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Chapter 724 Main Attack Direction (9.4K)

November 3, Yekaterinburg, Summer Palace.

The commanders of the five major fronts, as well as the commander of the soon-to-be-established Khazaria Third Front in charge of the Carpathian Mountains, gathered in the operations room of the Summer Palace.

Among the six commanders, three came from Wang Zhong’s front army - including Wang Zhong himself.

Also present at the meeting was the Minister of Military Affairs, Marshal Gorky, and Wang Zhong, who was also the Commander-in-Chief of the Army. So now more than half of the people were from the Rokosov faction.

Wang Zhong was not worried at all that anyone would oppose his battle plan.

As soon as Kashuh entered the conference room, he found Wang Zhong and said, "The Plosson people's defense on the northern front is stronger than we thought. I estimate that we can barely capture Dunard before the start of the summer campaign and achieve the goal that General Andre tried to achieve before.

"But since we are advancing very slowly, the enemies should be able to escape."

Kashuh came to the map and picked up the map stick to gesture on it: "The enemy's northern army group should retreat to the vicinity of Fort Tuknar. The terrain around this place is not suitable for attack, and there are many permanent fortresses.

"Most importantly, they can rely on sea transport lines to obtain supplies and put up a last-ditch effort.

"I wonder if we can borrow some more of the United States Navy's air fleet to destroy Plosson's transport ship."

Wang Zhong shook his head: "No, it's unlikely. They are going to launch a large-scale attack on the Fuso Empire this year. They launched a landing operation in the Marshall Islands in February. The 2th Task Force that provided support has ten aircraft carriers. With this intensity of deployment, the United States Navy will definitely not have the spare capacity to support us."

Kirinenko suddenly said, "I heard that the United States adopted our strategy in the Marshall Islands, surrounding the islands that the Fuso Empire has focused on defending without attacking them?"

Wang Zhong: "This tactic is more suitable for naval warfare. As long as the planes on the island airports are shot down and the runways are damaged, it will not affect the United States Navy. The islands cannot produce food, and there are no civilians on the coral reefs. If they are surrounded for a year, the soldiers will starve to death."

Marshal Gorky: "They call this the island-hopping tactic, and never mention that it was based on our tactics."

Wang Zhong: "Your fighting style."

Marshal Gorky looked very happy.

Kirinenko: "I also tried to launch an infiltration attack on the front line, but the effect was not good. There was a natural barrier of the river between our front and the enemy. The beachhead positions left over from the previous offensives could not store supplies and attack troops. The attack had to be launched from the east coast."

Marshal Gorky: "Yes, we need to build a pontoon bridge first, but the Prosen people are very experienced in blocking pontoon bridges. Their land-based Stuka self-propelled rocket launchers are incredibly accurate, and the 500mm caliber rockets have amazing explosive power, which is very effective in attacking pontoon bridges."

Kirinenko: "So my plan is to make an offensive posture at the front and have the engineering troops build a fake pontoon bridge."

Marshal Gorky raised his eyebrows: "Fake floating bridge? How fake is it?"

"It looks like a real pontoon bridge, but it's actually made of wood, so there's no way a tank could cross it. This fake pontoon bridge is pretty easy to set up, after all, it's made of wood and very light.

"An engineering brigade can build three pontoon bridges a day. This intensity will make the Plossans think we must launch a large-scale breakthrough."

Kirinenko gave a wicked smile.

"But in fact, our combat troops are all resting, waiting for our friendly forces on the southern front to launch a major breakthrough and encirclement, and then pursue and annihilate the remaining enemies."

Wang Zhong: "The troops on the southern front are under great pressure."

"We are under great pressure." General Belyakov of the Berisk Front scratched his bald head - Wang Zhong always felt that Ante's generals had particularly high bald heads, and the two generals in his own headquarters were also bald.

Is this actually an infectious disease? Will you automatically lose all your hair after you get the rank of general?
General Belyakov: "Since we received the order, we have produced 5000 pairs of 'swamp shoes' and given them to the troops for training in swamps. As a result, the troops suffered terribly and questioned whether these shoes were a fantasy and could not be used in swamps."

