Bradit Front, Military Conference Room. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was not yet fully dawn, but the entire conference room was already in a clamor of hustle and bustle, and all the generals of Bradit City had gathered here.

"What the hell are these guys doing!! Zax slammed his fist on the table, "Are they crazy? What's the difference between this and death?"

Last night, the scouts came back with news that there had been an exchange of fire in the direction of the town of Stookat in the Riggilla Mountain Theater, and that seven orc logistics camps had been attacked before dawn.

The place where the attack took place was more than two hundred miles away from the front line of the two sides, located on the logistics supply line of the orcs, and in that area under the full control of the orcs, and capable of taking out several logistics battalions of the enemy army one after another in one night, needless to say, everyone knows who did it!

At this time, only the Gintama Army, which was forced into the rear of the orcs by mistake and was composed entirely of swordsmen, could do such a thing.

But what exactly do they want?

Not long ago, after learning that this team was currently hiding through the captured orcs, everyone had just breathed a sigh of relief, but they didn't expect that they would stir up such a big thing in less than a few days.

The six or seven logistics battalions of the enemy army were wiped out in one company, and it seemed that the results were extraordinary, but it was the rear of the orcs, the area where the army was stationed!

The people present were all experienced generals, and they naturally knew that the orcs were just caught off guard by them at this time, and they could take advantage of it for a while.

But when the orcs came to their senses and sent a large army to encircle and suppress the camp step by step, at the latest until dawn, the team had only a dead end in that open terrain area.

But judging by the way they broke out last time, and the route they had been marching through, shouldn't this team be so stupid?

Was it a choice forced to be made because the location of the hiding place was revealed, or was it because of the lack of supplies, or the desperation that led to the decision to finally fulfill the duty of a soldier in this way?

Now is not the time to find answers, the key is how do they deal with the current situation?

To save or not to save?

Many of the generals' children are in this team, and it is better to say that they don't know the news, but now that they know their situation, they are still standing by and watching, and not everyone can stabilize it.

Everyone's eyes are focused on Carlos, who is silent, he is the only one who is qualified to make a decision, and at the same time this is his most difficult decision!

Before Carlos could speak, Zax couldn't sit still, and he hurriedly said, "No, we have to save them, Carlos, hurry up and send troops!"

He got up and said to Carlos, who was sitting on the main seat, in a loud voice: "If you don't do it, it's too late!"

Carlos frowned slightly, and he suddenly felt a little tired.

He knew quite well that if he didn't come to the rescue, the team would be wiped out, including his two sons and daughters, the heirs of his family.

But he also knew that once he launched a strong attack without authorization at this time, he would not be able to achieve the slightest result, and he might not be able to open the passage to save this team, not to mention, it would also consume the empire's already tense new force in vain.

thereupon

After a long silence, Carlos finally made a regrettable but predictable decision.

He shook his head, his voice sounding hoarse, but still decisive: "No. ”

Although they had already expected Carlos's personality for a long time, when they really heard this answer, everyone's faces still sank.

"Carlos, are you crazy!"

Zax still refused to give up, but he did not make this unreasonable request to Carlos again, but changed the plan.

He continued, "Give me the griffon knights, and I'll go get them back!"

"No", but Carlos still decisively vetoed this plan.

After a pause, he put his hand to his mouth, looking a little weak, but explained very calmly: "There are not many griffons that can be mobilized at present, and they can't carry so many people, not to mention that the team of griffons will inevitably be attacked by the enemy, and if they don't do it, they will be wiped out there." ”

"Then give me some griffins! I'll take my Tyrannosaurus brothers and bring them out!" Zax, who received the reply, looked embarrassed and spoke louder.

This time Carlos groaned for a while, but finally shook his head and rejected Zax's proposal again: "No, you can't confirm their location in the short term, even if you fight them, there is a big rear of the enemy army, how much fighting energy can you consume..."

"Then are we going to watch them die? Damn, what the fuck are you generals? are you still a father?" Zax was really angry this time, he slammed his face on the table with a red face, and yelled at Carlos.

He shouted, "There's your son there!"

Carlos slapped the table, Huo Ran got up, and shouted in a louder voice: "There is still my country here!"

After a pause, his voice was like thunder: "Shut up the fuck for Lao Tzu! Their lives are their lives, and the lives of the soldiers are not their lives? How many soldiers' lives will be filled in for their team?"

Zax was silent, as were the other generals who were a little eager to take the plunge.

The reason why Fort Watson's army was second only to the five directly subordinate legions of the empire and ranked among the best among many provinces was precisely because of this iron-blooded spirit of putting the overall situation first in everything.

At this time, if the sergeants are disobeyed by the military department for their own selfishness, regardless of the consequences they will bear for the time being, just setting this precedent, the iron-blooded spirit will no longer exist, and the combat effectiveness of this team will be greatly reduced or even collapsed.

Speaking of this, he sat back in his chair, waved his hand weakly, and said: "There is no victory without sacrifice, everyone here should understand that the battlefield is never child's play." ”

Speaking of this, he ended this temporary military meeting: "If there is nothing to do, everyone should go down, adjust their mentality, it won't be long before we will settle this account!"

"Yes, General!"

Many generals agreed, got up one after another, and prepared to leave the conference room.

"Where?"

But at this moment, an old but powerful voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

With the night breeze, three figures walked in.

Two knights dressed in bright silver chain mail, with cold faces and one hand pressed on the hilt of the sword at their waist at all times, guarded an old man inch by inch.

It was an elderly general with gray hair but strong spirits, his head was neatly combed backwards with silver threads, and his face was majestic, somewhat similar to Carlos, and his whole body released an aura of not being angry and self-imposing.

Dressed in a neat Imperial military uniform, the medal of two sharp swords on the shield on his chest shows his identity - Imperial Lieutenant General!

He walked into the conference hall, his calm gaze fell on Carlos, and said lightly: "Where are the logistics battalions where the orcs were attacked last night?"