"Guys, what are we going to do now?"

Damon broke everyone's silence and took the initiative to ask everyone's opinion.

They are now in a clearing full of stones. Everyone, including Damon, randomly found a rock to sit down. There were no torches or lamps here, only the cold moonlight shining on everyone's iron armor. At this time, it was the end of winter and early spring, and the cold wind at night was even worse than that of winter, blowing on people with dampness and cold, but no one cared about the cold, because the cold outside was nothing compared to the cold inside the human heart.

The tide of battle has taken a decisive turn, and the vampires have taken the city of Mir, which is equivalent to completely encircling the Hama from the front and back. But to make matters worse, all the non-combatants of the tribes who remained in the rear also fell into the hands of the vampires.

Now that they know the whole process of the matter, in fact, the process can be easily deduced. The vampires patiently backed down and waited until their army was almost all in the valley, and then stood out from the other way, leading by a group of human minions and mercenaries who only knew money and people, and captured the weakly defended city of Mir with lightning speed. Not only did he seize the supplies that the Bins had accumulated there, but he also completely controlled the non-combatants of the Bin.

If anyone is responsible for this, it is only Kedasa. He had enough spies, but he mainly used them to spy on the rest of his clan, fearing that they would return and take Mir. His camp was closest to Mir, but he had only a small number of troops left there, making it impossible to rush to the city's aid as soon as it was attacked. His slow and stupid reflexes, his ridiculous calculations, led to the current result.

Damon tried to fight back today, and if he couldn't recapture Mill, he would have to recapture some of the non-combatants. Unfortunately, his attempts were met with a head-on attack from the dark arts. Ghostly winds screamed and fluttered, piercing through the soldiers' bodies and tearing their souls apart. Countless people have died under black magic. Without magical support, it is too difficult to defeat the vampires by relying on the bravery of the soldiers themselves. And all the magicians sent by the church have long been taken away by Kedassa for various reasons, and Damon has none at hand. Even in such a desperate situation, Kedasa refused to give even a little of the resources he had at hand to others.

After a fierce battle, Damon had no choice but to retreat. Fortunately, the enemy did not pursue - and they were not in a hurry to pursue it. All this is the fault of Kedasa, but this unfortunate outcome is for everyone to bear.

A man in a fiery red robe walked over. Damon looked at him, and the newcomer held out two fingers and gestured so that everyone could see.

"Two thousand?" Damon pulled an unknown weed from the crack in the stone at his feet, put it in his mouth and chewed it vigorously. The bitter taste of the weeds from the stems filled his mouth. "Did 2,000 people die?

"We were moving too slowly, the vampires had about a day and a night to fortify our defenses, and the soldiers were exhausted after our rapid march. The vampires have time to prepare to meet us. ”

"It's not that it's too slow, it's that it's too far away. And we don't have enough troops......" I don't know who interjected. Damon acted immediately after confirming the news, and the speed alone was indeed very fast. Either way, he was too far away from Mir, had too few troops, and didn't have any magical support, let alone be blocked by Kedasa along the way. It was Kedasa who was really capable of making the rescue, but he missed the opportunity and could not make a correct judgment, but instead took the time to hold a council of elders there to decide the next step.

That damn bastard!

"We're just going to die. Someone said. There was a hint of desperation in his voice, there was really no way to deal with those damn black magic without magical support.

He didn't speak, but everyone knew what it meant underneath.

"We have no choice but to go back and rendezvous with Kedasa. I don't know who whispered.

"What about our family? My family...... A family to all of us!" Now these people are in the hands of vampires - maybe not yet. But the vampires have taken full control of their escape routes, and have locked them up like cages on this plain. After that, everyone knew what was going to happen. There is no hiding place for so many people, vampires have absolutely no mercy for humans, and all those old and weak women and children who are incapable of fighting will be killed, and then resurrected to join the undead army, and turn their heads to fight their relatives under the manipulation of black magic.

It was clear from Kedasa's performance that he either did it deliberately or lacked decisive action. In short, it is impossible to count on him for the time being.

"There's another way. Damon spat out the chewed weed scraps in his mouth. His words were sudden, but they immediately attracted everyone's attention. In this situation where everyone was completely dispossessed, everyone looked at him with pleading expressions, expecting to spit out the most sinister hope from his mouth.

"The last resort. Damon's eyes suddenly flashed with a fierce gleam.

......

