“What, retreat now?” the commander was startled.
“Yes,” the aide nodded.
“Why retreat now? We’re about to wipe out this small rear-guard unit, then we can use the full force of our army to charge at the Kisia War God. It’s about to happen,” the commander was both angry and confused.
In his view, the Kisia War God, knowing they were after him, had been running away all along, leaving a few thousand soldiers behind. It was their usual tactic to escape.
But they were about to defeat these people, then catch up with the Kisia War God and create an extraordinary victory. Defeating ‘The Butcher’ was every soldier’s dream. It represented the highest honor in the world.
However, the aide looked at the commander with a hint of pity in his eyes, then slowly said, “At seven o’clock last night, the Kisia War God launched a surprise attack on Lord Lyons’ one hundred thousand-strong army. Most of the army has been lost, and Lord Lyons is now trapped in the Valley of Wolf, waiting for our rescue. Do you understand, Commander? Our five hundred thousand-strong army was stalled by a small unit. There is no Kisia War God or main force of the Ghost Wolf Cavalry ahead.”
“What!” The commander was completely taken aback.
Was it just a small unit ahead?
Had they been deceived? Deceived by the Kisia War God?
A small unit had managed to stall the main force of the South Land army, the five hundred thousand-strong army.
“It’s impossible, those few thousand soldiers, their combat power is so fierce, and each of them fears nothing, not even death. How could such elite soldiers be left behind to die? It’s impossible, impossible.” The commander muttered somewhat madly. He was a generation’s top general, but now, he was being toyed with, which was somewhat hard for him to accept.
“But this is an order from headquarters, and it must be completed immediately. Otherwise, it would be a crime to disobey military orders,” said the adviser. Although he was just an adviser, he was Pierre Calder’s adviser. He already had a temper, and this guy was acting like he didn’t believe him, which made him angry. He directly mentioned the crime of disobeying military orders.
“Yes.” The commander dared not hesitate and immediately ordered a retreat.
Suddenly, this army, which was still charging, began a journey of retreat. They were already in a state of siege, with the remaining Ghost Wolf Cavalry in imminent danger. But one order came down, and they had to disperse.
“Want to leave?” Aaron Valkins, who was already a blood man, had gone into a killing frenzy. Seeing them leave, his eyes flashed with bloodlust as he swung his long knife, wanting to chase after them.
But a deputy held him back: “General, there’s no need to chase. We’ve completed our mission.”
“We’ve completed it?” On hearing this, Aaron Valkins gradually regained his sanity. He glanced at the retreating South Land people all over the mountains and plains, then grinned and passed out.
Even though he was capable of fighting, he hadn’t closed his eyes for days, always thinking about how to carry on if they were to drag this out, not daring to be negligent in the slightest. Now that he knew his mission was completed, he naturally couldn’t hold on any longer.
“Anyone who’s still breathing, give me a shout.” The deputy looked around and shouted.
With this shout, some people let out a difficult sound.
“Here.”
“I’m not dead yet.”
“Me.”
“Here.”
“Ouch, it hurts.”
…
One shout after another came out.
But the deputy heard this and laughed: “You really have a big heart. You’re still in the mood to joke around. But, out of the whole team, there are only one hundred and thirty-four people left. The mission is completed. Those who are not injured, go and rescue the seriously injured. Those who are lightly injured, go and rescue those who are about to die. And those who want to sleep. The mission is completed, the enemy has retreated, you can’t die, understand? Answer me.”
“We understand.”
“Louder.”
“We understand.”
A voice shouted out with all its strength. With these injuries, if they fell asleep, they would really die.
“You little rascals.” The deputy laughed and cursed again. The mission was finally completed. This did not disgrace the name of the Ghost Wolf Cavalry.
Then, he looked towards the west, took a deep breath, and sat on a rock, muttering: “General, the rest is up to you. We don’t have the power to fight for a short time.”
Almost everyone was dead. Even those who weren’t dead were injured. For a short time, they had no combat power.
And this army of five hundred thousand, every officer had a layer of gloom on their face. They never thought that the team they were so careful to deal with, the team they gave their full attention to, was just a small unit. And they had been delayed for so long.
It was a great humiliation! A true great humiliation! And they knew that their trip to the west was just a show. It would take three days to rush over. They couldn’t save them.
The Ghost Wolf Cavalry was known for its speed. So, this was a great defeat. Not only did they lose their troops, they also lost the pressure that South Land had when it broke the South Border. Most importantly, it defeated the army’s morale. The Kisia War God was already famous, and after these two battles, the soldiers of South Land probably shivered at just the sight of the Kisia War God.
Moreover, the South Province was not without soldiers. They originally had hundreds of thousands of soldiers, not all of whom were dead. They were mainly dispersed, with soldiers from all over the place fighting against the enemy. Most of them could not see any hope. However, with the actions of the Kisia War God, these dispersed soldiers might rush to St. Sunday. It seemed that only Lord Lyons and a hundred thousand soldiers were killed or injured. But the impact was different. If they lose another battle, they won’t need to fight anymore as the military spirit will be completely lost. As long as the soldiers hear about the Ghost Wolf Cavalry or the arrival of the Kisia War God, they might run away. Because, the Kisia War God, is invincible. “South Land is in imminent danger.” On the road, Pierre Calder looked at the sky, his heart tightened into a knot. They had lost twice, directly wiped out two hundred and fifty thousand elite troops. And what was left, how could they fight? The clouds in the sky were somewhat dark, causing some depression.
“Officer, believe in General Jones.” The adjutant next to him said. In their South Land, Aston Jones had the highest prestige, he was their War God. “Both are great generals of a country, but who is stronger and who is weaker, it’s not clear yet. But this first battle, we lost, that’s a fact. Next, we can only rely on General Jones. South Province, to expand our territory, why is it so difficult?” Pierre Calder originally was full of confidence when he sent troops to South Province. But, he was hit hard by reality. Recognized the cruelty of reality.