"The casualties are too great, General." Captain Jack finally couldn't bear it anymore. As soon as he opened his mouth, the officers around him cast complex looks at him. Everyone knew that the casualties were heavy, but no one dared to speak to the General and the Imperial Sikkim Political Commissioner.
Mention this before.
"Son." After the general stared at the young captain for a long time, he said in a serious tone, "I know the casualties are serious, but we can't continue to advance unless we take the fortress in front of us."
This is also something everyone knows. The scorched earth policy implemented by the Chinese is very effective. After the British troops entered the Chinese-controlled area, they could not find a habitable house or requisition a kilogram of food. Instead, they had to allocate manpower and material resources.
Go clean up the smelly animal carcasses piled on the roadside to prevent the occurrence of infectious diseases.
In this era, the consumption of bullets was not as terrible as in later generations, especially the British troops. Most of them were equipped with bolt-action rifles. The ammunition carried by the troops was enough to last for a while. However, people had to eat. After the invasion began,
The British army could not find anything to eat. Even if they surrounded the Gyantse Fortress, all the people in the surrounding land had fled, leaving nothing for the British army.
The ability to implement the scorched-earth policy so thoroughly was due to Tibet's theocracy and serfdom. Although this was an appallingly backward system in the eyes of the British, the "convenience" aspect of this system made the British
The army is suffering unspeakably.
Therefore, the British army must capture Gyantse. A fortress with such a large garrison must have a large amount of food and ammunition stored in it, which is the key to winning this war.
"General..." The captain wanted to say something else, but was stopped by the general's sharp eyes.
"We are soldiers, the queen's sharp sword, and we need to complete the tasks assigned to us, no matter what the reason is - no matter whether there is a reason or not. The good news is that from the intelligence we have received, the Tibetans do not have many machine gun bullets in their hands.
At the rate they are using it now, they will soon run out of ammunition."
At this moment, the head of the Second Royal Knights, Knight Grania of the Round Table, suddenly joined the conversation: "The Royal Knights are ready to carry out offensive operations. Although nearly 40% of the knights are not adaptable to the plateau environment, I think
Our combat power is enough to annihilate the Tibetan goddess stationed in Gyantse."
Plateau is another obstacle in front of the British army. Due to the lack of breathability of the British general's armor, when the driver starts the force guidance device, it is easy for the driver to be unable to withstand the mental pressure of the force guidance device due to lack of oxygen.
She fell into a coma. Similarly, Shenji, who relies heavily on her mental state to fight, also became unable to fight because she was not adapted to the plateau environment.
The new equipment of the Royal Knights cannot adapt to the plateau environment, which forces the girls of the Knights to switch to old equipment.
In contrast, the plateau general wind armor equipped by Zang Jun monks can adapt well to the plateau environment, not to mention the native Tibetan goddess.
However, the number of Tibetan goddesses was too small, so they never took the initiative to attack the British army. They only took to the air to confront the Royal Knights when they were cruising in the air.
Tibetan plateau generals were deployed at key locations in the fortress to supplement machine gun firepower.
If the Royal Knights went into battle, the attack on Gyantse Fortress would be much easier. Even the general himself was lost in thought.
At this time, White, the British political attaché in Sikkim, expressed his position: "No, Your Excellency Grania. We don't know what is waiting for us behind. The Royal Knights must recuperate unless the glorious British Army really has no way to rely on its strength."
We can take Gyantse by ourselves, or the Shenji of Zang Army will be the first to join the battle, otherwise we should not dispatch the Royal Knights."….
Grania glanced at the political commissioner, said "Oh" and said no more.
This 19-year-old Knight of the Round Table has the reddish hair color that is very common among Scots. His tall and slender figure complements the red and black standard military uniform of the Knights. No wonder the young officers in the conference room have their eyes quietly on it.
It lingers on her.
It is the dream of many British boys to marry a Knight of the Round Table. Many of them join the army just for this reason, and serving the motherland comes at the back.
Every once in a while, the British government will marry a Knight of the Round Table to a civilian officer with outstanding military exploits to inspire the people and troops. At this moment, it has been forty-six years since the last Knight of the Round Table married a civilian.
