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Option 2: Go to the square formation and switch to a smaller team.

Instead of using the square formation, a second-tier mage will command a dozen or so mage musketeers. These mage musketeers will transport small field artillery pieces. Once in place, each mage musketeer will be a squad leader, commanding a dozen or so ordinary musketeers, carrying grenades, forming a small squad of one hundred men.

Form dozens of such small squads, utilizing their high mobility to quickly maneuver around, seize advantageous terrain, and create small firing points. Don't be afraid of the enemy's main force rushing in; if they do, the enemy's formations will be scattered, and that will be an opportunity.

Option 3: Flatten the square formation and then construct a trench.

All the fourth-tier mages came up. They didn't need to fight. Instead, they quickly created temporary trenches and simple shelters to reduce the enemy's artillery advantage. Their own musketeers relied on the fortifications to turn the offensive into a defensive one and advance steadily.

They fought a stalemate, even more rigidly than before.

Any flexible changes are unacceptable.

After discussion, the emperor decided to merge the three into one.

First of all, the square formation is definitely out of the question.

They became line formations, but instead of a mix of mage musketeers and regular musketeers, they were composed entirely of regular musketeers.

The reason why mage musketeers are sent to form skirmish squads is twofold. First, squads composed entirely of mage musketeers are more mobile. Second, ordinary soldiers are mostly illiterate and cannot understand complex commands, while mage musketeers are all literate. Small units composed purely of mage musketeers can truly make full use of their flexibility.

Temporary trenches and fortifications must be built for ordinary musketeers, so that the line formation of ordinary musketeers can barely hold off the powerful phalanx of the enemy.

Two days later, the battle resumed.

The empire could be said to have achieved good results, or it could be said to have achieved good results.

Simply put, they still lost many people, far more than the Kingdom of Fas. If it weren't for the military judges suppressing the situation, who knows how badly they would have collapsed.

However, both sides suffered losses, and the Phas Kingdom successfully broke through one of its flank formations, unlike on the first day when the front line was destroyed but the enemy had not even been able to reach them.

"Good heavens, line infantry tactics, walking tactics, plus trench warfare—Germany is producing a wealth of talent, with brilliant generals shining brightly."

Ronan was stunned when he saw the battle report.

The guy on the other side is absolutely a genius.

“It’s alright, we’ll learn it,” Earl Alan said from the side.

"Can we learn it?" Ambrina asked. Although she was a military novice, she knew that an army's tactics could not change instantly.

“Yes,” Earl Alan said. “They did use a new tactic, but the execution was extremely poor. They absolutely did not train properly on this tactic, absolutely not.”

Count Alan assumed that the other party was someone who had only recently come up with the idea and hadn't practiced much before going to the battlefield.

He never imagined that the opponent's tactics were something they had come up with on the spot.

"Since that's the case, let's just learn from them. Although there's no training or practice, it doesn't matter. Line formations and temporary trenches are quite rigid and don't require very high skills. Besides, digging trenches, ha, we can dig faster than them."

"As for small teams, we have greater potential than them. We have air units to relay orders and battlefield information."

"Even among fourth-tier mages, we are no less numerous than them."

Alan was very confident, or rather, he couldn't help but be confident.

Ronan breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, after hearing that the emperor was making grand promises to fourth-tier mages, he followed suit. Otherwise, there really wouldn't be so many fourth-tier mages available now.

"Once this war is over, the Western Continent will be transformed," Ronan remarked.

When cheap iron cannons were widely used, naval warfare turned into a cannon-toss battle.

After the advent of aircraft, bastions became less reliable.

Now the army has new tactics, which is another military revolution.

"However, Your Majesty, Marquis, I'm afraid we should prepare for a protracted war. This kind of fighting results in slow casualties and high costs."

Alan said.

"Heh, don't worry, we can afford to wait," Ronan laughed.

Three days later, the army of the Kingdom of Fas and the army of the Empire clashed for the third time.

The Imperial Army was surprised to discover that they had been plagiarized.

Moreover, when executing the same tactics, they are in no way inferior to their own side.

Of course! The fourth-tier mages of the Kingdom of Phos are practically capitalists, aren't they more ambitious than feudal lords? The mage musketeers of the Mage Kingdom are like tobacco shop owners; every extra military merit earns them an extra tobacco quota. The mage musketeers of the Will Empire are like small landowners, self-sufficient farmers; can their ambition compare to that of tobacco sellers? Not to mention the ordinary people. The soldiers of the Kingdom of Phos are all members of the peasant association, "shareholders" of the country, at least in spirit. The soldiers of the Will Empire are just a bunch of worthless bastards, not much different from serfs.

