The rain turned into moisturizing things, and countless white silk threads silently permeated the heaven and earth in front of him,

A group of light cavalry wearing silver-edged armor escorted a carriage slowly drove into the gate of the headquarters of the Congo-Africa Frontier Army, these light cavalry guards wore the red and black trimmed cloaks of the Ministry of Military Affairs, and the door of the carriage also had a unicorn sign from the Ministry of Military Affairs of the Congo-Africa Empire, indicating that there were big figures from the Ministry of Military Affairs of the Congo and Africa in this carriage

On the steps of the headquarters building of the border guards, the head of the border guards, Fabregas, together with more than a dozen generals of the border guards, stood on the steps, watching the carriage in the distance drive into the headquarters of the border guards, without waiting for the carriage to stop, the head of the border guards Fabregas was the first to walk into the rain in a straight uniform of the commander of the Gangfei regiment, and the generals behind hurriedly followed, the rain hit the uniforms of the generals, the raindrops bloomed like a little dark flower, the rain in April was not cold, but everyone's faces looked a little unpleasant,

Everyone knows what that adult is here for! The situation has changed, this time in order to counter the Falcon Empire's aggressive pressing on the Putao border, the Imperial Military Affairs Department and the coalition army acted in unison, adopting the tactics of two-line attack, the number of up to 170,000 coalition troops was responsible for attacking the direction of the Baluta Fortress, and the Gangfei side, on the original basis, the Ministry of Military Affairs once again increased the strength of 70,000 troops to the border, and 40,000 reserve local troops are being mobilized here, ready to cooperate with the original 110,000 Imperial Southern Army, with a total strength of 220,000 people, to completely solve the pressure on the Falcon Empire,

Six days have passed, and the border guards, who are on the other side of the line of attack, are still not moving.

Now is the time when supplies are tight, the 170,000 allied troops plus 220,000 border guards, who have just gotten a chance to breathe, are bearing the logistical supply pressure of nearly 400,000 troops, and the coalition forces are clumsy in the attack on the fortress of Baruta, tens of thousands of people were killed and wounded in the fire, and most of the army's logistics were burned. Finally, the Ministry of Military Affairs of the Republic of the Congo had to hope that the border guards would take the initiative to ease the existing logistical pressure, after all, the current strength of the border guards had already surpassed the Falcon Imperial Army, which had a total strength of only 140,000 on the opposite side.

The "creaking" carriage stopped at the bottom of the steps, and the head of the border guards, Fabugares, stopped beside the carriage, stretched out his hand and pulled the door of the car with the attitude of his subordinates with great respect, and gave a military salute to the people who came down: "My lord, it is really an honor for your subordinates to be here!"

"Yes, I thought you had forgotten who put you in this important position!" an emaciated old man got out of the carriage. Raising his head, his cloudy eyes stared at the sixty-year-old building in the rain, and his gaze was a little complicated,

"How dare you! The subordinates know very well that without adults, there would be no Fabugarez's status today!" Fabugarez's two-meter-tall stout body trembled slightly, and quickly responded

"Don't you dare, then what are you doing?" Gang Fei's Minister of War, Imperial Marshal Marcos, looked solemn, and snorted heavily on the wings of his nose, "The advantage of 80,000 people is in your hands, but you hesitate. Just pushing the front forward ten miles is considered an explanation?"

"Our army has pinned down the Falcon Army on the opposite side! But the other side has taken the defense, and without knowing the specific arrangement, the subordinates can only temporarily confront each other."

Fabugares was somewhat embarrassed, explaining "the confrontation between the 220,000 border guards and the 140,000 Falcon Imperial troops on the opposite side." But his subordinates had seen the Falcon Army's Thor power in the port of Valenya, and they knew very well that the Falcon Army defense line on the opposite side also had a strong firepower that was not inferior to the Imperial Navy seen that day, so it was okay to take the defense or take the initiative to attack. I'm afraid that I will step into the trap of the other party!" "What the empire needs is victory! The army is the sword of the empire, and the sword will see blood, not an ornament!"

