"What do you think?" Roland looked at the surging light curtain on the wall and wanted to understand the devil's intentions. The Taquila survivors were undoubtedly the most powerful group of people.
"The old trick," Erza snorted coldly, "intimidation doesn't work, it's time to resort to force. I've said before that threatening and pressing while approaching step by step is their best trick against human lords. If it becomes a witch city, the devil will only choose to destroy it.”
"But your last estimate of the devil's advance time was about half a year."
"Cough, this is calculated based on the average construction time of a large camp, maybe they are too anxious." The latter's voice was a little embarrassed, "Besides, the situation of war is always changing, and it is stupid to follow the map. You were not asked to let your guard down."
Hey, this is a big joke, it is necessary to keep monitoring, but the counterattack plan is arranged according to the time point. If the enemy needs half a year to gain a firm foothold, his rails can be spread on the opponent's face. When the armored train and the rail cannon get on together, he doesn't believe that the devil still has the energy to drive out of the outpost.
"El Xia didn't hide it on purpose, and I agreed with her before." Agatha seemed to see Roland's suspicion and said, "The timetable for the expansion of the red line is the result of the federation paying a heavy price. Obtained information, and until the destruction of the Holy City, this part of the information has never been missed - and half a year is the limit of the devil."
"So what do you mean, the devil has now broken through this limit, and the timetable that was exchanged for blood doesn't work?" Edith spread her hands. "Of course, it is not incomprehensible that the ancient information four hundred years ago has lost its validity."
Roland couldn't help feeling his brows twitch. If there were any ordinary people present who dared to stand up and confront the "sarcoma monster", the Pearl of the North would undoubtedly be one of them... Considering that he himself is not an ordinary person in the true sense , Edith can even be said to be the only one.
El Xue really reacted, "Mortal, you!"
Before she was completely angry, Pasha's voice interjected in time, "Perhaps those giant skeletons made the expansion of the red line faster, but it may also be that the devil has other purposes - if it is not for attack, the outpost can indeed be opened. It should be earlier, after all, its size depends on the supply of Red Mist. So there is no need for you to argue about this, and it depends on His Majesty the King's intention."
As expected of the actual leader of the Taquila survivors, Roland nodded secretly. This speech not only made possible disputes disappear, but also took into account his feelings. Speaking is really an art.
It's just that the problem in reality still exists - whether the devil has other intentions or wants to attack Neverwinter City as soon as possible, this change has caused him to lose his surveillance of the ruins of the Holy City. For Neverwinter, there are actually not many countermeasures to choose from: if the phantom instrument does not have a positioning error, he may be able to observe for a while to see what the devil has in mind, but now he must eradicate as soon as possible. this obstacle.
"Prepare the First Army for the expedition," Roland took a deep breath, turned his head and instructed Iron Axe.
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Sandman's answer was always neat and tidy.
"A bold choice," Elche praised. "Blindfolding your eyes when war comes is tantamount to suicide. We must always be aware of the enemy's movements in order to be prepared."
"Staff, come up with at least one plan before the sun goes down tomorrow," he glanced at Edith deliberately, "I want to see the detailed process deduction."
"Your Majesty," Filinn Sylt, a knight at dawn who has officially transferred his career, showed an embarrassed expression, "According to Miss Sylvie's information, the flying terrifying beasts have already occupied the area, and there is almost no way to ensure that the First Army will not be on the march. It will be discovered. Once exposed, we are afraid that we will not be able to do anything.”
Roland also knew this, so he wanted to get detailed deductions before departure—as the designer of the entire army's weapons, he naturally knew that Feilin's statement was euphemistic enough. If the anti-aircraft machine gun cannot be set up and aimed in advance, its effect will be greatly reduced. At the same time, unlike the city wall defense battle, the enemy may come from all directions, which increases the requirements for the barrage by several levels.
In addition, if the rails are not built in place, it means that the entire logistics needs to be completed by legs, and if the baggage team encounters the interception of the beast, the loss will definitely not be a small amount.
The distance from Neverwinter to the enemy's suspected outpost is almost 400 kilometers, minus the part that goes through the Hidden Forest, it is also 170 to 80 kilometers, and it is absolutely impossible to cover it in one day. Not only do you have to camp in the middle, but there are more than one, and they will all be exposed to the eyes of the flying devil and become the fatal weakness of the army.
He didn't have so many Sylvies to ensure that every baggage team could avoid the devil's attack; Roland didn't expect much how tenacious the logistics team, usually composed of recruits, would be after being attacked by the enemy. If the logistics line collapses, let alone an inch, the First Army may not even be able to retreat.
But at times like this, he couldn't show any hesitation, "Make a plan first, and talk about other things after I've read it!"
"As ordered, Your Majesty." Fei Lin stroked his chest.
…
A day and night passed quickly, and the General Staff handed over the plan the next afternoon.
And it's two.
The reporter was Edith Kant.
"You didn't sleep?" Roland noticed that her eyes were slightly puffy.
"Everyone is catching up with the progress, how can I be embarrassed to go back to rest alone," Edith shrugged, "Just take it as an atonement for the last mistake."
Is this quite a criticism, Roland waved his hands indifferently and said, "You can directly come to the conclusion."
"Yes," she pointed to the one on the left side of the desk, "if you follow the normal marching method, the main force will definitely be noticed by the terrifying beasts, and how much they can do after that depends on the ability of the commander. Because Lack of information in this regard, so the staff directly assumed the worst-case scenario and concluded that the First Army could achieve its goal, but it would also be defeated by the devil itself. An army of 5,000 people could probably escape half way back. The danger of witches It’s not big, as long as we don’t take the risk, we should be able to return all of them.”
"This deduction is really harsh," Roland rubbed his forehead, "Is there a logistical problem?"
"That's right," Yidi said without shyness, "the supply route was attacked by the devil, and the First Army had to divide its troops to protect it, but it is impossible to completely contain the enemy. With the casualties day after day, the morale will be reduced. Continued setbacks and affect confidence on the front lines. After a week, the enemy's attack will become more elusive, while the main force begins to attack the enemy's camp. This part is arguably the easiest part of the battle, your army The Devil's Outpost was successfully destroyed, but a fire broke out in the rear."
"Never Winter?"
"No, it's a real fire - the devil noticed the abnormal performance of the hidden forest and decided to set it on fire. This will make the safe passage built by Miss Ye no longer exist, and if the transportation route is tripled, the First Army will Completely loses supplies and thus loses the firepower advantage over the enemy, so I can only choose to break through and retreat." Edith coughed twice, "Of course, we may set the number of devils a little more, but this is also uncertain, Judging from the other party's urgent actions, they probably won't give up the outpost easily."
Roland couldn't help laughing angrily, "It's okay to have too many enemies. Which bastard came up with the idea of setting fire to the forest?"
"Your Excellency Dawn Morning Light." Edith said slowly, "But after our analysis, as long as the time is long enough, the probability of the devil discovering that there is a problem with the Hidden Forest will increase, so this possibility cannot be ruled out."
Although Roland was well prepared, he was still a little depressed when he saw such an unoptimistic game for the first time. "What about the second one? Don't tell me it's the same result - you've been busy all night and just want to tell me you can't?"
But he also knew that if he wanted to compete with the devil in the fertile plains, land transportation would be a problem sooner or later. If he can easily deliver ammunition and food to the frontline soldiers, why should he work overtime to build a railway
"No, Your Majesty," the Northland Pearl chuckled, "The second plan is indeed different. Since we cannot guarantee the safety of the supply line, let it disappear completely."