Looking at the soldiers who were defeated like a tide, Logaris felt a bitterness in his mouth, this battle is really unfought, the morale of the soldiers is so low, they will collapse when they are slightly frightened by the other party, even the most clever generals cannot win such a war.

Logaris thought back to the three days of battle, and he suddenly had an idea, and chewed a little taste out of it. "Could it be...... Was this all planned, deliberate?" Logaris muttered to himself.

He suddenly figured out one thing, with the strength of Savin's side, in fact, the first day of battle could inflict heavy damage on his own army, but they put on an even position, as if they had won the victory by a little luck, and the losses on both sides were not very serious. However, from the next day, the battle became shorter and shorter, and it was over before the battle began, and the morale of his side collapsed at the slightest move, but the losses were not very serious.

Now it seems that all this is likely to be deliberately done by the other side, the purpose is to wear down the morale of the army little by little, so that the soldiers will have a strong sense of war weariness, and they will collapse immediately as soon as they fight.

Thinking of this, Logaris suddenly realized that Savan's purpose was not just to win this war, but to pack and swallow these tens of thousands of troops. Otherwise, he would have been able to inflict heavy losses on the King's army on the first day, and the King would most likely have ordered the withdrawal of his army. But now it feels like the army has not suffered heavy losses, and it seems that it can continue to fight, but it is more easily defeated each time.

Logaris felt a chill down his spine, this Savan's mind is really terrible, he actually calculated so deeply, it seems that his decision is not wrong, such an opponent is still more sensible to stand with him.

After three defeats in a row, the morale of the whole army also fell to the bottom, and King Malves did not even have the heart to hold a meeting, and locked himself alone in a tent with no one to see. Many nobles came to see him, but they were blocked by the king's personal guards, and in desperation, the nobles went to Count Leblas, and the only person who could see the king at present was probably the king's red.

After listening to the complaints of the nobles demanding the removal of Logaris, Count Lebras definitely went to talk to the king himself, and now that the soldiers are so low, there is probably only one way to change the commander, otherwise the battle will not be fought.

The Count of Leblas came to the king's tent and asked the guards to inform the king. The guards also watched the food be served, and now the king was actually staying in the earl's territory, which was to some extent equivalent to the real money of these soldiers, so the guards agreed and turned into the tent.

After a short time the guards came out and said that the king had pleased, and the count lifted the curtain and went into the king's tent. Walking into the tent, the Count immediately smelled a strong smell of wine, and on closer inspection, King Malveis was already half-drunk and half-conscious. The Count couldn't help frowning, the king's will was too weak, and he became so depressed at the slightest difficulty.

The Count sometimes wondered if he had made the wrong choice, but then he thought that if it weren't for the king's easy control, he probably wouldn't have supported him.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty......" The Count called to the King softly, only to see King Malves lift his eyelids with difficulty, and look at it with casual eyes for a while, before he recognized it as the Count.

"Uncle...... Earl...... You...... What is the matter?" the king's mouth was tied for a long time before he spoke.

The Earl patiently said to the king: "Your Majesty, do not be so depressed, we have suffered only a small setback, and the loss of troops is not great, so we still have a great chance of winning the war." ”

Listening to the Count's persuasion, Malwes seemed to be in better spirits, and he barely bothered himself, and said, "But...... Counterpart...... There's a magician, we ......" Speaking of which, Malves couldn't go on.

The Count understood what the king meant, this battle was helpless, and the magicians on the other side could not come up with any countermeasures, so how could they fight like this. The Earl couldn't help this problem, but this was not the purpose of his visit, so he changed the subject and said, "I don't think the magicians are that powerful, but there are some problems with our tactics." ”

"Uh...... What do you say after that?" the king looked at the count with a straight look.

The earl said expressionlessly: "I think it is better to change the commander, as the saying goes, changing the commander is like changing the knife, there may be a way to change the commander, our army is full of talents, there will always be excellent commanders, and this can also boost morale." ”

The king thought for a while with his already unenlightened mind, and then he hesitated and said, "This ...... It's also good...... Then ......"

The Earl understood that the King had agreed, and he immediately became excited, raised his voice and said, "Your Majesty is indeed wise, I will send someone to do it immediately!" The Earl's voice sounded as harsh as thunder to the already drunk King, and he hurriedly waved his hand to signal the Count to retreat.

The Count immediately stood up, saluted the king, and hurried out of the tent. As soon as he left the tent, he was immediately surrounded by the nobles who were waiting outside.

"How's that? What does His Majesty say?"

"Has His Majesty agreed?"

The nobles inquired in the hope of getting the exact news at the first time. The Earl waved his hand mysteriously and said, "Don't be anxious, come and talk to me." With that, the Count led the people to his tent.

The movements of the nobles here were quickly reported to Logaris, who knew that these nobles had always been concerned about their position, and that if they drove themselves down, they would be able to swallow their own army, and if he didn't understand this, he would not have been able to run the border for years.

Logaris sneered in his heart, these nobles are really beyond their means, and it is simply a fool's dream to defeat Savan with their abilities, not to mention that he will not give the nobles such a chance.

Not long ago, the Savan army sent an envoy to inform Logaris that the Sahain army would launch a sneak attack tonight, hoping that General Logaris would cooperate, as long as Logaris's side moved, the Savan army would take the opportunity to attack.

If before Logaris was hesitant to surrender or use this opportunity to set a trap for Savan to take the bait, now Logaris is completely determined to break with these nobles. Logaris told the messenger that he would launch a surprise attack in the middle of the night, and that everything would go according to the original agreement.

After some noisy deliberation in the earl's tent, the nobles decided that the next morning the court meeting would collectively demand the removal of Logaris, and the successor had been determined, and the knight chief under the earl would be the leader. After discussing the idea, the nobles returned to their tents satisfied, fantasizing about what would happen tomorrow.

By midday, the whole camp had become very quiet, except for the soldiers patrolling and sentry. Suddenly, a group of dark shadows came near the King's tent, and this unusual move immediately attracted the attention of the King's guards.

"Who?" snapped a few guards, spears raised.

"We have important information to report to Your Majesty. The leader was a battalion commander under Logaris, and he replied as he walked slowly toward the king's guards.

"I'll talk about it tomorrow, Your Majesty is already resting. The guards looked nervously at each other as they spoke, but they were not wearing any weapons, which reassured them a little.

"A few big brothers, do me a favor, this is really important. With a kind smile on his face, the man slowly approached the guards.

"Didn't I tell you? "The guards' vigilance has slowly eased.

"Ah, what is that?" exclaimed the man, suddenly pointing to the king's tent.

His shout immediately caused the guards to look back nervously, and at that moment, he jerked out two short swords from behind his back and stabbed them in the chests......

(End of chapter)