Eighty-Six Victories without Celebration

"Your Majesty, you should lead a regiment back to Seris immediately! With our troops in the south, it should be enough to deal with the counterattack of the Holy Demon Empire." Wilkes suggested: "If their counterattack strength is similar to what it is now ."

"It can't be almost the same. If the other party still only mobilizes such a small amount of troops, then the commander's mind is flooded." Chris shook his head and said: "The most likely route the other party chooses is from the direction of the Higgs Kingdom. Attack Serris directly."

"We can't base our victory on the premise that the opposing commander is flooded with water. We have to be fully prepared. Only in this way can we ensure that we will not suffer in any direction!" Chris said here, looking towards Wilkes.

"The first six divisions we formed have all entered Arlant, and the rear defense is only the teaching regiment and the 7th and 8th divisions... This is indeed very dangerous." Wilkes looked at the map and said: "So the first The return of the 1st Division to Serris is necessary."

"Actually, we have been going south for so many days, and the 9th and 10th divisions on Serris' side should have been formed. Their weapons should also be well-equipped." Chris counted the time and said to Wilkes: " I lead the 1st division north, and then order the 10th division south to help you stabilize your defenses."

"We don't need to send the troops south. We still have General Vagron's 2nd Division as a reserve team, and at least ten garrison regiments as reserves and reinforcements, which are capable of fighting." Wilkes shook his head. At this moment, the door of the room was pushed open from the outside.

"Your Majesty! The commander of the Prairie Empire, Cisse, wants to see you." An officer walked in and reported that the commander of the Prairie Cavalry asked to see Chris: "They said they were going to return to the Prairie Empire, and they wanted to see you before returning. one side."

"Are they so eager to talk to us about compensation? I know they suffered heavy losses this time, and almost one-fifth of their troops were annihilated by the Dragon Knight..." Chris smiled wryly and shook his head. Shake your head.

"I think, as an ally, it's better for you to see these cavalry from the grasslands. At least, we need to know how much they want." Wilkes said to Chris.

"Okay! I'll see them and let General Cisse come in. I'll wait for him here." Chris ordered helplessly.

Bourgeois walked out, and soon a middle-aged officer in traditional armor followed him in. He had the traditional hairstyle of the steppe empire, and below it was a beard that was not neatly trimmed.

He walked in front of Chris, then suddenly knelt down on one knee and bowed his head in the most noble greeting for a prairie: "His Majesty the great Emperor Alan Hill! Your most loyal friend on the prairie, Cisse, salutes you! "

"..." Confused by the scene in front of him, it took Chris a long time to realize that the other party was expressing his respect to him, and then he said: "General Cisse, please get up! I can gain your friendship. I am very happy."

Having said this, he paused for a while, and after the other party got up, he continued: "But you seem to have called me wrong. I am not the emperor of Alan Hill, and I am only the Grand Duke now."

"Your Majesty! I have seen your victory with my own eyes. There are still the corpses of giant horses and broken magic armor in the wilderness. You are already the greatest monarch of the Mortal Empire by defeating the army of the Holy Demon Empire!" After Cisse stood up, he explained to Chris.

He looked at Chris as if he was looking at his most admired idol: "I have completed my mission, and I will return to the grassland with my troops tomorrow. Every warrior on the grassland will remember your greatness and generosity! "

"Your trade has changed the barren status of the steppe empire, so that we no longer need to rely on plundering to feed our children, so everyone on the steppe,

will be your friends! "After saying this, Cisse nodded in greeting, and then respectfully exited Chris's room.

Chris looked at Wilkes beside him and shrugged: "I thought he came to me for a commission."

"As time goes on, you'll see how far-reaching the Maricha war has been," Wilkes told Chris. "There will be countless people fighting for you, praying for you...it won't work. It won't take long before you get everything you never thought possible before."

"I hope so!" Chris felt that this matter could be used for a while, and after thinking about it, he looked at Bourgeois and said, "Since this battle will have such a huge influence, then we should make use of it. "

"I announce that the city of Maricha has officially changed its name to Falling Dragon City! This is a great city where countless giant dragons have fallen!" Chris said with a smile: "I want to let the whole world know that there was once an army here. A great army, an army of mortals that can defeat an army of magic!"

