Looking for a fight with her?
Definitely not... This is a foregone conclusion. Even if he agrees, will those brats think he is so great?
Marseille couldn't afford to lose face by defeating a woman in a one-on-one duel. If it got out, he would be laughed at by everyone, especially those bitches in the Southern and Western armies.
But if they don't cooperate, the other party will have the king's order...
No matter how hard he thought, he had no clue. Marseille's face was full of sorrow, as if his wife had run away and his children were not his. At least he couldn't think of a way to vent his anger for the time being.
"Lieutenant General, I have an idea." The young man rolled his eyes and whispered in his ear, "Did the Communications Department say... that His Majesty specifically asked us to draw from this side?"
"That's not the case." Marseille said reflexively, "There is no information about this... They didn't mention anything."
"Then there should be no fixed range." The boy's eyes lit up, "Maybe Director Imaar just came here on the way. She doesn't have to pick people from us. As long as we give her a suitable reason, she will naturally go to the south or west to cause trouble~"
Marseille's eyes also lit up - indeed, if there was no clear indication of the direction to mobilize the troops, he could just kick the ball to someone else!
I can use the excuse that these people have been responsible for the reclamation operations in the northern wilderness, and withdrawing them will affect next year's spring plowing!
With such a good excuse, the woman must be too embarrassed to insist on it. She could only go to Harrison and Josie... Those two bastards deserved it for trying to snatch the girl from him!
"Let's do it." Marseille instructed the boy in military uniform, took out a note from the drawer, signed it and handed it to him.
"You get them to take shovels and go to work in the jungle now! Quickly! At least make it look good!"
Although he had decided to pass the buck, he still didn't dare to disrespect Director Shadow Lion.
The other side is also very famous. In fact, compared with their newly restored army, violent departments like Shadow Lion are the protagonists.
So I still have to give her some basic face.
just wait.
Everyone...you will soon understand that what really protects you is not the secret police, but the golden knight holding the war hammer and the powerful army commanded by the war hammer!
Looking at the power armor displayed in the corner, and the thickened and lengthened version of the Kellward Crusher hammer next to it, Marseille stood by the window with his chest straightened, feeling a surge of energy in his body that could no longer be suppressed and was bursting out.
Now all the golden knights in the central diocese have been transferred to train the army.
Although the training methods of the army and the knights are different, there are some similarities in the early days. The most suitable candidate for coordination can only be found from gold, and at most an officer from other defense areas can be transferred as a deputy.
Sarah has abandoned the regular army for too long, and if she wants to pick it up again, there will inevitably be a process of exploration in the middle.
And this is indeed a rare opportunity for a Golden Knight like Marseille.
Finally, they no longer need to stay in the church and do boring prayers all day long. Instead, they can have the opportunity to go out and make achievements on the battlefield.
Marseille is not an ascetic, and he cannot bear to train himself to have such strength but only be able to do work similar to that of a secret policeman.
Thinking about the disputes among various countries regarding the continent of Aisha, Marseille couldn't help feeling happy.
He felt that it would soon be his turn to shine, and when the time came, he would let the captain see how big the gap was between gold that only practiced hardship and prayer and gold that knew how to work hard and make progress.
boom! ! !
Just as he was thinking this, a cloud of black smoke suddenly rose from the plain outside the window that he was looking at.
What's the situation?
With his eyes wide open, Marseille quickly picked up the peaked cap and put it on himself. At the same time, he took out his lieutenant general's scepter from the table, opened the door and ran out.
It was chaos outside at this time.
The entire tent was filled with noisy and running soldiers. Marseille grabbed a man by the collar and asked him, "What's wrong? What happened?"
"Someone...someone is breaking in! General!"
The soldier was frightened by his angry look, and after shivering, he quickly answered.
"We're under attack!"
"The gate was breached!!!"
Break through?
Is it an enemy?
Could it be an exercise conducted by the other two sides?
Ma Sai was completely confused at the moment, and he just instinctively asked, "How many people are there?"
"Well...it seems to be a..."
"What did you say?"
Marseille's eyebrows were almost twisted into one.
"How many?"
"One! They all say it's one!"
The soldier put both his hands in front of his chest, with an expression on his face that looked like he was about to cry.
"I...I don't know! That's what they all said! General!"
A person?
How could it be such a coincidence?
Marseille gently let go of the soldier, thinking of the previous phone call, and an incredible idea came to his mind.
It can't be what I'm thinking, right?
