"Sir, according to your prediction, how many reinforcements are there on the other side?" This time, even Andalin became a little nervous. The miserable scene of the long dragon-like refugees and the collapse of the army that she saw along the way was still wandering in the mind of the female adjutant.

Hasen Rambo sighed and shook his head after a glance at Andalin's beautiful face.

"I don't know, this is impossible to predict at all! From the beginning, we were in an asymmetric combat conditions with the Northwest Rebels. Although the opponent was short of military strength, they were all elite troops who had been through long battle formations. Our troops seemed to be strong, but most of them were local troops with weak combat power. The other party knew the arrangement of our army. Our army was completely blind to the Northwest Rebels. The other party attacked Rusty directly, obviously in order to cut off the connection between the empire and the southwest. The number of Northwest Rebels we are facing now is 150,000. Some time ago, Stanley Bentser's 180,000 siege army suffered a crushing defeat in the Sona River. At that time, the number of Northwest Rebels was 230,000. Later, the Northwest Rebels entered the southwest strongly, and without bloodshed, they incorporated more than 100,000 Southwest Rebels. Even if only the elite troops were retained and most of the local troops were disbanded, the total number of Northwest Rebels should be around 300,000!"

"Three hundred thousand!"

Everyone in the command center's faces changed, the confusion in their eyes had turned into fear, a sound of gasping in the air, the solemn atmosphere pressed down like a mountain, the command center fell into a silent silence,

The number of 300,000 really scared many people, especially the generals on the left, who had just encountered an unprecedented fierce fortress battle. The two armies fought for half a month. In addition to a small-scale confrontation of less than 10,000 people, the Bruges Fortress was already the largest confrontation between the two sides.

From the beginning, the left-wing generals never thought they would lose.

The Northwest Rebels unexpectedly raided the left-wing core Fortress Bruges. The left-wing army reacted quickly. In less than a day, more than 100,000 troops rushed to the Bruges Fortress like a rainbow. The huge gap between the two armies made all the left-wing infantry commanders believe that the Northwest Rebels raided the Bruges Fortress, which was completely seeking death! These arrogant Northwest Rebels actually took the initiative to fight against the left-wing more than 100,000 troops.

Comparison of forces close to three to one.

Everyone thought that the victory of this battle was no suspense, and that it could take advantage of the momentum to severely damage the Northwest Rebels and kill one-third of their troops at the Bruges Fortress, which would slash the shame of the defeat of the Eighth Legion of the former Empire. But no one expected that the counterattack of the Bruges Fortress would be so fierce. In just one day, the Northwest Rebels, with only 50,000 people, not only did not show the momentum of defeat, but instead defeated dozens of attacks launched by more than 100,000 troops in a row.

The hundred Thor at the Bruges Fortress carried out a carpet bombardment below until the barrel was red. After cooling it with cold water, it continued to bombard the line-up of the Gauls, heavy crossbows and rifles, which were used to fight against large corps, were released without any scruples at this time.

The Gauls who were used to fighting in the phalanx were like weeds covered by heavy rain, falling down like a sickle. They had a thorough understanding of the pinnacle of the Icardiva Continental Army Industry, countless casualties and blood flowed into rivers. In the area where Thor bombarded the most, the Gauls' infantry regiments pushed up one by one, piled up layers of corpses, and bright red blood mixed with flesh spread across people's ankles. It was a terrible battle like a nightmare. All the Gaul officers involved in this battle were beaten to death.

There was a wonderful expression in his eyes. He seemed to be trying hard to suppress the shock in his heart. Their minds were completely filled with the number 300,000. If it was as predicted by the empire's famous general Hasen Rambo, in addition to the 160,000 Northwest Rebels that had been exposed, there was also 140,000 Northwest Rebels waiting for an opportunity in the dark like a poisonous snake. Everyone's mind was suddenly in chaos. The only thing they could think of was "Sir, we should evacuate immediately." A left-wing general said anxiously, "The Northwest Rebels have opened the door of the Bruges Fortress. Soon, the cavalry of the Northwest Rebels will uproot the entire left wing like mercury. Continue to stay on the left wing is a dead end!"

