Section 82 Key

He had no other choice. The enemy placed the main attack on his defense line, and all he could do was cheer up and supervise the army to fight to the death.

Although he called "We can't hold on", if people from other tribes were observing here at this moment, they probably wouldn't have come to such a conclusion. Why? Although the situation on the battlefield was not good, in general, it had begun to turn into a stalemate. The enemy was still pressing step by step, but their attacks had been severely blocked. The Chaos Eggs were still rushing around there, but they were separated from the large troops behind and could no longer play the role of tearing the enemy's formation. The most important thing is that although they suffered major casualties and the battle situation was unfavorable, the Gas tribe did not experience morale depression. This means that they could persist for at least a long time.

For the other two tribes, this is enough. What they need is that the Gas tribe should not be defeated quickly, rather than hoping that the Gas tribe will retain its strength. In fact, each tribe thinks this way in his mind: under the premise of winning, the greater the casualties of other tribes, the better.

In any case, the Gas tribe still has the advantage of military strength. Under the supervision of officers at all levels, they surged up like a tide, and surrounded the fierce chaos eggs with their number, so that these monsters could only fight on the spot and lost the ability to continue charging. On the front line of the war between soldiers, they also rely on the number to support a wave of offensives. Although Sag tore open the enemy's defense line and penetrated deep into the center of the enemy's formation, the enemy still resisted stubbornly, and by shrinking the formation and compressing the defense area, they continued to form a defense circle that could still resist.

However, it is obvious that the casualties of the Gas tribe far exceed those of the other party. When they retreat to compress the formation, many soldiers were cut and surrounded by the enemy and then wiped out one by one. If the casualties were measured at this time, for each enemy fell, the Gas tribe would fall three, four or even more. If this situation continues, sooner or later, the Gas tribe would be defeated due to exhaustion of combat power.

But it's hard to say how much time this takes.

Just as the Chaos Champion was trying hard to observe the battlefield and thinking about how to retain his strength, the entourage beside him suddenly exclaimed a series of exclamations.

Just beside them, there was inexplicable energy surging in the air. This was beyond the concept of normal magic, and even people who did not understand magic could clearly feel it. These energy surged and gathered in a certain open space not far from them, and a figure gradually appeared in the open space.

It was almost time to say that, and in a blink of an eye, a figure of an unusual shape appeared beside them. The monster was strong and burly, with a pair of huge twisted horns on its head, but a pair of hooves on its lower limbs.

"Demon!" More than one person exclaimed.

Even idiots can understand that it is not a good thing to appear in this place. This is definitely not the evil god who sent the demons to help them with the war.

The facts quickly proved that this idea was correct: the next moment, the demon stood up. Its body was so strong and as tall as a tower. The demon stared at the prey in front of him with magical gaze. Unfortunately for these people, it was not rainy at this time. The demon was less affected by the repulsion of the material world, and its power could be maximized at this moment.

Many witnesses found that their eyes could not leave this nightmare monster at all, but some instinct in their hearts strongly hoped not to meet the demon's eyes. The monster's gaze did have supernatural powers, because in the blink of an eye, the few people who were looking at him face to face fell down, because this gaze was enough to stop the hearts of these mortals from beating.

Then, under everyone's eyes, a magic sword appeared in the demon's hand. From the black smoke constantly released from the sword, it could be seen that the weapon was condensed with powerful evil power. The monster waved the magic sword and rushed towards this side. Although its size was majestic, its movements were agile, smooth and fast. Before someone could escape, it was already close to the distance between mediocre fights.

The killing began immediately.

This change immediately formed a catastrophic reaction.

The demon's size is so large and so eye-catching that the warriors on the front line of the Gas tribe have also discovered it.

In fact, from a completely objective standpoint, the killing ability of a demon is not as good as ten Chaos eggs. Even if a demon can kill one at a time, the Chaos egg is also invincible. However, it has a religious impact far more than ten Chaos eggs.

For the Gas tribe who had reached its limit, this demon was the last straw that broke the camel's back. In front of them were enemies who were pressing step by step, in the middle was the chaotic egg that was rushing uncontrollable, and powerful demons appeared behind them. The false morale caused by severe supervision and intimidation collapsed instantly, and the supervisory teams that urged them to fight were killed and dispersed by the demons. Suddenly, the Gas tribe began to defeat the entire country.

