The freezing rain outside the window of the central conference room was continuous, and the raindrops hit the roof on the windowsill, and the earth fell into a haze.

A small red dot swayed from side to side in the rainstorm like a lightning flash, and finally rolled down on the windowsill covered by a canopy, this is a wet little cardinal, its thin body is drenched in the rain, squatting there shivering, and its small eyes are still with the horror of the rest of the catastrophe,

Behind the window next to it, a fat man with a slightly chubby body was looking at this qiē with a calm expression,

A man and a bird, looking at each other a few times, the cardinal seemed to know that the fat man behind the window would not deal with it, so he raised his head arrogantly and turned over,

"This little one!" The fat man felt angry and funny, he was a dignified imperial master, and even a little bird dared to throw his face, I don't know why, the little thing in front of him reminded the fat man of the girl across the street, this sudden rainy season, did it also wet her ruddy and lovely pretty face, and a faint smile came from across the street, always with the magic of making people feel relaxed

"It was such an easy time!" the fat man sighed inexplicably,

"Your Majesty, all the legion commanders have arrived!" an adjutant pushed open the door of the conference room, interrupting the fat man's thoughts,

"Let them all come in!" The fat man turned around from the window with a calm expression, and soon, the general of the Central Army, Hukochili, the Northern Army Salon, Caesar Zoro, the Southern Second Army, and the Southern Army Special Forces Regiment Varisian appeared in front of the fat man one by one with respectful expressions,

"Sit down!" the fat man gestured to them to sit down, and then asked the adjutant to hand over a battle plan to everyone, and said, "You all see, in 3 days, the Southern Army will be put into the Normandy battlefield as the first echelon, then the Central Army, the Northern Army and the Southern Second Army!"

The fat man's words made several imperial military generals take a deep breath.

"What a big hand, is this going to be an all-out attack?" Ssalon first couldn't wait to open the text folder, and what caught his eye was an extremely simple sketch, this is a huge area that is somewhat narrow and long, and in the middle of the huge blank area, there are the words of the Gallic Empire's direct area, and around this huge blank space, the names of a series of large and small countries such as the Principality of Hassa, the Principality of Turmans, and the Principality of Jimny are written. About one-third of the way to the northeast of the sketch, there is a red area in the shape of a cockscomb, which is specially dyed in red by the adjutant's office, next to which the word "Duchy of Normandy" is written in Wikiven, although it is only one-twentieth the size of the entire map, but its location should be the main goal of the campaign

This is the rumored Lord Continent Obarro!

Hukochili's gaze swept over the sketch map, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of heat rise in his heart, the sketch in front of him couldn't even be called a map, just a sketch of the distribution of forces. But it was enough to make Hukochili, who had never been to Obarro, feel fascinated,

Several other people had similar expressions,

Facing such a wide blank area for the first time, even the famous generals of the empire were a little shaken in their hearts. This is a vast continent that has never been seen before, and it was once the root of the Ikadivar peoples, whether it was the ancestors of the Vecchians or the Nords, who were once the remnants of this continent. This is their roots, with more land, resources. Population, or meritocracy!

Compared to Ikadiva, a medium-sized continent isolated from the open sea, only the northern tip of the Obaro continent is more than three times larger than the Icadivar continent, compared to the continent in front of it, the Icadivar continent is more like a large island split, it is said that the total strength of the Gallic Empire alone in the Nordic Barrow can reach 1 million people.

To start a war with a continent with such a huge number of troops, even the famous generals of the empire who swept the continent will have a certain burden in their hearts.

Millions, this is a completely unimaginable number, that colossal power is enough to make the Icadivar continent tremble,

But no one is afraid, because they are the undefeated falcon army, glory and glory, have already made them indifferent to life and death, they finally know why the falcon has been planning this huge continent,

This is the land that an empire should have! As Wen Jiàn closed one by one, several people glanced at each other, their faces showed a sense of determination, and the strange atmosphere made the air in the conference room a little dull, "Just say what you have of ideas about this plan!" The fat man's gaze swept over the faces of several people, and he snorted heavily,

He knows a few subordinates too well, Caesar Solon was silent, Salon was in a daze, that one-eyed didn't even have a focus, obviously he wanted to pretend to be a soy sauce party, this guy is talented in this regard, no one can match, the only one who has a little change in expression Hu Keqili, just squinted his eyes, and quickly regained his calm, but the resolute aura that belonged to the military was like a sharp sword, and the eyes of Valisian's slippery head rolled, and there was no reaction, his special forces corps had the smallest number, and it was not in the first wave of sortie sequences, so the expression that came out of the table was very in place, just concernedDoes it take that much of a reaction?

