In the original Holy See Castle of the Holy Church, the lecturer who had been serving behind the Seventh Elder was pacing back and forth, murmuring nervously: "What should we do?"
The sound of gunfire and gunfire can be clearly heard in the battle outside. At this time, even he has no time to care about his image of being strategizing and calm in dealing with things.
"If you ask me, I don't know what to do." Another lecturer looked helpless and said, "Who knows what to do at this time?"
They had always fought smoothly before, and had never encountered a situation like today. The Tianjian Shenzong, which had no experience of failure, did not have many talents to deal with this problem.
The senior lecturer who was serving the Seventh Elder gritted his teeth with hatred, clenched his fists and cursed: "The bastard named Liu, with thousands of people, has no news like this, how can I explain to the Seventh Elder?"
In his opinion, if the lecturer named Liu hadn't run away with his people, they wouldn't be so passive now.
Worst case, if those thousands of people didn't run away, they could still act as a reserve team to support those tight defense lines, right?
Looking at the anxious lecturer with a higher rank, the lecturer with a lower rank opened his mouth to comfort him: "He ran away with his people. It's not you who ran away with his people. You have to deal with him as well. Why are you nervous?"
The senior lecturer pointed at the other person with hatred, and finally said nervously: "You know nothing! You didn't see the cannibalistic look in the seventh elder's eyes! I'm afraid that he won't be able to hold it back and will kill me to vent his hatred.
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Hearing what the senior lecturer said, the junior lecturer could only sigh helplessly and changed the topic: "Alas... As of now, the situation has become like this... If we persist, there is nothing we can do.
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When the senior lecturer mentioned this, he became even more resentful: "Those wounded soldiers who surrendered as soon as they got out are also a bunch of ungrateful guys!"
He also didn't mention the fact that he sent people to extort people, as if the government forced the people to rebel had never happened.
Anyway, now that the spiritual stones, magic weapons, and other valuable things have gone into his pocket, it's too late to say anything.
"Okay, don't mention the wounded soldiers participating in the war." The low-level lecturer naturally knew this, because many of his disciples had also been blackmailed, so this was no secret.
When he mentioned this matter, he also felt contempt for the senior lecturer in front of him. He was still so greedy at this time. He was simply a model of wanting money rather than his life.
However, now is the time for everyone to be in the same boat. There is no benefit in bringing up this matter except blaming each other and wrangling each other.
"I will go in later and report the battle situation to the Seventh Elder. What should I do?" The senior lecturer, who was unwilling to say more about the surrender of the wounded, still looked frightened and asked.
"What does it matter? Just tell the truth. It's not like you commanded this battle..." The low-level lecturer didn't have any good ideas, so he could only say.
Don't say that he has no other solution. Even if he had a solution at this time, he wouldn't give him any advice without giving him some benefit.
"Tell the truth? How can I tell the truth? Tell the seventh elder that the enemies have already reached his door?" the senior lecturer asked with a pale face.
"Otherwise? Can you still deceive him and say that the enemy has been driven away and we have won the battle?" the low-level lecturer continued to ask.
Just as the two people were interrogating each other's souls, a disciple hurriedly broke in from outside.
It could be seen that he was in a panic, as if he had brought some big problem. He came closer, clasped his fists, and said, "Master!"
"What's wrong?" the senior lecturer asked impatiently and coldly. He was most afraid of this kind of situation where a disciple suddenly broke in, because once he appeared, nothing good would happen.
"Tell me, Master, someone just sent news that the enemy has already attacked outside the east gate." Sure enough, the disciple said with clasped fists.
"Outside the East Gate? Isn't the East Gate the last city gate left in our hands? Is it going to be lost there too?" the senior lecturer asked in disbelief.
He had just come back from there not long ago. There was still a large position outside the east gate. In his opinion, he could at least hold on there for a while.
But who would have imagined that not long after he came back, a large area was lost immediately. The lecturer who promised him in front of him that he would stick to it until the last person seemed to be someone who kept his word.
An incompetent bastard.
The disciple nodded quickly, clasped his fists and said, "Yes! I just got the news... I have asked two junior brothers to lead people to reinforce."
It seems that this disciple is still a man of some skills. He also knows how to obey the authority in emergencies and can make quick judgments.
"Well done!" The slightly pleased senior lecturer patted the disciple twice on the shoulder and said, "You go out first!"
"Yes! Disciple, please resign!" The disciple was encouraged by his master, and with unconcealable joy on his face, he clasped his fists and retreated.
After all, it is a good thing to leave a good impression on Master at this time, whether it is to break out and retreat later, or to develop cultivation in the future.
"It's okay now. The last city gate is about to be lost. We have no reinforcements and no backup force..." When the disciple walked out, the senior lecturer became even more agitated.
Now, for him, only half of the city is still under control. This feeling of being at the end of the road is really bad, very bad.
"There are not many spiritual stones left, and there are not many magic weapons left." He complained while looking at the low-level lecturer who was helping him with ideas.
"This, this is really..." The junior lecturer also looked helpless, not knowing what to say.
They are indeed at the end of their rope. They have run out of ammunition and food and have no reinforcements. It is basically the same as waiting to die.
"There is no other way. Let's tell the truth to the Seventh Elder. If the Seventh Elder is willing to take action, we may still be able to fight." After thinking for a while, the low-level lecturer still advised his nominal superior.
"Is the flying boat ready?" Instead of continuing the topic, the senior lecturer asked about their final retreat.
Although they can fly, flying with the spiritual energy stored in their bodies and running away in a flying boat are completely different concepts.
What's more, it's useless just to escape on their own. They also need their disciples to escape with them in order to continue to ensure their power, right?