The brightly lit conference room, the atmosphere is a little weird,

Pushing open the door of the conference room, the three imperial ministers saw the fat man concentrating on the back of the northwest map on the wall, the black shadow was like an eagle's wings tilting on the ground, and the Statunko who was walking in the front saluted respectfully, "Your Majesty!" The other two also hurriedly saluted, to their surprise, the fat man did not turn around, but gestured to the three of them, "Come here, you also take a look at this map!

Statunko was stunned for a moment, and together with Hukochili and Duoxue, he came to the northwest map that the fat man was staring at, and the three of them fell on the map with a somewhat blank gaze, and their pupils shrank unnaturally at the same time,

I saw that on the boundary of this northwest map, the Falcon Majesty had drawn a shocking line along the border with a red pen, according to the three people's understanding of the fat man, it was clear that the Falcon Majesty Xià had a soft spot for red,

And red, in the Falcon Empire, often represents war!

Sure enough, the fat man stretched out his finger and pointed to the map and said, "The zigzag border of the northwest region of the Gallic Empire, with the Saint-Malo Mountains in the northwest with a red line drawn for thousands of miles, is divided into more than a dozen areas of large and small in the north and south, and the mountain range rises from west to east, eventually forming an impassable cliff, protecting the prosperous hinterland of the empire, so most of the roads that can really be passed are concentrated in the northwest direction, and there is the guard range of the Fifth Army of Fort Julilsford."

"I also recently learned that the huge Mount St. Malo is like a huge gate separating the two sides, and it is said that for a while, the Slavs at the other end of the mountain range thought that the mountain range was the end of the earth, and the Obaros also thought that the mountain range was the edge of the legendary truncated earth, and this lack of understanding was only broken more than 500 years ago, in the northern part of the continent of Central Bia, which is connected by Obaro, the rise of the steppe tribes made the Slavs in the same northern region feel threatened.

Under the pressure of the steppe people, the original powerful Slavic Northern Alliance collapsed, and in a turmoil hundreds of years ago, it became the current hundreds of tribes, in order to escape the slaughter of the steppe people, the Slavs chose to migrate to the unknown northwest direction" "Hundreds of thousands of Slavs crossed the black swamp known as the continental border, and entered the long wilderness of northern Obaro, and some of them ventured to the unpredictable southern part of the mountains. These men ran headlong into the cultural circle of Obarro, and at this time, the north and south sides of the mountain range realized that on the other side of the mountain range, there was a vast and boundless land, boundless wilderness, flat and lush hills, and the land was vast, and people were full of ambition for the land.

The Obaros and the Slavs have been fighting around the border for more than 200 years, and the countries north of the Obaros have repeatedly routed the Slavs' inroads and seized part of the Slavs' control area, which is where we now live in the northwest."

The fat man's voice stopped. Said with a stern expression

"I'm sure you can also see that militarily speaking, the terrain in the northwest is too long and unobstructed. It is a typical difficult terrain to defend, and if you don't have enough troops to take the initiative, you will be beaten into a sieve by the enemy attacking from the opposite side.

The kilometer-long border, coupled with hundreds of years of staggered wars, has always been a buffer zone for the Gallic Empire.

According to the information provided by the Julils family, although after decades of fighting, the Julils family has made considerable progress on the northwestern border, but the distribution area of the Slavs outside the control area is still like a huge black cloud, hanging over the northwest sky of the entire Gallic Empire.

Seventy years ago, the cavalry of the steppe empire had once again approached the Slavs, and the invasion continued to compress the survival of the Slavs, and a large number of Slavic tribes were driven to the northwest of Obaro, which is also the reason why the Fifth Army of Fort Julilsford felt that the war was becoming more and more difficult, and in the opponent of life and death, the Slavs obviously thought that the steppe people were more terrible,

On the front of the Fifth Army, more than a million Slavs were gathering, and even Fort Julilsfoll began to adopt the old method of building permanent walls, hoping to build a permanent line of defense against the Slavs"

"Does Your Majesty mean that you want to use Julis's power to expand the power of the empire along the border?" Hukochi, who was next to him, stared at the red line on the map and asked suspiciously

"No, quite the opposite, not expansion, but contraction"

The fat man stared at the map, and said disapprovingly, "This opening is too big, our foundation is not stable, the troops are insufficient, it is difficult to block it completely, since it can't be blocked, then there is only a lead!" "Lead?" Everyone was stunned for a moment, "I'm thinking, if this border is completely opened, and the Fifth Army retreats to the border, what will happen to us!" There was a hint of elusiveness in the fat man's tone

"Let it all go!" everyone's faces looked horrified, "If that's the case, we'll bear the brunt of it!"

