Necromancer, summoning 055? What the heck?

Chapter 395 General Mobilization Order: Northern Expedition Summoning
Although the Han Hai Ling Field Army has achieved an unprecedented victory, this battle is far from over.

By dealing with these human spies, the lower-ranking orcs gained some psychological comfort: it wasn't that they were too weak to fight, but that the humans were too cunning, causing their leaders to fall into the enemy's trap and their warriors to get caught in it.

They headed those people even more enthusiastically, to the point that the shamans had to cast a hardening spell on those heads almost every short period of time, otherwise they would probably be trampled to pieces in an instant.

The chiefs' actions barely managed to keep the troops' morale up, but further attacks were absolutely out of the question.

As the battle has progressed, the ratio of orcish to human forces on this battlefield has dropped dramatically from ten to one to seven to one.

Of course, this doesn't even include the undead buried in the mass graves by the humans.

Once the orc leaders understood this, they decisively retreated and dug more tunnels around the battlefield.

Whether there were any hidden troops, and how many, was kept secret. Even the orc chieftains themselves, apart from the generals directly under their command, did not know.

They changed their minds and decided to starve the isolated army to death.

This tactic is actually the right way to deal with the Vast Ocean Territory.

What kind of battle do modern firearms forces fear most when they have overwhelming equipment?

They feared street fighting and chaotic mountain warfare.

Complex terrain, confined spaces, and enemies that suddenly appear—especially if these enemies are exceptionally powerful "super soldiers"—can easily inflict heavy casualties on human forces.

When defending, the human race has trenches to rely on, but when attacking, they can't just take the trenches with them.

This is why Han Hailing previously formed a tank force.

However, tanks or armored units have a major drawback: they are highly dependent on the traffic environment.

For example, the self-propelled howitzer, which boasts one of the best cost-performance ratios among Blue Star's artillery, cannot be "self-propelled" in most parts of the Star Continent.

The same goes for 625; it could move on its own on Earth, but here it can only be carried by a group of warriors.

In an environment with very few paved roads, uneven terrain, and numerous waterways and wetlands, the limitations of mechanized units are magnified to an extreme degree. Wheeled vehicles are inferior to tracked vehicles, tracked vehicles are inferior to pack animals, pack animals are inferior to kodo beasts, and kodo beasts are inferior to carrying one's own load...

In this situation, if we were to launch a surprise attack and get surrounded by the enemy in an environment without cover, the outcome would be unpredictable.

Therefore, Macaca has no choice but to continue relying on its positional defense for the time being.

Of course, the earthen hill that the orc "mages" had built earlier was not wasted. The field army began to set up fortifications and build bunkers on the hill, forming a special high-altitude fire zone with good firing range and strong protection.

If this cycle of attrition continues, it will come down to a battle of logistical support and endurance in the war.

The large number of orcs has relatively stable transport lines, while the Vast Ocean Territory has airdrop support from its rear base, making it difficult to determine a winner in the short term.

But Chen Mo wouldn't have it!
At the latest military coordination meeting, he arranged a comprehensive post-war debriefing.

This is a special tradition that the Han Hai Territory inherited from Dong Xia. Although the officers of Han Hai are not yet very proficient in summarizing tactics, their attitude is extremely sincere. Under the leadership of the lord, the atmosphere of discussion is quite enthusiastic.

After listening to the latest battle report and reviewing the tactical details, Chen Mo looked around.

The officers around him all looked at him. Some of their faces were young, while others showed signs of age, but all of them had a burning desire for victory and loyalty to their territory.

"Our military has always held the belief that we can defeat the enemy with minimal cost by overwhelming them with weapons!"

"First of all, I want to make a self-criticism here. I was the one who started this trend."

"The idea of ​​excessively pursuing fewer or even zero casualties, using weapons with a generational advantage to strike the enemy, and avoiding melee combat with the enemy as much as possible, has been passed down from the early days of our Han Hai Territory's development. However, at this stage, some battlefield strategies are no longer applicable!"

Chen Mo's summary was quite clear.

