After returning to the camp, I immediately convened the staff to plan a new combat plan and prepared detailed countermeasures for every possible tactic the enemy might adopt.

There is no doubt that after our side shows its true main strength, the enemy's counterattack will be extremely fierce. And the number of troops they can mobilize is quite abundant, and they will probably use steady and steady tactics to eat us up.

The soldiers used various tools to build traps in the wasteland. It was a hard job, but the huge role of the traps in the previous battle deeply shocked them. They were sweating profusely without any complaints. Now they are only afraid that the traps are not big enough or deep enough.

...These guys were originally slave farmers, and they had been tinkering with civil engineering projects for a period of time before the war. In a few days, the wasteland was riddled with holes.

Compared with soldiers, officers are much busier. They have become accustomed to their responsibilities, and their professional characteristics have gradually emerged.

"How do you know that the commander is from the reconnaissance regiment?" If you ask the soldiers, they will say to you, "See for yourself! Who can even run away to take a piss?"

The soldiers were right, because the officers up and down the reconnaissance regiment always felt that there was not enough time, and all their eyes were bloodshot... They covered the entire wasteland with the reconnaissance system in a short time, and thousands of pairs of eyes did not blink.

Blinking his eyes, he stared at the vast area from the coastline to the right, to the desert where enemy troops were stationed on the left... At least hundreds of pieces of information were returned every day.

After screening, valuable information will be sent directly to the staff department.

"How do you know that the officer is from the Staff Department? You see someone who accidentally puts food into his nostrils when eating, bumps into walls when walking, often wears his shoes backwards, and slaps himself from time to time... That is the person who is from the Staff Department

Sir!"

Although it is a bit exaggerated, it is mostly true. The officers in the staff department are full of thoughts about the comparison of the enemy's and our forces, tactical coordination, and formation selection. Often, the tactics that took several days to come up with are overturned by a piece of newly arrived intelligence... They have been surrounded all day long.

He was spinning around on the map and had no chance to care about himself. Apart from planning the battle, he was distracted from doing anything else.

For these actions of officers, soldiers regard them with heartfelt gratitude and respect. They will leave the most delicious food for the officers, they will hold the officers who are about to hit the wall, and they will also

Put the things the officers need in the most convenient place... because they know that every effort of the officers is to protect everyone's lives.

For other generals, the atmosphere in the camp should be very depressing when the war is approaching. But at this time, the atmosphere in my camp is extremely harmonious. Eating and sleeping are in order, morale is high during training, and soldiers who violate military laws are almost extinct.

!

Because what unites the hearts of soldiers now is not food or military law, but a sincere emotion.

"You, them" were the most common words used by soldiers to address officers in the past, but now they have been gradually replaced by "we, us". With the changes in these words, the army has also completed its final transformation.

The scattered Ninth Legion of the Divine Alliance turned into an elite army that was only loyal to me, and became as sharp as the black iron knife on my back!

But the frustrating thing is... there are more and more people who like to be kicked by me. If I want to kick one without missing a beat every day, I can be busy from morning to dusk.

But when the time is right, I will still pat them on the head, kick their butts and use foul language to scold them. Because I understand that such actions will make them feel cared for and have a sense of belonging...most of them are

The refugees on the dividing line between gods and demons are lives abandoned by gods and demons. After seeing a glimmer of hope here, what they fear most is to be abandoned again.

The one who arrived before the demon alliance was the messenger from Galia.

There was quite a lot of letter paper. In addition to greetings from the three wives and questions from a lovely businesswoman, there was also a letter from Fichet...and of course bullshit orders from the military.

Let’s look at the command first!

To the Commander of the Ninth Legion of the Divine Alliance, His Excellency the God-Blessed Knight Cohen Keda: The final decisive battle has begun. Under the fierce attack of the Divine Alliance, the Demonic Alliance is making its final, unnecessary resistance. I believe that this battle will end.

After that, light will always shine on the dividing line between gods and demons!

Due to the fierce fighting on the front line, the Ninth Army must take the initiative to attack from the date of the arrival of this order, contain all the fifth theater of the Demon Alliance within the territory of the Camp Empire, and once again completely destroy the supply line of the Demon Alliance...

Except for this short paragraph, which can be seen as an order, the rest of the article is filled with sensational words full of religious characteristics. The fanaticism is a hundred times stronger than the disgusting love letters written by men and women in love, but the signature is still Carl Yu.

Prince Lysis.

"Shit." I cursed, took one last look at the order to make sure I didn't miss anything, and then gathered the order that made my skin crawl all over the place into a ball and held it in the palm of my hand.

After concentrating for a moment, the paper ball ignited... Well, it seems that my young master's magic has improved recently.

I blew away the ashes in my hand complacently, picked up Fichet's letter and read it, but this time my heart grew heavier and heavier as I read it.

Just as I was winning the battle, the war between gods and demons was also in full swing. On the front line of thousands of miles, both sides suffered very heavy losses. Before the war, more than half of the nearly two million troops on both sides had been killed or injured... and in comparison

The Divine Alliance Army is even more embarrassed, having suffered several major defeats in a row, and the defense line is on the verge of collapse!

Fichet warned me that although the divine coalition is still attacking, this is the last impact. The divine coalition can last for at least half a month before withdrawing... By then, the demon coalition will be able to vacate.

