"His Majesty the Pope was assassinated by an evil god heresy, and it has nothing to do with us!, remember, that's the answer no matter who asks!" Legion Commander Randall snapped to his lieutenant. If it weren't for the fact that the adjutant was loyal and could take the initiative to follow him to kill the priest next to the Pope, he would have killed people a long time ago according to Randall's style.

"Yes! Yes!" the adjutant replied again and again, he knew very well in his own heart that this matter was very important, once the news leaked, I am afraid that the entire continent would not be able to accommodate them, and those believers in the Harvest Goddess Temple might be crazy to hunt them down, so the only way to cover up this matter is to solve the problem.

After hearing the adjutant's promise, Commander Randall's face improved slightly, but he still asked in a cold voice: "Have the soldiers' injuries been counted?

The adjutant's face showed a hint of sadness and replied: "The damage has been counted, the entire forward battalion is gone, 1,000 cavalry, 2,000 light and heavy mixed soldiers, and the forward general, General Murray, are all killed, and hundreds of people in the Chinese army are also injured. ”

Although he was mentally prepared for the casualties of this battle, when he heard about such serious losses, Commander Randall still shook his body and cursed through gritted teeth: "Damn Hoffman! It's really a pity to die, you have harmed so many of our soldiers in vain!"

After scolding, Randall suddenly asked, "How much did the enemy lose then?" The 3,000 forward battalion should have brought a lot of losses to the enemy, right?"

"This ......" The adjutant's face murmured slightly unnaturally, seeing the adjutant's appearance, Commander Randall knew that I was afraid that the results of the battle would not be too great.

"Because the enemy troops are all heavily armoured, energetic and morale-high, our army did not cause them any major damage. The auxiliaries in charge of cleaning up the battlefield said that the enemy had collected less than 100 corpses in total......"

Hearing this, Captain Randall couldn't help but gasp, what kind of monsters are these Pritzians?

You must know that the Blue Wolf Legion is known for its ability to fight tough battles in the Varu Empire, even if the command is wrong, the soldiers will fight tenaciously until the last moment and never give up, and this spirit usually brings a heavy blow to the enemy's morale, and has repeatedly turned the Blue Wolf Legion into victory because of this.

However, this time, 3,000 of the most elite forward battalion soldiers were put together, and only less than 100 casualties were inflicted on the enemy, which is really too exaggerated. You must know that the enemy army is several times larger than the Green Wolf Legion, and if it continues like this, the defeat of the Green Wolf Legion is already predictable.

Randall's Legion Commander Tie blushed and paced around the command tent with his hands behind his back, and the adjutant carefully hid to the side and didn't even dare to speak out loud.

"No, it can't go on like this, even if the Blue Wolf Legion fights out, it won't be able to win this battle!" Very rarely, Captain Randall actually took the initiative to admit that he was defeated by the other party, which made the adjutant look at Captain Randall with some surprise in his eyes.

Randall's pace suddenly paused, Huo Ran turned to the adjutant and said, "I'll write a few letters, and immediately arrange for someone to send them to the Grand Duke of the South and His Majesty respectively." If there are no reinforcements this time, I'm afraid our Green Wolf Legion will suffer a big loss!"

Hearing this, the adjutant asked with a little hesitation, "But...... If Your Majesty knows that our Blue Wolf Legion has such a record, I'm afraid it will have an impact on the image of you and the legion!"

"Alas!" the captain of the Randall Legion sighed heavily, and replied in a heavy tone: "Then we will tell the truth, this time it was the defeat caused by the indiscriminate interference of the command of the Hofmann Pope, and now that the Hofmann Pope has been assassinated, who will carry this pot? My face is not so important, I should ask His Majesty for help first, and I must first let Archduke William organize a part of the garrisons of the three southern provinces to strengthen the momentum, otherwise if the enemy army really attacks us at all costs, it will be troublesome!"

Randall's fears are slowly becoming a reality. In the command room of the Senta level, Asnod is discussing with Joan of Arc how to proceed next, although Leo is only assigned the task of resisting the attack of the Varu Empire, but neither the Spartans nor Joan of Arc can defend with peace of mind.

Attacking, breaking up the enemy with constant attacks is the best way to defend, which is exactly the law of war that the Spartans have always believed in.

"It has now been determined that the invading Blue Wolf Legion and the Harvest Goddess Temple Priest Regiment are all residing in that makeshift camp. The camp was very rudimentary, only a layer of shelves, no defenses had been built, and now was the best time to attack, if they were given time to build it, it would take a little more effort to break through it. Asnod pointed to the border map of the two countries on the table and said to Joan of Arc beside him.

"Well, but did you notice, the enemy reacted very strangely today, and after seeing our formation, they first switched to a defensive stance, which is very normal. But it didn't take long for them to take the initiative to attack as if they were hot-headed, which didn't seem to be the style of the four major armies of the Varu Empire, and after the vanguard was defeated by us, they were very skillful in coordinating with each other to retreat. The opponent's commander style has changed several times in a short period of time, and it looks like ......"

"It's like a different person, and then it's back!" Before Joan of Arc could finish speaking, Asnod took the initiative to answer: "It seems that the enemy army seems to have a disagreement over the command, and someone is indiscriminately commanding that has caused their confusion and disconnection." ”

"That's right, maybe this is our chance to take advantage of the internal contradictions of the enemy and take advantage of their internal conflicts!" said Joan of Arc, slamming her fists into fists on the table, her tone full of determination and excitement.

"Haha, Joan of Arc, your proposal is exactly what we Spartans like the most! Only by killing the enemy can we make ourselves invincible!" After hearing Joan of Arc's words, Asnod laughed a few times, and felt that Joan of Arc's words were reaching his heart. It feels good that the two of them are in agreement like this, and they are always a hundred times better than those guys who are fighting in the nest on the opposite side and can't even agree on command and combat opinions.

"Okay! Then it's decided, this time, we're all going to use all our skills to defeat these Varus in one fell swoop, so that they won't dare to have any disrespect for the Pritz Kingdom again!!" Joan of Arc smiled excitedly and contentedly.