The former Han Hai Territory had few people and soldiers, but with the support of an industrial behemoth like Dong Xia behind the scenes, its offensive firepower was exceptionally strong. In its first battle, it created a classic example of three men defeating hundreds of bandits.

Since then, the repeated victories against superior numbers and the defeat of the strong by the weak have almost created a path dependency within the Han Hai Territory. Commanders at all levels have been tirelessly pursuing a high kill ratio, resulting in a very unique military culture in the Han Hai Territory for quite some time.

The advice given to Chen Mo by his hometown in Dongxia was based on fully respecting his personal wishes and mainly adopted a relatively conservative strategy.

To put it bluntly, Dongxia would rather Chen Mo manage his vast territory, the Hanhai Territory, into an impregnable fortress, free from any enemies, and simply develop peacefully and stealthily.

Whether or not the human slaves in the Starry World are liberated is none of Guandong Xia's business.

However, Chen Mo lives in this real world, breathing the air of starlight and watching the sun rise and set. His friends, subordinates, and people—those living, breathing individuals with joys and sorrows—constantly influence his thoughts and emotions.

He was no longer just a "time traveler"; he had become a member of the Starry World, the lord of the Vast Ocean Territory, and the leader to whom countless people placed their hopes.

He grew from a somewhat clueless student, pushed by the times and pulled by his own sense of responsibility, into a basically qualified leader who could not help but look at and try to solve the problems on this continent from the perspective of someone who had personally experienced the world.

After much deliberation, Chen Mo made a major decision.

The leader is right, we should press on with our remaining strength to pursue the enemy to the bitter end!
Of course, making this decision was not easy, especially in Hanhai, where almost all of his subordinates regarded Chen Mo as a "military god" and a "guide," blindly following and supporting his decisions, making it difficult for him to hear dissenting voices.

Especially in times like these, it's crucial to stay clear-headed.

Chen Mo lit a cigarette after a long time. The smoke curled up, and his eyes looked slightly tired, but even more determined.

Subsequently, the young lord issued a general mobilization order.

"The gains and losses within the battlefield are one part, and the gains and losses outside the battlefield are another part."

"Defeating the enemy as soon as possible may result in more losses on the battlefield, but continuing to stalemate with the enemy will not only cause even greater suffering to the Plains Humans, but also expose them to the risk of a large-scale southward invasion by the Wasteland Orcs at any time."

"And then there are those behind-the-scenes manipulators, those forces that incite the orcs, provide intelligence, and may even provide aid. The longer they are given, the greater the likelihood that they will create new incidents and open up new battlefields!"

"We must use a decisive victory to cut off all possibilities of counterattack from the enemy!"

"Order!"

In a flash, all the officers stood up in unison, their boots clanging crisply as they stood at attention, chests out, eyes fixed straight ahead.

"Starting today, two field army brigades will be transferred back from the western front to reinforce the area. They will be combined with one division and one brigade of the field army reserve to form the second attack group. They will cross the river at Bailangtan and then spread out to the left and right to cover the safety of the river channel."

The field army officer responded loudly: "Yes, sir!"

"Conscript 50,000 national defense troops and 30,000 militia, combine them with a portion of the elves and a portion of the sea people, and conscript enough laborers for logistical support, and march north in preparation for a full-scale attack!"

"Taking advantage of this critical moment when the enemy is severely weakened, we should seize the orc-controlled area north of the Illusion Flame River in the shortest possible time."

"From now on, the boundary between the Orc Wasteland and the White Deer Plains will serve as our defensive line!"

"Yes!!!"

This is... about to start a total war!

It is no longer about sophisticated calculations and technological superiority, but about deploying all forces, a total war involving a mix of cold and hot weapons, multi-army cooperation, long logistical lines, and inevitably accompanied by massive casualties and fierce fighting.

Chen Mo's goal is to swallow up the entire eastern half of the White Deer Plain, completely wipe out the orc tribes entrenched in this area, or drive them back to the wasteland.

Within Hanhai's directly controlled area, thanks to the prior deployment of a large number of disabled veterans and Hanhai cadre school students, who were directly assigned to every grassroots gathering area based on village committees, a complete management network was established.

At Chen Mo's command, the entire Han Hai Territory control area began to move rapidly.

