The conflict between the Arund Empire and Ankenrein in the east was progressing very quickly. When other countries learned the news, the war in Ankenrein had ended. Ankenrein, who was eager to take revenge, had already burned the war into the Arund Empire.

"what is going on?"

In the palace full of historical and luxuriousness in Mosronin, the capital of the Arand Empire, the imperial emperor Fu Dia Kani was in a state of rage. He did not expect that the general he trusted most, plus almost all the armored troops in his hands, could not even win a enemy legion or a giant beast war group. Not only did he not win, he also brought back a lot of pursuers! Now, Ankenriin's Workers' and Peasants Revolutionary Army and their giant beast war group were galloping and killing in the east of his country, but he could do nothing!

"His Majesty……"

Gukohein Foster, who had been substantially deprived of military power and only had honorary titles, knelt in front of Fu Dia Carney, bowed his head and spoke in a sad tone.

"It's my fault."

"It's your fault that is useless?"

Fu Dia Kahni swears. He always thought that his country and his army were the most powerful and invincible. His previous record also proved this to him. However, the damn Gastens and the damn Ankenrien actually made him feel invincible. He was angry with his own fear, and this anger turned into anger as the frontline war reports continued to spread.

"Our entire eastern military region has no way to get less than 100,000 people? The 12th Army, the 14th Army, the 16th Army, the three armies have resisted for a total of half a day?! In half a day, the enemy broke through 170 kilometers and occupied two cities?! At this speed, can I submit a letter of nationality to Gastens in Mosronin and announce that the Alangte Empire has become a legacy in history since then?"

"Your Majesty, the enemy's armored forces are too powerful. Most of our east are plains. It's winter now, which is very convenient for them to attack. Our infantry cannot fight against their armored forces without the support of the armored forces, so..."

"So it's reasonable for you to lose like this?"

Fu Dia Carney was even more angry, "I gave you most of the armored forces of the empire. That's how you explained to me? Sixty thousand people went, thirty thousand came back. Three hundred chariots went, and only thirty ones were able to come back in the end. Gukohein Foster, do you have to kill you before you can be willing?"

"His Majesty."

Gu Kehein bowed his head, "I will never refuse to die."

"fart!!!!"

Gu Kehein scolded even louder, "You're useless to die! Go back and reflect! I'll give you both the Ministry of Defense and the General Staff of the Army Commander-in-Chief. In one day, I'll show me a countermeasure!"

"I understand, Your Majesty! Ensure that the mission is completed!!"

Hearing that His Majesty did not kill him or even punish him with more serious punishment, Gukohein Foster was more convinced that he had met a wise monarch. He hoped to repay the generous monarch with his handsomeness, but he had lost two wars against Ankenrien. Even though his answer was very loud, in his heart, did he really think he could win?

Or, did he really think he could find a way, a way to drive Ankenriin's army out of the territory of the Aronte Empire?

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Just as Gukohein and the staff of the General Staff of the Commander-in-Chief of the Arronte Empire Army Department were thinking hard, the Elena Communist Party Committee was also discussing the same issue.

"Ivan is a little aggressive this time." Gastens looked at the brand new map hanging in front of him. Unlike the previous map that mainly shows the entire territory of Ankenryin, this map newly hung some time ago shows the whole picture of the entire central continent. Ankenryin is like a long red hat, staying in the north of this land.

"Boss, I know I was wrong, but Isn't the fight good now? And when you came, you also gave me instructions, you should never suffer any loss, right?"

Ivan frowned, a little puzzled. He was a death row prisoner and joined Gastens's revolutionary ranks since the death squad. He has always been the first military leader in Ankenyn and Gastens's right-hand man. This time, he launched an attack on the Aronte Empire across the border, and he did not discuss it with Gastens, but the battle is in good condition now. Gastens criticized him, and he felt a little wronged.

"Luckily, the battle situation is good. If the battle situation is bad, I guess you will be embarrassed to come here!"

Gastens was also a little angry. In his plan, once the war with the Niglu Republic consolidated the position of his country's red regime, he would need more time to recuperate, adjust the country's economic structure, and improve the living standards of the people. His past experience made him know that when this generation of old people who participated in the founding of the country passed away, the new generation of citizens would inevitably have higher requirements for their quality of life. By that time, if Ankenry was still tired of dealing with military threats from neighboring countries and did not know how to develop the economy, it would inevitably lead to social turmoil.

"Boss, what should we do now?"

Eddie Warren, the head of the armored and mechanized forces, is on Ivan's side. They are soldiers, and soldiers have a natural desire for military achievements. Therefore, he hopes to change the topic and try to fool them.

"Now, we can only use the tricks," Gastens glanced at Eddie, "Since it has been defeated and the enemy is better than expected, then we will blackmail him. The Aronte Empire is different from Ankenry. We are in Ankenry in our own land, with terrain and people's foundation, so we are not afraid of the enemy's pursuit and blocking. As long as we are not careless as last time, there will be basically no problem. The Aronte Empire's land is the enemy's territory, and when we go, we are invaders. Although we can launch local farmers and workers to revolutionize, their peasants are free people. Although they live at the bottom of society, their desire and need to change their identities are not as powerful as our serf brothers. Launching an aggressive war on the land of the enemy's strangers is not in our interests, but also increases the risk of failure. It is not a particularly ideal choice."

"Boss, then let's negotiate peace?"

Binbo Bobluf, who is in charge of diplomacy, interjected, "This time we fought so well, we should be able to let the enemy spit out a lot of things. Not to mention anything else, the market will be open to a certain extent, and there should be no problem."

