Chapter 31
My Empire Chapter 31
2020-11-03
Chapter 31 31 Self-recommended Advice"Maudelaire?" Chris felt as if he had heard the name somewhere, But he wanted to do not raise for a while.
But he still opened his mouth and said to the Mordelier in front of him: "Mr. Where is the location?"
"You are Archduke Alanhill?" Mordelair looked at the youngster on horseback in front of him with a look of disbelief. He had always thought that Archduke Alanhill had the ability to, in a short period of more than a year, even Kemain, Ferry, Fort and Northshire, must have some age.
But Chris in front of him is really too young, so young that Mordrel is a little bit discouraged - to be with such a youngster, the pressure is greater than that of a middle-aged grand duke Your Majesty too much.
"If there is no second Alanhill Archduke, I think I am the person you said." Chris laughed heartily, and opened his mouth to introduce himself: "I am Alanhill Chris, Alanhill dukedom's Archduke... how about you?"
"Me? I'm actually a general." Mordelair was stunned when he heard Chris' question, he really didn't expect and reported his own family. After that, someone didn't know him.
To talk about his experience, it can be regarded as the level of the protagonist of a biographical novel. In the early years, he, a civilian, relied on the defensive battle of the Dothan Empire in the south, and was promoted from a soldier of the Arrant Empire to the youngest high-level commander in history.
Because of his valiant combat and excellent command, Dothan's executives hated him so much that they nicknamed him "Mr. Asshole". However, Arrant's southern frontier troops affectionately called him "General Victory".
But after hundreds of battles, he did not become Arrant's hero. Without getting the fee, he left the military camp he loved.
He was disheartened and has no news since then. Who knew that he would live in seclusion in the vast sea in the north, until today.
"General?" Hearing this answer, Chris finally remembered why he was so familiar with the name.
He had read some of Arrant's books on war before and had seen this name. It said that this Mordelair was a commander who was very difficult to deal with, but it did not describe this person in detail.
Similarly, Dez also mentioned this General Mordelair to him, thinking he was a recruitable general with a high moral character and a godlike army.
It's a pity that Chris, who thinks he doesn't have much capital, does not have the ability to " recruit heroes from all over the world". He can only discover talents in the territory he controls, and cultivate as many reserve talents as possible to fill his employment gap.
Similar to foreign refugees, the proportion of Chris's faction is actually not much, currently only Dez and Gullo, and a naval commander Lawens.
Now, with a general whom Dez admires standing in front of him, Chris really has an unreal feeling of being flattered.
He had heard of the protagonists in the novels, when he met a younger brother, and the other party bowed his head. But when he encountered such a thing, he knew how cool it felt.
This is really a kind of destiny, and heroes and celebrities are all floating around. Chris was somewhat laughtered, pulled himself back into reason, and asked, "Why did you come to take refuge with me?"
Maudelaire heard this question and looked at the distant storage The artillery that was ready to go, replied: "I saw the siege battle of your troops just now, this kind of... This kind of weapon is really strong. I think, you have such a force, you may need a decent one. Commander."
"So, do you consider yourself such a 'decent' commander?" The smile on Chris's face became more obvious, and he re-examined the man in front of him with interest. Egotistical general.
"If you don't mind, you can let me try." This time, Mordelair was modest. He's not an expert, he's just an outcast general.
What he wanted was a position, a position where he could continue to command the army, to win and to embody his worth. Let him prove how stupid the people who kicked him out of the army were.
Now, there is such an opportunity in front of him: if he can command such a force, then he may really restore the glory of Mordelair. So he came and offered himself, without any intention of backing down.
Chris actually wanted to test whether this Mordrel had any real ability, pointed at the military formation in the distance with his horsewhip, and asked, "You should also be in the distance. Seeing my army...how do you feel?"
"Powerful! I have to say, your army can be said to be the strongest mortal army in this world." Mordelair praised first. After two sentences, he turned the conversation: "However, they can be stronger."
