"Legislative Commander, this is my idea." Shelley Warren obviously got some inspiration from today's combat. He did not hesitate and gave the answer directly. "From today's combat, although the enemy used armored vehicles, the thickness, firepower and power of the armor were not as good as ours. Whether in positional wars, encounter wars or pursuit wars, we could steadily seize them. However, the trenches and anti-tank piles they used may cause trouble for our rapid advancement. Moreover, the forward route of the armored troops is very high on the terrain, and the enemy can easily guess the direction of our next action. Therefore, my suggestion is that we appropriately reduce the requirements for rapid advancement, fight steadily, and take a city to be a city, and control the Principality of Lailin in one week, instead of three days."

"We slow down and give the enemy more time to prepare," Legion Commander Becken Warren thought, "But you are right. The enemy's tank seems to be called the Hunter, and the steam chariot is called the Slaughter. It has a good name, but its combat power is limited. It has no other function except for continuing our attack."

"In addition, we must also consider the coordinated capabilities of infantry. If it advances too quickly, the infantry may not be able to keep up."

Shelley Warren raised another concern of his own.

"I think this is OK," Becken Warren, "We are basically still advancing according to the original plan. If the Republic of Niglu is only at this level, then our problem should not be big. Taking down the Principality of Lailin and establishing a buffer zone is our purpose, come and do it well!"

"Okay, Legion Commander!"

Shelley Amel nodded and turned to say goodbye. He left the command and found his camp in the dark, with his companion, gunner Dean Warren, observer Barr Warren, and two machine gunners, Weis Warren and Devine Warren, waiting for him without a break.

"Why don't you rest yet? You will have to march tomorrow."

Shelley Amel didn't quite understand, "Is there anything wrong?"

"It's about our armor," Balle Warren's expression was serious. He led the confused Shelley Warren to their chariot. Compared to the daytime, the blood tiger had quieted down, and the four yellow stars printed on the turret recorded its battle record. The messy, damaged fence armor piled up on the side recorded the damage it suffered on the battlefield.

"The enemy's giant chariot is more powerful than we thought." Barr Warren knew that Shelley Amel didn't like to keep it in a silence, so he pulled Shelley Warren to the front of the Blood Tiger and pointed the obvious dent at him, "Look, this is the result of our confrontation with that chariot today. Their chariot was blocked by our fence armor and hit our front armor. We looked in the afternoon and caused obvious damage to our armor."

"A pit is also called obvious damage?" Shelley Amel reached out and touched. Based on his understanding of the Blood Tiger armor, this level of pit did not affect the combat effectiveness of the Blood Tiger at all.

"It's not just that, look here," Balle Warren pointed his hand and asked Shelley Amel to see the burning mark near the dent. "Their Dashe was stuck on our fence. We checked it. There was a piece of metallurgical pyroxene installed in the front of the Dashe. It would be activated after hitting our tank and emit high heat."

Hearing Baller Warren's words, Shelley Amel was silent. He reached out and grabbed his head and cursed.

"That's so fucking cruel!"

"This is war, so it's normal," Balle Warren comforted, "but we must be careful of this kind of chariot, so that they will not get obscene."

"I understand that the armor of this kind of chariot is not thick, so we can destroy them. Their big chariot seems to be not far away, so we can consider the time difference. What about the chariots captured on the battlefield today, let's go and see?"

Shelley Amel felt that she should collect more information.

"I sent a few to the rear, but we still kept some. I looked at it and the crossbows found from the captured slaughters were all in the same structure."

Balle Warren went to inquire in the afternoon, so he knew it clearly.

"I think the time difference is a feasible way," gunner Dean Warren interrupted. "Our guns are farther effective than them, just don't be close to them."

"Indeed, let's go and see the seized chariot with me?"

"I!"

"I'll go too!"

"I'll inform..."

Observer Balle Warren is an honest man in the Blood Tiger team. He also wanted to see the chariots, but because the order needed to be conveyed, he said goodbye to the others. Shelley Amel took his chariots for a while and found the chariots they seized. A total of thirteen, nine hunters, and four slaughters.

Shelley Amel stepped forward, turned on the pyroxene lantern, and observed a hunter in front of him. The tank was very new, and the paint on it had a brand new breath, but even so, its life was over. Two armor-piercing bombs fired by one hit its front and side, and one pierced its cylinder, causing pressure relief, the tank lost power, could not move, and had no ability to resist, was abandoned, and then captured.

Shelley Amel circled around the chariot and observed carefully. From the appearance, the traces of imitating the monsters could be clearly seen, such as high turrets, solid armor, steam cannons and machine guns in the same position, as well as load-bearing wheels and tracks with similar appearances. He turned around the car, reached out to touch the two holes that had been penetrated, and crawled into the inside of the tank.

When we got inside, the differences between the two different design ideas were reflected. Because we had never captured a giant beast, the designers of the Niglu Republic drew on the design ideas of trackless steam locomotives inside the tank. The mechanism that controls the movement of the tank looked like a steering wheel, and the observation window was not enough, and the space inside the car was smaller. It seemed that there should be no more than three permanent members. Shelley Amel tried in the driving position and looked at Dean Warren sitting in the gunner's position.

"How about it?"

"It doesn't feel very comfortable, there is no... what the boss said, yes, ergonomics!"

"Come on, that boss himself said that it is the future development trend, not the conditions we can achieve now," Dean Warren smiled. "But the tanks of these people are indeed not good, they have thin skin and weak power, they have no firepower, and they don't have no inside."

"After all, they don't have a leader. Do you think everyone is a leader?"

Shelley Amel had lost interest in the tank, and he and Dean Warren left, intending to go back and write a report. As the commander of Ankenry's first battle with the enemy tank troops in the People's Communist Republic army, he felt that his report should be written carefully.