Marcos heard Fabougarez's explanation. The voice carried a wave of annoyance, "Do you know that every day of delay, the rear court must raise more military rations for this large-scale battle, this is already the last hope for the empire to counterattack, for this reason, His Majesty the Emperor even took out all the grain looted in the Putao region some time ago, and also put down his body to sell royal treasures privately to the Central European and Barro countries in exchange for the import of grain from various countries" "This ......" Fabugares wanted to say something, his mouth opened, but he didn't say it

Marcos walked up the steps in front of him and said, "In the temporary Kyoto Besuka, the price of food has increased tenfold, even so, having money without identity does not necessarily mean that you can buy food, people are starving to death every day, at first it was civilians, and now there are even nobles, are you ready to wait until a minister starves to death before you are willing to take the initiative to attack the Falcon army opposite?"

"My lord, you don't know, it's not that I don't want to take the initiative to attack, it's really ......" Fabugares's face was gloomy, and he stopped talking,

"What really?"

Marcos stopped, his eyes were burning like fire, Fabugares was pushed up by him, Fabugarez has many shortcomings, but there is no problem in terms of loyalty, and he is from the background of the Southern Army, which is also conducive to appeasing the fluctuations caused by the 1.12 incident in the Southern Army.

Although Fabugarez chose to evacuate in the raid on Putaus, in terms of strategic purposes, it was a good completion of the task assigned by the Ministry of Military Affairs to do its best to plunder materials, compared to the first hunting war, which paid two legions to withdraw from the Putau area, Fabugarez only used 20,000 people to successfully get out of the counterattack of nearly 300,000 falcons, which is already a miracle!

"There is a plague in the army, which has already infected thousands of people, and if you use a large army to attack at this time, I am afraid that the plague will spread and cannot be controlled" Fabugarez straightened up and decided to tell the truth

"The plague?"

Marcos was shocked when he heard it, and his eyebrows frowned slightly, the plague has a deterrent power comparable to nuclear weapons in this era, and the irrepressible plague can even cause the city to become a death prison, no one dares to ignore this problem, after asking a few words seriously, Marcos said with a cold face, "If it is still under control, just deal with it on the spot!"

"But my lord, they are all true warriors of the Empire, and they have all been shown in the northern part of Putao!, and they are still alive, they ......" Fabugares's face turned a little pale, and most of these infected people were soldiers and officers of the Eleventh Regiment who followed him, "Enough!"

Marcos interrupted him with a loud voice. He glanced at him with blazing eyes, seemed to notice something, and took a deep breath: "Are you dizzy? Why didn't such a strict matter be reported, and compared to the safety of the 220,000 troops, the measures taken were also unavoidable! I allow you to report your death in battle, and their families will be compensated!" "My lord!" Fabugares's face turned slightly pale, and his steps paused, as an imperial soldier who came from his heyday, Marcos's words were like a punch to his heart, and his heart hurt!" "Let's deal with it like this." I'll be in charge myself before the border guards strike!"

Marcos waved his hand violently, looked at the building, his eyes were full of memories and said, "As the commander of the whole army, there are always times when I have to give up, and I see that this building in front of me is not, this was once the place where the Gangfei Empire showed its ambition and strength in the Putao region, and just a few years ago, I personally arranged the conquest of the Putao region in this building." But now, everything has changed, the powerful Gangfei era is gone, and the Gangfei lion is covered in bruises. Just like the old building in front of me that is swaying in the rain, it can no longer see the slightest bit of the momentum that was proud of the world at the beginning, and it is more like a guard dog raised by the Central European and Barro countries to resist foreign enemies and wait for handouts! I know how you feel, but the empire can't afford to lose!"

