"On the contrary, I suggest using the human legion to consume these cannon fodder, and then use the main force to fight against the Doomsday of Hell!"

As soon as the young man's words came out, there were a lot of gasps. This tactic was too cruel. Those cannon fodders would definitely die. If Downton hadn't been there, they would have cursed.

"Who's going? You?"

Someone snorted coldly.

"I proposed it, so of course I will go!"

The young man is also a ruthless person who will risk his life for meritorious service.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Downton applauded and interrupted other people's rebuttals.

"It's a very brave tactic, but it's just too conventional. And how can you guarantee that your main force will definitely defeat the Doomsday of Hell?"

Downton asked.

"I believe that the Downton Corps will be invincible wherever its soldiers point their finger."

The young man sent a flattery at the right time.

"Report to my staff headquarters in the afternoon."

Downton ordered.

The young man was immediately overjoyed and knelt down on one knee to accept the order. Although he could not lead the army, everyone knew that the staff was the cradle of officers. As long as he became a direct descendant of Downton, he was afraid that he would not have the opportunity to lead the army?

Some aspiring generals saw this scene and were eager to try.

Downton raised his hand and made a downward gesture to silence everyone.

"Danish, Swedish, Romani, Czech, Faroe, your five regiments will go out with me. Later, Marshal Roski will return to rest. All matters here must be under his command!"

Downton ordered.

All the generals were a little confused, what? Did I hear you right? Downton is going to go on an expedition? Normally, in this case, wouldn't it be better to send in cannon fodder first and take the opportunity to consume the disobedient legions and give them a disastrous victory?

No matter what, the generals who were friendly to Jutland breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this order.

Downton's tone was not strong, but everyone knew that this was the highest order and there was no room for refutation.

Gradually, looking at Downton's calm demeanor, the generals also let go of their worries. This is the attitude a general should have.

"Okay, let's go out and get ready!"

After the order was given, Downton waved his hand.

After the generals saluted, they walked out of the command room. As soon as they walked out of the gate, they were stunned again. A row of three-meter-high flagpoles had been erected on the street. The two generals just now had turned into corpses and were hung on the street.

The top looks like dried sausage, swaying in the breeze.

"His Majesty said, either die on the battlefield or hang here. There is no third way."

The female secretary warned.

"Damn it, Downton is determined to fight to the death!"
Chapter completed!