The Pope bowed slightly, without a trace of fear, and said: "We don't think we will lose, I firmly believe that we will surely go to victory and lead our civilization to a better future." ”

He knew that the chances of their success were slim, and that more than 90 percent of the world's vested interests were their enemies, but that didn't change his will.

He is confident that they will move from one victory to another.

The light on the statue of the god of fate faded away, and as he left, Ace said with a hint of amusement, "Well, then, good luck to you." ”

"I promise you that if you can succeed, you will rise to the stars and live forever."

As the world master of the Jingya world, he has the powerful power to speak and follow the law in the Jingya world.

The promise he made now is that as long as they can really do it, their civilization will be able to go all the way up and become the overlord of the starry sky.

The Pope looked at the statue of the god who had returned to the ordinary, and sighed deeply in his heart, if only this great being could help them.

As a devout disciple of the God of Destiny, he could clearly feel that the person he had just talked to was not the god he believed in, but an existence far more powerful than the God of Destiny he believed in.

It was precisely because of this that he did not ask for help from this being.

It wasn't something he could touch.

"Tell Douglas the Great that the gods have issued an oracle that as long as we can win this war, our civilization will go to the endless starry sky and ascend to the top of eternal greatness."

"For the sake of our civilization, please be sure to win."

He did not falsely convey an oracle, this great being is also a great deity, and the promise of the other party can of course be called an oracle.

The order was given, and dozens of Templar knights marched from the Papal Palace to the army ruled by Douglas the Great in the north.

A month and a half later.

Emperor Douglas looked at the oracle in his hand, and his eyes involuntarily looked at the distant horizon, where it was the capital of the Northern Cold Country, as long as they captured it, they would win most of the war.

The country of the Northern Cold, the last country on this continent to have a structured industrial system and a large population, is the last country with a strong war potential to confront him.

In addition to the country of Northern Cold, among the other countries that have not yet been conquered by him, although they also have a certain industrial base, they are all fragmented industries.

The most important thing is that the vast majority of the kingdom has a mess of beliefs, and wars of faith break out from time to time, and they themselves are full of contradictions, and it is difficult to unite against him.

"Tell the soldiers in front of you to crush all the enemies in front of you, this year, we will spend the winter in the capital of the Northern Cold Country."

With a wave of his hand, Emperor Douglas gave the order to the soldiers in front.

The soldiers who had been marching from victory to victory were in high spirits all the way, and at the moment they received Douglas's order, they raised their flintlock pistols and cheered loudly, telling their emperor that they would be able to win again.

A pitch-black wave flooded the land, and the neatly arranged black legions, with flintlock pistols on their shoulders, strode forward.

Dense cannons were in front of them, pushed forward by countless warhorses.

The roar kept ringing.

Iron shells rained down on the positions of the red soldiers on the opposite side.

In the midst of the fortifications, the emperor of the Northern Cold Country, Ulster the Great, looked at the million-strong army with extremely high morale opposite him from a distance with a telescope.

There was a look of anger in his eyes.

He said to the advisers sent by more than a dozen countries behind him: "How can the millions of recruits who have been temporarily pulled out be the opponent of this army of millions of veterans who have won countless battles?" ”

"The stubborn strategy you have proposed will not be able to defend my country at all."

"I have decided, the four major legions directly under me will withdraw from the capital, retreat to the rear, and preserve their strength.

"Winter is still three months away, as long as your 200,000 troops can hold out until winter, under the invasion of the cold, there will inevitably be problems with the logistics of the million army of the Douglas Empire."

"When the time comes, I will lead the main force of the four major legions with a total of 800,000 to attack, and the victory will definitely belong to us."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

If he hadn't seen the face of Douglas the Great's legions, he would have dared to bring his million-strong army to the other party.

But after careful investigation, he completely lost this mind.

People's million-strong army is an iron army of a hundred battles, and his million-strong army, more than 700,000 are new soldiers.

The best way is to trade space for time, and defeat the opponent with the help of time and place.

Head-on, that's definitely just right.

It just so happened that among his million-strong army, 200,000 were organized by the colonies of various countries, and leaving them behind was definitely enough for Douglas the Great to drink.

After all, although these 200,000 troops are organized by the colonies of various countries, their combat effectiveness is extremely strong.

The colony's army had to fight the indigenous rebels all the time, and was much more experienced than his recruits.

In a head-on battle, they may not be able to defeat Douglas the Great, but defending in a variety of positions is more than enough.

An army of 200,000 can last for three months, right?

The advisers of more than a dozen countries, looking at Ulster the Great who did not look back, all frowned one by one.

Why did the other party make such a big determination? The capital even said that if you don't want it, you don't want it.

But they could not refuse, they were all advocates of interest groups in their respective countries, and they were also supported by almost all overseas colonies in order to defeat Douglas the Great at all costs.

Although Ulster the Great made his soldiers cannon fodder, the plan he spoke of had a considerable success rate.

In the winter of the northern country, it is an extremely cold weather of more than ten degrees below zero, or even dozens of degrees.

Most of the soldiers under Douglas the Great came from the seaside and the south, where the climate was relatively warm, and their resistance to the cold was quite limited.

Correspondingly, although the soldiers under Ulster the Great were all a group of recruits, these recruits had lived in the north for generations, and they were quite resistant to the cold.

Once winter comes, under the influence of the cold, the combat effectiveness of the soldiers under Emperor Douglas will definitely be greatly weakened.

If they do it again, let the existence of supporting them affect the cotton clothing production of cotton factories in various countries, or burn all the cotton clothes and even cotton fields, so that the soldiers under Douglas the Great will not have enough cotton clothes to keep warm in winter.

