The beautiful piece of letter was there, on the renovated oak table of the Royal Palace of Garcia.

You don't have to think about it to know that the above is the order "never allow another step back". In order to play its proper role, the signature of the superintendent and the superintendent's seal are also attached.

Lucha sat expressionlessly on the front seat in front of the fire, watching the next group of generals and strategists exchange heads and ears while staring at each other. As for the head-to-ear content? Although Lucha's brain capacity is a little smaller, he can use the dead skin on his feet to imagine what these defeated generals like him are thinking and saying.

The lone army of the Northern Route Army that broke through to the south was completely wiped out, and there were only a few flying dragons and riders who ran out of the meat grinder at the ferry-pass, and they threw away their armor in a panic, and shouted that forty or fifty people blocked the stupid words of tens of thousands of people of the Northern Route Army. These deserters, who arrived in batches, were gagged cotton in a panic by the commanders at all levels, lest they hear more words that they should not hear, and then blindfolded and tied up and sent to Garcia, where Rucha was...... The scout who landed first said so much that he almost didn't turn the sergeants who greeted him into deserters. Since then, all the defeated soldiers who have landed have enjoyed a full service plus free transportation.

If it's a person talking nonsense, it's understandable. Ten people belong to different units and talk nonsense together? This is obviously unlikely, and the details are all strikingly similar, and they still show no sign of making up lies after using magic hypnosis.

They had experienced the battle of the river valley, and the deserters who had been greased on the soles of their feet in the two-point battle, and were quickly returned to Hilzi by Rucha. The reason is simple, he simply can't imagine what their description is all about. The current Western Expeditionary Army is like being beaten with a number of unknown sticks, and it is impossible to determine what the sticks look like or what the wounds are. The tens of thousands of people in the vanguard army were silent as if they had fallen into a portal, and not even a single hair or feather flew out.

On the contrary, most of the withdrawn troops returned to Garcia almost completely with their tails. The war was fought so strangely that the enemy's line of defense devoured all the soldiers of the Two Moons who had been invested, and there was no rout, let alone victory. All the soldiers who put the enemy in sight paid for the value of the ticket with their lives.

Fortunately, during the general retreat, neither the south, nor the three central route armies pursued the enemy across the western border. A magician's diary wrote:

"I can see these demons looking at us from the mountain pass with their blood scythes, yes, there they are! Roar at us who escaped! …… They are like demons born in the soil of the Westlands border, and the blood pact with Doniva prevents them from leaving the border even a single step. O god of the two moons! Bless me! I don't want to see these demons again, even once! ……”

However, as with the morale of the diary and the actual Western Expeditionary Army, the news that the enemy had completely annihilated all the attacking troops, despite not encountering the enemy head-on, still caused great psychological stress on the soldiers and commanders. This should be replaced by the Elta army, a rout of the main army, and a long time ago scattered as birds and beasts and went home to farm.

As for Ofe Mondridge's orders, it should be considered very lenient from Rucha's point of view. Maintain a defensive position in the western border area, at least to ensure this year's harvest of magic powder. If you can't do it, you have to hold the Garcia line, and if you hold the former capital governor, you can occupy the minimum bottom line in the attack of the forces under the temple, and then claim that "we still have a firm control of Elta". If Garcia is not guaranteed, then it is indeed not the director of the Western Expeditionary Army, Euffie Mondridge, who can reprimand Rucha, nor can he reprimand.

At this time, the scene of the Red Dragon Country more than 200 years ago will be repeated. At that time, both parties will be bleeding, and will the trouble of the red dragon and the trouble of Elta become two ghosts that will continue to shake the foundation of the Church of the Two Moons? Thinking that it may be left behind for 10,000 years, and that after the execution, he will have to leave his name in the Hall of Shame for future generations to "pay respects", Lucha can't help but shudder from top to bottom.

However, after a few days of retreat to Garcia, the enemy forces on the border did not move. Peace is good - this is the first time in the life of Rong Ma that Rucha thought so. The people under the seat were still alive to sit there and talk about fear, about cowardice. This is the best gift for them and for Rucha, who leads them. Watching them fall into the black hole of the enemy's defense line one by one is too cold-blooded and too cruel.

However, Lu Cha thought about it carefully, the requirements of the upper echelons of the Double Moon Church for this expedition were only to stabilize the supply of magic powder. As for the visitors from the other world, if everyone thinks they don't see it, will the gods on the throne see it? Thinking of this, Lucha's heart jumped inadvertently. It's a pity that there will be a lot of people in the military and in this case who will cry out for the loss of power and humiliation of the country, and then stab the inside story to the living gods on the throne, and Doniva, who is already the rightful heir of Elta, will definitely not accept the proposal to split the country, especially if there is no access to the sea. In time he will be able to unify Elta, and he has the strength......

