East of the Tianduan Mountains.
The orc army and human allied forces marching east have been fighting fiercely here for nearly a month, and the fierce battle has dyed the land red.
There is always a disgusting smell of blood in the air, attracting a large number of vultures to circle in the air.
Whenever there is a gap between battles, these vultures will swoop down and enjoy their feast.
But in one area, these scavengers were patrolling in the air, not daring to land, because a heroic female knight was passing by on that battlefield.
She was wearing a silver refined iron armor, with complicated and mysterious lines covering the surface of the armor, flowing with mysterious brilliance under the sunlight.
It's just that her complexion was very bad, and she exuded a daunting murderous look. She also carried a man in her hand, and rode all the way to the station of the northern army.
Of course the guards knew the only female paladin in the Glorious Empire, so they didn't dare to stop her, so they could only let the other party charge into the camp.
Boom!
"Garcia, is he from the north?" Duke St. Grian rushed into Marquis Garcia's tent, and asked angrily, leaving the unconscious man in his hand on the ground.
Marquis Garcia stood up unhurriedly, glanced at the man on the ground, nodded and said:
"That's right."
"Why is he spreading rumors all over the Western Region, saying that the Imperial Coalition Army suffered a disastrous defeat in the Tianduan Mountains, and that the orc army is about to ravage the Western Region?" Duke St. Grian's face was frosty, obviously very angry, "This rumor has now spread in the Western Region , It caused great panic, and a large number of civilians who believed it was true began to flee.
Being able to cause such a big impact shows that he is not alone in spreading rumors, it must be organized and premeditated!
Garcia, aren't you going to give me an explanation! "
Marquis Garcia nodded calmly, and said, "Yes, I asked my subordinates to spread this rumor."
Duke St. Grian raised his eyebrows, his whole body burst out with murderous aura, and said angrily:
"What do you want to do!"
"I'm just making preparations in advance." Marquis Garcia remained calm in the face of a murderous paladin, as if he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him at all, "Duke Saint Grian, this battle has already progressed At this stage, can't you still see the reality clearly
We fight head-on with the orcs in the Tianduan Mountains, do we really have a chance of winning? "
The Duke of St. Grian suddenly became angry: "Garcia, did a fiasco in Shadow Canyon make you look like this? Don't you even have the courage to fight bloody to the end?"
The Marquis of Garcia shook his head and said: "War is not just based on solitary courage, but more importantly, strategies and tactics. I have said a long time ago that what we are implementing now is an extremely stupid strategy!"
"You're just looking for excuses for your cowardice!"
"This is not an excuse, but a fact. According to the current situation, within three months, the imperial coalition forces will completely collapse."
"If you don't fight until the last moment, no one can decide who wins or loses! Every human warrior here is ready to sacrifice! Only you, Garcia, you have lost the courage and faith that a knight should have!"
"I have never been afraid of sacrifice, and I have never doubted that every human being here has the courage to fight to the end, but are we really going to bury the most elite army of the empire here
The land can be regained if it is occupied, the city can be rebuilt if it is destroyed, and it can be recovered slowly even if the civilians suffer heavy casualties. However, the formation of an elite army cannot be completed in a short period of time.
If one of the most elite troops of the empire is buried in the Tianduan Mountains, then we may not even have the ability to fight back. "
The Duke of St. Grian shook his head, as if he was completely disappointed with the Marquis of Garcia: "Garcia, don't argue for your cowardice anymore. I will report this matter to His Majesty, maybe the commander of the Northern Army needs to be replaced. gone."
After saying this, Duke St. Grian turned and walked out of the tent.
Marquis Garcia looked at the back of the other party going away, clenched his fists, and seemed to have finally made up his mind.
woo—
Not long after the Duke of St. Grian left, a new round of battle started again.
The battle lines of the two sides spread out along the outline of the Tianduan Mountains, stretching for dozens of miles. At a glance, they were densely packed with human and orc soldiers fighting.
Emperor Reinhard stood on the hillside behind, carefully observing the situation on the battlefield.
His brows were tightly knit together, obviously not satisfied with the current battle situation.
During this period of time, the human defense positions have retreated again and again, and the number of casualties has exceeded one hundred thousand. Although the soldiers are still fighting bravely, they have also shown signs of fatigue.
On the contrary, the orcs fought more and more bravely. The cruel fighting aroused their thirst for blood, and even death could not make them retreat.
As the war gradually develops in a direction that is unfavorable to human beings, the voices of the army about temporarily retreating and retreating into the city to fight defensive battles have gradually become louder. Officers discuss.
However, such a voice was strongly opposed by Emperor Reinhardt and Duke St. Grian.
Duke St. Grian's objection is easy to understand. Of course, she hopes to keep the orcs out of the western border and prevent her territory from being poisoned.
As for Emperor Reinhardt, it was more because of face problems.
The proud emperor was full of ambitions before the war, and wanted to take this opportunity to make an indelible contribution, so how could he allow the army to retreat.
Once retreating, wouldn't it be an admission of failure in this blocking campaign
As the unfavorable battle continued, Emperor Reinhardt's depression and irritability accumulated more and more. At this time, anyone who dared to mention the withdrawal of troops in front of him would be scolded immediately.
"Your Majesty." Duke St. Grian approached quickly and bowed slightly to greet him.
Emperor Reinhard nodded and asked casually, "What's the matter?"
The Duke of St. Grian immediately told the story of the Marquis Garcia sending people to spread rumors in the western border.
Emperor Reinhard seemed to have found an outlet for his emotions, and roared angrily:
"What does Garcia want? Tell him to come see me immediately!"
The messenger hurriedly led the order and ran away.
The Duke of St. Grian persuaded: "Your Majesty, I think Garcia is no longer suitable to be the commander-in-chief of the Northern Army. His cowardice and hesitation will drag us into the abyss of failure!"
Emperor Reinhardt had a gloomy face and did not speak, his eyes flickering with a frightening cold light.
But while they were waiting for Marquis Garcia to come to accept accountability, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed.
The right wing of the human army suddenly sank in a large area.
This change caught both the enemy and us by surprise.
Emperor Reinhard subconsciously took a few steps forward, then stopped:
"What's going on? Whose defense zone is that? Why back off?"
"That's the northern defense zone!" Duke St. Grian almost gritted his teeth, "Garcia, does he want to get away!"
The face of Emperor Reinhardt instantly became extremely scary:
"Garcia, I'm going to kill you!"
(end of this chapter)