At the same time, at the gate of the tent a few hundred meters away, Xia Yibing threw away the scrap iron parts stuck on the knife and picked up a new rifle from the ground with his left hand.
Indeed, simple and direct.
Looking at the group of recruits in front of her who were aiming their guns at her but were still retreating, the woman smiled.
"Thank you, Yusirion. It's rare that we can have such resonance."
"I like your suggestion very much."
I slept too much because of a dream. I will make up a note and update later.
The weather was too cold, and the key was that I had a very long and detailed dream, just like watching a movie, with all the place names, people's names, and emotional entanglements, which was so exciting to watch.
This gives me a chance to think about whether I can incorporate this dream into the plot.
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Chapter 11 Top Secret Information (Two in One)
More than an hour passed. Xia Yibing sat where Marseille had sat, leaning on his favorite sandalwood chair and browsing the list of the entire military region. Marseille himself stood across the table, nervous and afraid to speak.
Yusilian was indeed right.
The woman rolled her eyes at him. She didn't even need to ask, she knew just by looking at his face that this guy was trying to be smart on her from the beginning.
Faced with her contemptuous look, Marseille dared not say anything.
What could he say? Although few of the new recruits dared to shoot at her, especially after someone called out her identity, there were more than 1500 people gathered at the south gate. So many people chose to fight her with cold weapons and lost miserably, and were almost killed by her and rushed to him. This kind of thing was just like listening to a story made up by a third-rate drama troupe. It was too fantastic anyway.
Of course, Marseille had no right to say these words, because even he himself had lost - he tried to resist in the first encounter, but the long knife cut directly into his armpit through his shirt, and the back of the knife threw him to the ground.
And then? When he got up from the ground, he saw with his own eyes that the long sword disappeared into the woman's hand. From that moment on, he knew that even if he wore power armor, he might not be the opponent of the other party.
He had some knowledge and knew the difference between a present spirit and a present spirit. Even if the present spirits of many people descended into reality, they could only have an effect on the filthy spirits at most. A present spirit that could condense to this degree and truly cut through this layer of cloth would most likely not be blocked by conventional armor.
You can't defend, you can't attack, and you're not as fast or agile as us. What's the point of fighting? Just accept the defeat.
"If I don't do this, do you want to kick me like a ball to the other two military regions?" Xia Yibing threw away the roster and questioned Marseille.
Marseille's thick eyebrows twisted for a moment, and he forced out a somewhat ugly smile: "This... I definitely don't dare to fool the special envoy..."
"It's the Ice Moon now, and when I came in just now, I saw many people holding ice picks and shovels in their hands." Xia Yibing exposed him bluntly, "Those are the equipment distributed for spring plowing, right? Don't tell me you plan to let them open up the land at this time?"
Marseille's forehead was covered with sweat. He was not afraid of this woman, but he was afraid that this woman would make a fuss about this matter and report him to the commander-in-chief.
If that happened, his positions as corps commander and lieutenant general would probably be gone. The general commander hated them the most when they played tricks on their official duties. By then, someone else would have to take over his achievements over the past six months. He trembled all over when he thought of this consequence.
"Idiot!" Xia Yibing snorted softly.
“Is the land in the north suitable for reclamation or the land in the southwest suitable for reclamation?”
"You want to protect your reputation and want to send me to two other directions. Have you ever thought that I have already calculated the pros and cons? Are you planning to lower the efficiency of next year's spring ploughing for your own selfish desires, Commander Tibers?"
After being scolded by her, Marseille finally came to his senses.
Indeed, what this woman said makes sense.
Although appropriate freezing can help fertilize the soil, the further north you go, the lower the temperature, the more complex the terrain, and the more difficult it is to reclaim the land. The north is definitely not as good as the troops in the southwest in terms of land reclamation, even with the addition of farm tools and machinery.
His plan of passing the buck is actually damaging the interests of the country. If he succeeds, the troops in the southwest will be short, which will inevitably have a greater impact on spring ploughing. If the grain harvested is 10% less, it may cause more people to starve to death.
Ma Sai was just being honest, not really selfish, and he also didn't want to be involved in these things. So he simply bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "I didn't think about it... It was indeed my fault."
Xia Yibing couldn't help but look at him with admiration.
He can admit his mistakes directly... He is now the leader of an army.
This shows that he doesn't really want to go against me. The reason for the conflict should be due to his dissatisfaction with being reaped the fruits of his labor. Fundamentally speaking, he is more inclined to self-protection and safeguarding his own interests.
