"That's an exaggeration......

Freya muttered under her breath, and every time she walked to the hangar block, she couldn't help but let out the same emotion.

As the largest floating warship in history, the Emperor with a wingspan of more than 600 meters and a total length of nearly 300 meters can be classified as a super-specification product. In addition to accommodating a large number of bodies, the huge capacity is also equipped with a certain degree of assembly equipment to meet the daily maintenance work, and it can still carry out small-scale assembly and production of the body, which is simply a floating base.

At this moment, the hangar is not crammed with MDS, although it is impossible for aircraft and ships other than the defense force to appear at an altitude of 8,000 meters, but it can be in a state of combat alert at level 2, and the fleet will arrange a patrol of direct guard aircraft to open a cordon in the nearby airspace in accordance with the combat regulations. It is not the "Kenpufa," a general-purpose aircraft of the Defense Forces, that is shouldering this mission, and it is difficult for the humanoid body to exert combat effectiveness at this height. Outside the porthole, hovering like a deep-sea monster as a pilot fish, is a cutting-edge aircraft called the "Shrike".

The head with the arc and the armour of the two arms were shrunk up, and the "Shrike" was transformed from a humanoid to a disc-shaped lifting body, and long-barreled rapid-fire guns were installed on both sides of the disc.

As her gaze continued to move, Freya froze slightly when she caught a glimpse of the white unicorn MDS in the corner of the hangar, then quickened her pace to leave the hangar, turned a few corners, and slipped into a small conference room.

Two lieutenant generals were sitting in the room that was supposed to be used for a small meeting for the Shoshi, and Thor and Tyr were facing the coffee cups. Apparently, they have been waiting for a while.

"It's Brunhill. It's weird, she's never late. ”

Thor looked at the wall clock, Brunhill had always arrived at least five minutes early for meetings and meetings, and now it was only a minute away from the appointed time, which was indeed a little wrong.

Tyr nodded, but Freya looked like she was in control.

Her expression quickly caught the attention of the two nemesis.

"What's going on?"

Obviously. Something happened to Brunhill that they didn't know that Freya knew, otherwise His Excellency Lieutenant General Brunshire, who was never late, would never have failed to show up until now.

Their suspicions were immediately confirmed.

"It's Roland. ”

Freya glanced at the wall clock and replied in a low voice:

"As everyone knows, my sister and the consul still have no children, and my sister raised Roland as her own child, and this incident has had a great impact on her. ”

"So?"

Thor scratches his scalp.

"But Roland didn't actually make any of the situation, Charlemagne's royal daughter is also in our hands, and the situation is still under our control. Even if you want to be investigated and punished, it is enough to think about it behind closed doors for a while. ”

"That's true. However, my sister still doesn't seem to be at ease, and during this time, she seems to have a bad time every night. ”

"True ladies and soldiers don't love to gossip, Freya. ”

A low but powerful voice came from behind, and Freya shuddered, quickly closed her mouth and turned her face away, and the two men opposite sat down in front of the expressionless Lieutenant General Brunhill.

The atmosphere became awkward, but Brunhill had no intention of pursuing it.

She began to complain.

"In recent days. It's true that I'm not doing well, but not entirely because of Roland. I'm also a headache for the fools at home and abroad. ”

"At home and abroad?"

"Liberals, Ottolians, United Rus' Duchy. ”

I don't know which link leaked the news. Liberals, who spit in cafes, bars, and university forums all day long, have been prepared by the consuls to set up a new parliament under the council with deliberative and legislative powers. These guys, who dreamed of restricting the authority of the consuls and the army, didn't care about the matter, and they didn't even bother to forget it, and immediately celebrated with the crown. Then the liberal professors and doctors began to demand that the relevant procedures for the establishment of a parliament be started as soon as possible, and write their own demands for the parliament, so that when they enter the legislative stage, their ideals and demands can be expressed.

So far, there seems to be nothing wrong with it, but the next moves of radical liberals have to make people associate them with the "honorary title" of "national thief".

