We are not the Thunder God and the Lightning Mother, so we have made it clear in an upright manner that it is very difficult to compete with the Swedish Karl XII.

After confirming that the Austrians really all retreated to Dresden, the old and weak of the 33rd Spartan Army and the Prussian Allied Forces remained, and then recruited two thousand young men from Berlin to fight against Karl XII's main force.

The gangsters managed to gather together about 22,000 people by calling out friends like a fight.

Our main force configuration is as follows: Hitler's regiment has about 1,800 people, the 33rd Spartan Army has 7,326 people, the Prussian royalist coalition has about 12,000 people, and there are about 700 people who have abandoned the secret party and defected to the Ming party. In addition, I have a force of mercenaries from Saxony and Hesse.

An army with more than three thousand soldiers is not an army.

We lost more than 300 people before and after the first battle in Dresden. You can imagine how bad the Hessian mercenaries were. The main reason why the Prussian troops have maintained such a high level after more than half a year of fighting is that

They absorbed many of them and temporarily succumbed to the power of Otto's party.

Patriots. Therefore, the number of troops seems to be large, but the only ones that can fight are the 33rd Spartan Legion and the group of Prussian soldiers led by the former Prince of Dessau and Schwerin. There are only about 15,000 people. They can barely join the group of Prussian soldiers.

The main Swedish force supporting the Swedish division, which wanted to surround us, was flat.

But it is said that the Swedes are not that good either. There are 10,000 new soldiers recruited from Denmark, equivalent to about 2,000 Swedish Grenadier elite infantry regiments. These troops have been stationed in Berlin, so the Prussians in Berlin know it. The only uncertainty

The factor was the team that came from Sweden to cooperate with Karl XII in defeating Ludwig William.

Partial division. I think that the combat effectiveness of that unit cannot be underestimated as a unit that can turn the tide of the war. Fortunately, Ludwig William killed many of Karl XII's men. So both sides still have the ability to fight. But Prussia

The two veterans of the army murmured as soon as they heard the name of Karl XII. Letting them serve as commander-in-chief was simply asking for death.

The command power cannot fall into the hands of others. And this time, the command power cannot be divided into three parts like the one against King Geli, so when faced with the competition for command power, I behaved aggressively. The two Prussian veteran generals also knew themselves.

Even though the group of twenty-five men under them kept encouraging them to compete for the command of the army, they both still handed over the overall command to me after my negotiation.

I guess that's what they were thinking. After all, I, a Roman, was the one who broke through the tight siege of Saxony, reversed the strategic disadvantage through the two battles of Leipzig and Dresden, and made the situation clear. I have performed well in several commands. Maybe.

Maybe he can really handle that Karl XII.

I was trusted by others, but I was actually a little worried myself.

The few times I have commanded operations, I have only had less than a thousand men, but my authority was suddenly expanded to a huge number of 20,000. I am afraid that I will not be able to handle it. According to common sense, I should find a few more people like King Geli of Saxony.

I have to fight a dozen little monsters to get enough levels to face a sharp boss like Karl Twelve! But now, where can I find the little monsters?

We left Berlin on August 5th. Autumn is still more than half a month away.

The main forces of the two armies met on August 8 in Millroser, a small town on the border of Newmark County in the Kingdom of Prussia.

After the 3rd of the three -day chase, most of the time we ran back and forth, and the Swedes chased behind our ass. We roughly figured out the strength of the Swedes and the military ability of Calle Twelve.

Well, if the level of the troops of Calle twelve is just as easy to see as his strategic deployment, I have a lot of confidence to defeat him.

Of course, our troops are decorated.

August 12. Anyway, the strategic intention of King Carl 12, Sweden, to enter Berlin. I stopped dealing with the Swedish plains at the small town of farmland in Filsten Wald.

In other words, we have to fight a decisive battle with the Swedes.

The growing farmland is distributed around Philstenwald. In a wide area of ​​vision, the army is in line. The flag fluttering in the wind. Looking down from the air is a very standard three -character word.

The same is true of the Swedes, but compared to the columns of flowers that are dotted by the abandonment of the Dark Dark Survival Party, the blue and yellow oceans on the Swedes look more spectacular.

Our left and right wings are composed of the Prussian coalition forces, which were originally led by Prince De Shao and Shi Weilin. There were 4 Prussian Wallets Corps on each side, 1 Thirty -Three Sibad Army Corps, and then by 2 12 -pound guns.

4 -door 6 -pound guns and several small -mouth infantry cannons cover.

In the middle of the two wings, the Dark Surging Party was in front of the party. They were 3 meters and 1 person, a total of three rows, and they were separated. In the back, the Hitler Group with a huge middle finger and the Prussian Baohe Party composed of Wuhe people.

It is the main force of the 33rd Sbarta Legion.

"Come here, I have something to talk to you privately!" Freedley yelled beside me.

