Aslan, who returned to Wenger Castle, immediately handed over all the affairs of the laboratory to Reyas and Carreas, and he was going to the front line.
The offensive pace of the Nationalist Army must not be stopped.
Aslan stormed into the camp angrily, pointing at Goodlaf and Addison and yelling curses.
"Attack immediately! The longer we delay, the more people will be transformed and the more evil giants will become. We cannot afford to delay them."
Addison and Goodlaf smiled. Although they were elders, they did not dare to show off in front of Aslan.
Garcia looked at Aslan with a strange expression. Although he was dissatisfied with Aslan's seizure of power, he was the only one who could make the army move again.
"Lord Amuro!"
Aslan waved his hand and said: "This battle is still yours, I'm just here to supervise the battle."
Garcia's mouth twitched slightly and he said: "The battle in Franklin's main city is going to involve a showdown between the strongest men. I'm worried."
He wanted to regain command, but he didn't want to be stared at by Aslan. It felt weird.
Aslan said lightly: "I have invited a strong man from the Elf tribe to come and take charge. He is one of the top strong men who participated in the war."
Aslan knew very well that Franklin's battle destroyed everyone's confidence.
For ordinary professionals, the ultra-level is an insurmountable mountain.
Sure enough, when they heard that the elves who participated in the battle that day would also come to help, Garcia and a group of mentor-level experts smiled in surprise.
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An astonishing number of humanoid monsters swarmed from the direction of the Guyana plains. The terrifying legions of divine giants bulldozed countless fortresses and fortresses along the way. They were attacked one after another. The noble armies summoned at once rushed to fight and suffered heavy losses.
Continuous bad news is coming from the southeast. In addition to the closer and closer intelligence of attacks and the increasing list of losses, the exhausted Provisional Military and Administrative Department is also constantly receiving reports about the appearance of Soros military equipment in the monster army.
, the terrible news that frontline soldiers were transformed into evil giants.
The main city of St. Vincent has entered the highest level of martial law. A terrifying and tense atmosphere has enveloped the entire city. Heavily armed knights and soldiers patrolled between the city walls and outposts all day long. People closed their homes and did not dare to go to the streets.
, almost all the nobles canceled their rest day banquets and hunting in the countryside.
Every day, messengers riding fast horses would run into the city, or black-winged Pegasus knights would fly across the sky.
This is the only black-winged pegasus in the Principality of Thoros.
More and more soldiers were coming in and out of the city gate. There were reserve soldiers who had been summoned urgently, and there were also knights who went to the front line for support. Every day, new news would be circulated in the market.
In Lord St. Vincent's Mansion, the nobles of Soros gathered in the conference room. The urgency of the situation finally made these nobles who were accustomed to speaking in a certain elegant accent give up their reserve. They discussed intensely, proposed one plan after another, and exchanged ideas.
Looking at the latest information, most of the people were exhausted, fear and exhaustion enveloped them.
When Duke Thoros died in battle, many of them showed signs of surprise, so that their territory would no longer be controlled and exploited by the Duke. However, when no one could resist the attack of the monster army, they missed their old man very much.
While the Duke is here.
At that time, once a war broke out, their life would not be easy, but they never had to worry about anything. They only needed to make good logistics and supplies. The old Duke was responsible for everything in the war.
When the monster legion appeared, these nobles took refuge with their families and took refuge in St. Venere, the last stronghold of the principality, and handed over the territory to the most loyal knights to guard it.
Now that the war was about to reach the main city of St. Vincent, they became more active.
It can be seen that the old Duke Soros treated these nobles as waste.
"They have begun to attack Ranke Fortress. Our two fortresses there were attacked at the same time. Not only are the number of monsters staggering, but their power is far superior to our soldiers!"
A tall and thin nobleman from the royal capital said in an almost sharp voice: "If we can't stop them at Ranke Fortress, then there will be no fortresses or fortresses that can stop them!!"
Another person stood up and said loudly: "We should also send the Knights of Judgment and the Knights of St. Vincent. The local knights of Rank Fortress alone will definitely not be able to stop the enemy..."
"We can't send more knights out!"
At this moment, the supreme commander of the main city of St. Vincent, Earl Cromwell Oliver, stood up: "We should gather our effective elites together and shrink the defense of the main city of St. Vincent. This is the only way.
There is a plan that can be defended!”
Earl Kempes couldn't help but stood up: "What's the use of this kind of defense?! To be trapped is to wait for death. Do we still have reinforcements!? The attitude of the Principality of Kremut is already very clear. They will not send troops to reinforce us.
, instead deployed heavy troops on the border, ready to take advantage. The main force of Soros' army is gone! No one will come back from the Guyana plains to support us, we have no reinforcements!!"
The hall fell silent for an instant, and the dead silence and depressing atmosphere almost condensed into substance. Count Kempes mentioned this obvious fact so directly that no one wanted to face, which made many people who wanted to speak lose the courage to speak.
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Cromwell stared and his beard trembled. However, he also understood that Earl Kempes's words were irrefutable. His shrinking defense may indeed be the only solution that can effectively defend the city, but the necessary follow-up to shrinking defense is to
It can wait for reinforcements, or it can polish the enemy's morale and soldiers.
However, the fact now is that the morale and soldiers of those monsters are probably far better than those of the main city of St. Venere, and reinforcements are far away.
The nearest Principality of Kremut cannot be counted on. It will take at least a month from the time the church's reinforcements are summoned to the time they arrive. However, with the advancement speed of the Legion of God, it will take less than a week to reach the city. As for the Ike Fortress,
He doesn't hold any strongholds.
They are just a group of lords who are reluctant to part with their territory and are making a last ditch effort.
At this thought, Cromwell couldn't help but smash the table.
Even if he, who was called the Tiger of the Principality by the old Duke Soros, accepted the important task of guarding the main city of St. Wenlai, the best he could do at this moment was to propose a plan to barely extend the survival time of the main city of St. Wenlai.
It’s just a trapping plan, but there is still no follow-up trapping plan.
Fortunately, this situation is the limit of what the country's armaments can reach. If the Soros Principality had also popularized thermal weapons on a large scale, it might not be so passive.