The morning glow once again dispelled the darkness that had shrouded the land, and after twenty-four hours of bloody fighting outside the city of Arok, at last at about half past seven in the morning came the exciting news:

The undead legions, which were stationed in a narrow stronghold on the left side of the west side of the city, began to retreat under the huge offensive of the coalition forces.

This is indeed exciting news, the defeat of the undead legion outside the city means that the battle of Elok Leader has truly changed from a passive defense to a strategic counteroffensive. The news soon spread throughout the city of Iruk, and the city's remaining citizens took to the streets to celebrate.

As soon as Cove-Rambo got the news, he rushed to the front line with the officials of the administrative office, hoping to take the opportunity to hold a celebration party to boost the morale of the army. However, he did not see a single high-ranking coalition officer in the command, and the staff officer who remained behind handed the chief consul a list, a list of war readiness materials.

Looking at the various materials listed on the list, Cove-Rambo could only smile bitterly. So, he hurriedly led a group of office officials to rush back.

...

On the high ground next to the narrow official road fifty miles west of the city, the new temporary station of the high command of the coalition forces was erected here. After the undead retreated, and before even the Altar of Evil could be destroyed, Bowenwright moved his headquarters forward fifty miles.

Nearly 100,000 coalition troops also had to follow the command and hurriedly move forward. For this reason, the huge army had to engage in a large-scale encounter with the retreating undead legions.

"We need to pick up the pace. In the improvised command room, where he didn't even have time to cover the roof, Bowen Wright took the latest military reports from various departments and drew on the map, "Especially the magic puppet corps on the right flank, how can they be slow?" he looked at Botelem who had just arrived at the headquarters with a very unhappy face.

"Magic golems are still experimental, and our technology is not yet perfect. "We must maintain them all the time, and they have been overloaded in the last twenty-four hours of fighting, and if they march now, they may be scrapped before they reach the front line," said Botlem. ”

"You just tell me, how long will it take?" Bowenwright didn't want to waste any more time crap.

"It will take at least five days!" replied Botlem faster.

"Five days?" Tra Leinster picked up, "you might as well tell us directly, you can't get involved in the rest of the war." ”

"Five days is enough time for us to fight a few offensive and defensive battles outside the 'Death Fortress'. Hades, the undersecretary of staff, also followed.

"Magic golems are mechanical items, and repair and maintenance are not just good for saying good. Botelem explained as best he could: "It's like a good weapon, it takes time to temper, and if you don't have enough time, all you can make is a pile of scrap metal." ”

"Well, I understand you. Bowenwright didn't pursue the issue, he looked at Tra Rensko, "Send the Second Legion of El Luk City to help Lord Botrem deliver the magic golems, and at the same time let Eruk City recruit more laborers." As he spoke, he turned his gaze back to the old mage, "That's fine, right?"

Botlem spread his hands helplessly, and then said, "Maybe." ”

"What's going on with the troops pursuing the Undead Legion on the left?" Bowenright didn't dwell on the old mage anymore, he looked sideways at Tra Rensko, "My order seems to be that you must bite the back of their retreat no matter what the cost?"

"The necromancers have spread plague and viruses in their retreating routes, and I dare not rush into pursuit. "Tra Rensco has always been so cautious.

"I remember that I gave you enough elven herbs, so that's not a reason. Bowenwright waved his hand to stop Tra Leinster from what he was about to say, "Now that the army in the middle has advanced at least seventy miles, if you still have a little military common sense, don't let our flanks be threatened!"

The old sir said this sentence a little harshly, and he said it in front of many young staff officers. Tra-Leinster was flushed with words, but could not find any reason to justify them.

"Hades," Bowenright didn't give Tra Rensco time to defend himself, "to publish today's battle plan." ”

"Yes, sir. Hades stepped forward and walked to the map to open the official letter that had been prepared.

...

The damp and gloomy room smelled of decay, a room common in the outer city of Iruk.

The walls were inlaid with low-quality wood panels, and the windows on the east wall were open, but the light was blocked by the dense housing around them, and all that could be seen through the windows was the disgusting stench of the street.

In the dark corner of the dilapidated room sat a broken wooden table, above which was a candle stand that did not fit in with the room, and the gray candles on the candle stand were flickering at the moment, bringing some light to the otherwise gloomy room.

On a chair next to the broken wooden table sat a middle-aged man, leaning against the cold wall and squinting his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep.

The rotten door was pushed open, and the noise outside came in as a hot summer breeze blew the candles on the wooden table back and forth.

The person who walked into the room was dressed in a shabby shirt, his dry skin was covered with stains, his hair was greasy on the top of his head, his face was tired and haggard, his lips were cracked because he had not drunk water for a long time, and a pair of numb eyes in his sunken eye sockets became radiant immediately after entering the room.

"My lord!" the man cautiously stepped forward two steps after closing the door with his backhand, but he smelled the disgusting smell on his body and took two steps back, standing in the doorway and softly calling out to the man who seemed to be asleep at the broken wooden table.

"Your Excellency?"

"Your Excellency!"

He shouted several times in a row, each accentuating his tone.

"Huh?" The middle-aged man leaning against the dark wall opened his eyes and slowly sat up straight, exposing his face to the range that the candle flame could cover...

This person is actually Daric Danny!

"What's new?" Derick Danny subconsciously scratched his itchy skin, he had suffered a lot of sins in this place in the past few days, and the most uncomfortable thing for him was the mosquito bite.

"This morning there was news from outside the city that the undead army had been repulsed, and Cove-Rambo led people to the castle headquarters early in the morning, but quickly retreated. The man standing in the doorway lowered his voice and reported.

