In a castle filled with flags, an extremely important meeting for the entire Noah Empire and even mankind is being held.
All the Empire's heavy armored warriors stood outside the conference hall. These warriors wearing red gold engraved heavy armor and wearing white capes were none other than the Empire's elite guard regiment - Wings of the Red Dragon.
Most of these powerful warriors who have experienced hundreds of battles are original members of the Imperial Royal Guards. Except for Emperor Noah, only a few important ministers and princes have the power to mobilize.
It can be said that the appearance of these "Red Dragon Wings" warriors proves the presence of dignitaries.
In the conference hall, there were more than a dozen people in different clothes sitting at a rectangular table covered with white silk tablecloth.
Among them, the chairman, an old man wearing dragon-head carved leather armor, was sitting at the conference table. He closed his eyes calmly and said unhurriedly: "In other words, the retreat of the orc army has been confirmed.
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"Yes, Lord Zongshuai, my Lord Lin vanguard group has arrived at the orcs' station in Shanyuan City. The orcs' base camp has been vacant. I saw it with my own eyes."
A middle-aged officer wearing steel armor with three scars on his face reported respectfully to the old man.
Of course, the officer did not intend to report some detailed information to the old man at the meeting. After all, the situation in the orc camp cannot be discussed here.
Although the orc camp is an empty nest, the walls are covered with tooth flags hanging human heads. Although it is impossible to determine whether those severely rotten heads belong to soldiers or civilians, or maybe both, it is certain that the orcs this time
Retreating definitely does not mean giving in.
This kind of tooth flag filled with the heads of the enemy has the meaning of "blood feud" in the customs of the orcs.
The war between the two sides has not stopped. The souls of these dead are witnesses that one day the orcs will come back.
This is not the end, just a truce.
This officer has already written these contents in the report, and he believes that the old man and other senior officials will read it.
Sitting on the left hand of the old man, a brown-skinned man wearing white armor said, "The strategy we chose to fight the tug-of-war with the orcs this time was very successful. The orcs' army of one hundred thousand invaded the border. Even though the attack was menacing, the long battle line made the orcs' logistics unbearable."
They collapsed under the pressure and had to withdraw."
"Captain Carter, you think too highly of those uncivilized things."
As soon as Carter, the leader of the Findlay Legion, one of the four major legions of the empire, finished speaking, a noble gentleman wearing a gorgeous robe smiled and said: "We have allocated the money this time and summoned various rangers to take risks.
The soldiers and mercenaries allowed us to gather enough troops in a short time, and the orcs would not be able to succeed even if they attacked by force."
"Margrave of Podland, are you and the other nobles still stuck in ancient thoughts? We all see how powerful the orcs are. If we fight head-on, we will only suffer heavy losses."
"Ha! Is that the reason why you gave up the territory north of the glacier? What a bunch of rats."
Marquis Podland sneered and scolded the leader of the legion in front of him:
"How much money did we invest in building the so-called 'Non-Fall Fortress' Fengya, and we asked the so-called strategist Brighton to bring tens of thousands of people to defend it, but it was destroyed immediately?"
"Yes, what did the orcs do to you Noah soldiers who call themselves 'Noah's Wall'?"
"How many people of our empire have been massacred by orcs because of this, while you vulgar warriors who receive money from the treasury are huddled behind a strong city wall?"
"What about you nobles? Why don't you stick to the city for the sake of your assets? The people are not evacuating, forcing them to face the orcs' robbery..."
Taking Marquis Podland's sarcasm as a trigger, the people on the scene immediately divided into the military faction and the aristocratic faction, and the two sides began to develop from a dispute to a duel.
The bloody Noahs could not stand insults from others. Both the nobles and the soldiers present were all Noahs. When they saw that the other party was ridiculing them and arguing with each other, they naturally couldn't help but return the favor.
Everyone present either holds military power or is a powerful person. None of them are fuel-efficient lamps. There is no reason for anyone to be afraid of the other.
Boom! Boom!
The old man sitting in the main seat took the small mallet at hand and knocked hard on the mahogany mat twice to suppress the tense situation.
"Okay, that's enough."
The old man sighed. He didn't scold anyone. He just opened his eyes and shouted before closing his muddy eyes again.
People immediately became quiet. They knew that the old man sitting in the main seat must be respected, and no one wanted to embarrass the old man.
"The purpose of this meeting is to count the losses in this war with the orcs, and to discuss the future policy for the northern border based on the current results. It is not for you to argue and fight here."
The old man's voice was a little hoarse. When he opened his eyes and looked at the people present, he felt the sharp eyes in the people's eyes lowering their heads one after another, like children who had done something wrong in front of their parents.
"If you want to quarrel, you can have a meeting later and make the quarrel slowly. If you want to duel, go to the duel field. I will make the decision."
"I dare not, Mr. Zong Shuai, please continue to preside over the meeting."
The restless atmosphere in the venue was immediately suppressed by the old man's tepid words.
"Then, let's start with the losses in surrounding villages and towns after the fall of Fengya Fortress..."
Seeing that everyone on the scene had calmed down, the old man coughed lightly and continued to preside over the meeting.
The subsequent meeting went smoothly. Every time someone related to themselves, someone stood up and described the information they had at hand, while others wrote down the parts they thought were important.
This time, the orcs invaded the northern border of the Noah Empire in a large scale. After the Windfang Fortress was breached, the first line of defense collapsed, and the elite army Badafingr suffered heavy losses, so much so that its establishment almost disappeared, the Noah military chose a retreat tactic.
When the orc army breaks through, the villages and towns with weak defenses will be abandoned directly, and the troops and food drawn from them will be concentrated in cities and fortresses with tall and strong walls.
The Noah's cities in the occupied areas were a thorn in the side when the orcs invaded. Due to the concentration of troops and materials, these cities were more difficult to defeat than before.
Orcs are good at field warfare, but when fighting sieges, due to the underdevelopment of siege equipment, it is very difficult to break through these cities.
Coupled with the fact that the villages and towns had almost given up on defense, the orcs chose to bypass these difficult bones and invade directly towards the villages and towns.
It's just that most of the people in the north are poor, and the villages and towns are scattered and the roads are narrow, making it very inconvenient for the large army to move. Moreover, there is no gain in plundering these villages and towns that have already had their supplies taken away.
After winning consecutive victories and successfully advancing into human territory, the orcs, who had never gained much actual benefits, gradually felt that something was wrong.
As the battle line lengthened, the Noah cities in the rear continued to send troops to riot and jointly tried to cut off the orcs' supply lines.
This forced the orcs to temporarily slow down their offensive to the south and stabilize the rear. To capture Noah's city and fortress, the orcs often had to pay a heavy price, so the orc army would be defeated in about three months.
Starting to feel tired.
However, the Ghost Mountain Fortress that stood in front of the orcs could not be conquered for a long time, and the orcs finally began to withdraw their troops from the northern border one after another.
Now what these Noah executives have to think about is the possibility of recovering the lost territory, appeasing the victims in the north and counterattacking the orcs.