Flower Moon 9th. In response to Charlemagne's declaration of war with other countries, the General Staff officially announced the launch of the "Yellow Plan" and submitted a bill to the Council aimed at strengthening armaments, preparing for wartime mobilization, and extending compulsory military service to three years. The bill was originally intended to be in line with the preparations for the military adventure to be taken, but the expansion and extension of service were detrimental to the liberal goal of "weakening the military." Taking advantage of the liberals' activity, several professors offered to postpone the revision of the military service law on the condition of approving the budget for military expansion. But as the discussion heats up, the liberal young people intend to stand up to the blackmail of the warlords, and to give the army and the consuls a disgrace and let the spring breeze of freedom blow through Alfheim.

"They proposed that neither the budget for the expansion of the army nor the amendment of the military service law be approved. ”

Brunhill curled the corners of his mouth, and there was no smile in his eyes.

The three listeners did not speak, and the sneer on their lips indicated their opinion.

- Those nerds who read books and have broken their brains, who do they think they are?

The army has long been unhappy with the group of trolls who are talking nonsense all day long, and if it weren't for the consul pulling the reins of the army, and he himself is magnanimous enough, it is difficult to say that one day the army will follow Charlemagne's counterparts to make a "thief". In fact, the liberal arguments resonated with only a part of the middle class and intellectuals, and in the eyes of many fanatical archon-worshippers, the liberals were a bunch of "non-nationals" who spit feces all day long and couldn't even say a single percent, and who deserved to be arrested by the police and Stacy and sent to prison. A staff officer, surnamed Oberstein, also secretly devised a plan called "mowing the grass," which detailed 5,000 liberal activists who needed to be "preventively arrested," including the prison where they were held, the routes they were transported, and the crematoriums for cremation.

"Right-wing organizations such as the 'Steel Helmets' and the 'Knights of the Sorrowful Nation' lashed out at this, and according to their view, all liberals should be arrested for 'great disrespect, 'blasphemy,' and treason. There is no need for trials and verdicts, and they must be burned and burned. ”

"Let them go. ”

Tyr gracefully lifted his coffee cup and blew the foam off the coffee.

Not to mention that the parliament has not yet been formally established, even if there is already a parliament, I believe that with the wisdom of that adult, there are at least 9981 ways to hang up and beat that group of political babies. Don't say anything else. As soon as Charlemagne made some moves, Alfheim would immediately be in a wartime state, and those trolls would immediately have to clamp their tails and be human, otherwise they would have to spit on the prison bars.

"What about the Ostorians?

Tyr let out a sigh of relief. The last contact with Ostoria and the representative of the crown leader gave him a full understanding of the rich imagination of human beings, or how big the brain can be, and what new situation has happened to the genius who can brazenly propose a plan for a three-element empire that is not even as good as the Confederacy?

"They were ready to go to war with Charlemagne. ”

Brunhill shrugged.

Ostoria had a very good reason and motivation to fight Charlemagne. The Bourbons and the Habsburgs had too many grievances to settle, and the Ostoria and St. István crowns shouldered the heaviest burden in Charlemagne's use of foreign troops, and the Charlemagnes cut off their efforts for independence. And deceived the Grand Duke Maximilian into a distant colony, and killed the flattering Grand Duke by the hands of the natives. The Ostorians were unhappy, and they had to settle a reckoning with Charlemagne.

In the recent war, Ostoria watched Charlemagne destroy the Crown's independence movement and occupy half of Castile, and recently had a good start to the war, and Charlemagne's army was much larger than the number of Ostoria and the Crown Lords combined, and now seems to be the perfect time for Ostoria to take the stage. But Ostolia, or the Habsburgs led by Maria Theresia, saw new hope: first, Charlemagne's expansionist behavior and despicable undeclared war completely destroyed the possibility of a compromise with the United Duchy of Albion and Rus'. At the moment, there are no other allies except Lapland, which is barely protecting itself. Secondly, due to too much appetite. Eating too quickly, Charlemagne developed severe symptoms of indigestion after expanding to its peak. In particular, in northern Castile, known as the "Peninsula Ulcer", a large number of elite Titans troops were stationed there in order to extinguish the rebellion, so that the army that remained in the dependent territory to monitor was greatly weakened.

