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Chapter 482 General Rokossov and the Prisoners
At 9 on September 8, outside the city of Baras, the headquarters of the Ant Expeditionary Force.

Wang Zhong discovered early on from his bird's-eye view that King Tutka of Balas and Schmidt, the ambassador plenipotentiary of the Proson Empire, were being brought in.

He walked to the map naturally, acting as if he was concerned about the war situation in the city.

During this period, Wang Zhong increasingly understood the actions of a five-star general on Earth. Image and publicity are very important, and they determine how many resources you can get and how much credit you can get.

The five-star general on Earth relied on publicity to rise to the top, while George Patton, who was even better at fighting, remained a four-star general until his death.

It’s a pity that Wang Zhong doesn’t smoke, otherwise he could pick up a pipe and completely imitate that “five-star critic”.

The door opened with a crash, and the commando team sent to pursue the escaped king came in with two prisoners, one fat and one thin.

The thin prisoner was wearing a Proson military uniform, the dark color of which seemed out of place with the geographical environment of Baras.

Wang Zhong turned his head in surprise, and when he saw the two men, he exclaimed, "Did they really catch these two on that road?"

"Yes." The captain of the Marine infantry saluted and said loudly, "General, your foresight is amazing. We arrived just in time to see them fleeing!"

Wang Zhong: "Hahahaha, I don't have any brilliant ideas. I just made reasonable logical inferences. It was Chief of Staff Pavlov who determined that the enemy would wait for the plane on this road."

Pavlov: "I am only familiar with the geographical information of the battlefield, and I just happened to remember that the Prosen people built this road. It is mainly because the general judged the enemy's movements."

Wang Zhong accepted the compliment without hesitation, and then leisurely walked to Schmidt - well, theoretically now Wang Zhong didn't know that this German was called Schmidt, anyway, he walked to this guy's side.

"Why don't I remember Plossom having regular troops in Barras?"

Schmidt smiled and replied in fairly standard Antese: "We are from the embassy in Barras, and we have been ordered to rescue King Barras and establish a government in exile in Plossen."

Wang Zhong: "Oh, I see. You are a colonel. This operation is of a very high level."

"Of course," Schmidt replied, "We value His Majesty King Tutka of Baras."

Wang Zhong: "What route did you take to leave the city?"

"It's an ancient tunnel left behind by Engineer Prossen, who was responsible for the construction of the Royal City of Balas. The relevant design drawings are only kept in our country's palace archives, so you people in the United Kingdom don't know about it." Schmidt said and looked at everyone in the United Kingdom.

Colonel Benjamin and several United Kingdom officers looked at each other.

Wang Zhong: "Very good, you almost succeeded. Then may I ask what is the Colonel's name?"

"You can call me Franz."

Wang Zhongyi raised his eyebrows.

Schmidt immediately changed his words: "Of course, I usually act under the name of Schmidt during this mission."

Only then did Wang Zhong realize that his micro-expression had given him away, revealing that he knew the man's name was Schmidt.

But he decided to continue pretending: "Oh, I see. Then what is your real name? When our army invades Plossom in the future, if you behave well in the prisoner-of-war camp, we can try not to hurt your family."

Schmidt looked incredulous: "What did you say?"

"When we enter Plossen, we will treat the families of those Plossen prisoners who have performed well in the POW camp well." Wang Zhong repeated his words.

Schmidt was shocked: "Have you not paid attention to the domestic war reports for a long time? We are now making great progress..."

Wang Zhong: "Yes, we are advancing triumphantly according to our plan. Seris has a very famous and classic tactic called luring the enemy deep into our territory. I wonder if you are familiar with it?"

Schmidt looked unconvinced: "Are you trying to say that our rapid progress was your strategy? Are you going to say that your tragic defeat on the battlefield last year was also a plan?"

"Those weren't, I mean, the ones in summer and autumn weren't. But the one in winter was." Wang Zhong spread his hands. "The plan I made at that time was to retreat to the front of the capital, stretch your supply lines, and completely cut off your supply during the muddy season. Then counterattack. I think the execution was pretty good."

Schmidt's expression turned serious. "Are you trying to say that this was also your plan?"

"Yes." Wang Zhong nodded, "It's the same strategy as last time. Of course you don't believe it, but let me ask you, since May this year, your offensive has been so smooth, so in addition to the Binhai Front Army, how many other troops have you surrounded us?"

Schmidt opened and closed his mouth like a goldfish.

Wang Zhong: "No, you didn't surround and annihilate any of our troops, because they all withdrew in an orderly manner. Of course, you still defeated some troops, but these troops were able to reorganize themselves in the rear.

"Even judging from the exaggerated battle reports from your headquarters, the number of Ante troops you have annihilated this year is much less than the same period last year."

