Chapter 571 570 Well, is this place really used as a cemetery?
Chapter 571 570. Well, this place is perfect for a cemetery! - Additional update [1230]
(Additional update 12/20 for "Huo Zheng is very good" brother)
Shadow Valley is a real battleground for military strategists.
This place happens to be stuck on the only way from the Black Flame Pass through the Barren Mountain to the Baphomet Canyon. It is condescending and the terrain is dangerous. It does not even need to form a position with other strongholds to perfectly block this only road leading to Transia.
the way.
If the Jackals don't send people to capture Shadow Valley after entering here, then their march will definitely be exposed to the defenders' offensive for a long time.
But if they send people and they can't capture it for a while, even though the valley is not rich in products so they can't hold on for too long, there is such a nail here, which is enough to ensure that the jackals will not be comfortable no matter what they choose.
To put it bluntly, strategy and tactics are as simple as that. The arrangement that makes the enemy have a thorn in your back is definitely a good tactic. The tactic that makes the enemy yell loudly is definitely excellent. The tactic that makes the enemy want to send you to the sky with a bomb is perfect.
The harsher your enemy scolds you, the more it means you did something right.
It can only be said that Adele's mother definitely put a lot of effort into choosing a camp when she led the gladiators who escaped from Medjeva City, and this in turn made it easier to prepare for a big fight in the Black Disaster decades later.
Transians in the field.
“What a great place!”
In the evening, Maxim, suspended in the air, observed the terrain near the Shadow Valley from a high position. This vampire general, who was leading an army for the first time, couldn't help but sigh.
The tribune Kudel who accompanied him also nodded repeatedly.
He stroked the beard he had recently grown at the suggestion of his granddaughter and said:
"We didn't find such a good place back then. Maybe it was because of time constraints, or maybe it was because the first phase of the battlefield was in the Dark Mountains. During the fourth black disaster, the expedition forces sent by humans were all within the Dark Mountains.
Cooperate with vampires to fight inside.
Our large force also blocked the attack at Black Flame Pass. We tried our best to set up twelve layers of defense, but we were completely destroyed by the King of Bone Grinders using meteorite tactics before we could defend it for half a month. That battle even directly changed the Black Flame Pass.
terrain.
I was also brought back to Transia by Sarokdar after the attack and defense. Maybe that guy took me back from the pile of dead people hit by the meteorite.
Alas, if we had established a second camp here at that time, maybe we could have resisted for a while after the Black Flame Pass was breached."
"That is, after all, the King of Bones, Lord Kudel, the only absolute leader in the history of the Jackals. Failure in front of it is nothing. It does not prove that you are not a warrior."
Maxim whispered:
"The good news is that we don't need to face the Bone-Gnawing King this time, and the bad news is that there won't be any human expeditionary force this time. Our plan to defend ourselves against enemies outside the country failed to gain the approval of the Wolf Girl and King Louis.
The two countries are unwilling to take risks with us, and they prefer to adopt traditional methods of warfare.
They plan to sacrifice Transia again to delay the advance of the Jackals, and they want to fight an encirclement and annihilation war on our land like they did the previous four times."
The vampire general nicknamed "Monster" looked back and saw that behind the marching column of the Cadman People's Army, which had completed the change of uniforms, the artillerymen of the Plantagenet Pioneers of the Pioneer Legion were also observing the surroundings.
This 500-man artillery force was the only foreign regiment besides the Transians to cross the filthy swamp. It was commanded by Colonel Fraser and Major Rowan.
Although they are friendly forces, and this army also participated in the attack on Wolfsburg during the Battle of the Swamp, the light in Maxim's eyes at this time was not considered friendly.
This emotion was caught by Kuder, and the tribune shook his head and said:
"They still came. You know that the noble boy didn't have to come. No one can accuse him of being cowardly. From this point of view, you shouldn't reveal your true thoughts in front of them.
Mark, you are a general now!
