Chapter 187 State Funeral (36,000 Monthly Votes Plus More Updates)

Five days passed in a flash.

On the morning of August 18, Wang Zhong stood at the ceremony preparation area, looking at the grand scene outside, and suddenly found that his mind was blank, and he hurriedly took out the speech to take a look.

Seeing this, Lyudmila gently comforted him: "Don't worry, your speech last night was very good, and there will be no problem today."

Wang Zhong: "Well, I'm just taking a look."

Lyudmila: "Don't worry, there will be staff with reminder boards in front, this is the meaning of asking you to teach the speech script! Relax. Then, let's go to the viewing area."

Lyudmila has not married Wang Zhong yet, so she is not a duchess yet. She cannot accompany him on such occasions, but she and Nelly go to the viewing area next to him with the special invitation of the royal family.

Wang Zhong nodded, and then watched the two walk to the viewing area.

Now only his guard Gregory and the ceremony staff are standing with him at the preparation area.

The royal viewing platform was still empty. Wang Zhong heard the generals and marshals gossiping in the distance: "Will His Majesty appear today?"

"If he doesn't, it will be troublesome. The Crown Princess seems to have become close to the Church because of Rokosov's close relationship with the Church."

"In this situation, we can't win without relying on the Church. If the Royal Family doesn't stand up again... I dare not think about it."

"On the bright side, the Crown Prince's sacrifice has boosted the influence of the Royal Family among the people, and also allowed Agsukov's heavy troops to resist until now."

"It would be better if more troops were rescued. In this situation, if we can rescue an army group in an organized manner, we can declare that we have won."

Wang Zhong was originally reading the speech, but his attention was attracted by the chat of the generals.

Listening to the conversation of the generals, he subconsciously glanced at the main viewing platform of the Church, which seemed to deliberately compete with the Royal Family - the viewing platform happened to be on the other side of the road, facing the Royal Viewing Platform across the widest avenue of Yebao.

Agsukov's logistics are now almost completely cut off. There is less than ten kilometers of fortified area between the two armored fists of the Proson people. The enemy did not attack it because both armored groups had rushed for hundreds of kilometers and needed to stop for repairs.

Moreover, the distance of ten kilometers seems wide, but in fact it is blocked by artillery and aviation, and there is no way for the troops to pass through.

The enemy's encirclement has actually been completed. It depends on when the Proson Propaganda Minister will announce the victory.

At present, it is confirmed that there are 800,000 troops in the encirclement according to the establishment, but most of the troops have been fighting tenaciously, so the loss of personnel is serious. In fact, there may be only 500,000 troops who can still fight, and many of them are wounded.

Although the Southwestern Front dismissed the staff and destroyed the code book, the radio station is still using clear code to send messages, reporting the situation every day, and proudly declaring that "the Southwestern Front is still fighting."

It is said that it is this clear code that prevented the Propaganda Department of the Proson Empire from declaring victory.

Wang Zhong looked down at the speech in his hand.

Ivan, did you calculate from the beginning that your sacrifice would have such an effect?

Wang Zhong didn't know the crown prince well, after all, he had only known him for a short time. Perhaps for the rest of his life, he would repeatedly recall the crown prince's smile and speculate on how far he had calculated.

If the Southwest Front Army, which continued to resist, dragged the enemy's main force until the mud descended, the pressure on the front would be reduced.

In that case, the enemy might be able to spend the severe winter in a place with sufficient supplies, so that so many people would not be frozen to death by General Winter, which would lead to a more brutal war next year.

But in the current situation, it would be good for Ant to take a breath.

When the factory moved to the east is operational again and the recruits are trained, the elite Proson army may find themselves facing several times the number of Ant troops.

As Wang Zhong was thinking about this, someone cleared his throat behind him.

It was a refreshing male voice.

He thought it was an official related to the ceremony who came to finalize the details with him, so he turned around and said, "I have memorized the speech, and now I am just reviewing it a little bit..."

Wang Zhong stopped because he saw a military uniform that was completely different from Ant and Proson's style.

However, this military rank is an oak leaf, and Wang Zhong happens to know a country that uses oak leaves as military ranks.

In this country, the golden oak leaf is a major, the silver oak leaf is a lieutenant colonel, and the colonel is the eagle emblem.

