"Victory Pass is further the wilderness grassland of the Byron Empire, taking a step back and holding on to Xiongguan is enough to resist the attack of tens of thousands of people, no matter what, Victory Pass cannot be lost!", Charlie bit this decision to death, and looked directly at Quinn. In any case, these six thousand lion warriors belonged to him and Quinn, and he had reason and had to consult with Quinn before making a decision.

Kui also knew that it was not a joke, so he nodded solemnly, "Then what are you waiting for, let's speed up!"

Charlie gave the order, and all the lion warriors took off their shoes, removed the parts of the armor that were enough to affect the movement of the joints of the body, packed them and carried them on their backs, and walked upright one by one to fall on all fours. They retain the original form of the "lion", which is also the root of the strength of the lion clan. Charlie roared, and the six thousand lions roared and began to speed up, running away.

Some of the small animals around were frightened and trembling by the huge lion pack.

When the six thousand lion warriors rushed to the victory pass, they were shocked to find that the gate of the level was open, and there was blood and severed limbs everywhere, as well as all kinds of corpses, but the Desi people did not see any of them. Charlie stood up, put on his shoes and put on his armor again, and strode into the Victory Pass, accompanied by the Leon Warriors, which was quiet and did not make a single sound.

There were collapsed houses everywhere, some smoking conversations, and the walls facing the Weimar corridor crumbled in the middle and collapsed on both sides. He walked around the gate, and in a collapsed house, he found a minotaur warrior who had not yet lost his breath. The proud horn of the minotaur warrior was shattered to a bits of detail, and there was a distinct sword wound on his head, judging from the wound at this time, if his horn hadn't blocked it, perhaps this sword would have cut off half of his head.

A crack had opened in the white bones under the broken scalp, filled with dusty and dry blood, and the minotaur's eyes were a little dim, and he had long since lost focus, and it seemed that he was not far from death.

Charlie helped him up, made him sit against the half-broken wall, and gave him a little water, but he squirted it out again.

"Where did Wren go?", he patted the minotaur lightly on the cheek, "where did he and his soldiers go?"

The minotaur's eyes rolled slightly, "Gone......"

"Gone, did you retract into the Weimar corridor or did you enter the empire through the gates?"

The minotaur opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood foam, and the one in front of him raised his hand and pointed in the direction where Charlie had come, and his trembling arm fell heavily to the ground in an instant.

Charlie looked in astonishment in the direction he had come, his face became gloomy, he thought of many possibilities for a moment, but he was not sure of one of them. What did Wren want to do by giving up the victory pass and going directly to the hinterland of the Byron Empire? Don't they understand what it means to give up the victory pass? Once the victory pass is occupied and entrenched again, it will cut off the possibility of Wren returning to the Orlando Empire.

Without supplies and supplies, it would have been impossible for these tens of thousands of people to hide within the Byron Empire. You must know that this is not three or five people, not thirty or fifty people, but tens of thousands! Even if they are hiding in a certain mountain, I am afraid that people can easily find the traces they have left behind, what do they want to do?

"Leave two thousand men to hold the victory pass, and the others will chase after me with you, and you must catch up with this group of vile and shameless Desi!", Charlie turned and left, Quinn followed with red eyes, he was already completely enraged by this miserable scene. He knew that he wasn't smart enough, so he didn't have any opinions, just silently followed Charlie.

At this time, the two of them had no interest in bickering, and they were silent, and the lion warriors also put on their faces one by one, full of slaughter.

When the news reached the Imperial Court, Emperor Byron was at a loss, and a moment later he pocketed the note he had used to deliver the message, while he was holding a meeting to discuss how to solve the problem of the missions in the country.

Because of the problems of the national system, in order to avoid a big fight between the various races over some problems that should not have arisen, religion was very popular in the Byronic Empire. The Byronic royal family used faith to avoid strife between the various races as much as possible, and the goddess of nature, Artemis, became the common belief of all Byronic people.

