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"I'm sorry, we tried to rescue them, but."

On the Winter Wolf position in Bafont Canyon, Colonel Fraser, who had retreated through the tunnel, was still wearing blood-stained armor, but he did not go to rest immediately, but handed over a stacked broken Winter Wolf battle flag to Colonel Duke, who was guarding here, in a solemn manner.

The latter had an ominous premonition in his heart when he saw the flag being brought back by the Plantagenet.

After listening to Fraser's description, the body of the colonel, who was trusted by General Baldwin, shook his head, he stared at the battle flag in front of him, and said in a hoarse voice:

"So, our army in the Valley of the Shadows is all over. What about Basomiyan? Is he dead too? ”

"Colonel Basomyon is not dead, but I don't think he is alive in his current state."

Fraser whispered:

"As we retreated, more than one officer saw Colonel Basomyan fighting valiantly in his position, and the jackals' sneak arrows knocked him down, but the vampires saved him, using the 'rescue method' of the vampires.

In addition, there is a Nord unit from Icy Bay on a special mission, and they should also be alive, but their evacuation direction is not here in the retreat plan. ”

"Blanch!"

Colonel Duke scolded harshly.

This is the worst news.

It was even worse than the destruction of the vanguard at the kobolds, and it was hard to imagine how desperate Basomiyan's irascible and pious fellow must have been when he found out that he had become a vampire, and Colonel Duke couldn't help but feel a dark conjecture in his mind when he saw that all the troops except the vanguard of the Winter Wolf Legion had withdrawn from the valley.

Maybe their own vanguard is being used by these guys.

No!

The current situation is not the time to think about this.

Sensed Colonel Duke threw the dark thought out of his mind, and his gaze looked beyond Fraser to the point where a steady stream of soldiers was coming out of the pit that the Silver Dwarf had broken through only a few days earlier.

Each of them had the exhaustion of the forced march on them, and it was impossible to go into battle again in such a state.

But they brought with them the ammunition and various medical supplies that were very much needed in the current Nord position, as well as some of the newly produced Blood Vulture Claw rifles from the Trancia Arsenal, and most importantly, the thousands of people evacuated this time only needed a short rest to immediately replenish the current situation in the not optimistic position.

Colonel Duke shook his head and said:

"Your soldiers can rest in the rear, the dwarven priests helped us build a bunker there, and our cooks can help, but I can only give you a maximum of three days to recuperate."

"That's enough."

Colonel Fraser hugged his helmet and said in a deep voice:

"Although the gnolls have just occupied the Valley of the Shadows, the large-scale counterattack launched by the Transanians to cover the evacuation has destroyed their camp, and it is impossible for Xu Gesen to immediately send those gnolls who also need to rest and recuperate, we still have some time, I would like to ask, how is the situation of the battle here?"

"It's still holding on."

Colonel Duque pointed to the position beneath his feet, which had been shaped into a sloping terrain, and said:

"Just because you're stuck in the Valley of the Shadows doesn't mean we're here to spend our days free, we've routed at least 17 attacks from the Gnolls in the last twenty-two days. They have moved the kobolds back to the Valley of the Shadows, so that we are not threatened from the underground, but our positions are still somewhat down, but the rest have been fortified.

As tired as we are, I believe that the gnolls on the other side are also exhausted, and they will not be able to organize another attack in a short time. ”

"How many people are there?"

Colonel Fraser frowned and asked, but Colonel Duke hesitated for a moment and said truthfully:

"About three thousand two hundred, and more than a thousand wounded soldiers were sent back to the Maginot Line."

"I remember when you first deployed, there were 7,500 men."

The commander of the Plantagenet Kingdom exclaimed:

"Your casualties are too heavy, maybe you should retreat to the Maginot Line now, and leave this place to us to defend, your situation is worse than ours."

"Give our position to the Plantagenets? No, don't think about it! ”

Colonel Duke stiffened his neck and refused:

"General Baldwin's order to us is to stay here until the reinforcement and renovation of the Crimean fortress is completed, I have not received an order from the general, I will not evacuate my position! Neither will my soldiers! ”

This answer is full of unreasonableness that a North Yanke should have.

Colonel Fraser glanced at the gallows at the rear of the position, on which the bodies of the soldiers hung were intact, indicating that they were not killed in battle.

Deserters, perhaps?

The traditionally disciplined Winter Wolves have deserted, which shows that the situation on this position is not as "optimistic" as Colonel Duke said.

"Is it to wash away the shame?"