Statunko said with great certainty, pointing to the map and saying, "The situation is very clear, the northwest region located behind the border line is like a cork on this passage, and the first wave of the other party's impact will definitely hit us!"

"Hehe, I think the same way, so, no one would ever think that someone would dare to do this!" the fat man laughed,

"What does 陛xià mean?"

Statunko's face was full of confusion, could it be that His Majesty the Falcon called everyone in the middle of the night just to express his emotion against a map?

"What do you think now?"

The fat man casually picked up the pen on the table and redrew a diagonal line at the lower end of the northwest area of the wall, which felt like a cross-shaped branch on the edge line at the beginning, and smiled calmly

"You are all leading troops, once the border line is released, in order not to become the primary target, you can roughly estimate how many troops need to be deployed in order to stop this gap! The enemy will choose to bypass us and enter the deeper eastern area!"

Hu Keqi stared at the map and said with an uncertain hesitation, "If I command, I would need at least 150,000 troops, or more, to form a sufficient suppressive force! Of course, if there can be a strong fortress and enough defenses, 100,000 people should be able to barely do it!"

"Well, I think so too!"

The fat man nodded, turned around, and glanced at the three of them" "It's a pity that our troops in the northwest region are only about 50,000 people, and it will take time to mobilize troops from the country, so we can only do it on both sides, but for the sake of safety,

The fat man looked at Duo Zhi and said, from tomorrow onwards, you will be responsible for building a fortress on the border, not necessarily how strong, but to be able to block the first wave of the other party's impact!" "Yes" Duo Xue nodded "Does it mean that it is possible for the northwest border to be completely open?" This time, it was the turn of the three of them to gasp neatly, it is one thing to imagine it, and it is another thing to really face it, crazy plan!

"You're right, it's only a month away!" the fat man turned from the map,

Statunenko, Hukochili, and the three of them, who were dragged up from the warm bed by an order in the middle of the night, were still tired at first, but after hearing the fat man's plan to encourage Fort Julilsford to transfer the Fifth Army of the Empire back and make the northwestern border of the Gallic Empire completely empty, the faces of the three guys immediately burst into excitement. The person who can come up with this kind of way to kill people without losing money is really worthy of the Falcon Majesty, this blow is fatal to the Gallic Empire, even if he does not die, he will be crippled!

"Although I don't want to admit it, this mess is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for us!"

The fat man sat down in the main seat in the middle and made a gesture to the three subordinates to sit down, "It's just that in terms of time, we are not full, and we are so eager to find you, just to tell you that our time is precious,

"If Your Majesty needs it, your subordinates will be able to transfer another 30,000 men from the Salander side within a month!" Statunko stood up, his face full of fighting spirit, "The Central Army can also transfer 30,000 elites from Parabun!" Hukochili also said categorically, his face hesitated, and then said cautiously, "But my subordinates think that if it comes to wilderness warfare, Lord Crorysat's Northwest Legion may be more proficient in wilderness warfare......" "Crolysat's Northwest Legion?" The fat man nodded solemnly, flipped through the scribbled text on the table, his eyes swept over the three of them, and his voice said slowly, "I have sent orders to Salons of Basta and Lidacus of Bresie, from now on, the Empire will enter a state of full combat readiness in the northwest region! The Admiralty will also work together with the Business Alliance to do its best to transfer more troops in the country!, before that, I need someone to go to the Slavic region and bring back the Fifth Army with the seal of Fort Julil's Fort and the letter!" Leave this to me!, I will select a team of shrewd and capable officers to do this!" Hu Keqili looked at the place where the fat man's finger was pointing, and said without hesitation, "Well, this matter is up to you" The fat man nodded and agreed, "From tomorrow, choose to go to the border to build a fortress,

A month later, the Fifth Army of Fort Julilsford will retreat to the northwest along this route, and they will also transfer all the posts and troops along the way, and the Slavs who have lost their suppression will inevitably follow.

All we have to do is to give these Slavs a hard blow, and push these guys' eyes to the east, instead of pouring into our northwest, which will be the key to the success or failure of the whole battle plan" (to be continued......