looking.

And in the golden tent of the crown prince, it became a grand reunion of Chang Le, his old bosses and old subordinates.

The bearded man walked up to Chang Le with a smile and slapped him on the shoulder:

"I've heard about your achievements, it's really good to go to the front line alone, contain and organize a group of routs, cut off the enemy's supply line, and kill at least 10,000 enemy troops before and after!

Chang Le didn't know what to say, only smiled a little shyly, and didn't even know what to say politely.

If he was accustomed to being the "boss" in his own army, he couldn't help but be nervous and restrained in the face of his former teachers and old commanders, especially when discussing the battle plan with Marshal Fontaine, the imperial military god.

Fortunately, after entering the actual combat problem, Chang Le quickly calmed down, just like a famous painter talking about composition, a big country talking about a chess game, in the field he is familiar with, no matter how bad his eloquence is, he can talk endlessly.

And the master and apprentice are very compatible in terms of tactics, sometimes they will smile when they talk and talk, and they will know it later, so there is no need to say more.

The rest of the generals couldn't help but be confused at this time, but Fanny was affectionate on the side, as a major general's staff officer, she didn't make any suggestions, and always only stared at Chang Le and smiled.

As for Crown Prince Frank's expression, there is no need to describe it more.

Finally, when he heard that Changle would be the main frontal force, responsible for withstanding the 150,000 enemy troops for at least two hours, Frank couldn't help but sneer:

"I'm sorry, General Changle, I don't want to question your ability, but if I pin my hopes for victory in the battle on you, I don't think it's a feasible battle plan. ”

A "Chang Le" illustrates the crown prince's attitude.

Even after his colleagues in the army knew Chang Le's true identity, they still called him by his name "Chang Sler" when he was in military school, including Lola and other classmates who had followed Chang Le for a long time, as well as instructors like Lieutenant Colonel Anderson, which was regarded as respect for him.

Of course, Chang Le doesn't mind others calling him by his real name, but the crown prince deliberately calls him "Chang Le" unusually, obviously reminding him of his untouchable status and 100% ill intentions.

In the face of such a provocation that turned a corner, Chang Le would not be ambiguous, and immediately turned to Marshal Fontaine:

"Marshal, since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has a more intelligent opinion, let's listen to him. ”

Then, he went to the side and pulled a chair and sat down, crossed Erlang's legs, and looked at the crown prince and smiled.

Where did the crown prince come up with any opinions? His original opinion was to cross the river to the north, but the marshal rushed to stop him, and his confidants and officers who had bad ideas were also expelled from the command level.

After being speechless, he was focused by everyone's eyes, and the crown prince's face suddenly turned red.

"Actually......" Chang Le's crossed legs swayed, "My task is not only to resist, but also to shake the enemy army, or even collapse, and the marshal will come to make up for the fatal blow." ”

"How many soldiers do you have? You have the ability to defeat the enemy army alone, why didn't you do it earlier? The battle meeting is not an occasion for you to brag!"

The crown prince said, slapping his palm angrily on the table.

Chang Le frowned, and reluctantly turned to Marshal Fontaine:

"Marshal, if I say a word, someone will interrupt it once, and the combat meeting will not be opened?"

The marshal's face was extremely ugly, and he silently rolled up the map:

"It's not open, the meeting is adjourned!"

The meeting ended unhappily, but the plan was almost over.

Chang Le followed out of the tent and reminded the marshal in a low voice that if anything happens next, there is a "communication magic" between himself and Lan Yue, and Lan Yue can be used as his liaison officer to communicate in the marshal's army at any time.

The reason why this point is emphasized is because the marshal has long seen that Blue Moon is "not my race" and does not trust it, and has never sent Blue Moon to carry out tasks without revealing the overall plan, so that Chang Le has never been able to grasp the movements of the marshal's side.

The marshal nodded after listening, but also reminded solemnly:

"You must be cautious in your dealings with foreign races! The identity of a pariah is inherently sensitive, and if you get involved with the orcs, you will die sooner or later!"

"Marshal, do elves count as orcs?"

Chang Le asked with a wicked smile deliberately, because as we all know, the elves belong to a branch of the Japanese orcs, and it is also known that the marshal and Odesia are emotionally entangled.

The marshal also had times when he was beaten to the point, and he sighed when he was asked, bowed his head and said nothing.

After a while, he simply changed the topic directly:

"I have a new plan, you see if it works......"

Chang Le also had a posture of "poor and not chasing", smiling and listening to the marshal change his mouth about the war.

