Miss Wang Weina, my cousin can't do it either!

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Londinium.Vera's office.

Wei Na, who just went out for something, came in with a roll of report paper, spread the report paper on the table, and called Teresia who was helping on the small table by the window:

"Sister Teresia, this is the battle plan that Teresis sent to the Lundinium Secret Service. I always find it a bit strange. Take a look?"

Teresia moved her head curiously:

"Strange, what is strange."

Teresia has always recognized her brother's military ability.Wei Na would call the battle plan she drew up "strange", which aroused her strong curiosity.

Wei Na pointed to the contents of the report and explained:

"It's this section. Tracys ordered the Royal Army's First and Third Army to move along the river and into a track to line up this."

Wei Na propped her chin and knocked on the table with her other hand, recalling:

"He explained it to the Communist Ministry in this way. Such an arrangement of troops is like a long snake, also known as the [Lentinium Snake], which can well face the possible breakthrough methods of the Shenchi rebels. Hit the head, and the tail will come. Hit the tail, and the head will come. Hit the middle, and the head and tail will come. It sounds very powerful, and I can't find any faults, but I always feel that something is weird."

Teresia frowned after hearing Wei Na finish speaking.To tell the truth, Wei Na also had a strange feeling.

This so-called [Lentinium Snake] looks perfect, but there still seems to be some problems.What if the firepower of the deep pool is very strong?What if Shenchi launches a feint attack at the tail first, and then outflanks and ambush the support head when the head supports it?

Oh, wait, no matter how strong Shenchi's firepower is, it seems impossible to be stronger than the Royal Army. After all, their behind-the-scenes boss, the entire noble group, has been raised one by one by Wayne.And their mobility...

Can infantry maneuver better than land ships?Could it be that everyone in Shenchi is Drake Superman, the kind who smashes tanks with one punch?

Wei Na raised her head and looked at Theresia, and found that Theresia's eyes were also looking at herself.

They nodded in agreement.Wei Na said:

"After this battle is over, bring Tracy back. I think he seems to be having a little fun recently."

"I agree." Teresia nodded seriously.

"Then is this plan approved or not?" Teresia asked again.

"Approve it. The enemy is rootless duckweed. Tactics, equipment, people's hearts, the right time, place and people are not on their side. Even if it is a horizontal push, it will be solved, but it will add unnecessary casualties. Tracy Although this plan has flaws, it does not affect the overall situation under the circumstances. When he comes back, Sister Teresia, go and debate with him again."

"I'm not going to argue with him." Teresia curled her lips. "Once he talks about military affairs with me, we will always quarrel in the end. I usually just reply to him directly with 'Commendation Chairman'."

Wei Na laughed, picked up the seal on the table, and stamped it down.

At 1093 o'clock on the night of January 1, 4, the campaign to wipe out the deep pools around Londinium officially began.

Chapter 56 I really want to tell her what she is guarding

"What does that mean? Surrender or die? Who gave them the guts to say that?"

Mandela dodged the letter paper in Ahmeni's hand, and after sweeping it slightly, he was already furious, and tore the "war letter to surrender" in his hand to shreds.

"Damn Victorian nobles, how dare you insult Shenchi like this, who do you look down on? Ahmony, you give me 100 people, and watch me go directly to burn their camps, capture their commanders, and let Lundinium's Idiots, see the power of the deep pool!"

Mandela yelled solemnly, at this time in the past, Ahmeni must have stood up, pinned Mandela's head, and advised her not to act so impulsively.But this time, even though Mandela had been yelling loudly in front of her for a long time, Ahmeni still didn't say a word.

Gradually, Mandela, who realized something was wrong, also lowered her voice. She looked at the annoying colleague in front of her. After La stopped her cathartic roar, she asked word by word:

"Are you serious?"

Mandela was startled: "What do you mean?"

"I ask, are you serious about what you just said? Mandela? I can give you 100 people, you go to the front, look for the enemy's camp, and burn them, can you do it?"

