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Chapter 732 MacArthur

Chapter 732 MacArthur

In the bright church, a young officer wearing a wig strode towards the figure kneeling in front of the icon and praying devoutly.

"Knight Commander John, the reconnaissance battalion sent back news that the Great Knight of Rhodok was killed."

Knight Commander John, kneeling in front of the holy image, looked like a statue, just chanting prayers in a low voice. His silver-white armor was engraved with star-like patterns. St. George, riding on a Pegasus, was piercing the body of the evil dragon with a scarlet spear.

"The great knight Rhodok rode a Pegasus to chase them, but he died quietly in Texas without even a word being passed on. Please believe me, as a frontline officer who has been dealing with Texans for many years, the current Louisiana garrison, even with your knights, is no match for the Texans."

Knight Commander John finished his last prayer and stood up slowly: "Every Paladin is ready to dedicate himself to God from the moment he joins the Knights."

Colonel Arthur said solemnly: "Knight Commander, we must win this war cleanly and neatly, like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. This is absolutely impossible to accomplish with our current strength. So I hope you can send a telegram to the mainland, or dispatch more paladins, or simply send the London airship docked in Massachusetts to come over and use the purifying fire to directly wipe out the nests of those dark creatures."

Knight Commander John glanced sideways as he listened to the young officer's fiery words.

The officer in front of him, named Arthur MacArthur, was promoted to the 24th Infantry Regiment and served as lieutenant colonel for his contribution in suppressing the rebellion at the age of 19. He is now the commander-in-chief of the Louisiana Militia.

Although he was the commander-in-chief, he had only 500 state militiamen under his command, which was not even the minimum number of a standard infantry regiment. Moreover, they were all infantrymen using traditional line tactics and old-style smoothbore muskets.

However, the Cuirassiers Regiment transferred from Massachusetts has been fully equipped with breech-loading firearms, and they are dragoons using special white crystal ammunition. After getting close to the enemy, they will adopt skirmish line tactics.

The Knight Commander said casually: "Colonel Arthur, the follow-up reinforcements will arrive soon. I don't understand why you are so impatient."

"Why are you so impatient?"

Arthur said coldly: "The Paladin has appeared, and our reconnaissance company has been discovered by those wolf cubs. I know those beasts. Their leader is an extremely cunning old wolf. It is impossible for him not to guess what this means.

Even if they can't guess, their spies can still get clues from the mobilization of troops in various places."

He held up two fingers. "And now, there is only an undermanned infantry regiment and a cavalry regiment that has just arrived and is still resting on the border between the two countries. Apart from that, there is nothing else. Do you think they will not attack and burn Shreveport to the ground under such circumstances?"

The Knight Commander frowned and asked, "How dare they?"

"Why not?"

Arthur said coldly: "The knife is about to chop down on your head. Do you still expect those unruly wolf cubs to be willing to wait for death just because they are afraid of the name of the British Empire?"

He was strongly opposed to sending the Paladins along with the reconnaissance battalion deep into enemy territory.

But unfortunately, as a colonial officer, he had no say at all. If he were transferred back to his homeland, his rank of colonel would be reduced to a captain at most. This was only possible because his family had some connections in the homeland.

The Knight Commander seemed somewhat convinced, and after thinking for a while, he said, “It is impossible to use the London airship and the Purifying Fire, no matter who writes. Although Texas is a dark place, no one wants to raze it to the ground.

As for sending more paladins, it was also difficult. In order to eliminate the dark forces in Texas, the Knights sent out 24 Grand Knights and 150 Apprentice Knights, which was already half of the Knights' military strength. "

Arthur felt very upset, thinking that all his previous words had been in vain.

If the Texas Wolf Tribe really raids the border, Knight Commander John will definitely be fine, but I will definitely be the one who is unlucky!

For a moment, Arthur even thought that the reason why the Knight Commander sent people to follow the reconnaissance battalion deep into enemy territory was to force the Texans to take the initiative to provoke a war and create an excellent excuse for war.

And I am the unlucky guy who becomes the victim.

But the Knight Commander changed the subject:

"But since you brought it up, those dark creatures may launch an attack on us ahead of time. I will send my twelve great knights and one hundred trainee knights to garrison at various border outposts."

