Roy stood in the corner and watched secretly. From the moment Mo Ya proposed the alliance proposal, the atmosphere seemed a little subtle. Everyone's expressions on their faces were different. Some were surprised, some sneered, some frowned...
Different expressions form the same word - suspicion!
Roy is not very good at the military. The various survival skills taught by the various teachers in his childhood did not include the unprofitable profession of commanding the army and strategic analysis. Moreover, they all came from the lowest level of society.
The three religions and nine streams are not good at this kind of strategizing game.
Therefore, in terms of military affairs, Roy is completely a layman. Although he is also concerned about the war situation, his judgment of the war situation is not based on knowledge and theory, but entirely from intuition.
Now, Roy's intuition was telling him that Mo Ya's proposal was correct!
As we all know, the Saint Solan Empire is like a piece of loose sand.
When Philip's cavalry followed the direction of Peter I's finger to capture the city, Philip's army did not know whose command it should listen to. When Philip's nobles were operating at full strength under the command of a voice, like a sophisticated war machine,
The nobles of the Saint Solan Empire are still wary of each other.
Although Edward I made great efforts to this end, the empire's decades-old abuses cannot be solved overnight.
The current empire is in a complete mess. Edward cannot command Donald's people, and the orders of the military and headquarters cannot be effectively implemented. The two frontier legions and the five knights go their own way, and the nobles from various places are based on geography and distance.
Standards stick together.
Command, logistics and coordination in all aspects were so chaotic that it was hard for Roy to believe that what Saint Solan was conducting was an empire-level war. Even the division of labor and cooperation between him and Oliver in catching rabbits in the jungle were clearer than this.
Take the southwest as an example. The troops in the Lulian War Zone alone include the Red Leaf Knights, the Fifth and Twelfth Legions of the Frontier Army, as well as noble armed forces from different regions and Archduke Adolf’s own troops. It’s incredible.
Yes, although these troops belong to the same war zone, they do not have any reporting relationship with each other.
Nominally, Archduke Adolf, as the master of the Principality of Lullian, has the highest command authority. However, during the battle of Meding City, he even had to rely on the support of the royal family and the military to allow the Fifth Army to accept the front-line battle of guarding Meding City.
The plan was just like this, but in the end, it was tricked by the Fifth Army. The whole army was almost annihilated.
If it were the Philip Empire, the army commander, Marquis Perry, would have been executed by the Royal Military Judge. But in the Saint Solan Empire, Adolf didn't even wait for an apology from Perry. Moreover, if he still wanted to lose his territory or
If assistance is obtained, then it is best for him to remain silent.
It's terrible, and it's ridiculous, but that's how it is.
If Mo Ya's judgment is correct, then Roy fully believes that soon the attacking Fei Lie army will be like an iron rod, destroying the Longmen Theater in the west, the Lulian Theater in the south, and the southwest nobles in between.
The territory is skewered together. It's like skewering three pieces of bloody mutton and putting them on a blazing grill!
The fate of these three regions will be entangled, becoming a grasshopper on a rope. Without unified command and mobilization, he simply can't imagine how this war can continue?
However, just looking at the expressions on everyone's faces, Roy knew that this was not an easy task. Whether it was the frontier generals or nobles like Ashley, they were accustomed to controlling everything by themselves. No one wanted to
Put your own army under the command of others.
Moreover, even if they were willing, the people behind them would not allow it. The army is the ultimate power. Putting the army into other people's hands is as unsafe as putting a knife into other people's hands. If you admit the other party's
If you have the right to command, it's like putting your own head in a noose!
Therefore, in the conference room at this moment, there is nothing but silence.
Grand Duke Adolf didn't seem to expect that Moya would make such a suggestion, and he was a little embarrassed for a moment. The gazes of everyone made him feel that the dance he held and the meeting he convened seemed like a premeditated power grab.
"Mo Ya," Grand Duke Adolf looked at Mo Ya, his voice was low and urgent, "What are you..."
"My proposal is entirely based on the war situation," Mo Ya looked around calmly, "I think everyone understands our situation and should also know that only by uniting and fighting side by side can we possibly compete with the Feili people!