Compared with these old fritters that are as stable as Mount Tai and have different images,

The fat man's gaze finally fell on Salton, the second army of the south, who was sitting at the end, this Nord man with an upright personality, really the most unsitable one, his face clearly showed a look of wanting to speak and stopping, but after looking left and right with the oblique light from the corner of his eye, the butt that had already left the seat fell down gently, and several legitimate legion commanders were silent, he, the general of Nord, even if he wanted to say, he didn't dare to trespass directly,

"This group of lazy guys is really a virtue!" The corner of the fat man's mouth smiled helplessly, and waved his hand, "Soldton, you say it first!" "Your Majesty!" The upright Soldton was bold, stood up straight and said, "Please forgive your subordinates, judging from the map, Normandy is not big, and there is no need for the empire to use so much military and financial resources, I believe that any army commander here has the strength to sweep away Normandy,

"So is the plan a little too big, or too overestimating the Normans!" Soldton's voice grew quieter and quieter, even a little uncertain, "I mean to say I'm going too big, right?"

The fat man's eyes were cold. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he was used to denying his own thoughts, which was really Salton's style, and it was this habit that developed Salton's dense and meticulous command style,

The fat man once heard that every time Salton fought, he studied the map until late at night, a map, before the war. Always have to look over and over again dozens of times, remember every place above, mark all the key points, study all the situations that may be encountered thoroughly, and only seek to be able to seek a way to defeat the enemy from the unprovoked battlefield situation when you really face it, in order to hope that you can seize the precious opportunity that flashes in the chaotic situation, no one is a genius. Behind the genius is a madness that is difficult for others to understand, this sentence is said to be used by Salton as a self-deprecating motto, "Don't dare, it's just a kind of construction ......" Salton quickly lowered his head. A hint of embarrassment flashed across his face, and the slanted light from the corner of his eyes swept over several legion commanders, and apart from him, the faces of the others did not fluctuate in the slightest. Obviously knew something in advance,

"Is there something I don't know about? These guys can't have sold me!"

Sallton's heart tightened a little, though he was a brilliant strategist. But after all, the time of annexing the empire is short, and the habit of making strategic plans for fat people cannot be grasped very accurately, and the other few old fritters are different, the silence on their faces is golden, and the three sticks can't make a sound.

Of course, there are exceptions to the existence of zài,

The one-eyed dragon Ssalon, who was in third place, the only one-eyed eyebrow and foot, twitched unnaturally to the upper right, and forced a smile in his heart, "This guy Solton, it's really still too tender! Those who can understand are either geniuses or madmen, of course, His Majesty belongs to the former, even those of us who have followed him for many years can only peek at a part of his strategy, that is only a part, think about it, your Majesty Falcon has been coveting the Obaro Continent for a long time, and his saliva is almost not dripping, since he has decided to go all out at this moment, he must be thoughtful, will he still make such an idiotic mistake? A little Normandy can also enter His Majesty's sight? What are you kidding! His Majesty's eyes are generally habitually fixed on the biggest prey!Gallic Empire!Fool."

Sallon's twisted expression with a smile naturally fell under the fat man's sharp gaze, and the fat man had a cold face, slowly turned around and turned into a stupid face, almost saying that he was Sallon who was a sign of the early arrival of Alzheimer's,

The fat man snorted viciously, "My Commander of the Saron Legion, do you think what Toldton said is funny?

"Ah...... This one...... The ......" Ssalon was stunned by this sudden attack, like a mouse caught by a cat stealing food, and his mouth was staggering for a long time, and he also said a reason, his eyes gurgled and rolled, and he glanced to the left, Caesar Sauron was looking at his nose and nose, his nose was looking at his heart, and he looked at the old monk with a fixed face, and he glanced at his right, and Valisian, the lazy thing, was looking up at the ceiling, and he almost didn't say, "Oh, the weather is so good today, the sky is clear!" Hu Keqili was even more crisp, staring at the drawing in the text with his eyes, the focused affection was like reading a peerless love letter that made people's hearts melt, "Bastards, these guys, when it's time to get rid of it, none of them are ambiguous!" Ssalonn scolded these unrighteous guys very unwillingly, "What? Don't you have an opinion at all?" The fat man's displeased heavy nasal voice made Salong shudder, the falcon's ability to turn his face is well known, knowing that he can't hide, Ssalon can be bold and intermittently said, "The subordinate is a rough man, he doesn't know what strategy is not strategic, since His Majesty wants me to say it, then I will be bold to say it" "Actually, the subordinate thinks it......"

While sorting out his thoughts when he came, Salon said, "The total strength of this imperial attack will exceed 100,000 before and after, and the target naturally cannot be just a Normandy region! Although I don't know why, my subordinates personally feel that His Majesty's eyes should be on the Gallic Empire behind Normandy!

"Oh, what do you mean by that?" A hint of surprise flashed on the fat man's face, but he obviously acquiesced to Salon's analysis, although Salon was a little lazy, but he had insight that ordinary people could hardly reach, and he could often distinguish the real content from the chaotic appearance, although what he just said was not all right, but it was basically part of it

"陛xià. At the critical moment, our northern army is still reliable! It's better to ......."

Seeing the Falcon Majesty's cold face turn hot, Salonn secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his one-eyed glowing cold color turned, straightened his body and said in a loud voice, "Your subordinates, please let my Northern Army replace Lord Statunko's Southern Army to become the first main force of the Imperial Landing, and my subordinates are willing to open the way for His Majesty to build bridges, overcome obstacles, and before His Majesty arrives, he must take down the entire Normandy in advance!" "You sycophant, I know that you guy is the most slippery here!" The fat man laughed. He waved his hand to Salon and said, "I can't promise you this, the Southern Army of Statunko has been assembled, and no matter how fast your Northern Army is, it will not be able to catch up!"

"However, I can start from the south of Rod, although it is a little slower, but it ......"

Sallon reluctantly continued, who could be the first wave to land in Normandy this time. It is undoubtedly the greatest military achievement in the entire campaign, and even if it leaves its name in the history of the Falcon Empire, it is possible! Whether it succeeds or not, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." As His Majesty's Guards, I think the Central Army should take this responsibility......" Hu Keqili suddenly said loudly, and at the critical moment, several military bigwigs quickly came to life, "The heavy infantry is the main force of the attack. My Falcon Empire started out as an infantry army, so please let my Northern Heavy Legion come on!" Caesar Sauron looked eager, "The Second Army of the South, ......" Toldon opened his mouth, but found that there was nothing to say. I could only whisper in embarrassment, "As a new legion, we should give you a chance to exercise!" "Okay, everyone has their own tasks, and there is no need to rush around!" The fat man put away the smile on his face, and interrupted everyone's words with frost on his face, everyone immediately shut up, the speed of the falcon's face turning is quite famous, and the conference room was quiet for a moment, and only the sound of rain hitting the wall could be heard

The fat man picked up a sketch in the text folder and said in a condensed voice. You should have seen this, this sketch of the Nordic Barro Empire, from a senior naval officer of the Obarro Empire accidentally captured by the navy, after strict questioning by the navy, I found that the previous estimate was a little wrong, according to the description of this captive, the peripheral principalities like Normandy have more than twenty within the Gallic Empire, Normandy is not a core country close to the center of the Gallic Empire's rule, under normal circumstances, the Gallic Empire is for the convenience of management, let them implement autonomous management according to the regional scope"

"The Gallic Empire also has its own opponents, it is the Gangfei Empire that is comparable to its strength and occupies a large area of the central and southern regions, and the war between the two empires has lasted for nearly a hundred years" The fat man's voice stopped, his eyes swept over everyone's eager faces, and the corners of his mouth said disdainfully, "Maybe you don't believe it, for the Gallic Empire, which considers itself the center of the continent, we Ikadivans are just a group of uncivilized barbarians, and in terms of status, they are not as good as the Normans!"

"Bastards, they're barbarians!" Sharon scolded, looking indignant

"Well said!" The fat man slammed his fist on the table and said, "This is also where I finally made up my mind to launch this battle, strategically looking down on the opponent, which is the most fatal mistake in itself, and for us, it is also the best opportunity to attack the Obaro continent at the moment, "This world is very fair, no matter when, fists are always the most decisive thing, between countries, strength is the first condition to speak"" If we only have 20,000 men, then for the Obaros nations, we are just a group of hunted targets, but if we have 100,000 troops, the other countries will feel that the rescue of Normandy is completely self-defeating, and the army will surrender without a fight.

"Minimize the loss of occupying Normandy, and the Empire will open a gap in the coastline of Obarro," the fat man raised his head, looked out the window at the messy white rain line, took a deep breath, and said, "As for the attitude of the Gallic Empire, on the contrary, it is the least concerning!" "Unless the Gallic Empire is ready to wage war on two fronts at the same time with us and the Central Gangfe Empire!" In terms of logistics, according to the Navy Department's report, the waters north of Obaro are flooding season from January to March, and the Navy has temporarily distributed special fishing nets to all warships and transport fleets, so during these two months, the entire sea will be our logistics warehouse

"Logistics, troops, attack opportunities, and the landing coast that has been laid in the early stage are all in place, in the face of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, as a soldier of the Empire, do you have any other concerns?"

The fat man merged the Wen Jiàn clip in his hand, and glanced at a few people with his eyes like knives, "No!

Several corps commanders stood up from their seats in unison, they knew that His Majesty Falcon said this, that is, there was no room for hesitation, "Well, 15,000 people from the Central Army, 20,000 people from the Northern Army, 15,000 people from the Northern Heavy Infantry Corps, 20,000 people from the Second Army of the South, and 5,000 people from Valision as the campaign reserve, the second wave of landing echelons will set off in half a month, all go back and prepare to go!"

Before the fat man's words fell, he suddenly felt a cool breeze, and several generals had already dispersed (to be continued.) )