Chapter 1663 Combat Conference (Ⅰ)

Dr. Vader, who was so absorbed in eating, never imagined that Prince Sigmund would not even ignore his little companion, not only took the initiative to chat with him, but also not the kind of polite awkward chat, the first sentence he spoke He was so scared that he almost choked!

"Dr. Vader, I came to the banquet today, and I also shoulder a special mission related to you."

Qiao An was stunned for a moment, carefully observing the expression of His Majesty the Marshal, and running his brain with an intelligence attribute of 34 points at full speed, trying to analyze the real intention of the other party's words.

Prince Sigmund was smiling and kind, and he didn't look like he was joking with the young man.

Joan couldn't figure it out. The world-renowned Marshal of the Empire and him, a country bumpkin born in a colony, had lived in two worlds that had no intersection in the past. It was the first time they met today. How could they have a relationship?

"Your Majesty, are you referring to...?"

Joan was really curious about how the astonishingly eloquent Prince Sigmund was going to round up this topic.

"Dr. Vader, I am not an arcane spellcaster, please forgive me for being too ignorant of your research topic, but I have an old friend who is quite famous in your arcane academia, you may have heard of his name. "

Prince Sigmund smiled, and said softly under Joan's gaze: "My old friend is named Albert Weinstein, who is very old and in poor health, and always complains that he will not live much longer. It has been a year, but as always, he pays attention to the newcomers and new developments in the arcane academic circle, and this year, the newcomers he cares most about are you, Dr. Vader."

Alberton Weinstein? !

Joan flicked his wrist and almost knocked over the wine glass.

This old man, dare he not recognize it? !

If you haven't even heard of Albert Weinstein's famous name, then you are still a fart in the arcane academic circle!

Alberton Weinstein, the founder of the International Magic Energy Company, one of the inventors of the new general-purpose magic steam engine, and the setter of the industrial magic crystal standard.

His old man may be the richest man in the world of Vales, and at the same time, he may also be the strongest legendary archmage still alive in the world of Vales today!

Barely keeping calm, Joan replied solemnly: "Your Excellency Marshal, of course I have admired Mr. Weinstein's name for a long time. I am terrified to be grateful for his attention."

"Dr. Vader, you don't need to be humble with me. My old friend once specially ordered his assistant to find all the papers you participated in writing. Judging from your evaluation, he really appreciates your talent."

Prince Sigmund raised his glass to Joan, with a slightly narrow smile on his face.

"Dr. Vader, I want to congratulate you in advance. If there is no accident, this year's 'Ebdon Award' is none other than you."

"Your Excellency Marshal... please forgive my gaffe, this really surprised me."

Joan was flattered and clinked glasses with Prince Sigmund, and quickly drank the wine in the glass. The excitement was stimulated by alcohol, and the social rhetoric, which was already very anxious, was now even more stumbling, and I couldn't even organize a complete decent sentence.

The embarrassed expression of the young mage seemed to amused Prince Sigmund, and he patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and continued, "If my prediction comes true, Dr. Vader, you will become the youngest new star since last year." After being the winner of the 'Ebdon Award', it once again refreshed an award-winning record in the Austrian law academic circle and became the youngest winner since the establishment of the 'Ebdon Award'."

"Accept your auspicious words, I'm afraid it will be nothing but joy in the end..." Joan suddenly realized that he shouldn't say these unsightly truths, so he quickly changed his words, "Your Excellency Marshal, how do you know that I won the 'Rising Star Award' ?”

"Of course it was the old man Alberton who told me, otherwise I wouldn't be able to distinguish the complicated awards in your arcane academic circle."

Prince Sigmund shrugged.

"Dr. Vader, let's get down to business! Old man Alberton knew that I was going to serve in the colony, so he asked me to give you a few words. He said that he admired your talent and hoped that you can always maintain your awareness of the unknown. Curiosity and thirst for knowledge, I look forward to meeting you in November this year."

"November this year? Why November? Where do you meet?"

Joan couldn't help but keep asking.

"Do I still need to say that?" Prince Sigmund laughed heartily, "Dr. Vader may as well guess for himself, with your clever mind, it shouldn't be difficult to guess the answer."

Joan nodded thoughtfully, but said nothing.

After lunch, Sir Custis invited the guests back to the drawing room for coffee and cigars.

Everyone was chatting, and the topic naturally turned to the current battle.

Seeing that the guests were chatting enthusiastically, Sir Custis ordered Heimdall to fetch a military map and spread it on the big table.

His Excellency the Marshal held a battle meeting with the four most important generals under his command in the living room of the Hermitage Manor.

The three juniors, Joan, Haakon, and Slude, consciously played the role of stenographer and orderly.

"Your Excellency the Marshal, an article in the "Midgard Tribune" claimed that the Empire itself had added 30,000 troops to the Midgard colony. Please forgive me for asking, did you really bring 30,000 troops? "

Logan looked at Prince Sigmund with doubts in his eyes.

Everyone looked at each other, and the living room fell into silence.

In fact, not only Logan had such doubts, but also all the people present who went to the pier to greet the Imperial Knights in person had the same doubts.

Everyone has some idea of ​​what the size of the 30,000 army should be, especially generals like Laval, Vasa, and Logan who have been leading troops and fighting all the year round. They can tell at a glance that the number must be wrong. The problem is only how many false reports.

Prince Sigmund stroked his stubble, and was silent for a few seconds under the gaze of everyone, then raised his head and smiled slightly.

"There are no outsiders here, so I'll just say it straight, '30,000 reinforcements' is just a publicity figure given by the official, the actual strength is only 9,000, and the main force is the No. There are a total of 3,000 'lawbreaker knights' in one brigade, and the remaining 6,000 troops are light cavalry to assist the lawbreaker knights in combat."

"The troops announced before the war are far greater than the actual troops used in the war. It is actually a normal thing in the war." Baron Laval explained calmly, "This kind of exaggerated propaganda can enhance our confidence and morale. , At the same time, it can also cause psychological deterrence to the enemy, and it can be regarded as an effective tactic, so it is not worth making a fuss about.”

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