Orc Tyrant

"Where did they go?"

Yushijin suddenly turned his head and asked, Corning immediately adjusted the video camera. Such high-tech equipment is very new to many people, and only these talents can operate it.

The high-ranking officers gathered near the imaging device, and the image on it turned to the west, and everyone's eyes traversed the vast land at an astonishing speed.

Fragmented mountains flashed quickly in front of you, and the tall peaks were dotted with shrubs, farmland and some trees.

On the other side of the foothills is a vast plain, which is exceptionally fresh and lively under the cover of mist. After enjoying the scenery for a while, many people have painful expressions on their faces, because this is their former home.

These images are all transmitted through small detection aircraft, and also relying on these, Yushijin can keep abreast of the movements of Ouke’s main force at any time.

Suddenly, the innocent scenery on the camera disappeared. What appeared in front of them was a long, disturbed scar, which was filthy by the rubble that was turned over and the **** that passed through here. Unbearable.

This road of destruction, full of ashes and ruins, is at least twenty kilometers wide, just like a shameless fellow slashed the empire's smooth skin with a dagger.

The resolution of the imager is not enough to make people distinguish this savage green skin group, but you can see the trajectory of the main force, which is like observing bacteria under a microscope.

Yushkin thinks that this analogy is very appropriate. The empire and even the whole world are infected with the disease, and people are in need of treatment for it.

"It looks like we are here at the right time."

Jackson was the first step to express everyone's thoughts, Yuhijin calculated the forward speed of the main force of Ouke, and nodded after careful consideration.

A week before they reach the wide open and defenseless valley, they should be able to assemble the troops and complete the general deployment. Although these guys have destroyed the beautiful scenery, now he wants to be able to do it. There is only so much.

Three days ago, he had just successfully blocked an Ork army on the front line of Van Trier. Now the entire wave of Ork invasion has slowed down. This is an obvious fact. After all, they have eaten more than half of the Ge. In the province of Lamatia, only a small group in the north is still in the hands of the empire.

After the goal of delaying the enemy was achieved, all the main forces contracted back, and the once prosperous push to Rome was about to become the forefront of the war, but to be honest, Yushkin didn't think this was a good idea.

His idea is that after covering the evacuation of the people, he should abandon these areas that cannot be held firmly, and concentrate his efforts on a defensive counterattack on the Karutel Isthmus.

But the senior management, especially that person, did not support this idea.

This is also understandable. Throwing out Tyre without firing a shot is too great a political responsibility that no one can bear, and the emotions of the people cannot be accepted.

Although he considers himself a pure soldier, Yushkin has also heard about the undercurrents of the empire. More and more people have shown disgust with the shadow prince’s spy rule, and opposition forces are gathering. Nobles, parliamentarians. , Businessman, scholar...

Even newspapers have begun to appear in the newspapers criticizing the status quo of the empire. Although the newspaper and all the editors disappeared soon, the atmosphere was unstoppable.

Yushkin’s feelings for that person are very complicated. It was he who raised himself to the present height, but on the other hand, many rumors about him were not groundless, such as the mysterious "Shadow City". Knowing that it is by no means a rumor.

Where will he take the empire?

Some opponents once approached him, hoping that he could stand on behalf of the military and support the power of the Queen. In other words, he opposed the regency of the Shadow Prince, but he did not agree and did not expose the other party.

He didn't want to get involved in these disputes, especially when Oak's invasion was imminent, mankind did not have so much time to argue about these political issues, because what he wanted to fight for was survival.

However, the sad thing is that the more endangered, humans are more keen to criticize the people around them, as if Ouke's invasion is a good time to make them attack the Shadow Prince.

Obviously unity has a chance to win, but in the end there is always a sigh.

Yushikin now only hopes that he can hold on until that person changes his mind.

The people evacuated from the enemy-occupied area are now all focused on the surrounding areas of Tyre. It is estimated that there are at least two million people. On the one hand, these people are nostalgic for their homeland, and on the other hand, they are also hopeful that if the empire can defeat Ork, they can return. home.

But Yushkin knew this and there was no hope, he might be able to win again, but the land occupied by Ouke could not be regained-at least there is no chance for now.

He hopes that these refugees can be evacuated, so many people accumulate in one area, and once the battle fails, the consequences will be disastrous...

But the empire’s senior officials did not say anything about these refugees, nor did they formulate a corresponding evacuation plan. This was what puzzled Yushkin the most. Even the number of merchant ships and passenger ships that came and went every day did not take away many refugees.

"Is that mining area still operating?"

Suddenly, Yushikin discovered that there was still thick smoke in the gorge. It was a black long snake billowing from the chimney. Such a scenario might have been normal in the past, but now...

"It should have been discontinued and moved."

One of his staff officers came over and expressed the same confusion.

"Go down and take a look."

The advantage of the rotorcraft is that it is easy to take off and land at any time, and it does not require high terrain. Under the precise operation of the pilot, the huge iron bird steadily landed on the open space behind the canyon.

The garrison commander who received the news left and rushed over. Currently, there are two regiments stationed here, under the command of the Tyre Garrison District.

Although they are soldiers, they are generally not involved in combat missions because they are garrison troops. Their chiefs look more like pampered landlords than a soldier, at least Yushikin looks like that.

So he ignored those military bands and directly led his subordinates to the command post of the garrison.

"Admiral Yushkin Clark is here to come, it is a great honor! What a great honor! My fellow Melbe, the head of the 113th Security Corps, my father was once a member of the Imperial Assembly."

When he entered the command post, the people inside were still preparing the banquet, and one of the group leaders immediately held Yushijin's hand tightly.

"I saw your statue in the Imperial Plaza in Tyre. I must say that it doesn't resemble you personally."

"That's just where the pigeons pour their feces."

The empire admiral replied lukewarm, and then left the gloves that he took off on the table, where a new white tablecloth was just replaced, and the servants or soldiers were busy placing candles and tableware. "Actually I really want to smash it."

The potbellied group leader laughed after listening, and he could see that he had a sense of humor, but Yuhijin hoped that his humor would be limited to this moment.

"Please allow me to recommend a few people for you."

As he said, he waved his hand not far away, and then pointed to a man about his age who was concentrating on a conversation with Jackson.

"That is Captain Defosock, he is roughly equal to mine."

Suddenly, his voice became a little low.

"His youngest son used to serve in Aswan. Perhaps you know him, Little Dvor Sok."

Yushkin had heard of this name, how should I put it...not very glorious, because he was shot as a deserter.

"At least he fought, no matter what happens in the end, after all—"

"Yes Yes."

Melbai nodded like garlic, and then pointed to a man who was walking with a wine glass. He was wearing an elegant moustache and a top hat, and he looked very aristocratic.

"That's Mr. Serkov, the director of Taurus Mining Group and an imperial baron, his father—"

"My father used to be the deputy director of the Imperial Council. Let me introduce him, Mr. Melbai."

The smiling middle-aged man handed out the wine glass and took off his hat and said respectfully:

"To see General Yushikin with my own eyes, today is really my lucky day."

"me too."

Yushijin glanced at the liquid in the goblet. The amber color had a rosin-like aroma. It was a very expensive snow honey wine.

Looking at this liquid that was more expensive than gold, he suddenly thought of the rags and dusty absenteeism that he had seen outside before...

Is this the empire he wants to protect?