Tra Rensko's sudden statement of position made Bowenwright stop thinking about the question in his mind, and looked at the soldier with the title of 'Marshal of State' very seriously.

"There's only one thing I'm most concerned about right now, and that's this war!" Terra pointed to the staggered markings on the map, "and you should learn to trust people, I'm not only the Marshal of the Principality of Suluk, but also the Deputy Commander-in-Chief of the Coalition Forces..."

Hearing this, Bowenwright made a flat smile peculiar to the old man and motioned for Terra to look at the map, and then fell into thought, and then said after a long sound: "The troops of the two directors of the Mage Tower will be stationed in the military port of Yekjar in five days. As he spoke, he picked up a charcoal pen and drew a line on the map in the southern region of the Iruk Territory, "Within ten days, the total number of troops in the southern region of the Iruk Territory will reach sixty thousand, and they are all elite soldiers. ”

Surprise flashed across Terra's calm face, her eyes widened suddenly, and she immediately returned to her original state, and then whispered softly, "So you were prepared. ”

Bowenwright continued: "And... In the early hours of this morning, Rear Admiral Buck came to the news that the navy at the Grace Quarry had begun to move, and that if nothing unexpected happened, our passage to the port would be open within three days at the latest. ”

"Acting so quickly?" Terra was surprised, her eyes subconsciously looking at the Grace Stone Fields on the map, her eyebrows furrowed slightly as her gaze rolled, "But..." he circled the southern plains of the Elok Territory with charcoal," With the current 20,000 troops in the port, it is not only necessary to garrison the watchtower near the Grace Quarry, but also to maintain the logistics and transportation line from the port city to the southern part of the Irukri Territory, and the remaining troops in the plains are as small as a drop of water in the sea, and this small force cannot do anything in the southern plains of the Elok Territory... Moreover, Rear Admiral Buck fought at sea all year round ... Of course, I'm not doubting his abilities, it's just that naval and land battles are completely different. ”

Bowenwright turned his head to look into Terra's eyes, "If I'm not mistaken, less than ten minutes ago you proposed that the Harbor Navy continue to advance into the interior of the Elluk Territory. ”

"Yes, I proposed, but only proposed, and there is a precondition for this proposal of mine, which is... Reinforcements must arrive at the Mage Tower and within your kingdom, but the question now is—" Terra shook her head, "From giving advice to deciding on a plan... There are so many things to prepare for in the process of carrying out the plan, and now the navy is clearly not prepared for anything. ”

Bowenwright said disapprehantly: "Prepare according to the textbook method of warfare, and wait for the naval operation to be a month later." ”

"We've been waiting for a month, so do we care about waiting another month?"

"You didn't have that attitude when you had a tactical meeting. ”

"That's because you didn't give us hope... No one wants to see never-ending attrition, and you shouldn't bury your plans in your heart. "At the very least, you need to give us hope and let the soldiers know what it means to do this." ”

"The soldiers are well aware of what they are doing ... They are defending the city from the undead legions, and you are the ones who have lost your way!" Bowenley's calm words made the words that came out of his mouth full of persuasion.

"You..."Terra subconsciously wanted to refute, but she didn't know what to say after opening her mouth for a long time, and finally had to sigh and say, "Well, it seems that you have made up your mind... But you've thought about it..."

"Don't you think this is a great opportunity to verify?" Bowenwright roughly interrupted what Tra was about to say, and then he clasped his hands and quickly stepped back a few steps to see the global layout on the map.

"Validation opportunity?" Terra was stunned for a moment, then took a few steps back with Bowenright to look at the global markers on the map. Tra's vision instantly widened as he stepped back, and his puzzled eyes saw a very clear route of naval advance, and even more saw the undead legions in the open area in front of the naval advance route, and also saw the strength of the confrontation between the enemy and us outside the city of Iruk.

At the same time, he saw a wider path!