Wang Zhong: "Let that Baba Yaga Sergeant Major train them!"

General Belyakov: "There is only one sergeant major, and he is currently training the training team. I think it will be too late to wait for the training team to master the skills before training the ordinary troops, so I distributed the newly made shoes.

"But now all the troops are complaining and reporting a lot of casualties in training, so we have no choice but to suspend the training of ordinary troops.

"If we launch the attack in April, we may not be able to complete all the preparations."

Wang Zhong: "Don't worry about that. Our plan for April is another offensive, which will be carried out by the Khazaria Third Front, which will be formed soon."

Commander of the Third Kosalia Front: "We will launch an attack on the Carpathian Mountains. After reconnaissance, we have determined the positions of the Moravian and Sardinian troops. The focus of the attack will be on the areas they defend, and feint attacks will be launched in other areas to tie down the enemy's troops.

"We have also made contact with the Moravian troops, and they may revolt on the battlefield."

Marshal Gorky: "It is possible. Moravia has sent an envoy to contact us. Their king may withdraw from the empire dominated by the Prosen."

Wang Zhong: "When a wall falls, everyone pushes it; when a tree falls, monkeys scatter."

"What?" Marshal Gorky raised his eyebrows.

Wang Zhong: "There is a Serian proverb that says when a man is about to fail, his subordinates will scatter like birds and beasts."

Everyone in the room laughed.

At this time, the door opened and Tsarina Olga entered the room accompanied by her ladies-in-waiting.

Wang Zhong and others quickly stood up and saluted Olga.

"Generals, you should have an attack plan, right?" Olga asked with a smile.

"We have gathered here precisely to report this to you," said Marshal Gorky.

Olga: "So where is the main focus?"

"The Berisk Front will break through the swamp. There are only a few 25-wave infantry divisions of the enemy on the front. They are poorly equipped, poorly trained and have very bad morale." Marshal Gorky said and glanced at General Belyakov.

General Belyakov: "As long as we can successfully cross the swamp, we can be sure that we will make continuous and huge breakthroughs, because there are really not many Prosen troops on the other side of the swamp, and we will cut off the land connection between the enemy's northern army group and the mainland in one fell swoop.

"But General Kashuh just said that the enemy can rely on sea transport lines to maintain supplies."

Olga: "Can't we borrow some more HNA from the United States?"

Wang Zhong: "They have just started to fight back, and the pilots of the Navy are very busy. This year, it is expected that the United States will launch at least two counterattacks in the Pacific, one in the Mariana Islands and one - I think it will be in Borneo."

The "Marianas Turkey Shoot" and the "Battle of Leyte Gulf" left behind a lot of famous memes that military fans love to talk about, such as "The whole world wants to know where Halsey is."

Olga looked at Wang Zhong in surprise: "You even know about naval warfare, my brother!"

Wang Zhong: "I understand a little bit. Anyway, we can't expect to borrow the United States' naval aviation forces this year, but our own air force can also try to stop the enemy's maritime transport."

Kashuh: "I'll let the air force try, but to be honest, with their training level, it's a bit difficult to hit a moving ship."

The average training level of the Ante Air Force is worrying, and only the pilots of the meritorious units are elite.

Wang Zhong skipped the question about the air force and continued, "Before the Berisk Front takes action, the Third Front of Khasalia will take action and launch an attack on the Carpathian Mountains. The Moravians are already tired of war, and their king has also extended an olive branch to us.

"We are going to break through the Carpathian Mountains and then outflank Plosen from the south."

“Encircling a country!” Olga laughed. “Three years ago I couldn’t imagine such a thing would happen.”

Wang Zhong: "In fact, we have no way to complete the encirclement because there are too many mountains. It would be a success if we can threaten Werner and Buda."

Olga: "Didn't the Buda have any contact with us? They are also second-class citizens in the empire, right? After all, they are close relatives of our Ant based on their race."

Marshal Gorky: "Yes, but the level of contact is very low. His Royal Highness the Prince of Buda married a princess of the Prosen Empire, so he is quite hesitant about defecting."

