I Will Be The Crowned King

Latest website: After being praised generously by the commander-in-chief, and in front of the entire officer corps, Alexei said that he was unhappy, it was false, and he was so complacent that the moustache at the corner of his mouth was almost raised.

At this moment, the word "beautiful expression" was born to describe his expression - pure literal meaning.

Of course, Alexei was also somewhat uneasy; the commander-in-chief was not a particularly boastful type—except for boasting—and every time he suddenly showed a good impression of you, it was probably when he felt sorry for you.

There is such a rumor circulating in the Storm Legion: If the commander-in-chief tells you that you are the person he trusts the most, then your next decision must be worthy of this trust, otherwise...

Well, otherwise the commander-in-chief will only be sorry for you.

There have been several versions of this rumor in the Storm Legion. After many updates and iterations, Anson Bach's image is almost the same as the evil **** who speaks his words.

Regarding these irresponsible, baseless, and unsubstantiated claims, Alexey Most Trusted and Loyal Dukasky said that there are no rumors, they are all true.

So this time there will be no exception.

"Appointed Lieutenant Colonel Alexei Dukasky as the forward of the regiment, led the second infantry regiment to take the lead, and rushed to the port of slavery."

"Your mission is to pretend to be the main force of the Storm Legion, the Grenadier Regiment, who is out of touch with the main force because of the speed of action, to attract the attention of the Borre Legion, and at the same time undertake the task of outpost reconnaissance and lure the enemy to take the initiative to attack. !"

"Once the enemy is successfully lured to leave the port of Slave, the Second Infantry Regiment must immediately launch a defense, cover the shooting army waiting vehicles, and at the same time retreat step by step, bringing the enemy into the pre-planned ambush circle of the Storm Legion."

"If the enemy is not fooled, the Second Infantry Regiment will lead the shooting corps to dig trenches outside the Chanu Port, put on a large-scale siege situation, attract the enemy's naval artillery fire, and wait for the main force to arrive."

After giving the order, Carl Bain sighed, handed the mission plan to Alexei who looked desperate, and patted his shoulder blankly.

Alexey, who had been petrified for nearly a minute, looked at the plan in his hand, then looked at the chief of staff, and after he stopped talking a few times, he finally said: "Lieutenant Colonel Carl, I have A question to ask..."

"Why you, right?" Carl's expression "I knew you were going to ask this":

"Frankly speaking, no reason - Anson's bastard... Our beloved commander-in-chief has said that, except for Lieutenant Colonel Julien, who is relatively inexperienced, anyone can do this task, and there is no necessary object."

"Huh? Then why..."

"Because out of everyone, you are the most active one." Carl sighed again:

"I have put forward suggestions and questions that are completely in line with the commander-in-chief's thoughts twice. They are more professional than my deputy... I, the chief of staff, do not choose who you choose?"

"I guess you must be thinking now that you won't be so active in the future, right?" Glancing at the second infantry commander whose face changed suddenly, the chief of staff snorted coldly:

"I advise you not to be wishful thinking. You are clear about our commander-in-chief. The only way to avoid his malice is to not know him, so..."

"Come on, ah."

When the words fell, Karl slapped him on the shoulder with a heavy palm, and the lost Alexei was immediately paralyzed and sat on the ground.

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At the same time, the Storm Legion headquarters camped.

Facing almost all the members of the officer corps except Alexei, Anson stopped his right hand playing with the pipe with a blank expression:

"Everyone is fine, I'll only say this once - not a word about any information suspected of the Dukasky family will be disclosed to Lieutenant Colonel Alexei."

"There is no room for discussion on this matter, and no explanation is accepted. Even rumors can't let Alexei notice, do you understand?"

"clear!"

The officers present nodded slightly, and their eyes were full of dignified colors.

An Sen nodded slightly and tapped the documents on the table lightly.

This is the information just sent by Lieutenant Colonel Norton Crosell—or the Society of Truth—that there are not only Lewent in the Borei Legion, but also many other talents from the Southern Clan.

