Scepter priest Udora didn't have a good rest this night.
The successive failures put her under great psychological pressure. At this time, for safety, she and her staff lived in the semi-underground headquarters.
The damp living environment also made her feel like the sheets were sticky. The noise of soldiers digging the soil always echoed in her ears. Although it was not loud, after listening to it for a night, she got up with an abnormally pale face and obvious dark circles.
"How is the excavation progress?"
She took the towel handed over by the maid, wiped her cheeks, took the cup of water and rinsed her mouth. Then she walked out of the command post on the stone steps. The morning mist enveloped both sides of the Lamu River. At a glance, it was all white.
"Madam, four trenches have been dug, but they can only accommodate more than a thousand soldiers. We should be able to achieve the expected goal by tonight."
Listening to the reply below, Udora's tight face relaxed a little.
"Have you finished counting the food that has just been transported?"
"Madam, the food they transported … is enough for a week. But the news that the supplies were burned in the camp began to spread. I have ordered a dozen people to be arrested, but — "
Udora frowned and waved her hand, "Kill those who shake the morale of the army. If similar rumors appear again, don't be lenient."
She reached out and rubbed her abdomen. The hunger caused by not eating dinner last night continued until now. Udora finally couldn't hold it anymore, "Prepare breakfast. Everything goes according to the plan."
"Yes, madam!"
Udora turned around and was ready to return to the headquarters. However, after a few steps, she looked at the weapons around the camp and frowned, "Was there so much fog before?"
"Madam, the temperature has dropped a lot these days. It should be normal to have fog in the morning."
It was not a problem to say so, but Udora still felt uneasy. At this moment, there was a sudden rush of footsteps in the distance. Obviously, there were soldiers running towards this side.
"Madam priest! The scout reported that the enemy appeared three kilometers away! "
Udora was stunned, "What do you mean? Three kilometers away? "
Isn't the enemy on the other side of the river?
"West! Three kilometers away in the west! Just now, the scouts discovered that an army is approaching this place … "
"How many people?!"
"There are more than three thousand of them. Furthermore, Lord Priestess, their team also has weapons with extremely long range …"
The soldier did not dare to say this aloud because the fear brought by the Vulcan cannon was too deep. He was afraid that if his voice was too loud, it would cause panic around him. If he was charged with "shaking the morale of the army" and beheaded, it would be too unjust.
At this time, Udora, whose face was pale, almost froze. She involuntarily took a step back and muttered, "How is it possible … How is it possible to come over …"
She had a certain degree of expectation that the enemy would secretly cross the river, and for this reason she had sent out a large number of scouts along the river bank. But last night, the other side of the river was brightly lit, and the bustling sounds could be heard from here. No matter how he thought about it, it didn't seem like they were planning to cross the river.
And even if it was crossing the river, the enemy could not transport too many people overnight. Even with the help of magic, the carrying capacity and speed could not be increased beyond common sense in a non-ferry area!
And that terrifying cannon …
Could it be an illusion?
As a general, all was fair in war. At this point, she had to believe that the enemy was bluffing, regardless of whether she was numb to it or hoping for a fluke. "Prepare for war immediately! Prepare to fight! The enemy is likely to use magic to force us to give up resistance. We just need to expose them! "
Udora said resolutely and let the aides immediately start to make a battle plan.
However, when she stepped back to the headquarters, she found that her legs were trembling …
The whole camp began to be busy under orders. But the soldiers were tired after a busy night. At this time, when they hurriedly picked up their weapons, they found that the direction of the trench they dug was not right at all. Their original imaginary enemy was the enemy who had just landed on the other side of the river. They also wanted to prevent the enemy from crossing the river and landing by force as the goal of the battle.
But now the enemy suddenly came from the west, which meant that the trench had to be abandoned, and they could only continue to fight in the previous way.
At present, there were more than 10,000 auxiliary soldiers in the entire army and 4,000 main troops who fled from the other side of the river. Many of them were wounded soldiers who had been attacked by the marmot before. They were not the elites of the Tuck Tribe, so they did not have such strict military discipline. They had nothing to do all day long, so they could only exaggerate the power of the cannon for fear that others did not know the horror of this weapon.
As a result, those soldiers who had not been exposed to thermal weapons still had a great fear of the cannon.
"Hurry up! Get up! Get up! "
"Put on your armor and prepare for battle! Prepare to fight! "
Shouts sounded in the camp in the early morning. Many soldiers who had just fallen asleep got up with red eyes and walked dizzily. Now that they heard that they were going to fight the enemy soon, except for the group of soldiers led by the Tuck Tribe, the rest of the orderlies from the six countries were extremely negative …
"Formation! Damn it! All of you, move forward! No retreat! "
"Those who run will die!"
The shouts of the warlords were endless. This was because after the surrounding mist gradually dispersed, the neat formation of the army in the distance directly filled the low morale soldiers with fear —
"We are dead …"
"Damn it … Now we still have to form a formation to die?"
"Shut up! This is all an illusion! This is the enemy's trick! "
"Who is making noise? Drag him out and behead him! "
While the noisy army was shouting, there was suddenly a flash of light in the distance. A whistling shell flew over two kilometers in the blink of an eye and landed in front of the army. With a "boom" sound, it blasted a huge pit in the ground.
This time, even the warlords stopped talking about the "illusion". Facing such an enemy, were they still going to lie to themselves and wait for death?
"Run!"
"Run! We can't win! "
The soldiers who were in formation at the front did not say anything, but the logistics troops who were in reserve behind them suddenly exploded. They knew that the food supplies at the rear had been burned. Now that they had encountered the terrifying cannon attack, seven or eight soldiers who had the intention to escape screamed and ran into the distance. The Warlords were far away and could not catch up to them for a moment.
After all, the Tuck Tribe's warlords did not expect that the first to explode would be this group of cowards hiding at the back.
When the escape of seven or eight people turned into twenty, fifty, and even a hundred people, everything was already starting to become irreversible.
The disadvantage of a miscellaneous army that could not fight against the wind was undoubtedly highlighted. The "camp explosion" at this time was actually the outbreak of the accumulation of countless previous failures …
Sitting in the command center, Udora's face was pale. When she heard the noisy shouts, she knew that she had completely failed.
As the commander who had 40,000 troops ready to take down Lasha City a few days ago, at this time, among the tens of thousands of troops around Udora, there were less than 2,000 people who could really be used. When the soldiers in front saw the logistics soldiers collapse without a fight, they also chose to escape. Anyway, no one knew each other. At this time, could the warlords catch all the deserters and behead them?
Once he tossed the armor aside, he would run away as fast as he could!
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