The pursuit of victory is your bounden duty. In this case, you must unite these brave people who can be united. The firepower they deploy at the outer mountain passes can also be of great help."
"I understand, Lord Kudel."
Maxim nodded, continued to look around and said:
"I will stick to this place as my master wishes. I will beat up every wolfman that appears in my sight. I will keep fighting until we win. Then when I am fighting far away from the border, the Maginot Line
I'll leave it to you there.
You and I both know that our battle here is just an appetizer, and the real decisive battle will definitely begin there."
Kudel didn't answer.
As the supreme commander of the Maginot Line appointed by Murphy, Kudel knew the strategic advice Happy Stick gave Murphy. He had even seen the final map of the defense line that Happy Stick had not released yet.
That represented a terrible strategy, and he had not yet made a decision in his mind.
Kudel is not a traditional vampire. Even though it has been more than a hundred years since he entered the dark night, the small part of human nature still stubbornly demands that he cannot make such a "dangerous" choice.
But Kudel knew very well that once the war situation reached that point, he would have to make a choice between Transia and Cato.
Happy Stick has built the Maginot Line into what it is today. That cunning and war-savvy foreigner must have had the idea of "diversion of trouble to the east" from the beginning. It's just that he wasn't keen enough to discover what was hidden in those drawings.
's secret.
This also fully proves that the military wisdom of foreigners cannot be underestimated.
"Go down."
Kudel spread his wings and said to Maxim beside him:
"Mr. Murphy is waiting for us below. According to his schedule, tomorrow you will go with him to visit Ms. Heather, the second lord of the Blood Alliance Knights. You must be prepared, Mark. In the next period of time, that
It is said that the dwarf vampire who is difficult to deal with is the only comrade you can rely on."
"Well, Leonia introduced Lord Heather to me."
Maxim said as he landed on the ground:
"She said that if Lord Paying is the sharpest spearhead of the Blood Alliance, then Knight Palanor is the gorgeous gilded handle of this war spear, Third Lord Yvette is the flowing blood-stained tassel, and this Heather
The lady is the stone upon which the spear of war is polished.
Both determined and stubborn.”
"Hmm, nice description."
Kudel nodded, but then changed the subject and said:
"But is your relationship with Lenia so good? Would she even tell you such a thing?"
"Well, it's just a colleague relationship. Leonia helps me train the musketeers."
Maxim was embarrassed, waved his hands and said:
"Please be sure not to spread these words. There are already too many rumors and it is tiring."
"Well, I think it's not me you should be worried about. You actually know who has been spreading gossip about you, right?"
The tribune whispered:
"Look, that annoying guy is right in front. Mark, pull out your skullcrusher hammer and smash his handsome face to pieces. Believe me, many people will applaud you."
"."
Maxim didn't answer with a dull face.
He landed on the ground and said loudly to Murphy who was holding a telescope in front of him to observe the marching column of the Cadman People's Army:
"Your Majesty the Governor! Maxim, the commander-in-chief of the Cadman People's Army, has come to report with his 3,000 soldiers! Please give your instructions."
"I'm not the commander, I'm just the leader in name, Mark."
Murphy pouted and said:
"When it comes to military theoretical knowledge, my two hands combined do not know as much as you do, but no matter how much I know, it is just experience, and the next step is practical operation.
I have found the best position for you, and I have also got you a group of rangers with elven apprentices. Our ancient compatriots have also returned to the mainland, purchasing a group from halflings and dwarves.
The artillery will be given to these pirates, and they will be under your command in this battle.
The vampire's best scouts are currently running in the dark mountains to collect intelligence for you, and the strongest warriors under the dark night are working with you to fight.
Look, I've done my best to assist you, and I've set a stage for you and your soldiers.
It’s your turn to perform next.”
He put down the telescope and looked back at Maxim and Kudel.