"I know this," Gastens nodded, "The combat policy must be clear. We are not going to occupy or promote the land revolution. Don't let the work team follow you, and don't let our army change the government structure of others without authorization. We just go and fight, prove ourselves, and then force surrender, do you understand?"

"clear!"

Several people present responded and then began to discuss the details. Although at their level, many things can be left to the people below to handle. But they are obviously more accustomed to handling them themselves. The meeting was held from noon until the evening, and there were everyone who was a little bit unsatisfied.

The results of the meeting are also very simple.

Consolidate the results of the battle and force the surrender with division!

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"Arangte lost the offensive battle?"

Standing on the top floor of the Fendingen National Square Parliament, the already elderly Aziva Lander sat tremblingly in a wool wheelchair and looked at the sky in the distance. The towering chimneys of the steam factories that have recently expanded production have made the originally endless sky a bit fragmented.

"Yes, I heard that Gukohein personally led the team. The Aronte Empire invested three armies and unknown tanks. It is said that they had gained an advantage at the beginning, but were finally repelled by the enemy. Ankenrien's army took advantage of the situation and attacked the eastern part of the Aronte Empire. Now three battles and three victories have forced the Anronte Empire's military defense line to a distance of nearly two hundred kilometers."

Daniel Rand reached out to help his grandfather cover the cover and reported the latest information, "There is now evidence that Ankenryin only seems to be planning to fight local wars, and it is said that neither the militia and military reclamation corps in their country have been mobilized."

"They can't eat Aronte's," Aziva coughed gently. Although she was wearing an expensive velvet coat and covered with a sable cloak, his age no longer allowed him to fight the cold so directly. He reached out and patted Daniel's hand.

"Send me back to the house."

"good."

Daniel pushed Azivaland and turned around halfway around, back inside. He looked at his grandfather's gray hair, and for some reason, he suddenly remembered what his grandfather looked like when he was a child.

"Daniel", Aziva Lander, did not know Daniel's idea. "Although we are unwilling to admit it, we must realize that in the future, there may be two completely different institutions coexisting in this world. We may not be able to eliminate the communist system in its bud by force. Ankenriin, Gastens, and his communism have taken root, sprouted, and blossomed and bear fruit."

"I understand, grandpa," Daniel bent down, "But what to do now? According to the Three Kingdoms Covenant, we are going to send troops!"

Aziva Land, with white hair, turned his head slowly and looked at Daniel, "Child, you have to know one thing, the covenant will only be executed when it is beneficial to us, do you know?"

Daniel Rand understood instantly, but he didn't.

"But, grandpa, isn't our covenant used to fight communism? If we don't help the Alang Empire and the covenant breaks down, it will be even more impossible for us to fight communism in the future."

"confrontation……"

Aziva Lander shook his head and said something irrelevant.

"You know, when I was young, I fell off my horse and broke my leg. After that, my legs became rheumatoid and it hurts every winter. I don't like rheumatism, nor do I like my own pain, but I can only endure this pain for the rest of my life. My doctor told me that if I had not been so arrogant during my recovery period, my legs might have been better. Now, I have lost the opportunity to cure it."

Daniel was silent. This was not the first time his grandfather told him a story. He understood what his grandfather meant, thought for a while, and put forward his own ideas.

"Or, let's express our position from diplomacy, and promote peace talks."

Aziva turned her head again and gently held Daniel's hand.

"Very good, very good, I read you right..."

Afterwards, Aziva's voice stopped abruptly. Daniel was shocked and thought that his grandfather had passed away. But when he looked closely, he found that the old man was just asleep. He breathed a sigh of relief, handed his grandfather to the waiter and left the room.

"Notify the General Office of the Grand Parliament that we will hold an emergency parliament in the afternoon!"

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On the seventh day of Ankenry's attack on the Aronte Empire, the Third Republic of Vern issued a stern-worded diplomatic statement, strongly condemning Ankenry's hegemony in attacking the Aronte Empire by the People's Communist Republic, and stressing that force would be used to maintain international fairness and justice when necessary. The Republic of Negro also issued a statement with similar content. At the same time, the Third Republic of Vern began to deploy troops on the eastern border, with a force of up to 300,000 and an armored force with a capacity of 100 tanks. The Republic of Negro also began to station troops on its eastern border, involving more than 200,000 troops. For a moment, Ankenry seemed to be in a dangerous situation of full-scale war.

"Chairman, are we going to fight a national war?"

In the house on the east side of the Roswell National Government, Claire Warren looked at his idol while placing the dishes on the table. The creator of the country, the great leader of the country, was sitting on the sofa and looking at a knight novel, seemed very interested.

Hearing Claire's question, Gastens raised his head and glanced at the girl with a smile in her eyes.

"No, these people are just scaring people, the purpose is to get us back to the negotiating table. We used two legions and a giant beast war group to kill the most elite troops of the Alangte Empire. They would think about it in their hearts whether their little army is enough for us to eat."

"That's good. Recently, many people asked me about this, asking if we were going to fight, and if something happened to Ankenryin, I was also worried..."

"If they ask you any questions, don't answer them casually. If you are not sure, you can tell me and then talk about them. If they ask about this again, you'll just say that."

While speaking, Gastens moved himself to a more comfortable position. "Actually, I should thank General Gukohein. If it weren't for this attack, we wouldn't have the chance to prove our ability. Now, everyone no longer regards us as emerging forces. We are no longer the weak base that may be easily destroyed by them at any time. We are now able to defeat the army of the most powerful country in the world. They no longer have the courage to confront us."

Gastens had already lay completely flat at this time. He stretched his waist on the sofa and made a pleasant sound.
Chapter completed!