The sound of Rock's footsteps became louder and louder, and everyone in the room heard it.
The blush on Feilin's face gradually faded, and the melancholy in her eyes flashed away. On the other hand, Wen Sili was silent and put away the last official document on the table. Only Kelly, she was still looking at it with confused eyes.
There are three of us.
"Report, sir." Yan Yan's strong voice sounded in the garden outside the door: "Captain Yan Yan has something to report."
I reluctantly gave the three ladies an apologetic smile, and then replied to Shi Shi: "Go to the door and talk."
"Yes..." Rock stood closer and said, "There is an urgent military situation. Chief Carlos, sir, please return to camp immediately."
"I understand." I nodded: "You go and prepare the horses for me, and I will come."
The three ladies remained silent until the footsteps of the rock disappeared outside the courtyard.
"It's so frustrating! Originally, I had made up my mind to stay in this room tonight and not go out." I shook my head and stood up: "You guys have a good rest."
Just as I turned around to walk out, Feilin suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed me across the table.
"Cohen..." I turned around and saw Felin bit her lip and whispered: "You have to be careful."
"That's the only sentence?" I asked a little disappointed.
Feilin shook her head and stopped talking.
I immediately stretched out my hand, overturned the table between me and Feilin, leaned forward and hugged Feilin tightly into my arms with my other hand.
The hand that overturned the table was not idle, and I immediately hugged Wen Sili, who was walking next to me, around the waist. My movement was so sudden that they didn't even have the chance to protest.
Kelly also came over, and three faces as white as jade were right in front of me. There was reluctance and resentment, but they were all so cute.
"Cohen." Felin lowered her eyes and whispered, "We..."
"I understand, I also want to stay a little longer." Feeling the delicate body in my arms, I said reluctantly: "Don't worry, I will be very careful about myself, because you are waiting for me."
"Promise me." Wen Sili stroked my face: "I must come back safely."
"certainly."
The neighing of war horses could be heard in the distance, and it was almost time.
"It's time for me to go." I slowly retracted my hands.
However, the three ladies invariably grabbed my clothes and refused to let go.
"Let me go!" I held Wensley and Kelly's little hands and said slowly: "This is my duty, for you and for all my friends, I must go."
The two of them looked at Feilin, but Feilin looked at me faintly. Under the cover of her long and curly eyelashes, I couldn't really see the emotions contained in her eyes.
"Be careful on the road." Feilin suddenly took a step forward and kissed my lips, coolly, with a hint of sweetness: "Husband, we will wait for you to come back."
I smiled, suppressed the turbulent emotions in my heart, let them go and went straight out of the room.
The group of people quickly returned to the camp. When they entered the gate of the camp, the entire camp was brightly lit. Teams of messengers were flying, alien scouts were taking off, and there were many senior officers who had entered the city earlier.
Standing outside my tent.
I strode into the tent, took off my knife, and came to Carlos's side.
"what's the situation?"
"The enemy, the scouts found no less than 200,000 enemy troops." Carlos pointed to the map and said: "They are divided into two groups, one with 120,000 troops, and the other with 80,000 troops. They are approaching the Dark Moon Province. This is
Their route of advance."
"Fuck! That bastard moves very fast!" I looked at the two thick red lines on the map, touched my chin and said, "Did they encounter any trouble on the way? How many days will it take to get to the Dark Moon?"
"Ruman seems to have spent a lot of money for this march. The governors on the road were not embarrassed. There were two governors who sold supplies to him." Carlos clicked his finger on the map: "If nothing else, they are here
In fifteen to twenty days, we can deploy troops to the Dark Moon border."
"The attitude of these bastard governors is really ambiguous!" I cursed in a low voice: "It is impossible for Luman to have so many troops. Do you know their military establishment?"
"I know that the 120,000 troops on this route should be the main force. The intelligence sent back said that they are well equipped." Carlos analyzed the enemy's situation: "And the 80,000 troops on this route are all left by other empires in Sbia.
The remaining troops are composed of little combat effectiveness and should only be used for support."
"Carlos, what do you think of this battle?"
"Sir, we can't let them touch the edge of the Dark Moon anymore. That is our material base. Without the Dark Moon, this battle will be impossible to fight." Carlos looked at me, his eyes were so calm that he no longer looked like he was thirty.
The next year's man said: "We have enough troops to attack them all the way. I think it should be no problem to force them to retreat."
I didn't speak.
"Sir, we don't have to destroy them, we just need to resolve the immediate crisis." Carlos continued: "Both enemy forces are not too strong. If we attack decisively, they will definitely retreat."
I was pacing in the tent, considering Carlos's suggestion in my mind, and carefully speculating on Lumann's offensive intentions. It would be very dangerous to send troops rashly without drawing a correct conclusion.
