Chapter 1328 Look at the Map, Look at the Map

This is a dilemma. After experiencing the tranquility of these days, not everyone wants to go back to the fanatical era.

At that time, the only thing Caledor could be praised for was how brave he was and how many medals he had received, not his wealth and status...

"We have a complete pension system. The family members of every war dead will receive the respect and understanding of the kingdom..."

Agathel's tone was slightly lacking, and there was one biggest flaw in his words, and Greerer pointed it out without mercy.

"Who will fill the void left by these families who have lost their fathers, mothers, husbands or wives? Take the statue made of the stone from Fengxiao City and put it at home as a souvenir!"

"Both of you, please calm down. We are discussing important resolutions in accordance with the charter and should not rise to the level of personal attacks."

Ronin spoke in a serious tone. As a peacemaker in a relatively objective capacity, he would not choose a side among Kaled, Windhowling City and Vaal Anvil. If he really had to choose, he would only choose Kaledor. .

Although the two representatives of the nobles of their respective cities, who were constantly arguing, reluctantly agreed, it seemed not easy to obtain a perfect result.

"Going back to the root of the problem, about Bretonnia and the Blight Swamp..." Luo Ning considered for some time, pushed his chair away, rummaged through the box next to the round table, found the relevant map, and spread it out on the table.

The two maps have similar specifications, but the details of the information are very different. The detailed castles, villages, supply points, churches, holy places of the ten principalities of Bretonnia...a series of extremely important places for the Kingdom of Knights are all controlled by the elves. in the intelligence network.

In sharp contrast, it is a withered swamp with several tunnel entrances marked on the outside. A copper bell pendulum is placed in the center of the swamp, nothing more.

"Let's not discuss who to attack first. I don't think the thirteen of us here can decide... Forgive me for the offense, Dracnir, since you didn't directly specify the target of attack, you must want to listen to the opinions of the nobles. Then make a decision.”

"Please continue, Lord Ronin." Draconir did not deny this statement. He respected this archmage who was usually known for his bold and cheerful nature. When necessary, he would always show courage at the most important moment and negotiate some difficult-to-negotiate deals. Things are finally implemented.

"We might as well discuss two feasible plans first, the difficulty and benefits of attacking Bretonnia, and the Blight Swamp... What do you think, Your Excellencies?"

"Barely enough." Agthel pinched his nose and admitted. He actually didn't care who he hit, but he just didn't like Greer's weak attitude.

Seeing that it was unavoidable, Greer could only nod with difficulty. He was not afraid of war, but he believed that Caledor's current focus was on cultivating the next generation and digesting the massive resources.

"Then let's talk about it in detail."

Now that it was the turn of planning, Edgar, who had presided over the Badland Invasion, must be the first to speak. After knowing that he could not change, the veteran could only express his thoughts with a sigh.

"Let's talk about the Blight Swamp first. I think this is not a place where normal military operations can intervene. The terrain, intelligence, and away disadvantages... will drag us into an endless quagmire.

The most appropriate way...remember Krakarond? "

"What do you mean?" Draconir secretly thought interestingly. It seems that the veteran's thinking is very different from the past, and is not constrained by some traditional tactics.

"I propose that the navy seal off the borders of the Blight Swamp, introduce seawater into Skaven Mordor, and drown all the rats in the tidal abyss of Matheran."

"This is a bit whimsical." As the only mage present, Luo Ning thought about the feasibility. The Blight Swamp is very large and filled with the chaotic aura of the evil god. There is no way to control the direction of the earth's energy. It is simply impossible to change the terrain. .

"I put forward my opinion, which is much more abstract than discussing how to drill holes, but there are only a few ways to completely eliminate the Skaven City...

Unless we want to fight for hundreds of years around a cave of unknown depth, we must rely on the power of nature. "

The congressmen present looked at each other, not knowing how to evaluate this plan. This is simply impossible in the military field. The reason why Krakaronde can sink to the bottom of the sea is because the underground sea has been dug into a sieve by Druchi. The Shadow King has personally sneaked in many times to find out. support point.

Can seawater be introduced for intrusion? No one had ever heard of such a terrible plan.

"I will discuss this plan with the White Tower of Hoth and the Slann Council." Draconir nodded and agreed to the idea. This plan is very bold and seems feasible. Transforming the terrain is not difficult for Slann, but The biggest problem in building a channel that leads directly to the Skaven City is the horned evil god and the energy of the warpstone in the Blight Swamp.

"Then let's talk about Bretonnia... I suggest starting with Briogne, knocking down the Tower of the Lake Goddess, and letting all the knights turn their attention to the south. Then a dragon army will go straight to Cologne..."

Agathel offered a different perspective, pointing directly at Bordero as the gateway to Bretonnia.

"No, our navy has an absolute advantage and can launch a full-scale attack. The large-scale gathering of Holy Grail Knights will pose a big threat to us, but as long as they are properly interspersed and attack the hinterland of Bretonnia from all sides, these monkey knights will definitely He will take the lead in taking care of his family's territory and respond to the Dukes' orders flawlessly.

Their serf troops were vulnerable, and the knights' inferior armor could be penetrated by just a few arrows. "

Edgar didn't object. This was indeed possible, but there were drawbacks.

"There are hundreds of small castles standing in Bretonnia, and enough food is stored in them to last for several years. Although intermittent attacks can effectively attack the scattered villages and towns, it is impossible to break the castle gate without heavy fire support. As long as the monkey knight Huddled in the castle..."

Edgar suddenly stopped talking, shook his head helplessly and smiled, laughing at himself for getting old.

"Isn't this just in line with our ideas? Whether it's a giant dragon or a powerful artillery from the New World, it's enough to break the castle." Agthel said calmly. An arc was drawn in places such as Riogne, clearly indicating those strategic locations that would be the first to attack.

The discussion lasted for a long time. These elderly councilors rarely showed their vitality and discussed a goal in the dragon palace conference room.

Draknir kept smiling about this, affirming and denying some views from time to time, such as using the imperial fortress in the Gray Mountains to conduct a surprise attack...

Unable to speak, Luo Ning walked to the wooden cabinet in the corner of the conference room. After rummaging through it, he asked in confusion, "Why is there no wine? Could it be that a new member of the Dragon Palace has joined and a ban on alcohol has been issued?"

A joke made the originally tense meeting burst into laughter. Edtellis joked: "Maybe our Prince, like his father, has to be controlled by his wife when he eats and drinks, and he can't even satisfy his appetite." ”

"Ahem, don't talk nonsense. It's just that this conference room hasn't been used for a long time... Maybe Miranda thinks it's necessary to replace it."

Draconir emphasized his family status and motioned to Ronin to press the magic bell on the wine cabinet, and a suitable drink would be delivered to him later.

When the prince saw that Edtelis was smiling, he immediately chose to divert his attention: "Look at the map, look at the map." (End of this chapter)