"
"Miss Moya, with all due respect, you may be too nervous," Marquis Ashley raised his brows and said calmly, "The dangers you predicted were all caused by the bad minds of the Feili people in the western theater.
Based on Lulian’s assumption, I don’t think that will happen, and even if it happens, we will still have the ability to defeat them!”
With that said, Ashley turned to look at Archduke Adolf: "I believe this is not my old friend's idea. He would never use this method to calculate others."
Old Ashley's words were almost as clear as pointing to the nose and saying that Moya and the royal family were using Adolf to seize power.
The atmosphere became increasingly awkward and tense.
The nobles had different expressions. Philip smiled bitterly and remained silent. Qiu Shanhai, commander of the Twelfth Legion of the Frontier Army, half-closed his eyes and seemed to be about to fall asleep.
"This is my idea," Mo Ya stared at Marquis Ashley and said, "If anyone thinks this is a calculation, they would be looking down on me. Believe me, if I want to calculate someone, I will never do it.
It won’t be done this way.”
Everyone was stunned. No one doubted Mo Ya's words. The reason was simple - for the Supervision Department, this method was too gentle.
Marquis Ashley snorted coldly and turned his head away.
He is not afraid of Mo Ya, but if he still wants to maintain a good mood in the future, he will not try to provoke those monsters from the Supervision Department.
"This is just my suggestion," Mo Ya looked around, "It's up to you to decide whether to accept it or not. However, there are some things I must say upfront..."
"...First of all. Among the twelve frontier legions and five knights of the empire, excluding the destroyed fourth and ninth legions and the troops deployed in the three theaters, the military headquarters has
We only have four frontier legions and three knights: the Tigers, the Star Shields, and the Raging Bears."
Mo Ya's voice was a little cold.
"These troops are already stretched thin for the defense of the imperial capital and surrounding areas. Once the southwest war situation deteriorates, the imperial army will not be able to dispatch a single soldier for support. To be able to achieve this step, His Majesty has done his best."
Everyone whispered to each other for a while.
"Secondly, Fei Lie's army breaks through the Longmen Theater and goes south, which will bring great pressure to the south. If..." Mo Ya looked at Marquis Ashley, "Marquis Ashley and his friends cannot stop them.
Philip's attack. Then, not only will Lulian's back be exposed to the butcher knife of Philip's army, but the large number of refugees pouring into Lulian will also bring more problems, such as food, public security, and epidemics...
...If you are not careful, the entire Lulian theater will collapse."
Mo Ya's sharp gaze swept across everyone's faces.
"I must issue a warning△As a member of the Saint Solan Empire. What you defend is not only your territory, but also the territory of the empire♀As a noble, you assume the responsibility from the moment you swear allegiance...
.." She walked slowly in front of Marquis Ashley: "I will not interfere with your choice. As long as I can win, I will be happy to see it happen. But if this leads to the corruption of the war, I swear, I will pursue it to the end!"
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The meeting is over.
When the worried generals and lords left one after another, Sophia accompanied Mo Ya into the garden.
"Mo Ya, you should not threaten Uncle Ashley, he is an old friend of my father." Sophia's silver-white shawl hair cast a light yellow halo in the light of the lantern. Unicorn
The dusk came silently from the woods and circled around her affectionately.
"It will no longer be the case soon." Mo Ya looked at Sophia and said seriously, "He is Donald's man. He had already taken refuge in Donald three years ago."
"I know." Sophia gently stroked Dusk's face.
"Since you know, then you..." Mo Ya frowned.
"Father believes that it is just different choices for everyone. Uncle Ashley has his difficulties. Donald may not be able to do anything to us, but he can threaten Uncle Ashley's family," Sophia said, "And even if there is no
In this case, my father will not accept such a proposal♀ It makes him feel that he is taking advantage of the situation."
"This is war!" Mo Ya said loudly, "He cannot put the entire southwest in danger just for the sake of friendship and face."
Her suddenly amplified voice startled Roy, who was following them seven or eight meters away.
