Alien Arms Empire.

Chapter 1786 1787 Decisive Abandonment

In the conference room, a group of elven generals were surrounding Felix, staring at the maps and reports on the table and expressing their opinions.

The map marked the three directions of the coalition forces' attack, but after three days of fierce fighting, the coalition forces did not achieve any results in these three directions.

They left behind a large number of corpses in front of the position, lost various weapons and equipment, and in the end they didn't even have a clear idea of ​​what the Tang army's position looked like.

Apart from firing a few shots after the battle started, they were passively beaten the whole time, wandering around the starting position, and the actual control line on the map did not move forward even a millimeter.

An elven general grabbed his report, unable to believe the elves' losses. He considered his tone before suggesting to Felix, "Marshal, the attacking troops have been badly damaged. We should think carefully about whether we should change the attack plan..."

"The losses in one day exceeded 1 people, with at least 3000 killed and 7000 missing or injured. We simply cannot sustain this kind of loss." Another general on the side nodded.

The loss he mentioned was the overall loss of the coalition forces, but this loss is definitely a big problem that causes headaches in the entire Hot Wind Port direction.

  If we lose 10,000 men a day, that would be 100,000 men in 10 days. How many hundreds of thousands of men in the entire army could be easily pushed to the front of the position and lost uselessly?

At this rate of loss, their troops could only hold out for about twenty days before being defeated. How could they protect the defense line behind them, or break through the Tang army's defense line?

The commander of the armored forces mentioned his losses with a grim expression. He felt his heart bleeding as he spoke: "The Susas Empire lost dozens of tanks, and we also lost about 30 tanks. The number on the Lions Empire has not yet been counted... The number is about 50."

It is extremely difficult to produce a tank in the rear, and there are many newly expanded troops competing for these hard-earned new equipment. Therefore, whether the losses of the front-line troops can be replenished in time is always the most important thing for commanders.

The coalition's production capacity has begun to have many problems, and transportation is also worrying. If the frontline loses too much, the armored forces may lose their combat capability after a few rounds of consumption.

This is not a small problem, but a very serious problem: at least for the coalition forces, armored forces have become the support of their offensive and defensive tactics and the backbone force they rely on.

In any case, the current level of the coalition forces is close to the mechanized forces of the World War II era. It is impossible for such forces to return to the level of World War I or earlier wars.

If the heavy artillery and armored forces are lost, the infantry's defensive capabilities will be greatly reduced, which will directly affect subsequent combat plans.

Felix naturally knew about this, and he was also worried that his armored forces were being consumed too quickly, so that they could not be replenished in subsequent operations, which would affect the defense.

So he began to consider whether to let the armored troops withdraw to rest first. But he was worried that other troops would be dissatisfied with the armored troops' withdrawal.

"What a joke? 130 tanks were destroyed in one day? Then why are we fighting?" Upon hearing the losses of the armored forces, the elf chief of staff at the side felt unwell. After being shocked, he subconsciously exclaimed.

How many tanks did they have on the Western Front, that is, the Port of Sirocco? On average, they lost 50 tanks a day? How could they afford that?

If they lost 10,000 people, they could still display their past optimism and not take those young people seriously. But when it came to weapons and equipment, they really felt the pain.

Whether it is precious tanks, or self-propelled artillery, anti-aircraft guns, special vehicles modified from some outdated tank chassis... they cannot afford to lose them.

Even some tanker trucks and command vehicles are extremely valuable to the coalition forces. They are almost non-renewable resources and are treasures that will be lost if one is lost.

"We cannot afford this kind of loss. We need two months to replace the 2 lost tanks." Therefore, Felix's chief of staff stared at the general of the armored forces and said, "No matter what, we cannot lose tanks like this anymore."

The general in charge of logistics was even more desperate. He gave a more pessimistic view: "Two months? It is not realistic to replenish these losses. Taking into account the subsequent losses in the war, it will take at least half a year for the front-line troops to recover."

He is a family man who knows his own business. With the poor logistics supply of the coalition forces, the front-line troops can only replenish one to a few tanks a day. These tanks are simply a drop in the bucket in the face of losses.

"I just came back from the front line. It's so tragic, Marshal. Our soldiers couldn't even touch the enemy's position and were defeated... This is no longer a normal war. This is simply sending the soldiers to their deaths." Another elf general who inspected the front line looked at Marshal Felix and said with lingering fear.

He recalled the remains of the enemy's new weapons that he had seen, which had definitely left a deep impression on him personally.

Whether it's the small arrow-like darts that look like hidden weapons, or the sturdy-looking missile wreckage... these things are really shocking.

"The enemy's rockets can scatter in the sky and then drop countless small bombs, covering the entire area. Our soldiers have just deployed and have to face such an attack... They have done their best." He placed a small arrow cluster on the table, attracting the attention of many people.

Felix pinched his chin, reached out and grabbed the small arrowhead, and looked at it carefully: he saw many things on this tiny thing that amazed him.

First of all, the processing precision of this thing is really terrifying. This is a thing that could be thrown away by an explosion at any time, but the Tang Empire was still meticulous when producing it.

It has triangular tail fins in three directions, which can play a stabilizing role and enable this small arrow cluster to fly along the existing trajectory after exploding.

The arrowhead is very sharp, and the not-so-slender body makes this little thing look exquisite. To be honest, if this thing was produced by an elf factory, it would definitely not look like this: its surface would definitely be rougher, and the joints would be frighteningly thick.

