Demon Lord

The scepter priest, Udora, did not rest well that night.

The successive defeats put her under tremendous psychological pressure. At this time, for safety, she and her staff lived in the semi-underground headquarters.

The damp living environment also made her always feel that the sheets were sticky. The noise of the soldiers digging the soil with shovels and shovels echoed in her ears all the time. Even though it was not loud, after listening to it all night, she woke up with an unusually pale face, and the dark circles under her eyes were particularly obvious.

How's the digging going?

Taking the towel handed over by the maid, she wiped her cheeks, took the water glass and rinsed her mouth, and then stepped on the stone steps to the outside of the command post. The early morning mist shrouded the banks of the Lamu River. It's all white.

My lord, so far four... trenches have been dug, but they can only accommodate more than a thousand soldiers. By tonight, the expected goal should be achieved.

Listening to the following reply, Yudora's tense face relaxed a little.

Have you finished counting the food that has just been shipped?

My lord, the food they brought in... is enough for a week. However, news began to spread in the camp that the baggage was burned. I have ordered a dozen people to be arrested, but—

Youdora frowned, waved her hand and said, Those who shake the morale of the army will be killed, and if there are similar rumors, don't be soft.

She reached out and rubbed her abdomen. The hunger caused by not eating dinner last night continued until now, and Yudora finally couldn't hold it anymore: Let's prepare breakfast, everything is going according to plan.

Yes, my lord!

Yudora turned around and prepared to return to the command post, but after taking a few steps, she looked at the weapons surrounding the camp and frowned, Did there be so much fog before?

My lord, the temperature has dropped a lot in the past few days. It should be normal to get up early and get foggy.

It's okay to say so, but Yudora always feels uneasy in her heart. But at this moment, hurried footsteps suddenly came from a distance, obviously there were soldiers running towards this side.

Master Priest! The scouts report - the enemy appeared three kilometers away!

Yudora was stunned: What do you mean? Three kilometers away?

Isn't the enemy on the other side of the river?

West! Three kilometers to the west! The scouts who just explored the road found an army approaching here...

how many people?!

There are more than 3,000 people, and...Master Priest, there are still, and there are weapons with extremely long range in their team...

The soldiers did not dare to say this out loud, because the fear brought to them by the Vulcan cannon was too deep. He was afraid that his voice would cause panic around him. Yes, that would be too unfair.

At this time, Yudora's face was already pale, and her expression was almost frozen. She took a step back involuntarily, and murmured: How is it possible... How is it possible to come here...

She had a certain psychological expectation of the enemy crossing the river secretly, so she specially spread out a large number of scouts along the river bank. But last night the lights on the other side were brightly lit, and the bustling voices could be heard here, so it didn't look like they planned to cross the river no matter what they thought.

And even if it's crossing the river, the enemy can't transport too many talents overnight - even with the help of spells, the carrying capacity and speed can't be increased beyond common sense in non-ferry areas!

And that horrible cannon...

Could it be an illusion?

It is the consensus of generals that soldiers are not tired of cheating.

At this point, whether she is self-paralyzed or lucky, she must believe that the enemy is bluffing: Get ready for battle now! Prepare to attack! The enemy is probably using magic to force us to give up resistance, as long as we expose them!

What Yudora said was decisive, and the staff immediately started to formulate a battle plan.

However, when she stepped back to the headquarters, she found that her legs were shaking...

The entire camp began to get busy under one order after another, but the soldiers who had been busy all night were exhausted. After hurriedly picking up their weapons, they found that the direction of the trench they dug was completely wrong: their original imaginary enemy had just landed on the other side of the river. The enemy, he himself also thought of preventing the enemy from forcibly crossing the river and landing as a combat goal.

But now the enemy suddenly came from the west, which meant that the trenches would be abandoned, and they could only continue to fight in formation according to the previous combat method.

Right now, there are more than 10,000 auxiliary soldiers in the entire army, and 4,000 main troops who have fled from the other side of the river in a hurry—many of them are wounded soldiers who have experienced the groundhog shelling before, and they are not the elite of the Tuke tribe. , there is not such a strict military discipline. If you have nothing to do all day long, you can only exaggerate the power of artillery fire, for fear that others will not know the horror of this weapon.

As a result, soldiers who have not yet been exposed to overheated weapons still have great fear of artillery.

Come up! Get up! Get up!

Put on armor and prepare for battle! Prepare to attack!

Shouts resounded in the camp in the early morning, and many soldiers who had just fallen asleep got up with red eyes and felt dizzy when they walked. Now that I heard that the enemy is about to be confronted, except for the soldiers led by the Tuke tribe, the remaining orderlies from the six countries are all extremely negative...

Array! Damn it! Go forward! Don't retreat

Death to the escapee!

The shouts of the warlords were endless, because after the surrounding mist gradually dissipated, the neatly arrayed army in the distance directly filled the demoralized soldiers with fear——

We're doomed...

Damn it... now you have to line up to die?

Shut up! This is all an illusion! This is the enemy's trick!

Who is making noise? Drag it out and chop it up!

The noisy army formation was shouting, but suddenly there was a light flickering in the distance, and the howling shells flew two kilometers away in an instant, and landed in front of the army formation. giant pit.

Now even the Warlord stopped talking about phantoms. Faced with such an enemy, are they still lying to themselves to stand here waiting to die?

Run!

Run away! You can't win!

The soldiers who were in formation in front did not speak, but the logistics troops behind them suddenly blew up the battalion - because they all knew that the food in the rear had been burned by a fire, and now they encountered that terrible artillery attack, seven or eight soldiers The soldiers who had long intended to escape screamed and ran to the distance. The warlords were far away, and they couldn't catch up for a while...

After all, the warlords of the Tuke tribe never expected that the group of cowards hiding in the back would be the first to blow up the camp.

And when the escape of seven or eight people turned into twenty, fifty or even hundreds of people, everything has already begun to become irreversible.

The disadvantage of the miscellaneous army's inability to fight against the wind is undoubtedly highlighted here. The bombing camp at this time is actually an explosion of countless previous failures...

Eudora, who was sitting at the headquarters, looked pale. When she heard the noisy voice, she knew that she had completely failed.

As a commander who had 40,000 troops ready to take down Laxia City a few days ago, there were no more than 2,000 of the tens of thousands of troops around Yudola at this time. The soldiers in front also chose to flee after seeing the logistics soldiers collapsed without fighting: anyway, no one knows anyone, so can the Overseer catch all the deserters and behead them?

Just throw away the armor, just smear the soles of your feet and run away!

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