The Fourth Calamity never believed in the steel torrent!

Chapter 207 The generals have already charged forward, what are you still doing here?
"Hey, what's wrong? Why are you silent? Say something!"

"Plato, what's wrong? I'm talking to you, what happened?"

Major General Pavlov gave a long and detailed explanation, only to suddenly realize that he had been the one talking the whole time.

What's the commander on the other end of the phone doing all this time? Is he slacking off?

"Commander, I'm here. Please give me your instructions!"

Lieutenant Colonel Praton quickly regained his composure and cautiously spoke to the division commander on the other end.

This is really bad. I never expected that the major general to be so powerful that the division commander would bypass their brigade commander and come here to make a phone call.

The thought of that major general charging into the artillery fire and possibly being dead by now sent shivers down his spine.

"No further instructions. Just remember this: you must protect the major general. If anything happens to him, I'll have the brigade commander execute you!"

After Major General Pavlov explained the situation again, he suddenly seemed to remember something, and a look of suspicion appeared on his face.

"Platton, what's wrong with you? I feel like something's off about you."

"Tell me where Major General Vorontsov is! Let him answer the phone!"

Good heavens! Sir, do you have to be so perceptive?

Lieutenant Colonel Praton had originally planned to sneak away unnoticed, but to his utter surprise, the division commander directly put the major general on the phone. What should he do now?
"...I'm sorry, Commander, Major General Vorontsov can't speak right now. He...he just led his soldiers in a charge against the enemy's position!"

On the other end of the communication line, Major General Pavlov, who was drinking coffee in the division headquarters, almost spat out all the coffee in his mouth when he heard the news.

The immense shock made his heart skip a beat.

"What the hell? Explain yourself! What exactly is going on?"

"I don't understand. What do you mean by 'the major general personally led his soldiers in the charge'?"

Major General Pavlov was somewhat puzzled as to how dangerous the battle must have become for a general to lead his soldiers in a charge.

What exactly happened up ahead? He hadn't heard of any enemy army group launching a major offensive!
Faced with his enraged superior, Platon dared not hide anything and quickly recounted everything that had happened.

"...In short, sir, that's the situation. It's really not my fault!"

"I was just looking for their division commander, but little did I know that Major General Vorontsov would lead his soldiers in a direct charge against the enemy's position?"

"Furthermore, when launching the charge, he demanded that our artillery fire never cease, even if it was raining down on the soldiers' heads, we had to continue bombarding the enemy's positions..."

Finished!

It's over, it's over, it's over!

What kind of reckless fighting style is this? Is Major General Vorontsov's fighting style really this brutal?
Recalling some rumors he had heard before, he was told that Major General Vorontsov's soldiers were indeed very brave in battle, but he never expected that the major general himself would be so brave!
Good heavens, this is the first time he's ever heard of a general who treats himself like a suicide squad!
Major General Pavlov said he was really shocked and just wanted to know how Andrei had managed to climb to the rank of major general.
Could it be that he led his troops in a suicide attack, and everyone else was killed except for him, so he was promoted to major general?
"You idiot! You good-for-nothing! What are you still doing here?"

"Damn it! Platon, I should shoot you!"

Without time to think too much, Major General Pavlov immediately vented his anger on his poor subordinate commander.

"Damn it, the major general and division commander have already led their soldiers up the mountain, and you're still here making phone calls to me? How can you have the nerve to do that?"

"It's ridiculous. I've fought so many wars, and this is the first time I've ever heard of a lieutenant colonel sitting obediently in the command post while a general is personally leading the charge!"

Lieutenant Colonel Platon felt somewhat aggrieved after being subjected to a barrage of insults.

How could he be blamed for this? He only found out three minutes before receiving the call that the major general had personally led his men to charge up there, and he was almost scared to death!
Moreover, given the current density of artillery fire, how could he dare to lead his men to charge forward?

