Chapter nine hundred and ninety-eight summary meeting (seeking monthly ticket)
July 4, 834 in the Julian calendar.
The port of Hafs has been put under full martial law.
Wearing armor and holding sharp swords, the black-clad military police formed patrol teams one after another. With the headquarters as the center, they patrolled constantly within a ten-kilometer radius. They watched all the movements around them vigilantly.[
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At this time, the headquarters of Laohe's army was extremely well-defended, with no water leaking or a pin inserted.
Although the common people in the city were not as sensitive as the people in the imperial city, when they saw this movement, they all smelled a strange smell in the air and knew that something big was about to happen. They all closed their doors obediently.
mouth.
When walking on the street, a fart must be made as low as possible, so as not to attract the attention of the menacing military police.
In the city, the headquarters of the Laohe Army was extremely lively at this time.
Outside the main conference room, a large group of soldiers in military uniforms gathered early.
Each of them carried shining gold stars representing generals on their shoulders, and badges representing different components of Lao He's army were pinned to their chests.
If the young staff officer passing by accidentally takes a look, he will be blinded by a large dazzling Venus.
The smarter officers in the headquarters were all hiding away at this time.
Grandma, if nothing else, just walking this way requires at least a few salutes, although at the same time, you can curse "son of a bitch" dozens of times in your heart.
But even so, I can't stand it.
Not to mention, if one of them fails to take care of him during the salute and misses a bastard, who knows if the grandson will hold a grudge and put his little shoes back on.
Therefore, it is better not to interfere with this kind of gathering of senior military officers.
These generals were in high positions, but they did not pay attention to the resentment of the small officers. They were gathering in groups of two and three, talking and laughing with each other.
Some are polite, courteous, and considerate when talking to others.
Some were straightforward and forthright, with rough voices, and laughed unbridled at the top of their lungs.
There are also people who are secretly hiding aside, whispering small words, and discussing something.
These generals are the military commanders of all the legions under Lao He's army.
Their arrival also marked the official end of the first phase of the overall exercise of the Laohe troops after two months.
After this two-month-long exercise, half a million peacekeepers are now scattered across the land north of Almohad like beans.
Immediately after the exercise ended, all corps commanders received orders from the headquarters to return to the peacekeeping force headquarters as soon as possible to participate in the Laohe force summary meeting held on July 4th.
Although the generals immediately set out to come as soon as they received the order, after all, they were stationed too scattered. At this time, they were still not fully present.
From time to time, a regiment commander, sweating profusely and covered in dust, would come in from outside and join the noisy crowd.
Moreover, as the number of people increases, every time someone arrives, there will be a burst of cheers and enthusiastic greetings from the crowd.
At this time, another general strode in while slapping the dust off his body.
Someone from the side immediately came up to meet him and laughed loudly: "Hey, General Yeke, you are finally here. Brother, I have been waiting for you to open your eyes for a long time.
You have been assigned to a good group this time, more than half of which are from the Holy See. You must have earned a lot of points, right?"
General Yeck rubbed the back of his head, laughed heartily, and said: "There, don't just look at the Holy See's legions. The other legions in my group are all garrison near Ruman, and they are as hard as Maple Leaf Danlin.
The dry bread in the cafeteria of the Military Academy is just like the dry bread, each one is harder to chew than the last."
Although his voice was rude, he seemed to read the words "Maple Leaf Danlin Military Academy" very seriously, intentionally or unintentionally.
The generals nearby couldn't help but have a trace of jealousy flashing in their eyes: another bastard who got lucky.
The person who can tell the story of "Maple Leaf Danlin Military Restaurant" in such an understatement must have graduated from Maple Leaf Danlin like Lord Luo.
Although everyone knows that Lord Luo has always been as clear as water, as clear as a mirror, and can discern everything, he has always been very protective of his classmates.
The general who just started talking knew that General Yeck was showing off, and when he saw the jealous looks from others next to him, he smiled proudly. The reason was simple, he also graduated from Maple Leaf Danlin.
He paused for a while and asked the attendant to hand over a glass of ice water. Then he continued: "I say, Yeck, you damn boy, stop complaining here.
In addition to Ruman's, aren't there also legions from the Holy See who will give you points?
There are only two Holy See legions in my group, fighting to be rotated."
As he spoke, he handed over the ice water in his hand.
General Yeck was not polite, raised the ice water, and drank it all. Then he sighed happily: "Grandma, I still enjoy drinking this ice water." Then he moved the empty cup in his hand to the side and took it from the tray in his hand.
After putting it down, I picked up another glass of ice water and took another big sip.
He wiped the water droplets on his beard, and then continued: "Hey, don't mention it, those guys in the Holy See are very sneaky. Although they were just like vegetable buns at first, I don't know where to fight them later.
After getting chicken blood, I picked up the plain and open terrain and fought hard with me.
If there is a battle, although I am 100% sure that I can still win, many young men will not be able to come home with me alive."
After listening to his words, the general also felt a little heavy in his heart.