"Your Excellency!" Robin rode to catch up with Baylor in front of him. They could now be sure that they had left the danger zone, so the speed of their journey had slowed down significantly.

"What's the matter, Robin?" Beller seemed to be in a good mood. He had seen a small watchtower appear in front of him, apparently manned by human soldiers. It's a good place to ask about the situation and take a break.

"I thought about it carefully, but I thought...... Even if the Bin clan turns around and fights back to Mir City, their chances of winning are very high, at least five or five. Because the undead legions of vampires are not suitable for defending the city. On the contrary, if they attack Sivania, then there is really no hope. The vampire must be strong and clear, and the food of the Binzu clan is not in a few days......"

"Robin. For some reason, the look on Baylor's face seemed to be laughing. "On the surface, you have a good idea. Just as all bad ideas seem to make sense until they prove to be bad ideas. For example, if there is a hole in the boat and there is water, then I drill a new hole of the same size as the one I just had, so that the water from the first hole will flow out of the second hole. Do you think I have a good idea?"

Robin didn't know what to say for a while.

"If you drill this hole, it's the way to die. Bayral replied. He had lost interest in the topic and instead focused on something else. For example, the shape of the guard tower in the distance, the flag hanging on the tower, and other details.

......

"So, Damon suffered a defeat that was not too big or too small?" asked the subordinate who had come to tell him the details.

"That's right, the losses were quite large, and they were forced to retreat when they got nothing. ”

Kedasa smiled. In any case, I am the only one in charge of the big picture, and this is true in any case. Damon also had no choice, and it was foolish to take the initiative to attack a vampire in possession without magical support. He was a little glad that he had used all the means to finally control all the priests of the church. Even if Damon was soft and him before, he never regressed.

Although the decisive battle is coming, such a small defeat can at least let Damon see the reality clearly, and let him know who has the most power in the Binzu clan and who should listen to whom. And the leaders of the small and medium-sized tribes who followed Damon. This defeat will show them which leader they should follow.

He suddenly remembered someone else. It would be nice if that Bayral was here, and with his vision and ingenuity, he might be able to put forward a very constructive view of the battle situation. It's a pity that the guy is more slippery than a loach, and he turns around and runs away when he sees that the situation is not right. It's no wonder that guy wasn't from the Hama in the first place. Sure enough, outsiders are not trustworthy.

What to do next, the decision has already been made at the meeting. It's still the same old thing, salute first and then soldier. Ask the vampire for peace first, and then do it if you can't make peace. Kedasa thought clearly, although on the surface the vampires surrounded all the old and weak women and children of the Binda tribe on the plain near the city of Mir by stationing a few points, like caged birds. But in reality, these people are not really under his control. Even if a vampire wants to go on a killing spree, he needs enough time or enough troops to do so.

In particular, most of the tribes of the Kedasa faction were far away from the city of Mir. Damon's men, on the other hand, were closer to Mill. So in a short period of time, Kedasa doesn't have to worry about his family. The vampire will kill these people to replenish the undead legions, and he obviously doesn't pick and choose, and he will definitely start from the closer. Five days, he estimated, would be enough for the vampires to kill all the Damonas.

A decisive battle with the vampire must be fought in five days, and it will be difficult to say if it is postponed. But in five days, he didn't have to be too anxious. He suddenly felt some regret. If Damon hadn't been so stupid, always going against him everywhere, always refusing to give in to him, maybe he wouldn't have dragged on for five days. In this way, when he becomes king in the future, he will have more subjects......

No, it's early. He drove that beautiful dream out of his mind. Vampires must be defeated. Although he said that he had a certain chance of winning this decisive battle—the undead army was far easier to deal with than expected—he could not say that he would win.

"My lord?" the subordinate stayed for a long time, but he saw that Kedassa had been silent, so he couldn't help but remind him.

"Oh, it's fine. He replied immediately. "How's the messenger doing?"

"We're already leaving, my lord. But...... Everyone is talking about it...... Our soldiers were in a commotion. Everyone is concerned about the safety of their loved ones. More afraid of vampires killing them and driving their corpses to battle. ”

"It's fine. Kedasa waved his hand. "Tell the soldiers that even if a vampire wants to kill, the first one to kill is not ours. "Damon has not yet come, as have the leaders who have followed him. But it doesn't matter. It was clear to Kedasa that the next news was either that Damon was either planning to attack the vampires again - a futile struggle, of course - or sending a messenger to swear allegiance to him in order to prompt him to send troops back to Mill as soon as possible.