Prais took the battle report from the guard's hand, and when he was about to open it, the mountain wind blew, and there was a bloody breath,

"It'......"

Prais's eyes were fixed on the deep scarlet on the seal of this war report, his pale blue pupils constricted, and the faint smell of blood mixed with the wind indicated that this was not the kind of ordinary fire paint that was sealed, but the fire paint mixed with the blood of the letter writer, such a war report would only represent one meaning, that is, the person who submitted the report had made the consciousness of martyrdom.

"This battle report should be submitted to His Majesty......" His hand stopped on the fire paint of the war report, and Prais couldn't decide for a while, should he read this battle report,

As the dispatcher of the king's affairs, he is extremely clear about the current battle situation, the frontline battle is not optimistic, and the strategy of the Falcon Majesty Xià to besiege Dorok in three ways can no longer be sustained.

Although he had used tactics to constantly provoke contradictions between the civilians of Dorok and the council, no one expected that Dorok Speaker Dorok would have such great determination that the strong man broke his wrist and cut off five thousand heads with one sword, wasting most of the hard work of the empire.

In just a few days, the main force of 80,000 Dorok troops rushed forward and jumped out of the blockade line of the Falcon Army, like a group of downhill tigers successively breaking through 8 cities northwest of Parabun,

On the war-torn border, more than 100,000 civilians of Ruierdian once again fell into a situation of displacement, and thick smoke covered the sky. The sound of the fierce battle resounded throughout the earth,

As a Ryordian person, when I know that my beautiful hometown, which has just calmed down, has been brutally affected by the war again,

Prais, who was in charge of the rear of Airey, could not sit still, and he took advantage of the opportunity to report on military affairs and rushed to Pomion from the north of Airey, hoping to personally persuade His Majesty the Falcon to readjust the Dorok strategy.

In front of the fat man, Prais made an impassioned statement, saying that the Parabun side was extremely dangerous. The Doroks had the advantage in strength and morale,

The opponent's offensive is like a tide, and the morale of the army is high. For our side, it has been restrained in many places, the western army of the empire is a lightly armed group, and there are weak troops in a hurry to deal with the 80,000 Dorok army that is ready to attack, and its thin defense line is full of holes It can be expected,

But if there are no reinforcements in a short period of time, not only will the Western Army suffer heavy losses, but it will only be a matter of time before Paraven in the center of the continent falls.

When the time comes, the continent will inevitably shake, and the prestige of the empire will suffer a heavy blow,

Prais said bluntly, "This onslaught of the Dorok army has hit the Empire in the soft underbelly. After all, the Paraven region has only been part of the empire for only half a year, and the people of Ryordian and Vicchia are at odds with each other.

As long as a crack is cracked here, millions of Ryrdian people will riot in the hearts of the people, enough to spend ten years on the Falcon Empire. It will take decades for it to calm down again,

During this time, the Falcon Empire will not have the extra energy to deal with Doroc,

To fight alone with an army of 80,000 in exchange for ten years of preparation for the Dorok people, this should be what the commander of Dorok is calculating.

The mourning soldiers, commanded with a mortal heart, were sharp enough to penetrate the defensive line of the Western Legion,

The only way now is to do everything in our power to persuade His Majesty the Falcon to immediately mobilize the main force of the Northern Army to storm Fort Kurma, which is located in the central hub.

As long as Kurma is defeated, the main force of the Roque army, which has been cut off from retreating, will inevitably come back to help, and the pressure on the Ravan side will be relieved without a fight.

"This is the best way to deal with the current situation! If Your Majesty agrees, I am willing to personally lead the army to attack Fort Kurma, and if I can't take Fort Kurma, I am willing to bear any responsibility!"

With such determination, Prais risked being punished and proposed to the fat man to revise the strategic decision,

The fat man was unmoved by the pros and cons that Prais had said, but he gently picked up the report and put it on the desk, staring into the distance and said

"There's nothing wrong with what you're saying, but have you thought about it, to attract the Northern Army to attack Kurmar or is it exactly what the other side wants you to do?"

He could see a hint of strangeness in the fat man's calm face,

The fact that Vekia Falcon was able to say such a thing is definitely not a casual guess, there must be some definite basis

"Do you remember the Assassination Battle launched by the Odds in order to open up the Dorok Mountains?" the fat man stood up indifferently and turned to the military map behind him,

Picking up the pen on the table, he drew a half-arc on the map very casually, "Let me ask you a question, why did Dorok not hesitate to risk being counterattacked after breaking through the Anxia Pass, and also divided his troops to clean up the eight cities in the northwest of Parabun, and also drove all the Ryordian people to Parabun!"

