Hearing Aaron's words, Duke Rao is Duke Sellers has already tempered his mind very calmly in the years of political polishing, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, revealing a little eagerness.

For characters like him, the joys, sorrows, and sorrows on their faces are actually fake, and they are all performed. When he laughs, he may have hidden murderous intentions, when he is angry, he may actually be thinking about how to give in, and when he cries, he may have been ecstatic...... But at this moment, his eagerness was not fake, but real.

He is not a famous general, and he can't compare with the late Marquis d'Artaglion who led a veteran general who led soldiers all his life, but the Sellers family has been keen to study the art of war in recent generations, and he has led troops to suppress bandits since he was young, and he can be regarded as a knowledgeable person.

So he knew that although the Thracian army was defeated this time, it didn't really break its muscles and bones - as long as the mountain army was there, even if the rest of the army was defeated, they were only wounded by flesh and skin, and they could continue to fight again if they added a little more troops.

The mountain legions led by the Duke of Pituz himself are the bones of the Thracian army, and defeating them can really break the confidence of the Thracians and force them to retreat!

And today, at this moment, is the best time to defeat the Mountain Legion!

The armies on the left and right flanks of Thrace suffered a crushing defeat, their morale was low, and they had basically lost their combat effectiveness. The Molai army has won a big victory, and the morale is high, and this is the moment when the people's hearts are available.

The most important thing is that the Synthesizer Legion has only been used for the first time today, and no matter how much the Thracians try to do it, they will not be able to have any good means of dealing with it for a while.

If we can't take advantage of the present to defeat the mountain legions and crush the fighting spirit of the Thracians, then the future situation will be very unoptimistic.

But that's easier said than done!

If you are facing the Storm Legion, you may be able to give it a try, after all, the "Storm" is good at rapid assault, which is to appear in places where the enemy cannot imagine after a rapid march and launch a fierce attack. In the face of this kind of positional attack and defense, it may not be particularly strong.

But at this moment, they are facing the mountain army, the strongest positional battle army in the whole of Thrace, and even the entire Western Continent. Especially at this moment, the Mountain Legion is still in a defensive position, which is even more desperate.

According to the results of the discussions among the Western Continent soldiers, if you want to break through the "mountain" position head-on, you need at least five times more troops, and even if you have ten times the number of troops, you may not be able to do it.

Today is a rare opportunity, and if you miss this opportunity, you may never have a chance again!

So when Aaron made that suggestion, Duke Sellers hesitated.

After listening to Aaron's detailed introduction, his first reaction was to be angry - this madman actually engaged in this kind of thing!

But he then came back to his senses, but he took it for granted.

If you want to defeat the best legion in the world, how can you do it without using extraordinary means?

Now that the situation in Molai is in danger, how can you do it if you want to save the country, if you want to hold the iron lock fortress, if you don't give up anything, if you don't show the determination to go to hell?

If you want to achieve something that is difficult to do without giving up anything, how can there be such a good thing in the world!

Duke Sellers clenched his teeth, his fists clenched, his eyes flickered, and two thoughts in his heart fought wildly.

A thought said to him: This Aaron is not a madman, he is a demon, he is a demon reincarnation, kill him, if you don't kill him, let alone Morlai or Thrace, the whole world will suffer!

Another thought said to him: Who cares about him and what world! Who cares about him and what demons! As long as he can win the war, as long as he can defend Molai, what can he not do? What mistakes must not be made? Only the winner will have a future!

After a few seconds, he swung his fist and smashed it into his face, causing blood to fill his nose and mouth, and smashing out two teeth.

All the generals were startled, but a smile appeared on his face.

It was a grit as hideous and ferocious as a monster, a smile that was mentally ready to fall into hell.

"Master Igor Konzlin, your method ...... How sure are you?" he asked in a slightly leaky voice.

"As long as you are resolute, this battle will definitely be won. Aaron said coldly, "If you can't win, it must be because you are not resolute enough!"

Duke Sellers nodded: "You're right, if you can't win this, it's just that we are not resolute enough!"

Then, without even bothering to wipe the blood from his face, he gave the order.

A moment later, a group of horsemen roared out of the fortress, picking up all the corpses of the synths that had died on the road, and throwing them next to the positions in front.

Immediately afterwards, one cart after another was pushed out, and carts of whale meat, shark meat and other giant beasts in the sea flesh and blood were also piled up next to the position.

According to the order, Mo Laijun quickly cleaned up the battlefield and collected the bodies of both dead sides - which made Aaron frown slightly, but he also knew that Duke Sellers was not really at the end of his rope and had not completely betrayed the bottom line.

(That's fine, at least...... Such a partner is more reassuring. ）

He thought so and didn't say anything.

The battlefield was soon cleared, and the beast trainers of the Molai army went to the front line and came to the side of the military dogs who had turned into vicious beasts.

Synths have normal intelligence, even higher than the average dog, they still remember their masters, and when they see their masters coming, they come up one by one cordially and make love with their masters.

One by one, the trainers frolicked, played, and said goodbye.

When they turned back, they couldn't keep smiling anymore and burst into tears.

The profession of animal trainer requires not only an understanding of animals, but more importantly, a love for animals and a spiritual connection with animals. Without such feelings, no matter how rich in knowledge and skill you are, you can't become an animal trainer.

So, when they receive that order that has always worried them, it is also the most painful.

But they have no choice, for the sake of victory, for the sake of the country, there must be sacrifices after all.

Between animals and people, the first sacrifice will of course be the animal.

They were joined by the Molai army. In the end, the only one who held the front line, far away from the Thracian position, was the Synthetic Beast Legion.

The Thracian army watched all this in wonder, not knowing what the Molai were going to do. But they have already made up their minds that no matter what the Molai people do, they just need to concentrate on holding their positions.

Let him change, let him wind and rain, let him be fierce and cunning, I will not move!

This is the motto of the Mountain Legion.

After a while, the Molai army completely withdrew to the rear.

Once again, Aaron channeled his magic into the crystal he used to give orders to the Synth Legion.

The beast trainers saw the crystal on their wrists glowing scarlet, and their faces were full of misery, but they finally gritted their teeth, took off the crystal, and fell heavily on the stone, falling to pieces.

This behavior means that they have given up their connection with synths, and it also means that the wisdom maintained by synths with their magical power will be completely devoured by instinct.

As Aaron designed, this meant an irretrievable order.

Demonization!