The two generals of the Blood Eagle Clan were wearing newly made commander's uniforms today. They were jointly made by tailor master Shui Madam and leatherwork master Nang Maoah. They looked crisp and neat and had a very masculine look.
This military uniform overall imitates the amazing and excellent aesthetic design of the Third Reich. The slim-fit military uniform is paired with a cowhide armed belt, and the black military trousers on the lower body are paired with hunting high boots, forming an excellent look and feel.
This military uniform is so excellent that even Maxim's slightly weird white hair becomes a very complementary embellishment.
Of course, the swastika is a piece of garbage that needs to be thrown into the trash can at any time. The squid must be a bastard, but it doesn't mean that those things can wash away the stench. Diode thinking is not necessary.
Mrs. Water obviously advocates a simple style, so there are not many decorations on the straight black military uniform. Only the blood eagle logo of the Blood Vulture clan and the ancient Blade Knight medal of Transia indicate her identity, and the epaulettes are used to represent the military rank.
Maxim had a command knife slung around his waist and the legendary Skull Crusher hammer on his back, making him look majestic. Murphy even thought that sending this guy to a model show would get him a consolation prize or something.
.
But after all, he is still young and lacks momentum.
Compared with Lord Kudel, who is wearing the same style but has experienced all the ups and downs in the world, this guy is just like a captain of the bodyguard. Although Kudel is standing next to Maxim as an adjutant, when comparing the two,
This tribune is like a marshal who has come to attack the grassroots.
In particular, Kudel also grew a beard, making his majesty even more impressive.
"Aren't the new clothes nice?"
Murphy asked teasingly.
Maxim and Kudel looked at each other, and they nodded at the same time. Kudel said:
"I have to comment from the bottom of my heart. Although the soldiers' uniforms are much simpler, the slim-fitting design still makes them look energetic and energetic. If our soldiers were only second-rate, then this new military uniform will wear
It can also elevate their momentum to first-rate status.
Appearance equals fighting ability, this saying is really true."
"It's better to save these words until after the battle."
Murphy waved his hand and said:
"A black disaster is enough to prove their quality and ours. The future of Transia will soon be known. You two come with me. I have something to tell you."
The governor brought his two commanders to a temporary command post in Shadow Valley, took out a document and handed it to them. Maxim's expression changed drastically after taking a look at the contents of the document, and Kudel even more
He exclaimed:
"You plan to turn all these soldiers into vampires? Murphy! This won't work!"
"You should make your evaluation after reading it, Mr. Kudel."
Murphy whispered helplessly:
"This has a premise. What I mean is that when their lives are in danger and they are about to go to the world of death, giving them a chance to choose whether to continue fighting. This and me forcing them to become vampires are two completely different concepts.
"
"If you ask them to choose between 'die' and 'become a vampire', that's not giving them a choice!"
Kudel scolded:
"Besides, there are only so many members of the Blood Vulture Clan. It's not enough for everyone to come here to hug you for the first time. You are just fantasizing."
"This brings me to the last trump card I have in my hand."
It's now time, and Murphy doesn't pretend anymore.
He gently picked it up with his fingers, and a jar of origin blood jumped into the palm of his hand. Under the illumination of the gas lamp above his head, the liquid reflected a strange light in the glass vessel.
"The original vampires were created by the Archduke of the Ancients using diluted source blood. I don't have much source blood in my hand, but Tris calculated that after a large amount of dilution, it would still be enough for thousands of people to complete the first midnight embrace.
In fact, before the evil form of blood pact appeared, using pure and noble blood to recruit new members was our oldest tradition."
Murphy placed the jar of source blood on the table and said to the two commanders in front of him:
"Do you really think I believe that 3,000 new soldiers can stop the vanguard of the Black Disaster here?
They are human beings, and humans have their limits. The power that a strong will can unleash is always limited. In this ungentle world, they must make a conscious decision if they want to protect their hometown!
Kudel, I know you have irredeemable kindness in your heart, but just as I cannot decide their fate, you cannot make choices for them.