The inspiration and excitement that had just flashed together were quickly thrown into the garbage heap by Rucha. Let's get back to reality. At the solemn oak table, the commanders of the major warbands, including Naio, who was already pregnant, were seated, but all of them had mixed expressions. The most disgraced is the general of the Northern Route Army, Youerde, who has no soldiers under his command, and was directly cut to the head of the temporary war group by Lu Cha, and the North Road can only hold the natural danger so far, and there is no possibility of attacking. At this time, he was rolling his paper cigarette with his head down, and he did not dare to talk to any of his peers. Forget about the tiger falling in Pingyang, don't drop the price yourself to roll mud with the dog.

Seeing that the momentum of the exchange of heads and ears began to weaken, Lu Cha, who was still complicated in his heart, knocked on the table and signaled everyone to be quiet. There was silence for a moment, except for the sound of Yourde's uninformed cigarettes.

"What does the director mean?" Lucha picked up the letter and showed the side with the words to everyone. "We have no way back. Your soldiers are, and so do I. ”

Rucha's worried uproar and exclamation did not appear, and it seemed that they still understood the current situation.

"All the ministries should stick to the city according to the pass, and they should not leave without an order." Rucha directly started the topic, "Based on the experience of marching troops. Once there is a change, it will be too late to send scouts or even dragons and messengers. If a stronghold changes, the defenders must hold out to the end, and at the same time light a cigarette. Lu Cha was very helpless when he said this, burning smoke, a warning method that lacks magicians, should be kept in mind by the Shuangyue Western Expeditionary Army today. If it were a normal army, the messengers of the Church of the Two Moons would be able to reach their destination with the enemy's intelligence and details of their request for help. However, now that Cielta's forces have shown great strength in terms of intelligence cover-up, why does Rucha still not know the true strength of the new army? Regardless of the fact that if he really knew that he could have run faster than Hong Kong reporter Zhang Baohua with oil on the soles of his feet, in fact, he had no way of knowing.

I don't know, it doesn't matter, the new army's diamond hard bone The Western Expeditionary Army must gnaw on it, even if the teeth are broken all over the ground, they have to bite it down vigorously. Rucha had no choice but to regain the ground and let the friendly forces near the gap hold the enemy first. "Except for the remnants of the North Road, which was presided over by General Youerde to defend the camp, the other locations were garrisoned by lots of mixed formation and scattered battle regiments." Rucha paused, saw that the generals around him had no opinions, and continued to speak.

"Naio's warband and task force mage detachment are based in Garcia and are responsible for the defense of the capital and the support of various departments......"

At this point, Rucha made Naio seem a little unnatural at first. Some of the officers at the table even had some commotion. "Why...... Why can she be stationed in the imperial capital? Is it just because he's the director's wife? That lustful carrot? "Someone is already grinning and slapping the table. Hearing this, even Naio's face changed. It's not to blame those war leaders, it doesn't matter if their troops are divided and stationed in various places, why can Naio be left alone?

"Shut up!" Before the pregnant woman could change her face, Rucha, who heard the conversation above, had her face deformed, and she was close to going berserk. "Pregnant and still sticking to the front line, who of you here has the courage? Will the glory of being a soldier of the Church of the Two Moons be completely destroyed in your hands? "It may seem funny that the belly and the hand hammering the table shake together, but the majesty of the master is not diminished in the slightest." If anyone has the slightest opinion on this arrangement, I ask him to personally go to Hirzi and the director of the Western Expedition to raise it! If you can't show a little merit to the enemy, you grin at the weak woman who went to the battlefield? Is this a warrior, a man, a believer who has been taught by the God of this world? ”

Although the officers who had just put forward their opinions were about to refute with their mouths open, they were obviously blocked and could not say a word. Whether it is in emotion and reason, or in power and law, they all have an absolute disadvantage. Look at Naio with a red face, and then look at Rucha who is still gasping according to the oak tabletop, anyone with a little common sense knows that it is better not to die at this moment.

"The few people who just spoke, you don't need to draw lots." Rucha straightened his breathing and gave a decision to deal with it. "The few strongholds closest to the banks and valleys of the river will be discussed by you and take care of each other. If you fail, the enemy will ask you questions. The general's tone had slowed down, but his words were still sharp.

"The subordinates understand...... "A few officers who knew that they were in the wrong had no choice but to take the steps that stretched over, committed themselves down, stood up and saluted, and turned their heads out of the cafeteria. The seat was suddenly clear, only Yourd was still smoking a cigarette and smiling secretly. After the defeat, you still dare to move Rucha's reverse scales? I really don't know how thick the sky is.