But now, the Church of Light from Orlando is constantly attacking the shrines of the goddess of nature all over Byron, killing the clergy, and promoting the fallacies of the Church of Light. If this group of people were simply fighting and killing, Emperor Byron would not have a headache for them, but the heresy they propagated could shake Byron's foundation and national policy, then His Majesty the Emperor could not continue to pretend to be indifferent.

"Can't the kamikaze catch their tails?", the Byron emperor looked to be in his fifties, a very kind and kind old man, always smiling. He rarely gets angry, and when he speaks, he speaks softly, in short, all the commoners have a good impression of him, thinking that he is a very kind emperor, and some people even think that he is too weak as an emperor, lacking the domineering spirit of the emperor, and is worried about him, afraid that some traitors will harm him.

Of course, this is the opinion of the common people, in fact, the real high-level are very clear that this Emperor His Majesty is not a weak person. A weak person can't be an emperor, and countless careerists are enough to make a weak emperor roll off the throne, so he is not weak, and sometimes he is very decisive and ruthless, but the commoners can't see it.

After he said this with a smile at this time, the commander of the kamikaze army suddenly stood up and lowered his head in embarrassment.

The kamikaze army is also one of the strongest legions in the Byron Empire, and the entire legion is composed of leopard people and black elves, these guys are also natural warriors, with extremely powerful explosive power and speed. On the frontal battlefield, the kamikaze may not be as effective as other legions, but when it comes to pursuit and assassination, they are the first to deserve.

Once they are targeted, it is very difficult for anyone to escape their clutches, but this time, they can't do anything with those orders.

Seeing that the commander of the kamikaze army was silent, Emperor Byron kindly raised his hand and pressed it, letting him sit down, without the slightest anger, still with a smile on his face, "It's okay, as long as you work hard, if you can't catch the enemy, it's because the enemy is too strong." On the surface, this is not a big problem, but in fact, it is a rebuke for the kamikaze army being too weak, plus some things that everyone knows, this is a very severe criticism.

An empire's powerful special legion can't catch a group of god sticks, and I'm afraid how many people's big teeth will be laughed at if they say it. Emperor Byron and those onlookers will not discuss with you whether the other party is powerful or not, whether they have the ability or not, they will not look at the process, only the result.

If he fails to hand over an answer sheet that satisfies His Majesty the Emperor as soon as possible, the commander of the Kamikaze Legion may end up tragically.

Emperor Byron turned his head to look at the other side of the round table, "Shall we ask the attendants of the goddess Artemis to give us some small help?"

A middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties, dressed in a brown robe, with green vines and pink flowers floating on the edges of the robe, nodded solemnly, "Of course, Your Majesty." He is the enlightener of the Cult of Artemis, and in simple terms, he is equivalent to the cardinal of the Cult of the Illuminatis, and has a high status within the Cult. The Enlightener has the ability to talk to flowers and trees, although many times the high-ranking members of the Byron Empire, including His Majesty the Emperor, have questioned this, but it is undeniable that the attendants of this class are very powerful. They can manipulate plants and animals to help them fight, and as long as there are plants nearby, they are their home field.

The attendant stood up and bowed slightly, "I have asked the goddess for instructions, and I have asked some of my colleagues in the Cult of God to complete a special magic under the auspices of the Pope, and we have also found the place where those heretics are hiding. ”

His Majesty the Emperor nodded with satisfaction, "Very good, I hope to hear the good news as soon as possible." ”

As he spoke, he blinked, and tilted his neck a little tiredly, he had very little time to rest during this time, and he slept for three or four hours at most every day, and the rest of the time was spent waiting. In fact, he can sleep, but he can't sleep, the pace of change in the battle situation on the front line is extremely fast, often there are several changes in just a blink of an eye, if you relax a little, it is very likely that because of his reasons, there will be unpredictable changes on the front line.

