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Chapter 1330 1328. Murphy’s Dark Art of War: The short man sacrifices his head

Banks City, the largest city in East Prussia, has undoubtedly become the eye of the storm shrouded in eternal night. Every minute and every second since yesterday night, the battle inside and outside this city has been fierce. None were paused.

Although it is still protected by the glorious artifact placed in the city, the bright light envelopes the city and prevents the evil spirits of the night from entering. However, as the number of civilians admitted to the city continues to increase, chaos appears everywhere. Uncontrolled outburst.

No matter how many times Marshal Loren's warriors clean up the city, there will always be an inexplicable evil creature of chaos that quietly appears and triggers a massacre in a certain area.

Loren and the commanders were puzzled by this. They had obviously prepared a defense, and the final answer was finally revealed when the earth priests of Silver Castle arrived in Banks City through earth magic.

"It's the rat people! The rat people dug many holes in the ground leading to all parts of the city. Those evil things entered the city along the tunnels."

The earth priest of Silver Castle, whose face was tattooed with various runes, said to Loren and his commanders in a serious tone:

"We are trying our best to strengthen the ground to prevent the Ratmen from repeating the digging offensive during the Black Disaster. The Mother Goddess Gaia has also turned her benevolent eyes to East Prussia. All cities, large and small, that are still persisting can get her protection. No, There will be large-scale surface collapse leading to the destruction of towns.

However, this is only an emergency measure!

As long as the rat people do not stop their activities, the trend of evil things entering the city cannot be interrupted. More importantly, through the survey of the surrounding terrain, little Loren, I must tell you the worst news.

At present, there are only seven cities in East Prussia with more than 100,000 people, including Banks City. All the rest mean that what we are going to face next will be a war that has already taken shape. Chaos invasion.

Their first target is Banks City. If this city falls, East Prussia will instantly turn into a land of chaos. "

"I know, I know you are not exaggerating despair. I have also made up my mind to stick here until the last moment. You don't have to doubt my determination."

The half-dwarf marshal, whose eyes were red after more than twenty hours of no rest, spoke in a deep voice, but then fell into silence, and the commanders beside him were also silent.

They are all soldiers who escort civilians from surrounding towns through the night to Banks City, but the number of commanders here is far less than the number of officers placed in various towns by the pioneering corps. Those who have not yet reached Banks at this time There is no need to say more about the fate of the people in Sicheng.

Although Transia also opened its borders and sent troops to pick up the fleeing civilians, according to statistics there, the number of refugees they collected was seriously out of proportion to the number of residents in East Prussia.

The thoughts in the officers' minds can be perceived without words, but the marshal does not have time to hold a combat mobilization meeting for them now. He can only use the simplest and most direct orders to keep them busy and stop thinking.

"The support from the Ring Tower has arrived at the Pioneer Fortress. Earl Lyon has done a good job there. The entire settlement in northern East Prussia has been successfully evacuated. They also blocked the servants of darkness and fought a battle there. Victory.

Developing the fortress will become the focus of defense in the north, and we don't need to worry about the situation there for the time being. "

The marshal stood on a chair in front of the sand table and shouted to the officers around him:

“The most troublesome thing right now is the south!

The army led by General Soros from Dorod Fortress will pass through three towns along the way, two of which have cut off contact with us. I believe that Soros's will will not be knocked down by the darkness, but there is a high probability that they will not. A way to get here when we need it most.

There's also bad news.

A strange gathering of darkness appeared in the plain area west of Banks leading to the Anjou province. It seems that the Lord of Darkness is no longer satisfied with swallowing East Prussia. It has extended its claws to Anjou, but this is not the case. This is good news, because the Capetian army is advancing towards Banks City from this direction.

It was a private army that took the Capet family two generations to form. It was an elite force in the entire kingdom. In this wave, the Earl of Lyon staked all his family wealth, and as far as I know, the Greene Army also Entering Anjou as quickly as possible.

Finally, there are the Transians.

Okay, I know this is your most hated word on a normal day, but now, we have to count on their support.

Their marching speed was astonishingly fast. The communication they received thirty minutes ago informed them that a transport team loaded with various supports had arrived at Marlow Town, which was less than five hours away from Banks City.

In other words, our support is at your fingertips!

So, don’t make trouble for me! Cheer up and go to the city wall to control the supplies and weapons dropped from the air, and use those weapons to drive off the evil things that have climbed onto the city wall!

By the way, we will organize a commando team to receive Transia's transportation team into the city. We can hold on longer with those supplies. "

"Marshal, it's not that we don't dare to fight, it's that the soldiers have suffered too many casualties."

