Not many people were invited. Apart from Allen and Ante, there were only the Orlando couple, Remington, Edward, Keller, and a few senior officers in the Bucks Army. Salon stood in front of a long table with a sand table on it. It had already simulated the environment of the battlefield and the approximate strength of the two armies.
Seeing Allen and the other two enter, Salon raised his head and smiled, "I heard that Lord Allen has been watching the enemy formation on the balcony for a long time. I wonder what he saw?"
Allen shook his head and smiled bitterly, "What I saw was all bad stuff. It's fine if I don't say it."
"Oh, then does Lord Allen think this war is still necessary?"
"Of course!" Allen said without hesitation, "Even though we are at a disadvantage in the situation, it is far from hopeless."
"I'm relieved to see that Lord Allen is so determined. Otherwise, if even someone like you loses confidence, then I don't think this war is worth fighting." Salon chuckled.
Allen smiled and said, "General Salon, don't you think you're flattering me too much?"
"How could that be? I'm telling the truth." Salon said seriously, "If I had some doubts about Lord Allen before the Battle of Mountain City, then after the Battle of Mountain City, I absolutely believe that Lord Allen has the power to change the overall situation." To be honest, before this, I had heard rumors about Lord Allen, but I always felt that they were exaggerated. However, this time, Keller personally told me that Lord Allen had killed his way through the Intermediate Army and killed the enemy general in that battle. Only then did I know that Lord Allen did have the strength related to the rumors. In this battle, with a person like Milord in our camp, everyone has a little more confidence. "
Allen couldn't take the old general's praise to his face and blushed.
'"However, in the next war, both sides will invest tens of thousands of troops, so Lord Allen's strategy in Mountain City won't work. Otherwise, as long as Lord Allen burrowed into the enemy formation again, everything will be solved. " Salon used a slightly exaggerated tone to make a joke, then said seriously, "Therefore, in this war, we can only fight steadily and surely. Make good use of our home advantage and drive the foreign races out! "
"Looks like General Salon already has a plan." Orlando smiled and glanced at Nora. "We can rest assured now."
"Mr. Orlando, respected Son of the Spear. I do have a plan, but it's not a foolproof plan. Whether we can hold this line of defense or not will depend on whether everyone is of one mind. " Salon made a hand gesture and summoned everyone to the side of the long table. He pointed at the phalanx and said, "For this battle, I will divide our defensive line into five regions. They were the center, the left and right flanks, and the south and east flanks. At that time, my army will be responsible for the defense of the central position, and General Keller and General William will be responsible for the left and right wings … "
William Peter was another general in the Bucks Army. He came with Salon this time. He was a few years younger than Keller. His long blond hair was draped over his shoulders, and his lips were pursed tightly on his resolute face. He wore a silver-gray chainmail and the signature dark green cloak of the Bucks Army. He carried a longbow on his back and a sword on his waist. He was a dignified and handsome general. He clenched his fist and gently pounded his chest. He did not say anything but used his hand gesture to replace his answer.
"As for the east and south flanks, I will leave them to Sir Allen and Mr. Orlando." Salon said apologetically, "Originally, the imperial army should be fully responsible for the national war. However, the current situation is turbulent, and we have many internal problems to solve. Marshal Roderick intends to take full responsibility for the battle in the Southern Region, but he really can't transfer more manpower and powerhouses, so he can only entrust it to the two of you. "
Allen smiled and nodded. Orlando said, "As lords, we have the responsibility to protect our own territory. General Salon, you don't have to be polite. If there's anything you need us to do, just tell us."
"Since Mr. Orlando said so, I have one more thing to ask Sir Allen for help. Since I've already done this, I'm not afraid to ask Sir Allen for another favor."
Allen asked curiously, "What can I help you with?"
"I need your abilities." Salon said with a smile, "Originally, it was very difficult for an individual to control the overall situation in a war of this scale, unless it was an expert at the level of the Ten Saints." "None of us is above Level 30. However, I found something interesting from General Keller's description. Sir Allen has a very powerful ability that can kill and injure the enemy on a large scale. I wonder if that ability is unlimited, or has some harsh conditions to activate it? "
Only then did Allen know that he was concerned about the "Blazing Volcano". He said simply, "It's an ability that can change the terrain locally, and after stacking another ability of mine, it can induce the fire origin energy in a designated area to the greatest extent. You probably know its advantages. As for its disadvantages, it takes about ten seconds from activation to full activation, and this ability does not distinguish between friend and foe, so it is not suitable for chaotic battles. "
"So that's how it is. Even with such shortcomings, it is still very powerful." Salon sighed, "As the Great Emperor said, Sir Allen's potential is extraordinary. He had yet to break through the Level 30 barrier, but he had already formed such an ability. Previously, in Milahan, he even had the power to break through the city with a single saber strike. If Sir breaks through Level 30, I think Sir will immediately be able to squeeze into the Ten Saints and be ranked at the top. "
"At that time, I'm afraid there will be nothing left for Midian." Salon laughed loudly.
