It can't go on like this.

After confirming that the second group of search team members were missing, the commander of the garrison regiment of the Northeast Fortress finally realized that his bad premonition had now come true. He scolded the scouts who brought him bad news, the enemies who made bad news for him, the superiors who didn't help him, and the subordinates who didn't give him peace of mind. But he scolded himself the most.

Why did I guess that this kind of bird thing would happen, and I still had to be lucky? Why did you send fifty men instead of one hundred or two hundred men to find out the enemy's situation? Why did you have already planted a heel, and if you didn't make up for it, you have to give them a head again?

If the problem can be solved by scolding, then he doesn't have to be a regiment leader. So life has to go on, and reality has to be faced. He mustered up his spirits and gathered the remaining eight captains in the fortress to discuss countermeasures.

"As you all know, we've lost two teams in quick succession in the last five days." The regimental commander tried to speak with a normal heart, but was not very successful.

The garrison had encountered a much more formidable enemy than they had ever encountered, and that was the only thing they knew at the moment. The answers to these questions are not known to them how strong the enemy really is, where it is now, and what it wants to do next.

What's worse is that they don't know what they have to do to know what they want to know.

"Two teams, more than a hundred brothers, just disappeared silently." The head of the regiment paused at this point, he glanced at the faces of his subordinates one by one, "Let's talk about it, how many tails do you think the woman will leave this time?" ”

The statistics of the results of the battle of the Divine Sense have been conveyed to them by the main city, and the losses of the women this time are equally heavy, so it stands to reason that they should not have a tail, and even if they do, it will not be too much. Since they can eat one team at a time, there must be more than 100 people left. As for the upper limit, everyone felt that it was unlikely to exceed 10% of the woman's existing strength.

"It should be around five hundred." This figure was endorsed by the majority of attendees.

"If that's the case, then the scale of this infiltration is one to two times that of the past, and it is not something that one of our garrison regiments can deal with."

"So what should we do?" The issues that were of greatest concern to all were raised.

The head of the regiment made two suggestions. First, the captains must work together to prove that the scale of the enemy's infiltration is unprecedented. Expedited news to the main city and other forts for reinforcements. Second, gather the forces of the various strongholds in the area under the jurisdiction of the fortress and prepare for a defensive battle.

"Now there are five or six hundred brothers guarding the various strongholds, and the sum of these four hundred people on hand is enough to deal with the tail that has penetrated this time. Whether it's offensive or defensive, we're going to get the initiative. ”

The first point, which was adopted without objection. The second point is that everyone is unanimous.

"The defenders of each stronghold have a maximum of fifty people, and they are rashly transferred without answering, and they are easy to be broken by each one."

"So what do you mean? Let them guard their own acres and threes of land without moving like a mountain? ”

"Why not? The stronghold still has a three-meter-high wall to defend, they are few and have poor combat effectiveness, and there is only one way to die when they meet a woman in the wild. ”

"More than a dozen strongholds are transferred at the same time, and the worst case scenario is only half intercepted by women, and we can still get nearly three hundred people to replenish, which is worth the risk."

"Then it's better to send the main force of the fortress to meet them one by one, so it's safer."

"What about the fortress? What if a woman takes advantage of the weakness to attack? ”

"A fortress is stronger than a stronghold, and a hundred men are enough to guard it."

"What about the slaves in the strongholds? There are also five or six hundred of them, and keeping them is a big hidden danger, so it is better to solve it as soon as possible. ”

"Don't even think about it, we must keep them, this is the high priest's instructions. He was going to exchange them for prisoners, and that was not negotiable. ”

"Can't we wait for reinforcements from the main city to come?"

"Don't forget that we don't have a coach now, and without a coach, there will be no one to organize reinforcements for us, and when the new coach is elected, the peace period will be over!"

"What about asking for help from other fortresses?"

"It's all at the same level, it all depends on people's moods."

"Well, it may not be a way to hold out until the end of the peace period, and when we come out of the next battle of divine will, let other women go dog-eat-dog with them."