"I..." Mandela opened her mouth, showing a hint of hesitation just now, when she saw Ahmeni's disgusting eyes that seemed to be mocking her, she immediately poked her neck and replied loudly: "Of course, of course I'm serious! It's just Victoria's soldiers led by a group of filthy nobles who can't even hold their swords steadily. I don't know how many people I killed along the way. Except that the number is so large that it will be stubble after crop. The stubble is coming out of the ground, what threat do they have!"

But it is often a seemingly insignificant straw that breaks the camel's back in the end.

Ahmoni looked at Mandela's stubborn face, which was obviously not confident, but still bit the bullet and tried to be brave, and thought a little ridiculously in her heart.

What's more, Londinium is stationed by the Royal Victoria Army. They are well-equipped and advanced in tactics. Every year, there is a Royal Military Academy, and top students from the Guard Academy graduate into it to add fresh blood. The Imperial Academy and its subordinates The Royal Victoria Institute of Technology is even more persevering, continuously updating the equipment for the Royal Army.

The Aslan royal family can become the emperor recognized by many powerful nobles, not only relying on blood, Augustus has always been a strong soldier, and the Royal Army, with only one army, can frighten all directions Xiaoxiao's strength.No one understands this better than Ahmoni, who graduated from the Royal Academy of Guards.

Even the entangled aristocratic group backed by Shenchi didn't dare to openly declare war on Londinium before we eradicated Wayne and disrupted Aslan's internal affairs?

But Ahmani did not stop Mandela from what she thought was an act of death.Because she needs Mandela to die.

She needs Mandela to help her delay even for a minute, so that she is ready to run away.

"Surrender, or die!" This short letter of persuasion already hinted at too many things.With such a fierce wording, Londinium's patience with them has obviously reached the extreme, so that even their existence has become the price offered by Londinium to them, and refusing means death.

Combined with the great nobles who have been silent for so many days and have not conveyed any information or instructions to her, Ahmoni guessed that there must have been an astonishing upheaval in Londinium.The most likely thing is that Queen Victoria learned about the collusion between the nobles and Shenchi through some channels, so she united the army and put all the nobles who participated in the ceremony and the funeral of Wayne under house arrest, planning to take advantage of Shenchi's lack of information. Catch them all before you react.

But it is impossible for Queen Victoria to obtain the evidence and the list, so she has a high probability of knowing the information but cannot confirm it. The only way to catch Shenchi is to obtain evidence from Shenchi, reverse arrest and put her under house arrest. nobleman.That's why she was so anxious.

But this obviously cannot last long.Ahmoni believes in the power of the aristocratic group. Once they are under house arrest, they will unite to put pressure on the royal family. At that time, facing the danger of rebellion and alienation in various cities, the royal family can only choose to compromise. Ended up without illness.The strength of the nobles will also be further improved by weakening the authority of the royal family.

Ahmoni confidently estimated that this time would not exceed three days.As long as she persisted for three days, the main force of Shenchi was not caught by the Queen's army, and the most important thing was that she, who knew the inside story, was not caught, then Na Weina had to face the facts.

"In three days, if we survive for three days, there will be chaos in Londinium! When we rise up, the nobles will definitely respond! Mandela, I want you to lead people to hold back the Victorian army and give the main force Buy time to retreat!"

Ahmoni said in a commanding tone.Mandela looked at her in disbelief:

"Are you going to let me go to the rear? Are you going to let the deep pool retreat? We are only [-] kilometers away from Londinium. As long as we advance one more day, we can see the ravens circling on the top of Big Ben! You actually let We retreat? Who gave you the authority, the leader has never given such an order!"

Tsk, this stupid cat who is obsessed with obsession.How could that Drake deserve her blind obedience?

A hint of disgust flashed across Ahmoni's brows, but she quickly restrained her expression and said:

"Mandela, the leader asked us to stand by and wait for her return. Is it because he wants us to fight Victoria's army head-on? If our large army encounters Victoria, once the war starts, Londinium will be shocked. Deep Pool They are already so close to them. At that time, sharp knives will be around their necks. No matter how ignorant the Victorian nobles are, they will know that the city should be under martial law. Once the city is under martial law, how will the leader return?"

"Am I disobedient, or do you want to use the leader's life to protect your insignificant self-esteem?!"