This young man should be a lieutenant colonel.

Wang Zhong: "Who are you?"

"John Wick, military attaché of the United States Embassy, ​​General Rokossov." The man saluted Wang Zhong first, then extended his hand.

Wang Zhong shook his hand: "Hello, what can I do for you?"

"I heard that you once talked about your judgment on the war situation at the sharing meeting of young officers. Sorry, I am a straightforward person. Can you tell me again?" Lieutenant Colonel John said sincerely, "The United States is very concerned about this. This is related to an ongoing top-secret negotiation and a bill being discussed in Congress."

Wang Zhong: "Lend-Lease Bill, right?" Lieutenant Colonel John's eyelids twitched: "You actually know..."

Wang Zhong realized that he spoke too quickly. Theoretically, it was impossible for him to know the Lend-Lease Bill at this time. So he started to fool people: "The United Kingdom already knows about this, and the United Kingdom knowing this is equivalent to us knowing it." Lieutenant Colonel John smiled and said, "It's good that Raberville doesn't know."

Although this is the first time Wang Zhong has heard the name of Raberville, the name of Santoku's intelligence agency on the other side of the earth is well known. The biggest characteristic of this agency is its incompetence, and it has made an indelible contribution to the world's anti-FXS cause. contribute.

Rabbeville may be the other-time and space counterpart of Abbeville, after all, the name only differs by one sound.

Wang Zhong laughed and then went straight to the point: "We will block the enemy."

Lieutenant Colonel John: "What's your basis?"

Wang Zhong: "The basis is the vast territory of Ant, and the upcoming generals Ni and Dong. No, no country can conquer the vast territory of Ant - well, maybe the Mongols can."

Lieutenant Colonel John laughed loudly: "You have a great sense of humor, yes, the Mongols can. What about the right time and place?"

Wang Zhong asked back: "You have the right time and right place, so what else can you ask for?"

"The will to fight," said Lieutenant Colonel John.

Wang Zhong: "Agsukov is still fighting. Doesn't this explain the problem? They have been de facto surrounded. The hundreds of thousands of troops must have eaten up their supplies, but they are still fighting."

Lieutenant Colonel John shrugged: "The sacrifice of the Crown Prince inspired the fighting will of the Agsukov group, and the continued resistance indeed encouraged the domestic lawmakers who supported the Lend-Lease bill. But the performance of His Majesty the Tsar inspired the opposition.

"Look at the Carolingians. The Carolingian soldiers still have the will to fight, but the higher-ups still chose to surrender. It is clear that most of the country has not fallen, and there are still millions of troops, a vast African colony, armored forces and Air Force, but the top brass chose to surrender.”

Wang Zhong: "As far as I know, General Dagao is still fighting."

"Ah, yes, General Dago and his Free Carolingians are still fighting, but the Carolingians surrendered. If Ant surrenders, you can also go to the United States to continue fighting."

Wang Zhong: "I won't. My best friend and my dear father have died fighting on this land. Their sacrifices have allowed me to stand here.

"In order to preserve my vitality, I have given up on those who trust me twice - no, three times. I cannot stop fighting, otherwise even if I die and go to hell, I will not be forgiven by them."

Just as Lieutenant Colonel John was about to speak, Wang Zhong continued: "Furthermore, I am a smart man. It is clear that this is a battle that must be won. As long as I persist, I will win in the end, and I will also become the same as Suvorov and Suvorov." A military strategist as famous as Kutuzov, as a smart man, I will choose to continue fighting.”

Lieutenant Colonel John squinted his eyes and stared at Wang Zhong. He stared at Wang Zhong for a few seconds before showing an admiring smile: "No wonder they call you the Star of Victory. I have felt your obsession with victory, and I will keep this confidence intact." Immediately convey this to His Excellency the President.”

Wang Zhong: "It's not obsession, it sounds like a kind of pathological paranoia, and I'm just stating the facts to you."

Lieutenant Colonel John just smiled and saluted Wang Zhong. Compared with the initial salute, this time he was obviously full of respect.

The Lieutenant Colonel of the United States turned around and left with a quick stride.

Wang Zhong took a deep breath. At this time, he heard the voices around him suddenly increase.

Everyone looked towards the royal viewing platform.

