The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

As a weapons factory engaged in the production of military equipment, the Macedonian Military Factory has been built for many years. After several expansions, its scale is now no less than a military base. The factory area is 7.5 kilometers long and about 4 kilometers wide. In this huge factory area, many factories stand here. In recent years, the total amount of weapons production in the factory has increased day by day. Because the army is expanding, more weapons need to be produced here for the army to use. There is no doubt that the Macedonian Military Factory is definitely one of the hearts of the Empire of God.

Such an important place, of course, requires a defense system. On the outer edge of the factory area, there is a five-story blockhouse at regular intervals. Each floor has a corresponding shooting window with several cannons placed inside. Although there are no tall and solid stone walls connecting the blockhouses, there are iron nets. Under the guard of an armed force of 6,000 people, this defense system is sufficient to resist foreign invasion under normal circumstances.

After Harris brought the urgent information about the fall of Port Foster and the entry of the Yan people, Davis calmly issued an order to stop work and then began to distribute weapons. Based on his past experience in the military, he began to organize troops on the spot. Together with the factory's original 6,000 armed forces, they will begin to build a defense line with the Macedonian Arsenal as the core.

Thanks to the terrain where the Macedonian Military Factory is located, the work of building a defense line is not difficult. Because the Macedonian Military Factory is close to the mountains and the terrain is undulating, it is a natural condition for building a defense line. In addition, the transportation here is also convenient, the access roads are extremely wide, and the ground is paved with flint, which is thick and hard. It was originally built for transporting armaments out.

In Davis's vision, this place can be built into a defensive line. Even if the enemy attacks, as long as this place is defended, then when more reinforcements arrive, they will be able to continuously consume the enemy here.

Outside the factory is a dense forest. In order to deal with possible wars, Davis has sent sentries to expand the patrol range. They have gone deep into the dense forest and temporarily set up multiple sentry boxes, striving to extend the cordon further and grasp the enemy's movements to the greatest extent. The five-story blockhouse in the factory itself has a lookout function. Although it is not as high as the watchtower on the coast, at least after the enemy enters a certain range, their battle lineup can be glimpsed.

As for the roads in and out of the factory, Davis has urgently dispatched his troops to deploy defenses five kilometers outside the factory. Once the roadblocks are set up, even if the enemy wants to attack the Macedonian military factory, it will be an effective obstacle for them.

This was the defense outside the factory area. Inside the factory area, Davis believed that the three-meter-high iron net in the middle of the blockhouse was not enough to cope with a large-scale war between countries. Therefore, he ordered his troops to start filling and carrying sandbags to pile them under the iron net to prevent the enemy from approaching the factory area and launching artillery attacks, causing damage to the factory area.

Outside the factory, temporary fortifications were being built. They were tactical trenches that could effectively reduce casualties among the soldiers. As for the core main factory, although the building itself was very solid, Davis still ordered all the windows of the building to be sealed to prevent stray bullets from entering the factory.

In addition to defending the arsenal, Davis also hoped to minimize the damage to the factory in the subsequent battles.

While Davis was busy deploying his defenses, huge waves had already begun to rise at the port of Brulo.

Port Brulo, inside the combat command room.

The supreme commander Bernhardt was lying on the conference table, his face was blue, his mouth and nose were crooked, saliva kept flowing from his open mouth, his eyes were straight, his fingers were bent like eagle claws, and his whole body was twitching on the table in a weird posture.

There was chaos in the meeting room. The officers were confused and felt like grasshoppers on hot pot.

"The medical officer is here!"

Several medical officers rushed into the command room, and the officers surrounding Bernhardt slowly dispersed.

Ten seconds later, a medical officer said sadly: "General Bernhardt has suffered a stroke."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the officers turned pale, because this basically meant that it was incurable. Even if the condition improved afterwards, Bernhardt would most likely be paralyzed.

"Oh." Dinggel, who was originally standing next to Bernhardt, sighed heavily at this time. He squatted down helplessly, took off his hat and scratched his hair hard.

The medical officers had already put Bernhardt on a stretcher. No matter what, they would try to treat him to the best of their ability.

When the medical officers took Bernhard away, the officers in the command room all sighed and were deeply saddened.

Bernhardt was already older and had been in a state of great tension these days, especially last night, when he had not slept all night. The complete demise of the navy and the attack on Foster were all heavy blows that had caused immeasurable damage to Bernhardt's spirit.

Whether Foster Harbor could be defended became the last line of defense in his heart and the last glimmer of hope that supported him.

But just a moment ago.

The troops that Riegl and Klein led to support Port Foster sent back the news.

"Port Foster has fallen! We cannot determine whether the enemy has any follow-up landing reinforcements, so we have changed our route and are heading to the Macedonian Arsenal to deploy defenses."

This bad news became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Bernhardt's last hope was extinguished. The self-blame for destroying the navy and the despair brought about by the collapse of the defense line swept over him. Bernhardt could no longer control himself. The taut string broke, blood rushed to his brain in an instant, and he lost consciousness.

He was the first to withdraw from the vortex of war that was about to expand.

And his fall dragged others into an even worse depression.

"General Bernhardt has fallen."

"Port Foster has also fallen."

"But the war is not over yet. The Yan people have entered the country. We need to carry out the next defense plan. Dingle, I think you should take over the command." In the operations room where morale was low, Lieutenant General Harbour looked at Dingle, who was squatting on the ground with his head in his hands.

As a staff officer of the sixty-year-old veteran Bernhardt, Dinger is actually not very old. Even among the officers, he is considered young, having just turned thirty this year.

He could almost be called an outstanding representative of Mesozoic officers, and since Bernhardt was no longer able to command, Harbaugh could only pin the next combat plan on him.

As Lieutenant General Harbaugh finished speaking, the other officers also looked at Dingle.

Dingle remained silent, still squatting on the ground with his head down, motionless.

Vice Admiral Harbaugh walked towards him and said, "Foster has fallen, and the Yan people have entered the country. So the fleet that left last night must have landed at Foster Port."

"I think we need to deploy troops as soon as possible for a new round of defense. We cannot allow more Yan people to enter the country."

"If we can't stop it, the situation will definitely get worse and worse."

Others also echoed.

At this moment, Dinger suddenly stood up, took a deep breath, and slowly loosened his clenched fists. Then, he turned his head to look at Lieutenant General Harbaugh and said coldly:

"No, our defensive deployment is no longer necessary."

"Strategic thinking will no longer be primarily defensive from now on."

Lieutenant General Harbaugh was stunned and asked, "So... a proactive attack?"

Dinger's face was grim. He said, "The loss of control of the sea means that we can no longer prevent more of their troops from landing. We have fallen into a passive position."

"They have completely taken the initiative. If we want to switch from offense to defense, we can only choose to actively engage them."

"Fight a war of annihilation! Destroy as many of their manpower as possible! This is the only way to weaken their strategic advantage!"

"And it's time for us to boost morale with a victory!"