"Ardennes Forest?"

Minerva looked up at Roland, looking back at the emerald green block on the map table, her eyes full of surprise.

"Break through from there?how is it possible?!"

She didn't distrust Roland's vision and judgment, and crisis after crisis proved that the young man had far more insight than the generals and marshals. Break-through from the Ardennes...... It was by no means a suitable place to attack.

It is not for nothing that the Ardennes Mountains are considered unsuitable for large-scale military operations, and the region is the most topographically complex area of the Elven camp on Charlemagne's front outside of the Vosges Mountains. Surrounded by rivers and forests, the mobile area is extremely narrow, and lightly armed infantry may be able to pass through, but artillery and baggage troops are difficult to cross. Once an attack is delayed, it is easy to fall into the dilemma of lack of follow-up.

Because of this risk and terrain, Charlemagne placed only two local garrison divisions in the Ardennes direction, and due to the terrain, the junction of the two divisions was on the Ardennes salient.

From this deployment, it is not difficult to see that Charlemagne's upper echelons did not consider the possibility of a large force breaking through from the Ardennes at all. In fact, in the eyes of most people with military common sense, including Minerva, the Ardennes is synonymous with the "insurmountable moat". Anyone who tells them that a large army chooses there as the direction of the breakthrough is that the knee-jerk reaction is "impossible".

"The history of technological evolution is a history of making the impossible possible. ”

Putting down the magnifying glass, Roland smiled wryly and shook his head.

"No one thought of railroads, telegraphs, guns, chariots, or wars, but now they are everywhere. ”

Minerva couldn't help but be speechless.

Technological progress is too fast – Roland once commented on the industrial revolution led by the consortium. What sounded like a complaint at the time is now as accurate as a verification of the prophecy. People undoubtedly enjoy the convenience brought by technological progress, but they do not understand the principle and meaning, and ignore the possibility of extended application. The confined mind is stuck in the rigid past. It's like the monkey who got the gun. Aim the gun at yourself and be unaware of the danger.

It is only now that Minerva painfully understands the precarious situation of human beings, who have been "raised" by high-tech products.

"Yes...... If you really use chariot troops to break through from the Ardennes and intersperse them with the rear of the king, the entire front will collapse...... Is there a way to stop it?"

Knowing how desperate the answer was, Minerva asked prayerfully.

Her Royal Highness has witnessed the performance tests of several restored vehicles. He knows the destructive power of the armored monsters beneath their ugly exteriors.

Armed with guns and cannons that are not afraid of muskets, tracks and wheels that effortlessly crush obstacles, trenches, and human bodies, and guns that easily sweep away all targets, the mobile fortress is a chariot.

The presence of a single vehicle on the battlefield can easily cause a carnage. Hundreds of chariots more powerful than the "Stalker" and "Scout Leopard" formed a torrent of steel...... It would be a terrifying Hell March.

That's all there is to it, and it's terrifying at best. No matter how technological weapons evolve, they will never be able to get rid of the limitations of the objective environment. The chariot of great power can only be captured if it falls into the quagmire of magic manufacturing. But the elves had expected this for a long time, and several combat experiences had shown that once on the battlefield, the elven army would walk away with all evil interference particles. Nullify Mana, make the magician indistinguishable from the average person, and the staff reduced to a flashy club. Forcibly pull the combat into the mode they are good at.

Charlemagne has no good way to deal with this despicable tactic so far, but to inject Mana into the Sky Crystal to make a staff. But this is only a hasty countermeasure, and on a battlefield full of interference particles, it is impossible to have a new mana to replenish the heavenly crystal, and once the stored mana is used up. Magicians are still beaten in various ways. In addition, when the consortium evacuated, it took away the inventory of Tianjing, so that this emergency strategy could not even be popularized to regimental officers.

Other words. Charlemagne's soldiers could only rely on their men and flesh and blood to stop the Wehrmacht's chariots.

