readx;?“ General Duncan, what the hell are you doing? You actually gave such an order!" Phyllis rushed into the emergency command and asked the white-haired old man sitting at the top of the seat, "There are children of the upper nobles in there, and any death of any one could cause great trouble, how can you give the order for the ballista to attack indiscriminately? This is simply, this is simply "

Phyllis couldn't go on any more. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 InfoAs an advisor to the army, this was the first time he had barked at his boss in person.

"Could it be that in the current situation of the Demon Tide, we still have to tie our hands and feet for a few gentlemen?" the aged General Duncan roared in a volume that was not his age. At this moment, he looked at his advisor with deep disappointment. In his opinion, Phyllis is indeed better than many people, but after all, he was born in a peaceful era, and he is used to the game of compromise between the aristocracy, and for a while he cannot distinguish between the war of survival and the game of thrones.

"But General, now the Earl of Darle and his wife are waiting outside, expecting to see you. Phyllis frowned and said, "Do you want me to tell them that their son-in-law may have died from the rain of arrows just now?"

"Oh, O High Lord!" the old man touched his forehead weakly, and raised his voice to emphasise, "What do they want to do? I'm not here to have tea and chat with them!"

"Because of you, a communications soldier is waiting outside the door right now!" he pointed to Phyllis and then to the door, "Maybe he has an extremely important message to pass on to me, and because of you, the Northern Regions will miss an important military information!"

"I don't care what you do. He gasped, and then shouted, "Now, let the Earl of Dalle and his lady take refuge at once!"

"But," Phyllis hesitated.

"But what? what exactly do they want?" the old man became more and more impatient. He is nearly 90 years old this year and has been a general for more than 30 years. I only know that military orders are like mountains, where can I get used to hearing such shirks. After all, the generation of the Northern Regions has been stable for too long, and in the past, the people who questioned at this time would have their heads hung on the city walls.

"Their son-in-law serves in the Outside Circle Exploration Team. He happened to be on duty today. Speaking of this, Phyllis was also a little speechless, because even he knew that the other party's request was simply insane: "They hope to open the city gate temporarily, so that their son-in-law can be let in before the demon tide comes." ”

"Hiss" Sure enough, everyone in the command room gasped when they heard this, and even General Duncan, who was used to seeing the absurdity of the aristocracy, couldn't help but be stunned.

"Crazy" After a moment, the old man shook his head and muttered, "It's crazy"

"Yes, women will be crazy because of children, and men will be crazy because of women. Phyllis gave a bitter expression: "They're really crazy. ”

"You know my answer, take them away. General Duncan said in an unprecedented low tone, "Also, let the communications soldiers outside the door in." ”

"Yes" Phyllis bowed his head helplessly and withdrew. And when he walked out for a long time, a soldier ran in in a hurry: "Report!"

Say. ”

"General, there are deserters in the army. He reported: "Although it has been controlled by Captain Camlo's Thousand Cavalry, the specific disposal plan needs to be solicited from you." ”

"Do you need to ask me too?" said the old man impatiently, "hang their heads on the wall." ”

"But the general," the messenger carefully reported, "Commander Camlo said that their status was somewhat special"

"The Northern Regions are all gone, no matter how special they are, what can they do?" The old man's eyes widened, he couldn't believe that the army of the Northern Regions had become like this, and he could ask such a stupid question under such circumstances: "You go and ask them, they want to be traitors, and they will be killed by their own people at this time." Or be a coward, and wait until the Northern Regions City is broken and overwhelmed by the demon tide. Or be a warrior, when defending the city, fight the devil to the end!"

"You also tell Captain Camlo Thousand Riders. The old man paused, and said, "Hang all the traitors, drive all the cowards out of the city gates, gather all the warriors on the great wall, and this is what you will do next!"

"Yes. The communications soldier saluted and trotted out of the headquarters.

Looking at the back of the departing soldier, the old man suddenly felt a sense of weakness.

It would be nice if I could be ten years younger. He thought to himself, if that were the case, I would be able to climb the wall and fight to the death with those warriors. Instead of staying in such a stupid place, waiting for the final end of the city.

And yet it was too late, really too late

Although Lady Amanda had warned him, although he had also deliberately made some arrangements out of unease. But the appearance of a large number of sadistic ogres still surprised everyone. Almost defenseless, the Northern Regions welcomed flying demons that were originally known for their rarity. They simply did not have time to prepare enough ballistas, to prepare enough arrows.

Although the capable are powerful, the power of their mental image is not inexhaustible. In the past, in the face of such a great demon tide, the role of the army is still irreplaceable. But now, the army in his hands has unconsciously become like this, as if it is a tool for the promotion and gilding of the children of the nobility. And the most important high-ranking people have their own masters, and some even want to escape.

To be honest, General Duncan really didn't have the slightest confidence in being able to defend the Northern Regions at the moment. At the moment when that lead cloud envelops the North, I am afraid that the city will fall. And even if they can really withstand this wave of attack, the ensuing wave will completely engulf them.

Thinking of this, General Duncan shook his head helplessly, and hurriedly put these undesirable thoughts out of his mind, and discussed with the other officers about the countermeasures to defend the city. However, in a matter of moments, there was the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door of the headquarters.

"General, no!" a messenger rushed in.

"What's the matter, say!" the old man frowned.

"Count Dal, Count Dalle," said the herald with a pale face, "in order to bring his son into the city, he instigated his private soldiers to attack the defenders at the city gate, and opened the gate under the huge wall without permission. ”

"He" suddenly asked the bad news, and the old man felt dizzy, and almost trembled with anger: "How dare he, how dare he do such a thing!" (To be continued.) )