Olga: "How about I write him a letter? The church kept the Tsar just for this moment, I have to play my role well."

Wang Zhong looked at his godsister and thought that she understood her situation very well. He thought that she would voluntarily abdicate when the war was over.

It seems that I have to hurry up and build my villa by the White Sea. Where was that place Olga was talking about last time?

Wang Zhong tried hard to recall the place names that Olga had mentioned to him.

At this time, Olga asked: "After two feints, is it time for the Khazaria Front to attack?"

"No, it's not a feint." Marshal Gorky said, "We are really preparing to make breakthroughs in these directions. Even without the attack of the Kosalia Front, success in these directions may severely damage the Prosom Empire. The southern front may force Moravia to withdraw from the empire, and even Buda to withdraw from the empire as well. The northern front will encircle a large enemy force group, forcing Prosom to withdraw its forces by sea."

"Only I was making a feint," Kirinenko said. "Even the pontoon bridges of my troops were fake ones, just for the Prosen people to see."

Olga suddenly became interested: "Fake floating bridge? What's the matter with this tactic?"

Kirinenko hastened to repeat himself.

Olga: "Interesting, that idea king named Vasily has been transferred to your headquarters?"

"No, it was the guys in our headquarters who came up with it, but they did refer to Marshal Rokossov's fake tank tactics. Anyway, the Prosen people found so many fake pontoon bridges, they would think that our main attack direction is the Western Front."

Olga: "I don't really understand. All the fronts have taken action, but the Kosalia Front has remained motionless. Won't the enemy guess something?"

Wang Zhong: "The First Front Army of Kosalia will continue to conduct armed reconnaissance and deploy - no, not deploy, but brazenly prepare for attack. This is a smokescreen for the Prosen people, the purpose is to attract the Prosen people to deploy their elite troops in front of us.

"Once we achieve large-scale victories in other directions, the enemy will think they have been tricked and will hastily withdraw troops from the Southern Army Group."

"Then you attack," Olga said.

"Then we attack."

Olga clapped her hands vigorously. "Great! I like this plan. I have a feeling it will work."

----

"Damn!" Emperor Proson waved his hands vigorously, "Your judgment on the front line has never been right! Especially when it comes to Rokossov! I am the one who understands Rokossov best in all of Proson! His Khazaria Front is preparing for an attack, so he doesn't want to attack! The main attack direction is in other areas!"

Marshal Celtic: "But the First Front of Kosalia is the strongest, with a large number of guards and the best equipment. Even if the offensive preparations are just a smokescreen, we have to guard against it. If it breaks through our front and outflanks towards the Baltic Sea, the situation will be terrible."

Emperor Proson: "We can trick Rokossov into thinking that we have a large number of troops on the front and actually move them to other places."

Marshal Celtic: "This won't work. The other fronts will capture prisoners, seize our documents and maps, and they will soon find out that many of the troops they are facing were deployed in front of Rokossov's First Khazaria Front in April.

"As long as Rokossov is not a fool, he can judge that the troops in front of him are just empty shells and decorations."

Emperor: "Does your statement mean that our defense will fail? Why can't it be that our defense forces seized Rokossov - seized the maps and documents of the Ants?"

Marshal Celtic: "Because we all have military knowledge. Earlier this year, the enemy's St. Andrew's Army had already switched to the offensive. They even fought us in the snowy forest despite the influence of mud.

"We were unable to stop the offensive of the St. Andrew Front, Your Majesty!"

The emperor sat in his chair with his mouth tightly closed, as if there was a zipper between his lips.

At this time, the head of the Imperial Household Ministry's secret service opened the door and came in. He ran to the emperor and bent down, whispering, "Your Majesty, we have received solid evidence that the Moravians are negotiating alone with the Ants, and they may be withdrawing from the empire."

"What?" The emperor raised his head. "Back then, they wanted to send all the princesses to me to sleep with, so that they could gain the right to be second-class citizens in the empire. Now they want to betray us? Is the news confirmed?"

The Imperial Household Ministry spy chief nodded: "Confirmed."

