Chapter 863: El Suddenly Gets Rich (Part 1)

Nikita did not directly make it clear: If he was only given 40,000 soldiers and horses that he had just assembled, he was not confident that he could successfully rescue the western battlefield.

Instead, he used a very tactful way to explain the dangers of this tactic to Vasili and Mond.

"Your Majesty, Prime Minister. Increasing troops one after another - this kind of thing is very taboo on the battlefield!"

"The troops are like these fingers."

After saying that, Nikita raised his right hand.

"Only by clenching each finger tightly can it become a powerful fist."

Nikita slowly closed the five fingers of his right hand and made it into a fist.

"Only when the fingers are brought together can they become a fist and compete with other people's fists."

"Your Majesty, Prime Minister. I know that time is very tight now, but we must not lose our position."

"Adding troops one by one is like touching someone's fist with one finger after another."

Nikita held out the index finger of her right hand.

"No matter how strong your fingers are, they are no match for fists."

"Someone can break your finger with one punch, and then you throw another finger, and it's broken again, and then another finger is broken, and it's broken again."

"This is the danger of incremental troop additions."

"So - no matter what, we must not violate the taboo of gradually adding troops! We must wait until all the troops are gathered before we can officially mobilize the troops!"

Nikita used as vivid a metaphor as possible to explain to Vasily and Mond why troops could not be added one after another.

However - although Vasili and Mond understood, they had no intention of correcting their attitude.

"Mr. Belov, I don't understand what you are saying."

Vasily sighed.

At this time, Vasili was completely different from the high-spirited Vasili who ordered the launch of the "Iron Hammer" campaign last year.

Obviously only a short period of time had passed, but Vasili seemed to have aged many years.

"But the current war situation is really serious and time is really tight."

"The latest information has just been sent."

"The Britannia Empire's second army has captured 16 of our cities."

“I don’t know how many cities have been lost now.”

"We really don't have time to slowly build up our forces anymore."

Vasili expressed his attitude tactfully.

After hearing what Vasily said, Nikita felt her heart go cold.

He understood that Vasily was quite stubborn, and he might not be able to persuade Vasily to change his mind.

Nikita gritted his teeth.

"Your Majesty! Even if there is really no time to slowly assemble the troops, please be sure to give me some troops!"

"Asking Xia Guan to use only 40,000 troops to stop Su Cheng's troops is really... too much for Xia Guan!"

Nikita used an almost pleading tone, imploring His Majesty to give him more troops.

But in the face of Nikita's request, Vasili's response was to sigh and shake his head.

"Mr. Belov, I understand your difficulties."

"But now there are really no soldiers left..."

"The steppe men are now storming our eastern territories."

"The war situation in the Far East has reached a stalemate, and the Far Eastern Front has no spare capacity to support other battlefields."

"The Southeastern Front also has to guard against the Frankish Empire, and the Southeastern Front is too far away from us. Even if they can squeeze out troops to support us, when their support troops arrive, the Britannia Army may retreat."

"The only force that can be used now is

There is only Mr. Belov and your Central Guards. "

"But the total strength of the Central Guards is only 120,000, and the troops are scattered in the imperial capital defense circle with the imperial capital as the center."

"The 40,000 troops assembled now are all troops of the Central Guards closest to the imperial capital."

"Now there is no time to wait for other units of the Central Guards to gather."

"Besides, a certain amount of troops still need to be retained in the imperial capital's defense circle."

"The war situation in the Far East is still unclear. A certain amount of troops need to be left in the imperial capital to be ready to rush to the Far East at any time."

"So - Sir Belov, I'm really sorry. There are really only 40,000 troops available to you now..."

Perhaps he felt that giving Nikita only 40,000 troops was a bit excessive, so after a moment of silence, Vasily added:

"Then it's better to do this, Mr. Belov."

"There are still more than 10,000 new recruits here in the imperial capital who have received one month of training."

"I will give you these more than 10,000 new recruits to use."

"50,000 people - this number of troops should be barely enough."

——Is it enough? Enough shit!

As soon as Vasili finished speaking, Nikita was extremely dissatisfied and angrily yelled in his heart.

It would be better not to give him these 10,000 new soldiers.

After the "Iron Hammer" operation, in order to replenish the lost combat power, Vasili issued a conscription order and launched a nationwide conscription.

The more than 10,000 new recruits currently located in the imperial capital resolutely enlisted under the call of this recruitment order.

These more than 10,000 recruits only received one month of training.

He only trained for one month, which is almost equivalent to no training, and his combat effectiveness is almost equivalent to no one.

However, it cannot be said that these more than 10,000 recruits are completely useless. At least they can help build up the momentum...

Nikita wanted to say something else that would change Vasily's mind and allow him to bring more troops.

But after thinking for a while, Nikita suddenly realized that he seemed to be at his wits end.

Judging from Vasili's tone and attitude just now, the success rate of successfully persuading this stubborn emperor is very slim.

"Xiaguan...I understand...Xiaguan will do everything he can to stop Su Cheng's army..."

At his wits' end, Nikita had no choice but to sigh helplessly and accept the cruel current situation.

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Holy Hiran Empire, imperial capital Ailianmuya, suburbs, Boqi Town, Musketry Department.

The Musket Department now has only three craftsmen.

Without exception, these three craftsmen all had a great interest in muskets, and they were more interested in the wages offered by El, so they accepted El's recruitment and became a member of the musket department.

As usual, the three of them were studying the various parts of the musket and chatting about one thing after another.

"By the way - something seems to have happened in the west. The Britannian Empire has launched a large-scale invasion against us."

"Ah, I've heard of it."

"How terrible."

"Don't worry, the west is far away from here. No matter how capable the Britannia army is, they can't reach here from the west."

"I'm just afraid that after this battle, the price of food will rise sharply."

…

The three craftsmen chatted one after another.

At this moment, the door to their gun department was suddenly opened.

The three craftsmen all turned their attention to the open door.

I saw El, with a smile on his face, standing at the gate holding a big box.