"The knight squad was killed?" Alfred sat in a chair in despair, "Those people are alive?"
"Not only that, but we just received new news a few minutes ago that a mortar unit in the northern part of the central defense zone has been silenced." Adjutant Longfellow said expressionlessly, "It seems that this team has penetrated the northern defense line and infiltrated the mortar team's station."
"Where's Erich?" Alfred asked quickly, "Did Mr. Erich send any contact?"
Longfellow was silent.
Of course there was communication. The mortar commander Erich scolded Alfred in the communication, asking him why he allowed the enemy team to break through the front line and infiltrate when he had already provided fire support, causing casualties among the precious artillerymen.
If captured mortar shells rained down from above the city of Orin during tomorrow's battle, Erich swore that he would curse Alfred in front of Bernifash and curse all of his ancestors.
Of course, there was no need to repeat these curse words to Alfred.
Adjutant Longfellow thought for a moment and replied:
"Sir Erich replied: Don't be nervous, you're fine, you're doing well."
Alfred: …
"Don't lie to me." He smiled bitterly, "That old man must have scolded me several times."
"The key point now is that this team that broke into the mortar garrison area must be eliminated, otherwise the mortar unit will suffer greater casualties." Adjutant Longfellow changed the subject and talked about business.
"However, the remaining personnel on the northern defense line are already stretched to the limit in order to prevent the defense line from being infiltrated by follow-up troops." Alfred said calmly, "Report to the higher-ups."
"It seems that we can't solve the trouble we have caused alone."
Soon, an order came from His Majesty Bonifacio, ordering Alfred, the commander of the northern front, to be dismissed on the spot and replaced by Viscount Joel Grafford, the King's Sword Guard.
"It turned out to be that guy Joel." Alfred lay dejectedly on the command chair with a gloomy expression. "What a pity! This guy is the last person I want to see."
"But even if Joel takes over my position, I don't think he will be able to deal with that tough elite team, right?" He laughed at himself, "I'll just wait and see the distressed and irritated expression on Joel's face."
Just as he finished speaking, new information came from the communications officer:
The team that infiltrated the mortar defense zone returned along the original route and left the battlefield.
Alfred: …
"What the hell!" He overturned the entire command table in anger.
…
The people of the Blue Sword returned with a full load of captured mortars and ammunition boxes.
Although they returned with a full load, no one had anything in their hands - everything was piled on Hearth Island.
The reason for the temporary retreat was that Ask did not want to continue making trouble and become the target of the Crusaders.
Although they had become the target of the Crusaders' Northern Front... On the way back, whenever the other knight squads saw the Blue Sword people, they basically pretended not to see them and just avoided these killing gods from a distance.