On this basis, he was willing to apologize for his decision-making mistakes, which further proved that he was not the kind of person who was alienated from the lower classes. Such a golden knight was quite good even if he was not an ascetic. In fact, to some extent, she even hoped to deal with such people. Because the ascetic was sometimes too stubborn.
For example, Carl who died in Nanxinze. Xia Yibing admired Carl's character, but she still believed that since the two sides were in a cooperative relationship, they should have closer intelligence exchange.
The one in front of me is good, he looks rough, but he can understand what I mean very well. He is not decadent and looks less than 40 years old.
Marseille's scalp numbed under her stare. He felt like the pork on the chopping board in the market. This woman's eyes were like a knife, as if she was planning where to start cutting first.
"Your Majesty has given me 10 gold quotas." Xia Yibing suddenly said, "I don't really plan to recruit 10 people to take away... Some people must be left behind for local defense, so do you have anyone to recommend to me? Lieutenant General?"
Marseille was stunned.
The Ministry of Communications didn't say that they would need to draw gold...
And she gave enough shares to ten people. Add to that the 3500 people she told him at the beginning. What mission was she going to carry out in Manion?
Even without counting the 3000 soldiers, just the 10 golds and 500 silvers are enough to take down the city head-on!
"Hurry up, Lieutenant General." Xia Yibing urged, "This is not a bad thing for you."
The recruitment period was only ten days, which sounded long, but she didn't just need to gather people and go. Packing, logistics, supplies, and most importantly, transportation were all very troublesome. There was no time to waste.
Marseille's eyes rolled and he called out a few names, among which were "Harrison" and "Josie" whom he had mentioned to the boy in military uniform before - these two were the corps commanders of the western and southern military regions respectively, and he did not forget to "fight for benefits" for these two guys.
Marseille thought: At present, it seems that people are drawn from the Northern Legion. Then, as the original commander of this army, his leading the troops westward can actually be interpreted as the mobilization of the entire legion.
In other words, as long as he has those 3000 people under his command, even if he leaves the military region for a long time, it will be difficult for his superiors to assign people to replace him.
But the other two legions were different. If Harrison and Josie were taken away and the two legions' structures remained intact, the headquarters would definitely send extra gold to take over the troops. Whether they could resume their original positions when they returned, hey...it was really hard to say.
"Your positions will be retained, so don't think about harming others."
Xia Yibing's words poured cold water on him.
Ma Sai was stunned. She found it interesting and asked, "Why do you have conflicts with them?"
"It's about the source of soldiers." Marseille curled his lips. "If they were from different regions, it would be fine, but the three sides are so close, there are not enough soldiers to fight for."
Yusilian was right...
Xia Yibing raised her eyebrows.
Blood Crystal Crow had explained the ins and outs of this place to her on the way. She was skeptical at the time, but she didn't expect that her analysis was completely correct.
The leader of the alien army... Yusilian said that she had experience in commanding a force of more than one million people in long-distance raids. I don’t know if she was exaggerating in this matter.
"I said it's not a bad thing for you. I'm not trying to fool you."
Seeing that the burly man in front of her seemed a little unhappy, Xia Yibing felt that she should give him some comfort.
You definitely can't dismiss him, whether it's Marseille or the other two corps commanders, if you see they have the ability to transfer them to work for you temporarily, that's fine. But you can't burn bridges and affect their subsequent careers.
She herself was temporarily transferred, and she would definitely write down the transfer suggestion when writing the report. In this way, the new military department would temporarily assign at most three people to manage the military district, and they would be reinstated immediately after they returned from the West Xinna Parish.
And we also have to take into account the credit that can be gained there with a high probability. Don't forget that these troops have no war to fight now. For the time being, Sara's purpose of pulling out this force is mostly for deterrence. This kind of opportunity to make meritorious service does not come every day.
She explained the pros and cons to Marseille and hinted to him that he could continue to be the leader of the 6-man army after the six gold medalists on the list arrived. Marseille was immediately pleased when he heard this.
The legion commander's position is secondary. The key point is that he got a chance to suppress his two old rivals.
He immediately became more cooperative, not only truthfully reporting the weapons and armaments that the troops could mobilize, including how many guns, artillery pieces, and armored vehicles there were, but also claiming that he could help her contact the gold that was ticked on the list, and he immediately went to do it.
"A simple-minded fellow."
