Chapter 782 781. Star Boundary Rip? Bah! Outdated! Now let’s do something more exciting-[1430]

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"Sorry, we tried to rescue them, but..."

At the Winter Wolf position in Baphomet Canyon, Colonel Frazier, who had retreated through the tunnel, was still wearing blood-stained armor, but he did not go to rest immediately, but instead took a folded broken Winter Wolf war flag.

He handed it over to Colonel Duke who was guarding the place with a solemn gesture.

The latter had an ominous premonition in his heart when he saw the flag being brought back by the Plantagenets.

After listening to Fraser's description, the body of the colonel, who was deeply trusted by General Baldwin, shook his head. He stared at the battle flag in front of him and said in a dumb voice:

"So, all our troops in Shadow Valley are gone. Where is Barsomyon? Is he dead too?"

"Colonel Barsomyan is not dead, but I guess his current state cannot be considered alive."

Fraser whispered:

"When we retreated, more than one officer saw Colonel Barsomyon fighting bravely on the position. The gnoll's sneak attack arrow knocked him down, but the vampire saved him, using the vampire's rescue method.

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In addition, there is a Nord force from Ice Bay performing a special mission. They should also be alive, but their evacuation direction in the retreat plan is not here."

"Blank!"

Colonel Duke cursed harshly.

This is the worst news.

It's even worse than the vanguard being attacked by kobolds and the whole army being annihilated. It's hard to imagine how desperate that irascible and pious guy Barsomyon must be after he discovers that he has become a vampire, and Colonel Duke sees nothing but

After all the troops except the vanguard of the Winter Wolf Legion had evacuated the valley, he couldn't help but have a dark suspicion that he shouldn't have in his heart.

Maybe my vanguard was used by these guys.

No!

The current battle situation is not the time to think about this.

The rational Colonel Duke threw this dark thought out of his mind. He looked beyond Fraser and looked further into the distance. In the tunnel that the silver dwarf had penetrated just a few days ago, a steady stream of soldiers were walking out of it.

Each of them was tired from the forced march, and it was impossible to fight again in such a state.

But they brought the ammunition and various medical supplies that are currently very needed in the Nordic position, as well as some of the Blood Eagle Claw rifles newly produced by the Transian Arsenal. The most important thing is that the thousands of people evacuated this time only need

A short rest can immediately replenish the position where the current situation is not optimistic.

Colonel Duke shook his head and said:

"Your soldiers can rest in the rear. The dwarf priests helped us build a bunker there, and our cooks can help, but I can only give you a maximum of 3 days of rest."

"enough."

Colonel Fraser hugged his battle helmet and said in a deep voice:

"Although the Jackals had just occupied the Shadow Valley, the large-scale counterattack launched by the Transians to cover the evacuation destroyed their camp. No matter how anxious Xugersen was, he could not immediately send those Jackals who also needed rest.

We still have some time, I would like to ask, how is the battle situation here?"

"It's still holding up so far."

Colonel Duke pointed to the position under his feet that had been shaped into a sloping terrain, and said:

"Just because you stick to Shadow Valley doesn't mean that we will spend our days leisurely here. In the past twenty-two days, we have defeated at least 17 attacks by the gnolls. They transferred the kobolds back to Shadow Valley, so that we did not suffer

There is a threat from the underground, but some of our positions have still fallen, but the rest have been reinforced.

Although we are indeed very tired, I believe that the gnolls on the opposite side have also become exhausted, and they will not be able to organize another attack in a short time."

"How many more of you are there?"

Colonel Fraser frowned and asked. Colonel Duke hesitated and said truthfully:

"About 3,200 people and more than 1,000 wounded soldiers were sent back to the Maginot Line."

"I remember when you first deployed there were 7,500 people."

The commander of the Plantagenet Kingdom exclaimed:

"Your casualties are too heavy. Maybe you should retreat to the Maginot Line now and leave this place to us to guard. Your situation is worse than ours."

"Give our position to the Plantagenets? No, don't even think about it!"

Colonel Duke frowned and refused:

"General Baldwin's order to us is to stay here until the reinforcement and renovation of the Crimean Fortress is completed. I have not received the general's order yet. I will not evacuate my position! Neither will my soldiers!"