After laughing, he said, "Then I would like to ask Sir to throw such a volcano into the enemy formation before the two armies confront each other. Blow them up until they cry and scream."
Allen nodded. "So that's how it is. It's easy."
"Then it's up to you." Salon cleared his throat and said, "Alright, everyone. Next, let us talk about the details of this battle. Although we will mainly focus on defense, there is a saying that goes, offense is the best defense. So when the conditions permit, we will organize an attack. But when that time comes, everyone must pay attention to my orders and signals. Offense is to change the situation on the battlefield. We cannot hope to defeat the enemy in one or two attacks. So when I ask for a strategic retreat, everyone better not be blinded by killing. Remember the principle of retreating when it is necessary … "
They talked for a long time and exchanged different opinions. They gradually perfected the details of the entire strategic deployment. By the time the meeting ended, it was already nightfall. The pale moonlight illuminated the castle. After dinner, everyone dispersed. As the alien races liked to fight at night, the arrival of night did not mean that they could relax. Instead, they had to be more vigilant.
After Allen left the dining hall, he carried Gojoseon to a balcony in the castle. He sat on a bench and looked at the fire at the foot of the mountain in the west. The outsiders' camp was brightly lit. Those fellows who hated flames and the sun would actually set up a few large furnaces in the camp and burn wood day and night. It was an anomaly. Perhaps compared to their likes and dislikes, the outsiders wanted to win this war more.
If it was him, he would think the same way. After all, winning this war was equivalent to knocking on the door of the southern border of the empire. Compared to this, what was the usual likes and dislikes?
The moonlight was hazy, and the gray-white moonlight shone down from the thick clouds with difficulty, painting half of the castle with a gray-white fluorescent light, making it look so peaceful and peaceful at this moment. Unfortunately, everything was like the moon in the mirror. As long as the horn of attack sounded, it could completely break this peaceful atmosphere.
When the sound of footsteps sounded, Allen turned around to look. He was wiping Gojoseon with a cloth. The long saber flowed with a flame-like luster under the moonlight. The flames reflected by the saber landed on Father Miro's face. The priest couldn't help but narrow his eyes and be attracted by the light refracted by Gojoseon. Only then did he see Allen. The priest happily walked into the balcony and said, "Young Master Allen, so you're here."
"Father, this doesn't seem to be a place you should be." Said Allen. Of course, he was referring to the unicorn territory that had become the frontline.
Miro shrugged, "Indeed, such a dangerous place is not suitable for me. But I thought that perhaps those soldiers who are confused and even afraid would need to listen to the guidance of God, so I came. "
"Oh, it seems like you're very suitable for this role now." Of course, Allen would not forget that when he first met the priest, Miro was a money-grubber.
"After all, I have already dedicated myself to God. Of course, I have to do something that a priest should do as a priest."
Allen put away his saber. Gojoseon didn't actually need to wipe it. It was just that these actions helped Allen calm his mind. Seeing Gojoseon's blade completely sheathed, Allen asked casually, "Speaking of which, there's actually a question I've always wanted to ask you."
"Oh, what is it?" Miro asked curiously.
"Father Miro, do you believe in God?"
Miro was stunned and said, "Your words remind me of something. I forget when it was, but I did ask Archimedes the same question."
"Oh, then what did he say?" Now it was Allen's turn to be interested.
"That's a very shameful answer …" Miro shook his head and said, "That's what your father said at the time. He said, Miro, your question is stupid enough. Of course I believe in God, because I am God. "
Allen was stunned. This was indeed an unexpected answer.
"Listen, how arrogant, ignorant, and even foolish this is." At the end of his sentence, the priest shrugged and said, "But this is indeed Archimedes' style. Everyone has a belief, and his belief is himself."
"In other words, he believes that he is omnipotent. He often says that only cowards place their hopes on the gods, and for truly courageous people, hope is in every pulse of their hearts. As long as life is endless, there will never be despair. " Miro sighed, "I have to admit that the drunkard and the guy who likes to take credit sometimes have a bit of bullshit to say, even if it sounds more like what an egomaniac would say."
Allen narrowed his eyes and gently placed his hand on his chest, feeling the strong pulse coming from his heart. He suddenly laughed. The pressure before the great battle actually disappeared just like that.
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