"Rudolph, the list of generals who launched a battle against the alliance this time has come out." Gustav Von Seutekhaojian, who has been promoted to brigade general, walked into the office.
"Take me, it's the Golden Retriever again? Marshal Mükenberga, as commander-in-chief of the Space Fleet, made seven or eight attacks in ten battles. How could he be the generals of Mujer every time? Is there no generals in the imperial world?" Lieutenant General Rudolf von Favnier said dissatisfiedly as he looked at the list in his hand. As the list moved up, he saw the generals and troops under General Reinhart von Müjer, "Is the wheel of history..." a very light voice.
"What are you talking about? His Excellency Favnier."
"Nothing." Favnier no longer asked this question. "How about the supply and replenishment of the fleet now? Shuttkehaojian."
"Very good! All supplies have been completed. By the way, Rudolph, you often go to the Imperial Royal Library these days? Is there any good stuff in it?"
"No, it's just a little bit of boring information to slap the fleet in the future." Favnier obviously didn't want to mention this topic, and Shuttkehaojian also wisely took his leave.
Viscount Rudolph von Favneil, Lieutenant General of the Imperial **, is actually a man who travels through the endless world. What he has done these days is just to go to the Imperial Royal Library to download a large amount of scientific and technical materials since the AD, including all science and engineering materials, production line materials, materials, etc. Fortunately, it is now the interstellar era, and a device with a large fingernail can almost permanently store all the materials that can fill several huge libraries.
"Maybe it will be useful in the future..." This is what this man thinks.
However, now his fleet is only stationed in Odin and has only more than 6,000 ships.
In November 486, Reinhardt von Mürgell participated in the second expedition of the year. It was also the first expedition of his beloved flagship Berren Hill. The military merits made this time will add a layer of gorgeous reputation to him who inherited the family of Count Rojankram...
"Don't let anyone have any objections."
Reinhardt muttered to himself in his heart. The ruthlessness and the prisoners who scolded him all thought that getting the Earl's house was his ultimate goal. But for Reinhardt it was just Midway.
"I remember the current commander of Fortress Isherlen is your cousin?" Favnier asked his friend and subordinate chief of staff.
"Yes, he is the head of the family. Our family has been separated for a long time. But they have frequent contacts. After all, the family named Xiutechaojian is only these families in the universe." The Chief of Staff replied, "But he often scolds me, as if I am the super scum in Xiutechaojian's family."
"You are a lustful scum who sells fake medicines! Viscount Shuttkehaojian did nothing wrong! Hahahahaha"
"Aren't you the last and the lowest-class Favnier? Your family is not as good as mine! It's absurd and prodigal son from generation to generation! Especially you guys!" Shuttkehaojian was not afraid of his friend and superior getting angry at all - because he had known for a long time that his friend was a completely alien scum who was proud of his absurd and prodigal son from generation to generation.
"Okay, it seems that the battle is about to begin. Look at what will happen to this battle of Leguniza?" Sottkehaojian asked his friend in this way.
"Ah, it's actually just that. Anyway, whether it's the Alliance or the Empire, they are basically a group of guys with similar IQs. What kind of record can they achieve is to see who has a higher number. But now there is a little guy who likes to play game tactics, which will probably surprise the fools and fight some interesting battles. However, the little guy should pray that he is lucky enough, otherwise the fools' stubborn performance may make him suffer......"
On December 4, the news that the battle began came to Favnier's desk through super-light speed communication.
On December 16, Favnier received a report that the two sides began to disconnect. "The battle is over, and it is a battle that has not been obtained. The only meaning is that no matter what, we have consumed almost the same amount of power on the other side..."
Then there was General Mujer's performance in the battle, which made Favnier sigh: "The little guy is so lucky. He played another circle. He really thought it was playing games... Well, there was no danger to Mujer of this level - as his enemy, I pray that he would not be my companion."
"Yes, General Mugger has been unhappy with our fleet. If one day he becomes one of the three chiefs, he will definitely kick us into the Imperial**Far Prison. But in this way, Rudolph, the emperor is indulging this little guy, right?" Brigadier General Shuttkehaojian got the answer in the look of his friend's turn.