"What if they don't bite? It is not at all unlikely that we will join forces against us, and then in the next period of peace, we will have to clear the tail from two women's countries, and there are more than five hundred people. ”

"Besides, you have to have the consent of the Lord God for that idea, and what if it is not approved by the old man? What if it forces us to fight in the field? If we dare not comply, all the points of everyone will be lost after being punished by a god. ”

"It's better than dying, right?"

"I knew you kid was a coward."

"What do you say? There is a kind of you say again!! ”

"Shut up!" Seeing that the discussion was showing signs of developing into a fight, the regiment commander shouted loudly. He pressed his temple and called the adjutant, "When was the last time we had contact with the stronghold below?" ”

"Commander, all the strongholds have sent messengers to the fortress at noon time to deliver their reports today, as usual, and there is no absence."

That is to say, the woman has not launched an attack on the man's stronghold before this morning, which is good. "What about the messengers of the main city?"

"They haven't arrived yet, Commander, they're about three hours late."

It's not good, "Got it, you go down first."

The regimental commander took a deep breath and stood up from the ground. The crowd stood and held their breath.

"I decided. Early tomorrow morning, with the exception of the eighth and ninth teams, I will lead the rest of the teams to bring all the brothers and slaves from the strongholds to the fortress. Once everyone is assembled, we'll send scouts to search for the enemy and fight them to the death. There is no hope on the main city, and we can only rely on ourselves. Do you understand? ”

"Understood!" The crowd responded in unison.

After the meeting was adjourned, the head of the regiment came to the fortress square. Except for those who had not yet recovered from mental stimulation, the rest of the rout had already left, and the square seemed much empty. Some members of the garrison were in full swing to organize training, and he saw that the recruits were fighting fiercely with wooden sticks, the priests on the side were dozing, and the single-rank samurai who acted as instructors gave loud instructions from time to time, reminding the rookies how to attack and how to defend.

But apart from himself, the regimental commander did not see a single second-order samurai here. There are too few Awakened in the fortress.

Most of the garrison regiment is composed of new recruits, and after they come to Fang Kingdom, they must first send the fortress to train for a month before they can be qualified to participate in the battle of divine will. The single-order and a small number of two-order people adopt a rotation system, taking the regiment commander as an example, he will be transferred back to the field regiment in another half a year and continue to charge.

He himself didn't mind returning to the Divine Sense battlefield, and even looked forward to it, after all, you can't earn points by staying safely in the fortress.

The regimental commander bowed his head and thought about his thoughts, and walked along until a single-rank samurai with a big tongue came up to him and blocked his way.

"Commander, good afternoon, you have something to do with me, huh? Something you speak, speak. ”

He looked up and found himself in the place where the woman was being held. In the past, after the boundary wall was raised, the prisoners contained in the fortress would be handed over by a special person sent by the main city. But this time, except for the sporadic ones like Momo, most of them were left in his hands. Except for his own fun-seeking subordinates, no one cares.

"Ah, I'll just take a look, see, you're busy with yours."

"Yes, yes," the samurai nodded, "I'm going to get busy, whatever, whatever." "He walked away.

The regiment commander was unhappy and decided to find an opportunity to stumble on the big tongue in the future. He looked at the rows of wooden cages, and unsurprisingly picked up faces that were either cold or hateful.

However, one of the faces caught his attention, a woman with a coffee complexion, and he realized that something was wrong with her eyes. The head of the regiment used the ability to read minds, and immediately felt the ridicule of the other party, mocking the men in this fortress, and he didn't know that the end was coming.

'Soon you will all be our slaves,' said the woman in her heart, 'and we will conquer you and take possession of all that you have, and you will pay for what has been done to us.'" Enjoy your last free time before the gates of the fortress open for my sisters, Bugs. ’

The group leader was startled and was about to call someone, but a wave of dizziness suddenly hit, he shook his body and fell to the ground.

A moment later, the regimental commander woke up.

Strange, why am I lying here? He shook his head and got up to pat the dust off his body. I must be so tired.

The head of the regiment looked at the wooden cage, and once again reaped contempt and hatred.

"It's such a shady place." With that, he turned to leave.