Chapter 382

Therefore, after the establishment of the Human Empire, the most powerful armed Royal Knights were named after the Silver Dragon.

Later, the dragon slowly faded out of human life. It is said that it moved elsewhere so as not to disturb humans. In the history of dragons written by the human empire to commemorate this period, the silver dragon also represents friendliness and wisdom. The red dragon represents violence and evil.

Needless to say, the strength of this knight order goes without saying. Usually, when various wars of various sizes occur in the empire, the Silver Dragon Knights will also go and participate as appropriate.

Therefore, through long-term training, the recruitment of high-quality talents, and actual combat training, the Silver Dragon Knights have become the representatives of the empire and the symbol of imperial power.

Half an hour later, Orson sent Carlisle away, and another footsteps sounded at the door.

Orson looked up and saw Prince Arthas appearing at the door.

He quickly stood up and came to the door to greet Alsace.

"His Royal Highness came all the way to help me, Antika. I am really grateful." Orson said this, bowing his head towards Alsace and thanking him.

"It doesn't matter. Antica's matter is a major matter concerning the entire empire. As the prince of the empire, I have an obligation to come this time." Alsace smiled.

The aid from the Silver Dragon Knights this time was not included in the royal family's aid to Antika. Alsace came with the Silver Dragon Knights in his own name after discussing with his father Odysseus. To the Antica area.

After all, in Odysseus' view, his support to the Antica region was sufficient, and there was no need to send more troops.

Although sending additional troops can indeed eliminate the threat of orcs faster, other dukes do not send troops and send more troops themselves. Under the influence of one and the other, the strength of the royal family relative to the local area will be weakened again. This is Odysseus Wan Unacceptable.

And Alsace led his troops to the front line with a very clear purpose.

I, Alsace, have already pledged to help you, Orson. When the war is over, you, Orson, will have to show some sincerity in return, right?

What Alsace wanted most was undoubtedly the support of the Duke of Antica.

In his opinion, the Prussia region in the north is located in the heart of the empire, has abundant products, and receives relatively few threats. It is difficult for him to find an opportunity to make the Duke of Prussia owe him a favor.

But this time the orcs invaded Antica, it was almost an excellent opportunity for Alsace to draw the Duke of Antica to his side.

If the Duke of Antica is brought to his side, the Duke of Prussia who has made a marriage contract with him will

He will also change his direction and come to his side. In addition, the Duke of Antica is also married to the Duke of Orleans. This operation of his can be said to have improved the favorability of the three Dukes.

There are only six dukes in the entire empire.

Coupled with the Duke of Naples, who had sworn allegiance to him, Alsace instantly gained the support of four of the six great dukes, and it could be said that he was sure of victory in the battle for the throne.

Chapter 6: The time has come (6K)

After that, Orson told Alsace about the military intelligence on the front line, and also told Alsace without reservation the various problems currently facing the front line.

Alsace looked at the map and nodded, already having his own judgment about the shape of the battlefield.

However, when Alsace reaches the front line, there is another issue that needs to be discussed.

That is the issue of command authority of the frontline troops.

Before the arrival of Alsace, the command of the frontline army was given to Orson. That didn't matter. After all, Orson was appointed by Lucius.

But things are different now.

As a prince, Alsace had already been trained in the army for a period of time. Even if Lucius was on the front line, he had to consider whether he should give way to Alsace and let Alsace be the commander of the front line.

As if considering that Orson would have this concern, Alsace smiled, and then said: "Master Orson, don't worry, I am here to help you as an ally, and everything is up to you. command arrangements.”

"With His Highness the Prince's words, I feel relieved." After hearing this, Orson expressed his gratitude to Alsace.

"By the way, Mr. Orson, can you tell me what is on that table?" Alsace said, pointing to the sand tray on the other table.

"Ah, that's the sand table." Orson said.

"Sand table?"

"Yes." Orson nodded, and then explained: "The so-called sand table is to use the sand to mark out the main terrain around the battlefield. When the commander is making decisions, he can use the sand table to have an overview of the terrain on the front line. At that time, it will be of great help to the battle situation on the front line.”

"That's it..." Arthas heard this and walked to the sand table.

With the cooperation of the magician and the hunters around the battlefield, this sand table was made in great detail, with basically every mountain and dangerous terrain marked out.