On December 30, Reinhart von Mürgell officially inherited the name of Earl Rojankram's family in the curse of countless nobles who were jealous and gritted teeth, and his military rank was also promoted to a first-class general.
In February 487, the first-class general of Reinhardt von Royoclah was officially ordered to command the siege of the Allied "rebels". The battlefield was booked in the Yasti Star Field, and the total number of troops attacked was more than 23,000 ships. The Imperial Space Fleet Command also seemed to have disgusted the "Golden Retriever" of the "Golden Retriever", assigning the 6,300 battleships of Lieutenant General Rudolf von Favnier to belong to Reinhardt.
"Well...... I'm really going to become a subordinate of the Golden Retriever this time!!! Ahhhhhh! It's really unhappy! He will definitely use various reasons to mess with us!" Fafnier shouted on the bridge of the flagship "Duisburg". His personal new flagship did not serve in this battle due to production delays.
"What a bad feeling! Your Excellency Favnier!" The person who spoke was a former friend Gustav von Seutekhauer, who had been accused of "unlimited violation of military discipline" and had been with Favnier for more than ten years. While nodding vigorously, he was also playing cards in his hand. Major Dick von Karl, the bad gambling gambler, and the commander of the Marine Corps.
Just as the three of them sighed, the bridge intelligence officer came to the news: "Your Excellency, the latest enemy information report is here."
Favnier looked up at the three-dimensional screen in the air. On the projected screen that occupied the left half of the podium, four arrow symbols appeared, from up, down, left and right directions, and directly pointed to the center of the screen. The arrows below were red, while the others were green.
"The red arrow is our fleet, and the green arrow is the enemy. The front of our army is the enemy's fourth fleet. According to judgment, the fourth fleet has a force of 12,000. The distance is 2.2 light seconds. According to the current direction and speed, it will be contacted in about six hours. On the left is the enemy's second fleet, with a force of about 15,000 ships and a distance of 2.4 light seconds. On the right is the enemy's sixth fleet, with a force of about 13,000 ships and a distance of 2.05 light seconds."
"Now I can only retreat! The number of enemies is 40,000, which is basically twice ours." said Brigadier General Xuttkehaojian.
"No, Gustav. Our enemy is a group of pigs! Their tactics are taught by their mother or grandmother, while their combat and strategy are taught by orangutans!" Lieutenant General Rudolf von Favneil asserted.
Because of the questioning eyes of a friend, Favnier stood up and clicked the red arrow with his finger, and then drew a circle clockwise along the Allies' fourth, sixth and second, "We are the inside line, this is the enemy, on the outside line."
"Sure enough! Defeat each one! No wonder Rudolph said they were a group of pigs! But why did they say that their tactics were taught by mother rather than orangutans? The same is true for combat science. Why are orangutans instead of mother?" Gustav Von Seutukhaojian asked, and Carl nodded.
"Oh, it's very simple. If the orangutans teach them tactics, they should at least rush forward. And if the mother teaches them battle learning and strategy, then they will at least learn mathematics and buy the most cost-effective operation and research. What is the purpose of this battle of the Allied Army? There are only two in total - either expel our army to protect the star field, or annihilate our army to protect the star field. No matter which goal you want to achieve, the most reasonable and least mistaken way is to push the three fleets together to push up and fight a regular war of attrition with our army. After contact, even if two fleets use head-on combat with our army, one fleet will use a fleet to detour to encircle our army's flanks, it is countless times smarter than the current three-party encirclement tactics! To say they are pigs, it would be an insult to the pig! At least pigs will gather together to assault." Favnier published a long speech.
"Your Excellency! Your Excellency Admiral Merkatz, Lieutenant General Foger, Major General Fallenheit and Major General Ellach are waiting for your answer in the visual communication." The words of the communication officer interrupted Favnier's further comment on the IQ of the Allied officers.
Favnier ordered the visual communication to be opened, and the huge three-dimensional screen was automatically divided into four pieces, each showing the face of a general.
"Ah, Mr. Merkatz. Hello, Mr. Merkatz." Favnier and Soutekhaujan said at the same time. General Velibau Yusim von Merkatz is an old soldier in his fifties. He is one of the few capable veterans among the emperors. He has served as an instructor and principal of the Imperial Higher Military Academy for several years due to physical reasons. He has taught Favnier and Soutekhaujan tactics, and has also punished these two lawless students many times.