The reason why I know this is because of the side effect of the previous elastic defense plan - relying on the smuggling trade, the New World Corporation, the Knights of Untrustworthiness and the Truth Society have all completed high-intensity infiltration of the upper levels of several legions, and almost got it. A complete list of the officers' corps of the Mujahideen.

Then they were surprised to find that the family heir of Dukasky's generation was also the head of a cuirass cavalry regiment in the Borre Legion.

According to the military system of the Empire, the cuirassiers are the core and absolute strength of an army. They usually play the role of attacking the fortress and making the final decision; in other words, as long as there is a conflict with the Bore Legion, the cuirassiers will definitely deal with the Storm Legion. of.

That being the case, Anson certainly had to consider that he couldn't let the other side have a head-on conflict with the second infantry commander he trusted so much. He could only find a reason for him to avoid the battle, or wait until the end before entering the battlefield.

But if he was given a task like the Queen's Palace, it would be too obvious to arrange, so there was the scene in the military meeting just now.

"Alexei... As far as we know, it should have run away from home for some reason, and there is no Clovis royal army ready to join."

Norton, who was sitting on the left side of the long table, supported the table with his hands, and said with a heavy expression: "He himself is very disgusted with being forced to sacrifice himself in order to obey the interests of the family. I am afraid that he was directly affected by something."

"As for what happened to the Dukasky family, although I don't know it yet, based on the information we have already obtained, it may be... um, escape from marriage."

Ugh?

As soon as the voice fell, the officers with a heavy expression just now, with different expressions, immediately divided into two factions with clear positions.

Julien, as well as a group of minor nobles such as Cavalry Major Jason, belonged to the well-educated group in the Storm Legion, and their expressions were obviously solemn, and there was even a bit of empathy in their twinkling eyes.

Similar to the big-headed soldiers or those who were forced to join the army, Leo, commander of the fourth infantry, and Jeroshenko, commander of the artillery company, their expressions were obviously stunned, and there was even a hint of envy in their aphasiatic expressions.

Lisa, who was sitting on the side, raised her head and stared straight at Anson with big curious eyes. That expression was full of worry, obviously confusing "deserter" and "runaway".

"Of course this is just our guess, it may not be true - Lieutenant Colonel Alexei, he is also likely to be forced to run away from home for other reasons." Norton added quickly:

"Please clarify this point, don't look at our second corps commander with colored eyes!"

However, it was obviously too late for him to say this, or at all, it was the same as not saying it - I heard that he probably has a wife who was forced to push it out, and everyone was already looking at him with colored eyes.

"All in all, this matter must not be known by Alexei - let him lead the 2nd Infantry Regiment and Shooting Corps as a reserve team for the attack on Slave Harbor. That's enough." Anson said solemnly, making the final summary. :

"The others... are prepared to face the attack of the Borei Legion alone without any assistance or cover."

"I would also like to state that the risks of this battle are huge, and I am ready to pay the price of sacrifice and loss, so please show some awareness."

"Indeed, it seems fantastic to challenge 20,000 elites with a mere 12,000 people, but this is our only chance to change the situation of the entire orderly world, with a small and broad opportunity!"

"Our enemies are strong, but not invulnerable; we have many allies, but we must prove that we are worthy of their alliance."

"What we have to do is to prove with our own hands that the enemy is really not invulnerable; grab their soft underbelly and slap them hard! Then..."

"The enemy will not become weaker because of this, and we will not become stronger because of this. It is a pity to challenge the strong in this world. The Ring of Order will not give you any rewards, and even pay a price."

"But the world, which seems to have not changed, will be... completely different from yesterday!"

An Sen said slowly: "When in this world, the strong need to pay a price visible to the naked eye for their reckless actions, willful nonsense, and humiliation, the world will become different."

"I don't want to say that such a world will be better, and I don't want to paint any more beautiful blueprints for you. I just want to ask you to seriously recall that the Storm Legion has gradually grown. Is it relying on bullying the weak and relying on the strong?"