I want you to send this document to every soldier and make sure they understand the meaning of this document. When they sign their names, they will get a second life.
This time it is no longer a large-scale initial support for the evil purpose of vampire expansion, this time it is in the name of defender and guardian!
I believe that the vampires transformed in such a war are more qualified to enjoy the blessing of the power of the Midnight Mother than those corrupted in peacetime. They are the foundation for Tris and I to rebuild the Blood Vulture Clan.
Grand Duke Blood Vulture has already agreed to this plan, you just need to execute it."
The atmosphere in the command post fell silent. Maxim felt that this was not a bad idea. In fact, he had had similar ideas before, and Maxim was a pragmatist.
He didn't think there was anything wrong with giving soldiers a second life.
But Kudel was obviously not so easily convinced.
The tribune frowned and stared at Murphy. After thinking for more than ten seconds, he said:
"What if the soldiers don't want to? Will you kill them and force them to embrace you for the first time?"
"No! I'm not such a cruel leader, so I'll give them this!"
Murphy took out another document from the table and slapped it on the table. Kudel glanced at it. The big name on the document was "Detailed Explanation of Transian War Insurance·Second Revised Edition"
The tribune, who was fully involved in the establishment of the field hospital and the recruitment of apprentices, certainly knew what this was, and he laughed in anger.
He slapped the table and said:
"So, after our soldiers sacrificed their lives for their hometown with human bodies, they either become vampires and fight for it again, or they accept the transformation of those quack doctors and use machines to replace their bodies and return to the battlefield?
Don't they even have a chance to choose to rest in peace?
Dear Midnight Mother, Murphy, I seem to have never known you. I once thought you were different, but you seem to be no different from other vampires."
"What you really want to say is that I am no different from Sarokdar who turned you into a vampire."
Murphy glanced at Kudel and said in a gentle tone:
"I understand your pain, Kudel, so I don't blame you for attacking me personally, but I will not allow gnolls to set foot on my Transia!
If necessary, in order to win, I will turn every fighting person I have worked so hard to raise into a vampire! I will turn Transia into a hell for jackals and all those who are hostile to us!
I once said that the warriors and I are the embodiment of the will of the land of Transia.
It doesn't want to experience the pain of being trampled, plundered and destroyed again, so in this war, I will sacrifice everything for victory.
If you think this is against your moral principles, then maybe you"
"Stop talking, you two!"
Maxim, who had been silent all this time, spoke for the first time at this moment, interrupting Murphy. He said in a deep voice:
"Anything more will destroy unity. This matter itself should not be brought up by Master Murphy. I am the commander-in-chief of this army. It should be me who decides the future of my army. This is a responsibility that I cannot evade.
"
He reached out and picked up two of Murphy's documents and said in a deep voice:
"Your Majesty the Governor, I assure you that Shadow Valley will become the cemetery of Transian enemies, and it will also be the most glorious burial place for all the loyal and brave men in this Black Disaster War! But the eternal defender
They will rise again from the grave.
We will walk in the dark night. Whether we are alive or dead, we are willing to dedicate everything to our hometown and the goals we firmly believe in. As you said, this kind of first embrace may allow the Blood Eagle Clan to truly be reborn from long-term decay.
!”
After speaking, Maxim gave Murphy a military salute, then straightened his back and strode away.
Murphy and Kudel were left in the command post, and the atmosphere was very heavy until Murphy took the initiative to speak. He stood up and said:
"Perhaps in your heart, there is no difference between me and Salokdar, but I still have to defend myself. I will not hide in a dark castle and use the lives of loyal people as bargaining chips. I am the lord of Transia.
Lords were supposed to protect their territory and people.
I am a warrior in this battle, and no one can step foot on that soil until I fall, just as I will do the same before I ask my soldiers to stake everything for victory.
I don't need your forgiveness, Kudel, I only have one request: fulfill your duties to Transia!