Is this some kind of death wish?
With no other option, and to avoid being executed as soon as he returned, Lieutenant Colonel Platon had to personally rush to the front-line trenches, blow his whistle, and lead his soldiers in a fierce charge forward.

However, before charging, he did manage to silence all the artillerymen behind him, ordering them to stop firing.

He didn't have the courage to charge into enemy fire; he couldn't accept charging into such a death trap.

Unfortunately, while he could command his own artillerymen, he couldn't command the two heavy artillery pieces attached to the Krieg regiment.

Although the silent Krieg soldiers didn't notice why their allies had stopped firing, they continued firing their own cannons without pause.

For Krieg, this was exactly the kind of atmosphere they wanted—hand-to-hand combat with the enemy amidst gunfire!

Without this atmosphere, what kind of Krieg would it be? Besides, it's really fun to rack up points with these siege cannons!

They charged all the way to the third trench, which was the last command trench of the Altrians, and Andrei and his men did not encounter any obstacles.

The Altrians, who had completely collapsed, were unable to launch an effective counterattack. They drove the enemy forward like sheep, causing them to break up the formation of the soldiers in the rear.

A few soldiers, carrying submachine guns, had already aimed at the enemy rushing towards them, but for a moment they didn't know what to do.

In front of those soldiers in black uniforms were all friendly troops dressed in white uniforms.

If he were to unleash this burst of fire, he would have to kill all the friendly troops in front of him before he could kill the enemy!
Not everyone can bring themselves to shoot their comrades in such a situation; clearly, these Altrians didn't have that kind of ruthlessness.

So much so that by the time the fleeing soldiers reached their ranks, the players following closely behind had already charged forward with bayonets in hand, and then mercilessly hacked down the Altrians in front of them.

Rice Noodle Roll Cat: [Awesome! This Krieg set is so awesome, it's exactly the feeling I've been waiting for!]

However, I feel like our suits are missing something. It just doesn't feel right that the Krieg soldiers aren't using entrenching tools!

The Celestial Being Who Knows Me: [I wonder if this is because our skin tones are different?]

The skin's name is listed as Krieg Grenadier, not Krieg Engineer, so is it possible that we'll have to wait until we buy the Engineer skin to use the shovel?

Upon seeing this statement, the other players were stunned for a moment, but then they suspected that the game planner was very likely to do so!

If it were them, they definitely wouldn't let go of the popular Krieg tag, and they would definitely make several more skins!
After seeing the chat messages, Andre nodded, agreeing with the players' point. He then decided to create the other Krieg skins.

That's true, partly because he needs to make more skins for the purpose of recharging, and partly because he can't make the skins cover so many different types of units.

If you're going to make a Krieg engineer, you'll definitely need to upgrade the engineer's shovel skill, otherwise the skin's effects won't be apparent.

However, this would drastically increase the cost of creating the skin, so it would be better to just create a new skin.

He only needs to spend 2 influence points to create a new skin of this level, but if he adds a function to the existing skin, he will have to spend another 2 influence points. Without a doubt, it is more cost-effective to make a new one!

Then we'll assign an engineer, a cavalryman, and when we turn back, we'll also assign a ground-shaking artilleryman, and maybe even a political commissar. That'll be a complete package!

Once he finishes making all the skins in this series, I believe they will definitely sell like hotcakes, and he might even be able to put together an independent Krieg Legion.

Unfortunately, while the other skins are relatively easy to make, the Commissar skin for Krieg is quite difficult.

According to the established rules, Krieg's political commissar is supposed to advise other soldiers to slow down their charge on the battlefield and not charge blindly, rather than encouraging them to charge with him.

After all, the Kreigans charged with such recklessness that they didn't value their own lives.

So Andrei was a bit of a headache, not quite sure how to add the commissar's skills.
You can't have the political commissar give an order and slow down the charging speed of all the surrounding soldiers, right? Wouldn't that be a negative effect?

"Forget it, there's always a way out. I'll think about this kind of problem later. I'll just check the players' chat section more!"