After a brief hesitation, the Emperor said: "Send Otto Scherzner here, now, immediately!"

The head of the Imperial Household Ministry's secret service: "Are you planning to assassinate the King of Moravia and take the crown for yourself?"

"No." The emperor said after a brief pause, "I just asked Otto to talk to His Majesty the King of Moravia."

----

After listening to the task, Otto went straight to the water dispenser and drank a full glass of water in one gulp.

Then he started to take the second cup.

Emperor: "So you have no confidence, Brigadier General Otto?"

"Ah? Yes, of course I have confidence. I will find a way to ensure King Moravel's loyalty."

"Moravia," the Emperor corrected.

"Ah yes, Moravia, I didn't take the time to remember the names of the second-class citizens, I mean, the names of the tribes."

The emperor looked at the water dispenser in confusion: "I remember that it contained mineral water, not wine?"

"Of course not wine." Otto wiped the sweat off his face. "Then I'll be off."

"In order to complete this operation, you have the power to mobilize everything you want!" the emperor emphasized loudly.

Otto saluted the emperor, turned around and strode out of the room.

He went straight to the quartermaster's office and asked the quartermaster: "You know the emperor promised that I can mobilize everything I can to complete my mission, right?"

The quartermaster looked puzzled. "Huh? Uh, this, I don't know. But I think what you said must be right. Is there anything I can do for you?"

Otto: "I want fifty large Prossin sausages, 20 cans of frozen meat, and 20 cans of soybeans, quick!"

Quartermaster: "So many things are heavy, are you going to carry them all by yourself?"

"No, I'm going to requisition three guards to carry these things back to my house. They will be back later."

The quartermaster looked at Otto with an expression that said "I fucking get it", but he ignored him.

Thirty minutes later, Otto returned home with a truckload of food, accompanied by soldiers from the Sanming Guards Regiment!

----

April 917, 4, 10 hours at the southernmost Carpathian line of defense.

Kosrek smoked a cigarette and asked Andreas: "How far do I have to walk from here to go home to visit my family? I mean, I can walk back home before the end of my family leave, right?"

Andreas thought for a moment and replied, "It should take about two months. The road is all mountainous and not easy to walk on."

Kosrek: "Then I'll need more time. My home is near the original border of the Proson Empire. The defense line built by the Carolingians is 60 kilometers east of my home. Standing near the border, I can see the turrets and fortresses on the Carolingian side."

Andreas: "You... don't you live on the southwestern border of the empire? You have to cross the empire to get home."

"Yes."

At this moment, the company commander hurriedly ran into the two people's shelter.

Koslake: "You also want me to promise that you won't die?"

The company commander looked at him in confusion: "What?"

"Sorry, never mind."

Captain: "Listen, there are bad rumors from the Moravian troops next door. They seem to have surrendered to the Ants. I need to form a patrol to check out the situation."

Andreas said angrily: "It's the Moravians again! How many times have our defenses collapsed because of the Moravians along the way? Every time we blocked the attack of Ant's cloaked cockroaches, and then the Moravians were broken through by Ant's ordinary troops.

"How many troops did they give Ant the title of Guard? They are simply wholesalers of cloaks!"

Captain: "That's not important! I need a veteran to lead the patrol. Who will go?"

"Let's go together," Koslake said.

Captain: "No! I can't risk losing both the most experienced and second most experienced sergeant on the team. If the damned Ants break through, we're going to need your experience!"

Andreas raised his hand. "I'll go. My home is just a few hundred kilometers away. It's also in the mountains. It's connected to the Carpathian Mountains. They're in the same mountain range. I'm more familiar with mountain warfare."

The company commander looked at Andreas and patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, go to the quartermaster to get the equipment immediately, and set off in half an hour!"...

Half an hour later, Andreas looked at the ten infantrymen who had assembled in front of him.

Everyone has a childish face.

Andreas asked the tall and thin man at the head of the line, "How old are you?"

"Eighteen, Sergeant."

"Nonsense! You have to serve six months in a labor camp and another six months in training. You can't be eighteen!"

