"Your Majesty is so smart..."

El, who was lying on the bed, said as he raised his right arm and pressed his right forearm over his eyes.

"I have been hyping up my achievements and portraying me as a 'war hero', in order to divert the attention of the citizens and ministers and to downplay the fact of the disastrous defeat..."

"What 'hero'... can I be regarded as a 'hero' if I can only bring back less than 2,000 people from the 300,000 army?"

After saying that, El's fists gradually clenched.

"...I think this should not be your Majesty's idea." Camille, who was standing beside the bed, answered, "Our Majesty is a fool. How could he think of such a trick?"

Speaking of this, Camil paused.

After thinking for a while, he continued:

"I think this strategy should have been thought of by Prime Minister Mond Dibois."

"Is Prime Minister Dibois..." El moved away his right forearm pressing against his eyes and looked at the white ceiling of the room. "This kind of strategy is indeed very much like a speculator like him..."

Even though El's room was far from the venue for the banquet, the laughter, cheers and noises at the banquet continued to flow into El's room through the unclosed window in El's room.

For El, the noise of these banquets, like the "hum" sound of mosquitoes in summer, is a place that wishes to get rid of them immediately and quickly.

So El, who was lying on the bed, turned to her side, blocked her ears and said to Gabriel:

"Gabriel, please help me close the windows. The noise of these banquets is really uncomfortable."

After Gabriel closed the window, the room finally came to a purse.

"Is it time for a banquet now..." El sighed lightly, "Now is the most vulnerable time since the founding of our Holy Hillan Empire..."

"The Southwest Front Army was wiped out, the Far East Front Army lost 100,000 troops, and the total national military power was directly reduced by one-third."

"The most important fortress to defend against the Britannian Empire - Muhavic Fortress."

"As long as Su Cheng is willing, he can lead the Knights of Michael into the hinterland of our country at any time."

"Does Brother Su Cheng dare to lead the Knights of Michael to counterattack our country?" Gabriel's eyes flashed and raised his own doubts.

"What's there to be afraid of?" El replied without hesitation, "The Fortress of Muhaviz is now in the hands of the Britannian Empire, and the Southwest Front has also been wiped out."

"Without Muhavits Fortress and 200,000 Southwest Fronts, Su Cheng can mobilize his Michael Knights at any time to launch a large-scale offensive, gallop and destroy the west of our country."

Speaking of this, El sat up from the bed.

Then he continued to say seriously:

"I just experienced a great war. No matter how elite the generals and soldiers of the Knights of Michael need rest."

"So we should be safe during this period of time, so there is no need to worry that the Knights of Michael will attack."

"But if Su Cheng really plans to launch a counterattack against us, we won't be safe for too long."

"If I were Su Cheng, I would seize the time now and rest the troops."

"Then start a large-scale spring offensive at the beginning of next spring."

“It’s December now.”

"In other words, there are less than 4 months left for us in the Holy Hillan Empire."

"If Su Cheng really wants to launch a counterattack, his offensive will definitely be launched in more than three months."

"We must build a new line of defense on the Southwest front in less than four months."

As soon as El finished speaking, Gabriel, who was beside him, added in a low voice:

"Maybe Brother Su Cheng has no plan to launch a counterattack against us..."

"Gabriel." El said in a helpless tone, "It is a very stupid idea to expect the enemy to make mistakes. You cannot expect the enemy to make mistakes. You must assume that the enemy does not make mistakes and design a response plan based on the premise that the enemy does not make mistakes."

"Su Cheng is a veritable military genius."

"How likely do you think he is to make mistakes on the battlefield and strategically?"

"The current top priority of our country is to seize the time in less than 4 months, and to mobilize enough troops to rebuild the southwest defense line before spring comes."

"There are only four legions in our country."

"Far Eastern Front, Southeast Front, Southwest Front, Central Imperial Guard."

"At present, the Southwest Front Army has been completely wiped out."

"The Far Eastern Army, which had 100,000 troops missing, was greatly damaged."

"The Far Eastern Front will also contain the grassland people in the Far Eastern, and it is no longer possible to draw extra troops to support the Southwest Front."

"The only troops that can be mobilized at present are the Central Imperial Guards and the Southeast Front."

"I just hope that Your Majesty can be a little more eye-catching, see the current situation clearly, and quickly draw enough troops from the Central Imperial Guards and the Southeast Front to rebuild the southwest defense line."

Elle's analysis seemed to scare Gabriel very much.

Gabriel's face was pale, as if imagining the scene where Su Cheng led the Knights of Michael into the empire's land.

Looking at Gabriel's pale face, El couldn't help but comfort Gabriel:

"Let's relax, Gabriel, although the situation in our country is serious, it has not yet reached an uncontrollable level."

"As long as your Majesty can quickly start to rebuild the southwest defense line, more than three months will be enough for us to allocate troops."

"And even if Su Cheng is determined to launch a counterattack, the Central Committee of the Britannian Empire may not allow him to start another war."

"Hmm?" Gabriel raised his eyebrows, "Why?"

"Because of this." El took out a coin from his pocket, "War is just about making money."

"I just ended such a large-scale battle. I have only been recuperating for a short time. I will launch a new battle of only high and low scale. Even if the Britannian Empire is currently strong in its national strength, it may not be able to support the consumption of such high-intensity war."

After hearing El's comfort, Gabriel's face finally looked a little better.

But Gabriel's face looked good not long before Camille said coldly:

"That's right, but I'm afraid that the Britannian Empire will borrow money and rely on loans to force a counterattack against our country."

"Loan?" Gabriel exclaimed, "Who can the Britannian Empire lend to?"

"... Of course it is the 'major trader of the mainland' - [Ren Family]." Camill said in a deep voice, "With the financial resources of the Ren Family, it is more than enough to give the Britannian Empire a loan that is enough for them to launch another large-scale offensive."
Chapter completed!