At the same time as Marcos arrived at the headquarters of the Congo-Africa border guards. An urgent report from the front was also delivered

The Falcon Army, which was located on the northern front line of Putao, also waited for reinforcements from the southwest region, and the transport fleet of the Imperial Navy transported the troops of the three main flag regiments from the southwest region into Putao. The Falcon Army, which had received new reinforcements, also began to masse its forces on a large scale when it was suppressed by the Congo-Africa border guards

"This is a precursor to an attack! Before the War God Emperor has determined the target, we should take the initiative to attack and disrupt the opponent's deployment!" Marcos put the information in his hand on the table with a solemn face, "I have a feeling that the other party is waiting for us!"

Fabregas felt a hint of hesitation with the hunter's keen sense of smell, but with Marcos's border guards, Fabregas's attitude was no longer important, and at the meeting, Marcos adjusted the predetermined battle plan, which included nine southern infantry regiments that had been renamed the border guards as the attacking side

"The advantage of using superior forces to launch a full-scale attack on the Falcon Army's defense line is that it can effectively avoid the key areas where the Falcon Army has Thor's defense, and the battle line between the two armies is close to 100 miles, I don't believe that the Falcon Army can control Thor for such a long battle line." Marcos closed the battle plan in his hand, looked at the generals, silent, with a trace of sadness in his eyes, the former star-studded Gangnon-military world, has withered and only these people remain, Fabregas's descendant of the eleventh regiment was asked to stay

As for the reason, Marcos didn't say, but the generals who attended the meeting knew that the plague was spreading in the eleventh march, and it seemed that Fabregas was beginning to make Lord Marcos dissatisfied, and the chances of being able to get lucky favor were getting slimmer and slimmer, or soon, the head of the border guards would be replaced, for other generals, this was good news, and many of them were dissatisfied with Fabregas's rise to the top, and everyone was grinding their fists and waiting for a good table to show to Lord Marcos

"Let's do it!"

Marcos stood up, his eyes swept over the generals whose faces finally flashed with some fighting spirits, and took a deep breath, there was a message he didn't say,

The 30,000 Central Army of the Falcon Empire in Fort Muya in the south has begun to advance northward, inserting into the flank of the defense line of the Gangfei Army with a swift attitude, which is like a sword, forcing the Gangfei Empire to a Jedi with no choice, if the coalition forces cannot break through Baruta, and then encircle the Falcon Army, this rapidly advancing Falcon Army will directly threaten the flank of the 220,000 border guards, once the last military group of this empire collapses, the Gangfei Empire will no longer have hope, Marcos left the temporary Kyoto Besuka with a mortal heart, at this time, anyone who stands in front of him will be ruthlessly kicked away, including Fabregas who is pulled up in one hand。

"Woo...... Whining...... "At noon, the long sound of the military horn echoed on the front-line plains, and the fat man woke up from his nap and walked out in a coat,......

"Your Majesty, the Gangfei Army has launched a full-scale attack!" Central General Hu Keqili trotted all the way, with a solemn and excited look on his face, "A real full-line attack!"

"A real full-front attack?" the fat man paused slightly, and looked into the distance. The representative found that the enemy's black smoke stretched in a huge arc into the distance, until it disappeared at the end of the earth, "It seems that the combat zone is all ignited, I really don't know if the other party is crazy, or if he can't see the form at all, and he actually launched a comprehensive press in such a wide distance" The fat man shuddered, his eyes blinked, and he ordered the 30,000 troops from the southern Muyabao side to move north, originally just to stimulate the gang Feiren. Unexpectedly, he stabbed the other party's hornet's nest, and all the rods came out!

"Good. ”

The fat man nodded. No one knows what he means by being good.