"I have to say, these quirky gamers have such broad perspectives. It's good to read through the chat sections of other players; it helps to spark your own inspiration!"

Andrei couldn't help but sigh, then turned around to look behind him.

He didn't know what happened next, but the shelling suddenly stopped. At first, it startled him, and he thought that the enemy had attacked the artillery positions behind him.

But then, when he saw the other soldiers rushing towards him, he understood. It seemed that the other friendly troops had been inspired and were also rushing up with him.

In fact, other friendly soldiers should have rushed up much earlier.

With Andrei and his men having built such a huge advantage, any sane ally would know that they should follow the vanguard and charge forward to further expand their gains.

But there was no way around it; the brutal shelling had terrified the other friendly forces, so much so that they dared not charge forward.

Commander Platon, who was leading the others in a desperate charge, was anxiously searching for the Major General's figure on the battlefield, fearing that he might find the Major General's fallen body in some corner, and he couldn't help but look back.

The two heavy cannons behind were still firing, and the terrifying sound of their shells was like a heavy hammer, making his heart tremble.

"Cold-blooded lady, please protect me! Don't let me get hit by this cannon! If I get hit by one of these, I'm afraid I won't even be able to find my whole body!"

While silently reciting it to himself, Platon felt a little emotional.

I wonder where this unit got these self-propelled artillery pieces from; they look truly amazing!

With such a large caliber, if he could use it, he couldn't even imagine how awesome it would be.

However, he was also puzzled. He had no recollection of the Cambrian Empire ever producing this type of artillery. The heavy cannon mounted on the mobile machine in front of him looked strange. Could it be some unknown new product?

Andrei: No, this was purely something a bunch of idiot sapper players came up with!

Even now, he still doesn't understand how those players managed to fix the cannon to the two heavy mobile suits.

Whether it was truly the cold-blooded lady protecting him or for some other reason, the cannonballs from those two giant cannons never landed on their heads.

Logically speaking, short-barreled siege cannons like these shouldn't be very accurate, but as they charged all the way to the enemy's position, they watched as shells rained down, but none of them hit their heads.

This makes many people feel grateful for the cold-blooded lady's protection, because they have heard others say:

If you sincerely believe in Lady Cold-Blooded, she will help you avoid some long-range bullets on the battlefield, making it difficult for the enemy to hit you.

Andrei had heard such rumors before, and his assessment was:

I'm getting numb. The more I listen to this cold-blooded woman, the more she sounds like a sadist.

If he remembered correctly, all of Khorne's demons seemed to have extremely high ranged resistance; they were all masters of dodging bullets!
In the third trench, the Altrianian soldiers, with nowhere left to retreat, were fighting desperately, but they only saw the battlefield in chaos and had no idea how to resist.

Some soldiers, out of fear, even jumped out of the trenches and tried to escape, not even bothering to retreat through the communication trenches.

However, the precise shots from the players ruthlessly shattered these soldiers' dreams of escape, letting them know that running away at this time would only lead to a faster death!

At the Alteran command post, a brigade commander glared angrily at the mage beside him.

"What's going on? The enemy is almost upon us, why aren't you making a move?"

"Damn it, you don't actually think these Cambrian people will let you go after we're all wiped out, do you?"

Looking at the mages in front of him, the brigade commander felt a surge of displeasure. These mage advisors had always displayed an arrogant attitude in front of him, completely disregarding his orders as the brigade commander.

If these guys weren't battle mages from the Black Hawk Empire, he wouldn't have needed to be polite to them; he would have had the military police beside him drag them out and shoot them all!

"Brigade Commander, don't worry, there's no use in being anxious now!"

"Based on the descriptions of the soldiers who have retreated, I strongly suspect that the force charging towards us is very likely a zombie army!"

A necromancer spoke enthusiastically to the brigade commander, and the more he talked, the more he felt that his speculation made perfect sense.

