That's because the soldiers below think that the strength of the enemy makes us retreat, which will lead to a decline in morale, and the people's hearts are not aligned. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info Yorde, you should take a good look at the books written by adults. Cuoy's explanation made the melon-eating crowd even more puzzled...... Morale? What is that?

In contrast, Yorde is more likely to understand that they have now chosen this path and have to move forward......

"My lord......" Kuy wanted to say something, but was stopped by Wei Xu.

"I see...... If they want to play like this, let them play! It was planned to continue ......"

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The watchtower east of the town of Phocles.

"Tsk, Nanya, I didn't expect you to be so smart on the battlefield to make ......" Sidgail looked at Nanya beside him with satisfaction.

"Your Excellency has won the award, this is all your credit...... Nanya lowered her head, and a trace of humiliation flashed in her eyes.

"Hehe, directly take advantage of the night and divide into several teams to outflank Wei Xu's reinforcements! In that case, I'd like to see what else he can do to resist the vampire army after we have regained the lost ground! ”

"Your Excellency!" Sidgail was smug when a scout approached.

"Say"

"The army of the second half-moon is less than half a day's way away from Vercres, and we are about a day's way away...... scout 1510 replied.

"Good! Wei Xu, Wei Xu, it seems that you are just a little kid! Pass my orders! Tonight, the squads will bypass them from the back as originally planned! Sidgail's tone was full of excitement.

"Yes, my lord!" The scout bowed respectfully, then slowly stepped back......

At night, dark clouds cover the moon, and the cool autumn wind brings the cold into the cracks of people's bones.

"Huh......" The soldier guarding Phocles sighed in his hand and rubbed it vigorously. Although the vampire's physique gave him a lot of ice resistance, he still couldn't help but make this kind of action that a normal person would have in the face of this weather.

"What's wrong? Don't tell me you're cold. The vampire who was on duty next to him quipped.

"Hmm...... It's just a little bit of a nostalgic feeling. The soldier said, rubbing his hand on his face again.

"Whoosh!" Just as he put his hand on his face, he felt a strong wind hit his face. The next moment, I only felt a pain in my eyes, and I felt something sharp pierce in, and then I lost my intuition......

"Enemy attack!" The terrible cry pierced the night, startling the ravens in the trees beside them, quacking and flying in the branches, and I don't know who they were singing an elegy for......

Faucreis's original facilities have changed a lot, most notably the simple shacks that line up behind him. This terrible sound woke up countless people in their sleep, and they opened their eyes wide one by one, trying to suppress their voices, and squeezed into the most corner of the corner.

A dark cloud covered the sky of Phocles at some point, and in the shouts of killing, bean-sized raindrops fell, adding a bit of slaughter to the battle.

The defenders of Phocles were only eight hundred, and they were originally to block the men left behind in the front of the Half Moon Leader. According to Sidgail's prediction, after they surrounded the army of the Half Moon Leader, they would definitely panic and run forward. And in this case, the 800 garrison of Phocles will deal a blow to these deserters.

The abacus is well played...... It's a pity that Wei Xu didn't follow his plan, and when the dozens of squads of West Degail had just outflanked from the woods on both sides, Wei Xu's troops quietly appeared outside the walls of the town of Phocles.

Without any preparation, without any warning, the originally scattered guards did not organize the slightest effective resistance before the Half Moon Leader army led by Robben attacked the gate......

"What's going on out there?" In the shack, a woman with deep-set eyes and protruding cheekbones finally couldn't hold back the question in her heart, and asked softly, the long-term lack of blood supply made her completely unable to see anything at night.

"Don't make noise! Do you want to die? An old man's voice scolded the woman who spoke fiercely, although it sounded fierce, but it was also lacking in energy, and she looked like she was about to die.

"Mom, woo......" A little girl's voice had just spoken, and his mother's hand covered her mouth fiercely.

The dungeon of Phocles.

"Enemy attack, a few of you come over to me, just leave one. Saji-sama has issued a summoning order! A voice from above called out all the soldiers guarding the dungeon, leaving only one person inside to watch the group of prisoners.

He said that he was a prisoner, but in fact he was just a "diehard" who resolutely refused to obey West German Gale after being infected. Not all Nords would want to be vampires, they still have their own beliefs and the pride of being a Nord.

"Hey! Brother, come and give me a drink. A middle-aged Nord man with ears sharper than an elf, and the fangs in his mouth were already sticking out a few centimeters long, said to the guards outside with a smile from the prison door.

This is obviously a change in appearance that only vampires who have been hungry for a long time have, and there are three stages. The first stage is the appearance of a normal person, and if you don't look closely, you can't see anything abnormal; In the second stage, the eyes turn red, and the fangs are longer than the teeth of ordinary people. In the third stage, the ears become sharp and the fangs are exposed...... It's all like this, and he's still sober, and this blacksmith is also a very strong-willed person.

"Tsk, Lord the Blacksmith. Lao Tzu only has blood here, do you want it? The guard opened the water bag around his waist, and a thick stream of blood rushed out of it.

"Ah......h Yes, yes, ......"

"Haha, I want it, I'll give it to you." This blacksmith had a good reputation in Phocles before, so this guard was not very defensive against him.

As the guard approached the door, the longing look on Lorde's face suddenly retracted. His thick arms strangled the vampire guard's neck, and the other reached into the guard's waist, drew his sword, and plunged it into the guard's abdomen.

"Heh......" The guard struggled weakly, and there were bursts of unknown sounds coming from his throat, which was strangled by death.

The vampire's physique is very weird, and the hungrier he gets, the stronger his strength becomes, and the more easily his emotions get out of control. So at this time, a blacksmith who had been hungry for more than ten days and was so hungry that he was deformed could easily get a guard.

"Betrayer! The soul can never be reborn! Lord frantically stabbed his sword into the guard's stomach again and again, and his face became more and more hideous when matched with his third-stage vampire appearance...... (To be continued.) )