I became the master of the alien world

Chapter 442 Chaos (6)

Okay, if you have nothing else to do, you can go down first."

"This..." After listening to Pibius's order, the adjutant looked like he was hesitating to speak.

"What's wrong?"

"Sir, in fact, the number of teams in the Freedom Alliance is not large. With our current strength, it is more than enough to wipe out all opponents. But if you also dispatch troops from nearby fortresses to assist, are you making too much fuss? And it also takes a certain amount of time to contact the surrounding friendly forces.

Time, if they take advantage of this time to escape..."

"You don't need to worry about these, just follow my instructions." Before the adjutant could finish speaking, Mebius waved his hand and interrupted him, appearing very impatient. Seeing this situation, the adjutant just had to be sensible.

The ground retreated.

Then Mebius waved his hand and asked the military doctor who was bandaging his wounds to exit his room. After seeing his door closed, Mebius sighed deeply, and then stretched out his hand to touch his own room.

Slowly caressing her wound, a water-blue breath soon drifted over her wound, and the wound immediately healed at a rapid speed wherever it touched.

It can be seen from Mebius' calm and calm look that she does not look like she has exhausted her magic power at all.

After a while, the serious wounds on Mebius' body were completely healed. Then Mebius stood up and slowly walked a few steps and said to himself: "Although I lied to you once, Ellie.

But I will let you go this time. I hope you can escape back to the Freedom Alliance smoothly and never show up again."

After a night of bloody fighting, Mober finally rescued Ellie as he wished. Under the cover of darkness, the group finally escaped from the pursuit of Phylicia's army and retreated deep into the mountains and forests. With their understanding of the terrain, when the sky was dimming,

They finally returned to the camp where they started from. At this moment, the companions responsible for containing the main force of Felicia had already returned there. Seeing this situation, the last trace of worry in Mober's heart finally disappeared.

However, after counting the losses, Mober's originally calm face showed a little uneasiness. Although this operation successfully rescued Ellie, his losses were indeed not small. The original more than two hundred

More than fifty of his companions were killed in the battle, and most of the rest were injured. The fact that he lost a quarter of his companions in one action did make Mopper feel a little sad.

"Captain, this is..." At this time, a companion discovered Ellie who had been standing silently beside Mober, so he asked Mober, but his tone seemed quite unkind. After all,

Their operation last night caused heavy losses. If the captain had to pay the price with the lives of so many companions just for an ordinary girl, it would probably lead to a backlash in the entire team.

Mober was not a fool. He naturally heard the problem from his companion's words, so he immediately introduced to everyone: "Oh, I haven't introduced it to you yet. This is the great mage Ellie of the Earth Temple.

Chileus."

"Hello everyone. However, I am really sorry that just because of me, everyone has lost so many companions. I am really sorry." Ellie said with a gloomy look and lowered her head.

At this time, several sharp-eyed warriors had noticed the very special shackles on Ellie's wrists and ankles. One of them, who had learned a little about magic, immediately understood those magic-forbidden shackles that could very well prevent the wearer from using magic.

But that kind of thing is usually enough to deal with ordinary magicians. It is enough to have a wrist. It is definitely not an ordinary person who can make the opponent alert and wear that thing on both hands and feet.

His idea quickly spread among other warriors, and soon caused a commotion in the crowd. People who were originally hostile to Ellie quickly became much friendlier, and Ellie's previous remarks

The self-blame and sadness that came from the words made everyone completely give up all their resentment.

"If you are there, you don't have to blame yourself so much. It is our duty to protect your safety. It is an honor for us lower-level soldiers to provide help to the Great Mage." At this time, the soldier who asked the question at the beginning said to Ellie.

He spoke immediately after finishing. Although his words were mostly cliches, they also contained some respect for Ellie.

After all, magicians can play a much greater role on the battlefield than ordinary soldiers, and the existence of a great magician can sometimes even overturn the entire battle. In addition, the name Ellie Achilles is now in the Free Alliance

It was so loud that almost all soldiers fighting on the front line knew that they had heard of this girl known as the Goddess of Slaughter. Although her methods may have been a little violent, she was still regarded as a hero in the eyes of many soldiers.

But the only surprise was that this heroic figure who was widely known among the soldiers turned out to be such a petite, weak and emotional girl. This was indeed far from what they imagined and guessed.

"Okay, Ellie, don't be sad anymore." After seeing that his companion's hostility towards Ellie had dissipated, Mober breathed a sigh of relief. Then he patted Ellie and comforted him, with his face still filled with emotion.

Like a sign, a smile as bright as the sun.

Ellie raised her head at this time, glanced at Mopper with sad eyes, and then nodded silently.

"Okay, now that everyone is fine, let's discuss the next countermeasures." Seeing that Ellie's mood had stabilized, Mopper immediately returned to his original appearance and said.

"First of all, since we have rescued Ellie from the Phylicians, this in itself is enough to trigger a counterattack from the Phylicians. I'm afraid they are now thinking about how to trap us and annihilate us here, so now

The top priority is to get in touch with the rear, tell them about our situation here, and ask for support."

At this point, Mober turned his head and said to the only winged elf warrior in the team: "Harley, please leave this matter. You can go back immediately and report to them the situation here."

"Understood." The winged elf known as Halle nodded, but then he hesitated and continued, "But captain, if I leave now, if the Phylicians surround you, everyone will

It won’t be very dangerous.”

"I know that, but I can't control that much now." Mober nodded and said, "If they take action, they will definitely mobilize the surrounding large forces to surround us from all sides. By then, we will have temporarily grasped their movements.