Now Charlemagne's troops are training their chariot fighting skills with unprecedented enthusiasm, and the brick beasts have also been summoned to devote themselves to the study of anti-chariot weapons.

Their enthusiasm is touching, and their seriousness is unquestionable, as for the results...... Anyway, Minerva and Roland didn't dare to look at it.

The development of science has its own laws, and the madness of people and the will of the chief cannot play a role in the laboratory and workshop, and the "wall of science" cannot be broken through by brute force.

Of course. The ignorant are fearless. The pressure of the commander's will and the needs of the front line cannot be stopped by a mere "wall of science", and no one can stop the brain hole of the idea king. In just a few days, a large number of "anti-tank mass killers" that I don't know if they are useful or not have been invented.

Limited by the level of technology and materials, there is no hope for tall weapons such as anti-tank guns, anti-tank guns, and anti-tank rocket launchers, and individual anti-tank weapons. Or "special attack weapons" are very popular. The so-called "special attack" is the abbreviation of "special attack", and to put it bluntly, it is a suicide attack. Ever since the advent of Sakura, Charlemagne seems to have been hooked on this type of warfare. With a lightly trained soldier and a low-cost assault boat, you can damage or even sink an enemy's expensive capital ship, and it's a surefire deal. Now that it is impossible to imitate combat vehicles and create effective anti-tank weapons, the anxious military bureaucrats naturally think of special attack weapons.

The first to come out was the anti-tank ******, which is also known as the "cocktail". This thing has a low technical starting point and is quick to use. Just light the strip of cloth on the top of the bottle and throw it at the hood of the chariot, which will damage the engine circuit and cause it to stall, and if it goes well, it can ignite the ammunition - if there is no lively enemy infantry around.

Immediately following the debut is the "Spike Thunder", collectively referred to as the Spike Thunder. The thunderbolt is a wooden stick with a conical shape and a shell made of metal, which is filled with explosives in the form of a hollow shaped charge. The top end of the cone of the thunder shell is made of a metal tube that can be inserted into the thunder rod and fixed with screws. The bottom of the ring is equipped with three 15 cm long nails, which provide sufficient blast height for the explosives.

The use of the stabbing thunder is exactly the same as the hand-to-hand combat with the rifle with the bayonet, after finding the chariot of the pointy-eared ghost animal. The brave and fearless kingdom warrior pulled out the safety pin, rushed to the side of the chariot under the rain of bullets, and stabbed it hard at the skirt or chrysanthemum of the Iron King Ba, and the moment the three nails of the thunder bottom hit the armor, the firing pin in the instantaneous inertia fuse installed at the junction of the thunder body and the thunder rod hit **** under the action of shock and inertia, thereby detonating the explosive. The evil Iron King Eight Chariot is lying on its stomach. The brave and fearless warriors of the kingdom have been elevated to the status of military gods and will live forever in the hearts of the people. Since it was impossible to make so many piercing mines in a hurry, the military introduced a simplified version, a wooden stick to help an explosive bag, and the soldier lit the fuse and rushed over with the explosive bag......

If the above mass killers are not impressive enough. Never-mind, Charlemagne's Army has also developed the ultimate improvised anti-tank decisive weapon that will make all Wehrmacht armorers look good at it, the metal crowbar.

The process of using this weapon was as follows: a fearless army soldier lay in ambush on the side of the road with a crowbar, and when the ghost animal chariot passed by unsuspectingly, Charlemagne's soldier leaped out with a crowbar in hand, and quickly tucked the crowbar between the speeding tank tracks and the load wheels - preferably between the wheels of the driving wheels.

With a crisp and loud "click". The chariot's tracks broke, the driving wheels stuck, the engine stalled, and the Charlemagne warriors roared in the sky, climbed on the Iron King and smashed open the hatch to do whatever he wanted. As for whether this will be the case, the military's explanation is that there are no extra combat vehicles on hand for experiments, and it is speculated according to common sense. It should be able to achieve the desired effect.

