Doomsday Code

Chapter 839 Combat Simulation

"Left 3.5, up 4.8."

The artillery calculator spoke to the recorder while holding the latest optical correction equipment.

At this time, Yushan, including the part of the Yu River that flows out of the ground, has been marked as a strike coverage area by the artillery units of the First Army.

In order to achieve the maximum lethality of firepower and ensure that there would be no vacuum zone for artillery shells, hundreds of artillery pieces were directly divided into groups. At the same time, while ensuring that the large coverage area remained unchanged, the attack was focused.

This was where the first shot of the battle was fired, so in order to pay attention, Dean followed the First Regiment to the front line.

"Report to the General, the artillery survey has been successfully completed."

Dean, wearing armor, looked around with the officer's telescope in his hand, then put it down and said:

"Very good, but remember to restore the terrain when you evacuate. No one should be able to detect any traces of a large number of people here."

"Our enemy is very cunning. Although we estimate that they will stop here to rehydrate, they will also be very cautious. If they find signs of a large number of troops recently arriving, I am afraid they will increase their scout search range."

Brunei, who came with Dean, laughed and said:

"General Dean is still too worried. We had already made arrangements before we came here. All of us had our feet and hooves wrapped with cloth. At the same time, the magicians in the team restored the damaged vegetation along the way.

So General Dean should not be too anxious. Otherwise, if the soldiers see their general anxious, they will probably become even more anxious, and the probability of making mistakes will increase."

Brunei really has the ability to do ideological work. Just a few words calmed down the anxious Dean.

"I finally understand why His Majesty set up the political work department. With you by my side reminding me, I feel much more at ease."

"Well, this isn't a warning at all. I'm just being non-committal. I'm only in charge of military discipline and ideology, so naturally I can talk without any hesitation."

Brunei also answered quite humorously.

"Since the survey has been completed, let's retreat. I just don't know how accurate the Second Regiment is."

Meishan is a mountain range that stretches between Beicheng and Huangcheng. It is named because its shape resembles two eyebrows.

The desertification of the northern city on this side of the mountain range is extremely serious, while the deserted city on the other side of the mountain range, although called a deserted city, can still see a few sparse tall trees.

In Meizhong, in the middle of Meishan, there is a valley with a gentle slope, which is also the main traffic route connecting Huangcheng and Beicheng.

A military station is set up here all year round.

The establishment of this military station actually has little to do with the Kingdom of Firdo. This military station was originally established by the empire in the past for the purpose of providing a transfer and rest station for the legions entering the desert for construction.

So it is certainly extraordinary in terms of area and construction.

After the collapse of the empire, this military station had been abandoned. However, since Rusov obtained the Northern Wilderness Province as his dukedom, he renovated this abandoned military station.

Nowadays, there is a nursing team of over a hundred people stationed here all year round.

While Rusov was deploying his troops, the garrison at the military station also received reinforcements, increasing from the original number of more than 100 to the current number of over 500.

At the same time, the military station's security range was expanded to the entire Meishan area.

And just as the guard was on guard, a scout team sneaked in quietly.

"...56, 57, 58. Captain, the patrol force now exceeds 300. The enemy must be very careful."

The members of the scout team reported the number of people they counted to the team leader, and also complained to the captain.

"Pay attention to discipline and continue moving forward. We must find out the current number of troops stationed at the depot and their patrol schedules to provide accurate operational intelligence to the follow-up troops."

The team leader reminded.

While the First Army was busy, in the Northern Wilderness Grand Duke's military camp, Rusov stood in his own tent, looking at the map of the Northern Wilderness Province on the wall.

Before every battle, he had a habit of looking at the map of the area where he was going to fight.

Next to this map hangs a national military map of the Kingdom of Firdau.

At this moment, the curtain of his tent was lifted.

"The Grand Duke's specific marching and combat plans have already been released."

Just as Chen Cheng and his men had obtained intelligence, Rusov was not a brainless reckless man. He had a group of military advisors under his command. Every time he fought, he would give them all the intelligence he had obtained about the enemy, and then let them design a marching and combat plan.

And it is because he has a complete battle plan for every battle that he has been able to get to where he is today.

Rusov picked up the marching and battle plan and began to read it carefully.

He flipped through the pages one by one, comparing the map with his thoughts.

"The relative strength of our logistical forces suggests that the battle should be prolonged. Apparently, you share my opinion."

Rusov and the others are not stupid and can quickly grasp the strengths and weaknesses of both sides.

It is true that the base is now just a city, and it is the barren northern city, so it is impossible to win by attrition on the front battlefield.

Therefore, the best way is to prolong the time of frontal combat and use your own advantages to offset the opponent's disadvantages.

He put down the battle plan and looked at the marching plan.

There is not much to say about this plan. It can be said that it takes into account the supply of the army and so on. It is a very standard plan, and Rusov can't see anything wrong with it.

"The plan is generally good, but I don't want to waste too much time here this time, so I will send the Second Legion in addition to the existing Third and Eighth Legions. I want to quickly resolve the worries of the Northern Wasteland."

The military advisor who submitted the plan looked at Rusov with some confusion.

"Don't be confused, because something more important will happen soon, so we must fight quickly. I will also send you a team of 500 magicians as reinforcements. You must defeat them within a month."

After the military advisor left, Rusov once again stood in front of the map hanging in the commander's tent, but this time he was no longer looking towards the north city, but towards the south of the kingdom.

In fact, according to his previous conservative strategy, he would have agreed to the battle plan proposed by the military advisors. However, the situation was different now. He could not waste time here, because a greater achievement was waiting for him in the south.