Long queues formed again at the registration station, warehouses opened one by one, and various weapons, ammunition, armor, and rifles were inspected, inventoried, and loaded onto trucks. The furnaces in the workshops burned all night, and convoys of transport vehicles streamed along the highways…

The entire Han Hai territory, like a giant awakened, began to roll its wheels of war in an orderly yet fierce manner.

In the nominally controlled area of ​​Han Hai, Chen Mo played a little trick. In his capacity as "Chairman of the Xia Yue Alliance," he issued a "proposal" to the entire alliance to attack the orcs.

It was neither an order nor a request, but a proposal.

That's very subtle!
As Chen Mo's plenipotentiary envoy and permanent representative, Chen Ye rushed to the new council in Yingxue City immediately.

During this period of time, in order to prepare for the first [Moon Gazing Golden Pavilion] in Yingxue City, Chen Ye ran around and worked hard, and he lost weight because of the exhaustion, but his energy was getting stronger and stronger.

Chen Ye didn't quite understand why the councilors of the Han Hai Territory, especially the chief councilor Helan, who had clearly achieved a position equivalent to the prime minister of a country, always walked with a jog.

It was a far cry from the demeanor of the high-ranking officials he had seen in the heavens.

Now, he's starting to understand.

There are so many things to do, if I don't run around quickly, I really won't have enough time to get things done!

Demeanor? Demeanor my ass. The nobles of the Sky Dome are more busy with personal relationships, while the officials of the Vast Sea mainly handle official business. They are not the same thing at all.

He hurried a few steps into the council hall, where the cedar wood door closed silently behind him, isolating the outside heat from the coolness inside.

Inside the room, the high-powered air conditioner delivered by Hanhai was on.

In the past, the council hall also had its own "temperature control system," with magic circles and ice boxes used to cool down in the summer, and magic circles and fireplaces used to heat up in the winter.

With the help of a psychic master and precious magical materials, the effect was actually quite good; at least it wouldn't make the big shots sitting inside feel unbearably hot or cold.

However, compared to the modern equipment sent by Hanhai, both the magic circle and the icebox fireplace have a significant drawback: their temperature control is far less precise than that of air conditioning.

Even the most powerful magic circle cannot be adjusted and controlled one degree at a time.

Moreover, equipment that is unfamiliar to most people is often viewed with more respect.

Moreover, air conditioning is not a readily available resource; even Hanhailing itself only has it installed in a few locations.

The ultra-high-powered system that Chen Mo specially sent to the Yingxue City Council is unique in the entire Xiyue region, further enhancing its rarity.

Chen Ye nodded all the way, greeted the members of various departments who had been waiting for a while, went up to the podium, and read the proposal aloud in a clear and resonant voice.

He then gestured to his staff to distribute copies of the prepared documents to each of the representatives present.

Around the long, narrow deliberation table, there was a soft rustling of papers and whispers. The delegates' expressions varied: some were solemn, some were puzzled, some seemed thoughtful, and some appeared indifferent.

The current council of the alliance is composed according to the rules proposed by Chen Mo and adopted by the alliance.

Each of the three large human tribes sent seven representatives, each of the ten medium-sized tribes sent five representatives, the Elf Kingdom sent nine representatives, and the Vast Ocean Territory sent one permanent representative, totaling eighty-one people, symbolizing the breadth and unity of the alliance.

In theory, all major matters of the Summer Moon Alliance require discussion and voting by these eighty-one people.

However, it was not possible to maintain 81 members on staff at all times. Therefore, at the Alliance Council, it was also Chen Mo's suggestion that a "Standing Representative Council of the Council" be set up above the council.

Each of the thirteen tribes, the elves, and the vast sea sent one person to form the so-called "Council of Fifteen," responsible for handling daily emergencies and ad hoc consultations on major decisions.

On the surface, this structure shows great respect for the thirteen tribes of Xiyue. Whether it is the elves or the vast sea, their share in the council and the standing representative council is negligible. The power of the thirteen tribes is far greater than during the reign of the Xiyue emperor.

