"What do you think?" Roland looked at the surging light screen on the wall. To understand the demons' intentions, the Taquila survivors were undoubtedly the group of people who had the most say.
"Old tricks," Alxa snorted coldly. "Since threats don't work, it's time to use force. I've said it before. Threatening and pressuring the demons while advancing step by step is a trick they're good at dealing with human lords. If it were a witch city, the demons would choose to annihilate all of them. "
"But the last time you estimated the demons' advance would take about half a year."
"Ahem, this is based on the average construction time of a large camp. Maybe they're too impatient," Alxa's voice sounded a little awkward. The latter's voice sounded a little awkward. "Besides, the battle situation is always changing. It's stupid to follow the map. I didn't ask you to let your guard down. "
Hey, hey, this is a big joke. Of course, it's necessary to keep an eye on them, but the counterattack plan is arranged according to the time node. If the demons needed half a year to establish a foothold, he would be able to lay the railroad tracks on their faces. By then, he would have armored trains and rail cannons at the same time. He didn't believe the demons would have the energy to set up an outpost.
"Alxa didn't hide it on purpose. I agreed with her before." "The Union paid a heavy price to get the information about the timetable of the expansion of the Red Line. Even until the fall of the Holy City, the information was never wrong. Half a year is the limit for the demons." Agatha seemed to have noticed Roland's doubt and said, "The Union paid a heavy price to get the information about the expansion of the Red Line.
"So you're saying that the demons have broken through this limit, so the timetable that was exchanged with blood is no longer useful?" Edith spread out her hands. "Of course, it's understandable that the ancient information from 400 years ago has lost its effectiveness."
Roland could not help but feel his eyebrows twitch. If there were ordinary people present who dared to stand up to the "blob monster", the Pearl of the Northern Region was undoubtedly one of them... Considering that he was not really an ordinary person, Edith could even be said to be the only one.
As expected, Alxa reacted. "Mortal, you —!" "
"Maybe the giant skeletons made the red line expand faster, or maybe the demons have other purposes. If it wasn't for attacking, the outpost could have been opened earlier. After all, the scale of the outpost depends on the supply of Red Mist. Therefore, there is no need for you to argue over this matter. As for what to do, it is up to His Majesty the King. "
Roland nodded to himself. "No wonder he is the actual leader of the Taquila survivors," Roland thought. His speech not only resolved the possible dispute, but also took into consideration his feelings. "Speaking is indeed an art."
However, there was still a problem in reality. Whether the demons had other intentions or wanted to attack Neverwinter as soon as possible, this change had caused him to lose his surveillance of the ruins of the Holy City. In fact, Neverwinter did not have many countermeasures. If the phantom instrument did not make a mistake, he might be able to observe for a while to see what the demons were up to. But now he had to get rid of the obstacle in front of him as soon as possible.
"Tell the First Army to prepare for battle," Roland took a deep breath and turned to Iron Axe to order.
"Yes, Your Majesty!" The Sand Nation always answered neatly.
"Bold choice," Alhea praised. "Blindfolded when the war comes is tantamount to suicide. We have to know the enemy's movements at all times to be prepared." "
"General Staff, come up with at least one plan before sunset tomorrow." He deliberately glanced at Edith and said, "I want to see the detailed process of deduction."
"Your Majesty," Filin Schilt, the Dawn Knight who had officially retired, said with a troubled look, "According to Miss Sylvie, the flying Devilbeasts have occupied that area. There is almost no way to ensure that the First Army won't be discovered during the march. Once we are exposed, I'm afraid we will be in a difficult situation. "
Roland was also aware of this, which was why he wanted to get the detailed deduction before setting off. As the designer of the whole army's weapons, he naturally knew that Filin's words were tactful enough. If the anti-aircraft machine guns could not be set up and aimed in advance, the effect would be greatly reduced. At the same time, unlike the defense of the city wall, the enemy could come from all directions, which increased the demand for the barrage by several levels.
In addition, if the railway was not in place, the logistics would have to be carried out by foot. If the supply team was intercepted by the Devilbeasts, the loss would definitely not be small.
The distance from Neverwinter to the suspected enemy outpost was about 400 kilometers. Excluding the part where they had to pass through the Misty Forest, it was still 170 to 180 kilometers, which was impossible to cover in one day. Not only did they have to set up camps along the way, but they would also be exposed to the flying Devilbeasts, which would become the army's fatal weakness.
He did not have enough Sylvie to ensure that each supply team could avoid the demons' attacks. Usually, the logistics team made up of new recruits would be very tenacious after being attacked by the enemy, so Roland did not expect much. If the logistics line collapsed, the First Army might not even be able to retreat in one piece, let alone move an inch.
However, it was precisely at this time that he could not show any hesitation. "Make a plan first. We'll talk about other things after I read them!"
"Yes, Your Majesty," Filin said with his hand on his chest.
...
One day passed quickly, and the Adviser Department handed over the plan the next afternoon.
And there were two copies.
It was Edith Kant who reported it.
"You didn't sleep?" Roland noticed that her eyes were slightly swollen.
"Everyone is rushing. How can I go back to rest alone?" Edith shrugged. "I'll just take it as atonement for my mistake last time."
"Is this a bit of a criticism?" Roland waved his hand indifferently. "Just tell me the conclusion."
"Yes." She pointed to the plan on the left side of the desk. "If we march according to the normal method, the main army will definitely be noticed by the Devilbeasts. What they can do after that depends on the ability of the commander. Due to the lack of this information, the Adviser Department directly assumed the worst-case scenario and concluded that the First Army could achieve its goal, but it would be defeated by the demons. About half of the 5,000 troops can escape. The witches aren't in great danger. As long as they don't take risks out of desperation, they should be able to return. "
"This deduction is really harsh." Roland rubbed his forehead. "Is there a logistical problem?"
"Yes," Edith said without any hesitation. "The supply route was attacked by the demons, so the First Army had to divide its troops to protect it. However, it was impossible to completely contain the demons. With the casualties day after day, the morale of the troops will suffer and the confidence of the frontline will be affected. A week later, the attacks of the demons will become more difficult to predict, and the main army will start to attack the demons' camps. This can be said to be the simplest part of the battle. Your army successfully destroyed the demons' outpost, but the rear was on fire. "
"Neverwinter?"
"No, it was a real fire. The demons noticed the abnormal behavior of the Misty Forest and decided to set it on fire. This will destroy the safe passage built by Miss Leaf, and if the transport route is increased by three times, the First Army will completely lose supplies and thus lose the advantage of firepower. Therefore, they can only choose to break through the encirclement and retreat. " Edith coughed twice. "Of course, we may have set the number of demons to be a little high, but that's still uncertain. Judging from the urgency of their actions, I'm afraid they won't give up the outpost easily."
Roland could not help but laugh. "It's fine if there are a lot of demons, but which bastard came up with the idea of setting the forest on fire?"
"Your Excellency The Light Of Dawn," Edith said slowly. "But according to our analysis, as long as enough time passes, the probability of the demons finding something wrong with the Misty Forest will increase, so we can't rule out this possibility."
Although Roland was mentally prepared, he was a little depressed to see such a pessimistic deduction for the first time. "What about the second one? Don't tell me it's the same result. You've been busy all night just to tell me that it's impossible? "
However, he also knew that if he wanted to compete with the demons on the Fertile Plains, he would have to face the problem of land transportation sooner or later. If he could easily send ammunition and food to the frontline soldiers, why would he need to work overtime to build a railway?
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