After glancing at the personal information of the account, he discovered that the owner was a woman, truly a woman who brooks no comparison.
Because it was a female account, the military enthusiast quickly approved the verification.
Xiao Xun explained the matter he wished to consult about, and the other party replied, "Cross-technological warfare is a one-sided slaughter. Losing is shameful, and winning is not glorious."
Xiao Xun rapidly typed on the keyboard, "I want to ask, how can low-tech fields defeat high-tech fields?"
The other party replied, "If you pour boiling water into an anthill, how do you think the ants can protect their home?"
Xiao Xun frowned, "I don't mean to argue with you. Your scope is too broad. I mean, how can a person with bare hands defeat a person holding a dagger? How can a person wielding cold weapons defeat a person holding firearms? Similarly, how can a person holding ordinary firearms defeat a person wielding high-tech weapons?"
The other party was silent for a moment, then replied, "Have you heard of 'On Protracted War'?"
Xiao Xun was amazed. He hadn't expected future military enthusiasts to also read 'On Protracted War'.
He replied, "I've heard of it. What does it have to do with my question? That book is thousands of years old."
"'On Protracted War' was preceded by a book called 'The Art of War' by Sun Tzu, which spans over ten thousand years and is still read by people. If your technological level, military strength, and weapon configuration are inferior to the opponent's, you can refer to these two books. If you can fully grasp them, you should be able to find a perfect solution."
After saying that, the person went offline.
Xiao Xun replied with a "Thank you" and also logged out of his account.
He drank a can of bitter cola, finding the taste increasingly familiar.
Sitting on the sofa, he pondered the words of the person he had just spoken to. 'On Protracted War' had thousands of years of history in this era, but in his original world, it was less than a century.
He thought about the wars before the founding of the nation. Weren't they precisely a case of the enemy being strong and our side being weak? The enemy's technological strength, military level, and logistical supplies far exceeded ours, yet our country still won.
Xiao Xun stood up and said with a worried expression, "Could it be that I also have to fight for eight years?"
Currently, without plastic, many technological items cannot be achieved. Not to mention anything far away, even the plastic film used for vegetable greenhouses cannot be realized.
This troubled him immensely. Logistical supply was the most troublesome matter. His own people needed to eat, while the enemy did not. If it wasn't a fatal blow, and the enemy died, they could still revive. No matter how they fought, it wouldn't be protracted. Could it truly be that developing atomic energy technology was the only way to resolve it once and for all?
That wasn't realistic either! Not to mention anything else, but those few raw materials, he wasn't a chemist, nor did he know how to purify and experiment. Moreover, how could he accomplish these things alone?
The more Xiao Xun thought about it, the more frantic he became. Finally, he walked out of the Hall of Time, his mind in a daze, nearly stumbling.
Aries caught Xiao Xun, "Your Majesty, are you alright?"
Xiao Xun waved his hand, indicating he was fine, and then asked, "Why are you here? Is something the matter?"
Aries nodded, "News has come from the front. Zhenhun, the commander of the Calamity Legion, has led a large force to Midoya and has engaged in several group charges with your Phoenix Army. The front-line situation is critical, and the Empress has ordered you to rush to their rescue."
Xiao Xun felt his vision darken, and stomped his feet in frustration, saying, "It's only been a few days! Those trainees haven't even familiarized themselves with their weapons and equipment. Sending them into battle rashly is sending them to their deaths!"
Aries said, "Her Majesty the Empress has already dispatched Vincent's Fearless Vanguard. She ordered me to inform you to depart no later than tonight, without fail."
He had no choice and half-knelt on the ground, "Notify the Twelve Star Envoys and all newly recruited soldiers to gather. We depart tonight!"
"Yes!"
Aries led Xiao Xun to the Fire Escape Divine King's Palace. Sailerpeis had already been prepared in military attire by Xiao Xun.
Sailerpeis held Xiao Xun's hand in full view of everyone, "The situation at the front is critical, so I won't say much more. Be sure to be safe."
Xiao Xun nodded and said, "Don't worry, I already have a plan to deal with them."