"You're trying to test the reaction of the Undead Legion?" Terra's face changed slightly, and she turned her head abruptly to look at Bowenlet, "But, the price is too high..."

"In this war between the living and the dead, the number of dead is counted in millions!" Bowenley's voice was cold, as cold as the whisper of death.

"So we're preventing more people from dying like they did. ”

"You're more and more like a general now, not like a man when I first came to Elook City—" Bowenwright looked at Tra Rensko very seriously, and said something that surprised Tra, "At that time you were as calculating as a businessman and more annoying as a politician. ”

"You are loyal to your king, I am responsible for my country, and contradictions will naturally arise. Terra shrugged, "You hated me then, and I certainly don't like to watch you command my soldiers like masters by our fireplace." ”

"But now you've changed your attitude. ”

Terra nodded and said, "Yes, you don't want to ask an old man what he thinks, do you?"

"I'm not bored to that point. Bowenwright spread his hands, pointed to the map, and said, "You were right, we are fighting this war to avoid more deaths... But sacrifice is inevitable, whether it is the navy or the army, they are all fresh lives, who to sacrifice..."

Terra put away her joking expression, followed Bowenley's gaze to the map, and interrupted Bowenlet's words, "Are you really planning to abandon the navy? You should know the time and money it takes to train a naval soldier, and here is nearly ninety percent of the elite navy of your combined fleet, if you abandon them like this, your majesty the king..."

"I have my own plans, but they are not yet ripe. Bowenwright's voice was much louder, and it was natural for Tra to swallow what she wanted to say.

Tra subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, turned her head and looked at the strict old man in front of her very seriously, and suddenly understood in her heart that the other party did not fully trust him. So, he shook his head a little self-deprecatingly and changed the subject: "Is there still no progress in your negotiations with the city-state alliance of the Suk Plain?"

"Everyone has their own plans, and we can't sway other people's ideas. This sentence of Bowenwright seems to mean something.

"It seems that the nobles of the old empire in the Suke Plain want to gain more bargaining chips in this chaos!"

"If that's the case, it's easy to do," Bowenwright shook his head, "it's just a matter of chips, and I'm sure His Majesty can meet any of their requests, and I'm afraid that they want more than just chips, but to snatch the dealer's place." ”

Tra was stunned and whispered, "Maybe... It's really possible!"

There was a knock on the closed door of the "tuk-tuk" tactical conference room, and Bowenright and Terra stopped talking and looked at the door at the same time, and it was Bowenright's servant who walked into the room.

"Your Excellency, I have your secret letter. ”

Both Bowenright and Terra looked at the letter wrapped in iron bark in Hu's hand, on which the markings of the Combined Fleet were unusually eye-catching. Hu Cong immediately added, "It was sent by the fastest Blood Eagle from the Grace Stone Field. ”

"Today's battle is about to begin, so I'll go to the front first. Terra chose to leave on her own initiative.

Bowenwright didn't hold back, he ordered when Terra left: "From today onwards, the number of scouts who probe the intelligence around the battlefield will be doubled, and I need our scouts to monitor the undead legion's troop movement information at all times, and they will not let go of any details, and report to me every three hours." ”

Hearing the order, Terra quickly remembered the conversation just now, stopped as she left, turned around and gave a military salute before reassuringly saying, "Understood!"

The "Pedal Pedal" Servant and Terra staggered by, and by the time Traram Door left the conference room, the secret letter had already fallen into the hands of Bowenwright.

Bowenwright subconsciously looked at Tra who left, then lowered his head and carefully looked at the updated code on the envelope, and after confirming that the letter was indeed a secret letter sent by Major General Buck himself, he also followed Tra's steps to the door of the conference room.

In his cramped private office, Bowenright read the letter from Buck as quickly as he could.

The content was somewhat unexpected by Bowenley, so he even pushed off the regular meeting with the high-level of the Principality of Suluk in the morning, and ignored the tactical deduction report submitted by the General Staff.