"Yes, we still..." Several other generals agreed with each other as they had not fully recovered from the victory.

Hasen Rambo was silent for a moment, his eyes swept across the wandering faces of the people, and he looked very helpless. He took a deep breath and nodded, "Okay, you immediately assemble all the troops and take all the things you can take away. The things you can't take away will be burned immediately. The army evacuated to the right wing with light equipment."

"And... take him away too!" Hasen Rambo glanced at Gledad in the corner. No matter what, Gledad was trying his best to fight!

"Sir, do you need to arrange the rear of the palace? If you encounter a rebel in the northwest..." a left-wing general asked carefully. Many people immediately showed nervous expressions. The cavalry of the rebels in the northwest was extremely fierce. Once they encountered it, the main force of the army might escape, but the troops in charge of the rear of the palace were afraid that there would not be many people who could survive.

"No, the Northwest Rebels should not be so fast!"

Hasen Rambo glanced at the pale faces of the generals, shook his head decisively, and said slowly, "When I came just now, there were a large number of migrating refugees on the road along the way. I believe that at this moment, the rebels in the northwest are also being blocked by these refugees, and there is no way to completely block the road to the right wing for the time being."

"It's still the adults who think about it!" In the air, a low voice of relief came faintly. The left-wing generals who were nervous just now showed a smile at this moment

"This is what is called the morale of the army has been lost and no longer can fight!" Hasen Rambo's face looked ugly,

It is clear that everyone chose to give up the left wing. Although they had such a plan, they thought that after half a month of battle, the Eighth Legion collapsed first, and then the Left wing collapsed. In just one month, the empire had lost nearly 200,000 troops in the Rusti area. The blood of countless Gaul soldiers invaded this land. For the empire, which was increasingly scarce, it was tantamount to injury. I really don’t know how the news would be passed back to Kyoto. His Majesty, who was holding a luxurious celebration, would face it.

"The empire has been storms for three hundred years. There has never been such a embarrassment today! May God bless me, Gaul!" On the way back to the right wing, Hasen Rambo stopped his war horses on a hill. The vast land in front of him was a piece of autumn yellow, with a bit of unspeakable bleakness

Three days later, tens of thousands of Falcons, who opened the left wing gate, slowly advanced from the Bruges Fortress to the left wing area, almost without any obstacles. All the left wing areas chose to surrender. The reputation of the Northwest rebels was so terrible. The local residents welcomed a new owner of the land in a trembling manner. The situation of refugees basically disappeared on the left wing. Most of the refugees turned to the right wing three days ago, and the local residents couldn't even feel resistance. Except for the areas where refugees gathered, they could not move, and hundreds of thousands of refugees ran to the rest of the 15,000 Central Army that had originally been infiltrated. The Falcons completely ignored the refugees who fled to the right wing, and even if they accidentally encountered them, they pretended that they had seen nothing.

The black armor of the Falcon Infantry Legion and the red armor cloak of the Guards' Cavalry quickly filled the land of the left wing within one day. The Falcon Army took over the left wing peacefully without bloodshed, and the rebellion of the refugees on the left wing was quietly pacified.

The autumn wind blew across the long and flat ground, and the withered grass leaves were instantly trampled back into the mud by flying horse hooves. The falcon flags roared in the wind.

"Your Majesty, why did our army wait for three days before entering the right wing?" Hu Keqi rode on the war horse. He asked Fatty curiously. According to his understanding of Fatty, His Majesty Falcon has always been a high speed in military force, and the march is like a prairie fire. The battle with Rude was because His Majesty Falcon led his army to the capital of Rude thousands of miles away, which led to a hasty return to the capital of Rude, which eventually led to a complete defeat. In just a few months, he led the Rude Kingdom that Ruierdian had not captured for hundreds of years.

