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Chapter 17 The Deep-Dad Dad(2/2)

Look at your dad, how free he is?

Napoleon would probably die of envy if he knew your father lived such a leisurely life."

Li Xiao couldn't stop laughing.

"I heard them say that you said a few days ago that the war would drag on for several years."

"Absolutely. After all, it is impossible to defeat a multi-million army organized by hundreds of millions of people in a month or two, or even a few months.

Things in Europe are different from those in India. Europe has a relatively unified religion that connects people.

As for that damn place in India, there are Hinduism, Blue Sect, Buddhism, and so many small sects.

India is a piece of loose sand, but Europe is monolithic.

The war led by the Pope mobilized almost everyone in Europe.

However, although the war will last for several years, there will not be many days when we can be passively beaten."

When talking about war, Li Xiao is always full of confidence.

After all, he has not been defeated in decades since he started with a team of more than a hundred people from Pi Dao.

"Dad, what do you mean...!" Li Lin's eyes lit up.

"Look, why do we have to work so hard to transport the snow to the ravine or the frozen river?"

Li Xiao asked, pointing to the machinery that was still working in the distance.

"I'm afraid that when the snow melts, the road will turn into a quagmire."

"Then you say that the coalition forces have sufficient transportation capacity like ours to transport that snow?

Even in cold Russia, the snow will always melt one day.

When the snow melts in spring, their road will become a marshy country.

At that time, their logistical supplies will have big problems.

The front line will consume a mountain of supplies every day, as long as our two armies maintain contact on the front line.

Hehe, they will continue to consume.

When they cannot make ends meet and the soldiers are short of food and ammunition, it will be our opportunity to launch a full-scale counterattack.

It is impossible to win the first battle, but there is no big problem in seizing the initiative in the war in the first battle." Li Xiao's mouth curved.

"But...but the coalition forces also have airships that are constantly dropping supplies to the frontline troops at night!"

"We have Stukas, but we can't deal with their airships.

What's more, under dark night conditions, their anti-aircraft guns can't find the Stuka at all, and they can't intercept it at all."

"Then why is our Stuka, now...!"

"Because I don't allow them to intercept the coalition airships at night!" A cruel smile appeared on Li Xiao's face.

"Dad...!" Li Lin looked at Li Xiao in shock. He thought Stuka was unable to fight at night.

Now I know that the Ming Dynasty Air Force has already had the ability to fight at night, but my father did not allow it.

As a military god, Napoleon would also think about the muddy roads and logistical supply difficulties in the spring.

But he felt that the number of airships could be increased to ensure frontline supplies.

Once the Ming army aircraft, like nighthawks, hunted the coalition airships.

By that time, Napoleon could no longer retreat even if he wanted to.

The one and a half million coalition troops deployed from Kiev to Tsaritsyn will definitely suffer heavy losses.

Too cruel! Too insidious.

Unexpectedly, what would happen a few months later, dad would start planning now.

Soon Li Lin thought of what his father had just said: you should spit out what you have eaten, and you should spit out what you have been greedy for.

Once Dad frees his hands from the war, he can use his scheming skills to deal with the corrupt officials in the court...!
Chapter completed!
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