At the camp command post in Fort Herien's northern passage, Sir Greek was presiding over an emergency operations meeting overnight.

"Have you made up your mind?" Sir Gorrik looked at Hades with obvious hostility in his eyes, he felt that he was better suited than Hades for the meeting he had an hour earlier, but Pedi had not chosen him.

"If you want to be sure, you can wake up an adult. Baron Danmen, who had never been on a friendly relationship with Sir Glick, replied in place of Hades, "Or, if you have time, you can check the authenticity of the warrant we have brought." ”

"Bang"

"Bang"

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's two o'clock in the morning, and I'm not here to get up from the warmth of the bed and get here as fast as I can, to hear you quarrel. ”

"Let's get down to business first. Earl Bane leaned back in his chair and looked at Baron Danmen and said, "Sir Glick means whether Baron Pedi really intends to help them capture Fort Tulbuk as the Twak Leader asks. ”

"Of course!" Hades kept a straight face as hard as he could, "Your Excellency has asked us to come up with a detailed battle plan. ”

Baron Danmen spread his hands, "Although we have persuaded you, your lord's determination has been decided. ”

"If those idiots in Twak can actually take Fort Thurbuk, there's nothing wrong with that. Sir Bowenright rubbed his gloved right hand against the short gray whisker on his cheek and said, "Besides, if we were to take the lead, it would be more meaningful than reinforcing Twak City." ”

"I'm worried that Twak City won't hold out. Sir Glick adjusted his mentality.

"A war-torn city, even if it is occupied, will not be of much help to the orcs and rebels in the short term. Earl Bane's young face shone with red sparks, and he stared at the candlestick on the conference table and said, "If we can take Fort Thurbuk, it means that we have successfully cut off the logistical supply of the orcs and rebels under Twak... Well, you should all get information about the division within the orcs, this is news from within the orc tribe, it is obvious that other forces within the orc tribe do not want the orcs outside of Twak City to become strong. ”

Sir Bowenright nodded, "After getting this news, I have even asked my staff officer to deduce the possibility of capturing Fort Tulbuk..."

"Since this is the case, let's work out a detailed battle plan as soon as possible. A smile appeared on Hades' lips, "However, this matter needs to be kept strictly secret before the war officially begins. ”

Gorrik couldn't help but say as he listened to Hades's words: "None of us here have a sense of secrecy than you!"

"That's the best. Hades shrugged indifferently.

...

Outside the city of Twak, outside the chamber of Overseer Pereth.

There was an indescribable anger on Nishizawa-Dewen's face, and his troops had been put at the forefront of the pre-battle meeting that had been consumed by Overseer Pereth.

Now we are fighting the hardest war of attrition.

In other words, there is little hope that the troops at the forefront will survive now.

"Damn Shikan, I must unscrew his head with my own hands, suppress his body forever under the Black Stone Mountain, and let his soul be imprisoned forever!"

Inside the tent, Overseer Pereth roared even more angrily.

Nishizawa-Dewen heard the roar of Overseer Pereth's anger, and a grim smile appeared under his angry expression.

"Your Majesty?" said Sir Cliff, the Minister of War, who was stunned when he saw the King, for he really did not like to spend a moment longer in the orc camp.

Nishizawa Devin turned his head, and the cold wind hit him in the face, causing him to shudder, and at this moment, not far away, the personal guards of the Overseer Perreth were yelling at him in an unintelligible beast language.

"These damn orcs!"

Being reprimanded as a crowned kingdom by an orc soldier of low status is simply an intolerable humiliation for Nishizawa Deven.

However, he had to put up with it.

Because he doesn't have the strength to resist now.

"Let's go. Nishizawa-Dewen almost spat out the words between his teeth.

...

In the western area of the camp located dozens of miles south of Twak City, in the garrison of the two legions of the Gondwak Kingdom, the Prime Minister of the Kingdom, Count Amofero Witt, Prince Ronald, and the commander of the Third Legion, Viscount Benny Wacker, did not sleep.

They had been waiting in their king's tent since Nishizawa Dewen had left in the afternoon.

The wait lasted until late at night.

The first thing Nishizawa Devin did when he returned to his own turf... It's venting!

The anger that had been dormant in his heart for a long time needed to be vented.

Everything in the tent was the object of his venting.

During this time, others, including Prince Ronald, consciously withdrew from the tent.

It took ten minutes for calm to regain in the tent, and then the captain of Nishizawa Dewen's personal army personally led several cronies into the tent.

Half an hour later,

A tired voice came from inside the tent: "Come in." ”

The tent was still brightly lit and furnished as it had been more than half an hour ago, and Nishizawa-Devin was slumped at the top of the conference table, a brand new military map covering the entire table.

Under the leadership of the Prime Minister, everyone found their usual position in an orderly manner.

During this time, not even the sound of footsteps sounded.

When everyone was seated, Cize-Devin leaned back in his chair and looked at the ceiling and said, "Overseer Perryth has put our Third Legion on top, and he promised that as long as the war is won, the whole city of Twak will be ours. "His voice was small, but everyone heard it clearly.

"Your Majesty, according to our intelligence, the armaments in Twak City are sufficient, this is a protracted war of attrition, a strong attack will only cause us heavy losses, we should have retreated half a month ago. "Commander Benny clearly didn't want to take the order.

The Minister of War, Sir Berry, said angrily, "You go and explain it to the orcs?"

Benny's eyes bulged when he heard the Minister of War's words, and he slammed his right hand into a fist on the conference table, opening his mouth to say something, but finally had to snort coldly.

Prime Minister Amofero frowned, his brow aching at the thought of the astronomical amount of logistical supplies needed to feed the 100,000-strong army.

And Prince Ronald lowered his eyelids, apparently struggling with something.

King Nishizawa Devin was still angry, his throbbing eyes bloodshot on both sides, and his gaze surveyed everyone in the room.

Satisfied that his words had put everyone in a state of thought, he straightened up and was about to say something: "Your Majesty..."

"Your Majesty!" Prince Ronald said in a louder voice, "Overseer Pereth is clearly trying to replace us. ”

"It can't be. Sir Brown was upset that he would be interrupted, even if it was a prince, and said, "The orcs have no way to feed their soldiers without our help. ”

"We should see the reality clearly, Your Majesty. Prince Ronald didn't pay any attention to Berry, "The division of the orcs has become a reality, Pereth will definitely not rest assured to keep us by his side, he asked us to be the vanguard army to consume our main force, I believe this is just the beginning!"

When Prime Minister Amofero heard the prince's words, he hurriedly said: "In fact, our finances can support the army for a month at most. He sighed helplessly, "We have no allies, which means that if we don't make changes, we will lose everything in a month." ”

"No! I'm not going to lose everything I have now. Nishizawa Dewen stood up, "We have allies, and the Great Chief of Keran City is our ally!"

"This is a very dangerous decision, Your Majesty!" said the fat on Sir Berry's face shuddered.

"Your Majesty, there is another issue that we have to consider before this time. Prince Ronald looked at his father and said, "Fort Tulbuk... I'm afraid that Crewe's reinforcements will march directly to Fort Tulbuk, after all, the fact that the orcs are divided has spread across the continent... With the current attitude of Overseer Pereth, it only takes a little brain to guess which side he is on, the lord in Crane City is very smart, he is telling the whole continent that he will not support Thurbuk!"

Prince Ronald's words were like a biting cold wind in the cold winter, making everyone present feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave, and a cold and fear that invaded their hearts and spleens instantly enveloped everyone's bodies.