Bourgeois felt that his hair was standing up, and his battles would go down in history because of this name change, and the Dragon City would also become a "holy place" in the eyes of mortals for defeating the Magic Empire.

"The other thing is that starting today, all offensive operations will be stopped, and the defense line should be shortened as much as possible, which is what all troops must do!" Chris continued to order after announcing that Maricha was renamed Falling Dragon City road.

The Alan Hill troops that went south had almost used up a lot of ammunition, and many troops were waiting for supplies from the rear. And these supplies can only replenish their ammunition consumption, and cannot support Chris to expand the war again.

The shortcomings of logistics supply have always existed, and the pressure of rear production is indeed a headache. With more and more new weapons, the output of ammunition is naturally greater.

With the popularity of revolvers, the demand for pistol cartridges is increasing, because of the intention to promote submachine guns, the production of pistol cartridges has been expanding, which also takes up a lot of raw materials.

At the same time, the production number of rifles has also increased. The number of troops to be equipped with Mauser 98K rifles is now ten times that of the previous ones. Almost all infantry regiments need Mauser 98K rifles, and the weapons eliminated by training consumption also need to be replenished.

Some of the new weapons were even exported. About 1,000 Mauser rifles, which were replaced by training wear and tear, were exported to the Prairie Empire. The cattle and sheep in exchange for these new weapons allowed the meat canning factory in Ireland Hill to start producing their own canned beef and mutton at full speed again.

Feeding an army of 200,000 or more is not an easy job, and the supply of weapons and equipment is a very meticulous job. No matter what kind of weapon is now, it is very important to the soldiers of Alan Hill.

Machine gun carriages are urgently needed by each unit, and the weapons produced are basically distributed to the newly formed units in situ. Although the production line of machine guns has expanded its production capacity after expansion, this weapon is still in short supply.

As the number of machine guns and rifles proliferated, the supply of bullets went wrong again. Dozens of bullet factories are now producing around the clock, still unable to meet the front-line consumption and training needs.

What is even more depressing is that with the continuous expansion of production, there is also a shortage of raw materials in supply-because of the rapid construction of railways, the demand for steel is also constantly expanding. Now the steel production capacity of Ireland Hill, Started to be stretched again.

The reserves of raw material copper have been infinitely close to zero, even if the prairie empire and the copper mines in the earth castle and other places are desperately supplied, they are still unable to meet the needs of production. The synthetic rubber side can only be barely maintained. There are too many types of raw materials required by industrial civilization, so that people always pay attention to one and the other.

This is the victory of the war, which brings infinite benefits, otherwise Elland Hill's economy will collapse on its own, and there is no need for others to do it.

In addition, due to the constraints of transportation capacity, the materials at the rear are piled up like a mountain, but the materials at the front have been insufficient. The amount of consumption on the road makes people laugh and cry. To transport a carriage of ammunition to the front line, I even need another carriage of feed...

"Next time, our war can't be fought like this! We will open new factories in Naaru, Dragon City and Wallawa to increase production capacity... and lay more railways to save transportation links. The consumption!" Chris summed up a few words angrily, and then ended the summary meeting of such a victory.

On the same day, he left the Dragon City with the 1st regiment and returned to Seris. Without the excitement of defeating the Magic Empire, nor the joy of winning the war, I was so worried and embarked on the road home.

On the other side, three giant dragons landed outside a magnificent castle. Knight Commander Eldo turned over and jumped off the dragon's back, and walked quickly into the gate of the castle. On both sides of the huge wooden door, the guards looked strangely at Ildo, who was a little embarrassed. He didn't know why he looked like this.

Ildo ignored their gazes, and went straight to the gate of Archon Joseph Bakarov. He pushed open the huge door without tidying up his clothes.

"My lord! The frontline news that General Morse ordered me to send!" Ildo walked to Joseph Bakarov, knelt on one knee, held up General Morse's letter, and reported it loudly.

"Why are you so embarrassed?" Putting the young dragon on his arm to his feet, Joseph Bakarov stood up, walked in front of Ildo, took the letter from his hand, read it Glancing at the dusty Ildo, he asked solemnly.

"Mortals have developed new weapons... My dragon knights suffered heavy losses..." Ildo did not dare to hide, and started talking about his losses: "25 dragon knights, I only brought back 3 of them."