This answer was full of the unreasonableness expected of a Yankee.

Colonel Fraser glanced at the several gallows behind the position. The corpses of the soldiers hanging on them were intact, which meant that those soldiers were not killed in battle.

Maybe a deserter?

The Winter Wolf Regiment, which has always been highly disciplined, had deserters, which showed that the situation on this position was not as "optimistic" as Colonel Duke said.

"Is it to wash away the shame?"

Fraser asked softly:

"Just because the Transians called you 'cowards'? No, that shouldn't be the case! Your Excellency Duke, you are here to face the Jackal forwards, fighting them seventeen times, and resisting the attack for twenty-two days.

No one can call you cowards.

The morale of your army is about to collapse now, you should lead them to retreat to the rear."

"I refuse! In the face of the Black Disaster, there are only Nords who died in battle, not those who collapsed!"

Colonel Duke once again rejected the suggestion with a cold face.

His gray-blue eyes glanced at the hills on the other side of the position. Over there was the famous "meat grinder" of Transia. Colonel Qin was leading a group of people's army cavalry to inspect the position. Over there was Transia.

In the human defense area, the number of gnoll bones discarded in front of their positions was no less than that of the Nords, and they were also processed in a more "artistic" way.

All the heads of the gnolls were chopped off and piled up on the left and right side of the position. The scarlet battle flag of Transia was planted on the "Tower of Skulls", as well as the heads of the gnolls strung together with broken spears and tied with the fluffy tails of the gnolls.

The weird "scepter" made by the artist is fluttering in the wind, looking both majestic and barbaric.

There are actually similar things on the Nordic positions.

Obviously this was the result of the Yankees "learning" from the Transians. The Yankee barbarians went even further, and some soldiers and officers even began to decorate their armor and weapons with processed gnoll skulls.

At first glance, the soldiers moving on the ground looked more like barbarians than the jackals opposite.

"You are really competing, right?"

Fraser sighed and said:

"The Scarlet Archon of the Transians once poignantly commented that violence is the peacock tail of us bad men. I now believe this statement.

Your Excellency Duke, there are immortal heroes in Transia, you cannot learn their lifeless tactics."

"Why not?"

Colonel Duke sneered and asked:

"We have everything those immortal heroes have!

It's just 'immortality', and it's not a mysterious thing in the field of psychic energy. We invited the psychic witches and grandmothers in the North to come to the battlefield to collect the living souls of those warriors. Maybe we will have one soon.

Belongs to our 'Winter Wolf Heroic Spirit'."

"You guys are really crazy!"

Seeing Colonel Duke say such things, Fraser knew that he could not persuade these crazy Yankees. He no longer wasted time, decisively said goodbye to Colonel Duke, and then took his guards with him.

Go to the bunker behind the position to rest with the commanders.

At this time, there are still eight days left before the 30-day deadline for the Transians to guard the Barren Mountain. With the Shadow Valley having fallen, the last eight days will definitely unfold in this area with the same imperfect terrain, and this time there are

position, so what will follow will be a more bloody position blocking battle.

However, while the Transians were going crazy, the stubborn Nords also took over. With both sides unable to evacuate, Colonel Fraser had no choice but to go crazy with them.

It's not just the Nords who are building their castles.

Frasier knew that at the border of the Cato region, the elite pioneers mobilized by Marshal Loren and the servants of the Wolfsbane Clan were also racing against time to reinforce the Dorold Fortress Group on the west bank of Lake Shurpers.

In other words, Colonel Fraser also had to buy time for the motherland behind him. What was even worse for the Plantagenets was that compared to the progress of the Maginot Line and the Crimean Fortress, they were already far behind.

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This means that once the Jackals are blocked from breaking through the Maginot Line, then with Hugerson's command ability, they will definitely march westward to invade Cato!

As the old saying goes, there really isn't much time left for Plantagenets.

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"Retreat? Why retreat!"

While the army in Shadow Valley retreated to the front line of Baphomet Canyon, Haas, the blood-scarred jackal warlord who had been confronting Colonel Duke here for more than twenty days, also received an order from Old Manson.

This made Warlord Hass very dissatisfied. With his arm still covered in rough bandages, he stood up, patted his weapon and roared:
To be continued...