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"I heard that the front line is playing well?"

When Claire pushed the door open, Gastens was standing by the wall and looking at the map. It was the map he brought from Elena. It was not exquisite, but he was always reluctant to throw it away. He turned off the pyroxene lighting in the whole room, leaving only a wall light, and he could barely see the map. Claire stepped forward and lit two pyroxenes near the wall, and placed the marigold tea in his hand on a small table in a corner of the room.

"It's very late, I'll see William Richardson tomorrow. Do you want to have a break early?"

"oh."

Gastens seemed to realize Claire's arrival. He walked to the little girl, picked up the teacup and took a sip, and looked at the girl. Under the yellow pyroxene light, her chestnut hair shone with light, shining brightly like the light in her eyes.

"It's really good, and it can even be said to be a complete victory." He avoided Claire's gaze. "But the enemy was indeed the same as we expected, and they put in armored combat vehicles. Although their power, firepower and defense were not as good as us, they had at least the same thing. For some time, our soldiers' morale may be affected."

"As long as you win, you won't be affected, right?" Claire smiled, walked behind Gastens, pushed him onto the sofa and pressed his shoulder, "Aren't we winning all the time?"

"That's right, however, the so-called two fists cannot beat four hands. I just hope that several other countries can see their own failure from the results of Lailin's battle, so don't start the battle rashly..."

Gastens held Claire's hand back and rubbed it gently. The moonlight outside the window gently added a little ambiguous atmosphere to the whole room.

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On July 4, 856, Ankenry regained the entire territory of the Principal of Lairin, Gastens finally restored the territory of the Ankenry Empire before the Third Demon Tide. When Ankenry's army was about to enter the Principal of Tulucas, the Negro Republic submitted an application for a ceasefire, expressing his willingness to give up the land of the Principal of Lairin and compensate a certain amount of funds. Ankenry requested that the Negro Republic must abolish the contract with the Alang Empire and the Third Republic of Vern, and stop treating the products of the Negro Republic unfairly with the Third Republic of Vern,

The steam products of the Langt Empire were treated like sales in the Negro Republic. The Negro Republic rejected Ankren's request, so Ankren's Republic launched a code-named fair raid on the border. It took two days and two nights to drive the Negro Republic out of the territory of the Principal of Tulucas, rebuild the regime of the Principal of Tulucas, and signed a military mutual assistance treaty and a communist alliance with the Principal of Tulucas. The Principal of Tulucas and the Principal of Lairin were renamed to the Republic of Tulucas and the Republic of Lairin, and joined the Communist Alliance led by Ankrenin.

When Angreen's army was about to enter its own territory, the Nigreen's Republic applied for a ceasefire again and accepted Angreen's conditions in part. On the basis of recognizing the legitimacy of the Principality of Toulukas's participation in the Communist League, it conditionally liberalized the import of steam equipment from Angreen's Republic and gave a relatively relaxed quota. Angreen's Foreign Minister Focos Qatarte personally went to Sirama, the capital of the Nigreen's Republic, with the Nigreen's Republic.

The August Covenant was signed, recognizing the legitimacy of the Communist League of Ankenry, recognizing the Duchy of Lailin, Tulucas, and five other small principalities had the freedom to join the Communist League of Ankenry, agreed to open the market with Ankenry on the basis of a loose quota system and made an agreement on war reparations. At this point, the Western Front War, which lasted for three weeks, ended, and the newly established Ankenry once again proved his strength.

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In September 856, Lu Yuan, Mosronin, the capital of the Alang Empire.

The special envoy of the Republic of Negro, former President Pierre Carell, reached out to hold his waiter's hand and walked down from the eternal steam locomotive provided by the Aronte Empire. He had once ridden the Ankenryin Red Flag steam locomotive, and felt good about the Aronte Empire's top steam locomotive. He signaled his entourage to give the attentive waiter a tip, and then walked into the Pyroxene Light Hotel under the guidance of the staff, a hotel that is not open to the public, specifically to receive visitors with special identities.

Pierre Carell was no stranger to this hotel. He walked straight in, took the steam elevator to the sixth floor of the hotel, and found the conference room he wanted to go to. There, Frank Marron, the prime minister of the Arente Empire, had already stood up to greet him, and together they were the envoy of the Third Republic of Verne, Daniel Rand.

"Brother, you made me wait so hard this time." Frank Marron and Pierre Carell are old friends. They patted the old man's arm gently, led him to sit down, exchanged a few greetings before they got to the point.

"Brother, your August covenant has caused a lot of trouble to His Majesty. Many of the terms are different from our Three Kingdoms covenant. His Majesty wants to know what your country's attitude towards Ankenryin now?"

"This thing..." The smile on Pierre Marel's face disappeared at some point, leaving only a sad look. "Since Gastens started to build a base in Elena, we have never won the war against Ankenrien. First, he was pitted by his forbidden spell magic, but now he was beaten by their armored chariots and cannot find North. The giant beasts and Slayer chariots you provide us look majestic, but they cannot fight against the enemy on the battlefield at all. In this Principal War, the 120 tanks we invested in successively was to break six of their tracks and drill a pit on their armor. There was nothing else."

"this……"

Frank Malon's voice choked clearly. The hunters and slaughters had poor combat effectiveness. They already knew that he had also read the information from the frontline that the enemy's chariots did have an overwhelming advantage.

"We are already looking for ways to fight, and we can also learn from the enemy's fence armor. Moreover, as our production capacity increases, we can drag them with the number of positions, and use the advantage of the number of people to attack their flanks and rears, break their supply lines, and use their ammunition-"
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