It is worth mentioning that the Army has embarked on an upgrade of the metal crowbar. The latest version is a railway sleeper, and the three warriors of the selected sleeper carry the tired silly boy's wood to repeat the tactics mentioned above, and it is said that the ultimate version will be upgraded to a blaster, and the three warriors of the sleeper will also be upgraded to the **** three warriors......

There are also magnetic anti-tank mines in the shape of Wang Ba, upgraded coconut mines in cocktails, etc., I won't give examples here, these alone have already made Minerva who went to observe the anti-tank exercises dizzy.

The young soldiers who participated in the exercise heroically said to Her Royal Highness: It doesn't matter how many chariots there are for ghost animals. Fry one by one, fry one by two. How many come and how much, the uncle doesn't care about killing or burying.

Minerva is not a child who doesn't know anything.

For the time being, no matter how crazy the "special attack" is, how much of a role it can play in actual combat. From beginning to end, Minerva saw only a group of people around a chariot to show off the lower limit. She could not understand why the Royal Army had the notion that the enemy would not concentrate its armored forces for use. There will be no infantry and auxiliary armoured forces around the tank, and the enemy will have to rely on traditional means to communicate with each other, and the on-board radio will be purely a decoration.

Obviously, if the armored cluster of the elven camp did rush out of the Ardennes forest, these teammates could not count on it.

"No ......"

Roland groaned and shook his head firmly.

"In the current state of the kingdom's army...... Even if the elite troops of the entire human camp were gathered, it would probably be impossible to stop the armored cluster that broke out in full force head-on. If you want to defeat the elven camp, there is actually a more effective way, just let them win not beautifully, or drag them into a war of attrition. ”

The power of the elves may not be inferior to that of any other country, but the population is a hard wound that has always plagued them. In a short period of time, it may explode into a strong combat force, but it will never last, and once it falls into the quagmire of a protracted war, it will inevitably usher in the end of destruction.

But.

But in that case, Li Lin will intervene directly. ”

The temperature in the room drops suddenly.

Li Lin has actually been intervening. There are direct and indirect ones, but they are basically within the scope of state action, and they are carried out in the capacity and position of the "Supreme Archon of Yalfheim". In the unlikely event that the battle is unfavorable, the elven camp shows signs of defeat. In order to ensure that the plan proceeds as intended, he will most likely resort to the last resort: to act as a "Divine Will Agent", using the most brutal and direct way to make the civilization of the two camps of humans and orcs white.

Neither let the elf camp win too beautifully, but also not stimulate Li Lin to lift the table - this is the problem that Roland is most troubled by.

If the old king were still in charge, Richelieu would still be there. Perhaps the status of the elves can be recognized in disguise in a way similar to that of the dualistic empire, so that Li Lin cannot make an easy move, and then wait for the change. But now it is the second crown prince who is in charge of the country's affairs, and he wants to let this delusional His Royal Highness recognize the situation...... The difficulty is comparable to that of the Chinese men's national team in the World Cup final, second only to not letting Li Lin lift the table - that is the level of the Chinese men's football World Cup winner.

"I'm afraid to wait until the enemy's chariot track runs over the toe of Brother Wang. He will believe everything we say. ”

Minerva let out a long sigh. After several attempts at persuasion, she was utterly desperate for Louie's IQ. In her own words: "Brother Wang is an ancient creature who cannot think about problems with modern thinking". After several talks, Louis rudely reprimanded and interrupted any opinions that contradicted him, or he simply ignored them. Ignoring his father's health, and ignoring reports on the economy and declining living standards, he also understated the words "let's hold fewer banquets" and "for victory." As a Charlemagne citizen, I have an obligation to endure the small difficulties in front of me", "Compared with the soldiers on the front, they are already very happy", and other heartless words are brushed aside. That extremely self-centered face completely extinguished Minerva's last bit of expectation, and completely chilled this selfish and arrogant brother.