Mounting Borgard, Xiao Xun's heart surged with emotion as he watched batches of war chariots, tanks, and aircraft powered by magic stones being transported to the battlefield.
To speed up the advance, the tanks and aircraft were being transported on specialized transport vehicles. The Empress had arranged for the construction of an airfield at the front.
With this departure, three-quarters of the young and middle-aged men in the city were gone, and the entire capital was reduced by half its population.
Xiao Xun feared that the Calamity Legion would shamelessly 'steal the base', so he left a few aircraft and tanks along with pilots. On one hand, he was continuously manufacturing, and on the other hand, he was recruiting a new batch of trainees.
Since Xiao Xun had to go to the front lines, Lu'ergard temporarily assumed the position of Dean.
The army this time was faster than before. The weather had been gloomy recently, and Xiao Xun, fearing it would snow, ordered the troops to march at an accelerated pace.
The war chariots and transport vehicles were driven in shifts to ensure their arrival at the front lines as soon as possible.
He ordered Aries to relay the command: the front-line armories were to be relocated near Tejeco. This location was closer to the front lines and had strong defensive fortifications, so there was no fear of accidents.
Duke Sancho had also built an armory within the city, but he lacked Xiao Xun's technical personnel and could only manufacture simple weapons and equipment, resembling a small workshop without assembly-line production technology.
It wasn't until Xiao Xun gave him the formula for gunpowder that he began manufacturing weapons and ammunition for the tanks and aircraft at the front.
By the time Xiao Xun arrived at the front lines, three days had passed.
At the border between the small nation of Midoya and the border line, on the Kosanqi Plains, a world-shattering bloody battle had erupted in just one month. The Calamity Legion and Santiroman had committed a total of hundreds of thousands of troops here. The intensity of the fighting and the severity of the casualties were unprecedented.
The pride of the Calamity Legion – the Annihilation Brigade – suffered heavy losses here, with tens of thousands of Calamity Skeleton Soldiers buried here, while the number of Santiroman soldiers killed was several times that of the Calamity forces.
Most importantly, these fallen soldiers quickly became new recruits for the Calamity Legion.
One month later, another great battle was about to erupt here.
This unprecedented battle would determine the rise and fall of humanity on this planet.
The scale of this battle surpassed all previous ones, with a total of 1.6 million troops committed by both sides. Previous wars were insignificant compared to the great battle occurring here and now.
This battle was decisive. If they won, the invincible myth of the Calamity Legion would be shattered, and Xiao Xun would lead his army to strike directly at the enemy's stronghold.
If they lost, the last remaining territory on the continent would be occupied by the Calamity Legion, and humanity would have no further possibility of resistance.
Therefore, the Calamity Legion committed a total of one million troops, all of whom were combat units, while Santiroman committed 600,000 troops, including logistical units.
Sailerpeis's Aaron Legion and Pelisa, who inherited the dukedom, also led their troops into this great operation. Accompanying them were the hundred thousand barbarian soldiers of Barbarian King Sain and the Dark Armored Divine Soldiers of Bantu Radel.
Dozens of Santiroman bomber formations, organized into several attack waves, dived towards the ground to drop bombs. Hundreds of magic cannons and over a hundred tanks turned the forty-mile-wide front from Kosanqi Plains to the border line into a sea of fire.
All the glass along the border line was shattered by the intense sound waves, cascading down. Houses shook, and beams creaked as if about to collapse at any moment.
The pervasive smoke blocked out the sun and moon, and people lost their hearing from the continuous, unceasing roars.
The scene of intense fighting appeared in Xiao Xun's monocular telescope. With the clanking of tank treads, a gray-white water line suddenly appeared across forty miles from north to south, surging eastward towards the border line like a rising tide. The explosions of various light and heavy firearms had become indistinguishable.
Vincent, clad in Paladin armor, had a golden general's star on his chest plate, symbolizing divine brilliance, and general insignia on his epaulets – golden plum blossoms, which complemented each other. On his fair face, two thick, dark sword eyebrows were raised high, and his eyes held no passion, no anger, only a calm as still as water.
On the ring finger of his left hand, which held the telescope, he wore a silver ring inlaid with a large diamond.