This time, there was no doubt in his voice, and his words were powerful.
Kant's voice continued to come from the crystal ball: "The general situation is like this, I can make some basic requests, and the rest of the specific strategy will be formulated by Fatis and you. I will give Fatis another order , mainly based on the decisive battle plan he designated, and it is up to you to provide appropriate supplements!"
Kant thought that when it came to pure military talent, both Fatis and Rolf were stronger than him. There was no need for him to go overboard and help them designate a specific decisive battle plan. What's more, others are not at the junction of the North County Territory and the South County Territory, so it will be very difficult to formulate a specific decisive battle plan.
Rolf replied: "Okay, this time I will cooperate well with Fatis!"
Rolf understood that if he and Fatis were asked to formulate their final battle plans again, according to Kant's request, his final battle plan would definitely be inferior to Fatis'.
In terms of ability alone, he is confident that he will not be inferior to Fatis, but with his temperament, he really doesn't like it, and he is not suitable for formulating an upright decisive battle plan. On the contrary, Fatis is quite suitable for appointing such a decisive battle plan.
"Then, this call is over. Goodbye, Rolf!"
"Goodbye, my lord, it is an honor to listen to your suggestion!"
Two days have passed and it's a new week.
The army of the North County and the army of the East County have been disrupted and reorganized. Fast has assigned the Swadian light infantry and the Swadian infantry to be sandwiched between them. , Second, it also plays a supervisory role.
Coupled with the regulations announced by Fatis:
According to the level of military merits, titles are conferred, land is given according to the size of the battle results, and pensions are obtained according to the performance before death.
Such regulations completely stimulated the enthusiasm of these soldiers for war.
After just a few days of training, the entire infantry regiment took on a new look.
30,000 infantry.
3000 heavy cavalry.
2000 light cavalry.
Under the leadership of Fatis, they set off slowly from Masburg, headed south, and pointed to Fort Selia, fifty miles away, where 15,000 South County lead heavy cavalry were stationed.
Another 50 Swadian royal knights accompanied Fatis.
In the depths of the South County Territory, Rolf led 1,600 desert robbers, together with 30,000 miscellaneous soldiers led by the commander-in-chief of the rebel army, Kolod, and rushed towards the junction of the North County Territory and the South County Territory.
The decisive battle is approaching.
Once again, the system settled financially, and Kant had already cashed in dinars from the 50 carts looted from the headquarters of the Dark Red Sect.
Even if the financial expenditure this time amounted to more than 800,000 dinars, including more than 700,000 military expenditures, it was nothing to Kant.
After the settlement, Kant still had more than three million dinars left. If it is a normal period, it is enough to support him for one to two months.
However, it was a time of war, and Kant was doing his best to mobilize troops. The military expenditure must be getting higher and higher. The more than three million dinars may only last for three weeks.
Three weeks is not too short.
However, people have no long-term worries, but they must have near-term worries.
Due to the corruption of the situation in the South County Territory, a large number of caravans were plundered and killed in the South County Territory, making more caravans shy away from this trade route, which caused a great impact on the business of the salt mine in the past few weeks.
Thousands of bags of fine white salt were piled up in the central station of the Nalun Desert. Although some caravans still took a detour from the East County to the Lion Principality, and then passed through the Death Penalty Mountain to the North County, they successfully maintained part of the fine white salt. Salt proceeds.
But overall, the income of salt mines has not risen as expected, but has a tendency to shrink.
The dinars that can be exchanged for the golden eagle obtained by the weekly trading volume have changed from the original 400,000 to the current 200,000 dinars.
This is a big problem.
At present, the salt mine business is still the main source of Kant's dinar income, if you don't count the sudden wealth events like evacuating the Dark Red Sect.
From this point of view, the Lion Principality War must end as soon as possible.
At least it is necessary to restore stability to the South County Territory, so that the caravans of various ethnic groups can have a relatively smooth business route.
As long as the business route is smooth, it is not difficult to make the salt mine business earn millions of dinars a week with the salt mining in the Nanarun Desert and the production capacity of the salt workshop in the sentinel oasis.
At this time, on the Reese Niston River, 30 triremes of warships were in front, and 120 oars and sailboats were behind them, traveling in mighty speed.
Kan De'an sat in a room specially used for office work in the cabin, carefully reading a biography and legend about the God of War, Emond.
In front of the desk made of high-quality wood, there is a bright silver table on the left and right, and three pieces of high-quality beeswax purchased from the Silver Plate Empire are burning on each silver table, illuminating the entire room very brightly. The floor is covered with thick velvet carpets, and the wooden walls are hung with luxurious decorations, making the whole room look very luxurious.
There was a knock on the door.
"Come in!"
Kant said.
A royal Swadian knight entered.
The full-cover plate armor is polished smooth and translucent. Even if it is covered with a linen coat, it still shines silver under the candlelight, and there are exquisite patterns carved on it. It is not as beautiful as a battle-tested knight, but It is a work of art carefully crafted by the artist, the most perfect art of war!
The 3-meter-long heavy-duty armor-piercing cone gun is held in one arm, the kite-shaped shield on the left arm is inlaid with fine steel and is well-made, and the light blue cloak fluttering behind him, the gilded knight sword is pinned on the left waist, and A slender mace hangs on the right hand.
"My lord, Lionheart City is already in sight!"
The Swadia Royal Knight said respectfully.
Kant closed the biography and legend of the God of War, Emond, and sighed softly: "Lionheart City, finally arrived!"
There was endless emotion in this sigh.
A year ago, Kant left Lionheart City with 30 Swadian farmers and only 20 large silver coins.
Almost exiled.
Amidst the ridicule of nobles all over the city, he embarked on the journey to his territory—the Nalun Desert.
There were only 20 cavalry escorts, and they just regarded it as a task, and showed no respect for him.
Now, just one year.
He came back.
At this time, he is so powerful that he is the real master of the Nalun Desert and the controller of most of the Lion Principality; It can be said that the country is as rich as an enemy.
Kant came to the deck and looked at the majestic city that loomed in the distance, the city where he had lived for sixteen years. There was a touch of complexity in his eyes, which then turned into coldness.
From this, Kant's original intention was to surprise the Lion Heart City and cut off the economic lifeline of the Lion Principality. Fort, forming a double-teaming trend.
(end of this chapter)