Ultimate Weapon of Magic and Science

In the evening on the 23rd of Muyue.

Major Constantine Genel frowned, looking at the blood-stained horizon with a few hairy boys around, pointing at the **** sky, and chattering endlessly, the major was so upset that he had to put down the order. Binoculars, slap everyone with those words. After the little ghost heads were quiet, the major stared at the beautiful scenery that made him feel creepy again.

Major Genel was a veteran field gendarme who rarely left the front line, worked for the governor team, and was also put on the front line in an emergency. Compared to his colleagues who had settled in the rear, the major in his 40s was more like a traditional soldier. Rich experience makes Genel feel a little uneasy about the quietness in front of him.

be quiet.

Extremely quiet.

For a whole day, the major did not hear a gunshot, or a shell or a bomb explode-of course, Genel experienced countless such peaceful days and nights before the war, but since Charlemagne began to "bubble the world," and "Eight Baxuyu". Only the roar of war was left in the major's ear.

But since midnight yesterday, all the hustle and bustle has stopped. The endless shelling and cold guns that can drive people crazy are disappearing without a trace, as if they never existed.

Everyone thought it was a harbinger of a large-scale offensive. Soldiers squatting underground began to check their weapons. Military bands played instruments. The rotating sentries entered the trenches waiting for Xu Jin's barrage and enemy infantry to charge. The officers even put on a full dress only for the military parade, preparing to greet the death with the most brilliant gesture.

Compared with the central officials who knew the front line from the report, the front-line officers and soldiers who were separated from the defense army by the trenches had a clearer understanding of their opponents. After a high-density shelling of 6 shells per second per square meter, any dignity, honor, and courage will be bombarded into the blood. In the eyes of Charlemagne's first-line officers and soldiers, not only the artillery shells, but also the money, the sharp-eared ghosts and animals do not need to rest. The monsters who can fight the battle with butter shells are just waiting for the opportunity. When the time comes, they will need it. Shame before scrubbing.

Now seems to be the time.

Everyone awaited the offensive of the enemy in high tension. The sentries stared at the ground from the periscope with wide eyes. However, they could only see the billowing smoke. The yellow and white smoke covered the trenches of the enemy. real. They can only bite their fingers while waiting anxiously.

In this way, one morning passed, the smoke that filled the battlefield also dispersed, but the imaginary attack did not come.

——What is going on opposite?

So make it mysterious? Psychological warfare? trap?

Various speculations and rumors spread rapidly in the trenches. Each version appeared within a few minutes, and a new version appeared. The refresh rate is amazing.

Someone in the middle also put forward the hypothesis of "will the enemy run away", but it is difficult for anyone including the proposer to believe that the opposite group of high-end Krypton players who have huge advantages and can be rash at any time actually admit to fleeing? What a joke? What happened to the shelling in front? What happened when I played so hard before?

There must be a trap on the opposite side, and there must be a conspiracy to the sharp-eared ghost animal.

Charlemagne's nearly 200,000 troops continued to wait in anxiety. Until late in the evening, the frontline headquarters, which had no patience at all, dispatched scouts to conduct reconnaissance against the enemy line. Major Genel and his party were responsible for the response.

What happened opposite? Everyone is eager to know the answer, and the original boring and boring waiting is even more annoying.

Finally, the sharp-eyed Major Genel found several figures appearing on the horizon. He hurriedly raised his telescope and saw that it was Charlemagne's uniform moving, then the major was relieved. But soon, a few puzzled expressions in the telescope quickly spread to Genel.

"So what happened?"

The Gendarmerie Major mumbled.

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"In the direction of Belfort, the Charlemagne began to advance."

"It was found near Nancy that the Charlemagne was organizing the crossing."

"Metz Fortress Group, the enemy has no abnormal behavior."

Messages came, and female staff members entered enemy operations in accordance with the instructions. In the large-scale map projection terminal, several thick arrows were approaching the abandoned line of defense and began to advance deep into Alfheim.

This should have been a scene of dignified atmosphere, but at the moment, there was only deep dissatisfaction in the command room of Eagle Nest.

——The progress is too slow.

More than one staff officer complained so.

This may sound from the mouth of Charlemagne's staff officer, but in fact the entire Defense General Staff is complaining about the slow movement of the Charlemagne.

The trick of "revolving door" tactics is speed, which includes both your own advancement speed and the speed of the enemy.

If your own actions are too fast and too early, and the enemy’s actions are too slow, the right-wing assault cluster will need to take a larger circle to complete the outsourcing, or directly pass through the middle of the enemy’s marching queue, and drive more than half of the enemy into the encirclement circle- This is clearly contrary to the strategic guiding ideology of accomplishing one battle. Therefore, at the beginning, the defense force had to accommodate Charlemagne's rhythm~www.readwn.com~, while steadily retreating while maintaining contact, lured the enemy into the preset battlefield a little bit.

But the problem is, those guys are too slow, right?

As the most mobile army in the world, the Defense Force has long been accustomed to fast-paced warfare, and suddenly let them turn around to accommodate Charlieman’s 10 km advance speed that day... This is indeed not suitable. The young staff in the General Staff were even more quipped: if one day let the Defence Army march behind the Charlemagne Army, the Defence Army must be very careful so as not to step on the heels of the roosters in front.

In fact, they did not even think about how miserable the Charlemagne was before. They replaced them by being rubbed on the ground by their opponents day and night. The area of ​​the psychological shadow would not be smaller than that of the current Charlemagne. Now the ghost animal opposite has been pulled away with a hula, can you doubt that there is a trap inside? Dare to advance quickly? Even if the frontline general is brave enough, the following supplies will have to keep up with it. Just play with an ammunition reserve that is barely charged, who dares to die?

At least until it was determined that there was no danger ahead, Charlemagne's army could not move quickly.

Compared with the young generals who complained, the senior officers headed by Brun Hill appeared calm. For them, Charlemagne's actions are not only slow, but just right.

In addition to the "revolving door" speed problem mentioned above, there are several things that Charlieman needs to assist to complete. If the action speed is too fast, nothing can be done.

"Do you know? Brun Hill. The so-called enemy—"

The sound of tapping on the desktop is like striking the keys, and the music-like laughter echoes in the space.

"Sometimes more useful than allies."

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