Sophia lowered her head, stroking Dusk's smooth skin, and said nothing.
Mo Ya took a deep breath, calmed down, and whispered: "You should know that this is unfair to the empire and everyone. If you rule here, you should bear the responsibility. Once the war situation deteriorates, you know how many people will die.
?”
Sofia nodded and looked at Mo Ya calmly: "But this is not just our responsibility, isn't it?"
The two looked at each other.
After a long time, Mo Ya sighed, turned to look into the distance, and said: "I admit that the four major families also have a lot of responsibility for today's results. In the past few years, in order to suppress the imperial power, we have given Donald too much power.
Opportunities. So much so that now we can’t even communicate to the outside world unanimously.”
"What about this time," Sophia said calmly, "If His Majesty Edward cannot achieve your goal, have you prepared a second plan...for example, choosing a new leader?"
Mo Ya suddenly turned around and said word by word: "Believe me, there are five major families in the Saint Solan Empire. Maybe there will be conflicts of interest between us, but now, we will definitely stand on the same front!"
"I believe you," Sophia said, "but I don't believe other people around you."
"Forget it, let's not argue about this issue," Mo Ya smiled bitterly and shook her head. "The biggest problem now is that this empire no longer looks like a complete country. If fifty years ago, war would be
Everything. A wartime decree can throw anyone who disobeys the order into prison. But now..."
She was silent for a long time before saying bitterly: "The nobles have forgotten their oath of allegiance for a long time. Everyone is used to standing aside and watching Donald fight with the royal family and seeking benefits from it. Even this war, in their eyes,
, it’s just a bigger opportunity... Do you know why Sherlock died?"
"Why?" Sophia asked.
"He is treason!" Mo Ya said one word at a time, "We can tolerate him being Donald's dog, and we can tolerate his other mistakes. However, we cannot tolerate him knowing that the Feili people are about to send troops, but he says
Don't say a word. Let the Ministry of Supervision, the eyes and ears of the empire, become a decoration!"
Sophia had some bad premonitions in her heart.
It has been a year and a half since the incident involving the former Minister of Supervision, Sherlock. She is more concerned about what she has heard about Mo Ya and the Ministry of Supervision in recent times. She and her subordinates have made too many moves.
It is said that at least more than two digits of nobles have been arrested. Could it be...
Sure enough, just as Sophia expected. Mo Ya continued: "Not only him, there are many people who have done the same thing. They are either in secret with the Feili people, or they are flirting with the Pompeii Empire. Many people even
I have long been prepared to be loyal to Philip and Pompeii and continue to be their nobles after destroying the country!"
"How many people are like this?" Sophia's eyes flashed with shock.
"There are so many that you can't imagine." Mo Ya said with half-squinted eyes, "If you look at the report of the Supervision Department, you will know how dangerous the empire is now!"
Sophia was silent.
A year and a half ago, Princess Aleixi's encounter in Lulian had already made her feel the crisis.
In Lulian, under the eyes of his father and himself, a little Viscount Wenger dared to go against the royal family by relying on the Holy See and the Golden Dragon Family. Not only was he rude to the princess, but he also sent troops to assist the Templars in hunting down the princess' guardian.
Knight, and later colluded with the bandit group to plunder!
If this idea had not been deeply rooted in the nobility, it would never have come out of the minds of Wenger and his son Matthew for no reason.
Sophia can fully imagine what they will do when this war threatens the rule and interests of these guys, and when they discover that the Saint Solan Empire's camp is in danger.
Mo Ya's words are not just lies!
"War is cruel," Mo Ya said. "When necessary, we must be more cruel than our enemies in order to avoid making mistakes. Just like what you did in Meiding City..."
She turned her head and glanced at Roy, who was not far away. Seeing that he was facing away, she whispered: "The Fifth Army disobeyed orders and has put the entire Luli in danger. If you had not chosen to sacrifice the rabble army to stop it,
What will be the consequences if the enemy, or the ragtag army, refuses to carry out your orders?"
Sophia stared into the distance, silent.