"Look, first of all, this army is fearless of death and pain, which is very similar to the characteristics of the undead!"

"In addition, even though it was a sweltering day, these soldiers insisted on wrapping themselves up tightly in their military overcoats. Even though we didn't launch any gas attack, they still wore gas masks and even covered their hands with gloves."

"Why would these soldiers make themselves look like this? It's definitely to avoid others seeing their naked bodies, to block the sunlight and avoid exposure!"

"Furthermore, they were able to remain standing even after suffering heavy losses in battle, and some soldiers even claimed that they would be resurrected. Moreover, despite being such elite troops, the Cambrian Empire did not care about them at all, and even ordered the cannons to continue bombarding them while they were charging!"

"All of this indicates that they are actually a group of hidden undead! They are very likely a zombie army secretly formed by the Cambrian Empire!"

Upon hearing the mage's explanation, the Altrianan brigade commander blinked, indicating that he didn't understand any of this nonsense.

But I have to admit, what this monk said is absolutely right!

"So what are you going to do? Are you planning to wake up my fallen soldiers?"

Seeing the mage's restless hand, the brigade commander sternly warned him:
"I'm warning you, don't even think about it. If you dare to desecrate the bodies of these warriors, I'll have the military police shoot you immediately! Even if the Black Hawk Empire is behind you, it won't matter!"

The necromancer shrugged, indicating that he wouldn't do something so foolish.

Although he did have the urge, he knew that if he did so, it would inevitably arouse great disgust among the Altrians.

If the Empire were to lose an important ally because of this, his sin would be immense. Besides, the Black Hawk Empire's necromancers would not revive the bodies of fallen comrades on the battlefield.

"Don't worry, I won't let your soldiers come back to life!"

"My next plan is to wait until these people get closer and then try to wrest control of the zombies from the necromancer on the other side!"

"These zombies are so agile in battle, there must be a necromancer among them controlling them at close range. We only need to seize control of a portion of the zombies to make them fight each other!"

As he said this, a cold smile appeared on the necromancer's lips.

He had learned how to seize control of the undead during his training at the academy, as this spell was a required spell for almost all necromancers.

However, in normal times, this spell is used to quickly take over the undead controlled by fallen comrades. He has never taken control from an enemy necromancer before!

There was no other way; the Black Hawk Empire was known for its large-scale use of necromancers on the battlefield, and they hadn't encountered any other opponents who also favored necromancers. Before long, Andrei and his group discovered the enemy's regimental command post and launched a fierce charge towards it.

It must be said that their regimental command post was truly well-concealed. The Altrians not only dug a huge underground bunker, but they also dug a large number of tunnels for escape.

I have no idea how these guys managed to dig out such a large area of ​​land in such a short time.

Andrei suspected that they might have used necromancers to summon a large number of skeletons as laborers.

Otherwise, it's impossible for a player who plays as a "Grey" character to have joined the Altranian camp, right?

Just then, Andrei suddenly sensed a magical fluctuation coming from inside the bunker.

"Oh no, it's magic!"

Despite not sensing any danger, Andrei instinctively dodged to the side, and then... he found himself hiding in vain!

The magical fluctuations inside this bunker are clearly extremely strong, indicating that multiple mages are casting spells together, and possibly some kind of combination spells.

For some reason, Andrei didn't see any magical effect, as if the spell he cast just now was a waste of time and nothing happened.

"What the hell!"

Andrei was confused and wondered if the enemy mage had lost his mind, so he just casually threw a spell at him, silencing the mage.

"What's going on? Why isn't it working?"

Hidden in the bunker, several Blackhawk mages were casting spells through the firing ports, watching as the large contingent of Krieg soldiers continued their charge, their spells missing their mark and hitting nothing.

For a moment, the mages panicked.

"No way, could those guys all be living people? They're not actually zombies?"

Looking at the soldiers who were silently charging towards them and falling to the ground from time to time under the machine gun fire, a mage had a slight sheen of sweat on his forehead.