There is no immortality in a war. In conventional warfare, no matter how beautiful the victory is, "If you kill three thousand enemies, you will only suffer eight hundred losses."
Not to mention, among the bastards of the Holy See Army are not only priests, but also many people who are fanatical believers. Under their leadership, the morale of the army can be greatly boosted.
Head-on confrontation is indeed a tough nut to crack.
And after such a long period of exercises, they have also accumulated Dali's military experience, making it increasingly difficult to deal with them.
The man paused for a moment, then changed the subject and said: "By the way, how many points do you have now?" General Yeck raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, raised his head slightly and said to himself: "Not many, that's all.
Thirty-eight points. Haha, hahahaha..."
The person next to him counted on his fingers and exclaimed: "That doesn't mean you won nine games."
General Yeck had a regretful expression on his face, shook his head and sighed: "There is no way, the Tenth Army of the East is a strengthened army, with three thousand more people than us.
Those guys took advantage of the crowd to act hooligan. At that time, I roped in all the cooks, but they still couldn't fight. There was nothing I could do.
What about you, Lao An?
How many points did you get?" The general named Lao An lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Forty-four points." "I rely on perfect scores~!" Everyone looked at him with wide eyes.
"Luck, luck, haha, hahaha," the perfect general said calmly, but everyone saw that his mouth was almost grinning.
Then he sighed again and said: "Oh, brother, my group is the most tragic. There is not even a Holy See legion, so you can't even score points if you want to." Everyone secretly cursed in their hearts: Pretend, just pretend, you girls.
Why do these people from the Eastern Legion have the same virtues as the Grand Duke?
Every time I speak, there is a physical urge to "slap him well?"
At this time, there was a commotion at the door, and everyone looked back curiously.
I saw a handsome young man walking in with big strides, and the generals nearby were pointing at him.
He is in his thirties, and among the army commanders whose average age is in their forties, he is indeed just a junior.
He has a square face, a tall nose and a wide mouth, and has a dignified appearance. His skin has been tanned by the sun. His military uniform is neatly trimmed with shiny military ranks and logos. Even his hair is neatly combed.
It can be seen that this man is a very important person. Compared with him, the other army commanders on the scene are like a group of civilians who have just finished work.
He had a friendly smile on his face and greeted everyone he met thoughtfully.
"Who is this guy?" The generals gathered together asked one after another.
"The star among us is Archbishop Sandos." "Oh." Those who didn't know suddenly realized and sighed: "He is the little strong guy who can't be beaten to death." "This guy is so lucky." "We have to admit it.
, this guy is quite capable, at least he is very capable in defeating battles.
"Hahahahaha" everyone suddenly burst out into a burst of ominous laughter.
When Archbishop Sandos walked into the noisy conference hall, he was also shocked by the scene in front of him.
Nearly a hundred generals in charge of legions gathered together. To outsiders, it looked like a group of lions and beasts gathering together to discuss how to carve up prey.
That aura is not so powerful that even the faint of heart would not dare to move forward.
"I am one of them." Archbishop Sandos thought to himself, feeling that the past two months had been like a dream.
However, considering that he still had a negative score, Archbishop Sandos felt a little guilty and wondered if these people would treat him like a fool and laugh at him.
Finally gritting his teeth, he pulled up his clothes, adjusted his cuffs, and walked into the crowd.
The commander of the Ruman Army next to him seemed to recognize him immediately, smiled kindly, and nodded slightly to Archbishop Sandos.
A commander of the Holy See Legion who was chatting with someone came over and took the initiative to hold the hand of Archbishop Dodos, exchanged greetings with the archbishop, then patted him on the shoulder and said several words of encouragement.
Archbishop Sandos was nervous and could not remember the other party's name for a moment, but he could see that the legion commander was not a clergyman, but a veteran.
Archbishop Sandos breathed a sigh of relief, feeling okay, it didn't seem that bad.
Several legion commanders who were gathering not far away waved to him and said: "Ram, this way.
Archbishop Sandos looked familiar to those people, but couldn't remember their names. However, from the badges on their chests, it could be seen that they were all commanders of the Holy See Legion.
Seeing Archbishop Sandos coming over, several people greeted the Archbishop warmly.
One of them impressed Archbishop Santos deeply. He had a huge aquiline nose, sunken eye sockets, a thin face, a figure as tall and thin as a bamboo pole, a rigid and serious expression, sharp eyes, and a thin mouth.
The tightness makes people feel very cold.
Through someone's introduction, Archbishop Sandos knew that this striking-looking general was the commander of the 25th Legion of the Holy See.
What surprised Archbishop Sandos was that the commander of the 25th Legion was actually an archbishop.
Archbishop of Sè Salis, Archbishop of Delphi, Kalambaka.
Archbishop Santos was a little surprised. He looked at Archbishop Kalambaka up and down carefully for a long time. He thought to himself, it turns out that besides himself, there is also an archbishop who insists on being on the front line of the war. It seems that this man is also a fierce man~!
Archbishop Santos greeted Bishop Kalambaka warmly, but Archbishop Kalambaka just nodded coldly, said "Hello" and said no more.