The tall and thin man: "I only trained for six months and didn't go to the labor camp. The instructor said it was too late, and the construction of the West Wall began to requisition local people."

Andreas stared at the head of the line for a few seconds, then switched to the next one: "Are you eighteen, too?"

"Yes. But Sergeant, I was once in the Asgardian Youth Corps for two years! I am completely loyal to His Majesty and Plossom's cause!"

Andreas shook his head and looked at the next one.

Before he could even open his mouth, the boy answered in a loud voice: "I am also eighteen years old! And I have been to a labor camp because I lied about my age! I just came back from the labor camp last year!"

Andreas shook his head, turned to the captain and said, "They are all children! They can't defeat ordinary ANT troops like this! Not to mention those cloaked cockroaches!"

Captain: "They are ready to die for you! Isn't that enough?"

Andreas: "But you asked me to bring them back safely, didn't you?"

Before the company commander could reply, the tall and thin man who was the first to be questioned by Andreas began to sing the Prosom Prosom anthem "Forever Praise My Light" loudly.

He also stomped the floor with his leather boots to keep time for the song.

"The land where blue flowers bloom

Our noble homeland

"The magnificent song resounds through the sky

"The blessings of God will always be with us
"Praise the victory of the motherland, Prothenia
"What is noble is the will to win
"Prove to the whole universe the love that is carried through to the ideal
"The blessing of God will always be with us, Prothenia
"Let's be proud of our Steel Nation!"

Andreas was amazed: "Good, very good, at least your morale is high. Then let's go!"

After saying that, he slung his submachine gun over his shoulder and walked towards the mountains without looking back.

They now belong to the 5th Jaeger Division. Although they have the name of Jaegers, they are actually mainly a group of recruits. The Prosen Unit with glorious traditions that Andreas originally belonged to has had its number eliminated by Rokossov, and all the survivors have been disbanded and incorporated into other units.

As Andreas walked, he said to the group of child soldiers behind him: "Our destination is the Moravia troops on the next hill. If they have abandoned their defense line, we will encounter the Ant troops halfway.

"Remember, don't get entangled with the Ante troops in the woods. The cloaks of the cloaked cockroaches are very good camouflage in the woods, and only some of our troops are equipped with the latest camouflage uniforms."

The 5th Jaeger Division had no camouflage uniforms; all soldiers wore the common gray uniforms of the Plosson Army.

The tall and thin man: "I heard that the camouflage uniform manufacturer was destroyed by enemy bombers. These bastards!"

"My sister was also killed by an enemy bomber."

"I heard they set the whole city on fire in February and even attacked rescue convoys! Damn, the enemy is really inhuman!"

"Shut up," Andreas said calmly.

"What's wrong? Do you think the enemy is right?"

Andreas: "I don't think the enemy is right, but--"

He thought about it and decided not to give the recruits the opportunity to report him to Chain Dog.

Just at this moment, a crackling sound interrupted the conversation.

Of course Andreas knew that this was the sound of bullets hitting the surroundings, so he simply found a tree to hide behind.

The bullet tore through the bark, creating a large amount of wood slag that cut into Andreas' face.

The other recruits didn't react at all to what was happening. Three of them straightened their bodies, which was the effect of nerve twitching after being shot.

They fell straight back, their faces filled with confusion - yes, the recruits didn't even realize that they were shot and dying, they just felt confused.

Andreas: "It's the Weight Launcher! Don't hide behind a tree for too long, this thing can break the entire tree!"

With that he rushed out during a break in the enemy's fire, firing as he ran toward the next tree.

A new soldier asked loudly: "Where should we shoot?"

Andreas then remembered that the sound of the weight launcher was very small, which was disproportionate to the crackling sound of bullets hitting the surroundings, and the recruits could not tell the direction of the enemy.

Hiding behind the next tree, Andreas temporarily put down his submachine gun, took out his signal gun, loaded the signal flare, and then fired in the direction of the bullet.

"Fire in the direction of the flare!"

The next moment, the recruits started firing in uneven patterns.

Andreas threw down the flare gun and picked up the submachine gun to change the magazine.

At this time, an old soldier in an Ant cloak appeared and raised his gun the moment he met Andreas.

