Chapter 256： backhand

Chapter 256 Backhand

Emerald Palace, the incident on the front line has been reported for several days, and Caesar III still has not found a countermeasure.

The battlefield is in the Orc Empire, and the kingdom has lost its geographical advantage. It is almost impossible to withdraw the army intact under the eyes of the orcs.

Allies can't be counted on, the Warhammer Kingdom is completely abolished, and within a few decades, it will not be able to recover.

The Principality of Moxi also suffered heavy losses. Before joining the reinforcements from the Terran Alliance, don't expect them to play much role.

Organize reinforcements to respond, reckoning that the battle will be over before the team is assembled. Now the Alpha Kingdom, there is no way to gather hundreds of thousands of elites to respond in a short period of time.

"Military Affairs Department, how are you going to deal with the current complicated situation?"

Caesar III concerns.

If you can’t solve it by yourself, leave the trouble to professionals. Compared with him, the king with two swords, the bureaucrats of the Ministry of Military Affairs are all from the battlefield.

"Your Majesty, it is not suitable for us to do too much in the current complicated situation. We can only hope that the frontline troops will actively respond.

The war has been fought so far, not only the kingdom has suffered heavy losses, but the orcs are also suffering.

Even if a war breaks out, we may not lose. Even if you can't win a big victory, you can still inflict heavy damage on the enemy.

Marshal Campbell has rich combat experience and is on the front line. He has a much deeper understanding of the situation than we do. I believe he will be able to handle it properly. "

The Minister of Military Affairs, Grand Duke Efiero, said bravely.

This is to cheer yourself up. The real situation on the front line cannot be explained clearly by a few words sent back by the Griffin Cavalry every day.

There are too many variables on the battlefield. For the sake of safety, the detailed military deployment on the front line does not dare to let the Griffon cavalry come back.

If the intelligence is intercepted by the enemy halfway, it will be a disaster.

Experience told Archduke Effiero that it is best not to intervene indiscriminately without knowing the specific situation on the front line.

Glaring at the Minister of Military Affairs, Caesar III finally swallowed the curse words back. Things have happened, and it cannot be resolved with a few curses.

It was all tricked by those old men. How exciting the army was in the early stage, how difficult it is to return now.

Pure force majeure cannot be resolved by the Ministry of Military Affairs.

"Your Majesty, the alliance's reinforcements have entered the Principality of Moxi, and it is expected that they will be able to join forces with the Moxi army in seven days.

The Ministry of Foreign Affairs has already urged, and if all goes well, the army will be able to arrive at the front line in about a month. "

Minister of Foreign Affairs Earl Francis said slowly.

Changed the topic of Dafa, which eased the embarrassment on the field. But the problem still needs to be solved.

After thinking twice, Caesar III found out embarrassingly that not adding chaos would be the greatest help to the front line.

"Marshal Campbell is in charge of the battle situation on the front line, I can rest assured!

The Ministry of Foreign Affairs will continue to follow up on the reinforcements.

The order was passed on, and the expeditionary force was renamed the Southeast Front Army, and Earl Hudson was asked to wipe out the rioters as quickly as possible and lead the army northward. "

Caesar III said with a slightly dignified expression.

Obviously, the reassurance on the lips is not consistent with the real thoughts in the heart. If he didn't know what to do, he wouldn't be in a hurry to transfer Hudson north.

In the event of a change on the front line, the Southeast Front Army is the foundation for reorganizing the defense line.

As a qualified king, prepare a few more countermeasures, which are all routine operations.

"Your Majesty, there are still a large number of prisoners of war in the hands of the far... southeast front army. How do you think they should be arranged?"

The prime minister, the Grand Duke of Newfoundland, asked tentatively.

For this group of strong laborers, there was almost a fight within the kingdom. If it weren't for the unexpected changes on the front line that attracted everyone's attention, the carve-up operation might have already begun.

As the coach, Hudson has a certain decision-making power over the allocation of prisoners of war, but that can only be done in secret, and the boss on the surface is still Caesar III.

Private granting is not a big problem, but the premise is that there is a degree. While secretly carve up, it is also necessary to leave enough distribution shares for the boss.

"These prisoners of war are different. Most of them were forcibly forced by the orcs to join the rebel army. Only the chief culprits will be investigated, and the coerced followers will be dealt with lightly.

Sent a prisoner of war resettlement team to take over the prisoners of war from the southeast front army and deal with them after the war.

Considering the kingdom’s heavy losses this time, and the lack of labor force in many places, it’s better to distribute them as spoils of war after the war to the meritorious ministers. "

Caesar III said with some melancholy.

Cake dividing is often the most complicated process, and it is a bit more difficult than making cakes. Who gets more and who gets less requires all-round consideration.

The most important thing is that the royal family is also short of people!

Among the recovered northern territory, the royal family occupies a large proportion. Without the filling of millions of people, production cannot be resumed at all.

Although there are many prisoners of war captured, they are not at the same level as the demand.