"Carlos, have you ever thought about it, Luman is not unclear about our combat effectiveness." I looked at my general staff officer and asked in a low voice: "Two hundred thousand troops are not very many. Even if Luman is a civilian, he should
Knowing that the odds of winning are slim...then why does he still do this?"
Carlos shook his head: "Actually, I don't think Ruhmann has the all-or-nothing mentality now. They still have the advantage."
"Yes!" I nodded: "Lu Man is not a fool, he must have something behind him."
"Sir, you mean someone helped him, did the red priest of the temple intervene?"
"This is a matter of time. I have already prepared in my heart." I looked at the map and said: "The most likely possibility is that Luman wants to use this offensive to attract our attention and make us give up other attacks and these troops.
Engage or confront each other. In this case, he buys himself time to wait for backup to arrive. And this motley army of 80,000 people is simply a bait."
Listening to my words, Carlos looked at the map again.
"We, or Grandpa Martin of Dark Moon, if we choose to attack, will choose to attack this small number of troops. Although these 80,000 troops are not many, it will take us a while to eat them."
My finger pointed at the red line representing 80,000 people: "These troops are not Ruman's, and he will not feel sad. During this period, we have wasted precious supplies. When Ruman gets backup, he will attack again next time."
At this time, our situation is very dangerous.”
"Then how should we deal with it?" Carlos raised his head and asked me: "Dark Moon must not be thrown away!"
"There are only two provinces in total. Not only can Dark Moon be lost, but it can't be lost anywhere! We lack defense depth, but with Grandpa Martin here, Dark Moon is not so easy to bully." There was a smile on my face:
"And what about us! Let's give Luman a surprise... He'll hit his, I'll hit mine, let's see who loses control first!"
"You mean, let Dark Moon take the lead first." Carlos looked a little surprised: "And we start a different battle?"
"That's right, instead of fighting on our territory, it's better to rush into their territory." I thought for a while: "But since we have to fight, we have to hit them harder and let Luman take back his claws."
"Sir..." Carlos asked uneasily: "Aren't you thinking of attacking those governors?"
"Why not? Their vague and perfunctory attitude has long annoyed me." I said coldly: "When Luman wooed them, he must have made a lot of promises, so that they used themselves as treasures and wanted to win over them.
Both sides have taken advantage. And I just want them to know that I, Cohen, will never let go of anyone who doesn’t take His Majesty seriously!"
"But...but isn't His Majesty trying his best to communicate with them?" Carlos hurriedly persuaded: "In this way, we will interrupt His Majesty's plan."
"Plan? Plans can never keep up with changes." I answered Carlos: "Leave the diplomatic matters to His Majesty. We are soldiers, and we are soldiers who want to bring death and pain to the enemy. Those who do not clearly surrender to Your Majesty are our enemies.
! As officials of the Sbia Empire, they must choose one side between His Majesty and Luman. If they don’t share the joys and sorrows with Your Majesty at this time, what qualifications do they have to live?”
"I understand." Carlos said, "Who should we start with?"
"Just Harrick, that's an old friend of mine from a few years ago."
"A few years ago?" Carlos thought for a while and suddenly realized: "So that's what happened."
I smiled, turned my head and ordered loudly: "Senior officers come in, the pre-war meeting begins!"
Officers in armor filed in and stood around the table, listening carefully to Carlos's enemy report. Moya looked cautious, while Haiert, who was also the commander of the legion, opened his eyes when he heard that there was a battle.
It got bright early.
"How's it going?" After Carlos finished introducing the situation, I spoke out my attack plan and asked for everyone's opinions: "What do you think?"
"There is no big problem." Haiert smiled confidently: "The defense of the Harlick fiefdom is not tight. Except that it will take a while to attack the main city, it is not difficult to occupy all his provinces."
It seems that in addition to the surging blood, Haiert now has more rationality.
"But it will be more troublesome for us to gather troops in a short period of time." Moya pointed to the map and said: "Although the troops outside the Dark City have completed their training, our special troops are not in the training ground, and some alien soldiers are not.
arrive."
"Also, our reconnaissance system has just begun to be deployed, and logistics is even more of a problem." At this time, Carlos also interjected: "If we want to act immediately, the preparation time is indeed a bit hasty."
"It doesn't matter. You don't need too many people to attack Harik. His troops are not many and their combat effectiveness is low." I said, "As for logistics, I don't think it is a problem."
"not a problem?"
"Halik's territory borders ours, and his province must have stockpiled a large amount of materials for future attacks. As long as we are fast enough, we will get these materials." I explained: "In addition, we also have troops.
Divide into two groups and prepare for battle with great fanfare, so that the enemy forces attacking Dark Moon will be wary and they will slow down, thus alleviating the pressure on Dark Moon."
"What about the other way?"
"There's another way! Let's set out under the pretext of rectifying the place." I laughed: "I'll go to Wanpu for a look! Anyway, the businessmen there also need to be beaten, and their smuggling is too shameful.
