Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 84 Military Strategy
"It turns out that he is the famous Duke Calvin Duoris." Latarn looked at the Duke's back with a trace of respect in his eyes.

"I thought you were only interested in those heroes with outstanding force." Lucia smiled and glanced at him. "As far as I know, Duke Duoris is not famous for his force."

Rataen laughed when he heard the words, and said: "Heroes with powerful force are certainly worthy of admiration, but generals with great resourcefulness are also the objects of my study. After all, my goal is not to become a reckless man who can only wield knives and guns!"

"You know, the Marquis of Osarion, who was born in the Ofnir family, has always had the most outstanding personal strength, but this time the Golden Dynasty was able to quell the barbarian turmoil that lasted for more than ten years, not because of Osarion. The marquis's giant axe, but the inconspicuous fortresses of the Duke of Duoris—although in my opinion his iron wall strategy is a bit clumsy, but it can also be called a mature and prudent style of a famous general."

"Clumsy?" Lucia understood the meaning of Rataen's words. He actually had a similar feeling, but it was difficult to find a suitable word to describe it, and he couldn't think of a more effective solution than the Duke.

In his opinion, the iron wall strategy implemented by Duoris in the northern border is exactly the same as the way Hektorf dealt with the demi-human mixed coalition forces in Karen in the past. They both shrink the defense line and clear the field, and use the characteristics of the rebels' lack of supplies to force them to attack. Concentrate your forces to take risks, and wait for the opponent to be exhausted and lose all vigor to attack in one fell swoop in order to defeat the enemy.

The difference is that Duoris has far more resources, information, and abilities than Hector, and his control over his subordinates is far from that of the self-willed Karen in power. It will appear so indestructible, it can smash the enemy's first round of attack head-on like a rock, and can firmly restrain the opponent like a barbed hook net, and finally concentrate its forces to wipe them out.

In this era where the Golden Law governs all things, the three dynasties check and balance each other, and it is generally difficult to break out large-scale wars. The military pressure faced by the Golden Tree mainly comes from the rebel tribes in the Northern Territory, Gemir, Gelid, and the Weeping Peninsula. Therefore, the generals of the Golden Dynasty often have ten times and a hundred times the strength of the opponent when facing the enemy.Under such circumstances, to be able to defeat the opponent majesticly like Duke Duoris with the momentum of Mount Tai's overwhelming power is already called a famous general for a while.

But as Lataen said, it is indeed a bit cumbersome to use such a strategic strategy against opponents such as rebellious trolls, sub-humans, hybrids, and orcs.

An incompetent person like Hector, who ruined most of the elite Karen city guards, failed to make a contribution, and instead fell to the end of being defeated and dying.Even for Duke Duoris, it took three full years to pacify the northern border, and the manpower and material resources lost during the construction of the iron wall defense line were incalculable.

What's more, since the founding of the Golden Dynasty, there have been many cases of similar victories. However, the rebellion in the north and south of the dynasty is still as hard to extinguish as wildfire. Even the Golden Prince Godwin is still weeping.

Although Duoris beheaded more than [-] people in World War I this time, the best expectation of the dynasty for the stability of the northern border was only three to five years. After that, there is a high probability that there will be another round of rebellion, suppression and massacre.

"If it were you, what would you do to deal with this situation?" Lucia asked after pondering for a moment.

"It's very simple, beheading tactics." Latan said without thinking.

"Whether it is the brave ice mountain monsters in the depths of Huasheng Snowfield who still retain some of the giants, or the sub-crowds who come and go without a trace in the jungle of the Weeping Peninsula, they all maintain and follow the only code of conduct, that is, strong Those who are honored."

"This is because since the end of the War of Unification, the giant royal court, the ancestral lands of the three major Asians, and more than a dozen dynasties of mixed races and humans were all destroyed, and those existences that are now called 'alien races' have been lost. With the ability of unified scheduling from top to bottom, the largest group they can organize is just a tribe with as few as dozens or as many as thousands of people. Facing the blow of the Golden Dynasty, these tribes can only be united. This is the reason why many alien races other than humans are gradually converging."

"And these alliances forced by the situation often need several leaders with sufficient strength and reputation as leaders. They not only have to act as the initiators of the alliance, but also have to assume the responsibility of part of the legion commander. What is more dangerous is , whenever the alliance achieves certain results and benefits, they must also serve as the arbiter of the distribution of benefits."

Lataen sighed and continued: "Since ancient times, the so-called rewards and punishments of famous generals have been based on the basic material support of the army, but the situation they face is completely different from ours. The rebel army is not so much an army as it is a group of rogues struggling to survive - so when it comes to the distribution of benefits, no matter how impeccable their leaders are, everyone will still feel that they are not getting what they deserve. share, thus leaving a seed of resentment invisibly."

Speaking of this, Lucia couldn't help but think of the [-] demi-human coalition forces who died under the dragon flames outside Karen City, and the hybrid priest Kruger who died silently on the eve of the Battle of Sunset Pass.

Relying on his personal fame, the mixed-race old man summoned more than half of the young warriors of the demi-human tribe in Nangemir in just a few months, precisely because of this growing resentment and resentment.In the end, he was killed by the coalition forces built by himself.

"I think the object of their resentment is not necessarily the leader in power, but more of the coalition forces themselves. As time goes by, the grievances accumulated within these rebels have become increasingly serious, but they have no choice but to continue to be resentful. A few leaders rely on personal force and prestige to condense with difficulty." Lucia pondered, "In the long run, they are like a tall tower supported by only a few pillars, as long as the few pillars supporting the entire tower are broken , you can destroy an entire rebel army without breaking a sweat, right?"

"That's right!" Rataen's eyes lit up, and he praised: "I didn't expect you to have such a deep research on military strategy!"

"If I were to go to the northern border to suppress the rebellion, I would make all the local towns, transport teams, caravans, and military fortresses operate as usual, and at the same time secretly mobilize the most powerful heroes and knights of the entire northern border army to disperse into small groups, disguise themselves Afterwards, like those rebels, they hid in the wilderness, dormant and waited for the opportunity."

"This process may take three or five months. It doesn't matter," he said confidently. "The way of using soldiers is like two people fighting to the death. Observation, thinking, and even occasional temptations are all necessary ways to read the enemy. , but once I get a glimpse of the opponent's weakness, I only need a quick and ruthless blow to pierce the enemy's heart!"

"That's right, Lataen." At this moment, a gentle voice of praise suddenly came from behind.

The two turned around and saw that the person who came was the Mugram knight. The latter took off the moon-silver Kalia knight armor today, and put on a solemn and elegant evening dress. The martial artist's breath, on the contrary, looks like an elegant and wise scholar.

"Teacher!" Lataen was taken aback for a moment, then showed a look of embarrassment, lowered his head and said shyly: "I made you laugh at the brazen words just now."

"Where?" Knight Mugram smiled and rubbed the red hair on top of the young man's head, "If you talk about military strategy and martial arts with your friends, you will be shy and ashamed to show them off. Courage?"

After hearing this, Lataen was slightly taken aback, and immediately puffed up his chest, nodded deeply, and said, "I remember it!"

"Okay," Knight Mugram punched him on the shoulder, "that's it."

"But I'm not here to look for you this time, but I want to borrow a few minutes from your friend and chat with him for a while—" He cast his eyes on Lucia beside Lataen, and smiled: "I don't know Lucia Can Your Highness honor me?"

"Of course—" Lucia responded immediately, "It's a great honor."

(End of this chapter)