What happened in Castile became the best reason for the Ostorian faction. Charlemagne's ambitions are endless, and the result of not taking the initiative will only repeat the lessons of Castile. It has been squeezed, eaten and even swallowed. And isn't the current state of emptiness in the dependent territories the perfect time to take the initiative and come to the aid of the Castilian Habsburg relatives?

Voices against war are not absent, and there is no shortage of weight. Archduke Karl, who was desperately training his army, insisted that Ostoria was not ready for this battle. Since returning from the Riga front, the Grand Duke has been painstakingly and painstakingly training a new army and promoting military reform. And with good results, the combat effectiveness of the Ostorian white-coated soldiers has been steadily improving. At the same time, however, the training and adjustment of middle and high-ranking officers, the backbone of the army, is struggling. Because of the unbelievably conservative nature of the army and the upper echelons, the selection of generals is still the same as before—that is, promotion is based on birth and seniority, not on ability and merit. As a result, in addition to Radesky, Andráhi, Shearer and others under the Grand Duke's command, the rest of the high-ranking generals such as Hohenzolen, Dlovich, Rosenberg and others who are over the age of old are just generals.

With a daunting commander, a half-aged army, and a wolf-like enemy, the end of Ostoria seems to have been predictable.

However, these quarrels did not seem to be a problem for Alfheim, and when the Yellow Plan was formulated, no one from the Archon down to Ostolia took them seriously, and it can be said that they were not counted on at all. On the contrary, the worse Ostoria was beaten, the more dazzling the victory of Alfheim became, and the merger and unification with Ostoria and other vassals after the war would be smoother.

It's hard to imagine what trouble Ostoria could cause in Alfheim.

"The Ostorians have told us that they, together with the Crown of St. Istvan, want to form a united nation with us. ”

"Wait. ”

Freya raised her hand, her face full of confusion.

"I remember when they said they wanted to form a triadic empire with us. ”

"Yes. At that time, the consuls dealt with the past, and now they proposed to form a community. ”

Brunhill looked at his companions with a smile and a tearful smile, slowly explaining the funny and troublesome incident.

In the first month, just after the news of Archduke Maximilian being dragged out by the natives to shoot targets, Friedrich de Schmering, the Austrian Minister of the Interior, drafted a plan to crystallize the previous idea of the Triadium into a Confederation. According to his vision, the new three kingdoms would first be merged into a confederation. After that, it took 5~10 years to change from a loose community to a body with practical administrative capacity and binding force, the countries participating in the confederation sent representatives to form a permanent parliament, the tax system, the judiciary, the currency and the army were gradually unified, and the monarch also met regularly. The day-to-day affairs of the Confederation were presided over by a three-member Executive Committee composed of representatives of the three countries, and the number of seats on the Executive Committee could be increased in the future if other countries joined the Confederation.

This idea seems pragmatic, with a hint of compromise and progress, and once realized, the Trinity Empire will at least take a big step towards formal unification. But in the eyes of the elves. The Ottorian calculus is too obvious, right?

The establishment of a three-member executive committee is tantamount to a disguised denial of Yalfheim's dominance, and because of the two-to-one advantage, in fact, Yalfheim cannot even achieve the status of an equal seat. In time, with the demographic superiority of humanity and other aspects of soft power, the new allies will become vassals of Ostoria, the parliament and the executive committee will become their "home turf", and the military and economic power of the Confederation will even act in the interests of Ostoria, which the elves will never tolerate.

"What did the Archon say?"

Tyr laughed. This group of whimsical and death-savvy teammates really opened his eyes. But his interest in Ostoria didn't stop there, and now he wanted to know what his immediate boss thought about it.

"What else can I say? We need time. The preparation is not yet complete, so be patient and wait for the time to come. Of course, we will continue to support your country's cause, I wonder if you are interested in the Lend-Lease Act?"

Brunhill said with a sincere face, she was imitating Li Lin, not like she was telling a joke at all. There was a pause. After the audience had finished laughing, she continued:

"What the consul means is: if the Ostorians are our enemy, we can take them with only 5 divisions, if they remain neutral, we need 10 divisions to defend it, and if it is our ally, we have to draw 50 divisions to defend it. Now we can't afford to waste even a battalion. ”

"So?"

Freya, who had vaguely guessed the answer, asked deliberately.

