Wallenstein smiled and raised his glass to Frederick II, but drank less than a third.

The emperor, who had just finished drinking a whole cup, saw this and frowned and asked dissatisfiedly, "Why do you have so many left? No, no, come and do it!"

The nearby generals also coaxed and said: "Why does Your Excellency Marshal only drink so little, is it stage fright? Haha! This is not right, since it is Bixia who personally respects him, he must finish drinking!"

Wallenstein shook his head, and could only explain with a wry smile: "Bixia, generals, it's not that I deliberately disrespect everyone, but the war is not over at this moment, and as the commander of the army, I must always be sober." Otherwise, once there is an unexpected situation and there is no one to command the army, not only will the previous victory be lost, but I am afraid that even the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers will be difficult to spare!"

When Frederick II heard this, he couldn't help waving his hand and laughing: "The marshal is too worried, the defenders of Pera are unable to take care of each other by our flanks, and the strength is only about 200,000, less than one-fifth of ours, and there are a large number of recruits with no combat experience. Recently, it has suffered a series of defeats and heavy casualties, and nearly half of the war zones in the city have been lost, and morale is extremely low, and it has reached the verge of collapse. I estimate that by this time tomorrow, my HRE army will be able to wipe out the remaining remnants of the enemy in one fell swoop, so there is no need to worry at all!"

The generals beside him immediately expressed their approval, and one of them even said: "The last general is leading the troops at the forefront, and if the enemy's combat effectiveness yesterday was quite tenacious, today is simply a plate of scattered sand! As soon as we set fire to the past, the other side immediately scattered as birds and beasts, and even if there was an occasional battle, it would be crushed at the touch of a button." The fighting spirit has been reduced to the extreme. According to my estimates, in the face of such a predicament, they already know that they will fail. I don't want to fight to the death anymore. At the rate of progress we are making today, there will be no problem in taking Pera tomorrow!"

Wallenstein sighed and asked Frederick II, who was smiling, "Bixia, in recent days, the armies of both sides have been fighting hard repeatedly, and the casualties are so huge, but the powerful central floating fleet of the other side has never been able to attack. Don't you think it's weird?"

Everyone at the scene fell silent, and the emperor's smile also froze on his face, and he frowned and thought about it. Hesitantly, he said: "The opposing Central Fleet suffered heavy losses in the air battle of Giantport a year ago, and there has been no major movement since. Could it be that he is already in a state of collapse, afraid of being attacked by our combined fleet again, and simply hides and avoids without fighting?"

That's all he said. Even Frederick himself could not believe it. The generals looked at each other. They were all puzzled: "Your Excellency Marshal, what do you think is the purpose of the other party to hide the floating fleet?"

Wallenstein shook his head and said, "Who knows? Actually, I think that not only the floating fleet, but also the ground forces, they have shrunk the real main force." The enemy we are facing today is a new recruit who has no combat effectiveness, and the other side is deliberately showing weakness in order to make us careless. Thus falling for their tricks!"

After listening to the words of the field marshal, everyone at the scene couldn't help but be silent.

After a while. Frederick finally woke up from the dream of a great victory. He sighed and said to Wallenstein: "Your Excellency Marshal's analysis is very reasonable, if you don't stay sober, I'm afraid we will fall for each other's tricks! Fortunately, there is still time to remedy it, what do you think the other party's next move is?"

Wallenstein pondered for a moment and said: "It is certain that they are preparing a large-scale operation, for which they do not hesitate to shrink the main forces and abandon the periphery. In my estimation, there are probably two real purposes. The first is to induce our army to advance lightly in the city, and then send elites to suddenly attack from the flanks, cut off the connection between our forward and the main force, and then encircle and annihilate them in one fell swoop, and then regain the initiative on the battlefield. However, I personally think that this is unlikely, because at this stage of the war, the final result is already obvious. No matter how clever the other party is, at most he can only breathe for a while. They are independent, and every day they fight has an additional loss, but we can continue to calmly replenish it. Even if they continue to win, the comparison with our Liliang will only become more and more disparity. Pera is already a dead end, and the other party must understand this, no matter how desperately he struggles, he will not escape the fate of failure. ”

The emperor nodded, and by this time he had completely come to his senses, and immediately answered: "Does the marshal mean ...... The other party is ready to break through with the whole army?!"

The generals beside him looked at each other, and one of them said suspiciously: "But in the nearly 1,000 years since Pera was founded as a city, the Olympians have never given up here, and they have always waited for help. How could they abandon their capital this time?"

But this is the most reasonable judgment. Just because a baby has never walked doesn't mean he won't be able to walk, and everything will change, right?" Wallenstein said with confidence.

The generals stopped talking, and the marshal then said in a deep voice: "The direction of the enemy's breakthrough can only be chosen between three points, the first is to retreat from Giant's Port to the island south of the Konoha Sea, the second is to retreat from the direction of Hades Gate to the west of the Illyrian Mountains, and the third is to break through from Atlantisburg to the southwest of the Thermopus Pass fortress. It would be almost impossible for us to intercept them if the enemy chose to retreat on the island, but they would also suffer heavy losses, because both the naval fleet and the floating fleet could carry extremely limited numbers. Moreover, the enemy, despite its recent rapid development in the mountains of Illyria, must still be insufficient to accommodate an army of 200,000 men. From this point of view, the direction with the greatest possibility of the other side breaking through is the southwest! The strength of our army on this side is relatively weak, and it is easy for the enemy to take advantage of it, and the troops sent by the southern city-states to support are all gathered in the fortress of Hot Springs, and once the defenders of Pera retreat to this place, they can ......"

Just when Wallenstein was analyzing it in detail to everyone, a change protruded!

I only heard an angry shout suddenly coming from outside the big tent: "What people!? There is an enemy-"

The shouting suddenly stopped, and everyone was taken aback, and they all felt extremely bad in their hearts! Almost at the same time, an awe-inspiring black flash pierced the curtain of the tent with an astonishing liliang and stabbed at Frederick II with a thunderous thunder!

(To be continued......)