Although it can only have an auxiliary effect on the commander's decision-making, there is no doubt that with this assistance, the commander's decision-making will be more accurate and there will be more plans to make.

Looking at the sand table, Arthas silently memorized it, preparing to widely apply this technology in the Imperial Army.

"By the way, Mr. Osun..." Alsace suddenly had an idea when he saw the sand table.

"Your Highness, please tell me."

"I'm wondering if we can create a fairly large-scale sandbox by using magicians to fly high in the sky and record the terrain of all parts of the empire?"

"...Your Highness, your ideas are quite advanced." As he said this, he was shocked in his heart.

So it is true that people in this world are not necessarily stupider than Orson who has more knowledge. As long as Orson can put forward a useful point of view, they can use this point of view to draw inferences and make more favorable changes.

According to Alsace's idea, the empire is vast and the terrain in each place is different. Through the eyes of the magician, he can create a "microscopic" empire and reduce the entire empire to a sand table. By then, if the empire Wherever there is a war, the commander in the center can formulate a series of plans through sandboxes and terrain maps without even having to visit the front line.

Of course, in order to accurately reflect the terrain of each region, the scale of this sandbox will certainly not be small.

The time it takes will naturally take a long time.

It takes a lot of time to let the magician fly into the sky and use the video magic stone to record the surrounding terrain. It also takes a lot of time to hire craftsmen to proportionally transform the ground onto the sand table.

"Let's wait until the war is over to discuss this matter. The cost is indeed a bit high." Arthas said, ending the topic.

Then, he turned to look at Orson.

"Master Osun, the problem on the front line is more serious now, right? Although the mountains and forests are indeed relatively large, if the orcs really burn down the mountains and forests, so much land in the east will be ruined, right?"

"Although the loss may not be big for other people, Mr. Osun, Antika is your territory after all. This mountain forest is so large that many people depend on it for survival. If it is like this in the raging fire Burned to the ground and wanted to rebuild..."

"Your Highness, you don't have to worry about this." Orson shook his head.

Orson had already made preparations for sheltering the victims of the disaster.

In fact, after Chelinina's great success in expanding the city of Antica, other cities in the Duchy of Antica also approached Chelinina and asked her to help them expand their cities as well.

This batch of expanded cities is suitable for hosting refugees from the east, and can even use these refugees from the east to drive the development of the western region of Antica.

In Orson's view, the overall development of the Antica region is imperfect. If this wave of immigrants can be made good use of to bring the development level of the west to the advanced level of the empire, it will also be a great benefit to the entire Duchy of Antica. Beneficial and harmless.

As for the problem of the mountains and forests being burned out and the land being desolate...

…

Three days later, the fire still did not stop.

The orcs followed the spreading fire and slowly moved forward.

During this period of time, the human mercenary guerrillas had significantly reduced their harassment of the orcs, because the mountain forests where they relied for survival had been burned to the ground by the orcs.

After losing the cover of the forest, many human mercenaries had no choice but to fight to the death with the orcs, while others were dormant in the rear and did not dare to go out.

These days, the losses of human mercenaries have exceeded five thousand, and the losses of the orcs are almost the same number.

This is acceptable to both parties, because the strength of mercenaries is also stronger than that of ordinary human regular armies.

The orcs were quite satisfied with this wise decision.

Although the pace of progress has been delayed a bit, the losses have also been greatly reduced.

Because they followed the fire all the way, the orcs even gave themselves the nickname "The Burning Legion".

For United Chieftain Baloo, the orcs respectfully call him "The Burning Lord"

"Chief Balu, let me toast you!" In the central tent of the main orc army, a tall orc was holding a barrel of wine seized from humans. He raised the barrel to salute Balu, and then put the barrel He put it to his mouth and drank tons and tons of wine.

"Thanks to you, Chief Balu." Another orc tore into the meat steak in his mouth, then swallowed it, and said vaguely: "If it weren't for you, we would have lost many soldiers in this attack. In this mountain forest.”

"Haha, no, no." Balu was also a little drunk at the moment, and he raised his glass in salute. "I just did some small work. The real heroes of the orcs are those who shed their blood on the front line for the orcs."

"Speaking of which, have you noticed a pattern?" After three drinks, an orc leader spoke up.

"What's the pattern?"