"Any unrealistic fantasy is vulnerable to guns. The truth is never within cannon range – Charlemagne would have told Ostoria that. ”

Stasi gathered intelligence that the Ostorians were massing their forces, and the targets seemed to be Regensburg am Easter and Landshut an der Issa, both of which had an overwhelming superiority in forces. However, Brunhill believed that the defeat was irreversible, and that the Ostorian army's combat strength could last for half a month, and that the only point of this botched offensive was to further disperse and deplete Charlemagne's army. No matter how you say it, it's an army of 100,000, not 100,000 pigs, and even if you catch 100,000 pigs, it will take at least 10 days.

The clever Lieutenant General Brunhill did not think that his speculation had made two mistakes: 1) the Ostorian army was at some point inferior to the pigs, and 2) even the Charlemagnes could not catch 100,000 pigs in 10 days.

With a deep sigh, Brunhill threw out his amazing teammates with brains bigger than his neck, and threw out the last and most bizarre trouble.

"The Principality's furry customers also give me a headache. ”

"Duchy?"

"That's right, those stupid GIs. ”

Brunhill's face suddenly became unsightly. Since the day before yesterday, the arms sales and public relations departments stationed in the Principality have been receiving constant protests and complaints from the Principality's army, all kinds of elegant and uncivilized words stating one thing - front-line soldiers accuse the V.E company of serious quality problems, very inconvenient to use, and serious moral problems.

"Moral issues?"

Thor looked stunned, furry bears, guns, morality. Can these three words be connected? What about the sense of disobedience? Did the guy who wrote the complaint get the wrong script?

"The guys, including a lieutenant general, two leavers, and a dozen school officers, told the sales department. ”

Brunhill paused, his face turning an embarrassed red.

"A rifle with a bullet chrysanthemum will make the soldiers have bad associations, and it will have a negative impact on the work of rectifying military discipline and preventing epidemics, and the army no longer wants to buy more medical mercury for the treatment of Charlemagne's disease. ”

"Oh, Mother Goddess. ”

In the spirit of the principle of "balance", tinkering with Schneider rifles in Albion. While Roland was testing the Chasebo rifle, V.E., the Merchant of Death, also provided the Duchy with a new type of revolving bolt-pull rifle, the famous Dreiser's shotgun.

The Dreiser-M1841 firing rifle is a ...... How can I say it? It is a "famous gun" created by Mr. John Nicolaus von Dreiser after his brainstorm, which bends people in every sense.

This prototype gun was completed in 1836, and the rifle was officially adopted by the Prussian army in 1841 to experience the Prussian-Danish War, the Austro-Prussian War, and the Franco-Prussian War, making great contributions to the rise of Prussia and the unification of Germany, and finally with the fall of the French Empire and the siege of Paris, it stepped on the Champs-Elysées with the Prussian army, witnessed the establishment of the Second German Empire at Versailles, and was recorded in history as a famous gun that witnessed many historical merits.

However, the guns themselves were not as advanced as German propaganda outlets and some fanatical fans of the German army had claimed, in the early days when they played against Viking and Germanic relatives who were lined up to shoot with breech-loading guns. The advantages of the Dreiser rifle's theoretical rate of fire of 10~12 rounds per minute, higher accuracy, and the convenience of the shooter to shoot in a lying position and deploy skirmishers are indeed enough to hang the opponent. But in 1870, when the Gallic barbarians were in the ring, although tactically and strategically the Prussians were the winners, the Krupp cannons and pointed helmeters beat the Short III and his army to the bridle, and after the war, when the captured Chasepol rifles were disposed of, there was a joke about the lack of virtue - "The French rifle, brand new, never used, was only smashed once". But as far as rifles are concerned, there is no suspense that Shasepo will beat Dreiser.

The so-called needle-gun. As the name suggests, it is a rifle that fires bullets with a firing pin. After pulling the trigger. The long rod-shaped firing needle on the bolt pierces the paper cartridge case, striking the primer, igniting the propellant and ejecting the projectile. The advantage is that the rate of fire is fast, which makes it easy to reload in a lying position. The disadvantage was that the airtightness of the breech was poor, and the poured gunpowder gases interfered with the shooter's aiming. In severe cases, it can even burn the skin.