"Ah, okay. Instructor, let's go to Commander Royankram to show his feelings." After a brief exchange, Favnier agreed to the request made by Admiral Melkatz. When the communication was closed, Favnier turned to Soutekhauer and said, "I said, does the Golden Retriever have the special ability to reduce the IQ of the people around you? Why can't the instructor see the fighter plane? It shouldn't be..."
"Oh! The enemy's total is 40,000 ships! It's twice that of ours!" Reinhardt said calmly.
"They seem to plan to surround our army in three directions."
"The faces of the veterans in our army are probably going to turn blue..."
A malicious smile flashed across Reinhardt's white face. He knew that he had been surrounded by the enemy from three sides, but he could not see any nervous expression.
"They are indeed blushing! The five admirals asked me to invite you to attend the emergency consultation!"
"Oh? Didn't they say they didn't want to see me again?"
“Are you not attending?”
"No! I'm going!... Go and give those guys some advice!"
In front of Reinhart were five people including General Merkaz, Lieutenant General Favnier, Lieutenant General Förge, Major General Förrenheit and Major General Ellach. This title seems a bit too much, because the oldest General Merkaz was less than 60 years old, and the youngest, Favnier was only twenty-eight years old. But Reinhart and Gilfiece were indeed too young for them.
"Your Excellency Commander, I am very grateful for your humble opinion!"
The representative of the group, General Merkaz, said. He had already joined the military citizenship before Reinhardt was born, and had rich knowledge and experience in both actual combat and military administration. Putting aside his medium figure, thick boned physique and sleepy eyes, he seemed to be just a middle-aged man with no characteristics, but his achievements and reputation were far above Reinhardt.
"I know what you're going to say."
Reinhardt formally responded to Merkaz's gift and said preemptively: "Our army is in an unfavorable situation. You just want to ask me to pay attention to this, right?"
"Yes! Your Excellency!"
At this time, Lieutenant General Fog took a step forward and replied.
"The enemy is twice that of our army, and it is surrounded from three directions. This also means that once it is in a state of war, the enemy will have the advantage."
Reinhardt's ice-blue eyes flashed with a clear light, and he looked directly at the Lieutenant General coldly.
"What you mean is that our army will be defeated?"
"I didn't say that! Your Excellency! It's a fact that our army is in an unfavorable situation. Look at the screen and you will understand..."
Seven pairs of eyes are concentrated on the projection of the command table.
Gilfiece pointed out the configuration of the two armies for Reinhardt, and there were tiles on the screen. Several soldiers outside the sound-blocking field stared at the superiors curiously. Lieutenant General Stutting glared at them, and then they looked away in panic. After coughing twice, Lieutenant General Fog spoke again.
"This time the formation is the same as that of the time. The Empire Space Fleet, which looked down on the Milky Way, attacked to quell the rebels who were called the Free Planet Alliance, but instead suffered a grudge against the defeat!"
"Is it the 'Dagon Annihilation War'?"
"Yes! It's indeed a regrettable defeat!"
The lieutenant general sighed heavily and continued: "The justice of war is completely maintained on the orthodox ruler of mankind - the Emperor of the Galactic Empire, and his loyal subordinates - our officers and soldiers. However, the cunning rebels used insidious tricks to make all of my loyal and brave elite troops buried in a void. In this battle, in order to avoid repeating the previous mistake, according to the foolish opinions of our subordinates, we must not be greedy for achievements and make rapid progress. We should retreat as soon as possible to protect our reputation!"
It's indeed a fool! What an incompetent rap guy! Reinhardt said in his heart, but said this: "You are indeed good at speaking! However, I don't agree with your opinion, because I don't plan to retreat!"
"...Why is the reason? I hope to hear it carefully!"
A swearing expression of "The child is unspeakable!" was written on Fog's face, and Reinhardt replied as if nothing had happened: "Because we have an overwhelming advantage over the enemy!"
"Isn't it just an inside battle, using the time difference and distance advantages to defeat each one? I've known it a long time ago." Lieutenant General Favnier's voice sounded, "The commanders of the Allied Army are probably born of pigs, and they are putting on this formation. I have to say, Lord Luo Yankram, your luck is really good."