Whether in front or behind, almost all the soldiers gave up the battle at the same time and turned around and fled backwards. Even a few of them planned to resist to the end were forced to defeat them by the abortion.

The battle turned into unilateral massacre, and the mercenaries (almost all mercenaries bought by Ash Rufate) took advantage of the situation to cover up the killing, and in a very short time the defeat became unstoppable.

The strict formation no longer exists, and the next thing is naturally a melee. Almost all the soldiers of the Gas tribe who failed to escape from the front in time were besieged and were all annihilated in a short period of time. This is why failure has a catastrophic impact on the army. After a defeat, even if the casualties are not particularly serious, the entire army will no longer be able to fight. Because failure is not only an impact on the entire morale, but also a great purge of elite troops and backbone forces in the army. Because in the process of defeat, brave people are more likely to die, while cowards have more chances to survive.

On the small hill behind the front, everyone saw all this. The incident of Ash Rufate summoning the demon did not cause much surprise - the speechless panic was not fools, so they had known for a long time that the Chaos Lord had the ability to summon and command demons. Having said that, they might not have seen such abilities, but they had also heard of them - for a Chaos Lord who was deeply favored by God, this might not be an outrageous thing.

Bruce was standing not far from Ashu Rufate at this time, so he was the first to find Ashu Rufate turning his head and walking backwards.

"Sir..." He was very surprised. What does this mean? Escape before the battle? If this behavior was not surprising before the Gas tribe was defeated, but the situation is reversed. If they had only half a chance of winning before, then the chances of winning between the two sides now become 55. This is a process of one increase and another decrease. Once the Gas tribe defeated, it not only exposed the flanks of other members of the coalition, but also caused the morale of the speechless panic troops to rise sharply. Because this comprehensive defeat is something that cannot be ignored on the battlefield, almost everyone noticed this at the same time. "What are you going to do?"

"Let's go." Ashu Rufate replied without looking back. "What should be done has been done."

"What?" Bruce was extremely surprised, and reached out from the slant with one hand and patted his shoulder. The Chaos Champion turned around and saw the high-level wizard Hardmond.

"Mr. Ashu Ruffat is going back," said Hadmond. "Don't disturb him."

"Go back...but..." Although there seems to be a chance of victory at this time, due to the weak frontal forces, the offensive seems fierce but is actually a sign of weakness. The reason why the left wing and the central government are still maintaining an attacking situation is actually the main reason that the enemy has adopted a defensive stance. To be honest, once the enemy makes up his mind to counterattack desperately, no one can be sure how long the left wing and the central government can last. Perhaps they will fail without waiting for the support of the victorious friendly forces of the right wing.

"The battle is over," said Hadmond.

"It's over?" Bruce still didn't understand what the other party meant at all? Because the obvious fact is that the battle is far from over - as mentioned earlier, the outcome can only be counted as 50% at this time.

"It's over," said Hadmond. "Next, the Rune Lord and the Void Thorn Tribe will retreat and leave the battlefield. They may leave a troops behind, but the remaining battle is just the end. What you have to do next is to bite the other party as much as possible, and it's best to destroy more enemies so that they can remember more lessons."

"Don't you understand?" Hardmond looked at Bruce's expression (the Chaos champion was not wearing a helmet at this time), and a very difficult smile appeared on his face. "They made - or were about to make - the smart guy's choice."

“What choice?”

"The collapse of the Gas tribe is a foregone conclusion. The remaining enemies have two choices. The first is to take a bet, send some troops to cover the flanks, and then attack us head-on regardless of everything. As long as you break through the enemy's front before the flanks are attacked, victory is still in sight. The second choice is to give up the battle, gradually retreat behind the elite soldiers and leave the battlefield. What choice will you make?"

"Out of the battlefield and...a hard blow...???"

"Think about it, if you were the commander of the Void Thorn Tribe, what choice would you make? You can only choose to slowly withdraw from the battlefield. Because if the Rune Lord chooses to fight hard, you will still have the opportunity to return to the battlefield... And the Rune Lord will attract most of the enemy's military strength, so this action will benefit you. On the contrary, if the Rune Lord chooses to retreat, then you cannot choose to fight hard. Because this is equivalent to attracting most of the enemy's strength and benefiting the opponent... Do you understand?"

Bruce woke up immediately.
Chapter completed!