Baron O'Brien was relieved to receive the news that Karin Castle was safe. He could clearly feel that today's day, the enemy's offensive was extremely fierce, and even though he knew that it was impossible to break through the position, the enemy's commanders still continued to send troops to the front line, and they simply suppressed the allied forces in the western provinces to the point that they could not raise their heads.

However, although the offensive was very fierce, the cost was also heavy, the enemy's losses on this day were equal to the total losses of the previous days, and paying such a price to carry out a feint, it was obvious that the opponent was covering the actions of Karin Castle, and did not allow Baron O'Brien to send troops to support Karin Castle.

Fortunately, Karin Castle is defended, at least the eldest princess is fine, which is already the best news for Baron O'Brien.

After returning from the barracks, the baron's face was not very good-looking, it was not only the enemy who paid heavy casualties in today's fierce battle, but also Baron O'Brien's Munster army suffered heavy casualties, after all, there was a great disadvantage in terms of troops, and the terrain of the position was not very dangerous, and it was not easy to hold on until now.

The May night was cool, but the smell of gunpowder wafting from the battlefield by the night breeze made Baron O'Brien feel very irritated. He hadn't been able to sleep well for the past few days, and even if he had the mood to sleep, he couldn't sleep peacefully, and every day at dawn, the two sides would start fighting, and the summer nights came very late, and the nights that weren't long were not enough to provide enough sleep.

The baron lay on his marching bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. He didn't even take off his military uniform, after all, in such a fierce battle, he, as the commander-in-chief of the whole army, could not be careless.

Because of the hot weather, Baron O'Brien slept directly at the mouth of the tent, which was also good to get some wind. The dew of the night was heavy, and the pistol that the baron had set aside had already condensed with dew, and it looked like there might be another fog tomorrow.

Will the other party choose to sneak attack?

Baron O'Brien had to think about it every night, and although every time his guesses were in vain, he still didn't dare to let down his vigilance, in case the other party attacked and he was careless, then the 20,000 people he commanded might lose their lives because of his mistakes.

He turned over irritably, and although the night was quite cool, sleeping in a military uniform still made Baron O'Brien sweat hot.

If it rains, it might be cooler. Baron O'Brien thought, but he immediately vetoed his own expectations, if it did rain, their position would soon turn into a quagmire, let alone take up the position to defend, and thank God not to be dragged down by the quagmire.

Sneering at his ridiculous thoughts, Baron O'Brien rolled over again and lay on his cooler side.

However, perhaps Baron O'Brien's unintentional wish really succeeded, and Baron O'Brien, who was dazed and half-asleep, faintly heard the sound of water.

Is it really raining?, Baron O'Brien, who was a little dazed in his sleep, thought to himself, feeling a little sleepy, and he didn't want to open his eyes for this matter and drive away all the sleepy bugs.

But he had not been able to sleep soundly, and after hearing the shouts of the soldiers outside, the baron had to complain and get up, intending to check the situation outside. Because he slept at the mouth of the tent, he only had to stand up and take two steps outside to see what was going on, but as soon as he put his feet down and tread to find his boots, he immediately noticed that something was wrong.

The cool touch of his feet drove away all the remaining sleepiness of Baron O'Brien, and he didn't bother to put on his boots, picked up the pistol beside him, stepped on the water that overflowed his ankles, and ran out.

As far as the eye can see, the original green meadows have been flooded with water from nowhere, and if it is a flood, it is too loud, and there has been no heavy rain recently, so there is no reason why it will suddenly accumulate water.

"What's the matter!" Baron O'Brien hurriedly pulled the guard at the door and asked, "where did this water come from?"

The guards were startled by Baron O'Brien's loud shouting, and they couldn't speak for a while, and seeing the guard's stunned look, Baron O'Brien also knew that it was in vain to ask him, and the guards had been guarding the door of their tents, how could they know where the water came from?

Abandoning the guards, Baron O'Brien hurried towards the command post, he was going to find the staff officers, or at least send someone to find out what was going on with the water.

And when he came to the command post, Baron O'Brien saw Swain here again. The baron moved his lips, unable to speak, as if every time he came to his command post, he would first see Swain here, as if it were not his, but Swin's.

"Aren't you looking for a pair of shoes to wear?" Swain pointed to Baron O'Brien's bare feet, his expression as calm as ever, as if nothing had happened enough to move him.

"Forget it, it's cooler if you don't wear it. Baron O'Brien laughed at himself, in fact, the soles of his feet were covered with mud at this time, "You are here at this time to tell me how this water came from?"