But the connection between the arrow feathers and the arrow body in his hand was very clear and regular, and the three feathers were also equally divided, which was unusually neat. It was simply a work of art.

What is amazing is that even though it is just a disposable consumable, the processing accuracy of this thing is still amazing. From the details, it can be seen that the precision processing of the Tang Empire has developed to a terrifying level.

  Felix couldn't even imagine whether it was worth using such high technology to make such a thing: according to his idea, wouldn't it be possible to achieve the same effect by filling the shells with prefabricated fragments or loading them with a large number of steel balls?

The Tang Empire simply replaced the fragments with arrowheads that looked sharper, as if they were willing to spare no cost in order to achieve the killing effect of a cannonball.

Now, these things have appeared in the front line in the tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, and are raining down on the heads of the coalition soldiers - for the coalition forces, this is nothing short of a nightmare.

"How can flesh and blood resist steel? If we don't think of a solution, the core defense area behind us is not as solid as we imagined." Felix pinched the arrowhead and muttered subconsciously.

He really doubted whether the main defense line he had carefully deployed for a long time could withstand the test of the Tang army. Although he was once very confident in his arrangement, he was no longer confident.

The Tang army had too much firepower and too many new weapons, many of which could even change the situation on the battlefield. When faced with the endless stream of new weapons of the Tang army, no one felt that they had a sure win.

If the Tang army really covered its defensive positions with all kinds of new ammunition, how many troops could withstand the losses and continue to hold on in trenches that might have been unrecognizable?

Even Felix himself did not believe that his troops could do this. So he held the arrowhead in his hand and stared blankly, as if thinking about something.

Finally, he said: "The Tang army should be able to break through our defense line... This is definitely not good news for us. At least, we should strengthen our defense line now, so that we can have a greater advantage in the defensive battle."

"Cancel the previously drawn up attack plan and let the troops retreat back to a safe location." He sighed and changed his plan: "It is too hasty to take the initiative to attack. I think trying a few more times will only waste the lives of the soldiers."

It is easy to judge from the severity of the Tang army's counterattack that the troops of the Tang Empire were well prepared, had sufficient ammunition and high morale.

Nearly two months of "low-intensity" contact not only gave the coalition forces sufficient time to repair their defenses, but also gave the Tang army time to rest.

Now that both sides have adjusted their status, it is obviously not an easy task to easily defeat the Tang army which is in good condition.

"I will explain to Your Majesty that our first priority now is to strengthen our defenses. I speculate... it is very likely that the Tang army is planning a very fierce attack." Felix said at the end of the meeting.

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Roslina, the capital of the elves. In the palace, Yangmu I looked at the ministers and finally gave up the plan to continue the attack: "I understand, let's modify the plan according to Marshal Flix's opinion. The attack plan is suspended!"

He also knew that his fighting skills were just so-so. Instead of being stubborn, he might as well trust his front-line generals. At least Felix was at the front line and knew much more details than he did.

"The Marshal believes that our original defense line is still not strong enough and still needs large-scale reinforcement... What do you think about this?" After suspending his counterattack plan, he asked the ministers in front of him.

Several ministers were already very dissatisfied with the long and expensive border defense line, but at this time they did not dare to comment and could only bow their heads and remain silent.

  Just kidding, if I said something wrong, wouldn't I be digging a hole for myself? Saying that the defense line consumes too many resources? If the border is lost, His Majesty the Emperor will blame me, saying that the lack of military funds and supplies led to the defeat on the front line. How can I bear this blame?

If we continue to increase the investment and provide sufficient supplies and funds, the border defense line will be unbreakable. His Majesty the Emperor's purse will be empty, and it won't be a matter of minutes for him to hate me, right?

So in this kind of matter, everyone just follows orders and never speaks up for their opinions. Anyway, everyone does what they are told to do, and whoever talks too much is a grandson!

Seeing that his ministers were silent, Yangmu I also roughly knew what was going on. Having been an emperor for so many years, he was still very experienced in such matters.

Since he could think clearly about the Black Crow banned drugs, he could naturally distinguish the priorities. If the border was lost, his reign as emperor would be almost over. So he supported the decision to strengthen the border defense line, but he was not sure to what extent the reinforcement would be considered safe.

Just like the Emperor Chongzhen in another world, he had to work hard to build the Liaodong defense line. But he had no idea what the generals on the front line did with the countless Liao and border salaries.

If he gave whatever the border troops wanted, wouldn't he be the victim? If the threat from the Tang army didn't ease, and he nurtured a bunch of local tyrants who were difficult to get rid of, the situation would definitely be even more passive.

You can't just give whatever amount of money you ask for, right? So he decided to think about it again and come up with a better plan.

The follow-up of this coalition's attack was beyond the Tang army's expectations. Hogg and Allen thought that the coalition would try it several times. No one expected that the other side would decisively give up after three days of attack.

Compared to the previous coalition's reaction speed, it is clear that the coalition's decision-making speed has indeed increased a lot this time. This is a new discovery. At least the coalition's top leaders are gradually becoming smarter...

Since the coalition forces' counterattack was a failure, the Tang army was naturally happy to have some free time: they had no counterattack plan for March, so they just had to continue waiting.

Anyway, the longer the time is delayed, the more beneficial it is for the Tang army as a whole, so the frontline generals of the Tang army will naturally not be anxious. No one is urging them to attack... On the contrary, the General Staff and the Emperor will send a telegram every day, asking the frontline troops to exercise restraint and strictly implement the counterattack plan...