Chapter 417

Chapter 417

2014-08-16

The third siege of the Grey Cloth Armed Force garrison by Titus regulars is ending more than anyone imagined fast.

In the morning, the Northern Armaments Office.

Before Tang En Joah got the news, several of the department heads here again gathered in the conference room. The difference from the last time was that this time there was one more person, a middle-aged Titus officer with a bleak expression and still stained with blood.

The sky was a little dark, so even though the curtains were drawn, the conference hall was still a little gloomy, reflecting the face of the big boss who was reclining weakly, which made it even darker.

"Your identity."

After a while, a big boss in the back of the seat finally broke the dead silence in the field and asked slowly.

He didn't turn his head or wink, but of course the middle-aged officer knew that it was him, so he glanced nervously, gave a standard military salute, and replied succinctly, "Lieutenant General of the Bandit Suppression Army."

"Where's Beat?"

Beat, that is, the generals who were selected very carefully by the bigwigs to lead this bandit suppression operation.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a while, then Brace Oneself replied, "General... It should be sacrificed." After a few lines of dialogue, the scene became more human, but still gloomy.

"Tell me, how did you lose this time..." The slightly mocking voice came from another boss.

The middle-aged officer licked his lips and resisted the dryness of his throat: "A dozen days ago, the general led his army into the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, and encountered several sneak attacks on the way, but they were all resolved. , a slight victory during the period..."

"Idiot!" In the violent shout, bang, a teacup exploded on the shoulder of the middle-aged officer, the hot tea dripped down, and the blood was poured into the middle-aged officer. The old officer's body trembled. But he bit his lip, but he didn't dare to let out any pain.

"I don't want to hear you idiot sing praises for credit, I just want to know how the 80,000 people lost, do you understand? Do you understand?"

The hysterical roar reverberated in the sky above the empty Conference Hall, echoing in bursts.

"Yes!" The middle-aged officer was shivered, his body was straight and he saluted again, then he did not dare to hide, and said quickly, "Eight days ago, we hit Dawn City..."

The words were interrupted again,

"Dawn City?"

"Eight days ago... oh, I count, even if it was a horse, escaping from the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains It will take two or three days to get out, and it will take two or three days to get here... 80,000, 80,000 people, after three or four days of support, the entire army will be wiped out? Okay, there really is yours, the goddamn ones have you! ”

Bang, bang, bang...

After a tumble of words, five or six teacups were thrown over.

Ignoring the pain on his body, the middle-aged officer was a little dumbfounded. He just said a few words, and it caused such a big reaction.

"Idiot, what are you doing there, continue to tell me!"

"Yes! Uh..." It seemed that he was stunned, and the middle-aged officer shivered and even forgot What I said just now, fortunately, when the remaining bigwigs reached out and touched the teacup, he suddenly remembered, "Dawn City, Dawn City... The gray-clothed rioters built a city there, called Dawn City. The wall. It is nearly ten feet high, and the whole body is black and rocky, which is extremely difficult to climb and break. On the first day of the attack, we fought fiercely with the gray-clad rioters under the wall... Later, when it was close to evening, the general was about to beat the drums to withdraw his troops. We will fight again the next day. But at this time, something came out from the top of the wall..."

Having said this, the middle-aged officer couldn't help trembling, and his eyes showed horror, "A large defensive crossbow appeared... Machine... Thunder, Thor's Hammer..."

"Mjolnir!"

"Mjolnir?"

"How could..."

......

The originally silent conference hall suddenly exploded. All the bosses leaned forward, all kinds of fat heads and big ears protruded from the shadows, and their faces were shocked.

They are the heads of the various departments of the Northern Armaments Department. Naturally, they have seen Thor's Hammer, and sometimes they have dozens or hundreds of them every day. But that is where they are, apart from this, it is simply impossible for the folks to make Thor's Hammer, which is an extremely sophisticated and complicated process. And even if they "accidentally" drain the folks from them, they are absolutely contraband, and anyone who dares to touch them is a dead word.

"Yes, it's Thor's Hammer!" Looking at the suspicious eyes of the big bosses, the middle-aged officer firmly confirmed, "And there are more than one, there are six in total, all fired, directly Destroy our last attack... Because the general didn't expect this, the central army tent was set up a bit forward, and it was bombarded and collapsed..."

This is the bandit suppression this time. The fundamental reason for the army's rapid failure was that Beatr was personally selected by the bigwigs, and naturally he was not an ordinary person. Even if he can't compare to the famous Three Great Legions like Ralph, he is still a general who can be called a name. It's a pity that this veteran also stumbled, because I didn't expect that the Grey Cloth Armed Force would have such a long-range and lethal weapon as Thor's Hammer. The Light God old man.