Admiral Merkatz was a little annoyed and looked at Favnier helplessly. He had long been familiar with the student's hobby of being bad jokes, but he had become his target for jokes and was just a little helpless.
Lieutenant General Fog and Major General Ellach looked at the third youngest among all the officers present, while Major General Fallenheit was waiting to watch the show, with his aquatic eyes pointing out a quip expression. Many people say that he was from a lower-level nobleman and became a soldier in order to make a living. He is good at fast attacks and has strong mobility, but he is a little lacking in patience and resilience in defensive battles.
Reinhardt looked sour and forgot what he wanted to say for a moment, just like a proud child who was about to show off but was exposed by an adult. Finally, after coughing twice, he said, "The advantages I mentioned are as follows: First, compared with the enemy's dispersed forces from three directions, our army was only concentrated in one place. In terms of overall strength, the enemy has 40,000 ships and our army has 20,000 ships. It is true that the enemy has the advantage, but when concentrating firepower against one of the enemy, our army with 20,000 ships is more than any of the three enemy troops. At this time, our army gains the advantage! Second, first, according to the current route of the enemy's advance, once the war begins, if
We can defeat the fourth enemy fleet located on the front before they meet, and then the next target is the second or sixth fleet located on the left and right. At this time, we move from one battlefield to the next battlefield. Our army in the center is close to each other. No matter if we want to attack any of the two enemy troops, the other one will come to rescue. In addition, when the two armies have not yet started war, if the enemy changes its plan and moves to other battlefields, it will be necessary to detour and take a little more effort to give our army an opportunity to take advantage of. In this way, time and distance have become our army's weapons! In other words, our army has the two advantages of concentration of troops and dispatching maneuvers. This is not the condition for victory, what is it?"
The clapping sounded, which was the voice of Lieutenant General Favnier: "Okay, Your Excellency Luo Yankram's tactics are really wonderful! Dear colleagues, let's do it as it should. If you are lucky, you can at least severely damage the other two fleets. Even if you have the worst luck, you can still give an annihilation blow to the enemy's fourth fleet. Everyone, the military medal is waiting for us! Hahahaha."
The older Lieutenant General Commander's words cast a strange atmosphere on the conference room. The face of the first-class general Luo Yankram changed a few times and said, "Looking forward to your fighting! Okay, let's talk about specific tactics now..."
A scream suddenly echoed throughout the bridge! Unknown objects were found! The reconnaissance boat issued an emergency report!
"The Emperor** did not appear in the universe we speculated, but instead advanced rapidly towards our army and was about to contact the Fourth Fleet!"
"What, is this too unreasonable?"
Lieutenant General Pat couldn't help but sit up straight from his seat and said in an incredible tone.
A black-haired Asian brigadier general picked up the document placed on his operating table. This was a document recorded on paper. It has been four thousand years since the Chinese invented paper in ancient times. Since then, humans have been using paper to record texts and have not invented other alternatives. In fact, no other better alternatives are found.
This document was proposed by Yang, a combat plan that was just rejected by Lieutenant General Patt. He flipped through the page thoughtfully, and the words compiled by the word processor were vividly displayed on the paper.
"...The enemy cannot see the crisis of being surrounded, but will think it is a great opportunity to disperse our army to defeat each other. At this time, the first target of the enemy's attack is likely to be the Fourth Fleet located on the front. The Fourth Fleet's military strength is already weak, and the enemy can easily win before the other two fleets of our army arrive at the support. Next, the enemy's attack target will be the Second or Sixth Fleet, which depends on the enemy's choice. The method of dealing with the enemy is as follows: After a shallow battle, the fourth Fleet will slowly retreat to attract the enemy to pursue the victory; then use the second and Sixth Fleets to attack the enemy who pursue the victory with all their might. Repeat this trick to make the enemy run away, and finally encircle and annihilate it in one fell swoop. This tactic has a very high chance of success, but you must pay attention to the concentration of troops, maintain close contact with each other, and adapt to advance and retreat..."
Yang closed the report at hand and looked up at the wide-angle detector above, which was like a glass curtain wall. Hundreds of millions of stars were looking back at him coldly.
The young brigade general gave up the idea of blowing his whistle and began to get busy on his own operating table.