Sven nodded and said, "We were careless, the enemy's surprise attack on Karin Castle was also a cover-up, and when our attention was drawn to Karin Castle, another army bypassed the castle and blew up the lake near the castle. ”

Baron O'Brien's face changed, and he now understood where the water came from. The lake near Karin Castle is connected to the Emerald River, and although it may not seem to be extensive, it is actually a natural reservoir of water that is beyond imagination. Now that the lake has been blown up, it means that the water in the lake, as well as the water of the Emerald River, will slowly pour into the plain of the western suburbs. Although the Emerald River does not seem to be a threat due to its slow current, at least their position is over—the mud on Baron O'Brien's feet is now a reflection of it.

"Damn, is the enemy trying to force us out of position?" Baron O'Brien immediately thought of the intention of the opponent's hand, the flow of water without impact is no threat to the attacker, but for the defender, a large amount of water flooding into it means that their ravines will be useless, and even restrict their actions in turn.

"It's obvious. Swain was not as agitated as Baron O'Brien, he stepped on the water and walked to the map, "If we abandon our positions, we will have to retreat to Astrad I College and Karin Castle to hold on." However, there are still a large number of students in the school, and being in this position means that we have to protect not only our own army, but also these students. ”

Baron O'Brien gritted his teeth, this was something they had avoided from the beginning, otherwise, with the building of Astrad I College as a cover, why would their army be deployed in such an unsheltered place?

"It's ...... now," the baron had to make up his mind, "just follow your plan." ”

Swain turned his face sideways and glanced at Baron O'Brien. Because he couldn't see Swain's face from the baron's angle, he didn't notice the subtle changes in Swain's lips.

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"The ploy worked. Yang looked at the water that overflowed the camp and snorted lightly, as if he was still haunted by the fact that he was forced back by Sven during the day, "Now, the enemy people will have to withdraw from their positions and fight us head-on." ”

Osmond looked at the panicked soldiers in the camp, and his face was not smiling because his strategy had succeeded. Osmond's headquarters was on relatively high ground, so the water had not yet reached him, but if the gap that had been blown up was not blocked, the water of the Emerald River might really turn the western suburbs into Heze.

"Holding their ground is just the best option for the other side, and that doesn't mean they don't have a chance of winning a head-to-head battle with us. These days, the opponent's combat effectiveness is not weak at all, although the strength is not even half of ours, but the combat effectiveness can make up for this. ”

"What?" Yang sneered, "Isn't the famous Green Dragon Wing, Duke Dungar O'Brien not sure?"

"My banner ......," Osmond lowered his eyes, the light in his eyes deliberately hidden, "long gone." ”

"So what do you have to worry about?"

"I'm not worried. Osmond shook his head, "It just doesn't make sense." What you want me to do is just to catch that princess, and in that case, what's the difference between catching her without a single soldier and not catching her with all the army?"

Yang was stunned for a moment, and he suddenly realized that Osmond had an understanding of the current situation beyond his imagination.

"Neither the soldiers of the Ministry of the Interior nor the Southern Legion are your people, they just came here to fight on Beria's orders, but the puppet you put up has now been snatched away, isn't it?"

"So......" Yang thought to Osmond's thoughts, "you think that there is no need for these troops to stay, and since this is the case, why don't you use them to the end this time, use them completely, and then throw them away completely, right?"

Osmond smiled slightly, and even Yang shuddered at the sight of this smile.

"It's going to be a residual battle, but it's worth the sacrifice for the sake of victory. ”

The corners of Yang's mouth twitched, and he reluctantly said, "Is this your war belief?"

"No," Osmond shook his head, "it's my political philosophy. ”

"But war is a continuation of politics. ”

"Sometimes," Osmond looked at Yang deeply, "I don't like that. ”

"But that's 'sometimes,'" Jan also smiled, and he found that he seemed to understand Osmond a little, "we always have a lot of things we don't like, but that doesn't stop us from using it." ”

"It's a pity that I learned this too late. Osmond sighed and stepped out of his tent, looking at the hazy moonlight hidden by the mist, "Before I was forty years old, most of the battles I fought were defeated, and no matter how well I trained my troops and how well I played on the battlefield, it could not lead me to victory. I've been depressed, why the hell is that. After I was fifty years old, I realized that I was not losing on the battlefield, but on the battlefield. ”

"But you ended up being a generational leader. Young looked at Osmond's back and said, "Victory is the most important thing, no matter what, isn't it?"

Osmond turned around and stared at Yang, his sharp gaze uneassing him, as if a rabbit had been targeted by an eagle.

"What, then, is the victory, Mr. Darees?"

"Accomplish the goal. Yang said without thinking.

"Huh. Osmond smiled contemptuously, "And what are you doing to achieve this?"

Yang opened his mouth, but before he could speak, Osmond immediately said: "Don't be blinded by the so-called victory or defeat, young man, you never know if your victory will become someone else's trophy." ”