"The remaining paladins will serve as a mobile force and be stationed in the camp."

Arthur was immediately delighted: "Praise God, on behalf of all the people of Louisiana, thank you for your help."

Knight Commander John looked at Arthur's happy face and sighed in his heart. Not only Colonel Arthur, but even the knights under his command did not know what the goal of this battle was.

"Eliminate evil"? How could it be that simple? If they really wanted to eliminate evil, they would have already taken action against the wolf tribe that had been entrenched in the Apennine Peninsula for hundreds of years, and the Bloody Court of the Balkan Peninsula.

The purpose is nothing more than the white crystal and magic stone veins.

If the "Purifying Fire" was really used to bomb Fort Wolfe, the entire mountain, or even most of Texas, would be reduced to a wasteland.

"No need to thank me, Colonel Arthur. Protecting the people is not just your responsibility."

Knight Commander John silently made the sign of the cross on his chest.

Inside Wolfburg.

Veneto was admiring an "old version" portrait of himself hanging on the wall of the long and narrow corridor with an awkward look on his face. This feeling was really awkward. He was obviously not even married, so how come he had a son and a granddaughter?

It felt as strange as standing in front of your own grave with a bouquet of flowers in your hands and worshiping yourself.

"Mr. Father Veneto."

Patriarch Giuliano looked a little embarrassed. He really didn't know how to address his "father". After all, he looked much younger than himself.

Veneto waved his hands quickly: "You are the chieftain, you don't have to be so respectful to me. I was not married when I was summoned by the captain. I have heard about what you did, it's not bad. At least the Basilicata family was not as prosperous as it is now, and they didn't have the courage to go against the old wolf lord and win."

"courage."

Giuliano sighed softly, "I was forced to do this, Father Veneto. You know that we wolves put the interests of our family first. Over the years, we have gradually lost our courage."

The wolf clan is unruly. If they were really unruly, they wouldn't have been suppressed by the Wolf Lord for so many years.

"Although I don't like what you did before, I have to admit that you are quite qualified to be the clan leader. If it were me,

Veneto was slightly stunned. If it were him, he might not dare to lead his entire clan to attack Axi. After all, the entire Basilicata family had only more than a thousand people at that time. Although it was also a large clan, it was still too weak compared to the Axi family.

He was alone, and he dared to go against the Yaxi family, precisely because he was alone.

"In short, you did a good job, but Chief Giuliano, do you really intend to give up the external territories and just stick to Wolfburg, instead of launching a surprise attack on the enemy and disrupting their formation before they invade?"

Giuliano's expression was a little stiff. He did consider this, but by then, he would be charged with the crime of starting a war.

The Texas Wolf Tribe already had a bad reputation, and if it were further smeared by Britain, it would truly become an international outcast. By then, even if the French wanted to extend an olive branch, they might not dare to do so due to public opinion.

Giuliano had heard of the power of the French people.

The old patriarch's expression was a little sour: "This may be the only way to minimize the losses."

Veneto could not help but get angry: "Maybe you are doing the right thing, but I feel angry when I see you being so hesitant and afraid of this and that!"

Giuliano smiled bitterly: "The British came for the white crystal mine under our feet. Although it is a bit cowardly to stay in Wolfburg, it can also ensure that the British dare not use those heavy firepower recklessly."

"If we only rely on light weapons, I think that with the current defense capabilities of Wolf Fort and New Basilicata City, it will not be a problem to withstand the attack of 200,000 British troops."

Jeanne's voice came from afar: "But don't you think it's too passive to just stay in the castle and wait for the enemy to retreat due to heavy casualties, or wait for the intervention and mediation of the great powers?"

"I think that retreating to New Basilicata can only be used as a last resort."

"If we miss this good opportunity when the enemy is not ready, we will probably be suppressed by the enemy in the future."

"As for reputation, why would Patriarch Giuliano worry about something that doesn't exist? Moreover, what do you think of the British's international reputation given their style?"

Giuliano couldn't help but smile bitterly. Of course, the British had a very bad reputation, betraying their allies, setting up concentration camps, massacres, and trading slaves... But the problem was that they were the world hegemon.

Jeanna pointed to herself and said, "In fact, Patriarch Giuliano, you can be bolder if we help you."