"We have captured a lot of prisoners before. Those men are okay, but those women always say something like 'Gu, kill me.'" The orc touched his head. "In comparison, I still prefer those straightforward men. At least they will really beg for mercy if they are caught."

"So what did you do with those female prisoners in the end?"

"Kill them. Is it really possible to keep them and let them eat food? Get rid of them, they are so ugly, with thin arms and legs. Who would like that kind of guy?"

"Keep them as soldiers. The soldiers below will feel disgusted when they see them."

"Yeah..." The others also nodded after hearing this.

At this moment, the sound of raindrops falling on the tent came.

Everyone didn't know what happened at first. Only Balu, who was drinking at the side, suddenly woke up.

He quickly stood up and ran outside the military tent.

Big raindrops hit his head, and then, in an instant, strong winds blew and heavy rain fell.

The orcs are used to staying in the desert, and they rely on oases and well water to get water. In the desert, it rarely rains for a few days a year, and it often happens at night. Faced with this kind of torrential rain, how can anyone I've seen this kind of battle before.

Most of the orcs were still immersed in the joy of the rain. After all, for the orcs, rain was definitely a happy event. But at this moment, Balu furiously threw the wine glass in his hand to the ground.

He looked at the mountains and forests in the distance.

At this moment, although the forest is still burning, the fire has gradually weakened, and only smoke can be seen.

In the end, human power is no match for nature. Under such heavy rain, all mountain fires will be extinguished in less than a day.

Balu gritted his teeth and looked at the mountain fire in the distance, not knowing what he was thinking in his mind.

At this time, the other commanders came out of the tent belatedly. Looking at the heavy rain, they thought about what they had just talked about before.

They set fire, and their faces became ugly.

A fierce battle is coming again.

However, instead of the lag and fierce fighting after the fire stops, various other problems will follow.

"Chief, Chief!" At this time, the orc in charge of the granary ran up to Balu.

"Our temporary granary was destroyed due to strong winds and sudden rainfall. The food inside was seriously affected by moisture. Although we tried our best to save it, we should only be able to save one-tenth of it in the end... …”

"What!?" After hearing this, not only Balu, but everyone present could not suppress their inner emotions. Some of them simply rushed directly to the station of their own army, wanting to see how their own army was being treated. What's the damage?

…

In Phoenix City, Orson finished handling today's military affairs and walked outside the room.

Looking at the gray sky and feeling the cold wind carrying moist air blowing towards him, Orson felt very comfortable in his heart.

"Li Teuk, you remember what I told you before, right? In war, it depends on the right time, the right place, and the right people." Orson said to Li Te who was following behind him. "You know what?"

"In other areas of the empire, the climate in autumn and winter has always been relatively dry, but in the eastern part of the Duchy of Antica, that is, the area from our city of Phoenix to the front line."

There are many mountains and forests here, and in autumn and winter, the weather that should have been dry and cold is actually wet and cold.

"Especially from fall to winter, when the seasons change, there's a fairly long rainy season."

"It would be fine in normal times, but according to local records, every thirty years, the rainy season here will become heavier than usual."

"And this year happens to be the year of the thirty-year cycle."

"Li Teuk, it's going to rain."

Liteuk was only shocked when he heard Orson's words.

"Oson, have you even thought of this level?"

"Of course." Orson nodded. "As a commander, knowing the land we are standing on is a necessary quality and the key to defeating the enemy."

"I'm afraid it's raining a lot this time. In previous years, the orcs attacked in spring and summer. Why did they attack in autumn and winter this year?" Orson half asked Lite, and half asked himself.

"Orson, what should we do next..."

"What's next..." Oson heard this, thought for a moment, and then said: "Of course, when the orcs have internal conflicts and are ready to withdraw their troops, we will catch up and regain the land."

…

On the other side, the Duchy of Naples.

"Have you found out about the so-called Lissen Chamber of Commerce's investment in Naples?" In the Duke's residence, Giovanni looked at the financial official sitting opposite him and asked in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty, Duke, this is a workshop we have found in the past few months that has the capital background of the Lissen Chamber of Commerce. May I ask, Your Majesty, what are you going to do next?"

"Freeze all the funds in these workshops, seal them up, and bring them back to the Duke's Palace for operation." Giovanni said this and made the decision with a wave of his hand.