I asked Constantinus to monitor the dynamics of the enemy, so I walked a dozen meters away from the female Wen Qingyuan.

Stay away from the follow -up, Flevraya lowered his voice and shouted: "Will you fight! Even someone who hasn't led his soldiers can see that your arrangement is dangerous!"

"Oh, can you see it?" I looked at the female Wenqing in surprise, I didn't believe it.

"You let those who come to our side to stand in front of us to obey your orders, shoot seven times, and then retreat to prove that they are loyal to me.

It ’s the backbone of that group of fractured manor Rongke to form the entire army. Do you want to deliberately make the victory and let the enemy be the enemy?"

I fooled: "They are your loyal supporters, do you don't think they will fight you heroically?"

"Won't!"

Ferretelia is sure.

"You let them hear these words, they will be sad."

"Don't pull away, I just talk about things. Now, you have to give me a reason, otherwise, immediately with the order of the Crown Prince, let the two -wing troops be withdrawn!"

"You do this just to make victory and the hands."

"I can't believe you!"

"Then who can you believe?"

In a word, I forced Freylia into the way to death. In order to avoid making the female Wenqing nervous, I comforted: "Don't think about it. We Romans are partners with the same interests as you. You don't see my father even an elite

Are the Roman Legion all handed in my hands? You need to know that there are only 9 elite Roman Legion like the Thirty -Three Staparta Legion.

I think I still have a face to live in this world? For the reputation, I do n’t need to remind you, I will do my best to win this war, and guard Berlin. "

"But, I want to know why you want to win this war! That's Karl XII over there!"

"I can only say it depends on the wind." In order to take care of the female literary youth's emotions and her Prussian patriotic enthusiasm, I gave random reasons for victory.

"wind?"

"Yes."

"God, you are either crazy or insane!"

I cannot deny my assessment of Filetlia.

You must know that madmen are half a step ahead of genius. So I regard this as a compliment to me.

Returning to the front line again, Constans looked at the female literary youth and then at me. He raised his telescope and pretended as if nothing had happened. His face remained still, but his mouth moved. He asked curiously: "

What did you talk about?"

"He called me crazy."

Constans said with a smile: "Well, Mr. Madman, there is someone across the street who wants to see you."

Needless to say, Constans also saw a cavalryman flying a white flag leaving the Swedish lines and galloping towards us.

After being guided, the visitor conveyed Karl Twelve’s intention to see me.

Constans asked: "See you?"

"Isn't this a good time to observe the enemy?"

Give the courier a clear answer. He sent a signal to Sweden before we did.

Then, to show that we had no ill intentions, each of us brought only a few attendants and met in the center of the battlefield.

We arrived before the Swedes.

Maurice, Constans, the female literary youth and Hans, and a follower with a flag, this is our lineup.

The Swedes were not bad either. A large, luxurious flag that cost me who knows how much money to make was raised in the wind, and then crossed half the battlefield to come to us.

Under the banner of the King of Sweden, the leader wearing a blue and yellow Swedish military uniform should be Karl Twelve. He looks quite ordinary. He is about twenty-four or five years old. At least he does not have the aura of a bastard that comes to him, and he also has a...

Smiling, it looks like this guy took off his military uniform and threw it into a department store just like an unknown passerby.

Karl Twelve asked someone to accompany him to drive the horse forward, but he just made the horse stand still. Before he could speak, the female literary youth started to speak.

"Otto!!!!"

As Filetlia gritted her teeth, she saw a slightly haggard middle-aged man with a beard. I thought I almost saw the great Marx.

The latter's eyes were slightly ashamed: "Your Highness."

"So you still recognize me as a prince!" Feletelia was so angry that she couldn't stop talking.

"terribly sorry."

This scene is a bit bizarre.

"In fact, His Royal Highness the Prince of Prussia, Mr. Otto just made what he thought was the wisest choice in that environment." Karl XII spoke for Otto.

Feletelia sarcastically said: "Is treason wise? The King of Sweden's ability to argue with strong arguments seems to be no less than his ability to fight!"

Karl Twelve smiled and said: "I know you are full of hatred, but I think that instead of hating Mr. Otto, you should hate the people behind you who support you. Because as far as we Swedes know, the reason why your father is not

Save personnel, the Prussian aristocrats you call Manor Junkers have a great responsibility."

I winked at Constance and Maurice, this plot development was a bit complicated.

The two nodded empathetically.

"Don't stir up trouble here!"

"Whether you like it or not, the facts are the facts. A large part of the reason why Mr. Otto chose us Swedes is because those estates, Junkers, took advantage of your absence in Berlin to plot to eliminate Mr. Otto.

As well as followers of his policies. I think Mr. Hans, who is very close to the manor Grand Juncker next to you, will know the ins and outs of this very well."
To be continued...