"Adonis, you don't have to be so reserved. Darek Danny looked at the man standing in the doorway, trying to remember what the man had been like, but he couldn't recall anything.

"You lean in a little bit. Darick Danny beckoned.

"Not really, sir. The man named Adonis who was standing in the doorway shook his head, "I can't stand the stench of even the children around me. ”

"It's okay, I can stand the stench of the undead legion outside the city. Darek Danny smiled self-deprecatingly, "Trust me, it's so much better here than outside the city." ”

Adonis was silent for a few seconds, then slowly leaned forward, his thin face as terrifying as a legendary evil spirit in the candlelight. Darick Danny had seen this face several times in the past two days, and the calm eyes in the other party's skeletal eyes made him can't help but look at it a few more times every time.

"Is Fipert Bob still in his mansion?" said Derrick Danny, referring to his former friend, with endless murderous intent in his eyes.

Adonis buried his head in his chest and said in a very respectful tone: "Speaker Fippert has been closed since his return to the official residence yesterday, during which time nearly half of the members of Congress who remained in the city have visited him. ”

"In just a dozen hours, so many councillors visited him?"

"I heard that Speaker Fappert is sick. ”

"Sick?" said Derick-Danny grinning, "I'm afraid I'm sick of my heart." ”

Adonis didn't answer, even if Fipert Bob was his master's enemy, it wasn't something he could evaluate at will.

"Are you sure Fipott Bob is still in that house?" said Darik Danny, who flipped through a stack of papers on a broken wooden table, pulled out an encrypted letter and placed it in the brightest spot of the candle to examine it.

"There are our people in the official residence of Speaker Fippert, and the news has been cross-verified. ”

Derick Danny nodded lightly and asked, "What did Fipert talk about with those councillors?"

"They didn't shy away from anyone when they talked about things, but they talked about things that were inconsequential, basically revolving around yesterday's speech by His Excellency Archon Cove-Rambo. Adonis replied very strictly, not daring to express half of his opinion, "After yesterday's speech, the residents left behind in the city immediately divided into two factions and quarreled, and even a skirmish broke out last night. ”

"I heard it, there was a lot of movement last night. Darek Danny chuckled under his breath, as if he was laughing at someone else, but also as if he was laughing at himself, "It doesn't really matter what these people in the city think, in the eastern plains, the entire people of the Eluk Territory are receiving gifts from the Kingdom of Kruria. ”

"If these people return to Iruk City, do you think what these people in the city think?" Derick Danny laughed louder and louder, and it was a laugh that could not be contained.

Adonis buried her head even lower as her master's laughter echoed in the dilapidated cottage.

Darek Danny's laughter continued into a slightly tragic cry, and when his laughter stopped, the room fell into an eerie silence.

"Ding-ding" Darik Danny flicked the porcelain bowl against the wall of the wooden table, took out a pack of low-quality cigarettes from his bosom and fiddled with it on the table. He was obviously unfamiliar with this kind of cigarette, and it took him a long time to get one, and when he took two puffs, he couldn't help coughing violently.

"My lord?" Adonis subconsciously wanted to step forward, but stopped at the thought of the stench on his body.

"Closely monitor Fippert-Bob's every move, use all of us, and in the next ten days I will know everything he does, every word he says, and every person he sees every minute. Derick Danny waved his hand to signal that he was okay and said, "After this thing is done, you will disband on the spot, and I will not ask you to do anything in the future." ”

When Adonis heard Derick Danny's last words, his head buried deep in his chest suddenly lifted, and a deep joy appeared in his eyes, which seemed to be unable to see any thoughts.

Derick Danny saw it all in his eyes, he pretended not to see anything, and took two more puffs of cigarettes, the inferior tobacco leaves gave him a faint tingling sensation in his lungs, mixed with the stench of the air around him, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

"Is there anyone in the city organizing an evil sacrifice?" asked Derick Danny again.

"Not found for the time being. ”

"So let's do it first. ”

Darek Danny waved his hand.

Adonis humbly retreated to the door, and in an instant he was out again.

The small, dark room was silent again, and Darek Danny watched Adonis leave, the smile on his face fading, grabbing the candle stand on the broken wooden table and stepping into a small room next to him.

This small room is more humid, with a toilet in a corner where no light is visible, making the whole room stink.

Darick Danny's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and after taking two puffs of the cigarette he was about to smoke, he walked to the dark place next to the toilet bowl and lifted the straw mat there to reveal a worn-out wooden board.

The worn-out plank was gently pulled by Darick Danny, revealing a dark underground passageway.

...

Two days have passed since the earth-shattering bloody battle outside the city of Erruk, and the more than 100,000 allied troops stationed in the city have also left because of the main army of the Immortal Legion. The revelry in the city has passed, the western sky is slowly turning blue again, and the smell of rancid is slowly dissipating.

Since this morning, people have been returning to the city from the northern territory of Elok.

Near noon, a bloody clash broke out between the workers left behind and the workers returning from other places on the street of the city's employment agency, and by the time the city guards arrived, there were already more than 20 casualties on the scene.

The clashes immediately attracted the attention of the city's ruling office, and the patrols on the streets were doubled in the afternoon, and there were as many as 200 people stationed outside the city's employment agency.

The next day, more and more people returned to Iruk City, and more people needed to work, but the dilapidated city simply did not provide so many jobs, and contradictions and conflicts inevitably erupted again.

In order to prevent the recurrence of bloodshed and casualties in the city, the Ruling Office temporarily set up a special inspection team to deal with urban crime. In a small conference room on the second floor of the Governing House, Cove-Rambo's orders were sent to the front line one by one, making the streets more and more patrolled, and countless people were imprisoned for it.

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