"Ahh Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info can only retreat? only retreat?" Lady Maria, William's blood mother muttered helplessly. At the same time, he was reluctant to give up his love for Briton.

After all, this is her hometown, her homeland, and her inheritance.

In a sense, this is the capital, and the core, for her family.

There are factories with unknown values, a large number of industrial workers, a large number of stock exchanges, securities centers, banks and financial institutions.

It's a cornucopia, a cornucopia that her family has been running for a long time. It is the reason why their de Normandy family can exist and have the confidence to become the leader of the continental faction.

Once this place is abandoned, then the morale, strength, and prestige of the Normandy family will plummet. It is very likely to lose his current position, and it is even very likely that he will collapse and eventually become a second-rate, useless garbage family, and completely lose the glory of his ancestors or something.

Just thinking about the possibility of this was something that made Ms. Maria feel very uncomfortable.

However, she had to do it again - she really wanted to be ruthless at this time, grit her teeth, and lead her army in a fierce battle against the Visigoths in Normandy. Hold on until things turn around.

For example, there are difficulties in the enemy's weapons, equipment, food, and logistical supply -- after all, the number of the opponent's troops exceeds 300,000. Such a large army was unheard of in the Old Continent. It will, of course, require a great deal of logistical support -

Even if the other side is now fighting on the inside line, and the other side is now on its own territory, there is no need to think about such things as transportation and supply routes, but with the current exhaustion of the Visigothic Republic, it is still a very difficult thing to supply such an army to fight.

In addition to this, there are reinforcements.

Briton was frightened by the fury and horror of their republic. These guys are very, very hopeful that they don't end up like this. So, on a very rare occasion, the upper and lower houses of parliament in Briton were unanimous. These guys passed the decision in the shortest possible time to increase the number of troops, to create ten more legions, an army of two hundred thousand.

In terms of the industrial power and manpower of the Briton Kingdom, although such an army is huge, it can still be taken out by gritting its teeth.

As long as Maria's army held Normandy, then another such army came to the rescue. The army of the republic, which had been unable to attack for a long time and began to be tired and discouraged, was the time to be defeated.

Mmmmmmmm

But.

Yes, but despite the fact that many people persuaded Ms. Maria to do so. But she made the opposite decision anyway.

She was going to withdraw this army to the country. And then wait for the opportunity to find a counterattack tactic -

It's a little weird, but it's a normal choice when you think about it.

She would naturally feel afraid, frightened, withdrawn and avoided, and she would naturally feel frightened and invincible in the face of the mighty army advancing in the Visigothic Republic.

And, of course, she didn't have that much courage to face all this—even though she was even stronger than William, even though she possessed a divine power that William found difficult to execute, even more than the Pope of Rome.

But, of course, she was not William, nor was she a member of the Hereford family. She is used to manipulating everything behind her back, to everything being pushed and carried out at her pace, according to her script. And when it doesn't go as planned, she becomes confused.

She didn't have the consciousness of sticking to a fortress like William and putting everything she had. There is no consciousness to take out all her main forces and fight a battle that will decide the outcome and the fate of the country.

So, in this case, she can only make this choice.

"No, it doesn't matter, it's not that bad yet. She comforted herself by saying, "Today it is still Briton who has the upper hand, and our resources are by no means comparable to those of a small country." Especially our Navy. As long as we can hold on, we will be able to sever the ties between the Visigothic kingdom and his overseas colonies.

Without the wealth and resources of the colony, the country would definitely collapse in a short time. At that time, it will be time for us to counterattack. ”

She thought so in her heart, and then smiled again, so that self-comfort, though it could never change the course of the war, could make it comforting and pleasant, though in fact she had lost the war, or at least at this stage.

That's it.

Soon, however, Ms. Maria's good mood vanished in an instant - mainly because she had returned from the fantasy world to the real world.

Normandy is in chaos today. The enemy will soon rush in and slash and slaughter, crushing and destroying the wealth and industry that the de Normandy family had accumulated over hundreds of years.

There's a lot she wants to relocate right now.

All kinds of precious machinery and equipment, all kinds of important information and information. In addition to this, there are large quantities of precious metals that are safely stored in the bank's vaults.

All of this is an important reserve that her family has kept for hundreds of years.

In addition to these, the large amount of information radiating through Normandy, as well as trade channels, passages, etc., are also important issues.

There is simply no way to transport these things away in a short period of time. So, there are a lot of things that Ms. Maria has to worry about now.

Otherwise, destroy the things, pick out the most important part and take it away. Or some of the things were transported through other channels, or they were hidden.

All this work made her dizzy and exhausted. At the same time, every hour a spy would come to tell her where the terrible, faithless army had arrived.

The defensive line she had set up before seemed to be nothing in front of the 300,000 elite army with a rainbow of morale. It was easily dissolved by the other party.

Speaking of which, Ms. Maria has studied the strategies and tactics of these guys, and finally came to the sad conclusion that these bastards have no such thing as strategy and tactics at all.

Or there is only one strategy and tactic for these guys, and that is a lot of people. There are a lot of people, and then there are a lot of people.

As long as there are many people, you can win, and as long as there are many people, you can defeat the enemy. They won the victory by relying on an army several times larger than the other side.

This was completely illogical, and of course made Ms. Maria feel even more unhappy.

The other side is getting closer, getting closer.

This made her even more panicked.

The more panicked you are, the more you can't get these things, the more you can't get them, the more angry you are, and the more angry you are, the more panicked you become. In this way, she fell into a vicious circle of her own making.

"Ahh

When it came to this, she finally couldn't hold it anymore and let out a collapsed, hysterical roar: "None of this should be like this!"

As she said this, she subconsciously unleashed her own divine power, and in an instant, the terrifying power that had subdued William in an instant surged out. The following "hum" turned everything around her, including the expensive decorations, antiques, paintings, porcelain, and home furnishings, as well as the data that she was trying to sort and sort out, and the people who carried out it, together with the mansion as beautiful as a palace, into pieces.

......

"That's how it is. ”

At the same time, I don't know if it's a coincidence or for some other reason. Lady Maria's hysterical shout in reply, spat out from the mouth of a very different woman.

Right on the battleship bound for Indy. This is a first-class battleship designed to embody the Hereford family's maritime determination, their industrial prowess, and the deceptive role of the Shipwretch. On the mast of a massive battleship with hundreds of gun emplacements and a displacement of more than 5,000 tons, William was confronting this woman.

The sky seemed to leak holes, and the pouring rain was desperately spilling down. At the same time, the sea seemed to be crazy, and the huge waves of the wind crashed on the ships, making such a huge fortress-like first-class battleship swaying like a toy.

"It's a little bit miserable. William thought to himself. At the same time, he secretly vowed that if he could do nothing this time, he would definitely make all the scholars who predicted the weather die happily.

It's really a failure, although William doesn't think he's going to die. But there were so many soldiers under his command, and some of them had never seen water in their entire lives, let alone such a vast and vast ocean.

This time the storm fell, and the army of the Hereford family did not know how many people would die. As soon as he thought of this, William was so unhappy.

Of course, this kind of unhappiness is not as unhappy as the current unhappiness makes him more unhappy. This kind of unhappiness is the unhappiness of being betrayed.

While he was thinking this, a bolt of lightning seemed to split the sky in half. A loud thunder of "boom" followed. Extremely shiny, extremely shiny, extremely dazzling. At the same time, with the help of such light, William also saw the expression of the person on the other side clearly. Hideous, excited, and at the same time desperate.

It's as if a wolf with a broken leg and hungry for a few days sees its prey.

Rightfully so, this guy is a dark elf.