Office of the Commander.

On the wall hung a huge military map, with different colored pens and different shapes marked with various tactical markings, Hades wore a crisp military uniform, wore white gloves on his hands, stood under the map with his hands behind his back, looking up at the huge map in contemplation.

Sunlight shone in through the glass windows on the side, partially blocked by the wall, and those angled above the wall formed large patches of light in the area below the map, enveloping Hades' figure. Although the gray-haired old duke had a sword hanging from his waist, the staff he held in his hand proved that he was no longer young.

Time is a pig-killing knife, it will never let go of a person, whether he is poor or rich, noble or humble, time does not discriminate.

What was once the brightest Polaris in the night sky is now dim.

Huge offices are filled with large mahogany desks, which are compact and resistant to cracking, heat-resistant, cold-resistant, insect-bite-resistant, and easy to process, with a lifespan of up to 200 years.

On the desk were pen inserts and inkwells, in addition to a large pile of papers, and on the sword rack behind it was a glittering sword, and on the wall were a large portrait of King Brunse Seth and the flag of the Dreadnought Horn of the Kingdom of Seth.

The military sand table is placed in the center of the office, dotted with various small flags, and a model of the Iron Stone Fort.

Nothing but that is in the office.

With only these things and Hades alone in such a spacious office, I have to say, it is really a bit deserted, even if the warm autumn sun outside brings a gentle temperature, it still can't soothe the cold here.

Hades was expressionless and didn't say a word until there was a knock on the door outside.

"Come in. Hades' body moved, like a dusty golem regaining its strength.

"Your Excellency, Commander," the adjutant walked in from outside, a document in his hand. "This is the latest information, the fallen angels and about 30,000 undead troops have been stationed thirty miles outside the defense line of my Ironstone Fort, do you think you can destroy them?"

"Let me think about it. Hades twisted his chin and sat back in the chair behind his desk.

"You call Russell over, and I ask him if he's willing to take on the task. ”

"Yes. The adjutant saluted, placed the papers on Hades' desk, and then turned and left Hades' office.

As far as Hades himself is concerned, the only troops he has at his disposal now are the original two legions and those mercenaries.

"It's a very bad situation. He rubbed his forehead.

......

In the small courtyard, several bodies in black cloaks fell to the ground in a crooked manner, and everywhere there were traces of the violent aftermath of the explosion—the earth had been turned up, the masonry had cracked into several knots, weeds were everywhere, and countless radiant cracks were all over the yard...... Judging from the traces left at the scene, there was a very fierce battle here, and its intensity was no less than two high-level magicians fighting each other with the powerful spells they had mastered.

There were three men in black who had fallen here, one had been hit in the chest by a crossbow arrow, one had a large hole in his abdomen, and one had lost his arm and was still wriggling on the ground, perhaps saved.

The remaining two black-clothed people are also wounded, their faces are bloodstained, and they can directly pretend to be dead when they lie on the ground. Now, the two of them were clasping the person in front of them with a silver shackle engraved with dense runes.

There are many bracelets, anklets, collars, and thumb chains, and the runes on them emit an extremely faint blue light.

This is a specially designed forbidden chain, used to deal with casters whose strength has not reached the level of legendary magicians, as long as the strength is not within the upper limit of the seal of the forbidden chain, with the caster's physical strength, it is impossible to break the forbidden chain that even brass swordsmen cannot break free by brute force.

"Five, are you sure the anklet and thumb chain are buckled?" One asked, gasping for breath. This battle was so fierce, who would have thought that the strength of this degenerate would be so strong. Two of the five silver swordsmen were killed and one was seriously wounded, and the remaining two of them were also with a lot of injuries, and the fallen in front of them had much fewer injuries than them.

This is definitely the most difficult enemy that the team led by Number One has ever encountered, and of course, it is not only because of the strength of the enemy that they have encountered such a record. One of the reasons why a guy on his side who didn't listen to orders acted privately, which led to a decrease in the strength of the team.

Fortunately, they still managed to control this powerful degenerate, captured the other party alive, and completed the orders given to them by the higher-ups.

Now they can call it a day.

"After the inspection, I checked it three times to make sure that it was all buckled, and this guy couldn't fly even if he put on his wings. No. 5 nodded, "No. 1, we have caught this guy, but the bodies of No. 2 and No. 3, as well as No. 4, are seriously injured and can't walk on their own...... How the hell are we going to get them back?"

Number One looked at the corpses of his two brothers and the still struggling number four, and then at the fallen who knelt at his feet, and was momentarily distressed.

If the two of them had sent the Fallen back first, they would have to meet three corpses when they returned, and Number Four wouldn't have lasted that long. But if one of them sends the fallen back, and the other treats the fourth, then it is afraid of extraneous branches, and one of them will not be able to look down on the fallen.

I really don't know what to do anymore.

"Forget it, you send a message and ask him to send someone to support us, preferably a few doctors with better skills. One said, "We're here waiting for backup." ”

"Good. As he spoke, Number Two began to send a message with a special spell and asked for support.

"Hahaha, it looks like you two don't have the courage to take me back alone, do you?" the Fallen laughed, unconcerned about his current status as a prisoner.

"Shut up!" After losing so many people, Number One was already in a bad mood, and when he heard the degenerate's taunt, he kicked the other man's head.

The Fallen's head made an intimate contact with the ground, his face covered in blood, but his laughter did not diminish in the slightest, and even tended to increase.

"Hah...... Hahahaha...... Hahahahaha......ha

"I'll shut you up!" One pounced, raising his fist, one, two, until Five pulled him away from the Fallen.

"Enough is enough, Enough! You're going to kill him!"

"You cowards, you'll never win!hahahahahaha!"

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