Chapter 1100 (2/2)
”Loren Turin's plan... Is probably to surround us outside the imperial city?”
Looking at the map in his hand, the elf little prince felt his chin and thought.
”Surrounded on all sides?!”
Anson ZAD's face flashed an incredible look, and then said, ”you mean the purpose of his raid on the blockade is not just...”
”It's not just to lift the siege of the imperial capital and establish prestige... That guy is not so boring, or a guy like that coward won't do such a big thing for such a simple purpose.”
Rodriguez stretched, his expression mixed with impatience.
Coward... This is probably the ”image” of the dark haired wizard in the eyes of the elf prince.
This guy is the kind who clearly holds a lot of powerful cards, but he will not let go until he has to; Act like you're always going to put all your eggs in one basket. In fact, you're already ready to what to do in case of a situation... Be careful to a heinous extent.
Such a guy won't do anything hot in his head.
Destroy the blockade... On the surface, it is actually very unfavorable to him. Although he won the victory, it also allowed the Azores to regroup their scattered forces and have the conditions to attack the imperial capital immediately.
Even if the occupied areas are recaptured, the army surrounded in the imperial city will not be able to restore rule over these places; In addition to boosting morale, the casualties are actually... That's it.
”... therefore, his real purpose should be to clean the way for the coming Imperial Army and fight a real war of annihilation outside the imperial capital.”
”Although I don't know where he has such great confidence.” rodriya Azores pursed his lips and couldn't help sighing: ”if he succeeds, or retreats 10000 steps to force us back on the battlefield, he has to retreat to eboden...”
”Then this war about the life and death of the Azores...” the expression of the elf boy was extremely severe, and the cold sweat soaked his temples:
”It's almost over, isn't it?!”
”Almost.”
The elf little prince shrugged his shoulders and looked indifferent.
Yes, at that point, you don't have to care about anything; Even if we could separate the ancient wood forest and eboden, the Empire would never let go of the Azores.
At that time, the war will last 50 years, 100 years, 200 years... It is only a matter of time before the Azores, who are absolutely inferior in population, territory and resources, will be destroyed.
What is the meaning of such a hopeless future, even if it can be won?
”Loren Turin, he is the kind of guy who doesn't have absolute confidence or will not fight if he has to - since he appears outside the imperial capital, it shows that the imperial army has begun to assemble and prepare for a real decisive battle with us.”
”One hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, three hundred thousand... God knows how many troops they can assemble, but no matter how many we can't resist now.”
”We must strive for the minimum advantage before the war - even if we really can't conquer the whole empire, we must at least lay down the territory of two or three principalities and stand firm against them.” the elf little prince said in a deep voice.
In his mind, a basic strategic policy has basically taken shape.
The failure of the eagle king indicates that the Azores' goal of trying to destroy the whole empire with one war has been declared bankrupt, but at present they still occupy a considerable military strength and situation advantage.
Now that the complete destruction and peace talks have completely failed, we can only retreat to the second place, choose a separate regime, connect the land that has been controlled and will be controlled, and establish a new Azor elf country.
At that time, the desalion family, which lost the imperial capital and most of the royal family, will lose its natural domination over the Empire; The remaining territory of the Empire will be divided into alliances with several principalities; The elves can rely on powerful forces to maintain a unified situation and form an absolute advantage over the human kingdom.
As for when we can destroy all human kingdoms and realize the great cause of the revival of the Azores... That goal is too far away and is not in our consideration for the time being.
”Lottel, Western Saxony and eboden... These three principalities are the territory we want to take. In order to achieve our goal, we must immediately launch an attack on the imperial capital!”
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”We must... Attack the Azores before they decide to attack the imperial capital!”
The black haired wizard cut the railway with nails:
”The victory of the war depends on the initiative, who is more fully prepared, who has more detailed information, and who can have more sufficient combat power in a more limited environment.”
”If you want to defend the imperial capital, it is necessary to guard the whole city wall, spread more than half of the troops on all the city walls, and only half of the troops can be assembled to effectively annihilate the enemy.”
”Half the troops can't form an absolute advantage over the Azores; even in terms of the combat power of both sides, the inferior side is likely to be us!”
”Therefore, if we don't want to wait for the Azores' reinforcements to destroy the eboden defense line, the melting pot town to become scorched earth, the lottel to be torn to pieces... We don't want to wait until the Azores' army comes down to the city and encircles the imperial capital, and the gate is smashed by 100000, 200000 and 300000 elf warriors wielding long knives to attack the heavenly palace...”
”We... Can't wait to die, but take the initiative to fight!” the black haired wizard stepped forward and scanned the whole hall with sharp eyes:
”For this reason, for the continuation of the Empire, for the continuation of the queen of ten thousand cities, and for all of you here to continue to enjoy every reassuring and carefree afternoon, I ask you and order you...”
”The imperial capital is fully prepared to fight, gather all troops and meet the enemy outside the city!”
”As for the time of the fight... It's scheduled to be three days later,” said the elf Prince flatly.
”Three days?!”
”We can't give Loren Turin time to reorganize the troops and resources at hand... The more time he is left, the more fully he is prepared; other guys may become our advantage, but that cautious coward...”
Rodriya shook his head: ”in short, the faster the preparation, the better it will be for us - no later, it may be too late.”
”I guess that guy may have a similar plan. If he can drive us out of West Saxony before the army meets, the imperial army can separate us from the army in the West and break us one by one.”
”Therefore, we only have three days, three days at most. We must launch a general attack before the Azores attack the city again or try to regain control of Western Saxony.” the black haired wizard whispered:
”In three days, our victory or defeat... Will determine the fate of the Empire!”