Chapter 244: Empty City Strategy
The area occupied by the Papal Cavalry in Zhongzhou is at least 400,000 square kilometers.
There is only an occupied area of about 50,000 square kilometers in Zezhou, because the central and southern regions of Zezhou are the battle areas between the main forces of the empire and the main forces of the Papal States, and can no longer be considered enemy-occupied areas.
The mission of the cavalry regiment is to contain the power of the empire with all its strength, intimidate the heartland of the empire, and prevent the empire from sending more troops to assist the front line.
As for attacking from both front and back, I'm afraid the imperial commander's face would be broken with laughter. Using a motorized army to attack a tanked army is probably something only a idiot would do.
The Empire's Tiger-45 tank could not even be penetrated by armor-piercing shells. Its 105mm Super-type rifled gun could easily blow up an entire regiment of theirs, and there was also a self-propelled fire-controlled machine gun on the top of the tower.
Only by sending a division can we use up all its oil and ammunition.
Therefore, the correct strategy is for motorized mobile forces to exert their mobility in the rear and strike the weak points of the empire.
In fact, it has achieved very good results so far, dragging many garrison troops of the empire near Zhongzhou and splitting the battlefield.
However, since yesterday, things have taken an uncontrollable turn.
First of all, the harassment tactics that had always been effective failed, resulting in the loss of a lot of men and horses.
Then overnight, there was a big problem with the supply of materials in the rear.
In less than a day, more than 60 transport vehicles were bombed, more than a thousand people were killed, and even some patrolling mobile teams were attacked.
The commander-in-chief of the cavalry regiment, Padick, paced back and forth anxiously in the command post. He could not understand what had happened. With the mobility of the cavalry regiment, the enemy's rear was safe and sound, while his own rear was severely damaged.
It's such a huge joke!
The most important supply for the cavalry regiment is fuel, and the largest fuel depot they control is Dahan City, located at the junction of Zezhou and Zhongzhou.
It is more than 700 kilometers from Dahan City to the front line. This long supply line is their lifeline.
Now, this supply line has been interrupted, and the cavalry's mounts on the front lines are beginning to run out of fuel.
Without the cavalry's maneuverability, Wang Boan had fewer concerns and his attack on the stronghold became more fierce.
If the central stronghold is lost, the large number of strongholds in the northwest that have been captured with great difficulty will be threatened.
Padick realized the seriousness of the problem, but before he and his staff could come up with a solution, worse news came: their food supply line was also cut off.
Padick's face darkened, and the staff officers shouted in unison, "Commander! Go and seek the help of the monks! The great Lord Yabu will surely help us solve this problem!"
Padick hesitated for a moment, then went to the monks' room deeper inside the headquarters.
Thirteen monks were sitting in the room, all wearing yellow and green robes and with monk's cloth wrapped around their heads.
Three senior monks sat on the cushion at the top, symbolizing the priests of the three main gods of the Burning Heaven Sect.
The strong smell of sandalwood filled his nostrils, making Padik feel very uncomfortable.
He hurriedly bowed to the chief monk.
"Lord Yabu, please send out the elite monks to eliminate the insects behind us."
The chief monk opened his eyes and said, "From the tribes of the cavalry regiment, select thirty saints to be presented as tribute."
Cold sweat dripped down Padick's forehead. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay."
The chief monk then closed his eyes, and the ten young and strong monks under him stood up and walked out.
Padick felt a little more at ease and returned to the headquarters to inform his staff of the situation.
The staff officers settled down and came over to touch Padick's big toe, praising him, "Damn it, Commander."
"When the monks take action, there is nothing they cannot accomplish."
"The Battle Monk is invincible!"
"The warriors who protect Pope Burning Heaven have no rivals in this world."
Half a day later, a reporting soldier rushed in and shouted, "Report! The monk group has been completely wiped out!"
The command room was completely silent. The staff officers who had been greeting each other with "damn it" before could not utter a word.
After a long moment, Padick said weakly, "Withdraw the two frontline strongholds, mobilize 10,000 elite motorcycle pilots, and wipe out the rats in the rear."
