Very few of us can do great things, but everyone can do ordinary things with noble love.

- Mother Teresa (world-renowned Catholic charity worker, founder of the Missionary Society of Charity)

"Teacher, the 5,000 soldiers of our army who attacked the rebel wall are already less than 3,000. François, the commander of the Western Route Army of the counterinsurgency army, suggested to Gregory: "Do you want the 20,000 main forces behind to rush forward and replace the remnants of the vanguard?"

"François, there are no masters and apprentices in the army, only superiors and subordinates. Gregory, who swept François with a cold eye, asked him with dissatisfaction: "Tell me, what is the mission of the five thousand vanguard soldiers?

François, who was in a daze, quickly straightened his waist and replied loudly: "General Qiyu, the task of the five thousand vanguard soldiers is to test the outer wall of the rebel camp to defend the void, and they have not yet completed the task!"

"If they didn't complete their mission, then why should we remove them?" Gregory asked rhetorically, "As the soldiers of our Luxi tribe, we can't even test the rebel defense on the outer wall, so what's the use of keeping them?"

"General, behind this rebel army is the secret support of external forces, and it is reasonable that the five thousand second-line soldiers we sent cannot defeat them; if we send the main army to attack, we will definitely be able to defeat the rebels on this outer wall in one fell swoop!"

"Really?" Gregory, who was smiling angrily, said with a chill: "If you insist on thinking so, then I will give you a chance! You will lead 20,000 main forces to attack this outer wall immediately, and if you can't defeat the rebels before sunset, you will see you!"

François had the belligerent blood of barbarian warriors in his bones, and he could not stand the contempt of his teacher, so he made a military order on the spot: "General, the last general is willing to use his warrior honor as a guarantee, and he will lead the army to defeat the rebels and capture this outer wall before sunset!"

"I ......" Gregory, who hated iron and steel, raised his horsewhip in anger, but when he thought of the tens of thousands of his own soldiers lined up behind him and François, he did not whip his whip at François as before.

After a long time, Gregory, who had no choice but to put down his horsewhip, said: "François, you have been with me for ten years, haven't you?"

François, who didn't know why, didn't think much about it and just said respectfully: "General, I have been following you for twelve and a half years. ”

"In a blink of an eye, have you been twelve and a half years?" Gregory, who was slightly stunned, then sighed and said, "But why are you still so impulsive after twelve and a half years?

Seeing the look of shame on François's face, Gregory, who was unwilling to attack his beloved disciple too much, said earnestly: "François, you have to remember your identity; you are no longer a young and vigorous aristocratic warrior, but a commander of tens of thousands of warriors!"

"The honor of a soldier is important, but can it be as important as the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers? As the commander of a large army, what you need to do is not to personally lead the army to rush to the enemy's wall, but to command the soldiers under your command to achieve the greatest results at the minimum cost!"

"Teacher......" François, whose face was even more ashamed, wanted to say something, but did not know how to speak.

The battle at the western wall of Camp Kirkwall did not stop because of the conversation between Gregory and François, and the aggressive rebels defending the wall completely crushed the siege soldiers, who numbered less than 3,000, to the edge of the wall.

If this trend continues, after a maximum of an hour or so of fighting, the vanguard of the counterinsurgency army attacking the wall will be driven off the wooden wall or annihilated on the top of the wall under the continuous compression of the rebels defending the wall.

As Gregory said, as a military commander, what Natsukawa Heigong needed to do was to command the army to defend the wooden wall, rather than go into battle like a soldier.

Suddenly, a ninja dressed in the armor of a barbarian warrior came to Natsukawa Pinggong with a team of elite warriors and conveyed to him Yamashita Yoki's order: "General, the commander tells you to clear the enemy army at the head of the wall as soon as possible, and in half an hour at the latest, the shouting operation will begin." ”

"Well, you go back and tell the Commander, it will only take fifteen minutes at most, and there won't be a single enemy at the head of the camp wall!"

"No!" the ninja turned and left.

As soon as Yamashita Yoki's herald left, Xia Chuan Heigong divided the 10,000 soldiers who had not yet entered the battle into two, 5,000 to reinforce the defenders on the west wall, and 5,000 to reinforce the defenders on the east wall, striving to complete the elimination of the enemy forces on the wall in the shortest possible time.

The number of more than 13,000 defenders at the head of the wall has dropped to more than 2,000 enemy troops; the ratio of forces to six to one has allowed the vanguard of the counterinsurgency army, which has not retreated to fight to the death, to quickly annihilate on the east and west walls, leaving no chance for Gregory and the others to react.

Here, Xia Chuan Heigong had just commanded the army to clear the invading enemy at the head of the wall, and the enemy troops who were waiting outside the camp launched another attack, and the families of the southern soldiers arranged by Yamashita Yoki came to the wall one after another, and began to shout with a loud horn with tears in their eyes.

"Le Drian, I am your mother Gulal, your father and wife have been killed by the thugs from the north, and your children have lost their mothers, come back quickly, and don't let them lose their fathers again!"

"Damanan, I am your eldest brother Radkoya! Our father and mother died tragically under the butcher's knife of those northern invaders, how can you serve the butchers of the north, are you worthy of our parents who were brutally killed?"

"Ferran, I'm you......"

......

The bloody and tearful accusations of thousands of southern fighters' families on the west wall of the camp quickly plunged the originally peaceful counterinsurgency army into chaos, and no matter how much Gregory and François tried to suppress them, it was difficult to calm down the southern fighters who were carried away by anger.

Think about it, how can an impulsive and belligerent barbarian warrior control his anger after hearing the grief and cries of his mother, eldest brother, wife, children, and others, and the uncontrollable anger needs to be vented by killing!

The 30,000 southern warriors who were in each other's robes with the northern warriors one second raised their weapons to their former robes with hideous faces the next second; the northern warriors, who were unwilling to be captured, raised their weapons without hesitation and launched a counterattack against the southern warriors.

In the Western Route Army, which had a larger number of southern warriors, even with the personal command of Gregory and François, the insufficient northern warriors could only retreat north in a posture of fighting and retreating.

After about half an hour of what could barely be regarded as a fratricidal battle, the red-eyed southern warriors did not pursue the retreating northern warriors, but followed the outer wall of the camp from west to east towards the eastern route army of the counterinsurgency army.

In the eyes of these southern fighters, the tens of thousands of northern soldiers of the Eastern Route Army were the culprits who killed their families, and avenging their dead family members was the only thought in the minds of every southern soldier who fell into madness!