Hearing this, I seriously recalled someone's family history, solicited sponsorships in various ways, beat stinky fish and shrimps, and then gathered all kinds of scum to bully the enemy with more wins and less, Carl really wanted to ask a question ...isn't it?

"Of course not!" Anson asked himself loudly:

"Eagle Horn City, Isir Guards, Seven Cities Alliance, Imperial Expeditionary Force, Imperial Colonial Legion... Every time the Storm Legion grows, it is after a head-on confrontation with a more powerful enemy!"

"Why? The price of bullying the weak may seem insignificant, but you are destined to not gain more; if you strangle the growing seedlings, how can you reap the fertile fruits in the future?"

"By defeating the strong, you can reap the friendship of allies, the vassals of the weak, and stand above everyone in a reasonable manner!"

"Therefore, all of you, from the fight against the rebellion in Clovis City, the siege of Eagle Point City, and the unification of the Han Dynasty, all of you who have fought side by side with me and have similar pursuits and ideals of progress..." An Sen took a deep breath and slowly Open your arms left and right:

"Please follow me to **** the strong and help the weak!"

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Just as Anson ventured eastward, preparing to challenge the Bolei Legion, which was almost twice his strength, Louis, who was stationed in Red Hand Bay, also waited for the enemy he was about to face.

The situation is extremely dire.

In the initial information obtained, the enemy in the direction of Red Hand Bay was just a feint attack, and the extra troops invested were also very limited; plus the previous results of the New World Corps and the Bolei Corps, Black Reef Port has almost become a no-man’s land. There is no capital and capacity to supply the army through.

According to the estimates of the staff of the New World Army Corps, the number of enemies on land cannot exceed 10,000, and the main "feint" direction should be from the sea.

The commander-in-chief is Major General Ludwig, and the fleet is basically composed of the Royal Fleet of the North Harbor and the sailors of the Bernard family, and the risk is infinitely close to zero.

But the final result was completely different from everyone's prediction.

More than 20,000 troops have assembled from the front on the land, and the scale of the sea fleet has reached an astonishing fifty warships... Although it seems that supply ships account for more than half, it is also terrifying for a small colony in Red Hand Bay. Extreme numbers.

In order to defend Beluga Harbor, An Sen hardly left Louis with too many troops, only 3,000 Sail City Corps, plus 8,000 Colonial Militia Corps—about the same strength as An Sen, the combat effectiveness is really different.

And Louis will use this kind of army to fight against the two elite jihadist armies... It seems that everything seems to be no different from the battle of the grass forest a few months ago.

Even...even Louis himself thinks so.

"...Compared with the enemy, the advantage our army has is that it has basically perfect fortifications, which can barely resist the enemy's initial fire coverage and weaken the damage caused to us by the previous rounds of offensive... In addition, the There is only morale to defend territory, dignity and honor."

Looking at the officers standing in front of him, the young knight said calmly, "But morale is not something that can last forever, but a force that needs to be relied upon to maintain."

"When the enemy's artillery shells keep falling on the heads of the soldiers, when the shouts of killing several times their own hit... We can't expect every soldier to not be afraid, that's not normal."

"They need an example, a support from UU Reading www.uukanshu.com, a consumable that makes them believe that they can continue to fight here, instead of being alone and being thrown away as a discarded item to attract the attention of the enemy, so that they can continue to fight here. Defend until the last minute you can."

"Also when they attack, they also need a direction, a flag, to tell them where to follow the direction, not just an order from the rear that can only remind them of corpses and death."

"That's what I want to say, and it's the only thing I want to say." Looking at the heavy-faced officers, Louis calmly pulled out the saber on his waist:

"So...if you still want to stop me, I have no objection, but I will go to the front of the line alone and fight alongside the soldiers who will defend the trenches."

"But if you have already understood, then please follow my order to set up the military flag at the artillery position closest to the forward position, establish a temporary headquarters, and tell all the soldiers and the enemy..."

"I...Louis Bernard, Marshal of the Legion of the New World...is here!"