Minerva's expression is very flat, she was originally a very beautiful girl, and when she showed a lazy expression, she gave people a delicate and amiable feeling. However, in the eyes of the army generals and intruders, the languid expression surrounded by many guns and malicious eyes was mixed with a hint of a playful smile, which almost looked like contempt.

She's contemptuous of herself, this little girl is contemptuous of herself who controls the whole situation-

At the moment of realizing this, the originally triumphant Major General Louis Loiszo de Granmaison's face immediately sank, and after a few seconds of stiffening, he remembered that he had already won the victory, and the chief of operations, who could not ignore the barking of the defeated dog, spoke in a tone of pain that was almost contrived:

"Your Highness, we originally hoped to persuade His Highness and the officers of the Navy as much as possible to promote sincere cooperation between the Army and Navy to overcome the national crisis. The situation has developed to the current situation, and it is also unavoidable......"

"Oh, the Army?"

"Yes. ”

Major General de Grand-Maison, pretending not to hear the mockery in Minerva's tone, continued to speak in a distressing tone:

"At a time when the state affairs were so critical, the whole country should have unanimously established a system of land and sea subordinates, and the sailors who had lost their warships should be trained and incorporated into the army, so as to launch a resolute and decisive offensive against the enemy with the momentum of fighting to the death with the same hatred of the enemy. Wouldn't it be beautiful to be that the enemy had a great force, a position of great difficulty, or a new weapon beyond imagination, and we would not be deterred by this. With the help of God and God, the cowardly ghost animal ......"

Before he knew it, Major General de Grandmaison's eyes had lost reality, and he could not have noticed that in addition to the anger that almost exploded, there was a trace of pity and a wry smile in Minerva's gaze when he looked at him.

-- This kind of person is actually the chief of operations who formulates the strategy of the entire army and decides the life and death of thousands of people.

Thinking of this, Minerva not only wanted to laugh out loud, but also to cry heartily.

This is really absurd, funny and extremely sad that is difficult to describe in pen and ink.

I wonder if the bombastic, narcissistic Major-General de Grandmaison knew that every word and word he said had no possibility of being realized.

Do you think that the navy soldiers are all your livestock, and if you say the east is east, and if you point to the west, you will go west? As soon as you give an order, the navy soldiers will obediently listen to the army's red deer go to the front line to block bullets? They also fight to the death with the same hatred of the enemy, and with the face of the army, the navy will really fight to the death with the army. As for Major General de Grandmaison's strategy for employing troops, it is even more extraordinary than enough to describe.

The so-called unimaginable new weapons, since the beginning of the war, Alfheim has indeed shown a lot. From the mystical superweapon that annihilates the Northern Expeditionary Force, to the guided rockets that bomb cities, to the Mjolnir of the Iserlohn Battery, Alfheim's superweapon is as dazzling as a toy on a shelf. Behind the glamorous façade lies what makes Alfheim truly formidable – its economic power, its industrial capacity and its technological prowess. Only by combining the above three elements can it be possible to turn a series of extremely destructive super weapons from an idea into a reality. Charlemagne, on the other hand, has been acting as a negative teaching material, and even if he has no determination and perseverance, even if he has a physical weapon of the Alfheim standard, he has so far been unable to make a workable imitation. The comparison between the two is really embarrassing.

What's more, compared to the super weapons in the hands of the enemy, the rigid thinking of one's own high-level leaders is much more deadly to one's own people.

Since ancient times, there have been very few new weapons that have decided the outcome of a war (strictly speaking, only one crow and two crows in modern Chinese history can barely be counted, and the Spanish invasion of the Inca Empire was largely based on the smallpox virus, not muskets). As a negative teaching material, the cute, modern-armed Idly was beaten twice in a row by the Abyssinian Black Silk...... ）。 Thirty percent of the real decision of victory or defeat depends on the performance of the front-line troops, and 70 percent depends on the overall strategy of the decision-making level and the degree of support from the rear.

What Minerva was afraid of at this moment was not what new weapons the defense forces would come up with, or what new tactics and tactics would be introduced, what really frightened and even frightened her was Li Lin's strategy and Charlemagne's own wrong choice in the misjudged situation - thinking that her strength in her hands was stronger than that of the enemy, thinking that she could overcome all difficulties with mental strength, and that Charlemagne alone could win this war, and wasted many lives on a gamble that would be lost.

Major General de Grandmaison is still vigorously preaching his theory of "mental strength must win" -- he must hold the "belief in victory" even if he has been defeated after repeated battles, he must hold the "belief in victory" even if he has no food, and he must also hold the "belief in victory" in the face of chariots and artillery without defense--anyway, the noble major general does not have to face death, hunger, pain, and disease, he can of course ask others how to do without blushing or panting.