Everyone thought it was time for a new round table to be married.
Maybe the young people who perform outstandingly in this Tibet campaign will be favored by the goddess of luck.
This is also the most important reason why Commissioner White insisted that Grania come down from the airship to attend this meeting with former enemies. He needed this beautiful girl to boost the morale of the young officers.
Of course he would not let go of the opportunity in front of him.
"Gentlemen," said the Political Attaché, speaking with the same panache as when he was speaking in parliament, "do you want to hand over the responsibility of the offensive to beautiful ladies? Do you want to make the Chinese think that we cannot win the war without relying on women?
Really? Gentlemen, for the sake of your glory, at least force the enemy to join the battle of Shenji first, right?"
The young officers looked at each other in confusion. At this moment, someone said: "Before that, can we have a lunch with real meat in the broth?"
This made White's face look very ugly.
"There will be. The new supply team has already set off from Sikkim."
**
The All Domain Annihilation is sailing at the northern foot of the Himalayas, less than half a day's journey from Yadong.
Lin Youde stood on the bridge, admiring the continuous snow-capped mountains scenery outside the window.
Josephine stood beside him, leaning against his shoulder.
"My dear, why do you need to make this trip yourself? This is not a battle that requires your personal command."
"My wife is going to the battlefield and I'm here to support her. Is there any problem with that?"
Lin Youde put his arms around Josephine's waist, which was still slender even after giving birth, and kissed his wife's forehead gently.
"But you also have a wife who is eight months pregnant. No matter what, you should stay with her, right?"
Lin Youde couldn't help but smile bitterly. It wasn't that he didn't want to accompany her, but that as long as he showed signs of special care for her, the girl would stubbornly refuse to accept these cares. Even if Lin Youde used the child in her belly as an excuse, it wouldn't work.
"I will take good care of myself and take good care of the children. You don't have to worry about anything. Please do what you should do." Ba always said this. She seemed not to have thought that this would make her husband feel lonely.
.
Although traditional good wives and mothers consider it their duty to share their husband's worries, Lin Youde felt that Ba had gone too far. Moreover, somehow, Lin Youde began to sympathize with Lin Shenhe, who was still a little baby, and he would definitely be severely punished by Ba in the future.
The lessons were taught over and over again. Lin Youde was a naughty master when he was a child, but his father implemented laissez-faire and made a three-part agreement with Lin Youde: firstly, don’t break the law; secondly, father will control you until you are eighteen years old. After that, you can study if you have any books.
I will continue to provide for you. If not, I will give you a big bowl. It’s up to you whether you want to work or beg for food. Third, keep your word to women.
Miraculously, after three chapters of the agreement, Lin Youde was very confident. Although he did a lot of bad things, he finally passed the key exam. Although he was in danger of being dismissed after getting into the key university, he finally graduated from a key university and found a job safely.
, life is quite valuable.
But Lin Shenhe's life obviously can't be so comfortable...
Son, my father has suffered for you for his own sexual happiness - Lin Youde said silently in his heart to his son who was far away in Helang Yabo.
Seeing that Lin Youde didn't speak, Josephine smiled and shook her head.
"I have to admit that many of my ideas are completely different from Ba's. But one thing I know very well is that she is being a good wife in her own way."
"I know," Lin Youde moved his hand around Josephine upwards and stroked her smooth blond hair, "It's just that she shared her worries so thoroughly that it made me a little lonely."
"Don't worry, when the childbirth is over, she will be eager to return to your bed, dear, I can guarantee this." Since there were other people on the bridge, Josephine lowered her voice and deliberately said this.
His mouth was close to Lin Youde's ear.
But this gesture seemed to others to be affectionate, and the two young officers on duty on the bridge were already extremely embarrassed.
Lin Youde looked at the profiles of the two young men who were actually not much younger than him, and was about to suggest to his wife, "Let's go back to the cabin to make out and have another shot at the same time," when the ship's broadcast rang.
"This is the confidential room, Mr. Lin, we have received a secret message from Sikkim."
When Lin Youde heard this, he couldn't help but clapped his hands and said, "It's finally here. It's worth waiting for us in this cold place for so long."