But the whole night was still full of bad news.
Ignoring the fierce attacks on the front-line strongholds, the General Staff had been studying the clearing operation in the rear. In the early morning, one of the staff officers suddenly slammed the table and shouted, "Commander! This is bad!"
Padick was extremely anxious and flew into a rage upon hearing this: "It's already bad! Do you even need to call me a waste?"
Ignoring the reprimand, the staff officer pointed at the map and shouted, "Look! All the places we encountered attacks along the way. Connect the dots and you'll see the exact location!"
On the map, a series of attack points were marked with blue marks. If these marks were connected, it would be like a zigzag lightning pointing directly to their oil depot - Dahan City!
Padick suddenly slammed the table and stood up. "Quick, send out all the ace pilots. We must wipe out these enemies running around like rats!"
If the fuel depot is bombed, they will have no supplies here.
It won't be long before cavalry becomes infantry, horses become horseless, and cover becomes no cover.
How can we fight this battle without an ace pilot?
Having lost their advantage in mobility, they went from being hunters disrupting the heart of the empire to being prey trapped deep in the heart of the empire.
The only possibility left is being surrounded and hunted.
At this time, another staff officer shouted, "No, not necessarily. We moved the oil depot from Dahan City! Those bastards in the Empire couldn't possibly know! We have many empty oil depots in that direction!"
"right!"
The Chief of Staff, who had been silent all day, suddenly spoke up:
"They must be going to blow up those empty oil depots! We don't need to panic. We can concentrate a large number of troops to guard the empty oil depots, and we won't deploy anyone to guard the real oil depots! This is called confusing the real with the fake! We're using their own tactics!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire command center was filled with praises of "Ni Ma Si", and even Padik showed a relieved smile.
He immediately issued an order to disperse all 80,000 defenders of Dahan City to the nearby empty oil depots. No guards were allowed in the real oil depots except for patrolling ones.
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Great Cold City.
Lin Wen looked at the almost empty oil depot and scratched his head:
"How strange! Not long ago, they were clearly warning of the extreme danger here, but now all that's left is opportunity."
He was too lazy to think about it and just fired out a [Flame Technique].
He now discovered the benefits of [Flame Art]. This spell is a tracking spell. It can lock onto any target within the visual range. Once locked onto, it is extremely difficult to escape. It is very useful.
The explosion range of the oil depot is very large, and the safety line given by [Without Colorful Phoenix] is very far away, and the gun may not be able to hit it, so [Flame Art] is just right.
Lin Wen didn't want to waste his time either, as time was precious. Anyway, it only took 5% of his soul to be released, which was a good deal.
The fireball hit the oil depot with a long trail, exploded immediately and detonated nearby oil depots.
In an instant, the roar resounded throughout the entire Great Han City, and a huge fireball rose into the sky. The billowing smoke that followed covered almost one-third of the city.
Lin Wen took a quick look and saw that the explosion was successful and Shanyuan had entered the settlement stage.
He turned around and flew down the city, continuing his search for meat buns with thin skin and large fillings.
With the help of the super [Colorful Phoenix] reconnaissance ability, Lin Wen gained a lot of good fortune.
He headed west and unknowingly killed for another day. When he looked ahead and saw that there were no black spots, he was about to turn back when he suddenly saw a jumping light spot out of the corner of his eye.
The light spots are sometimes bright and sometimes dim, changing constantly.
Lin Wen was attracted by this strange phenomenon. He immediately ran over and found another base hidden underground.
However, this base is much smaller and more simple.
But it still reminds that there are certain risks.
Moreover, the risk is also fluctuating and unpredictable.
This was the first time that Lin Wen had discovered such a thing. To be on the safe side, he activated [Qi Ban Divine Power] and [Invulnerability to All Poisons] to avoid accidents or accidental poisoning.
Then he tore open the gate of the base and walked inside.
With a clang.
The torn door was thrown behind him and smashed to the ground, revealing the pattern painted on its side.
It was a mass of maggots huddled together in a web of countless nematodes.
Nima Si is a homophone of a greeting or praise in a certain area.
(End of this chapter)
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