The Dreiser, as well as the Chasepo rifle, is a needle-shot rifle that uses a firing needle to fire, and its disadvantages are broadly similar. But Mr. Dreiser, who didn't know what to think, used a strange design of propellant at the back and primer at the front when designing the paper-shelled bullet. So much so that it had to be pierced deep into the propellant with an extra-long needle bolt. As a result, the loading process looked very immoral, and the firing pins had to be replaced frequently due to frequent contact with scorching gunpowder, which could easily cause damage to the firing pins. Changing in the heat of battle was a completely impossible task, and many soldiers lost their lives because of that firing pin. In contrast, the Shasebo rifle only needs to replace the airtight ring, plus the advantages of range, rate of fire and accuracy, which is enough to beat the Dreiser rifle three avenues.

One can imagine how the fluffy bears, who are lazy and don't like to take care of their weapons, would react to such a squeamish rifle. In fact, in the era of hot weapons, the Principality's weapons production targets often far exceeded the army's actual equipment and reserve needs, as well as the number of sales and transfers. This is partly due to the quality of the Principality's own weapons, but also to the fact that the soldiers treat their weapons roughly, causing them to wear out their useful life early. Even ignoring the cries of the soldiers, the bureaucrats of the principality had to consider the costs of purchasing Dreiser.

These are not Brunhill's concerns, but the Principality's accusations will affect V.E's business reputation, and it will also provide a good card for future business negotiations, which will ultimately cause economic or political damage to V.E.

As long as the accusations are effectively exploited by the competitors of the consortium and the elf camp, there is a good chance that things will turn out like this.

"We've had to use a lot of resources to deal with the trouble caused by the Principality Army, and so far it's not a big deal. ”

"That's a real problem. ”

Tyr nodded in agreement, but not entirely in acknowledgement.

'But as long as we win, that's not a problem. ”

The other three nodded together, and they thought the same thing.

A military victory would have brought the consul's prestige to unprecedented heights, the domestic opposition would no longer be able to stir up trouble, and Ostolia, who had been beaten by Charlemagne, would abandon his unrealistic illusions. With the blessing of military victories, the reputation of Alfheim's weapons will also reach unprecedented heights, and the noise of the duchy army will automatically disappear.

But the premise of all this is that the war breaks out, Yarfheim wins, and it must be an unprecedented victory, and the defeat is needless to say, even a half-hearted victory will force a major adjustment of the strategy in the future, and the revival of Gilmania will be more difficult.

So war is necessary and inevitable, and if anyone wants to stand in the way, without the voice of the archon, the entire elven camp itself will act to crush the stones that stand in the way.

"And...... As long as it is done quickly, Roland will not be troubled anymore. I think that when the war is over, he can play the role of a bridge between New Charlemagne and Alfheim, which is his expectation and suits him well. ”

“......”

Brunhill had a faint smile on his face, and he was at ease.

Tyr and Freya didn't say a word, and at their cups of luck, Thor opened his mouth, as if to say something, but finally lowered his head.

They knew what Brunhill was thinking, and emotionally speaking, they were happy to see the outcome happy for all parties. But they have reservations about whether things will turn out to be what Brunhill wants, or if Roland will be willing to meet the expectations of the elven camp.

Brunhill himself didn't understand this, and under his relaxed voice was a deep uneasiness, vaguely aware of the irreconcilable loopholes in this seemingly optimal solution, but subconsciously turned a blind eye. Just as he was trying to get advice and support from his silent companion, a jolt came from the soles of his feet, and then the vibrations spread throughout his body along the metal chair fixed to the floor, and the tea set on the table began to shake.

With the clatter of porcelain trembling, Tyr and Brunhill snapped to their feet. Freya and Thor, who were a step slower, were preparing to move when a violent impact erupted from under their feet, and coffee cups flew into the air along with other unsecured objects, and the four generals hurriedly covered their faces and chests with their hands. Amid the shrill metal trills and screams that came out of nowhere, the impact of objects and the heat of the liquid came from his arms and back, and he didn't have time to tell what had hit him, and he didn't even understand what was going on, and Brunhill fell to the ground. (To be continued......)