But the boss cannot eat alone, and the limited "prisoners of war" labor has to be shared with the kingdom's nobles.

…

The Orc Empire, Marshal Campbell is leading the army slowly forward. The already bad road ahead has become even more unbearable under the destruction of the orcs.

The time spent building roads every day is fully three times the time spent marching. Even if manpower is arranged to work overnight, it still cannot change the fact that the army is advancing at a fast pace.

Without a sufficient number of strong men to open the way ahead, the Kingdom's Northern Expeditionary Army is just an ordinary elite, and it also needs to work hard to overcome various difficulties encountered along the way.

"Enemy attack!"

Hearing the shouts in the battalion, Marshal Campbell didn't respond at all.

Similar scenes happen several times a day. The more times you see it, the higher your immunity will be.

There was no accident, it was another attack of "big thunder, little rain".

Dozens of orcs lurking on both sides used simple tools to set traps and launched a surprise attack on the army.

Just leave after fighting, the kind that doesn’t take a cloud with you. However, the experienced Northern Expeditionary Army was not a soft persimmon, and immediately launched a counterattack.

Except for a few lucky orcs who were still fleeing, the rest were sent to meet the beast god.

"Stop chasing!"

With the order of the officer, an attack came to an end.

There is no point in pursuing responsibility. It is too simple for a team of dozens of people to hide.

The army is still in a hurry to hurry, and has no time to spend time with them here.

"Marshal, seventeen of our troops were killed and thirty-six were wounded.

The wounded have already been treated by a priest, and it is estimated that they will need a few days of recuperation before they can recover. "

After hearing what the middle-aged officer said, Marshal Campbell nodded slightly and said: "Follow the old rules and don't delay the advance speed of the army."

The scowl between his brows has revealed the panic in his heart. According to the current marching speed, it is almost inevitable that the road will be blocked by the returning orc army.

If it were a different battlefield, Marshal Campbell would not mind setting up a battle with the orcs, but this is the orc empire.

In the previous battles, they swept countless orc tribes along the way, killing millions of orcs.

This **** feud, once blocked by the enemy, will inevitably attract countless orcs to participate.

It can be said that the longer the delay, the more unfavorable it will be to the Northern Expeditionary Army. If a slight flaw is revealed, the loss will be heavy.

Unfortunately, it is useless to be anxious. The "Grand Knights" are wayward, and they will let go of the pick if they say they will, without giving them any face.

Without the "overwhelming" magician group, the roads that were destroyed along the way became the biggest obstacle to the return of the army.

In contrast, the small attack formed by orcs along the way was not taken seriously by Marshal Campbell.

Adhering to the principle that whatever the enemy does, that is, no division of troops, the Northern Expeditionary Army has always marched in groups.

The benefits are very obvious, and there will be no opportunities for the enemy to take advantage of; the disadvantages are also very prominent, that is, the army advances more slowly.

It is mainly the city of the Orc Empire, which is too unsightly. Along the way, there was no strong city that could accommodate the Northern Expeditionary Army. Otherwise, Marshal Campbell would definitely take the team in as a "nail house" and wait for the reinforcements from the Human Race Alliance to come.

Stopping and stopping along the way, Marshal Campbell is also constantly observing the four directions, looking for terrain that is conducive to the army's defense.

"Marshal, the Griffon scouts have just received news that the orc army that has withdrawn from the Warhammer Kingdom has now appeared one hundred and fifty miles away."

…

Looking at the wild geese flying north in the sky, Hudson, who stepped into his homeland again, touched the elf bow in his hand, and finally extinguished the idea of ​​hunting.

Winter goes from spring to spring. In this season when all things flourish, it is really not suitable for killing.

Returning to the southeast province this time, it is a proper false public service. Although there are also rioters here, the pitiful number is not enough for the local nobles to stay behind to clean up.

"Tom prepares the car, I'm going to visit the Holliser family!"

Hudson said blankly.

When I arrived in Qiaomu County, I couldn't justify it if I didn't go to my father-in-law's house.

As for the Mountain Territory, it is really inconvenient to go back. There is also a limit to selfishness, and Hudson, whose foundation is unstable, has to consider gossip.

A few rumors may seem inconspicuous, but they can cause bad things at critical moments.

"Earl, the king's special envoy, Earl Lauren, is here."

The guard's words directly shattered Hudson's idea of ​​going out. The face of the boss of the family still has to be given, and the envoys have been sent out, and they must meet with each other.

I don’t know if he is poisonous. The king’s special envoys have come over all the time, but it seems that there is no good result.

The first one was the worst, being accidentally killed by the Holy See on the way home; the second Count José survived, but he was blamed for his failure in the Battle of Dacias; it depends on whether the third Count Laurent can escape This is doomed.

Hudson sincerely hoped that nothing would happen to this man, otherwise the title of nemesis of the king's special envoy could easily be crowned on his head.

Who made him "better than others" now, a lot of people holding magnifying glasses, looking for his flaws?

"Please come over, Earl Lauren."

(end of this chapter)