Mandela couldn't say no to Ahmony at all.She clearly knew what was wrong, but she couldn't find any flaws in Ahmoni's words.What Ahmoni said was indeed the truth, but the purpose behind her truth was a huge lie.

Mandela glared at Ahmeni angrily, and kept staring for 2 minutes before she finally spoke:

"Let me lead the bicorn."

"A bicorn can only be led by a leader."

"Don't think that I don't know that the leader handed over the command of the bicorn to you before he left. If you don't let me take the bicorn, let me take ordinary deep pool soldiers to the back, you are letting me die .I will not use the lives of my soldiers and me to pave the way for your evacuation, no matter how high-sounding you say!"

Mandela threatened,

"Either give me the bicorn, or you will lead people to kill the queen, and I will lead people to evacuate, or we will all stay here. You choose!"

Ahmoni frowned.In terms of force, she is really no match for the rock warlock Mandela.

Forget it, she was dying anyway, and although it was a pity that she wasted the Bicorn warriors, it was a necessary sacrifice.As long as Lentinium is obtained in the end, the mere Bicorn soldiers are not worth mentioning at all.

She pretended to be reluctant and nodded, took out a necklace with a deep pool and three diamond-shaped cross ornaments from her bosom, threw it to Mandela, and said:

"Take this and go find the bicorns. They'll listen to you."

Mandela nodded.Turn around and leave quickly.

Ahmoni watched Mandela's leaving figure, the tense expression on her face gradually became relaxed, she chuckled, and spit out from her mouth in a strange tone:

"Poor thing. Are all tamed house cats so brainless?"

"I have a pity that she has hated the nobles of Victoria all her life. If the conditions are not allowed, I really want to tell her before she dies, what is the so-called [Hope] in the deep pool that she desperately wants to protect."

"Hehehehehe--"

Chapter 57 Modern Combat, Military Soul

At night, the defense of the Victoria Army has been completed. The Victoria Army stationed along the river and track stretches for more than tens of miles. Every five kilometers there is a land-ship as a communication hub and command center, and every ten miles there is a war fortress providing information. Domain information reconnaissance, long-range artillery support and UAV ultra-long-range strike.The entire line of defense is like a great wall of steel, indestructible.Because of the dispatch of the War Fortress, even the long supply line, which should have been a major problem for marching, was solved in a form of local tyrants to exaggeration under the grain storage capacity of the War Fortress, which was comparable to the size of a small mobile city.

Relying on the food reserves of the War Fortress, the Victorian army can fight at full strength for a month at the longest when the rear supply line is completely cut off. A month's time is enough for a small country with weak defenses to go back and forth and destroy it more than a dozen times.Not to mention that during this month, Victoria has no reason to give up a full-status own army that is obviously worthy of rescue.If you are not careful, the besiegers will fall into the situation of being surrounded by the enemy.

This is the case with fighting Victoria. If you are not careful, you may change from making dumplings to being blossomed by the enemy.

The Royal Army, which had completed its preparations, set up a sentry post and entered the rest time safely.Soldiers have abundant food rations, and at night, they can even switch defenses in units of battalions and go to nearby land ships or war fortresses for entertainment.In this regard, Teresis, who had never seen such a battle in this life, was quite critical at the beginning:

"The Royal Army seems to have no vigilance in combat. The defensive troops are too lax. There are some enemy positions that are likely to be ambushed. They are not even willing to reconnaissance. What if the enemy attacks from these passages at night? manage?"

In this regard, his secretary waved his hand easily, signaling Teresis not to worry:

"Your Excellency, such worries are unfounded. In places where you cannot see, the defense of the Victoria Army has never been relaxed. The War Fortress has completely shielded all unauthorized radio signals in the surrounding area, and the drone troops are in the latest Under the control of the developed central control system, all the wastelands within two kilometers around us are being searched in a carpet style. The mobile reconnaissance team to which the scouting force belongs has already deployed all the target points and strategic points on the map for military use before we stationed. Cameras and photosensitive alarms, once there is an abnormality, the 24-hour guards in the monitoring room will immediately warn, even if the monitoring personnel are negligent, the photosensitive alarms will also use technical means to identify unknown persons, and directly warn the entire war fortress.”