He locked himself in his cramped office and pondered.

Now, although the war outside Iruk is in a state of stalemate, the state of the war is basically clear.

Although the Souk Plains coalition did not respond to the frontal battlefield outside Iruk in Tyre as planned, the kingdom has decided to increase its investment in the war of the Eluk Territory and strive to win this battle with an absolute advantage.

The gears that the previous plan wanted to start have been activated, and it is impossible to stop.

However, this information from Major General Buck made Bowenright realize that the current Duchy of Suluk is not as firmly controlled by the kingdom as he imagined.

"Fippert-Bob?"

"Corway-Rambo-Tra-Rensco..."

Bowenwright locked herself in her room, whispering the names of some people over and over again.

He repeated it for a long time, and the faces of these people became clear in his mind as he repeated it continuously, and their respective performances in the recent meeting began to come to life.

"And one more person..."

Bowenright suddenly jumped up from his seat and subconsciously shouted, "Darik Danny!"

His shouts whispered in the office as people walked back and forth in front of their desks... A few minutes later, he sat down abruptly again, took out a small thick wooden block carved with magic runes from the drawer, picked up the pen, and began to write quickly.

In the face of the chaos presented by the Principality of Suluk, Bowenwright suddenly thought of an excellent helper in his mind!

His nephew, Darick Danny, who has no way out at the moment.

...

Surrounded by the undead legions, the sky is as black as ink when night falls, and the screams of evil spirits continue until the next morning after the sun sets!

The assault in front of the walls ceased after dark, and the armies of all sides withdrew to the defensive points built under the walls.

At the same time, the trumpet of the undead legion sounded.

So getting dark doesn't mean the battle is over, it's just that an offense turns into a defense.

Under the night sky, brilliant magic and the evil spells of the undead legions collided back and forth on the front, adding new scars to the already devastated land.

The Coalition officer roared and led the soldiers to raise their hammers, shattering skull after skull, and the ghoul's scimitar slashed through the armor of the Coalition soldiers, sending sparks flickering in the darkness and taking the lives of many soldiers.

On the edge of the battle line, in the pre-battle command post, which was as chaotic as a utility room, the commanders of the various divisions who had just retired from the front to rest were inspected by the paladins, and each of them was holding a piece of cold and hard bread and nibbling on ale.

"What do the generals of the High Command think, how long will this consumption last?" said an officer who was receiving the Holy Power to treat the wound on his abdomen, grinning like some villain in a play.

"Shut up... The command has the command to think about it, and they are thinking about how to completely deal with the undead legion in front of us... And all we have to do is fight the undead legion before the generals figure it out!"

"What if the generals can't figure it out?"

"Then keep fighting to the end, or else what else can you do? Have you forgotten... Behind us is the city of Iruk!"

"You... You've always had a whole bunch of fallacies. ”

"Crooked, you mean we shouldn't defend Crook City?"

"You have a point!"

"What do you mean by being reasonable?"

"Alright, let's take some time to rest. A flat voice interrupted the conversation next to the brightest map in the corner of the command.

It was Derick Danny, who was now dressed in the uniform of a major general of the Principality Army, with a joke-like smile on his face that was previously invisible, and a piece of jerky in his mouth with a charcoal pen in one hand, carefully comparing the front-line information sent by the battlefield scouts every ten minutes, and then relaying his orders to the front-line departments.

The oil on his hair had long since lost its luster and was stained with a clear stain, his pale cheeks were covered with stubble, and the silk nobleman's robe was stained with clumps of blood and dirt.

"If you've had enough of the argument, go and rest, and you'll have to continue fighting in two hours!" Derick Danny said casually in a half-commanding tone, looking at the two men who had stopped arguing.

"Leave you alone for now, and wait until I've rested enough. ”

"Who spared whom?"

As they spoke, the two fell asleep, and almost moments there was a slight snoring.