Archbishop Sandos thought to himself: This guy seems to be difficult to deal with.
A veteran with a big white beard next to him smiled and patted Archbishop Santos on the shoulder, saying: "Kalambaka has such a temper, don't worry about it, Xiao Sang. He is a rare scorer in our Vatican team.
is a positive number."
Archbishop Sandos was shocked and thought to himself: This is a great person.
Then I remembered that story. During the first phase of the march, the Holy See had more than thirty legions, but only one legion arrived at the designated location on time. It seemed that it was the one in front of me.
The veteran said with emotion: "Now you two are the only generals who are born as archbishops. In the future, you will be the pillars of the Holy See. You two should be closer to each other."
Archbishop Santos reached out his hand and said with a smile: "Archbishop Kalambaka, your 25th Legion is the best in our Vatican family. I have admired you for a long time."
Archbishop Kalambaka stretched out his hand as thin as a bamboo pole, shook Archbishop Santos's hand tightly, and said dryly: "Me too, you are also very powerful."
Archbishop Kalambaka's hand was so strong that Sandos almost screamed when he squeezed it. He secretly wondered: How did this guy become the archbishop?
First of all, the appearance is not good. The bishops and archbishops of the Holy See, as the head of the first district of the Holy See, have to stand in front of the stage to preach, manage religious affairs, and defraud other people's money, especially those ignorant women's money.
First of all, the first thing is to be long and beautiful.
Being too tall will damage the image of the Holy See. Although the cardinals of Vatican are not young,
Yes, but they are also extremely handsome, generally on the level of Sean and Connery.
Of course, looks are not the only thing, but it is not easy to climb up if you are ugly. Moreover, this guy also seems to have a very weird personality. He said two sentences in a long time, which totaled less than ten words.
You can rise to the position of archbishop of a diocese just by doing so, either because you have extraordinary ability or because you are extremely tough.
Although Archbishop Santos was very curious and wanted to know how this guy did it, his attitude was cold. Archbishop Santos asked him three questions before he answered, and they all responded with "ah", "um" and "yes".
It made Archbishop Santos lose his temper.
At this time, a staff officer walked into the conference hall, stood at the front desk and clapped his hands. When everyone calmed down, the staff officer loudly said: "Generals, the deputy commander-in-chief will be here soon. Please take a seat.
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Upon hearing this, the legion commanders rushed into the conference hall. Archbishop Sandos, adhering to the noble demeanor, waited until everyone else had almost entered before he walked in calmly.
Looking around, there were not many empty seats around, and the generals who were familiar with each other gathered together and whispered.
Archbishop Kalambaka opened a seat, waved his hand to Archbishop Sandos, and said: "Your Excellency Sandos, here."
Sandos smiled and thought to himself: This guy is not so cold.
When Lorraine and Leo walked into the conference hall, the first thing they saw was a mass of black heads.
The staff officer at the door loudly shouted: "The deputy commander-in-chief has arrived, everyone stands up~!"
The crowd stood up cheering and raised their arms to salute Lorraine.
In the hall, the clang of military boots resounded loudly.
Lorraine briefly glanced at the dark heads below, nodded, then waved his hand and said: "Sit down. Today we are holding this plenary meeting to summarize the experience of the first exercise.
Everyone sat down suddenly, and there was silence in the hall for a while.
Lorraine looked at the dense golden generals in front of him and said: "This exercise has achieved our goal in general. It has trained the team and let those chicks who have never been on the battlefield know what war is like.
"There was a burst of laughter from the generals below. Everyone knew that Lorraine was talking about the Holy See's team.
Lorraine himself smiled and said: "According to the rules set before the exercise, the ten legion commanders with the lowest points will be demoted by half a level and retained. The ten legion commanders with the most points will be promoted by half a level."
Some of the generals lamented, and some smiled. The ones who lamented were the several legion commanders of the Holy See. They inherited the mess left by their predecessors, and they were already at a disadvantage at that time. In addition, the quality of the officers and soldiers under their command was really bad, and they could not fight hard.
Didn't get it back.
Lorraine said: "This exercise exposed many problems, the most important of which is unprofessionalism. Each regiment commander will hand in your report and formulate a special training plan to strengthen targeted training."
"Yes~!" the generals replied in unison.
Lorraine nodded, hummed, and said: "I will announce the second exercise plan now. This time we will practice large-corps combined operations."
The legion commanders looked at each other, and some of them sighed inwardly: Why are we still practicing? If we continue to practice like this, how long will the war last?
Some people nodded in agreement, thinking that Lorraine had done a very thoughtful job and that it would not be appropriate to start a war with Hadou rashly before the troops were fully prepared.
Lorraine pointed to the large map behind him and said: "In this exercise, ten legions will be used as one group, and the combat zone will be demarcated based on the current location of each legion. Two to three groups will form a front army, and the large armies will directly confront each other during the exercise.
." The expressions of the army commanders became solemn, and they sat upright in their chairs and even looked at Lorraine attentively. They knew that this time they were going to simulate a real war with Hadou...!