Schmidt was speechless. Wang Zhong leaned over, approached him, and gestured in front of him with one hand: "When the muddy period comes this year, your situation will be better than last year, but this time the supply line is farther and has to pass through Nan'ant, where the infrastructure is the worst.

"At that time, we will use the troops that escaped in the summer and autumn battles to launch a counterattack on the entire front. You will have to divide your troops everywhere, and the troops attacking Abavahan will not receive enough reinforcements or supplies. They will also be exhausted from continuous fighting and suffer huge equipment losses..."

Wang Zhong suddenly clenched his five open fingers into a fist.

"We will surround it and destroy it!"

Schmidt shook his head: "No, no, your plan will not go so smoothly, and His Majesty is very determined. Even if you attack on all fronts, His Majesty will transfer more troops from the country."

"He won't! Because the Allied counterattack is about to begin, and the entire Mediterranean will burn! The Balkans will be like a volcano ready to erupt! The Royal Air Force will bomb your West Wall defense line, and the Royal Navy's naval guns will bombard you on time every day like an express train - you will be attacked from both sides!"

Wang Zhong showed a smug smile: "Then, you will suffer a humiliating defeat in Ant, and the Allies will suddenly find that you are just a paper tiger. Yakov, throw the pamphlet I wrote over here!"

Yakov immediately pulled out a booklet from the pile of booklets on the table and threw it over - this was one of the many booklets Wang Zhong wrote when he was the president of the Suvorov Military Academy, mainly discussing why the enemy was bound to fail.

Wang Zhong threw the pamphlet on the ground in front of the Plosson man and said to the marine infantryman, "Untie him so he can read."

The naval infantry immediately untied Schmidt and pushed his back, causing him to fall on Wang Zhong's booklet.

Wang Zhongze turned to King Barras and said, "Hi, Your Majesty. Are you going to be as stubborn as the Ambassador Plenipotentiary of Plossom?"

"No, no, no, I'll say my full name right away."

Then the fat king spat out a long list of names, so long that Wang Zhong, a quasi-Ante, was too lazy to remember them.

Wang Zhong snapped his fingers and said, "Let Meier come over."

Soon, Mayer Abdullah came over with Mistafa. The moment he saw the king's back, Mayer's eyes spewed fire: "This bastard!"

He rushed forward and kicked the king to the ground, then grabbed the necklace around his neck and pulled out the pendant: "Look at this! This is a child's finger bone! I watched him starve to death under the tree at the entrance of the village. I was very angry at the time and rushed into the village to question these villains who watched a child starve to death! Then I found out that the whole village was almost starving to death, and they really had no food to save this child!
"The whole village was starving to death! Every child was skin and bones! So I buried the poor child and took off his finger. I swore to bring it to the person who caused all this tragedy! It was you!"

Wang Zhong immediately sympathized with Meier, so he said, "I leave this king to you, Meier. No, he is no longer the king."

Meier hesitated for a moment, then he put away his hand bones and stood up: "No, this is not my personal revenge. He must be tried in public and then hanged!"

Meier then looked at Wang Zhong and said, "Do we have to accept another king?"

Before Wang Zhong could speak, Emilia interrupted him, "Ante also has a king. I mean, an emperor, who is your teacher's adopted sister. There's nothing wrong with having a king, Meyer Abdullah. A king can also be a wise ruler."

Wang Zhong gently pushed Emilia away and said to Meier, "You can try all the paths and choose the best one. Before that, learn the skills and train the army first, so that you can hold the right to choose in your own hands in the future."

Meier glared at Emilia and nodded: "You are right."

At this time, King Tutka wailed, "Don't judge me! Don't judge me! I can abdicate, I can give up the throne! Everyone in the United Kingdom, I will do anything. I don't want to resist you anymore!"

As he said this, he crawled on the ground and moved towards Emilia's feet, looking like he was going to kiss her shoes.

Emilia stepped back with disgust on her face, keeping a distance from him.

Wang Zhong: "He disgusts my friend. Take him away and wait for the people of Baras to decide his fate!"

Immediately, the naval infantry came up and dragged away King Tutka, who was as fat as a ball.

The king's cries could be heard long after he had left his headquarters.

When he could no longer hear the king, Schmidt stood up.

The Marines immediately stepped forward to hold him down, but Wang Zhong waved his hands and said, "No, that's not necessary."

Then he walked up to Schmidt and said, "Any insights? Your Ante language should be understandable to you, right?"

Schmidt bit his lip and said, "I need to think about it. I need to think about it! No, I want to see if you can succeed by the end of this year!"

Wang Zhong: "Okay, take him away and let him think it over. And give him a secular scripture so he can read it and think about it."

Wang Zhong waved his hand.

(End of this chapter)