If everything before can be explained by undead and zombies, then this army makes perfect sense. But what if this army is entirely made up of living, breathing people...?

He simply couldn't imagine what kind of belief a unit must have to be able to display such ferocity on the battlefield.

Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly felt a weakness in his body, as if some strange force was rapidly draining the magic power from his body!

Besides him, the other mages also felt the same sensation and collapsed to the ground almost instantly, feeling extremely weak.

Damn it! These idiots!

When the brigade commander saw that the Black Hawk mages had all fallen to the ground, while the enemy outside remained unchanged, he couldn't help but curse.

He had no idea what these mages had gone through. He thought they had failed in their battle against the enemy, which was why they looked like this.

"Damn it, we can't rely on the sorcerer anymore. Lock all the doors!"

He quickly ordered the soldiers to close the bunker's iron gates and then had the communications officer send a message to the rear requesting support!
The enemy's charge was so fast that he didn't even have time to retreat and was trapped here.

In the current situation, he definitely cannot break out. With only a dozen guards and a group of staff inside the bunker, how can they possibly break out?

The only option now, besides getting the artillery behind to retreat quickly, is to wait for reinforcements to arrive.

However, the players outside didn't seem to have any intention of making a fuss about attacking the bunker.

Some players are hesitant, wondering if they should first change Krieg's skin and then put on a flamethrower outfit for themselves.

He previously bought a flamethrower suit, which wasn't damaged in battle and can still be used now!

Just then, another player threw out a flare, and red smoke quickly rose up, marking the location of the bunker.

After noticing the commotion, the artillerymen behind immediately adjusted their guns and began to bombard the area.

Two heavy shells, each 234 mm in caliber and even loaded with concrete-piercing armor-piercing warheads, slammed into the roof of the bunker with a deafening roar, penetrating the thick ground directly.

The massive explosion caused the entire bunker to collapse instantly, killing or injuring almost all the officers and soldiers inside.

A few unlucky souls who didn't die on the spot struggled to crawl out of the rubble, only to see the players as soon as they looked up.

As the Krieg soldier, who resembled a black devil, raised his rifle and aimed it at his head, the Altrianian let out a pig-like scream.

But Andrei stopped the soldier from pulling the trigger and instead said to him:
"Don't kill him. First, bandage his wounds. Later, have the people behind him interrogate him to get information!"

"Especially those special forces troops, tell those guys to stop focusing all their attention on their own people, it's time for them to do something worthwhile!"

Honestly, the intelligence on the front lines about the Altranians is a complete mess right now. The reports from different units are completely different about where the Altranian army has reached and what tactics they have adopted.

If all the reports from the front-line troops were combined, the Altranians would probably have had to mobilize more than 500 million troops. They probably would have had to mobilize the entire nation to gather that many people!

So we might as well seize this opportunity to capture a prisoner and get some information from them.

However, in this regard, professional matters should be handled by professionals, and it's time to find some work for the secret agents of the Special Administrative Region.

The enemy artillery failed to retreat. Although they tried their best to pack up their cannons and quickly withdraw, they were eventually discovered by Andrei's air force.

With such intense fighting here and a large number of players constantly exposing each other in the chat area, how could there not be any air force brothers rushing over to provide support?

Although most of Andrei's air force comrades are now missing, the fighting in the surrounding area is not limited to one place, and various large and small battles are breaking out everywhere.

However, seeing that there are a large number of players gathered here, many air force brothers are still willing to come and provide support.

From the very beginning, the opposing artillery was hidden in a clearing in the woods, and with the help of camouflage nets and some technology that even Andrei couldn't understand, they successfully deceived their own artillery.

Even the players operating the heavy artillery couldn't see the enemy's location—you know, they had an overhead view!
No problem, after roughly judging the trajectory of the enemy's shells, the player also roughly estimated the location of the enemy's artillery.