"Despicable, shameless, damn heretics, copying our tactics, disgusting!"

Emperor Antoine was furious.

After finally turning the tables, he was turned back again, and by the same means, by copying him. How could he not be angry?

"Deploy the assault team!"

Antolo made a decision.

He wanted to organize another commando team to carry out a decapitation strike, with Ambrina as the target.

People always like to repeat their own path to success, and emperors are no exception. He almost killed Orlosen of Sweden with this tactic.

Even if you can't eliminate Ambrina, you can still severely demoralize the opposing team.

The advisors and generals knew this was reckless, but none of them stopped him, because they all knew that His Majesty the Emperor was truly angry and would not regain his senses without venting his anger.

A week later, the fourth battle began, and the assault team set off.

Before the commando team set off, the emperor sent someone to give them some instructions.

Chapter 562 Surprise Attack, Surrender, Tyranny and Shamelessness

Before setting off, the commando team received some special instructions: if they were to actually break into the Kingdom of Fass and reach Queen Ambrina, they must not kill her.

This wasn't because the emperor feared a bloody revenge from the Kingdom of Fas.

Rather, assassinating the opposing monarch or high-ranking officials is itself a violation of the rules of the game and could be met with a collective attack, with the "collective" referring to a group of high-ranking mages.

If you kill me, I'll kill you; that's chaos.

The "Oak Tree Pact" of that time was also based on this logic. Back then, if a seventh-tier mage intervened in a war, a major incident could occur, and an entire city on the other side could be wiped out. If you wipe me out, then I'll wipe you out too. In the end, the only agreement was that mages of the fifth tier and above were not allowed to intervene in the war.

The Imperial Commando's operation went exceptionally smoothly.

The main reason is that many of the mages around Ambrina went to supervise the battle.

There weren't many mages at the base.

Ambrina was having afternoon tea when a member of the mage guild suddenly entered, saying that a large group of enemy mages had come to assassinate her.

He had barely finished speaking when two fourth-tier warriors rushed in.

Ambrina remained calm. The magic-sealing area had been set up long before the messenger arrived, because Ronan, who was not far from her, suddenly used magic, which was clearly an enemy invasion.

As soon as the two fourth-tier mages approached, their magic was instantly suppressed.

The two unleashed their magic, intending to injure the queen, but the magic failed, and they themselves experienced a burning pain as if their blood were on fire.

Ambrina was a little confused. Didn't the other side know about her magic? Mages below the fifth rank couldn't pose any threat to her, no matter how many came.

The two fourth-tier mages couldn't bear the pain, lost their footing, and their knees made intimate contact with the ground, leaving them in an awkward situation.

Ambrina was shocked. Wasn't he an assassin? Why was he kneeling before her?

The two fourth-tier mages were sweating profusely. Who knew that the rumors about this queen were actually true? She really did possess such a magic that could suppress magic.

At this moment, the situation for the two of them is quite bad. The people outside can still escape, but the two of them in their current situation are very likely unable to escape.

"Your Majesty, that dog emperor is a demon born from a demon and a bitch; he's not human," the mage on the left suddenly said.

Ambrina was stunned. What was going on?

The mage on the right looked bewildered, but then he realized what was happening and quickly chimed in, "That's right, that Antoro guy isn't human."

The magician on the left took a deep breath. “Your Majesty, I originally lived on the outskirts of Vienna. I had a house and land. But that dog of an emperor was tyrannical and ruthless. He colluded with the church to hold a trial, seized my house and land. My grandfather turned against him, but he beat him to a pulp. My grandmother called him a charlatan, but he captured her and took her to the palace. He raped her a hundred times, a hundred times. In the end, she hanged herself on the cross, leaving behind her regrets in the world.”

Ambrina raised her hand to interrupt, asking, "Wait a minute, how old are you?"

“Your Majesty, I am forty-one,” the mage on the left replied, then quickly added, “That was twenty years ago.”

“Twenty years ago? He wasn’t emperor then,” Ambrina said.

"Well, that dog emperor wasn't human from a young age," the mage on the left explained without batting an eye.