Since the 40,000 Zaran heavy infantry stood in front and relied on fences and trenches to defend it, isolating the main battlefield of Sesnek, if it attacked directly, it would take an unknown amount of time to take it, and it was difficult to cooperate with Changle on the frontal battlefield.

If you go around, you will inevitably alarm the enemy army and fall into the situation of being attacked by the enemy on your back.

Therefore, the marshal's idea was to send a "death squad" to surrender to the enemy.

Then, he spread rumors to the enemy, saying that the crown prince had lost his will to fight and was ready to lead his troops to flee north, and that the army carried a lot of wealth and beautiful women, and if necessary, Lan Yue could be used as an "actor" to wear a beautiful dress and show her face in the eyes of the enemy, and her beauty was enough to cause the enemy to be lustful.

At the same time, the troops also pretended to be in chaos and panicked.

The marshal had deliberately fought several defeats before, and the enemy's psychology of underestimating the enemy was high, and the crown prince and the marshal had always wanted to flee before the meeting, and all kinds of signs had long been detected by the enemy, so the "rumors" increased the authenticity.

When the enemy army discovers that the vulnerable "big fat meat" is about to escape, it is bound to come to chase and kill, and then the marshal can set up an ambush and wipe it out.

With thousands of cavalry outflanking the rear route, it is not impossible to quickly annihilate 40,000 infantry.

After the war, some men and horses can also be sent to disguise themselves as the exterminated Zaran and stationed in the Zaran military camp, so that the commander of the coalition army will not be able to notice the major changes in the battle situation.

Even if some of the remnants of the enemy slipped through the net, the seventy-kilometer journey would be enough for the infantry to walk for a day, and by the time the men had reported to King Elliot, the battle had almost begun, and the marshal's army was in place.

Chang Le laughed after listening:

"No wonder others say that I am insidious in my use of soldiers, because I have a sinister teacher!"

"You are too modest, I only taught you fighting spirit, when did you teach you to fight?"

"Well, I'm sinister by nature. Chang Le smiled and made up his mind, and then made a suggestion, "Frank had planned to lead his troops to retreat across the Nagwa River, originally meaning that after the fall of the imperial capital, His Majesty the Emperor is finished, and he can ascend the throne in the north. ”

"Nonsense!" Marshal Fontaine suddenly became angry, "If you say more than half a sentence like this, I won't know you!"

Chang Le was stunned for a moment, and then slowly realized that the marshal was a supporter of the crown prince after all, and maintaining the status of the crown prince and stopping the ambitions of the three princes was the established policy of Marshal Fontaine and Duke Stennis and others.

Rumors like this "the crown prince intends to lead his army to avoid and wait for the emperor to take the throne after he is finished" may be unlucky once it spreads to the emperor's ears.

Your Majesty listens to the wind is rain, everyone has learned it, and the position of marshal was also lost in this way.

The marshal seemed to be particularly worried about Chang Le, and after shouting, he changed to a gentle tone to remind:

"I know that the crown prince is pursuing Fanny and makes you very angry, but Fanny's choice depends on which of you is better for her, not more treacherous than the other who can use means to fix the other. ”

"Hehe, don't dare, that's the crown prince, how can I have the ability to fix him?"

"You also understand that the other party is the crown prince, and he has countless ways to fix you, but he doesn't, he just concentrates on pursuing Fanny, which shows that Frank is a kind person!"

In the marshal's view, the king of a country is best to have both ability and political integrity, if he can't have both, then give priority to "virtue", and Crown Prince Frank's "kindness" is the key reason why he supports the crown prince.

Chang Le disagreed, the current emperor is very generous, even if he is a "traitor" who has pardoned the death penalty, but His Majesty's mediocrity is also devastating, and those who are prosperous in the court are all insidious villains, and in the end it is the people who are unlucky.

If the emperor had not removed all the marshals from his duties, the border battle would not have been lost, hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians would not have died, and even this war would not have been fought!

Besides, Frank is really so "kind"? He is very hypocritical to Fanny's sweet words, even if Fanny is not Changle's lover, but his sister, he is not afraid to give it to that kind of hypocrite.

So Chang Le sneered:

"I'm not an official of the imperial court, I have an army in my hand, and my position is still behind the enemy's army, does His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really not want to fix me? Or is it because I can't find an opportunity?"

"Don't say it!" a timid voice came from the side, it was Fanny.

The marshal snorted:

"Fanny, you persuade him, I'm leaving. ”

The marshal departed, leaving only Fanny present, and the girl in the moonlight had a resentful face:

"I've already chosen you, rejected Frank's pursuit, and you're still calculating!"

