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6. Attack Chariot (1)

"Quiet! Gentlemen! Shut your mouths!"

General Primo Rivera, the Minister of Military Affairs of Castile, slapped the table so hard that the poor sandalwood almost fell apart. The generals below reluctantly stopped.

Since early in the morning, this place has been dominated by a kind of anxiety and anger that is close to explosion.

Bad news came one after another. First, all the communication gems suddenly fell silent, causing the War Department to lose contact with all the troops. Then, in the morning, the flying beast of the Biscay Province garrison came to inform that Guernica was attacked by an unknown person.

The sad news came that the port was burned to ashes. Later, news came that the Cadiz military port had been attacked, the merchant fleet and enemy warships at anchor were sunk, and the shipyard was also destroyed.

The Minister of War, who did not dare to neglect, hurriedly ordered the verification, and then left the already boiling War Department and asked the carriage to rush to the El Escoria Palace as quickly as possible.[

On the steps outside the El Escoria Palace, Rivera saw Charlemagne's ambassador, Viscount Louis-Adolphe Thiers, who was rumored to be running an underground champagne house and making some small money. He was looking down and out.

I almost fell down while walking up the stairs.

As if he understood something, the Minister of War trotted into the audience room without even looking at the amateur champagne dealer.

After the stern-faced attendant opened the door, the scene imagined by General Rivera became a reality - His Majesty Felipe II, the great King of Castile, nicknamed "King Prudence", was extremely angry and lost his temper.

The look.

This gloomy king, who in the eyes of his ministers was polite and gentle, and who outsiders thought was constantly writing and reviewing official documents all day long, now looked like an enraged lion. His face turned red, veins appeared on his forehead, and he kept spitting out the most vicious words to Charlemagne.

Cursing, he waved a beautifully printed document in his hand as if it were a cavalry sword, and poor Charles IV was being stabbed in front of him.

Like all despicable and disgraceful people about sneak attacks and undeclared wars, this time Charlemagne's scumbags took their time to send an altered declaration of war half an hour after the attack began.

Although there are rumors that some Charlemagne's radical soldiers and Titans members "walked alone" and "went on rampage", causing major incidents. But in this world where "lower subjugation" and the like are unheard of, no one would believe that soldiers dare to make their own decisions

, inducing war without authorization.

so--

"Due to Castile's treacherous attack on our country, blowing up transportation facilities in Perpignan and launching multiple terrorist bombing attacks, the two countries have been at war since the submission of credentials -"

The Minister of War finished his reading in a mellow tone. As the head of the War Department and one of the old angry youths in the army, after reading this declaration of war, which was full of lies and was decorated with false pretenses, he grimaced and spoke out the feelings of the generals.

"Okay, the Charlemagne bastard wants war, we will satisfy them and use the wrath of the god of war to turn those capons into roasted chicken wings. But first, please regain your senses and determine our next strategy."

General Rivera winked at the secretary. The shrewd and capable middle-aged man held up a large scroll. With the assistance of two attendants, the national defense map of Castile was solemnly opened.

"At about 3 o'clock this morning, the army was suddenly cut off, and then Cadiz and Guernica were attacked. The military port law continued to be used, and the city... Guernica was defiled by the claws of Charlemagne's bastard, from

Disappeared in the beautiful scenery of the province of Skye... What to expect from Charlemagne's bastard, look no further than Guernica. Although I feel sorry for the dead, now is not the time to be sentimental, we must find out as soon as possible

.What is the enemy’s next move? When and where will they attack?”

The wand tapped the two points on the map that separated the two ends of Castile - Guernica in the northwest and Cadiz in the southeast. Looking at the two icons thousands of miles apart, the generals' faces wrinkled.

.

They were not worried about the fortresses on the border. Relying on the favorable terrain of the Pyrenees Mountains, large armies wanted to break through those expensive fortresses. It was unrealistic to fight deep into the hinterland. But this raid showed that Charlemagne

It is fully capable of bypassing obstacles on land and launching a landing battle from the sea. In the Battle of Cadiz, the enemy fleet lost nearly half of its combat ships.

, important shipyards and shipping channels were also burned to the ground. This heavy loss will allow Charlemagne's navy to have a relative advantage for at least a year. As long as they are willing, they can gather the "Grand Fleet" from Albion in time.

Before Kapa Bay came to help, they chose a landing site to land on the beach. This not only bypassed the border fortresses, but also fully took the initiative in the war.

The question is, where will they come from?

"It's possible in either direction."

Baron Antonio de Liva said nonsense, and before his colleagues could sneer at him, the "Army Star" suddenly asked: "Have you contacted the border fortress?"

"The gryphon sent out has not returned yet."

The communications sergeant drooped his head and argued bitterly: [

"The problem of communication gems has not been solved yet, and it will take time to restore communication with various places using the oldest means. Just getting to the border from Ursalia (ulsl) and then back - such a trip will take an hour.

All day long.”

"Baron, do you suspect that those bastards will come from the land?"

General Jose Varela snorted coldly, leaned back on the chair with his hands folded, and raised his chin high.

"This is absolutely impossible. Even if the connection between the fortresses is temporarily lost, our brave boys can beat Charlemagne back by relying on the fortress. Don't forget, a Castilian warrior staying in the fortress can beat back a group of people.

When it comes to fighting orcs, when did Charlemagne's capon become a better fighter than a furry bear?"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, many corresponding laughter immediately followed. In their impression, the Charlemagne people may be an artistic race full of literary accents, keen on subverting the government, and always in heat, but they are by no means a fighting race. If even the furry bears can do it

It is even more impossible for a group of capons with low morale and only capable of shooting cold arrows to achieve something that cannot be accomplished.

Faced with the cynicism, Baron Liva responded loudly:

"There is no doubt that the design of the border defense line is a masterpiece! But the pile of stones does not give me a sense of security. I think more money should be invested in the development and procurement of armored trains, armored spaceships, and griffin protective gear. These can

We should use the power of mobile defense instead of just spending all the money on laying bricks and stones!"

Before the Baron could finish his speech, the Minister of War's stomach burned like a hole in his stomach.

This idea itself has many brilliance, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a major military reform and progress. However, too forward thinking will not only impact the old thinking, but also touch the interests of conservatives. Proposing this at this meeting will only

Let the meeting go off topic, and at the same time let the contradiction suddenly escalate into a conflict.

Once again, the Minister of War was right, and the debate quickly escalated into a quarrel, and eventually turned into a full-scale show of force. For a while, all kinds of Castilian swear words and tea cups, pen holders, and ink bottles were flying around the conference room.

The Castilian Army bosses who were "discussing" would not have thought that at this moment, an assault group composed of more than 300 tanks of the Defense Force had already crossed over the smoking wreckage and began to move south along the railway line.

. Behind them, followed closely by a large group of mechanized troops. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote at Qidian. Your monthly vote is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please read it.)

ps: Quiz Little Theater

Li Lin: The person who answered last issue is really sorry. I hope some readers can get extra points this time!

Nidhogg: Today's question is, which bird tradition is this? (Hint: That shit in District 11...) Where is the prototype of Ursalia (ulsl)? (Hint: Real Madrid...) Everyone

Please act quickly!


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