Throne of Vientiane Civilization

At the same time, after getting rid of Fisher and Peter who were about to fight, Li Ce, who was almost busy with various military affairs, just returned to his tent and listened to the report of his adjutant.

After the adjutant finished his report, a heavy sound of footsteps came from outside the tent.

Li Ce looked up and soon, in this cold winter, Wei Qing, who was panting and sweating, walked into his sight.

Seeing Li Ce, Wei Qing hurriedly tidied his military uniform and took a deep breath...

"Report to the general! Twenty laps around the camp have been completed!"

"Yeah."

Li Ce responded casually, and his eyes fell back on the report at hand.

"Do you know why you are punished?"

"I know! Questioning the superior's orders on the battlefield! If everyone does this, the superior's orders will not be implemented smoothly and the opportunity to fight will be delayed!"

Hearing this, Li Ce's mouth curled up slightly.

"Go down."

"I'll take my leave!"

Just as Wei Qing said, if the commander issues an order, you question it, I question it, can the order be implemented?

Therefore, it is clearly written in the military discipline of the Great Zhou Dynasty that obeying orders is the duty of a soldier!

At the same time, this is also the first lesson for all recruits after joining the army.

Wei Qing obviously knew it, but he still did it. Fortunately, he met Silk, who was relatively easy to talk to. If he changed to a general, he might be punished by military law on the spot.

And from the results, Li Ce did not intend to investigate further. He took advantage of this incident and gave a small punishment and a big warning.

Needless to say, Li Ce was satisfied with Wei Qing.

Although taking a smart student will make you less sense of accomplishment, it does save you trouble and effort, and make you happy.

In the next few days, the battles on both sides remained deadlocked. The two troops of Fisher and Peter did not continue to make trouble. Even in the most recent battle, Li Ce found that the troops led by Peter performed much better.

Although they are not yet comparable to Smith's troops, at least they do not have the feeling of dragging down the large troops.

Li Ce can roughly guess the reason. On the one hand, the troops of the Luosha Republican Party have begun to accumulate experience. On the other hand, after several battles, the recruits who could not withstand the intensity of the war have died.

Peter may have screened the original troops of the Luosha Republican Party, but to be honest, in the eyes of Li Ce and others, the quality of the soldiers is still mixed.

Under this premise, the war is like a big wave washing away the sand, and the troops of the Luosha Republican Party have been screened more thoroughly. Those who can withstand the test in the fierce battle and survive are elites.

Although the strength of the Luosha Republican Party's troops has decreased, the elites gathered together have made their battle formations more tenacious!

From the perspective of the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces, this is of course a good thing for Li Ce.

At least with the cooperation of Smith's cavalry, the flank can be stabilized.

However, from the perspective of the entire battle situation, the recent battle situation makes Li Ce a little worried.

Because they have flying units, during this period, Li Ce also asked the Pegasus Knight to take him to the main battlefield to observe the situation.

As the commander-in-chief, he has to look at the overall situation. Although the main battlefield is under the charge of the troops of the Saint Laurent Empire, it does not mean that he can ignore it.

Now after two rounds of observation, Li Ce's face can't help but become more solemn.

After the war, after a brief discussion with Zhou Xu, he asked the Pegasus Knight to send a message to the Saint Laurent Empire.

The Pegasus Knight is familiar with the route, and it doesn't take much time to go back and forth.

Marshal Adolf, who received the news, also frowned, and the solemn atmosphere created invisibly made the adjutant who came in later stunned.

"Marshal, what happened?"

"The commander-in-chief of the reinforcements asked the Pegasus Knight to send a message..."

Marshal Adolf did not hide anything from his adjutant, and spoke slowly and calmly.

"He felt that the greenskins deliberately slowed down the pace of action."

Then, before the adjutant could think more, Marshal Adolf spoke again...

"In fact, I have had this feeling these two days."

"Marshal, at this stage, our reinforcements have arrived, and there are reinforcements outside to cooperate with us to launch an offensive. It is not uncommon for the greenskins to feel pressure and start to switch from offense to defense and slow down the offensive, right?"

However, Marshal Adolf shook his head when he heard this.

"I had the same idea at the beginning, so I didn't feel anything wrong, but recently this feeling has become stronger and stronger."

Marshal Adolf slowly expressed his thoughts. Although he is the supreme commander of the Saint Laurent Army, sometimes he also needs to listen to the ideas and opinions of others from different perspectives. After all, the person in charge is confused, and the bystander is clear.

And the adjutant who is deeply trusted by him is undoubtedly a good choice.

"It's not that the greenskins can't fight a defensive battle, but the problem is that in the current situation, do they need to fight a defensive battle?"

This question directly stunned the adjutant.

Marshal Adolf ignored him and continued to talk along his own lines.

"We have reinforcements, but the other side also has the support of the Blood Hand Clan. Maybe combined, we are stronger now, but the greenskins have always been good at attacking but not good at defending. With this gap in strength, they slowed down the pace to fight a defensive battle, and the losses were too great. It is better to continue to fight against each other. Instead of adjusting their strategy, I feel that they are more like delaying time."

"Delaying time..."

Hearing this, the adjutant was shocked.

"Marshal, do you mean that the greenskins are waiting for reinforcements?!"

Marshal Adolf nodded solemnly.

"Not only do I think so, but the commander-in-chief of the reinforcements also thinks so."

Marshal Adolf said as he fell into deep thought.

If the greenskins are waiting for reinforcements, then they should speed up their actions and strive to end the battle before the reinforcements arrive, or at least severely damage the other side.

But even so, this decision is not so easy to make. The risks involved must be borne by someone.

Taking a deep breath, Marshal Adolf stood up.

"I'll go ask that person."

While speaking, Marshal Adolf walked towards the depths of the fortress.

Marshal Adolf, who walked through the obviously simple barracks and stepped into the courtyard, seemed to have come to another world.

The entire courtyard was built of luxurious white bricks and stones, and a large number of flowers and plants were planted in the courtyard.

In the center of the courtyard, in a round pavilion also built of white bricks and stones, a middle-aged blond man with a wide white robe and exaggerated beard was shaking the red wine in a crystal glass while enjoying the warm winter sun.

The sun shone on him, making his body and facial features look like ancient Greek sculptures, and invisibly revealed a kind of majesty as a superior. .

"Your humble servant Adolf Enzo, see your majesty!"