However, in reality, not to mention that the number of people and the right to speak are not entirely equal, even if the voting rights were truly distributed equally, the Thirteen Divisions of Xiyue would still be the weaker party.

The reason is simple: the Alliance Council only governs the affairs of the Thirteen Tribes of Xiyue; it has no jurisdiction over the Vast Ocean and the Elves.

Therefore, as soon as Chen Ye finished speaking, without needing to discuss with the representatives of the other departments, Elder Corinne, the representative of the Elf race, stood up immediately.

This former neutral elder almost met his doom during the Silver Moon Incident by taking the wrong path. Now, he has managed to "land safely" as an external council representative and has even regained influence to some extent, which can be considered as escaping a disaster.

She first gave Princess Liushuang, who was sitting at the head of the table, a smile as if an old tree had blossomed, and then made a firm statement.

"Chairman Chen's affairs are the Alliance's affairs!"

"Chairman Chen's instructions are the Alliance's orders!"

She raised her voice slightly, with a rhythmic quality characteristic of elves, almost like chanting.

"The Elven race has always remembered the Alliance's covenant and deeply understands the importance of eliminating the northern orc threat to all living beings. Therefore, we will unconditionally follow the Chairman's wise initiative, obey the Chairman's command, and immediately begin organizing an elite army to march north and join this great cause of fighting against the orcs' atrocities and restoring peace to the continent!"

Compared to the elves' decisiveness, the other thirteen were much more hesitant.

The orcs and Xiyue are too far apart!

This is like telling someone from the prosperous Jiangnan region of the Eastern Xia dynasty that they are going to fight against the northern barbarians. It's hard for them to understand the pain that comes with it. It's fine to contribute some money and food, but sending their best sons to the battlefield will inevitably make them hesitate.

At this point, it was Old Zegen who had to step up.

The rotating speaker of parliament successfully persuaded all the representatives of the various ministries in just a few minutes.

There's only one core logic.

The alliance chairman didn't mandate how many troops we should send, and he'll cover all the costs. So, those with extra resources should contribute more, and those short on manpower should contribute less. We can't afford to embarrass the chairman.

After all, the main force in the battle will definitely be the soldiers of Han Hai and the elves. The Chairman may not care about who went to Xi Yue and how much they achieved in battle, but he probably won't forget who didn't go!
Representatives from various departments agreed wholeheartedly and responded enthusiastically. Soon, a support plan was freshly produced.

The overall theme is: to work together with the Alliance army to drive the orc forces north of the border of the White Deer Plains, and to restore and ensure the safe territory for the survival of all races.

The specific troop deployment plan is as follows:

The Elf Kingdom will deploy two Silvermoon Guards, totaling six thousand warriors, to travel along the eastern corridor out of the Silvermoon Forest, cross the desert, enter the Vast Ocean Territory for reorganization, and then proceed to the White Deer Plains.

The three major tribes, including the Long Spear Tribe, each contributed 2,000 people, while the medium-sized tribes, including the Ice Needle Tribe, each contributed 1,000 people, forming a human alliance of 16,000. They brought their own weapons and provisions and sailed north from Xiasha Port to Hailuokou, where they were at the command of the alliance chairman.

"Okay, on behalf of the chairman, I would like to express my heartfelt gratitude to all the tribes and representatives for their support!"

After verbally expressing his gratitude, Chen Ye didn't waste any more time and took his leave, turning around and leaving the council hall.

On the return journey, a young officer who had recently graduated from military academy and was assigned to be Chen Ye's adjutant and bodyguard still had a slightly confused look on his face.

He hesitated for a moment, but decided to consult this special envoy, who was known for his competence and shrewdness.

“I know that our lord’s arrangements must have a deeper meaning, but I still can’t figure it out for the time being.”

"The elven troops are still somewhat useful in combat, but the Thirteen Tribes of Xiyue, each sending a thousand or so people, are not only of varying quality, but their command will inevitably be a mess. What use is this kind of reinforcement?"

Chen Ye smiled slightly.

"So what if it's useless? As long as we go, it means that our Chairman's call has been answered."

"Some things, if you do them repeatedly, will become a habit!"

(End of this chapter)