An officer couldn't help but retort:

"We have been fighting since we arrived in Banks City. Our soldiers have not rested for even a minute. The number of soldiers is not enough, even if you include the militia, it is not enough to protect all the city walls. We still have to allocate manpower to patrol the city. Without the deterrence of the soldiers, the frightened civilians would break into chaos on their own.

I.I."

"What exactly do you want to say?"

The dwarf marshal standing on the chair looked at the officer under his command with an indifferent look. His hand was already on the holster on his waist. There was also an officer beside him who was holding back the guy who was talking nonsense.

But the latter still gritted his teeth and expressed his thoughts. He said:

"I suggest we retreat!

Use the Glory Artifact to escort the civilians to evacuate and retreat towards Anjou!

We can't continue to fight under this curtain of eternal night. This hellish place will destroy our minds, and there are those damn chaotic creatures. Even if we kill them all, their corpses will still continue to be polluted, and the soldiers are almost driven crazy. . "

"Retreat to the Anjou region? This road would take several days even in normal times! How many people are there in this city now? Even if we can really retreat to the Anjou region, how many people can survive?"

The marshal pulled out his pistol and roared:

"Do you think that everyone else in this city is a burden? A hindrance to your escape? Do you still remember the content of the oath you swore on the day you joined the Pioneer Legion? Do you need me to repeat it for you?

You coward! "

"I'm not a coward! You can't humiliate me like this, but we can't win this battle at all! If we drag it on like this, we can only take the whole city with us. At least some people can survive the breakout now, but we can continue No one will survive if we stay here!”

The officer was also anxious.

He also tried to draw his weapon but was held down by the person next to him.

It can still be called an argument, but the nature of drawing a weapon in front of a marshal is different. The last war hero who did this is still working as a wandering mercenary in the Black Flame Mercenary Group, and has even lost a leg.

Of course, Ron's leg was not cut off by the marshal himself.

"Bang"

The piercing gunshots rang out in the room, shocking everyone. The guards at the door rushed in, but did not see a body lying in a pool of blood.

The officer fell to the ground, with bullets beating at his feet.

The dwarf marshal in front of him placed the smoke-emitting gun beside the sand table, waved his hands and said:

"Tear off his military rank and military insignia. He is no longer a soldier, so he can naturally enjoy the freedom of a civilian. Let him go out of the city and go wherever he likes. Who else doesn't want to accompany me and this city to devour this place?" Persevere until the end under the darkest circumstances?

Hand over your military insignia and weapons yourself!

I won't stop you from finding a way out. If you are half-hearted in this situation, even if you really go to the battlefield, it will only drag down others.

I made it clear that as long as I am still here, as long as I am not dead, and as long as the flag of the pioneering army has not fallen, this city must persist.

It’s just like Xiko City back then.”

"marshal!"

An old officer next to him immediately pushed the marshal's arm to indicate that he had said the wrong thing. Everyone present at the ending of Xiko City knew that Marshal Loren was probably too tired to use this example as a metaphor.

This is too unlucky.

Loren was also stunned.

He also felt that he might have been under too much pressure and said the wrong thing. Why did he say that suddenly?

However, his message was indeed conveyed to the officers present. Several of the loyalists immediately saluted and accepted the order and turned around to leave. The remaining officers did not say anything more and went to carry out the order.

The frustrated guy was carried out by the military police. After the door was closed, he heard the other party's heart-rending shouts and cries. He was deprived of his status as a soldier and all his honors. For a coward, this doesn't matter, but For a real warrior this would be worse than killing him.

"Perhaps you should consider that officer's suggestion, little Loren."

The silver dwarf priest in the room whispered:

"There were so many people that I couldn't tell you something just now, but you have to know that although the gods have set their sights on this land and tried their best to build large and small sanctuaries with the help of the holy emblems scattered everywhere, the gods are also very tired. Outside our world they have just fought a war that we can hardly imagine.

The gods cannot protect this place forever.

Now that the Skaven have joined the battlefield, it is only a matter of time before the situation in East Prussia deteriorates.

Maybe we should break out.

But not in the direction of Anjou, but in the opposite direction!

Send the civilians to Transia. Only in this way can you no longer try your best to fight against the darkness that shrouds this place. "

"No, you can't do that."

The dwarf marshal shook his head and said:

"When the evil creatures of Chaos have been dispersed, moving with nearly a million civilians is to put fat in front of the hungry beasts. We must defend this city to save as much as possible for East Prussia. vitality.