"Tell me." Chris doesn't mind having an expert show his troops, even if the other party Not to mention the point, it can also be used as a reference.
Mordelal thought for a while and replied: "Let's talk about the training of the unit first, this unit is obviously a new recruit, and their training is very inadequate. According to my standards, their company is qualified. The line has never been crossed."
Chris agrees with this very much. Originally, this time war was also launched hastily by him under the premise of being in a hurry. The training of the troops was seriously insufficient, which was something he knew in advance.
Then, Mordelair continued to talk about what he thought was important: "These soldiers are only fighting with powerful weapons, if they leave these powerful weapons and equipment, they will stand in the enemy's line. It's a bit reluctant in front of me."
"Actually, this is already very good. I don't know how difficult it is to train the use of new weapons, but it is also an achievement to enable soldiers to achieve this level. It's just that , I think it can be better, that's all." Modlar explained, which was to appease Chris's emotions.
"But when it comes to weapons, that's another story... your weapons are too powerful to hit enemies from thousands of meters away. That's something a bow and arrow can't do. ." He brought up the weapon again, summarizing the strengths and weaknesses of Chris's unit.
Just like before, after complimenting Chris, Mordelal talked about the problem again: "However, none of your soldiers are wearing armor, which is another rather serious problem."
He pointed to the grenadiers in the front row: "Perhaps you are too confident in your weapons and believe that no one can break through your weapons and get close to your troops. Hand-to-hand combat. But you're ignoring the fact that when you can't use your strengths, you're doomed to be at a disadvantage."
I didn't see the weirdness on Chris' face. With an expression on his face, Mordelair continued: "For example, now, you don't dare to throw in your soldiers and attack Vast Sea City. Because once you enter the range of bows and arrows, troops without armor and shields will inevitably suffer unbearable casualties. ."
"So, you can only wait steadily until the opponent surrenders or the city wall is destroyed by an explosion. If you have a 200-man Armored Soldier at this time, presumably you don't have to at this time. Waiting in the wilderness, but has already invaded the Vast Sea Castle." Mordelair talked eloquently, expressing his various opinions.
Chris disdainfully explained this to Modler: Limited by the common sense of this world, Modler can't predict what Chris' technical weapons can achieve. , so he also impossible to know what Chris will transform his army into in the future.
When modern weapons and equipment such as tanks and aircraft appear on the battlefield, the small problem that soldiers do not have armor will not be a shortcoming and disadvantage.
Of course, Chris won't be demanding on Mordelair, in his opinion, with such insight, he is already a very good commander. Hearing that Modler emphasized logistics and other matters, Chris was already very satisfied with the general who came to the door in front of him.
"Come on! General Mordelair! You'll follow me here to see how our troops fight... We'll discuss your position and duties when we get back to Serris. Chris thought about his words and carefully spoke his thoughts.
The composure he showed was not in line with his age, but it made Mordelier feel more at ease: in his opinion, young age was the lord's weakest shortcoming, and it was not enough. After this shortcoming, Alanhill has no weaknesses to speak of.
"Thank you, Grand Duke Your Majesty for your stay!" Mordelair didn't talk nonsense, and stood there and looked towards the artillery position over there: compared to the infantry who had never performed well, he Still more interested in the artillery that destroys the city and pulls out the village.
In fact, it's not his fault, because he didn't see how dazzling the results of these grenadiers, who didn't even have armor, in the battle of the earth fort.
"bang!" With the start of a salvo, a new attack kicked off. After 30 shells faintly fell behind the city wall of Hanhai Castle, Mordelal finally decided to give credit to his new owner, Chris.
I saw him turned sideways, pressed his right hand to his chest, and suggested: "Your Majesty! I'm willing to go to Vast Sea City to persuade you to surrender... Let Your Majesty spend less effort. After all, Lord Wilkes and I still have a little friendship, and maybe we can get them to lay down their weapons and surrender..."
(end of this chapter)