Fraser asked softly:

"Just because the Transans call you 'cowards'? No, it shouldn't be! Lord Duke, you have stood here confronting the gnolls, fought them seventeen times, and fended off twenty-two days, and no one can say that you are cowards.

Your army is demoralizing now, and you should retreat to the rear with them. ”

"I refuse! In the face of the Black Plague, there are only Nords who died in battle, and there are no Nords who collapsed! ”

Colonel Duke, with a cold face, once again rejected the suggestion.

His gray-blue eyes glanced at the hills on the other side of the position, where Colonel Qin, the famous "meat grinder" of Translasia, was patrolling the position with a team of KPA cavalry, which was the defense area of the Translancian people, and the bones of the gnolls discarded in front of their position were no less than those of the Nords, and they had done more "artistic" processing.

All the heads of the gnolls were cut off and piled up around the position, the Scarlet Battle Banner of Translancia was planted on the "Tower of Skull", and the heads of the gnolls strung with broken spears and the strange "scepters" made of the gnoll's fluffy tails fluttered in the wind, looking majestic and savage.

There was actually something similar on the Nord positions.

It is clear that this is the result of the "learning" of the Northerners from the Transansians, who have gone even further, and even some soldiers and officers have begun to decorate their armor and weapons with the skulls of the Gnolls.

At first glance, the soldiers on this position looked more like barbarians than the gnolls on the other side.

"You're really competing, aren't you?"

Fraser sighed and said:

"The Scarlet Archon of the Translancians once made a bitter assessment that violence is the peacock tail of us stinky men, and I believe that now.

Lord Duke, there are immortal spirits in Translasia, and you can't learn their deadly tactics."

"Why not?"

Colonel Duke scoffed, and he asked rhetorically:

"We have all the things that the immortal Immortals have!

It's just 'immortality', and it's not a mysterious thing in the realm of psionic energy, we have invited the psychic witches of the Northland to come to the battlefield to collect the living souls of those warriors, and maybe we will soon have our own 'Winter Wolf Heroic Spirit'." ”

"You're crazy!"

Seeing that Colonel Duke had told all this kind of thing, Fraser knew that he couldn't persuade these crazy northerners, and he didn't waste any more time, decisively said goodbye to Colonel Duke, and then took his guards and commanders to the bunker behind the position to rest.

At this time, there were still eight days left before the Trancian people's thirty-day deadline for guarding the Barren Mountain, and with the Shadow Valley already falling, the last eight days would definitely be carried out in this area where the terrain was also imperfect, and this time there was a position, so what was going to be followed would be a bloodier battle of positional resistance.

However, at the same time that the Transancians went mad, so did the stubborn Nords, and with no way to evacuate on either side, Colonel Fraser had nothing to do but accompany them to their madness.

It's not just the Nords who are building their castles.

Fraser knew that on the border of the Cato region, the elite of the Pioneer Legion and the servants of the Wolf Venom Clan mobilized by Marshal Loren were also racing against time to reinforce the Dorod Fortress group on the western shore of Lake Sorpers.

In other words, Colonel Fraser had to buy time for his homeland behind him, and the Plantagenets were even worse because they were far behind compared to the progress of the Maginot Line and the Crimean Fortress.

This means that once the Gnoll is blocked by the Maginot Line and cannot be breached, then with Xu Gesen's command ability, it will definitely move westward to invade Cato!

As the old saying goes, there's really not much time left for the Plantagenet.

——

"Retreat? Why retreat! ”

While the forces of the Valley of the Shadows retreated to the front line of Bafont Canyon, Haas, the blood-scarred gnolls who had been confronting Colonel Duke here for more than twenty days, also received orders from Old Manson.

This made the Haas Overseer very upset, and with a rough bandage on its arm, it slapped its weapon and shouted:

"I know we're a bit badly damaged, but the Nords on the other side are tired! Even if they had reinforcements from the Shadow Valley, it wouldn't change the fact that we were in the ascendancy.

Gnolls recover much faster than humans, and I only need three days to launch a deadlier assault on that damn line!

I only need three days! ”

"You've wasted eight or three days."

On the tiger-skinned marching bed opposite the Haas Overseer, old Manson, who was still a little weak, harnessed a body that did not belong to him, and said in a cold tone:

"You set out confidently telling me that you would break through the Nord defenses before the Grand Overseer of Shügson, and you disdainfully commented that the Northerners were vulnerable, but the result?

Shügsen has taken the Valley of Shadows against such a huge disadvantage, and his reputation as a chosen one has penetrated into the hearts of every jackal, but you are blocked here by the Nords.