Regardless of the Ratmen or Chaos, their current military strength cannot defeat Banks City.

As long as we can hold on until reinforcements from all walks of life enter the battlefield, the situation will be under control! "

"That's the problem, Loren, you and your city can't hold on until the Transians arrive. They have to break through the chaos of half of East Prussia from the Maginot Line. No matter how fast they are, they still need to At least one day, but do you think Banks City can survive the rest of the night?”

The earth priest advised:

"The power of the Lord of Darkness has become so strong after one night, and it may reach the peak of power after another night. And little Loren, I feel that your current mood is not quite right. You seem to want to deal with something." Something proves something, which makes you lose your previous calmness.

Can you tell me the reason? "

"I"

As soon as the marshal opened his mouth, he heard a loud noise not far away, and the entire command headquarters was shaken.

This made the marshal immediately grab his weapon, and the earth priest beside him led him to use earth magic to reach a high place outside. The marshal saw several houses in a residential area collapsing in dust, like cracks in the ground. It opened a huge mouth and swallowed everything nearby, and then noisy rat-men poured out of it in the smoke.

It was like the spread of black ink stained in a basin, but then there was a streak of blood falling from the sky. General Kudel rushed into it to stop the rat people and the chaotic evil things rushing out of the tunnel. The nearby soldiers They also started firing wildly.

"Didn't you say that the rat men couldn't dig up the ground?"

Loren grabbed the sleeve of the earth priest next to him and shouted:

"What's going on?"

"This is already reinforced ground! Loren, please calm down. Without the protection of the Mother Goddess, the tunnels dug by this number of ratmen would be enough to collapse an entire city!"

The earth priest shook his head and said:

"This is the situation you are facing now! I have participated in the war at Black Flame Pass, but the situation you are facing now is even more dangerous than the original Black Flame battlefield. You must make a decision immediately."

"Blank!"

The marshal cursed, summoned his guards and rushed over.

The addition of this new force quickly stabilized the situation in that area, and with the help of the militiamen pressing in from all sides, the rat people were pushed back to the place where they rushed out. Just when the marshal was about to use an explosion to fill the tunnel. At that moment, there were bursts of exclamations behind him, which made him turn around with his blood-stained battle ax in hand, and then he saw a group of naked Transians rushing out of the warehouse below the headquarters.

Those guys yelled, grabbed all the weapons they could find around them, including dung forks, and then rushed towards the rat-men with an unreasonable fanaticism.

Loren knew that this was the magical foreigner who had finally appeared at this critical moment. There were quite a few of them. According to previous information from the direction of Transia, at least 5,000 people could arrive in this wave of support.

But it's still not enough!

If you want to defend Banks City, you need a true "undefeated ace."

The marshal looked at the beaten and howling rat men in front of him. In the chaos, he remembered the army from the world of death that he had seen in the yellow sand of the Songhai people. If the Hades army was here

Loren's expression suddenly changed.

At this moment, a flash of lightning flashed through his heart, allowing him to see through many truths that had been covered up like mist. Why hasn't Murphy Dao appeared on this chaotic battlefield yet?

What on earth is he waiting for?

The dwarf marshal clenched his fists. He dragged his battle ax and rushed over to catch Kudel who was killing a group of chaotic creatures. He stared at the vampire general and said:

"Murphy is in Xico City?"

"Um."

General Kudel glanced at Loren with indifferent eyes, and then nodded. He didn't say much, but Loren already knew the underlying meaning of Murphy.

"Can I find support there?"

Seeing Kudel turn and leave, Loren shouted:

"Has he prepared a force there that can save East Prussia? Is he waiting for me there?"

"Governor Murphy is busy, Marshal, and he doesn't have time to wait for a sinner to come to a crime scene and confess his past sins."

Kudel waved his hands and said:

“But you can try to go there and have a look, you might get a surprise.

But this means that you will eventually have to make a difficult decision. The number of refugees in this city is about to exceed one million. As long as your soldiers show no signs of being unable to resist, they will trigger a terrible crisis in the city. Shocking change.

Under this night, what is more terrifying than failure is losing courage and letting oneself be dominated by fear.

So here comes the question.

Which is more important, the lives of millions of people, or your personal honor and disgrace?

There are still five hours until nightfall

We Transians are always very patient, but the Lord of Darkness probably won’t give you more time to think. Look at this light-devouring black curtain, Marshal, and see if this eternal night of despair seems to be falling from the sky. The sigh of death as the barrel of plague is smashed open?

I think it's quite similar.

What do you think? "