It was originally thought that there would be a second wave of attacks, and Elizabeth was the vanguard of the wave of attacks.
As a result, everyone who was waiting carefully did not see anything coming on the horizon until dusk...
What is this!
Did it just turn out to be an abandoned child? Did you not even think about what would happen to Elizabeth?
It can only be said that the Evil Dragon Alliance seems to be looser than everyone imagined.
I don't know why, but at tonight's military council, after Giorgios seriously raised this conclusion, Jeanne's face turned red and she lowered her head involuntarily.
Probably, he felt that the black self was so incompetent in military strategy and had an inseparable relationship with him.
"Well, no matter what the enemy is, just go straight to Huanglong when the time comes! In France, it is the capital Paris! This is the so-called Upper Luo! Upper Luo!"
The one who made such a stress-free voice was Oda Nobunaga. Wearing a modern-style black military uniform and a red cloak, a girl with a heroic female face and waterfall-style long black hair was explaining to everyone with a cheerful smile.
Her own opinion. She clapped her hands on the table excitedly. It was obvious that she was already immersed in the joy of playing games.
From these sentences we can also get a clue as to why Nobunaga is called Owari the Fool. She is born with a special kind of appeal, and she is the kind of person who likes to talk nonsense.
However, she herself does have the talents and strategies to realize these big words.
"I favor the reconquest of Paris. It is an inevitable part."
The old man Dion also said this seriously.
She now looked miserable all over her body. The dress on her body had been cut to pieces in the previous battle. She could only find a piece of men's clothing to change into. But once she put on the men's clothing, he looked as heroic as a man.
, there is no feminine feeling at all. The thick gauze inside can be seen through the thin clothes on the shoulders, lower abdomen, neck, and other places. This is the follow-up to the previous sword fight with Crazy Dion.
She tried her best and ended up with such a tragic end to protect Queen Mary from the court, but now she had to send her back.
Queen, if you leave the palace, you will be nothing.
The situation in France is currently in turmoil. If the Wang family does not stand up and speak out, the Bourbon dynasty will be over.
Mary is not interested in fighting with these topics at all. As a woman and a lady, she should have stayed in the boudoir compound that has nothing to do with the atmosphere of war. But she is not trying to be a young lady now.
At that time, she knew this very well, so she forced herself to listen, and when Dion winked at her, she nodded quickly, as if "I am indeed listening!"
"Ah, it's so simple and easy to understand! Very good! It just needs to be simple!"
Leonidas slapped his chest, and the skin and flesh met with a heroic bang.
"When the time comes, let me be the pioneer!"
Leonidas' hearty smile made everyone smile.
I don't know why, although this strong man didn't offer any constructive suggestions, everyone just felt a lot more at ease.
"Haha, but to be honest, King Leonidas should be the rear guard at this time - we are going deep alone. Once we are surrounded by the enemy, it will be all over! The rear guard is much more important than the forward.
"
In the middle of Alexander's words, the conversation changed. It was obvious that the second half was specifically meant to appease Leonidas. This majestic king almost jumped when he heard that he would be deployed as a defender - the burning on his helmet
The flames obviously jumped up a lot! It wasn't until he heard Alexander's last words that he touched his chin and nodded in sympathy:
"Yes, the defender is very important! Surrounding us, attacking from the front and back, that would be too bad."
After all, in the Battle of Thermopylae during his lifetime, he failed because of the Persian army attacking from both sides. When Alexander said it, he immediately understood this meaning.
"Then, to be fair, let's vote by a show of hands. Those who agree to attack Paris please raise their hands."
Seeing that the meeting had reached a small point, the French caster stood up and urged everyone to make a decision in an elegant tone like a secretary.
When she heard that a show of hands was about to vote, Martha quickly raised her hands.
Of course, this does not mean that the saint has any unique insights into the Military Council or agrees with a certain point of view. It is just that she is a bit bored. Military strategy and other things are really practical for a saint who comes from a peasant family.
It's a bit obscure. Now she just wants to leave it alone and end this thing quickly.
Of course, she couldn't show it on her face. With a sweet fake smile on her face, she could only speed up the end of the military council by raising her hands.
"Me too! This kind of unfolding! It's very royal!"
Yagi Sekssai and Fujimaru Ritsuka later agreed.
In Japan's popular two-dimensional culture, whether it is animated comics or novels, there are many scenes of this kind of small troops breaking into the enemy's camp.
Of course, from a historical and military perspective, this tactic means death. But romantic feelings are another matter. Otherwise, if light novels are the same as reality, how can there be such a thing as the halo of the protagonist?
Seeing Fujimaru Ritsuka raise her hand, Kiyohime also raised her hand in a hurry. No matter what you say, I will agree to it as long as Lord Anzhen agrees.
Wow, this person...doesn't he want to make his position so obvious?
Of course, after this, only one person objected to this action.
That was the officer who had been on the French battlefield and dominated by the fear of the evil dragon.
Second Lieutenant Buwanaba.
He was the only one among everyone present who did not raise his hand.
"What's wrong, Lieutenant Buwanaba, don't you agree with this?"
Jeanne asked softly, trying not to make him feel that she was threatening him or anything.
Second Lieutenant Buwanaba shook his head with a wry smile and frowned.
He pondered for half a minute before speaking and stating his point of view.
"Now there are those terrible monsters all over France, and those life forms whose fighting power far exceeds human expectations... I, I am very scared. I, I have faced them twice. When I escaped from the Bastille,
I have seen the evil flames of the Dragon Witch. When I came from Lyon, I have seen the devil's piercing forest...Those guys are all guys that make me tremble..."
Listening to what he said, everyone present suddenly noticed that, yes, Second Lieutenant Buwanaba is not a Servant, he is just an ordinary human being. From a human perspective, this incident is indeed terrifying.
Bar.
"Moreover, going deep alone is a taboo in the art of war... I want you to go to such a dangerous place. I, I cannot agree. What we are discussing here should be how to defeat the enemy. This kind of thing has no chance of success and is dangerous.
It’s an unwise plan, and I can’t agree to it. Why, they are just outsiders coming to France, why do they have to do such dangerous things for us?”
Second Lieutenant Buwanaba became a little excited after he spoke. He stood up. Across the table, he, who was not tall at first, looked even smaller.
In front of all the followers, Lieutenant Buwanaba was like a child, telling his childish words.
Yes, he can't accept it.
Especially as a general, he cannot accept such a particularly high-risk strategy.
What military strategists pursue is [victory] and [stable victory]. Strategies must also be based on feasibility.
If the enemy doesn't know there is an army, then that's a different story.
But now the enemy knows.
Black Joan has long known that there are rebels in Bordeaux.
At that time, if we still use this small-unit assault tactic, we will only be completely engulfed by the enemy...
Moreover, from the conscience of a French soldier, he really did not want to watch a boy or a child who had nothing to do with France risk his life.
The more afraid he is, the more he can't help but think: What will happen to other people? The conclusion is that everyone is afraid.
Can not accept.
"Well, that makes sense. It doesn't matter. So, in order to make this tactic more feasible, we will continue to finalize the details later."
Alexander smiled, looking unconcerned.
"It's okay, don't worry. If you want to say why, after all, those gathered here are the leading brave men in history!"