Be! I know that on the other side is the Nords' most elite Winter Wolves, but is that why you're fighting such a bad fight? You have the largest number of hunting priests, I hand over to you the elite of the Bloodscar Clan, and the Nords on the opposite side are no more numerous than your soldiers, and they don't have enough artillery.

But attacking such a position that is far more modest than the Black Flame Pass, you have not been able to do it for more than twenty days.

You've lost all the faces of the Bloodscar Clan!

Now immediately take your soldiers and retreat at least thirty kilometers, and I'll take matters into account for the mess you've left behind. ”

"And what else do you want me to do?"

Overseers Haas are going insane.

It was so angry at this moment that it ignored the identity gap between it and Manson, and it scolded:

"It's a war, Manson! It's not you psionics playing those hellish sorcery, the enemy's will to fight is very strong, the Winter Wolf Legion used to deal with the Western Saharian barbarians in the northern wilderness, which is a more fierce opponent than the gnolls, they are not afraid of us at all and have a lot of experience against large creatures.

Pressure tactics don't work for them at all, fear tactics will only be eaten by them as breakfast!

It took me twenty days to wear off half of their military strength! Their soldiers are already on the verge of collapse, I only need one attack to crush that position, I don't need you to interfere with the command here, Lord Manson!

You are only a hunting priest who serves the gods, you know nothing about marching and fighting, and the victory of Hygeson was achieved without you interfering with his command.

You're not a professional, so don't try to do what the Overseers should do for me! ”

"Bastard!"

When he said this, old Manson didn't like to hear it.

What do you mean?

What does it mean that I am not good at war?

Are you turning around and calling me stupid?

What else is there for me to interfere with your command?

Bullshit!

Without the help of the Lord of the Hunt, would you have been able to fight so smoothly?

A group of bastards who pick up the bowl to eat, put down the bowl and scold the mother!

Get out of here!

Next, let's see Lao Tzu show you the god operation!

"It's proven that you Overseers can't defeat the Translanians, so it's time to give the psionists a try."

Old Manson said indifferently:

"We'll talk about your confrontation with the High Priests after the battle, Overseer Haas, now that you've been dismissed, take your clan and roll over to the Valley of the Shadows to report to Overseer Hygeson."

"You can't do that! Manson. ”

Overseer Haas shouted:

"Now the advantage is ours, just wait patiently, the enemy will automatically expose the weakness, now be steady! Don't rush in! Hell, Manson, you're going to ruin our advantage. Don't be impulsive! Damn it! ”

"Take this arrogant bastard down!"

Old Manson didn't want to hear Haas bark anymore.

With a wave of its hand, two hunters stepped forward to drive the Haas Overseers away from the tent, of course the Overseers were unhappy, but the status of the priests in the Bloodscar Clan was transcendent, and Chief Amot did give Old Manson the power to lead the front, and now that the old guy wanted to seize power, the Haas Overseers had no way at all.

Damn it!

It's clear that it's already pushing the Nords, who want to save face, to the brink of collapse, and it's only one step.

"Hmph, the annoying guy is finally out."

Old Manson narrowed his eyes and glanced at the quiet tent, touched the strange object called the "Plane Diamond" on his waist, and found the best hunting captain under the command of the Haas Overseer.

It asks:

"The dwarves dug tunnels nearby, right?"

"Yes, High Priest."

The captain of the hunt replied in horror:

"According to our scouts, the Silver Dwarves have dug a system of tunnels as complex as the Shadow Valley in the basement of Bafengte Canyon, and it is clear that they intend to replicate the tactics of the Shadow Valley here."

"They want to be beautiful."

Manson shook his tail, which was a little half-paralyzed by the "seizure", and said in a gloomy tone:

"You go and help me find a tunnel close to the Nord line as fast as possible, as deep as possible, as fast as possible."

The captain of the hunt did not dare to slack off, and immediately turned around and went to work.

Old Manson called the other Overseers under Haas's command and gave them orders:

"Under the great guidance of the Lord of the Hunt, I am about to unleash a terrifying spell that will destroy the tunnels that the Transians have worked so hard to dig in one fell swoop, and this spell will have an unimaginable impact on the ground nearby, so I ask you to retreat immediately with your soldiers.

The Transia have pierced the tunnel, and God will help me, and when my spell is successfully activated, you will immediately follow the tunnel and return here, and then the road to Translancia will be completely unblocked.

That will be the enemy-breaking miracle of our gnolls! And the Lord of the Hunt will protect you in all battles. ”

(End of chapter)