Andreas rolled over and avoided the attack of the weight launcher.

Fortunately, there is a lot of vegetation now, so the Ants cannot continue to "follow the gun".

He pulled out a grenade, pulled the string, threw it back, and started running.

There were explosions and people screaming.

Andreas ran past the child soldier he led and grabbed his arm: "Run, stop shooting! The Ants are here, which means the Moravians have surrendered. The surrounding mountains should be full of Ant troops! Run! We have to join up with the main force of the division before we can break out."

After hearing this, the remaining five recruits hurriedly followed his footsteps, and the group ran along the way they came.

The Ants kept shooting. No gunshots could be heard, but bullets kept hitting the trees around them, making crackling sounds.

At this moment, the sound of MG42 tearing canvas was heard.

The moment he heard the voice, Andreas felt relieved, because he knew the shooter must be Kosrek.

Kosrek would not let the Ants kill him - Kosrek had never made such a promise, but Andreas was sure of it.

----

By that evening, the situation had become clear.

The company commander pointed to the simple map and said, “The hills around us have been occupied by the Ants, and the Moravians have also defected. They are now the enemy, and they will open fire on anyone wearing a Proson uniform.

"We can't wait to die here. The contact with the division headquarters has not been cut off, which means the area around the telephone line may be safe. We have to break out at night. Andreas, you lead a squad to the front, Koslake will hold the line, and I will be in the middle.

"I know you guys dislike the new recruits, but there are only three of us who can take them out now!"

Koslake: "I didn't promise to take the recruits out."

Andreas: "But you're going to get me out of here, aren't you?"

Kosrek was silent for a few seconds, then asked, "Where can we go? The rebellion of the Moravian troops is definitely not an isolated case. Maybe the Moravia behind us is already enemy territory.

"Where can we go?"

Company Commander: "In addition to the Moravian First and Second Armies, there is also our 20th Army! The 20th Army will not sit idly by and watch this country stab us in the back. As long as we withdraw, we can join other troops of the 20th Army in teaching the Moravians a lesson!
"Okay, let's go."

----

While a company of the 5th Jaeger Division was laying out a difficult breakout route, the Brandenburg troops led by Otto rushed into the palace of the King of Moravia.

The palace guards had no intention of fighting and surrendered after the exchange of fire.

The captain of the guard was brought before Otto, and there was actually a smile on his face.

Otto: "What are you laughing at?"

"For us, this damn war is over. My two brothers on the front line can go home now." The captain of the guard grinned. "Shouldn't I be smiling?"

Otto slapped him twice: "Asshole! Don't you have a sense of honor as a soldier?"

The captain of the guard asked back, "Do you have any, Mr. Officer of Plosson? I know you. You are known as the most dangerous man in Europa. When Plosson is defeated, you will be hanged!"

Otto's face twitched.

At this time, the Brandenburg commandos brought out the King of Moravia.

The king said solemnly, "Otto Scholz, I knew it was you who came to me. But I have made up my mind. It was a mistake for Moravia to get on Prosen's chariot. I will correct him today!"

Otto: "You have been bewitched by the secularists, Your Majesty!"

"Perhaps." The king still held his head high. "But my decision is good for all Moravians, so it is definitely not wrong! From now on, their war is over!"

"No, their war has just begun!" Otto replied, "Do you think the 20th Army will let this betrayal go? The 20th Army still has 20 Prosen soldiers!"

"Really? Only 20? Seven hundred thousand Ante troops have crossed the border, and there are three hundred thousand of ours. I don't think the Twentieth Army has time to care about the second-class citizens of Moravia."

Otto thought for a moment and said, "I want your little finger, Your Majesty. It will not affect your future life."

King Moravia stared at Otto in confusion: "What do you mean?"

"It's just a little finger." After saying this, Otto directly pulled the king's hand, took out a tactical dagger, and cut off the first joint of the little finger.

The king howled like a pig being slaughtered.

Otto turned his gun around and shot dead several Brandenburg soldiers in the room with his submachine gun.