It’s also difficult to be sure of successfully breaking out, after all, the area where we are is almost completely under their control.”

"So if the other party starts to encircle us, I will lead the team towards the path to bypass Phylicia Fortress and retreat to the north slope. However, if there is an accident, I will lead the team to retreat towards Gale Canyon, where we still have a secret.

The supply camp is relatively close to the rear and the terrain is easy to defend and difficult to attack. If we are surrounded, we will support it there until reinforcements arrive. Do you understand? I leave everything to you."

"Understood, Captain." Harley nodded and said, then spread out the pair of snow-white wings on his back, waved a few times and quickly flew into the sky, flying quickly towards the north.

In the next few days, just as Mober expected, at least five Phylician-occupied fortresses sent troops and began to try to surround them. Taking advantage of their familiarity with the terrain and the fact that all the soldiers were lightly armed

went into battle, so Mober and his party smoothly shuttled between the Phylician troops, disrupting their sight and moving closer to an inconspicuous retreat trail in the mountains.

Facing the flexible and maneuverable team of Mober, the Phylicians did not have much to do. It was difficult for large troops to catch up with them due to their inconvenience in movement, and small troops could easily be ambushed and annihilated.

Therefore, they can only use the most inefficient but equally best method to deal with them, which is to surround them on all sides, trap them firmly within a certain range, and then slowly shrink the defense line to achieve the purpose of trapping the opponent.

However, Mober did not feel any panic. After discovering that there was no room for maneuver, he decisively led his team to retreat toward the secret passage at all costs. The Phylicians did not expect the existence of the secret passage in their defense line.

The passage was not well known, so when Mopper was about to reach the trail, he was still building a fence step by step, intending to eat them completely.

Just when everyone thought they could return to the north through the hidden trail as easily as they imagined, an accident occurred. When Mober's team was only about a day away from the trail, the Leighton Mountains suddenly descended.

The biggest heavy rain this year.

The pouring rain made the already difficult mountain roads even more muddy and difficult to walk, and also seriously reduced the surrounding visibility. As a last resort, Mober had to take the team to a secret supply point not far away for repairs.

, but Mopper did not expect that this was just the beginning of his own misfortune.

In the early morning of the next day, the rain finally subsided. In order to seize the time, Mopper immediately set off with his team. After a day of arduous trek, they finally reached the mountain stream trail.

But when they arrived, everyone's face was covered with a shadow. The entire trail was actually blocked by a mudslide. It goes without saying that the culprit was yesterday's unexpected heavy rain.

And if they clear the road now, it will take at least seven to ten days to create a road that is barely walkable. But the problem is that the Phylicians simply cannot give them time.

According to the scout's report, the leading team of Phylicians is less than three days away from ours.

"Ellie, has your magic power not recovered yet?" Mober said helplessly to Ellie, looking at the road that was completely blocked by mud and huge rocks.

At this time, Ellie looked helplessly at the road ahead like Mopper, and then shook her head gently: "No, although the shackles of the forbidden magic have been removed, Mebius remains in my body.

The demon seal is still valid.

Although I have tried my best to break through its influence, it will take at least about seven days to recover to the strength that can solve the problem at hand. My current strength plus the Staff of Silence is equivalent to a third-level magician at most. I'm sorry."

Ellie's words undoubtedly cut off Mopper's last glimmer of hope. After a moment of silence, he turned back to the other companions standing beside him and said: "Okay, we have no retreat now. We must wait until reinforcements come to support us.

Now everyone retreats toward Gale Canyon."

The next few days made all the Free Alliance fighters feel like a nightmare. Facing the encirclement and suppression of the Phylician army several times their own, Mober's team simply did not have enough strength to break through their blockade.

They can only continue to guerrilla around looking for loopholes in their defense.

Whenever the Phylicians are about to discover their whereabouts, some of their companions always voluntarily stay behind to attract the Phylicians to cover the team's smooth evacuation. But every time they encounter this situation, Mober has something he can't say.

of bitterness.

It was a cover in name, but he had never seen any of his companions successfully rejoin them after covering them.

With dozens of comrades using themselves to cover themselves, Mober finally gritted his teeth and led his team through the gap in the Felician defense line.

But even so, the cruel fate did not intend to let this team go. The poor weather, coupled with the replenishment of supplies and physical and mental exhaustion, made the team's non-combat attrition extremely serious. It is not easy to be a group of people.

After arriving at the supply camp in Gale Canyon, the entire team turned out to be less than a hundred people.

After arranging sentries, Mober let everyone rest on the spot. After six consecutive days of long journey, most of the soldiers were already exhausted.

After a while, the sound of snoring could be heard throughout the camp. But at this time, Mober was indeed not tired at all. At this moment, he only felt guilty for the soldiers who fell in the battle. After he saw all the

Everything was caused by my improper arrangement. If I could have arrived there one day earlier, maybe the team could have left smoothly.

But it's too late to say anything now. All that's left now is how to support the team until reinforcements arrive.

According to the scouts' reconnaissance, Felicia's large army is less than two days away from here. No matter what, they will definitely discover their whereabouts tomorrow night or the morning after tomorrow.

It is not shown that entering Gale Canyon to find an escape route, because there are also a large number of Phylician troops there, and it is almost impossible to pass through the canyon without them.

Now they can only hope for backup, but based on the distance from the rear fortress to here and counting the obstruction of the Phylicians, at least they have to persist for more than four days before they have any hope.

But can his team really do it? Mopper looked at the gray sky in confusion.

(End of chapter)