"What?!"

Xia Lan stood up abruptly and said. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Be specific! How the hell did Verrence fall?! ”

After a while, Charan finally understood the answer from the scout's intermittent reports, and he sat back in his chair feebly, his face full of bitterness, while Torlanzman, who stood beside him, froze in place like a gray stone statue.

Last night, the Imperial spies who were secretly lurking in Verlance suddenly launched a riot, and after attracting the attention of a large number of garrison troops, the teleportation circle of the central node was inexplicably out of control, and countless elite armies of the Heather Empire were continuously teleported out, and after a fierce battle all night, the Knights of the Holy Grail were completely wiped out, and Fernantes was killed in battle.

Unbelievable!

Xia Lan was completely incredulous when she heard the news!

Although he had a premonition that the Heather Empire was secretly planning a big conspiracy, who would have thought that the development of things was completely beyond his imagination.

Hold back, and one blow will be fatal.

This quote perfectly illustrates the style of the Heather Empire.

Charan is well aware of the serious consequences of the fall of Verlance, the first of which is that the front-line army will inevitably cause violent turmoil after learning the bad news, and they will basically not escape defeat after cutting off the back road, because the Heather Empire will definitely not let go of this good opportunity to annihilate them. The Imperial army that hastily retreated to the area of Braunschweig-Salus successfully completed the battle plan to lure the enemy deeper, and then it was bound to launch a thunderous counterattack with the Imperial army that captured Verlance.

A series of dazzling schemes, such as hiding from the sky and crossing the sea, fishing in troubled waters, diverting tigers from the mountains, and attacking the east and west, are intertwined to form the current shocking situation, and from the perspective of strategic layout alone, the gap between the Templars and the Heather Empire is simply like a world apart, and it cannot be said to be the same at all.

In addition, the fall of Verlens also meant that the Templars had lost the last barrier of the Gartavian Line, and the Heather Empire's march into the Revealed Hill would never be smoother, and it was only a matter of time before the Templars were in danger.

At this point, he had to sigh at Fernandes' foresight, but if he wanted to save the Templar's predicament and turn the tide, relying on this ragtag army under his command alone was tantamount to a fool's dream. He was not a god, and even in terms of his astonishing military command in the eyes of the world, he was no match for the Heather Empire without Berlant's assistance.

He doesn't overestimate himself, and he doesn't underestimate himself.

Years of foreign conquest have allowed him to accumulate rich combat experience, and he has already practiced a command skill under the influence of Berlant's side, as long as he does not encounter the imperial god Gustav, who is wise and close to the demon, he has the courage to fight against any legion!

"Torlanzman!"

At this time, Xia Lan, who had regained her calm and sanity, forcibly pulled her chief staff back to reality from her distraction.

"Genus... Subordinates are here! ”

Torlanzman, whose face was ashen, said subconsciously.

"Pass my orders! The whole army immediately drew up camp and prepared to march towards the defense line of Lake Saône, and at the same time sent a large number of scouts to the area around Verrance to scout the movements of the Imperial army in as much detail as possible! ”

Xia Lan stood in front of the wide map and said with a solemn expression.

"And what about the various legions at the front? Shall we not send someone to tell them what has happened in Vellance? Torlanzman said blankly.

"From the moment of the fall of Verlance, the legions on the front line are completely finished!" Xia Lan shook her head and sighed.

"Then we can't die without saving our allies!" Torlanzman said with some emotion.

"Do you want to die with them in the front and rear of the Imperial Army?" Xia Lan said coldly: "Every minute of delay now means that our situation has increased a bit of danger, I believe that the Heather Empire will not understand the truth of the speed of soldiers, put yourself in your shoes, you will leave a chance for your prey to breathe?" ”

Tolanzman was silent, saving others or saving oneself, this is a very serious reality.

"I will send someone to inform the military commander in charge of logistics in the three towns of Fermat, ready to meet the retreating legions, and when the situation is urgent, go to the line of defense on Lake Saône to meet us." Xia Lan said in a slow tone.

Psychologically reassured, Torlanzmann no longer dwelled on it, but turned the question to the motives of Charlan's line of defense at Lake Thorne.

"Moving the Thorne defense line is our only choice at present, a year ago, I led the army to defeat the Imperial detachment army lurking in the border forest of Fernanto with bad intentions, completely removing the threat around the Sorne defense line, and the fall of Verlance will not affect the safety there in a short time, as long as we rush to the Lake Saône in advance to garrison, with the geographical advantage, we will be able to contain the imperial offensive, not to mention that there are enough food and grass soldiers there, enough for us to last a year and a half, and wait for the Holy Church to catch its breath, We can then cooperate with the Mountain of Revelation to reverse the situation in front of us! Xia Lan patiently explained.

On the surface, he swore an oath, but in fact he didn't quite believe that the Templars could turn around.

The sudden capture of Verlance by the Heather Empire was too deadly, and the Templar's isolated legions were eliminated, and the Empire, which held the Gartavian Line, would never give the Templars a chance to resurrect. And the intuition in the dark told Xia Lan that perhaps, the Heather Empire still has follow-up means that have not been used!