He rushed out with a gun in hand, shouting as he ran: "The special forces of the Ant Tribunal are in the city! And Komanda! Retreat!"

The soldiers of the Brandenburg Army were all confused, but they trusted "the most dangerous man in Europa" very much and organized the retreat in an orderly manner.

At this time, King Moravia also reacted and shouted to the captain of the guard: "Why are you standing there? Take their guns and shoot into the air!"

Guard Captain: "Ah? Do we need to do this?"

"Go!"

The captain of the guard picked up the gun of the dead Brandenburg soldier and was about to shoot into the air when he suddenly discovered that a Plossen soldier was still alive, and immediately pulled the trigger and fired another round.

Then he rushed to the balcony and started firing at the heads of the retreating Brandenburg troops below.

King Moravia, on the other hand, was taking a medical kit from a soldier of the Brandenburg Army, and said, "Well, what would he do if I didn't testify for him? He would surely be hanged now!

"But...he saved my life. There are smart people among the Prosen people."

----

December 4th, Eagle's Nest, the heart of the Proson Empire.

Emperor Plossom looked at his little finger in the jewelry box in front of him without saying a word.

The head of the Imperial Household Ministry's secret service asked Otto: "How are you going to prove that this is the finger of the King of Moravia?"

Otto: "I pledge it on my honor and my character."

"That thing is worth nothing!" the spy chief shouted.

"Enough!" The emperor roared, turning the ferocious spy chief into a docile kitten in an instant.

The Emperor looked up at the spy chief and said, "The Moravians have been in contact with the Allies for so long, and the Allied Commanders have been embedded in the capital, and you didn't even notice it!
"The Kratt Agency has already announced this possibility in advance!"

But the information of the Trak Bureau was all made up by a braggart! (See John Khan's Hard-core Ruthless Series)

Of course, Emperor Plossom didn't know this.

In fact, some people present may have discovered the secret of the Kratt Bureau.

General Moltke had a strange expression on his face, but he said nothing.

Emperor Proson closed the lid of the jewelry box and said, "Please display this in the Imperial History Museum in Prosonnia. It is an important piece of evidence. Now, gentlemen, let's discuss the battle situation. Can the 20th Army, fighting alone, stop the coalition forces of Ant and Moravia?"

Marshal Celtic sighed, "Of course not. We originally needed to rely on the defenses in the mountains and the Moravians to stop them. Now we can only withdraw troops and set up defenses along the Doma River to try to keep the enemy outside the Buda Basin. Once they enter the basin, Ant's armored forces can gallop in the flat basin."

Emperor: "How many troops are needed to stop the Ants' breakthrough?"

"At least half a million, Your Majesty."

The emperor sighed deeply and said to the Celtic Marshal: "Pull out 20 troops, plus the 20 troops originally in episodes. We must hold on no matter what!

"This time it's our turn to defend the country, so mobilize the People's Stormtroopers as much as possible. Just like the Ants stopped us in Abavahan, stop the Ants!"

"Yes."

After a brief hesitation, Marshal Celtic asked, "Your Majesty, should we start the next stage of mobilization?"

The emperor asked doubtfully, "Can we continue with the next stage of mobilization? Haven't we already fully mobilized?"

“Yes, but we can further relax the conscription standards. A 16-year-old child is no different physically from an -year-old. After training, they can also master the use of guns and go to the battlefield to kill the enemy.

"Men over the age of 50 can also be recruited into the army as combat power."

"Fifty years old?" the emperor said angrily. "People over fifty still need to urinate at night! Do we have enough industrial capacity to produce so many chamber pots?"

No one answered.

The emperor sat down dejectedly. "Well, further expand the scope of conscription and recruit all men between the ages of 16 and 55 into the Imperial Defense Force."

After a brief silence, the emperor, who had been preaching that the light of technology would replace the grace of God, murmured: "May God bless us."

After that, he began to hum the national anthem that the Purusan Empire had used for decades:
"The land where blue flowers bloom

Our noble homeland

"The magnificent song resounds through the sky

"The blessings of God will always be with us
"Praise the victory of our motherland, Prothenia!"

(End of this chapter)