This battle has only been fought for a long time. The coach here is actually dead. The regular soldiers are naturally in chaos and their morale has plummeted. Of course, Ou Meng did not waste this great opportunity. He did not bother to test the defensive ability of the city wall again, and directly opened the city gates on both sides of the north and south, and released the troops that had been prepared for a long time. When I saw the regular soldiers, they were indeed defeated like a mountain, the middle door was also wide open, and all the soldiers of the Grey Cloth Armed Force rushed out, killing murky heavens dark earth, blood flowing into a river...

" At that time, the army was already in chaos, we couldn't find the division commander, and the division commander Level 1 couldn't find the regiment commander... Without the command, some soldiers started to flee. The Overseer killed a group of soldiers, and then more soldiers were killed. They..."

The middle-aged officer's tone gradually turned lower, but the words hit the hearts of the big guys. No one interrupted, their eyes were a little dull and confused, and there seemed to be such a picture in front of them: with arrows overhead, many Titus soldiers threw away their war knives in horror, squeezed away their companions and turned to run away, taking off their bodies while running. Heavy armor... Behind them, there are black shadows wielding sharp butcher knives one after another. After they caught up, they slashed at the defenseless back... Blood was thrown, and the souls roared...

The conference hall was dead silent. The middle-aged officer raised his eyes and secretly glanced at the boss on the left, then looked at the right, then gritted his teeth and shouted loudly: "We should have won this battle, The turning point was on those six Quakes. Those damn greedy smugglers who killed and wounded 80,000 soldiers. Must find them..."

Bang! boom! boom!

The shouting was interrupted, and the last three teacups exploded on the middle-aged officer's body one after another.

If the war fails, it is natural to find a scapegoat to take responsibility. This middle-aged officer is a lieutenant, and first of all, he has an inescapable responsibility. Secondly, he is not dead now, so it is easy to be accused of desertion. If you go to the military court, you can't escape the result of the hanging post. So what he shouted just now was to justify himself... But unfortunately, he shouted the wrong content.

You must know that all of them are the heads of the armament department. Guarding such a large vault, how could they not be involved in smuggling? The difference is more or less a question. And the Thor's Hammer, as a heavy destructive weapon here, is naturally more valuable, so it is natural to smuggle a few... Now this middle-aged officer is yelling loudly, just like scolding Nightingale Like a prostitute, how can you big bosses tolerate him?

"The main reason for the defeat in the war is that Beyatt ignored military common sense. And you, as a lieutenant, didn't even remind you? The crime is inevitable. Come on, press me to the military court!"

This sentence is qualitative! The middle-aged officer also knew that he was shouting wrong, and under the grip of several soldiers, he hurriedly shouted: "My lord, spare your life, spare your life... My lord... I'm going to blame your mother, you greedy Old Guys, sooner or later, ah wu wu..."

The frantic screams turned into screams, which were almost inaudible after the door of the conference hall was closed.

Perhaps because of the last few words of the middle-aged lieutenant general, although the faces of the bosses did not change, no one spoke up. The conference hall was silent again, a hint of embarrassment flowing inside.

But when the problem comes out, it always has to be solved. After a while, the bosses discussed countermeasures again.

At this time, they are all having headaches. The responsibility for this battle is not enough to overthrow them. It is almost the responsibility of the officers who escaped. Some officials of the foundation.

What they worry about is how to deal with the rioters in gray clothes? And what the people in the north will talk about next... Don't get me wrong, they don't care about the discussions of those idiots. However, with the failure of the siege and suppression three times, these remarks will definitely spread to the capital, and then face the pressure of accountability from above, how should we deal with it?

"I think the root cause is still in the gray-clothed rioters, we should continue to encircle and suppress them!"

"It's hard, 80,000 people have been defeated, how much will be paid next time? 100,000 The key is where do these 100,000 soldiers come from? The armament department can no longer move, otherwise if the front line needs reinforcements, our side will be very passive."

"Then what do you say? The north is now There are enough soldiers...the four lords?"

"Save it, they even disobey the orders of the capital, will they help us? They used to be spit stars, believe it or not..."

"There should be some benefits... This can be regarded as a method, and we will discuss it in detail later."

"You say, what are these gray-clothed chaos people wanting to do? What? Why don't we send some troops while negotiating with the lord to guard the main road leading to the outside of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. Let them make trouble inside first, and come back after the battle on the front line is over, or after the lord is moved. Destroy them!"

"That's a good idea, I see it."

"I agree with..."

...

After some discussion, there is no constructive opinion at all. The bosses were also annoyed, and decided to adopt the turtle tactic of indifference.

But is this really possible?

You know, even if the trees want to be quiet, you have to ask the wind to answer...(To be continued.)