"Just take advantage of the situation!" The fat man rode on his horse and slowly walked past a wheat field that had just been harvested. The horse whip in his hand raised. "The left wing terrain is spacious, suitable for large army attacks. As long as you occupy the node, you can sweep across it.

"But the right wing is narrow and long, and it is a continuous mountain city, which is enough to form a natural barrier to drag our army into a bloody battle. Once you enter rashly, you will be attacked on all sides of the city cracks, and you will face more than just a battle of one line." The fat man's voice stopped, his eyes swept the mountains in front and said

"The commander of Gaul was also decisive. He quickly gave up when he found that the left wing collapsed and retreated all the left wing troops to the right wing. The Sixth Gallic Army, known as the Gallic Tiger Army, guarded the right wing. The force reached 140,000 people, well-equipped and rich combat experience. It is not comparable to the local legions we encountered on the left wing. If our army followed closely, it would inevitably be dragged into the most unfavorable cruel battle of one city and one place, and the other was waiting for it. Our army had just experienced two battles at the Bruges Fortress. The soldiers were energetic, but they were exhausted. They were too forced to march to the right wing. They delayed the soldiers for three days before attacking the right wing. On the one hand, it was to let the soldiers rest and on the other hand, the real battle was second. The main thing was to delay time and let more refugees pour into the right wing!"

"The refugees flow into the right wing? So that's it!" Hu Kochili was stunned for a moment, and a trace of suddenness appeared on his face, and he said in his heart, "It's his Majesty's advantage, he actually arranged a move first to let the refugees flow into the right wing. There is a city, with a denser population than the left wing, and it is not an area like the left wing that can produce food. It is not easy for the Gauls to support the front until now. It has caused riots on the left wing, but because the left wing is open, it can have little impact. But if a large-scale riot broke out in the densely populated right wing urban area, it would be another matter!"

"In fact, the left wing fell into the hands of our army, and the initiative in the battle has changed hands. When to attack the right wing is completely ours, not as before. We must always beware of the opponent's initiative and force our army to fight to the decisive battle. At this time, whether we can take down the right wing is no longer important to the overall situation!"

The fat man smiled. Although he was not handsome, he was full of masculinity and was full of energy. Under his thick eyebrows, his black eyes were sharp and sharp, like a sharp sword that could pierce the sky.

Hu Kochili heard a little blurred and asked carefully, "The right wing in His Majesty the Falcon's mouth no longer matters. What does it mean?

"It's late August and September in another month, and winter is coming soon! I've experienced the coldness of Obaro!" The fat man's eyes were deep, touched the lines on the horse whip with his hand, and said in a serious tone.

"Our army fought thousands of miles in two months. First, the Battle of Sonahe defeated 180,000 siege troops in Gaul, and then advanced east to southwest. Against Rusty, annihilated 300,000 Gallic troops, severely damaged the Gaul people, forcing them to change from strategic initiative to passive defense. Although the military's morale and morale have reached its peak, it is actually a tired army. If we forcefully advance, even if we break through the right-wing urban area, our army will at most be a miserable victory."

"A tragic victory? No! Our army's losses are completely inconsistent with the other party!" Hu Kochili said with a strange expression, "and domestic reinforcements have arrived in Dahai City. They will soon be put into combat, and our army will be in an advantageous position!"

“Odd position?”

The fat man's face was slightly cold, his tone was heavy and groaned, and said, "As the commander of the First Army, your eyes should not be so short-sighted! Do you still remember the battle between you and the old commander of Dorok Anto? Our situation is like the Anto army that had approached Parawen less than fifty miles,

"Anto's army!" Hu Kochili blinked his eyes. The danger and reversal of the Battle of Parawen were like a flash of lightning passing through his mind. The strong attack of the old coach Anto now seems to be, but it is actually in the killing situation! What made Hu Kochili speechless was that after the war, His Majesty the Falcon once said something, even if Hu Kochili didn't block Anto, the old coach Anto would never dare to enter Parawen.