In the course of several conversations, the crown prince Louis went back and forth about only one thing - the mysterious holy maiden. The kind of detailed questioning that covered all sides, and the sticky gaze with bad intentions, made Minerva sick when I thought about it now.

It's not conscious, it's closer to some kind of physiological instinct, similar to an intuition of danger.

She decided to discuss the matter with Roland and ask him to be careful about the Crown Prince's movements. Just as Minerva began to sort out the words of exhortation that prevented it. The phone rang, and at the urging of the ring, the organized sentences were put on hold for a while, and Minerva picked up the receiver.

"Hey, it's me. It turned out to be you...... Yes, it is...... She was indeed on my side...... Now? no, no, no, of course, it's fine, it's just ...... What? Okay. I know. ”

Putting down the microphone, a look of unease appeared on Minerva's face. Roland, who sensed that something was wrong, asked out loud:

"What's wrong? Who called?"

"It is His Excellency Ji Er, who said that he hopes to mediate for me and Brother Wang, and in order to show his sincerity, he hopes to be accompanied by the Holy Maiden who has recently become famous in Lüdes. ”

It is one of the work of the Church to mediate disputes between the state and the royal family. At a time when the threat of the elven camp is becoming increasingly apparent, it is in the interest of the church to promote the convergence of Charlemagne's forces and deter the elven camp. There's nothing strange about their prowess.

can be on the recent "holy girl" who has been in the limelight. The attitude of the church is a bit ambiguous, and so far there has been no clear statement. Now it is said that the Holy Maiden is required to accompany him to do the ideological work of the crown prince......

"I felt that something was wrong. ”

Minerva spoke her instincts bluntly, and the invitation made her feel uncomfortable.

But there's no reason to say no. ”

Roland shrugged, a smile like dawn dispelling the gloom of unease in Minerva's heart.

"This is an invitation from the Holy Maiden of the Church, and there is no valid reason. It is impossible to refuse. Moreover, it was also an opportunity to convince the crown prince. ”

"But ......"

"Don't worry, no matter how you say it, there is a church saint present, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will not dare to mess around. Besides—"

Buckle the white bracelet, a blue light filled the map room, and when the light faded, the majestic girl said calmly:

"It's not a weak woman here. ”

At the same time, Ji Er, who put down the microphone, exhaled softly, and his slender fingers, like a work of art, twisted the silver spoon and stirred his black tea elegantly, and the honey deposited at the bottom of the black tea gradually dispersed.

While stirring the tea, he hummed happily.

...... Agnus.Dei,qui.tollis.peccata.mundi,miserere.nobis. ）

Agnus.Dei,qui.tollis.peccata.mundi,miserere.nobis. ）

The singing voice is full of vitality.

Agnus.Dei，qui.tollis.peccata.mundi，dona.nobis.pacem。 (Give us peace, the Lamb of God, who is free from the sins of the world.) ）

The gentle voice is full of tenderness and sincerity.

Agnus.Dei,qui.tollis.peccata.mundi,miserere.nobis. ）

Agnus.Dei,qui.tollis.peccata.mundi,miserere.nobis. ）

The silver spoon stopped stirring, and the jewel-like reflection of black tea shone on the girl's face, staining it with a touching flush.

Agnus.Dei，qui.tollis.peccata.mundi，dona.nobis.pacem。 (Give us peace, the Lamb of God, who is free from the sins of the world.) ）

As if praying, the girl sang. The pious and compassionate countenance makes one feel bathed in the light of holiness and washed away from all sins.

It is a prayer hymn. It is sung by every believer, and it is also used during the Mass ceremony.

Agnus.Dei - The Lamb of God. Theological and canonical doctrine originally referred to the role of the ideal "atonement for the sins of all mankind" was based on the ancient ritual of slaughtering lambs and smearing their blood on the side of the portal at Passover.

The name of this song is called "Ode to the Lamb". (To be continued.) )