"Majesty xià means that the other party is cleaning up ......" Looking at this arc, Prais's face suddenly turned pale, his mouth opened, and he couldn't say anything,

The starting point of this arc is the west of Paraven, and the end point of this arc is now the northern army guarding Pomion, which others can't understand, but Prais, who was once the military minister of Raldian, knows the meaning of this arc too well, and it is a line of attack that represents the possible launch of the Dorok army.

Crossing the northwestern part of Parabun, straight into Pomion, the genius of the idea, everyone's eyes are focused on the war-torn Parabun, no one will focus on these fallen areas,

It doesn't matter if he didn't point it out, looking at this bright red arc at this moment, Prais felt cold all over his body,

It's terrifying, this is a god-killing sword that pierces the back of the Imperial Northern Army, and there is nothing to stop!

"This is the real purpose of the Dorok people, to capture the eight cities in the west of Parabon in the shortest possible time!"

The fat man looked at the adjutant of the empire who had been stunned, and tapped his finger heavily on the map behind him, and said in a deep voice

"You can also see it, the eight cities in the west that have fallen are exactly on this line of attack, and the area beyond that is the defense area of the Northern Army,

But as you said, if the Northern Army is mobilized to the south to storm Kurma, the defensive forces in these areas will inevitably be exhausted.

When the time comes, the Dorok army that has stormed Paravon will be able to slash out from the rear of the Northern Army that we are storming Kurmar like a stinging red scorpion tail as soon as it suddenly turns back along the eight cities marked by the arc.

Heading south to Kurma, we are not only surrendering the strategic importance of Pomion, but also exposing our backs to the attack of the Dorok army.

It is conceivable that the other side only needs to fight on both sides with Kurma's 30,000 Dorok army, and our northern army, which has only 40,000 people, will fall into a catastrophe.

Kulma Fort will become the burial place of 40,000 soldiers of the Empire!

"Now you should understand, going south to Kurma is a dead end!" the fat man casually threw the pen in his hand on the table, and snorted with a snort, "But ...... But how could His Majesty have thought of this!" Prais asked with some hesitation

"No matter how good the plan is, you need to choose the right person" The fat man picked up the water on the table, gently blew the hot air from the water cup in his hand, took a sip, and then said, "It's a pity that they are too anxious! If they weren't so eager to capture the eight western cities in a few days, I wouldn't think about it, this is the real secret stabbing tactic, and Salton is just a recent graduate compared to this person" "But Your Majesty, it's too dangerous to sit back and ignore the crisis in Paravon." Once there is a mistake, I am afraid that ......" Prais looked worried, and stopped talking, "I have mobilized Hukochili's Central Army to rush to the aid of Paravon!" It should have arrived" The fat man glanced at the adjutant with a worried face, and decided to spread out the hole cards in his hand, "There are some other forces that are also being mobilized to Paravon, but it will take some time, I believe Hukochili, he will hold on until the reinforcements arrive!" "With only part of the Central Army's strength, I am afraid that it will be difficult to resist"

Prais is worthy of being the adjutant general of the empire, and he is very clear about the military strength of each army, he said that although Hukochili's central army is good at fighting, its number is still too small, and the strength of the western army is also about 40,000 at most, and in the face of the 80,000 main force of Dorok who is desperately attacking, it still seems too thin,

Prais wanted to know what the fat man's so-called other forces meant? Even if it was mobilized from the nearest three northern counties, it would take more than five days at the speed of the army, and if it was cavalry, it might be faster, but the three northern counties did not have a large number of cavalry, only 10,000 4 soldiers were recruited in April this year, "What do you think of the ability of Hukochi?" The fat man was tight-lipped about this question, but asked Prais what he thought about Hukochili, Prais didn't know why the fat man had this question, and after thinking for a while, he hesitated and said, "Objectively speaking, General Hukoqili has followed His Majesty for the longest time, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he has been in a hundred battles.

It's a pity that being a central general directly under His Majesty is a little embarrassed, and it is his honor to be able to follow His Majesty to fight in the south and the north and sweep the mainland.

But His Majesty's light is too dazzling, no matter how brilliant Hu Keqili is, he will be considered by his colleagues and others that his achievements are obtained by relying on His Majesty.

This is a kind of sorrow for a famous player who has been in a lot of battles."

Speaking of this, Prais suddenly stopped, his eyes bulging at the fat man, and he said in a trembling voice, "Is it true that His Majesty gave him full command of this battle, just to ...... But if General Hukochili is martyred for his country......"As a soldier, martyrdom for the country, whether during the war or after the war, this is the duty of a soldier" The fat man waved his arm, looked at the endless mountains in the distance with complicated eyes, and said, "I gave him a chance, if he can't grasp it, it can only prove that he is not qualified, if he can hold on to that moment, I will consider handing over Parabon to him and let him be alone!" ......)

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