Although the two heavy artillery pieces did not bombard that area because there were more valuable and meritorious targets elsewhere, the two heavy artillery pieces did not bombard that area.

But a fighter jet that had just flown in successfully marked the enemy artillery in the area after dropping two signal flares.

Then, under the fierce attack of several other fighter jets that flew in, the artillery here was practically an open-air target.

After a period of chaotic battles, Andrei discovered that players who frequently used fighter jets were more inclined to use the "bomber killer" configuration.

Perhaps it's because this configuration allows it to launch rockets at the enemy, resulting in a relatively high output in a short period of time.

Under the continuous bombardment of rockets, the enemy artillery, which was still in the forest and had not yet withdrawn, suffered heavy casualties, and several ammunition vehicles were even detonated.

The detonation of these ammunition trucks seemed to trigger a chain reaction, with exploding shells flying everywhere and occasionally blasting fireballs onto nearby vehicles.

Unfortunately, the Altranians did not seem to pay attention to safety procedures during their retreat, so much so that their ammunition trucks were almost all piled up together.

The chain reaction from this explosion was absolutely devastating. Even from several kilometers away, Andrei and his men could see the massive fireballs erupting from the distant forest.

"Wow, the scene over there is really spectacular. What exactly did the Air Force set on fire?"

After letting out a sigh, Andrei led his soldiers to continue clearing the front line.

For players with higher status, such as sergeants and officers, Andrei ordered his men to capture them first. As for ordinary soldiers, that was up to the player's discretion.

Given the players' personalities, they are unlikely to dedicate too many people to guarding prisoners; capturing a few valuable individuals would suffice.

Otherwise, if you catch too many, and then find that there are too few players guarding them, these guys will run around everywhere and eventually disappear. In that case, it would be better to just take care of them from the beginning.

Not all armies are like the army of the Kingdom of the Apennines, where one person can capture thousands of soldiers, and they can even spontaneously build prisoner-of-war camps.

If all prisoners of war in the world were this obedient, war would be much easier to fight.

"Phew... General, are you alright?"

Just then, Commander Platon finally led his soldiers over and saw Andrei standing in the crowd giving orders.

Although Andrei's current attire looks a bit strange, and he doesn't have any bright general's stars on his shoulders, there is one person among a group of silent gas mask soldiers who keeps talking. If he's not the leader, then who is?
After glancing at the lieutenant colonel, Andrei frowned slightly and said:
"I'm fine, everything's alright, but your soldiers' reaction speed is a bit slow!"

"Honestly, you should have seized the opportunity earlier. If you had followed closely behind when we broke through the enemy's first trench, we could have taken control of the situation much faster!"

Upon hearing Andrei's reprimand, the regimental commander couldn't help but roll his eyes, feeling that the general in front of him truly thought differently from normal people.

With all that gunfire going on before, how could he dare to charge forward?

If he had that guts, he wouldn't be the current regimental commander anymore; he would be a lump of rotten flesh in his grave!

He also couldn't understand where General Andrei got the confidence to charge into the artillery fire.
Fortunately, Andrei only mentioned it casually and didn't really care about it. After all, Andrei knew that his charging posture was indeed a bit exaggerated.

He was just complaining casually, feeling that it wasn't right for these allies to be just going through the motions.

Compared to the problem of his allies not charging alongside him, Andrei was now more concerned about a new notification he had received.

I don’t know if it was because he absorbed the magic power of several mages, plus the magic power he had accumulated before, but after he used a series of spells, the progress bar on his chosen one screen actually increased!
In fact, Andrei didn't notice the progress bar on the interface at first; he thought it was just a skill tree.

It wasn't until he saw several branches on the skill tree gradually turning blue, and one of the branches that had turned completely blue led to the next level, that he realized his thing actually had a progress bar!

The Chosen Ones' abilities have been enhanced—that's a good thing!

Although Andrei was worried that a certain blue bird would come and visit him in his dreams, it seems that his system has only created eight skill trees so far.