The secretary paused, handed Tracy a cup of steaming hot hand-warming black tea, and announced happily:

"This is the real next-generation war. Our noble Victorians and Ursas who can only fight on the front line with a machete...cough, cough, cough," the secretary coughed violently, showing an embarrassing expression Polite smile, "Your Excellency, please forgive my slip of the tongue. Ursus is our friendly country, and I absolutely did not slander the heroic Ursus soldiers just now. I mean, we can still rely on Kasimir's group The infantry wears a set of armor that looks full of technical content, carrying a lance and forming a triangular formation is not the same as a group of barbarians."

"Their business has developed, but their civilization is still in an extremely backward state. The armor and lance seem to be full of technology, but the essence has not changed at all. Just like His Highness Wayne commented, they can't even think about it." Add a muzzle to the tip of the lance. If the distance is far, open the muzzle and use it as a cannon, playing fire suppression. If the distance is close, close the muzzle and charge directly. This is the backwardness of thinking. If technology is The crutches of Victorian gentlemen, the Casimirs are lame and fat. Not to mention those two feet that don't want to chop off the other all the time."

After Tracys took the black tea, the secretary brewed a cup for himself and put it in his palm to warm his hands. Then he picked up the teacup, saluted Tracys, and proudly said:

"To the future."

Tracy replied with a complicated expression.He felt a little bit bitter in his heart, and wanted to complain that he was what the secretary called "a barbarian who dared to fight on the battlefield while holding a lance." Even slightly less than the barbarian the secretary said, they The armor and broadsword don’t even have a sense of technology, and they are proper masterpieces of classical aesthetics, which can be regarded as cultural relics after being buried in the soil for two weeks and then dug out and sent to the museum.

But the bitterness quickly dissipated, because he was now in control of the most modern army in Terra, and the master of this army was none other than his brother-in-law.As long as Theresia puts a little effort into securing her position and submits to Wen Zhi's obedience, wouldn't this army be his after all?

Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations!

Tracy cleared her throat, hiding her "wolf ambition".Of course, in order to regain some face as a commander, he still found a topic and said:

"How is it, what is my prediction? Has Shenchi surrendered?"

The secretary was startled, and then shook his head: "They didn't surrender, your prediction is undoubtedly correct." But I really can't figure out why, in a war with no chance of winning, we Mercy offers them the option of avoiding harm, but they refuse to accept it.

"Because there are some things that no amount of advanced technology and equipment can make up for."

Tracys pointed to his brain,

"That's thinking."

"An army can only be called powerful if it has equipment and technology that spans the ages. Only when a strong army has a firm mind can it be truly invincible. This is the so-called army soul."

"Cazdale was destroyed by fire three times, and was rebuilt several times. The Sarkaz people were looked down upon by everyone on the land, and their status was only higher than that of ore patients. Before I and Teresia returned to the country, the Sarkaz people They are just rootless vagrants on the earth. However, the Sarkaz army was still able to repel the Holy See Crusaders in Lateran several times after the restoration of the country. Even the Casimirs, who you look down upon, faced the sun in the sky, even The Ursas Empire, which Victoria once defeated, has persisted ten times in the all-out war with the power of the whole country, and has not destroyed the country so far. This is the power of thought, or the power of the military soul."

In Tracy's view, today's Victorian army lacks such a military spirit.The nobles had just been wiped out by Wayne, and a large number of Victorian troops had lost their loyal targets. Even the Londinium Legion and the Royal Army, which were directly under the control of the royal family, were mostly at a loss at the moment.Although such an army is currently invincible by virtue of its impeccable technical advantages, once it loses this advantage, it will be lost to everyone.

Of course, Tracys didn't intend to go overboard and help Victoria choose a military soul.This matter should be left to Wei En and Wei Na. His current task is to exterminate the ants that endanger the stability of this country.

"Your Excellency Chairman!"

The messenger at the door suddenly knocked on the door of the headquarters and sent the latest reconnaissance information:

"Our cameras spotted the figure of Deep Pool leader: Mandela in the upper Wettin River."

Tracy's face brightened.Before he even made a move, the enemy came to his door?