But his expression was calm, but the clattering hand that was pinched had already exposed the excitement in his heart, if the other party gathered superior forces, it would be difficult to deal with it at a certain node, but such a stupid line of pressure, it seemed that the advantage in troops would be brought into play, in fact, there was no threat at all. Because their opponent is the Falcon Jun, in the battle line scale of the force confrontation, the falcon army's crossbow occupies an absolute advantage, and there is no certain number of lives to fill. No one can easily cross over,

The armies of Gangfei were lined up and advanced in a straggler line. As far as the eye can see, in the Falcon Army's field of vision. The centaurs formed a rough sea, lined up in rows, among white raindrops. Heralds on both sides galloped between the formations, and both sides were forming their queues.

The area where the two armies are facing each other is a depression with two ends high and a low middle.

The fat man stood on a high place wearing black demon king armor, watching the opposite Gangfei army cross the depression between the two armies, the black pressed army seemed to be a slow but unshakable long line one after another, gradually overflowing the roads, fields, beaches and deserts, green fields and grasslands, the reflection of metal one after another of the Gangfei troops, dense knives and guns, in the raised dust of the sun, flashing dazzling light, just like two huge octopuses before hand-to-hand combat, the first contact was their long tentacles,

"Forward, charge!" The Gangfei infantry began to speed up, and on the opposite side of them, the 140,000 Falcon Army defense line with 50,000 Central Army as the backbone showed a huge fan concave, looking at the Gangfei people in the distance, the crossbowmen in the Imperial Legion lined up in two teams on the high mountain ground, and with the command, the crossbow was propped up. Slowly raised a forty-five degree angle towards the tense Gangnon infantry formation below,

"Giggles"

The tense longbow bowstring was slowly pulled to the maximum, and the steel arrows with blood grooves were raised in unison, flashing with a layer of faint white light belonging to cold metal. Quickly leap over a staggering 150 meters,

The non-infantry in a queue flew out backwards as if they had been hit, and powerful arrow clusters shot through their chests, and some of the arrow clusters were shot out by the people together, and countless points of blood were accompanied by the crisp sound of broken muscles and bones, and the screams of the deceased before death were terrifying.

After several rounds of continuous shooting, the Gangfei military formation directly seemed to be cut off.

In the distance, Marcos looked at this scene coldly, without expression, in this general battle that used almost all of Gangfei's counterattack forces, such a small loss could not enter his eyes,

"Counterattack, at least, the current strength advantage is still in the hands of the Congo-Africa Empire, and the initiative in the battle is still in the hands of Gang-Africa" Marcos touched the whip in his hand, whispered confidently, and conservatively estimated that there were 180,000 troops participating in the war this time, and if you wait for backup, it should be able to reach 220,000,

His estimate is correct for the non-Congo army.

But he missed a very important factor: among the 220,000 Gangfei Army, the number of real regular troops was only 110,000 Southern Army, and the rest of the troops were all local armies temporarily mobilized from all over the country, and these local armies were all products of the decree of the front-end time, lacking training, uneven equipment, and low combat effectiveness.

The most important point is that these soldiers were mobilized by the Empire for free

If you don't give money, you can't get compensation for the regular army if you die in battle, and you have to send it to be cannon fodder, the morale of the soldiers in the local army is already low, they join the local army just to maintain law and order, and win a low salary to support their families, but now they are ruthlessly pushed to the front line by the empire, the contrast is too great, if it weren't for the suppression of the warlords, a large area of deserters would have appeared long ago, and such troops would have taken the front line of superior forces, hoping to suppress the elite troops of the Falcon Empire who could throw them a few streets in terms of morale and equipment, which was destined to be a disaster！

It's not that no one sees this, but in the face of the strength of the Imperial Minister of War, the dignified Imperial Marshal, none of the generals dared to say anything,

The Eleventh Regiment led by Fabregas was assigned to stay behind, and he would be responsible for covering the rear of the army, and was responsible for protecting the grain and baggage of the rear road. Defend against attacks from the direction of the Falcon army,

In other words, this battle is not with Cesc Fabregas

This is already excellent news for other generals, and now who will touch the frown of Lord Marshal,

In this way, out of various considerations within the Congo and Africa, this absurd strategy that is divorced from reality has been decided. (To be continued......)