In the weather of more than ten degrees below zero, or even dozens of degrees, there is no cotton clothes to keep warm.

When the time comes, I am afraid that without the 800,000 troops of Ulster the Great, the soldiers of Douglas's regiment will freeze to death.

Having found an opportunity for victory, they did not say a word, and let the 200,000 troops under their control enter the position, and resist the attack of Douglas the Great with the help of various fortifications.

Then they contacted their supporters behind them as quickly as possible, and asked them to exert their respective influence to silently sabotage the production of cotton clothing in various countries.

At the same time, all kinds of resources they need, of course, they are not polite to ask for the rear.

Gold coins, grain, cotton clothing, flintlock pistols, cannons, sugar, cement.

In the trenches of the front line, an officer faced the hundred soldiers in front of him, and he waved his hand forward.

Two soldiers, carrying a large box, came to the officer.

He drew his saber and slashed the brass lock of the large box and opened it.

Under the sun, a touch of golden light appeared in front of all the soldiers.

The officer pointed to a large box of gold coins with his saber and said, "Listen to me, it has been said, before going to the battlefield, one person will take ten gold coins as a settlement fee." ”

"After that, you will be rewarded with ten gold coins for each enemy you kill."

"Kill me hard, after this war, you are all millionaires, you can go to the colony to buy a large piece of land, become a small farmer, and marry a dozen wives."

The sound of swallowing saliva sounded, and a hundred soldiers couldn't help but swallow their saliva as they looked at the golden gold coin in front of them.

One gold coin was equal to sixteen silver coins, and one silver coin could be exchanged for a hundred copper coins, and at colonial prices, one copper coin could buy ten catties of grain.

In today's colonies, a gold coin can easily be exchanged for an acre of land.

If you go to some undeveloped colonies, it is not difficult to exchange a gold coin for two or three acres of land.

One head, ten gold coins, this is really sky-high.

They can't even sell themselves for so much gold.

The officer looked at the greedy gaze in his soldier's eyes, smiled and nodded in satisfaction.

A person's first ten gold coins, he still doesn't believe it, and that can't make them desperate.

It turned out that the power of money was powerful, and the morale of these soldiers in front of him was already extremely high, not much worse than the soldiers of the Douglas regiment opposite, and even much higher.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The soldiers of the mighty Douglas Legion, lined up in order, with flintlock pistols in hand, poured like a flood towards the opposite position.

Artillery roared, projectiles rained.

"Fire, fire, fire!"

An officer in a red uniform stood in the middle of the trench and shouted at the soldiers lying in the trench.

With the trigger being pulled, a dense rain of bullets brought down the dense black soldiers in the blink of an eye.

After using up the ammunition for the first gun, the soldiers in red uniforms at the front line did not hesitate to pick up another flintlock pistol that had been loaded with ammunition next to them, and then opened fire again within five seconds under the order of the officer.

Another large number of black soldiers were brought down.

Just after the second gun was quickly fired, the red soldier picked up a new loaded flintlock pistol, the trigger was pulled, and the projectiles were fired in a dense manner.

Next comes the fourth, fifth.

The black soldiers at the front collapsed.

The 50,000 soldiers lying in the front-line trenches on the opposite side each had five loaded flintlock muskets, which could fire five shots in bursts.

Within thirty seconds, 250,000 flintlock muskets fired at them.

No matter how low the hit rate of the flintlock pistols was, nearly 30,000 soldiers fell on the battlefield in the case of dense firing and dense queues.

The 50,000 pioneers sent to the front by Douglas the Great, after paying 30,000 casualties, no matter how strong the will was, could not advance forward, and could only be quickly defeated.

The advisers from more than a dozen countries all smiled with satisfaction as they looked at the soldiers of the Douglas Regiment strewn with corpses on the front line.

With the support of the vast majority of the interest classes in the world today, not to mention anything else, in terms of money and weapons, it is absolutely almost unlimited, as long as they can win, no matter how much they spend, the supporters in the rear will do their best to grit their teeth and support them.

In order to win the war, they provided five flintlock pistols to each of the soldiers on the front line, but this was because the five flintlock pistols were already very heavy, and no matter how many soldiers could not move normally.

Otherwise, they would have all the soldiers carrying ten or twenty flintlock pistols on their backs.

And as it stands, everything they have done has not been in vain.

This wave alone has already dealt a small blow to Douglas the Great.

30,000 elite soldiers stained the battlefield with blood.

You must know that these 30,000 elite soldiers are enough to fight 80,000 or 90,000 ordinary soldiers head-on in the head-on decisive battle of the plain war, and win the battle.

But now, they only paid a very small price to wipe them out here, and they have made a lot of money.

The command position of the Douglas regiment, looking at the front line with a telescope, looking at the front line with a telescope, looking at the front line army with heavy losses, his face was gloomy and terrible.

He saw everything on the front line, and the soldiers on the opposite side fired five times in a row in a short period of time, which severely damaged his front-line corps.

Otherwise, in normal times, the 50,000 troops on his front line would definitely be able to penetrate the opponent's position and annihilate the opponent in one fell swoop.

His army was invincible in equal numbers.

"I miscalculated, I can't imagine that they have so many flintlock pistols, and even I, who rule most of the industrial civilization world, can't be so extravagant."

"It seems that the enemy in front of me is quite strong."

Sighed inwardly.

He quickly regained his confidence and began to redesign his battle plan.

A day later, the soldiers of the Douglas Regiment attacked again.

But this time, they didn't stupidly line up in a dense formation and attacked.

They began to raise their shovels and dig trenches in a zigzag pattern.

The 300,000 army dug together, but in half a day, the dense trenches were already close to each other.