All Things Wrong

An hour later, the ever-bigger demonic army appeared near the fierce outpost, led by a demonic NPC who looked over 50 years old and was very strong, but the general's eyes seemed so cold that it was obvious how much he wanted to kill.

He wanted to kill the right man, and now the entrance to the fierce outpost was a layer of floor with the bodies of demonic soldiers. At a glance, the ground was filled with demonic soldiers' bodies, although he had just been able to receive the return of a visit to the horse, saying that the forward vanguard had been attacked by a large group of ethnic forces, and he had quickly accelerated his march, and he had received reports halfway through that the vanguard had been defeated and was breaking up.

Originally he thought his team had lost a bit of a lower limit, now it seems that the lower limit has not been left for him. There are only a small number of bodies on the ground of 6,700, and the human body is no more than 1,000 anyway. This is a tragic defeat, and the defeat has gone without a face.

“Marshal! General Morkens' body was found, but his head was cut off by the enemy.” A visiting horse flew to Gordon for a careful debrief.

“Where's Vice General Wynn? Are you awake?” Gordon roared loudly.

“I woke up, but I was too hurt to act for a while...” Tanma heard Gordon's angry tone and said carefully.

“Bring it here!” Gordon said immediately.

Soon after, Morkens' deputy general, Wynn, who was lying on a wooden board, was brought to Gordon by several soldiers. Although treated, Wynn's injuries were too severe, and some of them were not curable. Lying on a wooden board, Wynn looked very weak.

“Say, how did you lose?” Gordon stood in front of Wyne and said.

“We were preparing to march in, and the local forces suddenly leaned out of the nest and attacked General Morkens, then separated me and General Morkens from the team, and the whole army stormed us down…” Wynn reports in pain.

“Idiot! Morkens, you idiot!” Gordon couldn't help but be angry with himself, "disjointed from the big army, the lone army went deep, as the Lord would not command the army on the battlefield to fight the enemy general, it was stupid! ”

“None of us thought that the entire army would strike, and we were too surprised to be hit..." Wynn on this side said immediately.

“Yeah, it's a little weird, why are people's armies attacking, shouldn't they be ready to retreat...” Gordon also said a little strangely, "Who will be the enemy Lord? Is Malindorf dead or not? ”

“I saw three men surrounded by the Marshal's nearest guard from afar, headed by a young man who looked very young, with two women behind him, but because of the distance, I did not see them clearly, but definitely not Malindorf.” Wynn also looked at each other's formation on the hillside, but didn't really see Li Wylin clearly.

“Young man?” Gordon here is a little confused. Malindorf has a son, but his son is still a diplomat in the Dwarf Empire. He just confirmed yesterday that it is impossible to come back today. Is this new young man a new ethnic commander, and he has never heard of him?

“How's it going?” Gordon thought and asked.

“After the enemy broke us down, suddenly we were recruited. I also cleaned up the crash and found that less than a thousand troops had returned, but I wondered why the other side had not come out to pursue us, so we waited here for the main force of the Marshal.” Wynn replied immediately.

“Hmm? You said they weren't chasing each other?” Gordon extended his glance and asked seriously.

“Yes, they could have killed us all. After all, the human swordsman team didn't make a move, but somehow they didn't chase… instead they chose a sudden conscription…" Wynn said.

“Shit!” Gordon scolded immediately, "You idiots, you're all fucked. Come on, send a scout horse into the enemy camp! ”

“Into enemy camps?” The soldier next to him asked if he had been shot in the sieve without approaching.

“He's long gone! Check it out!” Gordon roared.

Ten minutes later, Gordon appeared in the middle of the Heinersund camp, and, as you thought to him, the entire camp was empty, and they walked into the people's camp without being hit back.

“Damn... that intelligence is true... the enemy is really anxious to retreat..." Gordon is really a little irritated right now, he lost 10,000 troops in a flash, although he got the camp, but the other side was only trying to retreat, now it seems that the other side's plan was successful, he took the initiative to destroy his troops in a flash, before his team arrived and immediately withdrew.

“Reporting Marshal, more than 300 ethnic wounded soldiers were found.” This is a demonic soldier searching the camp who also came back to report.

“Kill them all!” Gordon was in a bad mood on this side, and apparently the other commander, considering he was on his side trying to make his way, left behind all the injuries and illnesses that had just been seriously injured in the battle and were unable to move.