Wang Zhong also looked over, and saw the haggard His Majesty the Tsar appeared with the support of Princess Olga, and slowly came to sit on the most luxurious chair.

Wang Zhong suddenly noticed that His Majesty Belinsky also appeared on the auditorium of the church across the street holding a scepter.

The two sides looked at each other across the street, across the crowds lining up on the street.

"Holy War" sounded.

His Majesty the Tsar seemed startled by the sacred war and looked around blankly, like a timid little animal.

Wang Zhong sighed, His Majesty the Tsar would have been better off not appearing in this situation.

The "generals" on both sides appeared, and the ceremony began to advance.

Wang Zhong didn't think about anything else at all and was just observing the state of His Majesty the Tsar.

He always felt that the Tsar now looked like someone from the movie "Downfall". The feeling of exhaustion, madness, and being on the verge of collapse is almost exactly the same.

As the ceremony progressed, it was time for Wang Zhong to speak.

The master of ceremonies signaled Wang Zhong to prepare.

Just then, His Majesty the Tsar stood up.

Everyone looked at him.

There was originally a microphone on the royal viewing platform, but the Tsar directly motioned for the microphone to be moved to him.

"My son, Ivan Nikolayev Antonov, died a heroic death for his country!"

The Tsar began, his voice full of madness: "We have lost a hero! But does this mean failure? No! This is just the beginning!

"Our military strength now seems to be far inferior to that of the Proscenians. Although we continue to expand our army, our army is as vulnerable as a castle on the sand! The enemy advanced crazily in the first two weeks of the war. One hundred and seventy kilometers!

"And my generals are still bragging shamelessly! They said they would counterattack into Plosen within a month! What's the result?

"They actually want to put the responsibility for Agsukov's failure on me! No... huh?"

Olga whispered something in the ear of His Majesty the Tsar.

The Tsar laughed loudly: "It is true! That General Skorobo is a shameful traitor! A traitor! He deceived me and the people of Ant!

"Everything that happened before was a scam created by them! It was an illusion!

"My son, my dear son Ivan, died. He died just to wake you up from that naive illusion! Now, the war has just begun!

"Our military strength is gradually recovering; the Prosen Empire is no longer to be feared.

"Your fathers and brothers also died in the massacre of Prosen. We must never forget this sadness and anger! This is the revelation that my Ivan gave us with his own death!

"We should now gather this anger to destroy the Prosen Army and win the real victory for the first time! This victory is the greatest consolation for the dead!

"Citizens, rise up! Turn grief into strength, rise up, citizens! Ant needs your strength!"

Wang Zhong was shocked. This speech sounded a bit familiar.

At this time, the master of ceremonies said to Wang Zhong: "The ceremony command has changed the ceremony process. You don't need to give a speech."

Wang Zhong frowned. He looked at the viewing stand where the generals were, and found that Tukhachev had just put down the phone.

In the row behind him, General Turgenev shook his head slightly and winked at Wang Zhong.

Boy, these people blocked my speech in order to fight against the church!

Wang Zhong looked at his speech.

Most of the content in this speech is indeed repeated from His Majesty the Tsar's speech, and there is really no need to repeat it again.

But if this continues, it always feels like the people's sense of existence has been weakened - although the tsar also mentioned "your fathers and brothers", it feels like they are accessories to the crown prince.

If this continues, the sacred war will turn into another noble war between the royal family and the royal family.

In that case, you really may not be able to win.

After all, Prosen is ridiculously strong.

And I always feel that this is not in line with Ivan’s wishes.

Wang Zhong suddenly remembered the scene when he set off from Agsukov. At that time, Ivan said to him: "Take care of Olga."

He glanced at the Crown Princess.

Then he looked towards the church's auditorium.

It always felt like Belinsky was nodding.

Wang Zhong pushed away the emcee, rushed to the podium, and walked to the microphone.

The person holding the sign in front of the microphone didn't know what was going on, but he still held up the sign with the speech written on it.

Wang Zhong glanced at the sign and thought that the current situation was useless as it was.

The whole tone needs to be reversed.

So he said loudly: "Everyone!"

The sound echoed over the entire state funeral venue.

After Wang Zhong caught everyone's attention, he raised the speech in his hand high, tore it up and threw it into the wind.

Now everyone's curiosity was aroused.

Wang Zhong began an impromptu speech.