"But now, let alone the royal family sending people to command operations, we can't do it even if we propose the establishment of the Southwest Allied Forces." Mo Ya said coldly, "Don't Marquis Ashley know the benefits of joining forces? He understands! But they are more
What’s more important is their interests! Believe me, only when one day, Marquis Ashley and other nobles who have the same idea understand what unity and obedience are, can we really win this war!”
She finally said: "What His Majesty Edward lacks now is power and the awe of the nobles. We need victory. Only constant victory can allow His Majesty's will and the military's orders to be implemented instead of confrontation. Before that, Lulian
You must not let Ashley's selfishness and arrogance do it..."
"...Don't be soft-hearted," Mo Ya whispered in Sophia's ear, "If Marquis Ashley can defeat the Phillies, he will still be your father's good friend, but once he suffers a defeat, you will
You will find that Philip's army will miraculously pass through their heavily guarded territory and appear under the city of Munich. By that time..."
Sofia looked into Mo Ya's eyes for a long time, patted Dusk's neck gently, and turned to leave.
Mo Ya watched Sophia's back and disappeared outside the woods - she tilted her head and looked at Roy. Roy was frightened by her sight and asked suspiciously: "What?"
"My dear brother, there is something I need to let you know," Mo Ya walked to Roy and held his arm with a smile, "Are you afraid of getting into trouble?"
"Afraid." Roy said quietly.
Mo Ya burst into laughter and burst into laughter.
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"Mr. Kalenich, what do you think?" When leaving the Duke's Castle, Roy and Kalenich got into Gustas' carriage.
The carriage drove along the path on the hillside where the castle was located, towards the center of the city. Gustas frowned and asked, recalling what Archduke Adolf said privately to him and the other two training camp deans at the end of the meeting.
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"There is news from the front line that seventeen more large troop transport ships from the Philistines have arrived at the southern port." Archduke Adolf looked worried. "Their strength has far exceeded what it was before the Battle of Medina, although I don't want to
Admit it, but I have to say, if Mo Ya’s judgment is true, then we may... let your boys prepare, and I will have people send the equipment in the near future. "
The three major training camps of the empire have been part of the imperial military organization since its establishment. Both teachers and students have the status of reserve soldiers. They receive training in peacetime and are recruited in wartime to participate in combat and assist.
Duties and functions to resist aggression.
Because those who can be admitted to the academy are all knights with an armed level or above, and have magicians and stronger teachers, therefore, the three branches are a very powerful force.
However, as the empire's reserve of force, this kind of power cannot be used easily. In the more than a year since the outbreak of the war, Archduke Adolf has never made a similar request. Even in such a bad situation before the Battle of Meiding City,
, and he didn’t use anyone from the training camp.
Now, since he made this request, it means that he has really started.
"Are you asking about Fei Lie's army going south?"
Kalenich respected the dean very much. Just now he saw with his own eyes how Gustas and the other two magicians protected the young master. The three old men showed their concern for Roy with their vicious nirvana. That levitating
The sea of fire and meteorites above the head completely destroyed the castle.
"Yes," Gustas nodded, and he and Roy looked at the experienced former knight leader, "What is the possibility of Fei Lie's army in the Longmen Theater going south?"
"Miss Mo Ya is right." Kalenich sighed and said without hesitation, "If Fei Lie's army breaks through the Longmen defense line, it is not possible that they will go south, but they will definitely go south."
"Why?" Gustas asked in surprise.
"Because of the Pompeii Empire," Kalenich replied: "You know, the Pompeii Empire only borders our north of Saint-Soulan and cannot touch our south. For this reason alone, if I were Peter I, I would
It will also eat and digest the south first, and then attack the north.
There are two advantages to doing this. First, across Saint-Soulan to the north, the Pompeii Empire cannot steal the fruits of my victory. If they send troops now, they must face the resistance of Saint-Soulan and will not easily target me.
Secondly, if they wait until I attack the north before sending troops, I will at least swallow half of them first."
Guristas and Roy were speechless.
After a long time, Gustas sighed and said seriously: "It seems that we really need to be prepared."