"The two troops around the upper reaches of the Wetting River are showing the enemy their weakness and luring the enemy to go deep. The guards of the headquarters, follow me, and go to the scene immediately. Make sure to capture the enemy alive!"

PS: There is another chapter tonight.I'm going to buy a new computer tomorrow, probably HP Shadow Elf 6, but I haven't made a complete decision, so I'll have a look at it tomorrow.But it is certainly not what the buying and selling countries want.No matter how useful it is, I will not buy it.

PS: Are there any readers who play Magic Tower? In our author group, a lot of authors have been playing Magic Tower these days.If you encounter them asking for leave, please don't believe them, they are just playing games!

Ahem, of course, I'm not.After all, my computer is broken hahaha (pretending not to know that Magic Tower is a mobile game)

Chapter 58 Scaring Mandela away with one shot

Upstream on the Wetting River, three kilometers from Camp Victoria.

Mandela raised his hand to signal the Bicorn troops behind him to stop.

Just as Victoria's Aslan has the support of unicorns, Drake's side also has his own immortal allies.Aslan controls Victoria with authority and order, and what is needed is a complete intelligence system, so the Unicorn is good at intelligence work. Wherever the clock tower goes, no matter what kind of conspiracy and tricks it is, it cannot escape the Unicorn. s eyes.Drake, on the other hand, is just the opposite. They use force to build up their authority by spreading terror in order to make them frightened and dare not resist. The bicorns allied with them are a group of warriors with amazing fighting power.Their brute force is astonishing, adult bicorns are enough to easily overturn a heavy armored tank, and a single punch is enough to leave a complete fist mark on a decimeter-thick alloy steel plate, even a warrior wearing steam armor, If you are suddenly hit hard without scientifically unloading the force, you will lose your fighting ability instantly.

Although there has never been a recorded battle record, the Bicorn has always claimed that its strong body will not lose to the war behemoth Wendigo in Sarkaz and the scavengers of the cities with muscles, even in the face of a battle from the deep sea. The Agor-deep-sea hunter family also has the power to fight.

But judging from the strength on paper, the alliance between Aslan and the Unicorn seems to be no match for the alliance between Drake and the Bicorn, but the actual results are obvious to all. Aslan has become Victoria's long-standing alliance The monarch, the unicorn has also become the most powerful force in Victoria's shadow.On the other hand, Drake, there are only two pure-blood clansmen left, and the orthodox Lentinium Drake bloodline has been basically declared dead, leaving only the mixed-blood Tallulah slaves.Bicorns have also completely withdrawn from Victoria's political arena. Except for Unicorns and the Aslan royal family who are in charge of the royal library, almost no one knows that Victoria once had such a powerful race.

To some extent, this is also a typical victory of wisdom over violence.

But Mandela, who is now leading the Bicorn army, obviously doesn't think so.With the bicorn army, she is full of confidence. Even if she can see the signal tower of the Victoria War Fortress going straight into the sky in the distance, there is no sign of fear on her face. Instead, she starts to introduce made his own plan:

"Everyone, listen up! Our purpose for a while is very simple. It is a surprise attack. Set a fire in Victoria's camp, kill a few soldiers, create a riot, and then leave immediately. Don't be wary! Understand?"

Mandela is not brainless, she explained seriously:

"Victoria's army has a large number. In comparison, our army is elite, but after all, the number is too small, and the ants kill elephants. If a hundred steam armor soldiers fight against a bicorn warrior, you can handle it So remember, our purpose is not to destroy the Victorian army here, but to create riots and cover the retreat of the large forces in the rear. As for the day of destroying Aslan and their army, we will wait until the leader returns from Londinium I'll talk about it later! Got it!"

The bicorn stared at Mandela silently, neither nodding nor shaking its head. The eyes behind the spiral pattern mask were like a pool of stagnant water, and it seemed that it was just staring at the film in front of it.Seeing this, Mandela felt a little angry, but he had to suppress it.

Such is the temper of bicorns, they will not listen to anyone but their patriarch and leader.But as long as there is a token of command, they will still complete the order honestly, there is no doubt about it.

Although he was upset that he was completely ignored, at least there was no need to doubt their loyalty. Mandela forced himself to turn his head, not to study their annoying attitude, and ordered: