For the people of all countries who are far away from the flames of war, especially the soldiers who confront each other through the trenches, this year's bud moon is synonymous with "calm" and "boring".

After setting foot in Castile, the Albions, Charlemagne, and Orc soldiers all found that the living conditions here were completely different from those of the mainland, and the living conditions in the field were much worse than those in the domestic training camps.

The war has left the land barren and villages and towns deserted. There were not many men in the prime of life, only a few were disabled by the war, and all the work in the war villages and towns was done by women and older men, who were generally malnourished. This really disappointed the hairy bear soldier who couldn't survive without women and vodka, and originally hoped to find a human "flower girl" to open foreign meat, but the city was full of "white bone spirits", so that the hairy bear who thought that women should be as plump and healthy as a heifer was full of appetite.

The problem of the lower body is still a trivial matter, and the more headache is the day of squatting in the trench waiting for mold and the enemy attack, which is the same for soldiers on both sides.

After the Battle of Guadalajara, both sides lost the ability and determination to break the stalemate, and began to confront each other by building trenches along the line of actual control. Any large-scale infantry attack is suicidal before a full-fledged trench fortification, which has been proven by a large number of examples. In front of the continuous lines of defense that crossed the territory of Castile and connected the eastern and western coastlines, movement warfare had become impossible, and the soldiers had to crouch in the trenches to repeat the monotony of the day-to-day routine.

Life in the trenches followed a fixed pattern: before dawn, the trumpeters woke everyone up and began to prepare for battle, and the soldiers cursed and entered the positions to guard against the dawn attack of the other side. This phase is often accompanied by "morning.hate", in which both sides open fire nervously, tilting ammunition at each other. During this time, both sides were careful not to raise their heads, and casualties were minimal.

As soon as the preparation time is over. Calm ensues. Some of the soldiers made fires to cook, some shaved and washed, and the water for shaving and washing had to be carried into the trenches by themselves. Water is always scarce, and the food is quite sufficient, but most of it is appetizing pickled food, including hundreds of years of cultural relics-grade cured meat. Everyone is hungry for fresh food. In individual areas, the two sides will invariably reach some tacit understanding, such as not firing guns in the early morning, and everyone going out to bask in the sun and bask in the crotch of their pants in the afternoon. None of them used indiscriminate artillery fire, because it would only provoke retaliation from the other side's artillery fire, and there was no point in it.

The rest of the time, GIs usually have a chance to relax, such as chatting or sleeping. But it was often difficult to do so: others walked around and stepped on their feet, and officers inspected the position. The tasks assigned above are cold to the shells or bullets that fly over.

At dusk, the battle preparations and "early rage" are back in play, and then it's time for the most pleasant dinner of the day. Some troops even received hot meals and rum and vodka delivered from the rear. After dinner, if the relationship between the two ends of the trench is good, there is often a singing in the night. The two sides took turns singing and singing, and the singing echoed through the no-man's land between the trenches and reverberated over the positions of both sides. Instead, the relationship is not very good. It's basically silence, silently waiting for the dawn.

The most immediate consequence of trench warfare is not how many people died. Rather, the morale of both sides was worn away by this boring life, and the soldiers on both sides no longer had confidence in the prospects of the war, and they did not hate their counterparts on the other side of the trenches as much as they did at the beginning of the war. It was against this background that they were resistant to receiving orders to attack when the front was relatively calm. As a result, the realist attitude of "living oneself and letting others live" began to prevail at the front in order to avoid senseless bloodshed and sacrifice. Soldiers on both sides of the New Year's festival even without official recognition. A week-long truce was spontaneously carried out. The GIs came to the no-man's land between the two armies' lines, exchanged cigarettes and cockades, took pictures together, held a ball game, and did not shoot at each other for a whole week. Until the high-level of both sides issued a strict order. Only then did the "spontaneous truce" stop. In some areas, however, there is still a strong tacit agreement between the two sides to share the same water source.

The generals hated the "bad atmosphere" of their subordinates, but they hated the trench warfare itself even more. It is a passive mode of warfare that violates the tenets and principles of tactics and is not appreciated by any commander who aspires to make a difference. But in the face of the good enough of bayonets and cannons, they had no choice but to wait for the orders and forms of their superiors to change.

It may be that their piety and persistence have moved the Mother Goddess, and the stagnant international form can finally be changed.

The form is good, and it's not a small good.

Charlemagne and Alfheim's internal reports both believe that this is not possible according to common sense, and that one side must be lying. But this time both sides are not wrong, and the form has indeed changed.

In Charlemagne's favor, the front-line commander of the principality's army was replaced. Grand Duke Nikolai resigned due to illness and was replaced by another relative of the imperial family, Admiral Yevgeny Ivanovich Alekseev. Another uncle of Nicholas II.

This may seem like a no-brainer, but it can be a disaster for the Principality's military.

Just look at the conversation between Lieutenant General Brusilov and Grand Elder Witte before accompanying the Grand Duke back to St. Petersburg and to the Riga Fortress to report on his duties.

The Great Elder said with a sad face:

"The fortress was well fortified, well stocked, and the morale of the army was high. It shouldn't be difficult to hold the fort, but there is one condition that will be required to act with your new allies and defeat the primary enemy. ”

"On what terms?"

The lieutenant general asked, puzzled.

"As soon as the general arrived at the fortress, he arrested Admiral Alekseev and escorted him to Beijing. Otherwise, it will be difficult for the army to act as planned. ”

"Thank you for your advice, but this is impossible, Your Majesty's most trusted general is His Excellency the Admiral, and he is my superior, and the elders have also said that 'it is unthinkable for the Grand Duke and people below the Admiral to be the commander of the front. ”

The Great Elder looked desperate, almost groaning as he summed up the significance of this personnel transfer.

"Mother God is above, how could such a ridiculous thing happen, let such an idiot command hundreds of thousands of soldiers, the soldiers are so pitiful. ”

It is known that Admiral Alekseev was a complete fool and once made a move to equip each battalion with a general. He did not dare to do anything without the instructions of Fort St. Peter's, and every year he walked on foot, on the grounds that as an admiral he could not ride a horse, but the admiral never got on board, supposedly because of seasickness...... He was able to climb to where he is today only because he was the illegitimate son of the late Alexander I and the uncle of Nicholas II. If only this corrupt fool could command the Duchy's army to win the war. Then it must be the Mother Goddess apparitions, but in reality, the Mother Goddess is on the side of her agents.

Therefore, the trend of the situation is very obvious, according to the current situation, once the war suddenly breaks out, it is impossible for the Duchy army to move quickly to contain Charlemagne's ground combat forces, and Albion will have to face Charlemagne's pressure alone for a period of time. For Charlemagne's soldiers, who have always been troubled by the "anti-Charlemagne encirclement network" and "two-front warfare", this is a great gift from the sky. Now that they only need to concentrate on destroying the fleet of the Royal Albion Navy, the rest will be much simpler.

Charlemagne's military considered the form to be good. "Sure of God's blessing", "Wang Jun's ability is great", and "complete victory" is not far away.

Coincidentally, their defense force counterparts also think that the form is good on this basis.

The so-called "victory" is for the target, and there is no definite goal, so how can we judge "victory"? Charlemagne's soldiers are desperately preparing to provoke an all-out war, but what is the goal? Where will the fight be finished? I am afraid they themselves cannot say clearly.

When Nazi Germany's Central Führer attacked the Soviet Union, he did not even think about swallowing Maozi's territory, and planned to advance to the A-A line from Alkhanglinsk in the south to Astrakhan in the north, and it was another matter to be defeated before the A-A line was reached. But where is Charlemagne's A-A line? Where is it going to go? In the face of Guadalajara's trench system, Titans could not move an inch. Can you please the army with a change of land? Even if you break through the defense line and capture Ursalia and even Castile. And after that, are you really going to fight all the way to Rundinium and St. Petersburg? Are the Charlemagnes even crazier than the two heads of state?

"Once a war starts, the biggest question is how to end it." -- The aphorism of Gentaro Kodama of the former Imperial Japanese Army General was not remembered by his disciples and grandchildren, and as a result, Japan ignited the flames of war everywhere and was finally defeated and became the pet of the ghost animals of the United States, which was used to bark, bite, and bleed. Also used to sell. Charlemagne's soldiers did not know, and did not want to know, such "defeatist" rhetoric, and their doom was doomed.

In the final analysis, in addition to militarism and the fanning of the flames by the conglomerates, the most important thing is that the careful thinking of the officers who want to be promoted and make a fortune is making trouble.

The means by which the military want to climb up are nothing more than wars and bribery. New officers and non-commissioned officers like Titans and the army don't have the means and money they have to offer. There is only one option to fight. As for who to fight against, it doesn't matter, as long as you can fight. As for the form of politics and the comparison of comprehensive national strength, they don't care at all, or they don't want to see it. Whoever dares to say the word "no", I'm sorry, I can only die.

"These guys dare to do anything in order to wear the general's charter as soon as possible, and there is no such thing as 'impossible' in them. ”

Closing the report, Li Lin looked regretful in the Q version.

"It's not all yours. ”

The girl snorted softly and turned her face to the side.

"Don't always put on a stinky face, such a beautiful face has been ruined. ”

"Whose fault do you think it's about!!?"

The girl who was poked in the sore spot erupted in one breath.

"To Minerva is to be drugged, bound, and uncovered...... Ignore all this mess for now, what's going on with pouring the medicine directly into the water supply system!!"

"Well, it was just a medicine for the water supply line in the girls' boudoir, and after it was used up, it was put on the edge of the water purification pool. Unexpectedly, after Sister Diana fell into lust, she affected the demons. The sable ran around and accidentally knocked the bottle of 'Crazy Sweat 2.0 into the pool, and the people who drank the water were naturally the same as Her Royal Highness. ”

"Don't say such a strict thing in that relaxed tone! Do you know how much trouble this has caused me?! Do you want to go out and try to give a group of men and women and all kinds of beast chases?!!!

Girlish...... No, Roland, who had been transformed into Zhen, trembled with his arms folded, and shouted his name up and down the Governor's Palace, regardless of race or age, and pounced on him with a hungry look on his face—the sight of magnificence made him even afraid.

The approach of a large group of zombies was terrifying enough, but what happened to Roland was above that. The muscles are intertwined. A middle-aged uncle who can smell the smell of sweat from afar, an aunt with a face full of meat, and excessive fat and wrinkles on her face, chest, abdomen, and buttocks, wild beasts such as cats, dogs, horses, and griffins, and a pseudo-mother like a flower mantis with a woman's face, but whose words go beyond "majestic" to "huge...... Although male mantis can continue to mate for an hour even if the head is eaten by a female during mating, drugs mixed with praying mantis can significantly promote the enlargement of male organs. But regardless of whether Roland is male or female, that kind of giant battering ram is obviously not bearable......

"It can't be helped, as long as you ingest a trace amount of Crazy Sweat 2.0. It reacts to the smell of your hormones and stimulates the brain to secrete endorphins. The quickest and easiest way to solve the current crisis is to cut off male hormones, in other words, hang up or wear a bracelet to become a woman, and wait for the drug to take effect. ”

"It turns out that hanging up and being transgender are at the same level...... Then again, if you don't do this kind of nasty stuff, there's no problem at all, right?!"

In the face of questioning, the culprit of the incident was not in a hurry.

"It's a strange word for indecency. Roland sauce. ”

"What kind of sauce, you this-"

In any case, he must correct his distorted personality today - Roland, who had made up his mind, took a deep breath, but he didn't expect Li Lin to speak seriously first, so he could only shut up first.

"I think it's a mistake to think that all sexuality is a taboo that you can't talk about or do. After all, it is the basic and instinct of living beings to continue life, right? If you don't do it, Roland or Minerva will do it. In this sense, it should be said to be a very noble act. ”

"Ugh. Or, maybe you're right......"

In the next second, Roland came back to his senses.

"No, I'm talking about the you did! I made even beasts and people of the same sex estrus at me, what kind of nobility is this?!"

“...... That's the crux of the matter. ”

Li Lin sighed softly.

"Two people who really love each other can't have children because of gender and race issues, don't you think it's a very sad thing?"

"It's strange that you're sad about this kind of thing......"

"There is always a contradiction between the ideal and the reality, in order to bring the world closer to the ideal. You have to work harder. Finally, with 'magic' and 'technology', it is not impossible to solve this contradiction between Cheng dù. ”

"Give me less serious nonsense, what kind of trouble is there to solve this problem?!"

"It's nothing, but I think that if we solve the problem of and lily conception, it should cause a big change in medicine, biology, and morality. The religious community no longer has to shout all day long, 'must be burned.'" Magicians can also find true love with peace of mind. ”

"Don't bring this kind of moral change into the world. ”

"That way, even if you don't touch women, I can have Flower Mantis, Parsifal, Tristan, and Caspar come and study true love with you. ”

"The purpose is still this ......"

With a long sigh, Roland raised his head and asked:

"Enough trouble, what do you say about the incident I raised?"

"Preparing for the establishment of a new military academy...... Really?"

Li Lin smiled slightly.

Charlemagne's army introduced the tradition of running schools from the consortium, and even the concept of "junior military schools", which began in elementary school and continued through to the non-commissioned officer school, which was specifically responsible for training soldiers. This kind of soldier, who has been trained since elementary school, is quite decent as a soldier, at least at the level of tactical theory, and their appearance is quite competent. But this group of people does not understand politics, does not understand society, and only knows how to fight. Their test scores are definitely excellent, and a large percentage of those who pass are such people. It is conceivable what such people who know nothing about politics and society will do when they reach important posts and have no power to restrain them.

What's even worse is that in such a military school, the consortium secretly did a lot of tricks.

The most straightforward thing is the course arrangement.

Whether it is the army or the military academy of Titans, infantry, artillery, cavalry, and engineers are all available, but the baggage soldiers are missing. The regulations for baggage soldiers are as follows: If you have graduated from the cavalry section of the non-commissioned officer school, you can apply for the examination, but after graduation, you can return to the cavalry. In other words, Charlemagne's army never thought of engaging in military station staff at all, and the attitude of the upper and lower levels towards the military station was disdainful. A transportation section has been set up in the logistics system of the army to carry out one-stop management.

Speaking of the ancient bandits, the local lords would spend more or less money to recruit mercenaries, and the mercenaries had to solve the problem of food by themselves. Charlemagne's army, which has continued this glorious tradition, naturally does not pay attention to the construction of military stations and logistics management, anyway, the consortium has taken care of this matter, and if it really can't be done, it will use bayonets to make food, who will do that leisure.

There was a mantra in Charlemagne's army: "If a baggage can be counted as a soldier, a dragonfly can also be counted as an eagle". It is said that the logistics soldiers are not soldiers, and the staff officers of the military stations are not staff officers. It can be seen that they have despised logistics management.

The arrangement of other courses is also very wicked, and the courses set up by military schools are divided into two categories: "general studies" and "military studies." General studies include transportation, history, mathematics, statistics, public international law, law, and foreign languages, a total of 608 class hours; military studies are divided into two disciplines, disciplines and technical subjects, including horse studies, health, accounting, weapons, architecture, staff science and important tasks, war history, tactics, sea tactics, topography, sand table, fortress tactics, a total of 1,796 class hours, technical subjects include equestrian, visiting, field surveying, actual combat tactics, staff exercises, war history travel, grassroots service, autumn exercises, and special major exercises. Not counting equestrian days, there are 304 days, and equestrian is 806 hours.

There is no problem with the curriculum alone, but the class schedule is very problematic. If the tactical class is 10, there are only 3 hours related to war history, and only 1 real staff officer class time.

What kind of people does this military academy want to train? This kind of tactics-first curriculum arrangement is only suitable for training brigade-level commanders and division-level adjutants, and it is completely impossible to train real staff officers, let alone sophisticated and complex fighters like the General Staff of the Defense Forces. It is enough to command division-level and brigade-level troops, but it is completely blind when encountering the coordinated operations of various arms of the army in large armies and depths. In the event of a full-scale war, this group of people cannot be expected to make a good battle plan, let alone coordinate command.

In the end, what Roland found most incredible was that Charlemagne's military school taught tactics and strategy, but not war. The core dogma of war theory, which is memorized by the first year students of the Junior Military Academy in Alfheim -- war is a continuation of politics, and war is an escalation of politics — is not seen in Charlemagne's military academy.

This way of running a school is clearly a pitfall. It's big, it's deep, it's the kind that can make Charlemagne unrecoverable. (To be continued......)