While Lin Rui and others were risking their lives to hold on, the Red Baron was waiting for Delia to arrive in his marching tent.
Delia finally arrived. He was wearing a white African robe and stepped down from a soft sedan carried by several black people. The smile was hearty, and the scepter symbolizing Mawo's royal power in his hand was shining brightly.
When he got off the sedan, people fell to their knees behind him. According to tradition, the Mawo people worshiped the royal heir as a son of a god. Behind him were two young women holding fans. Completely regal.
But when Delia walked into the tent, the two women behind her were blocked by the secret society soldiers with cold faces.
The Red Baron was sitting in the tent drinking coffee, looking at Delia and mockingly said, "You are finally here, my highness."
Delia smiled lightly and said, "I'm glad to see you, my baron. But you also know that these are for outsiders to see. I will always be your loyal subordinate."
"I never want anyone's loyalty, because I know that this loyalty will eventually turn into betrayal. So I don't want loyalty. But the secret society needs it, and the normal operation of the organization requires everyone's loyalty." The Red Baron looked at Delia and slowly Xuan Di said, "So can you explain to me why when I asked you to fight against Gulei and Mawo's military in the Eastern Province, you repeatedly retreated, and even retreated without fighting a few times."
Delia¡¯s face changed slightly, and she said with a smile, ¡°Baron, you must have misunderstood.¡±
"I did not misunderstand you, but our organization has begun to misunderstand you. And even if it is a misunderstanding, I am waiting for you to clarify. I will give you such a chance." The Red Baron looked at Delia and said.
"Okay. I have to say that Gulei is too troublesome. Although he has only more than 3,000 people, they are all veterans who have experienced the battlefield. He recruited them from the armies of several surrounding countries. And these countries not only He acquiesced to this behavior and continued to provide him with other support. A large number of arms and weapons, even enough to form a mechanized division." Delia sighed, "You know, my people are just some armed civilians, no No matter how professionally trained they are, they cannot fight against the coalition forces of Gulei and Mawo with just their enthusiasm for national restoration."
"So you retreated without fighting, which seriously affected our plan." The Red Baron said with a gloomy expression.
"I said this was a helpless move. The situation at the time was that I couldn't bear too many casualties. Because our early operations were very successful. We have made a considerable number of Mawo people believe that the military government is the source of their misfortune. Only by returning to tradition and relying on King Mawo can we get real relief. So I can gather popularity and let the common people stand with me," Delia explained.
"Does this have anything to do with your disobedience?" the Red Baron said coldly.
"If I carry out your order, I must fight to the death with Gulei on the Northeast battlefield. Then these people under me will receive a fatal blow, and the trust and courage that have just been gathered will be severely damaged. The people are full of hope. They hoped to invest in King Mawo's restoration, but were immediately wiped out. This would be a fatal blow to their enthusiasm. I couldn't bear this risk, so I ordered a retreat." Delia sighed.
"According to your opinion, by running away all the way, you will strengthen their confidence in following you?" the Red Baron mocked.
"Of course, although Gulei and the Mawo warlords are pressing harder, the Mawo military's ability to control local areas is actually very weak. As I move westward, many people in areas not controlled by the Mawo warlords will turn to us. This is Like a snowball, it will eventually get bigger and bigger until it expands enough for me to fight against Gulei and others." Delia explained, "This is safer than confronting them head-on."
"Indeed, wherever you go, people join you, which will make your supporters support you even more. After all, you will always have the appeal of the royal family, and you avoid the risk of being hit and lost. But the actual situation is that you You lost a lot of people in the process of escaping, so you recruited soldiers along the way to replenish your strength." the Red Baron shouted sternly.
"So what? I at least still have a team of more than 3,000 people, a large amount of weapons and baggage, and have not suffered much losses." Delia said slowly.
"But your accelerated retreat has made it extremely difficult for me here. The Mawo Army and your retreat trajectory have judged your retreat route in advance and set up defenses in Nalan'er. My people have been fighting fiercely here for several days. "There were countless casualties." The Red Baron said coldly, "Do you think this responsibility has nothing to do with you?"
"I think this really has nothing to do with me, right?" Delia's eyes flickered, "After all, it's not me who takes on the task of attacking Nalaner."
"Yes, it is my responsibility to attack Nalan'er. But because??'s early retreat caused great losses to me here. But originally all this should not have happened. "The Red Baron shouted sharply.
"Okay, Baron. Let's put aside these disputes. Let's face the current problem together. How do you plan to capture Nalan'er?" Delia waved his hand.
"There is no attack because we missed the last opportunity an hour ago. If we can capture Nalan'er before an hour, we may be able to use Nalan'er to launch a defense and then resist Gulei's attack. But it's too late now. I have ordered that all our people retreat." The Red Baron said coldly.
"What, this is impossible!" Delia said in surprise, "You want to give up attacking Nalan'er, or even give up the entire plan to control the output of Mawo uranium mine? This is the decision of the organization."
"Now the decision has changed." The Red Baron said coldly, "If this kind of war continues, it will be a no-win deal. We don't care whether you are a royal family. We don't care who you and those warlords will be. Dominating this land. We are actually very simple. Everything is a business for the secret society. Costs and profits are what the secret society cares about. Once the cost we have to pay is much higher than the profit. We Naturally, I have the right to quit.¡±
"But we haven't lost yet!" Delia snapped.
"Already lost, I can't capture Nalan'er before Gulei arrives. Because we have fallen into the quagmire of urban street fighting. Street fighting is the best choice for the weak to deal with strong soldiers. It is a real meat grinder of war. , it¡¯s slaughter. The winner and the loser will suffer staggering losses." the Red Baron shouted sternly.
"But we have the advantage in numbers and equipment." Delia shouted loudly.
The Red Baron sneered, "In Grozny, Russia, a small place, the Chechen armed forces with only 30,000 people were able to hold off the 120,000 Russian troops with advanced tanks and helicopter gunships. They fought for two months with corpses all over the field. The helpless Russian President Vladimir Putin later ordered Grozny to be bombed, but this small town became an eternal pain in the hearts of Russian soldiers.
This is street fighting, and the number of people and weapons will be limited. The offensive and defensive sides will fight in a state of extreme inequality. The attacker never knows which corner a shot will come from or which street a bomb will attack. Unfortunately, I cannot let the people of the secret society suffer any more losses. "
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