Chang Le smiled and hugged her into his arms:

"I love you, so I care about you, don't you do the same, don't forget how you ...... Lola"

"Turning over old accounts again!

Fanny's mouth was pursed high, three points angry, seven points coquettish.

Chang Le smiled and kissed the curled lips, Fanny pursed her lips tightly, not cooperating, but her eyes were full of smiles, obviously in a good mood.

"I'm leaving, the troops are still waiting for me. ”

Chang Le's line came out, and Fanny suddenly put down all her reserve and took the initiative to open her mouth to greet her.

After a moment of fiery entanglement, she whispered:

"It's not good, someone is watching, go to my tent ......"

Changle would definitely not refuse such an invitation.

Once he enters the tent, he will certainly not stop at kissing goodbye, he will inevitably have to untie his clothes, appreciate the beauty of his beloved girl's shyness, and offer her a long-lost tenderness.

Fanny half-pushed, half-pushed, and shouted "No, this is the barracks, this is a violation of discipline", or "No, I didn't take a shower", but the resistance of her hands was extremely weak.

In the end, she said "hate" as usual, opened the line of defense with a shy smile, and greeted Chang Le's arrival with a wet and greasy softness.

In fact, she simply wanted it, and this kind of "passive initiative" used to happen a lot, but it was in a small wooden building outside the academy at that time, and now it was in the barracks, in the tent.

The general-level single tent was decorated by Fanny and was extra warm in the dim light.

The girl's white arms hooked the back of Chang Le's neck and looked at him with a smile:

"You had a meeting with the marshal just now, and I was fascinated, you were so handsome at that time!"

"At that time, you wanted to be like me, right?" Chang Le responded with a smile.

"No, no!" Fanny desperately denied, but couldn't hide the blush on her cheeks, half shy, half excited.

Chang Le was equally excited, holding the sweetness of honey in his arms, and every time he went in and out, he would feel the delicate tenderness more deeply. Even the gentlest wandering can create a storm in his soul.

Fanny is no longer as young and tight as she was when she first started, but now this kind of thoughtful and gentle tolerance is also several times more warm than back then.

After experiencing twists and turns, he knew to cherish it, and Changle was deeply intoxicated and enjoyed the soul of his beloved woman.

But at the end of the day, Fanny cried.

Her limbs were like vines, and she wrapped around Chang Le and refused to let him get up, and after several questions, she sobbed and replied:

"Promise me, this can't be our last!"

Chang Le wiped her tears and laughed softly:

"What are you thinking? I swore a long time ago that I would marry you as soon as the war is over!"

"Then you promise me...... You can't rush to the front in a decisive battle!"

"It turned out that I was worried that I would die in battle. Chang Le smiled, "I will protect myself, as for you, although I hate Frank very much, you must be with him during the decisive battle, and the defense force around the crown prince will be very strong." ”

Fanny nodded silently.

Chang Le smiled again:

"Okay, no one is allowed to die, and as soon as the war is over, get married!"

Fanny continued to nod silently, but this time a smile appeared on her lips.

So when it came to the decisive battlefield, Chang Le couldn't help but smile when he recalled this scene.

"What the hell are you laughing at?" Lola rode her horse in heavy armor, her barrel helmet still in her hands, "who are you putting my heavy rider behind me and letting me charge?"

Chang Le smiled:

"I don't like to kick out in fights, I'm afraid that someone will knock me down. Only when I knock the enemy to the ground first will I raise my leg and kick hard. ”

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Lola's eyes widened.

"Don't you understand, you're my feet, you can't attack easily, go to the back and wait obediently!"

Chang Le smiled and shouted, glaring at this old classmate and subordinate.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Lola roared, took advantage of the wrong horse, kicked Changle in the thigh, laughed, but no longer argued anything, and led her ace heavy cavalry brigade to the rear.

In this way, Changle's entire army listed a strange formation, with infantry in front, cavalry in the rear, light infantry in front, and heavy infantry in the rear.

In short, the weaker the troops, the more they stood forward, and in complete contrast to the normal battle formation, 25,000 men lined up in a flat formation 500 meters wide and 100 meters deep, and slowly advanced towards Sesnek.

This is also the first time that Changle troops, known for their "slippery and cunning", have faced off head-on with the main force of the enemy.

The red sun had not yet risen, and the dawn was still dim, but the city of Cessniek was clearly visible on the horizon.

And under the city, the huge phalanx of more than 100,000 enemy troops was flashing with metallic light in the distance.