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Just before Shogishi and the others set off, there was already a commotion outside. The Order is attacking on the front.

"As I thought, they will intensify their offensive on the front. But that's not the point, the point is to cover that surprise squad. And we have to take out their lair more directly and ferociously than a surprise attack! Act according to the plan, concentrate, this is none of our business. "They flew straight to the opposite side.

The battle began, and the fight was a fierce battle for several hours. Wolman was depressed, after the Order stepped up its attack. He immediately led his headquarters through the city to the frontal defensive position, but was blocked by a detachment of the Secret Society's advance team on the way. In the face of the influx of enemy troops, Wolman's men fired incessantly, bullets flying over their heads. It was the only Secret Order force that broke through the defenses and attacked.

There was chaos everywhere on the outskirts of the city, because Wolman had consciously blocked the road, and the armed members of the Secret Society could not pass through the road, and they were afraid that they would be eliminated again after delaying too much, the commanders of these Secret Orders immediately led their troops to take a detour to the east. The sound of explosions was everywhere on the outskirts of Naryi, the neighing of horses, the shouting of wounded soldiers, and the chaos to the extreme.

Due to the fierce offensive of the Secret Society, it was completely an onslaught regardless of casualties. Wollman's frontal line of defense is losing little by little. Due to the large number of wounded soldiers abandoned by the various units, the wounded soldiers who could barely move also withdrew to the city with sticks, wailing and scolding as they went.

Since most of the troops in the city retreated along the road from the outskirts of the city to the city, the left and right roads had been blocked by Wolman in advance, and only the middle road was passable. The soldiers scrambled to be the first, did not give in to each other, there were many people, the door was narrow, extremely crowded, and even some of the routs were squeezed down and trampled to death, and there was chaos everywhere.

The situation in the outskirts was even more chaotic, and the various units had lost their grip and were fighting to withdraw. And the Order's forces are still approaching frantically.

Sitting alone in the dim light, General Wolman had extremely mixed feelings. Although there was already a pot of porridge outside, no one under his command was willing to run outside to deal with the panic, and the cold ruin-like bunker was filled with an oppressive smell. There is no heating, not even enough electricity. The only reserve power must be used for this communication.

But compared to these, the bad situation of the war worries the old warlord Wolman. The lights dimmed again, and the staff officers of the War Department outside let out a series of whining curses. It's been almost two hours since the Order launched its offensive so far.

In these two hours, the defenders arranged by Wolman on the southern and southeastern three lines were crushed again and again, almost unformed, and the defensive positions were broken through in many places. In comparison, only the fighting troops on the eastern front were better, and at least the guards there were able to withstand the Order's onslaught. Wollman knew in his heart that if that place was breached, the entire outer defense of the entire city of Naryi would be completely destroyed.

The defensive line on the outskirts of the city is already terrible. Wollman's defenders suffered heavy losses under the Order's assault. As soon as the order to retreat was given, all the defenses collapsed, and several officers and their troops hurried back into the city in the night. Although at this time, the troops on the outskirts of the outskirts that had lost their unified command were not so chaotic that they were immediately defeated, they were not far from a complete rout.

In particular, when the news spread that the Secret Order had begun to send reinforcements below, the defending units in the outer suburbs had almost lost the will to fight. Both officers and soldiers threw away their weapons and fled into the city, and the Order's offensive only deepened the fear of the routers.

Even if he wasn't on the battlefield, Wollman knew what was going to happen next. The first line of defense on the outskirts of the southeast side only resisted for less than one hour, and because of heavy casualties, it lost its main defensive position and was forced to retreat and move to the second line. The troops were completely demoralized and became lambs to the slaughter. From the south side, the southeast side, and further north, there was a retreating flood everywhere.

Without the pressure of the officers, without the reprimands of the commanders, whether it is a soldier or a junior officer, everyone only thinks of one thing: that is, to escape, and the farther away the better. The left flank lost cover, the garrison on the right flank fled, and the troops that were once in a struggle with the Secret Order on the east flank had to withdraw from their positions, which further increased the scale of the rout.

Under the pursuit of the Secret Society, the path of retreat has become a road of death. Of Wolman's more than 500 people, it is estimated that less than 200 can still fight.

When he closed his eyes, he seemed to be able to see the wreckage of the cars blocking the road, the charred corpses all over the place, the guns and ammunition that were discarded everywhere, the abandoned vehicles and supplies. Thinking about these generals, General Wolman could no longer hide the despair on his face. In contrast, the retreat order he gave was not carried out to the letter, and the retreat was extremely chaotic.

The current situation of war, especially after the order to retreat, brought only despair to Wolman's forces, and no one still had expectations for this battle, not even Wolman himself, as the supreme commander. There was also chaos in his headquarters now, and the staff officers had begun to routinely evacuate, and there was that tense and anxious atmosphere in the air.

Wolman shook his head helplessly, the headquarters at this time was no longer a combat hub, no one here still had faith in the future, there was only complete despair, a kind of despair before death. The internal turmoil in the headquarters became a pot of porridge, and the nervous-looking staff were arguing over the evacuation route.

Wollman looked at the busy officers with a grim face. Due to the rapid offensive of the Order's forces, the combat units were beaten into disarray, and the front-line troops on the southern river beach had already entered the outskirts of the city, and his headquarters had to be evacuated urgently.

"General, it's time to go!" a staff officer walked over and whispered to the silent Wollman, "The withdrawal of the troops is almost complete! Please transfer the command position immediately!" Wollman sighed, shook his head with a wry smile, and walked out of the messy basement headquarters. The light of the fire outside was so brilliant that he could barely open his eyes.

"Is that the end of it?" Wollman stopped in the doorway, turned sharply, and yelled, "We're not done yet. Although we have lost the outskirts, we can retreat to the southwest. As long as we hold on for another two to three days. Everything will turn around!"

"General. The staff officer whispered, "But the morale of our troops is too low. Even if they retreat into the southwest city, we don't know if they will be able to hold out for another three or four days. ”