At least he eats and drinks normally on weekdays and sleeps well at night, and has never been affected by anything strange.

Since there are no side effects and I won't be appearing in a dream with the giant blue bird, I'll just keep leveling up my skills!
Regarding the Chosen One, what he lacks most right now is a set of direct attack skills, and the three skills that appeared this time happen to all be attack-type skills!
The first skill is called Tzeentch Blue Flame. There's nothing special about it; it's just that it throws out a series of blue fireballs for long-range single-target attacks.

The second skill is called Tzeentch Powder, which is also nothing special. It can launch a fan-shaped sea of ​​fire, but the attack range is relatively short.

The third skill is called the Burning Spell, which can cause the magic power in the enemy's body to burn rapidly, causing the enemy to enter a state of self-immolation!
After hesitating for a moment, Andrei finally chose the second skill because he felt it was more practical.

The first skill seems good, but if he has the time to throw a bunch of fireballs at distant enemies, why not just let the player fire a mortar shot in that direction?

The third skill is actually redundant with his Spellsteal; both are mage-killing types, and their versatility is far less than the first two skills.

In comparison, the second skill, although with a shorter attack range, creates a sea of ​​fire that can randomly appear on the battlefield. If used well, it can be very effective for both killing enemies and blocking them off.

Based on the animation on the skill icon, he felt that even if he got his hands on a flamethrower tank, he would never be able to create such a sea of ​​fire in a short time.

After acquiring the new skill, Andrei was itching to try it out on a target.

However, after looking around for a while, he found that there really wasn't any suitable target.

There was no way around it; he had almost completely captured this position, and the few scattered enemies marked with red were being quickly eliminated by other players and soldiers.

In this situation, if he throws out a skill that deals area-of-effect damage, the number of his own people he kills will definitely be more than the number of enemies he kills.

So he had to give up for now, hoping to find a suitable target sometime so he could properly test his new skills.

Just then, Lieutenant Colonel Platon suddenly said to Andrei:

"General, my division commander, Major General Pavlov, tried to contact you, but since you have already arrived at the front and entered the battle, his several calls were unsuccessful."

Andrei nodded, then asked with a hint of curiosity:

"What's going on? What does Major General Pavlov want with me?"

Commander Platon hesitated for a moment, then whispered:

"General, our division commander suggests that... if it's not necessary, you should return to the rear command. The Empire cannot afford to see a major general die so easily on the battlefield!"

But Andrei simply waved his hand, rejecting the offer.

"Forget it, there's no point in me going back to headquarters now. I brought the troops here to launch a counterattack!"

"If possible, I would like you to pass on a message to Major General Pavlov."

Seeing that Commander Platon was listening attentively, Andrei pointed to the surrounding troops and then said:

"If I were in command, I would choose to concentrate the main force in key urban areas and engage in melee combat with the enemy in terrain such as forests and lakes. This is not a wise choice!"

“We can concentrate our troops in important cities and fortify them, while setting up multiple satellite positions around them so that these positions can form crossfire.”

"With this defense model, we should be able to hold the city and prevent the enemy from completely cutting off the railway line. The rest will be up to our railway patrols and armored trains."

Andrei really didn't have any particularly good way to defend against the enemy's attempt to sabotage the railway.

His previous defensive strategy was mainly based on the fact that the Cambrian Empire's communication was backward and the soldiers' individual skills were relatively low, so he came up with this model.

The more complex the terrain and the smaller the skirmishes with the enemy, the less advantageous the Cambrian Empire becomes. In complex terrains such as jungles, they are no match for the Alterania infantry.

If the Cambrian Empire focuses its defense on key cities, it can then leverage its advantage in heavy firepower.

He concentrated all the heavy artillery of an entire army group and relied on the railway lifeline to defend it to the death. He refused to believe that the railway hub could fall!
As for the remaining more complex combat missions, those will be handed over to his players when the time comes.

(End of this chapter)