He actually competed with Dill Merlin for business."
"But sir, we don't have much time." Carlos smiled unnaturally: "Can we decide somewhere else?"
"It's Wanpu. Stop discussing it. You immediately order Corte to go back to Wanpu to be his city lord and set off tonight!" I ignored Carlos's advice and had already made a decision.
As soon as he heard my order, Helter, who was worried that there would be no battle, hurriedly asked: "Then, boss, what are we doing?"
"Commander of the Geert Army, you have to take your army to the border and station it, and act as if you are going to attack the enemy frontally. I will fill in the missing special units in your army in the shortest possible time." I said one word.
Literally said: "But we don't have enough supplies, so you must not act rashly. Your troops only need to ensure that Dark Moon is not attacked."
"Then I have become a decoration?" Haiert shouted in disappointment: "Boss, I don't want to do a feint!"
"You can kill someone with two fists. How can you say that the troops are divided into two groups and pretend to attack the troops?" I grabbed Helter's arm: "Besides, for a general like you, feinting attacks is not a waste."
"That……"
"At some point, there is no difference between a feint attack and a main attack. It's just that one is doing it openly and the other is doing it covertly." I turned to Moya and said, "Moya, you take your legion and shoulder the heavy responsibility of defending the Dark Province."
, you are our reserve team."
Moya nodded seriously.
"What about you, sir?" Carlos asked.
"Me? Of course I am taking my army to Wanpu." I replied: "You immediately released false news, saying that Wanpu's business is in chaos and piracy is rampant and needs to be rectified."
"OK."
"You want to speed up the training of the troops. What is going on? The training of the provincial garrison has not been completed yet?" I picked up the water glass on the side and said: "Order the special arms training ground to stop training and the soldiers to return to their original troops.
"
"It will be done right away." Carlos said helplessly: "This is my negligence. There are too many things."
"So you have to stay in the dark." I nodded and said, "There are also logistics issues. If anything goes wrong in any link, it will be enough for us to drink a pot."
When he heard that he was going to stay in the darkness, even the elder Carlos had a hint of regret in his expression.
"What are you doing? It's not like there's no fighting. The battles in the future will make you breathless." I patted his shoulder and said, "You will definitely have a chance to kick Luman's ass."
Several people burst into laughter.
That night, I returned to the Governor's Palace again and informed Fichet and my father about the enemy situation. Everyone unanimously agreed with my idea, and several people also carefully discussed the war deployment of the two provinces.
I always thought that my father was very cunning, but I didn’t know that in fact, if my father was ruthless, he would be as good as me.
Because his father suggested that Fichet immediately invite a large number of ladies from aristocratic families to the Dark City as the king of Sbia. They said they were guests, but how could the royal family invite young ladies to be guests for no reason? Of course they were choosing concubines.
Fichet blushed and wanted to refuse, but his father silenced him before he could say anything.
"Your Majesty, this is not your personal private matter, it is more of a political means." Dad whispered: "In the eyes of others, which noble family's ladies come to the Dark Province, that is, this family's respect for your Majesty.
Admit it. If there are twenty or thirty celebrities coming, then we can be said to be very powerful, and the nobles on Luman's side will definitely be suspicious."
What Dad means is that since some people are still watching, it's better to give them a hand. It doesn't matter that we are not friends, as long as they are at odds with Luman.
But everyone knows that the current dark province is actually surrounded by Luman. Naturally, these noble ladies cannot be invited. Not only for safety reasons, these noble families also have to compare His Majesty and Luman.
strength. Moreover, the war has not started yet, and now is not the time to place bets.
How to ask for help? Of course, "please" secretly, "please" fiercely...
Because they all have very just faces and are good at doing just things, this not-so-just and hard-working job naturally fell on me... There are hundreds of aristocratic families in the Sibia Empire, and their families are in decline.
can be ignored, my father asked me to "invite" at least twenty people.
"Cohen, you must remember that every socialite you invite, her family will be jealous of Luman." Dad said: "And at this tense time, a little suspicion may worsen.
, and at the same time it brings us great benefits.”
"Okay!" I agreed bravely.
"If you can't invite twenty famous ladies from the country." Dad smiled and said, "You can use other imperial princesses, but they must be unmarried. If you make a mistake, this matter will not end."
"But won't this cause some trouble?" I said, "What if they send troops to deal with us?"
"In this situation, which empire has the courage to send troops?" Dad said: "Don't talk about other things, the three red priests can't get through it... These three priests have regarded Sibia as something in their pockets.
Never let others get involved."
"Okay! I'll do it."
I don’t know how dad came up with this idea. Isn’t this a knife in Luman’s waist? However, dad really chose the right person... Although I haven’t done this kind of thing for a while, I am indeed a kidnapper.
Master.
The target is a beautiful noble lady! Exciting. (To be continued)