Minerva had no interest in continuing to accompany the farce, her time was too precious to continue listening to the mentally ill maneuver.

Knock –

The powder fist slammed on the table, and the whispered rebuke of "That's enough!" caught Major General de Grandmaison off guard and almost bit his tongue.

"I'm tired of hearing your Excellency's rhetoric, please put away your clichés and keep them for your own enjoyment!"

"You...... Your Highness, Your Highness, is this an insult to your subordinates?!"

"If you think that stating the facts is an insult to you, then think so. If you want to show your talents, please take up arms and go to the front line, and practice your bold words with the front-line officers and soldiers, and see if you can live up to what you say!"

After a pause, Minerva gave the stammering chief of operations another shot.

"I've never seen a brazen person like you!"

Major General De Grandmaison's lips twisted violently, and after a creepy scream from his blood-colored face, his eyes that were always in good spirits lost focus, his nostrils and mouth were wide open, and the chief of operations of the Wang Army fell down with such a strange and terrifying look. The embarrassed army colonel on the side hurriedly carried the major general who was as stiff as wood to withdraw from the conference room, shouting to give way and calling for military doctors along the way.

It was later confirmed by military doctors that Major General de Grandmaison was suffering from a mental disorder called conversion hysteria, commonly known as hysteria. This disorder, which is common in young children, is considered to be a symbolic shift caused by the inability to resolve inner conflicts and desires, and is clinically manifested by dyskinesia, convulsions, stiffness, sensory disturbances, and more. According to experts, in order to eradicate the root of the disease, the patient cannot be given any setbacks, his wishes must be met. In other words, His Royal Highness, the admirals, and the holy maidens should collectively kneel down to the rear admiral to apologize, and all the officers and men of the army and navy should thoroughly implement the instructions of the rear admiral, and they would not hesitate to break their bones and unite to win the victory. In this way, the root of Major General de Grandmaison's disease can be eradicated, which is gratifying and congratulating.

In any case, Major General de Grandmaison's military career has come to an end, and even if he can miraculously recover on his own, with the personality of the crown prince, he will not continue to appoint the whole ugly guy. When later historians mentioned this incident, they made even more spicy comments: What a bold stroke it is to treat a guy whose mental structure is like a toddler with the lives of a million people! I believe that Major General De Grandmaison will surely drown in tears of emotion after hearing about this treatment plan in the isolation ward of a psychiatric hospital.

Minerva did not know, nor was he interested in, the illness and cause of Major General de Grandmaisson, and her clear emerald green eyes stared straight at the side of the crown prince's face.

"Is the same opinion of Brother Wang? Even if the country is reduced to a scorched earth, even if the whole people, including the old and the young, women and children, are driven to the battlefield, and the ambitions of the Church are broken for a meaningless war that must be lost, will this war be carried out to the end?"

"What are you going to do if I say, 'Yes, that's right?' Will you use my head to wag your tail at the pointy-eared heretics and beg for mercy?Where is your courage and dignity as a royal family? Open your eyes and see the reality clearly! Isn't it our duty as a royal family to let pointy-eared heretics and ill-intentioned enemy nations take control of this country, and cooperate with the Church to defeat heresies once and for all?!"

Looking back at the-for-tat trajectory, looking at the face that was as distant as the other shore full of rigidity and anger, Minerva's face slowly drooped, and her emerald green eyes were clouded with a haze of disappointment. The delicate body sank deep into the high-backed chair.

"Really......"

It was so bland that it could even be distressing that the voice echoed in the silent conference room.

"Since Brother Wang is determined to go to the end of this road of no return, then we have nothing to talk about. ”

Decision-makers whose priorities are to retain power, impoverished executors – the fate of nearly a million soldiers and entire countries has been entrusted to such a combination. If there are still people on the front line who are willing to fight to the death after knowing the truth, this person is either a sadistic self-absorbed person, or a real war maniac.

Minerva was neither belligerent nor satisfied with her own and other people's blood to satisfy her self-absorbed eccentricities, and as a normal person with a conscience and common sense, as she herself said, there was nothing to say to the crown prince and the army leaders.

"Since the army is bent on going its own way and wants to play the war game to the end, please take care of it. Please forgive us for not being accompanied. ”

Closing her eyes and re-opening, instead of looking at the Dauphin Louis, whose cheeks twitched, and ignoring the many high-ranking army generals and armed men, Charlemagne's daughter stood up, gently raised her cloak, and said majestically:

"Next, the Navy and Marine Corps will break away from the base camp command system and act alone. We cannot watch the motherland be pushed into the bottomless abyss step by step by a group of politicians, war maniacs, mentally ill people, scoundrels, and fraudsters who will only hide in a safe place and make nonsense, we will act to save the motherland. As for you...... Please do what you want!"8)