Depression and despair inevitably grew in his heart, for he could no longer see where his future lay out, and what would he do if the Templar was to be destroyed at the hands of the Heather Empire.

The commander is like this, and the atmosphere of the army that learned of the fall of Verlance is naturally also full of confusion and pessimism, and the low morale can not be re-energized in a few words, and it is a fortunate thing that there is no mutiny, in order to prevent the worst from happening, Xia Lan organized a group of military judges to start a strict purge of discipline in the army, and suppress all voices that affect stability.

He knew that it was impossible to maintain order in the army by relying on power, and he had to lead the army to see hope in order to get out of the current predicament.

At the same time, all of the teleportation circles set up by the Templar in Eldran fell one after another, and all but a few were detonated by the guards, and the rest fell into the hands of the Empire.

"Hey! What a tough hairy boy! ”

The smell of blood was thick in the mountains near the newly built pier near the headland of Monteres, and the cries of fierce fighting were incessant, stepping on the blood-stained ground, kicking away the corpses with severed limbs, a man in black wearing a hideous mask looked at the young knight who died under his sword, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a sneer.

Gradually, the fighting quieted down, and the guards in charge of teleporting the circle died at the hands of a group of mysterious masked men.

"Lord, all the circle guards have been cut off!"

The black-clothed man in the hideous mask waved his hand, waved off his subordinates, and then walked to the platform of the teleportation circle.

"How long does it take to prepare for the teleportation of precise spatial coordinates?"

The man in black, who was suspected of being the leader, snapped his fingers and asked.

"According to the spatial coordinate data sent from the opposite side, it will take about half an hour to complete the preparation for teleportation." A masked man in charge of manipulating the circle.

"Without further ado, let's get started."

After the man in black gave the order, he muttered to himself.

"That guy should be able to stop Augsg for half an hour......"

After a while, the guy he was talking about just now appeared in front of him in a mess, and he was still calling loudly.

"Salon! Hurry up and help! ”

As soon as the words fell, a roar erupted behind him that shook the sky.

"Damn heresy give me death!"

The man in black, who was always paying attention to the situation of the teleportation circle, was not immune to the influence of his mind, he turned his head sideways to look at the subordinates who controlled the circle, and said, "How long is there to prepare for teleportation?" ”

"You're ready!"

"Hehe, he's too late after all."

Suddenly, he was like a sharp arrow shooting at Augsg who was chasing and killing that guy, and the collision and confrontation between the powerhouses of the Law Realm was earth-shattering in an instant, and the entire surrounding mountain was faintly shaking and collapsing.

At this time, the masked man in charge of the control of the magic circle suddenly cheered. "Spatial positioning complete, teleportation ready to begin!"

Bright lights flashed around the circle, and in a moment, an evil and cold aura of death spread out from the circle, sensing the abnormality, Augsg slammed out of his opponent, he looked in the direction of the teleportation circle, and suddenly showed a look of horror on his expressionless face.

"Undead!"

……

……

Xia Lan, who was hastily marching on the defense line of Lake Thorne, would not have known that when all his attention was focused on the movement of the Imperial army, the undead army far west of the Summer Wind Strait had officially landed in Eldran through the teleportation circle, setting off a devastating undead natural disaster!

A few days earlier, through the return of the scouts, the various legions of the Templars on the front line had been counterattacked by the Imperial forces around Braunschweig-Salus, which unexpectedly triggered an avalanche of routs, and the reason for this was as Sharan expected, and the news of the fall of Verlance had a great impact!

The Imperial forces that captured Verlance had stabilized most of the Gartavian Line, pointing their way to the defeated Templar forces and continuing to capture the remnants of the Line, with the Lake of Saône being the main target of the Imperial Army.

"In two days we will be on the line of the Lake Saône! The soldiers are tired from the rapid march these days, and I need you to calm them as much as possible! ”

After encamping, Xia Lan summoned all the officers to a meeting in the tent.

"Your Highness! The situation of the soldiers at the bottom of the army is very bad these days, and the strict discipline of the military judges and the stress caused by the rapid march can cause problems at all times! Therefore, I propose that the army must be rested and at the same time relax the purge of military judges, otherwise we will not be able to guarantee the stability and combat effectiveness of the army at all! ”

An officer stood up with an embarrassed face, and his words were echoed by many officers.

"Alvaru, tell them what you know." Xia Lan looked indifferent and named the officer in charge of scouting intelligence.

"Colleagues!"

Alvaru saluted respectfully to Charan and then faced the crowd.

"According to the recent report of the scouts in charge of reconnoitring the movements of the Imperial Army, a vanguard of the Imperial Army has advanced towards the defense line of the Lake Saône, and will arrive at the latest in three days."

"Now, do you think we should stop and recuperate?"

After Alvaru finished speaking, Xia Lan glanced at the officers in front of him and tapped lightly on the table in front of him.