"Oh." Ambrina naturally didn't believe a word of it. "What exactly do you want?"

"Your Majesty, I have been infiltrating the Demon Cave for many years in order to seek revenge, just so that one day I could turn to the light. You are the light, the sun." As he spoke, he actually knelt down before Ambrina, both knees on the ground, his buttocks facing upwards.

Ambrina was shocked once again.

This is a fourth-tier mage.

The mage on the right was even more shocked, but after the shock subsided, he also knelt down. If you can't beat them, join them. Is there a problem? No problem.

Ambrina understood now; these two wanted to surrender, and not only surrender, but also join them.

“I can’t accept that. Get up and talk.” Ambrina made the two of them stand up, and then asked, “What do you want? Make it clear first, I can’t grant land to anyone.”

Ordinary people wouldn't be in a position to negotiate if they surrendered, but these two were different; they were fourth-tier mages.

The two magicians chuckled, "Just give us some shares of a state-owned enterprise."

“There aren’t enough to go around even in China,” Ambrina said.

“A factory will definitely be built in the Rhine region in the future. We’ll just need to get a share then,” said the mage on the left.

Ambrina nodded. "So what can you offer me? It can't just be something on the battlefield, can it?"

"Fighting for you is a given," the two assured each other.

"Although we do not know the Empire's military deployment and arrangements, we do know some information about the mages in the Empire's army this time."

The two of them followed up.

As magicians lured in by empty promises, they were not trusted by the emperor and had no opportunity to participate in military decision-making.

This is to be expected. Everyone knows that magicians are a group without a homeland. The vast majority of them have no sense of identity with the country or the nation. In particular, higher-ranking magicians usually have the dual characteristics of warlord tyranny and academic tyranny.

“Hmm.” Ambrina nodded slightly. “Alright, here comes your first task: go outside and persuade the people who came with you to surrender.”

A pledge of allegiance still needs to be made.

Meanwhile, on the outer perimeter, Ronan and Isabel were confronting two other mages, one a fifth-tier mage and the other a fourth-tier mage.

According to Isabel, the intelligence chief, the fifth-tier character is nicknamed the Invisible Man, whose Heavenly Oath Divine Art allows him and others to become invisible and conceal the aura brought by magical fluctuations. The fourth-tier character is nicknamed the Earth Dragon, an elemental mage specializing in earth magic, and is skilled in digging and burrowing.

Just by listening, one could almost understand how the commando team that had previously caused the Sweden people such a great loss had carried out the decapitation operation.

These two people can only be discovered when they are very close together.

Just then, two fourth-tier mages reluctantly stepped forward and shouted, sealing the label of traitor onto them.

"Let's go!" the invisible man immediately shouted to the others.

As the leader of the assault team, he was naturally someone the emperor trusted, both for his loyalty and his abilities.

Upon hearing this, the other mages who were engaged in battle with the guard mage group immediately gathered around.

These people were originally from the lowest ranks of magicians. It was the emperor who gave them power, and their loyalty was formed by a mixture of gratitude and fear.

In the end, seven or eight corpses were left behind, along with two other third-tier mages who surrendered. The remaining assault team members fled in disarray.

Ronan and Isabel returned to Ambrina's tent. Ambrina smiled and introduced the two newcomers to Ronan, when suddenly she ran her finger across her neck.

With a thud and a bang, Ronan and Isabel swiftly and cleanly killed the two men from behind.

Even in death, both of them wore relaxed expressions.

Who knows if these two are spies here? They don't seem like they are, but what if they are? It's better to kill them. Anyway, these two aren't of much use.

"Find someone to send their bodies to the emperor, that's all," Ambrina ordered.

Chapter 563 The Emperor's Acting Skills: The Noodles Are Here, No Retreat, No Surrender

In the fourth round of fighting, the Imperial Army still failed to gain any advantage.

The commando operation also failed.

Immediately afterwards, the emperor received two corpses. He already knew what had happened. These were two damned traitors who had failed to surrender and were instead sent back to disgust him. He wished he could whip these two bastards' corpses a hundred times in public.

But he didn't do that, because doing so would have truly played into the hands of the Kingdom of Phos. Killing these two traitors and then returning their bodies would definitely be Ronan's conspiracy.

absolute!

Ronan: Damn it, this time it really wasn't me, it was my wife who did it.

The emperor remained clear-headed.