During this time, he was also very troubled, the invasion of Orlando by the Byron Empire was not as simple as imagined, far less easy than the full moon. The Great Chief of the Full Moon Golden Horde complained more than once that he did not contribute to his work, and clearly said that everyone would act together, and the full moon side opened up the whole line, bombarding the seven military fortresses on the western front indiscriminately, and more than 60,000 soldiers had been killed. As for Byron, less than 30,000 soldiers were sent out by landing across the sea, and there were no significant results.

The Great Chief told the Emperor Byron that if he continued like this, he would consider giving up, and threw all the pressure on the Emperor Byron at once.

Is it that he is unwilling to fight a little more fiercely?

Of course not, it all has to do with the geography. If you can't knock out the eggshell pass for a day, Byron's orc iron riders can't enter the Orlando Empire. And the number of soldiers transported at each time of the cross-sea landing is extremely limited, even if he wants to transport a little more, he does not have the ability. All the large ship workshops in the empire have been building new ships around the clock, and he has ordered twenty large transport ships from the Federation, and he has worked hard.

Since he got the news yesterday that Wren's troops were about to win the pass, he knew that the idea of breaking through the Weimar Corridor had completely failed, and he no longer pinned his hopes on the Weimar Corridor, but focused on landing across the sea.

This morning, he received word that pirates roaming the coast seemed to be planning to raid the ports of the Byron Empire. In fact, he knew very well that these pirates were dogs of the Orlando Empire, and their purpose in plundering the port was not to make money, but to destroy the workshops in the port, and to destroy the large transport warships that were being built. He has mobilized a large number of soldiers and ballistas to go to the major ports to guard against pirates.

The group of fleas that could not be killed in the country caused trouble for him again, and some people expressed dissatisfaction with his rash declaration of war, so it can be said that there are many problems in the Byron Empire now. Although it has not yet shaken the foundation of the empire, it is impossible not to deal with it.

He decided to take the mission first, in order to deter those with ulterior motives, and tell them that the Byron Empire was still the Byronic Empire in the hands of the royal family. Neither orcs, half-orcs, nor humans can change anything.

This war had to be fought, in addition to the long-standing greed of the Byronic royal family for the land of the Orlando Empire, but also to export the contradictions between the races. Because of the peaceful relationship in the Byron Empire, a large number of races began to explode the population, including humans, and the continuous explosion of the population base has increased a lot of pressure on the country. Now ordinary people may not see anything wrong, they just feel that the opportunities for work are becoming less and less, the price of food is starting to increase year by year, and they have no idea what is changing in this country.

Take the rat tribe as an example, that group of races that can give birth to seventy, eighty or ninety babies in one damn child is simply a population bomb. A hundred years ago, the population of the rat tribe was only more than 200,000, but now, the population of the entire rat tribe has exceeded 3 million, and it is increasing at a crazy rate of about 20% every year. If you don't take into account the mortality rate at birth and the rate of early childhood death, there is absolutely no problem with doubling it in three years.

Under the internal and external troubles, war must be launched.

Whether it's for the soil of the Orlando Empire, or for ...... Reducing the population base, this is a necessary war!

He lowered his head and flipped through the notes in his hand to look at them, this thing has been popular all over the world since the reform of the Imperial Council in Orlando, and people like to jot down important things in this pocket notebook in case they forget it.

"Greybeard has been talking about fiefdoms lately......", Greybeard is the patriarch of the rat clan, the Duke of the Empire, and Emperor Byron looked at the surrounding princes and ministers, "Since he wants a larger fief, I think his request should be met." Ignoring the various expressions of the others, he said with a smile: "This group of landed warriors will be selected from the rat clan, and let him take out 50,000 young men first." I can give him a fief, but he and the rat clan must make enough military achievements, otherwise don't talk about changing fiefs. ”

A fine light flashed in the emperor's smiling eyes, 50,000 rat clans are just the first batch, there will be a second batch and a third batch, three million rat clans?

Hehe!