“Marshal, what now?” A slightly younger Demon Admiral immediately went forward and asked.

“Pursue! Pursue now!” Gordon hesitated a little and said immediately, "It's only been an hour since the other side ran out. If we can't catch up now, we can't catch up. Even if we can't catch up, there are enemy intercepts in front of the other side. We exhaust them, and then we can crush them with the troops in front. ”

“Enemy forces ahead of each other? Is it Filmt's army?” The Demon Admiral asked.

“Oh, people like to fight inside, it looks like we have a chance this time.” Gordon smiled and said, "Go, chase now! ”

“Marshal's orders, all units marching west!” The general next to him immediately passed the order down one layer at a time.

The entire demonic army immediately moved and chased the past in a westerly direction. Though it was a pursuit, Gordon's troops travelled at a very modest pace, his troops advanced neatly, and his soldiers practiced emergency marching projects. Everyone advanced at a neat pace, saving not only physical strength, but also maintaining formation.

Gordon was in the middle of the team, and now he's riding on horseback thinking about the situation, and who is the commander of the second legion of the people? Veranica? No... Veranica Gordon knows that although this woman is a good magician, her command is not very high. There is nothing wrong with small-scale combat such as a thousand people, and the war between these tens of thousands of people is impossible for her to command. Is it Vice General McKen? No... and no, Mackenzie is a very conservative general, a defensive general like Malindorf, and this aggressive, aggressive way of commanding a whole army is nothing like Mackenzie's. Excluding the two most likely people, Gordon remembered the young man Wynn said was surrounded by the NSA, who had never heard of such a leader in the Second Corps, and who was this guy who popped up all of a sudden?

“Marshal! Marshal!” Gordon, a forward-looking walker, suddenly heard someone shouting at him and looked up and found himself captain Miggles of his cavalry.

“Miggles? Why did you come to me when you stopped the cavalry in front?” Gordon asked what Miggles was supposed to be doing in the middle of the army, leading the cavalry at the top of the line right now.

“Marshal, I think it's a little strange, you see the roads here are full of woods, and there are no birds and beasts screaming, I think there might be an ambush.” Miggles said immediately.

“What?” Gordon suddenly looked to both sides and, as Miguels said, surrounded by woods and a lot higher than the middle road, which... this is the best place to ambush. If he led himself, the ambush would be situated in such a place, and he also noticed that there were really no birds roaring in the surrounding woods. Is it because there were soldiers in the ambush before, so he had scared away all the birds and animals...

Gordon's sweat came down here, and he was a little careless, because Malindorf was dead, the second regiment had no head, he thought that the human army would withdraw immediately, especially just now in the camp, he saw the people's troops leave all the wounded, which was to tell him that the army was in a hurry, it really couldn't take the wounded anymore, this paralyzed his thinking, he just wanted to chase him immediately, now think of it as a complete trap, step by step to hook him into the circle.

“All units stop!” Gordon's face changed dramatically, raising his hand immediately.

“All units stop!” “Army stop!” The Herald immediately conveyed Gordon's words to the front and rear of the army, and the haunting demonic army suddenly stopped.

“Marshal!” When Miguels saw Gordon's face, he knew the big deal was bad, he was just guessing, which was a little confused, and now it might look real.

“It's over... I can't believe I...” Gordon wiped his face so hard, what does he do now, withdraw directly, defend himself in place, or rush over, which... it's not a good choice, a losing move, Gordon tightly held the sword handle between his waist, almost took out the blood.

“Yep... looks like they found it.” Suddenly a voice came from the hillside on Gordon's right, and Gordon immediately looked up, and a very young man stood on the hillside, smiling at the next tens of thousands of demonic troops.

“Who is it?” Miguels yelled at Li Wylin immediately.

“The current commander of the Second Corps of the People?” Gordon next to him took a breath and asked Li Wylin.

“What?” Miggles looked at Lee Wylin in surprise. I can't believe it.

“I'm the second regiment leader, Gordon, right? Nice to meet you, then, Gordon. Hello, Gordon. Bye.” Li Huilin waved after he finished, “Fuck them, don't leave me face to face, beat me to death. ”

A row of black-pressed heads flashed in the woods on both sides, and Gordon and Miggles changed their faces simultaneously.