The Holy Heran Empire, outside the city of Mofu, the Britannian army, the original formation.

Deng Jiaer is now standing on the watchtower standing in the formation, looking at Mo Fu City in the distance.

Looking at the tall walls of Mofu City, a feeling of irritability occupied Deng Jiaer's entire heart for no reason.

"Damn..." Deng Jiaer gritted his teeth hatefully, "How can we conquer Mo Fu City..."

Today is the 10th day after their Britannian army arrived at the city of Mofu.

The tentative attack on Mo Fucheng ended 6 days ago.

In the past six days, the Britannian army has not taken any new actions, and has just quietly surrounded Mofu City.

The reason why we did not take any new actions against Mo Fucheng was simply because Deng Jiaer really couldn't imagine what attack methods could be used against Mo Fucheng.

After those four days of tentative attack, Deng Jiaer's biggest gain was that it was impossible to conquer Mo Fucheng by just a strong attack.

The walls of Mofu City are very high and thick, and there are many troops stationed in Mofu City.

More importantly, El personally took charge of Mofu City and personally directed the defense of Mofu City.

No matter how fierce the Britannian army attacked, their attacks could be easily resolved by the defenders of Mofu City, making Mofu City remained standing.

The strong attack has been verified and it is not feasible, so Deng Jiaer can only think about other methods.

However, after thinking for 6 days, Deng Jiaer still had no clue.

In addition to strong attacks, there are only one effective tactics that can be used in siege battles: send spies to the city, let them capture the city from within, dig tunnels, and use terrain to attack, such as water attacks, and fight against the defenders in the city.

The two tactics of sending spies and using terrain were directly rejected by Deng Jiaer.

There are actually many spies from their Britannian army lurking in Mofu City.

However, the guard work of Mofu City was done so well, which made the Britannian spies in the city useless. The spies could not even get close to the city gate, let alone opening the city gate.

It is even more unreliable to use the terrain, and the terrain around Mofu City has nothing to use.

Not to mention the battle between soldiers and food, their Britannian army was a 300,000 army, and the Hiran army was a 10 army.

The Sheeran army was fighting locally, while the Britannian army was expeditionary. The various materials consumed by the two were not of the same magnitude at all.

If they fight against the Sheeran army, their Britannian army will suffer a considerable loss.

The only tactic that is barely feasible is to dig the tunnel.

Destroy the walls of Mofu City by digging tunnels, or directly attack the interior of Mofu City.

But Deng Jiaer doesn't think that El, who is currently in Mofu City, will be an opponent who can be defeated by a mere tunnel...

Just as Deng Jiaer was standing on the watchtower and was so anxious that he kept grabbing his hair, Samuel's voice suddenly sounded under the watchtower.

"Chief Coach!"

"Ah, it's Samuel. What's the matter?"

"Coach, have you ever thought of any good strategies for siege?"

"No..." Deng Jiaer smiled bitterly, "I have no clue in my mind now."

"Master, an envoy from the central government just arrived in the camp. He sent you a message that is not good news."

"Entertain..." Deng Jiaer's brow suddenly frowned, "What did he say?"

"He said-Your Majesty hopes that you can defeat Marshal El Bernard as soon as possible and defeat the Holy Hillan Empire at the fastest speed."

As Samuel finished speaking, Deng Jiaer's brow frowned even deeper.

"Strange..." Deng Jiaer muttered, "Why did Your Majesty suddenly urge me to send troops..."

Deng Jiaer participated in the war of destruction against the Rolling Empire and the war of destruction against the Frank Empire.

In these two large-scale battles, Ilsa never urged the soldiers on the front line to do anything.

He has always allowed the soldiers on the front line to play their own way? He can fight as much as he likes? Ilsa never asks.

This is the first time that Deng Jiaer has seen Deng Jiaer in today's situation where Ilsa sent people to urge Deng Jiaer to attack quickly.

Anyway, no matter what - this is not good news.

After all, someone is urging you to do things - especially His Majesty the Emperor is urging you to do things, no matter who it is, he will feel the pressure in his heart suddenly starts to fight.

After sighing silently, Deng Jiaer said:

"... Since there is no way to deal with Mofu City, let's try to attack the other two cities. The other two cities may be easier to deal with..."

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...

"Are you going to start moving again..." Yara muttered dissatisfied. "Where are we going now..."

The decisive battle with the Holy Hillan Empire - such an important battle? The Delan Immortal Squad naturally could not be absent.

Just now? A new military order sent the military camp of the Undead Squad: ordering the Undead Squad to follow the large force to leave the place.

As for where to go, I didn't say anything.

"I guess..." Darlena, who was standing beside her, echoed? "We should be sent to attack the other two cities around Mofu City."

"Oh..." Yara sighed? "It's so annoying... the country has been fighting for many years... Have you ever considered the feelings of us ordinary soldiers... We are all... physically and mentally exhausted..."

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Britannian Empire? Pandragon? Baiyang Palace, Ilsa's study.

In the huge study room? At this time, there were only Ilsa and Camille.

Camill stood respectfully at the table? And Ilsa frowned? She looked carefully at the stack of papers in her hand full of various words.

Camille silently waited for Ilsa to finish reading the report she had just delivered.

It was not until Ilsa put down the report in her hand that Camille spoke out:

"Your Majesty...the output and consumption of food are much less optimistic than expected..."

"…Sent orders to the western plantations." Ilsa said in a deep voice, "No need to be pity, even if it is completely drained from the indigenous peoples of the New World!"

"Your Majesty..." Camill sighed lightly, "The major owners of the Western Plantation have long since squeezed the indigenous people out."

"If we go further, we will not only be able to increase the grain output in a new way, but will instead lead to the large-scale death of the indigenous peoples of the New World..."

"... Then collect taxes!" Ilsa said in a decisive tone, "Raising taxes to the people! Camille! Go and arrange the meeting immediately. I want to discuss in detail with the ministers how to increase the tax to a reasonable range!"

"yes!"

"And also - help me send an order to Deng Jiaer again! Let her fight quickly!"
Chapter completed!