The fat man glanced at Hu Kochili who was thinking and said in a voice, "Our army is like Anto. If we force ourselves to march on the right wing, the Gauls will lose their strength. If our army opens the door to the hinterland, we are at the end of our strength. If we open the door, it doesn't mean we can still have the strength to step in! Don't forget that behind us, there is still the Gangbi Empire's eye for the southwest. Once the other party takes this opportunity to march into the weak defenses, it will be like me in the past. The army will cut off the retreat of the army in one fell swoop. The army will scattered and attack the provinces in a short time. It will be exhausted and difficult to recover. If the Gauls launch a counterattack, and under the attack on both sides, more than 100,000 elite troops in the empire will be overthrown."

"This..." Hu Keqili's face changed slightly, and a row of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. He was so careless.

He did not think about the other Gangfei people in the southwest. Now the main force of the empire is fighting in Rusty, which is very vigorous. Once the war in the southwest begins, the main force of the army will be entangled with the Gauls in the hinterland provinces and fall into a arduous multi-line battle. There is no possibility of quickly transferring back to the southwest thousands of miles away. If the southwest is lost, the situation will probably be worse than the defeated Gauls. At least, the Gauls do not need to consider the problem of the cutting of logistics, but the logistics of the Falcon Army is based on the logistics hub of the southwest. Even if the logistics are recruited on the spot, the morale of the army has been dispersed, and it is only a matter of time to defeat them one by one!"

"Although I don't want to stop the troops, this is the current situation." The fat man stretched out his hand and patted Hu Kochili, who was a little dazed, and smiled bitterly. "Hundreds of thousands of troops fought for several months, and it happened to take this rest. Even the southwest that had just been captured, it would take a stable period to develop before it could truly become a solid springboard for the empire to enter the hinterland of Gaul. Dozens of provinces in the hinterland of Gaul were too anxious to swallow it in one bite, but in the end they would choke to death.

I have mobilized the Southern Legion and the Northwest Legion from the country as the successors of the army, maintaining strong oppression on the Gaul side,

The main force is temporarily transferred back to the southwest for rest,

If possible, I hope to be able to join the Gangfei Empire Alliance in this winter to completely solve the worries of the Southwest! It is expected that the offensive will be launched next spring, and the whole situation will be completely changed by then!" The fat man narrowed his eyes and said with a positive look.

"Next spring!"

Hu Kochili was startled by the fat man's decision, hesitated for a moment, and said boldly, "Your Majesty wants to alliance with Gangfei? This is a bit difficult. Gangfei Empire is bound to win the Southwest! The Southwest is also an important springboard for entering the hinterland of Gaul, and I am afraid that there will inevitably be conflicts."

"It is inevitable that I have to transfer the main force back. Although it is a rest, I didn't say that there will be no small-scale conflict." The fat man showed a cunning smile on his lips and said, "Compared to Rusty, the southwest is the strategic goal of our battle! The southwest, backed by the northwest Dahai City, connects the empire's local resources and troops, and has a ready-made naval base. It has all the conditions to become a logistics base. I just want to swallow the southwest, and I also have the plan to enter the hinterland of Gaul. Therefore, this battle of interests is inevitable, just look at how to fight.

In addition to interests, when countries speak, sometimes they also need to see whose fists are big enough. Both sides are convinced and can sit down and say it! Only by letting the Gangba people eliminate the intention of annexing the southwest can we steadily enter the hinterland of the Gaul Empire. I have stuffed hundreds of thousands of hungry and cold refugees to the right wing. One winter is enough for the Gaul people to be busy! Let this festering scar last on the right wing defense line until next spring. Our army only needs a light blow to break it!" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!