Take action to deal with me and ask me to find a way to retreat immediately!

No one expected that the Divine Alliance Army would be defeated so quickly, but Fischette’s intelligence was the most credible, and I had no reason not to adopt his suggestions. And this letter passed into my hands, and it was on the way.

It has taken nearly ten days!

"Commander! Go and get Carlos!" I shouted outside, but then I was so angry at the second thing Fichet said in the letter.

After Prince Carl Ulysses punished a group of officials sent by the temple, the Paradise Island Temple responded immediately.

That night, the three red priests met with the Gods of Light and requested that Prince Carl Ulysses be severely punished. However, due to the intervention of the God of War, this request was not accepted by the Gods - punishing the supreme commander during the war was undoubtedly

It was foolish, but the prince was recalled to the country anyway.

Punishing the prince failed to achieve their goal, so the red priests once again made another request to the Light God Clan, asking to reduce the number of Divine Blessing Knights. In particular, an empire cannot have two or more Divine Blessing Knights at the same time!

Obviously, the person they are going to deal with directly is me! But I don’t know what considerations the Light Gods had in agreeing to the temple’s request. Goddess Charlotte directly sent a letter to Creamer, asking your Majesty to

Choose between two divine knights of the empire.

Because Fichet will inherit the royal power in the future, it doesn’t matter whether he is a Divine Blessed Knight or not, so His Majesty asked Fichet to hand over the Divine Blessed Knight’s armor and sword... Although both His Majesty and Fichet didn’t care very much,

This abnormal deprivation of rights cannot be accepted by any nobleman. This is a shame!

Temple bastards! I will never let you go!

"Sir, are you looking for me?" Carlos walked in.

"Carlos, the situation has changed." I nodded to him, "We need to retreat immediately!"

"So urgent?" Carlos was stunned when he saw the stern look on my face.

"Yes, we need to retreat to Garia immediately." I said, "The war on the dividing line between gods and demons may be over!"

"Finish?"

"This is a letter from ten days ago." I shook the letter in my hand, "I'm sure that our current situation is already very dangerous. If we are surrounded by the demon alliance, we will be dead!"

"I'll make arrangements right away!" Just as Carlos said this, Marfa walked in from outside.

"Boss, new information has arrived." Mafa said nervously, "We have discovered the enemy."

"how many?"

"Now we have discovered enemies from two directions. One of them is from Gironde in Camp. He is coming towards us with all his troops." Mafa said, "The other is from the dividing line between gods and demons, Lisha

Wen still has one day to go!”

"Where's the number of people?"

"There are almost 200,000 people on the Gironde side, mainly infantry." Mafa said, "On the other side of the dividing line between gods and demons, there are almost 100,000 people, and there are three legions, including cavalry and infantry, and there are also special services!

They arrived very quickly, we are still a day and a half away from Gironde."

I was shocked. The demonic coalition has been able to mobilize troops from the front line! From this point of view, the divine coalition has been defeated!

"Carlos, order the troops to retreat immediately! Burn the camp, and I will lead four regiments of guards to cut off the rear! Order Geert to lead the troops to set fire behind Gironde, and then return directly to Gallia by sea!" I

He said firmly, "Mafa, tell your people to cheer up! Monitor everything closely!"

"yes!"

While the troops were preparing, follow-up information about the two enemy armies was continuously delivered to me.

The enemy troops coming from the dividing line between gods and demons moved very fast, because most of them were cavalry, and they seemed to want to cut off our retreat. Gironde, who came from the Camp interior, had already divided his army into two groups.

They were approaching us fiercely from a distance of fifty miles to the left and right.

Judging from the postures of these two enemies, they must have formulated this battle plan long ago. Now that the conditions are ripe, even Gironde, who was easily reticent, came to join in the fun with all his belongings.

The battlefield I designed can only accommodate a maximum of 100,000 enemy troops. I cannot guarantee victory with an additional 20,000 or 30,000, not to mention that the enemy now has more than 300,000!

"Boss!" Mafa rushed to my side again, "Gironde's troops have formed another forward force, and they are coming quite quickly!"

"Why are you panicking?" I took the information from Marfa and looked back at Carlos, "How are the troops prepared?"

"The reconnaissance force has been dispatched a long time ago, and the vanguard has also set off." Carlos said to me, "In another half an hour, the equipment that cannot be taken away will be completely destroyed, and the rest of the troops should be ready!"

I looked at the officers surrounding me and said, "Except for the troops left behind, all of you should follow Carlos. I want you to reach the rendezvous point in the shortest possible time! I will catch up with you as soon as possible. As long as we pass

Grand Canyon, we are safe!"

Moya looked at me and said, "Sir! I can't let you stay as queen, please replace me!"

"Yes! Let me do it instead!"

"It's better to switch to me!"

The officers tried to persuade me to leave first.

"Shut up!" I glanced around with sharp eyes, "If you idiots were to stay, all the 10,000 people behind the rear would be dead! Get out of here!"

I kicked the officers out.

"Carlos." I grabbed Carlos and whispered to him, "Look at these idiots for me."

"I understand." Carlos nodded vigorously, "Sir, you have to be careful."

"Don't worry." I smiled, "I won't die that easily."

Watching the last troop leave, I ordered the fire to be set.
To be continued...