Although he hoped for the talents of their commanders, although the commander of this emperor, Duke Adir, was indeed a very talented military strategist. But in this case, he could not have any more ideas.

"I have no choice... Everyone, anyway, this war can no longer see the expectation of victory for us. So why bother to die more?"

Looking at the generals who looked at him with anticipation, Adil smiled bitterly, and said such words at the same time - he is not a god, and it is impossible for him to turn over with one mind to create endless food, unbreakable army, and various weapons and equipment that can match Sylvania. What else can be done in this case?

Hearing Adil said this, the generals looked at each other and didn't know how to answer.

Then, Adil said something even more surprising to them: "If you want to continue to live well, then surrender too. Maybe you can't become a noble again in the future, but at least you can survive."

Finally someone was angry by what Duke Adil said. An old knight, who was nearly fifty years old, shouted loudly to Adil: "Duke! Please don't say these disheartening words! The commander-in-chief's depressedness will greatly disturb the morale of the army!"

"Morany? Look at where our army has such things as 'Morany'?!" Duke Adil continued to say this with a wry smile, making everyone present feel speechless.

"Even, even so..." The knight tried to say something and refute the words of the Duke of Adil. But in the end he failed.

"Okay, everyone. If there is nothing to do, everyone can leave."

After Duke Adil said that it was almost accused of their surrender, all the noble officers were thinking. Indeed, life is often much more expensive than most of the things they have.

The words of Duke Adil can also be regarded as a fig leaf for these people's ugly and dirty ideas. I believe that these "lucky" survived will desperately slander the duke for their reputation in the future. The so-called history is such a thing.

Most of the Duke Adir could guess what these people were thinking. Apart from a bitter smile, the Duke had no measures to deal with.

In the end, after the officers of aristocratic generals with unnatural expressions left, there were only a few dozen officers and generals left in the tent. Seeing that these people had no intention of leaving, Adil felt a little strange. But afterwards, he felt relieved. While relieved, he felt a little moved.

The Sigma Empire has stood tall at the peak of the old world for thousands of years. In times of crisis, there are still loyal ministers and good generals who are willing to die for it.

So Duke Adil asked in a strange way: "What are you still here to do? Don't you go back and prepare?"

The generals left here looked at each other, and then launched a representative to talk to Adil. The representative first asked, "Duke, do you really allow us to surrender to the undead and Silvania?" The Duke Adil nodded affirmatively. Then, the representative continued to ask:

"So Duke, have you decided to surrender, too?"

Duke Adil shook his head and replied, "No, I have never thought of it."

The representative then asked, "Duke, you have nearly 200,000 troops under your command, and there are only a few dukes in the Sigma Empire. Your principality, Miranden, has not been occupied by the vampires of Sylvania. So, if you lead the crowd to surrender, you can imagine the treatment you will receive. It will be very high. So why don't you surrender?"

Duke Adil laughed and said proudly: "My ancestors followed the great hero of the God Emperor Sigma to fight south and north, and created the empire. I am the hereditary duke of the Sigma Empire! Duke Miranden has been in office for thousands of years and has countless famous ministers and generals. No matter how unworthy my descendants are, they will never surrender to a group of vampire heresy! I am ready to die for my country. What do you think of the answer?"

After hearing the Duke of Adir, the camp was filled with a strange atmosphere of relaxation. The nobles, officers and generals in front of the Duke also smiled, and the representative was still saying: "I think it is enough to prove our attitude that we can stay here."

Then, bursts of cheerful laughter came from the camp. Duke Adil and the nobles, like young friends about to participate in the park, were having a pleasant conversation, talking interesting things, and joking with each other. They quietly waited for the last moment to come.

On the third day, most of the nobles, officers and generals surrendered with their troops. There were also many soldiers who were determined to fight to the end and refused, and a turmoil that affected the entire camp began. In a sense, this was a good opportunity for the undead army to launch an attack. However, under the influence of Valed's bad character, the undead army surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, all of which were silently staying in place. Watching this rare farce.

Then, when the civil strife in the Emperor ** was quelled. Most of the soldiers, officers and generals surrendered, and there were only less than 50,000 lonely troops left under the Duke of Adil, the undead troops finally began to attack.

Nearly eight hundred fast artillery pieces were concentrated, and a total of fifty undead dragons tilted the dense barrage of metal, gunpowder and magic to their positions. All the enemies who were trying to resist were blown into scum. It was under such dense firepower that Adil, the Duke of Miranden, was crushed to pieces and his soul returned to the sky.

This was almost a blow before the Emperor** fought a decisive battle with the undead. At the same time, in addition to the loss of troops, the tragedy of losing ground continued.

Because all the main forces were concentrated on the front line of Ostermach, the defenders of Hok and Tarabek were insufficient. This gave Sylvania a chance.

Under the order of Valed, Sylvania's southern army was divided into two groups, and the one led by his brother Kodmus began to head north and attack... or simply take over the two principalities of Hok and Tarabek. At the same time, it further threatened the two principalities of Miranden and Nordland. The more difficult task can also be regarded as an accessory to the attack of the Sigma Empire - the task of attacking Tyrier was handed over to Vared's adjutant Ram. He also had to defend the Kingdom of Batonia.

The reason why he did not attack the Kingdom of Batonia was because Vared looked down on the chaotic and backward territory - Batonia, which was already very chaotic and backward, could already use ruins as a synonym after experiencing a full-scale war with the wood elves. Vared did not want his empire to bear such a burden, so in a short time, he decided to let Batonia go. Or use it as his future raw material production site and the dumping site for the goods.

Of course, the same definition of the Arabian region south of the central waters, as well as the countries and races east of the endless mountains, as well as the New World, Usulan Vared is also defined. There is only one kingdom on earth, and some people enjoy it, some people work hard and are squeezed. Isn’t this a matter of course?

The attack of the two principalities of Hock and Tarabek was not a news that they were blocked. In fact, it was basically impossible to be blocked for such a big thing. So soon, Emperor* learned that his flank principality was attacked.

Although Magnus tried his best to block these messages, he knew that this was completely impossible. Soon, because of this matter, Emperor **'s morale was lowered. In this case, Emperor ** not only lost the ability and necessity to take the initiative, but also the courage to take the initiative.

Now, no matter how dissatisfied with Magnus, he was praying secretly that the entire strange defense system he presided over could play a good enough role. Otherwise, the Sigma Empire, which is known as the world's largest human power, would have lasted for thousands of years, would have really perished.

On the other hand, after observing the defensive system designed by Magnus at a distance, Vared, a little untuned, feeling that "I'm already invincible!" Vared, in a slightly frivolous tone, made a sound of "Oh oh oh oh...", and at the same time praised in a slightly exaggerated tone:

"Oh, this is good."

In fact, deep in Valed's heart, the shock of the emergence of this defense system was far greater than what he showed on the surface - this defense system was the biggest countermeasure against his army, the new black new army. He was very surprised that the other party, Magnus, could see through certain weaknesses of his new army in such a short period of time and take extremely targeted measures to deploy the army. This ability was completely unthinkable.

However, although His Majesty's tactical mind seemed to be spit by Sigma's spit, the answer to whether the dukes under his command, as well as many generals, officers, and millions of troops of the empire could understand his painstaking efforts. And the other two more obvious, the gap between the Emperor and the undead army cannot be ignored.

The first is military strength.
Chapter completed!