In war, for military generals, what they long for is to see through the fog of war and win the war. After all, war is a field full of uncertainties, and chance and enemy resistance will aggravate the uncertainties.
But how many people can see through the fog of war?
What should we do if we can't see through the fog?
The Imperial Base Camp is the center of the imperial military command in this war. They are the core figures of the Imperial Military. The Imperial Base Camp meeting consists of the Emperor, the Chief of Staff and Deputy Chief of Staff, the Chief and Deputy Chief of the Military Command Department, the First Minister of the General Staff Department and the Operations Section.
It consists of the commander, the first minister of the Military Command Department and the chief of the operations section; the Army Minister and the Navy Minister attended the meeting, but had no right to speak. Although the Prime Minister was included in the base camp, he did not participate unless invited.
Today's meeting was purely a military meeting, so the Prime Minister was not invited to participate, but other
When the generals walked into the conference room of the base camp in the palace, they saw the emperor standing by the wall, under the large oil painting "Crossing the Andes". This oil painting was somewhat similar to "Napoleon Crossing the Alps"
Similarly, the gloomy sky and the dangerous terrain strengthen the heroic momentum of the work, but the protagonist is different. The protagonist in the Alps is Napoleon, while the protagonist of this oil painting is an ordinary soldier. The young soldier points his fingers among the marching team.
Toward the high mountains.
Crossing the Andes... was the most important expansion in the history of the empire, and it meant... the beginning of the empire.
From that day on, the empire began its own path of conquest.
The generals who walked into this conference room today seemed to once again feel the sharp mountain wind of the Andes and the dangers of the mountain roads. It seemed that they had never left that place until now.
Yes, most of them are part of the painting. It was they who started the empire's path of conquest, and now, the empire is facing a new threshold.
Emperor Zhu Da held an unlit cigar between his fingers and just whispered:
"Report it."
Ren Huabang, Chief of Army Staff, briefly reported the situation:
"Currently, the main battlefield of the Imperial Legion is Africa. The purpose of operations in Africa is to drive the British and German forces to Africa. Although as of the end of last year, the Empire had recruited more than 3.2 million troops in various African colonies, but three-thirds of them
Both have been transferred to the European and North American battlefields. Currently, our army has less than 1.1 million troops in Africa. Considering that no more than 500,000 troops are used on the front line for colonial defense, the progress of the troops is limited. The recommendation of the staff is,
The newly recruited troops this year should be used to strengthen the local African legions in order to try to end the war in Africa..."
As Chief of Staff Ren Huabang, when reporting all this, there was no color in his words. When he finished speaking, the conference room was enveloped in silence. All the eyes of those attending the meeting turned to the emperor. But Emperor Zhu Da was also silent
Then, he picked up the cigar with his thumb and lit it. The smoke and the unique aroma of vanilla and nuts from "Bawang Cigar" filled the conference room.
Finally, Emperor Zhu Da’s voice sounded in the conference room:
"Africa is not our main battlefield. According to the Secret Treaty of the Four Nations, we have only included southern Africa into our sphere of influence. As for North Africa, Southwest Africa, Sudan, and Ethiopia, they have all been assigned to France, Rome, and Austria-Hungary. Even now, even if
We invested millions of troops, but what’s the final result? It’s nothing more than making wedding dresses for others. I won’t do this kind of loss-making business!”
Emperor Zhu Da's tone was the same as before, calm and majestic. Everyone who often listened to him could detect an unquestionable tone in his voice.
People have long been accustomed to this.
In fact, anyone who understands the empire's global strategy knows that Ming's ambitions for Africa have completely disappeared...there really is no ambition. Even southern Africa, including Namibia and South Africa, is fighting with the Boers, and will be in the future.
Support the Boers to rule South Africa. Of course, the local mining industry must be controlled by the empire.
"Our African policy is very simple, which is to digest, absorb and consolidate the current African colonies. Any more... will cause indigestion."
After taking a puff of his cigar, Emperor Zhu Da secretly thanked God. For what?
Thanks to the tens of millions of men in the four provinces of Japan who have worked hard and painstakingly for twenty years. They not only turned the wasteland into a fertile farm with their hard work, but also changed the color of the local area. Further expansion will definitely not be realistic.
After all, there are not many Japanese men brave enough to pick up black girls.
"What about the North American battlefield?"
Compared to Africa...North America, that is the most important place! It is also the key to the future of the empire.
Regarding His Majesty's decision, Ren Huabang just pursed his lips slightly, neither expressing agreement nor objection. After hearing His Majesty's inquiry, he immediately answered.
"Currently we have occupied Washington state, most of Oregon and parts of Iowa and Montana. According to the plan formulated by the staff, the Northern Front will begin to launch an offensive against the US military on the entire northwest front in mid-March. According to the mission
In order to achieve this goal, the General Staff developed the "Tornado Plan" last winter to capture California and penetrate the central region..."
When Ren Huabang was explaining the "Tornado Plan" of the staff system, Emperor Zhu Da tilted his head back slightly and stretched his chin forward. His hand holding a cigar was holding the table, and his left hand was holding the dragon's head of the chair.
armrest.
All the people in this conference room now - the generals sitting at the table, they all feel that His Majesty is now thinking about the probability of success of this plan. The one with more temples will win, and the one with less temples will not win. This principle has been used throughout the ages.
always like this.
"...According to the results of multiple war games, after the Battle of San Francisco, our army will not only occupy San Francisco and the entire California, but will also annihilate and capture 1.1 million enemies there. This will lay a solid foundation for our army's next move.
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After Ren Huabang directly reported the results of the war game, Emperor Zhu Da did not speak. He just sat there and meditated. Occasionally he would take a puff of cigar.
Annihilated 1.1 million enemies!
If the campaign objectives can be achieved, this will definitely be an unprecedented victory. Of course, it will also be a heavy blow to the Americans. The Americans have never truly experienced a cruel test of war, even the Civil War...
…so what?
After a moment, his eyes swept over the people present.
Finally, his eyes fell on Zhao Shiji, the Minister of Military Order.
"Regarding the plan for the Battle of San Francisco, does the Military Command have anything to add?"
"The Military Command agrees with this plan."
Zhao Shiji quickly replied.
Nodding, Emperor Zhu looked at Zhao Shiji and said.
"You should send a telegram to Peng Guoliang and ask him if he has anything to add."
It seems that His Majesty agrees!
At this moment, everyone seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: His Majesty's words already contained some meaning of agreement.
Now everyone is waiting for His Majesty's will.
Amid everyone's expectations, Emperor Zhu Da said directly.