The sky was getting dark, and when the glow was first born, the commanders and knights of each legion, as well as all the Turin nobles in the entire Hantu City legion, dressed neatly, walked into the barracks of the Guards Legion in full armor, and walked into the Chinese army's tent according to their respective identities, everyone's expressions were extremely serious.

Edward was the Chief Flag Officer, and the Banner Legion was entitled to send a representative to the meeting, and the most suitable person would have been Lebinus, but he had not yet been able to inherit the title, so Alan Wittwood had to attend - although Alan was not a knight, she was the only descendant of Viscount Kwyn, who had the right to inherit the Hague Castle, and was the grandson of the Marquis of Minest, and was almost the most honorable of the Lords in the city after the little prince Anson.

The expression of the little prince Anson, who was wearing the golden-red big flaming goshawk and standing on the stage with a sword, was quite silent at this time, completely lacking the vigor and impassionedness when he came, his face was even a little pale, and his pupils seemed to have lost some color and became a lot darker.

Green Turn, who had been standing on the sidelines, couldn't help but sigh secretly - although he had comforted as much as possible, the total destruction of the Feather Legion was still an extremely heavy blow to the little prince, this was the first time he really gave the order to start a war, and the loyal Feather Legion almost completely followed Anson's orders, but the result was ......

The knights, generals, and nobles present also looked like each other, and talked to each other in a low voice - the defeat of the Feather Legion was not a secret, and it was impossible to hide anything, and of course they also got the news.

If the entire army of Hantu City was said before, the so-called Blue Wolf Clan was just a group of uncivilized barbarians. A barbarian tribe that can be easily destroyed by simply sending a knight. But when the Feather Legion was completely annihilated. Terrible rumors and rumors spread like a plague in every barracks and tent.

The day after the news of the Feather Legion's fiasco, the "Iron Wall" legion, which was behind them, immediately abandoned the camp they had just stationed and quickly withdrew from the front of the Iron Cliff Mountain battlefield, giving up dozens of miles of canyon to the Blue Wolf Clan - no one stood up to reprimand them for why they abandoned their positions, because soon the little prince also gave the order to retreat.

It was Anson's own idea to approach the Iron Cliff Mountain, and since he had already lost one legion, of course he could not afford to lose another - his age and experience made the little prince who had been hit lose confidence at once. He even began to doubt himself.

After everyone had expired, the little prince, who had lost his soul, turned his gaze to the chief flag officer on the side, signaling that the meeting could begin, and Edward, who was happy to know, nodded slightly and took half a step forward.

"The reason for today's gathering of everyone must already be known - the Feather Legion was defeated at the Iron Cliff Mountain, the entire legion was completely annihilated, from the legion commander to all the centurions, only a few deserters survived. Probably because of the atmosphere, Edward's tone was also quite heavy this time: "We have lost more than the thousands of elite soldiers and knights of the Feather Legion. There are also canyons and hills for dozens of miles at the southern foot of the entire Iron Cliff Mountain. ”

"That means that within two weeks. An army of 300,000 barbarians would reach the bottom of the northern foothills, the camp of the Guards where we are now - and behind us is the entire southeast corner. ”

"And now the enemy is coming at any moment - we must prepare for the worst, that is, we will meet the enemy head-on in two weeks. Speaking of this, Edward paused and looked at the pair of eyes that were a little trembling: "Is it here to fight to the end, to defend the iron cliff mountain to enclose the southeast corner, or ......?"

“...... Retreat on all fronts and prepare for the defense of Hantu City!" The little prince who slammed his sword scabbard on the ground a little bit and said coldly: "The entire southeast corner is not in danger of defending in front of the enemy, and the only place that can really form a defense and organize troops is Hantu City!"

"In the previous battle, because of my misjudgment, the Feather Legion died - the responsibility is mine, it has nothing to do with anyone, all the brothers who died in the battle are the best warriors, and I will not punish those who escape, because this is a massacre that should not have happened!" The little prince took a deep breath: "So...... This time I'm leaving it up to you, and everyone decides whether we should continue the fight or retreat. ”

Everyone was silent, just lowered their heads and looked cautiously at His Royal Highness the prince - after seeing the fate of the Feather Legion, no one wanted to fight those savage and bloodthirsty blue wolf clans here, after all, these eastern barbarians were rumored to be simply not human, they were simply a group of living fanged monsters and ghouls, riding blood wolves, driving trolls and other, unheard of monsters, tearing thousands of Turin warriors to pieces!

But at such a time, who would dare to say anything about retreat?

It is true that the little prince who suffered a crushing defeat seems to be very reasonable now, but who knows what will happen to the first person to stand up and accuse him of being wrong - this is the Duke of Hantu City, His Royal Highness the Prince, and in the near future, he may even be the supreme of the entire kingdom of Turin!

What happened to those who made the king feel ashamed and ashamed, there have been countless unfortunate ones who have become living examples in three hundred years - but if they were to stay, surely no one would want to, so they all remained silent, waiting for the first one to stand up and stand up.

Seeing that none of these people would speak, Green Tern's expression darkened and darkened - of course he knew what these people were thinking, let out a long sigh, and then slowly raised his right hand.

"I support the plan of retreat, and the five legions will withdraw to Hantu City in batches - with the castles around the Iron Cliff Mountain and the walls of Hantu City to form a defensive line, and the castles in the entire southeast corner to form chains, slow down the enemy's attack layer by layer, and then fight them in Hantu City. ”

Despite the last resort, Green Turn's plan was complete: "In this way, we will also be able to avoid encountering the entire army of the Blue Wolf Clan, and it is likely that only their core army will be able to regain all the territory by annihilating them - and when these 300,000 barbarians are wiped out, the entire land will be peaceful for a hundred years, so this sacrifice is very worthwhile." ”

Hearing these words of Green Turn, the little prince's expression was a little lonely, but the others in the camp breathed a long sigh of relief and quickly stood up.

"I support the proposal of the Chief Admiral. ”

"That's right, we have to consume the strength of these barbarians as much as possible, and only in Hantu City can there be enough open bottom for our knights to exert their strength!"

"The Iron Wall supports Lord Grimm Tern!"

"The terrain of the Iron Cliff Mountain is too rugged for the Turineites to fight, at least they should retreat to the southeast corner!"

"Support Lord Greene Tern!"

"Support the Chief Adjutant!" ............

One after another, the generals stood up, as if they were scrambling to get the word out, as if nothing else was enough to prove how loyal he really was, as if overnight Green Turnn had become an admirable and highly respected commander in all of Hamland.

Although Green Turn's own expression did not show much joy - he did not want to retreat to Hantu City at all if he could, it would be a great shame for a royal knight to retreat without a fight in the face of a strong enemy!

But what's the use of holding it up now, can it be that way you can defeat the Blue Wolf Clan?

"I'm against it. ”

In the midst of the one-sided voice, a sudden heavy voice stunned everyone - even the little prince looked at Edward with a serious expression a little inexplicably, and after everyone stopped talking, the dark-haired knight with a dull gaze continued in that almost solemn voice.

"If we retreat now, there will be no counterattack waiting for us - beyond the city of Hantu, there is only hell!" (To be continued.) )