"Thomas...teacher...why are you here..." Ashu Rufat opened his mouth, but he didn't say this. His expression was dazed, and he even forgot that Thomas had died long ago. Thomas died in that beautiful dusk, and exhaled his last breath in the sound of the piano and the setting sun. He personally collected Thomas and transported it back to his hometown in the coffin.

"You are shaking, Ashu Rufate!" Thomas was wearing his armor with the flying snake emblem, without a helmet, with short white hair on his head. Moreover, his body seemed to be glowing.

"I didn't waver."

"You are hesitating." Thomas saw through Ashu Rufate's thoughts at once. "You are worried about the enemy's back."

Ashu Rufate couldn't speak for a moment.

"Actually you should know that there is no perfect strategy in this world. I have taught you a long time ago that things in the world are not perfect, and there are advantages and disadvantages. For example, your opponent... Ke Mo, the commander of the Saint Knights, saw too far, so he even forgot about the foundation of a general, that is, to correctly estimate the enemy's combat power. Your little tricks that hide your strength are not so clever. He could have easily confirmed this through effective reconnaissance and tentative attacks. Don't you find it strange? The scouts he sent are always on your periphery and are unwilling to take risks and in-depth insights."

"That's because he's stupid." Half is just because Green Skin possesses Wolf and Sgug, and these creatures have a sharp sense of smell that can greatly threaten the scouts who are trying to get close.

"It's stupid." Thomas agreed. "Looking at the fruit after victory, he had planned how to distribute it, but he forgot that the fruit had not been truly obtained. But Ashu Rufate, you have to remember that if he wins, he can truly make full use of this victory. In the next battle, he will become stronger."

Thomas said with emotion, and Ashu Rufate finally got the courage.

"Teacher Thomas, you don't... don't blame me... I... led a group of green skins to war with humans..."

"I've seen a more stupid and ridiculous war than this." Thomas shrugged, "What's this level? At least you still know what you're doing in your heart. Sometimes, the generals who walk onto the battlefield don't even know why they are fighting."

Thomas paused, and then suddenly turned back to the original topic.

"Knowing how to win and knowing how to use victory are two talents that look very similar but are completely different in nature. Kemer's latter talent is excellent. But As a general, both talents are necessary. Without the first talent, there is no way to start; without the second talent, the road will become narrower and narrower, and you will eventually encounter a huge difference in power that you cannot defeat. If I were to choose, I hope you can have the former seven points and the latter three points."

Thomaston paused and stared at Ashu Rufate again.

"But to be honest, you're lucky this time, and this time your victory is 90% reason because you have the best scouts. Mimilu even got the details of their entire tactical arrangement."

"Teacher Thomas, I know this is a trick..."

"No, no, no, you misunderstood. This is not a chance, but the most correct choice! I remember I once taught you that honor is important in war, but you must remember that all factors that can help you win are honor, from lies, fraud to spies. Commanders and ordinary knights must have completely different views on honor."

Ashu Rufate wanted to speak, Thomas shook his hand and signaled Ashu Rufate not to continue speaking.

"For example, this time, do you know why your heart is shaken? That's because you fell in love with your troops."

"Fall in love?"

"You are cherishing them, aren't you? You look like a wealthy slave who is guarding his own gold and usurping the army tightly in your hands, not daring to put them on the battlefield. You lack courage in your heart, you are afraid of failure. Ashu Rufate, I thought you were very bold."

"I……"

"Think carefully and ask yourself once with the most sincere attitude. Fear will deprive a person of judgment and destroy his reason. I never remember that my best student is a coward. Think carefully about whether it is the best reality to be devoted to the reserve team at the moment. If you don't invest at this moment, will there be a more favorable opportunity in the future. However," Thomas' tone eased. "In fact, this is not a shame. Even if I am, I will be confused by chance..."

"Boss! Boss!" Tarus's scream pulled Boss of Blood Flag back from his previous state of excitement. It took him a full second to return to reality.

"Master, your brain's activity just now is very disordered... Are you dreaming?" Carrie suddenly asked a question in her mind.

The Blood Flag boss ignored Carrie. He raised his sword and shouted at the black orc leader beside him. "Tarus, lead all your kids to the other side of the river with the shaman and kick those guys in the ass! Waaaaagh!"

Tarus rushed back with excitement.

"Boys, line up and take the guys! We have to kick those guys hard on the butt! What do you mean? Nonsense, of course we are less than them, otherwise we still have fun? Try you down, why did we finally get the chance to play! Do you want the cat to hide in the pile of snot semen? Don't want to? Then rush up with me!"

Tarus's shouts came from behind, but the Blood Flag boss was already concerned about all other issues. He looked at the last group of personal guards around him - these guys were all small orc leaders with big arms and round waists, and fierce and vicious spirits, but not many. "Boys, follow me! Tell them, just follow me!"

On the high ground, the goblins have not yet won the final victory. Now both the musketeers and the gunners have fallen into melee battles. If the goblins had not had any combat power, they would have been overwhelmed by the green wave.

"Reinforcements... Where are the Tulans?!" Ke Mo shouted to the people around him like crazy. No one answered, no one understood what happened. Just now, this team of soldiers rescued Ke Mo from the siege and retreated to the top of the mountain. All the remaining soldiers gathered here, which is also the last line of defense.

The battle just now also caused heavy losses to the goblins. The fanaticism caused by magic has disappeared at this time, and almost all the orc leaders led by the team were killed. Therefore, the goblins' offensive immediately became weak. Although some goblins were still trying to attack, it was only a small part. Most goblins turned to do safer and more interesting tasks, such as plundering corpses or killing the injured.

Kemo looked around. There were only the last few hundred people left by his side. All the musketeers and gunners picked up melee weapons, but the battle was not over yet. What happened? What happened to the Tulan people? Only the gods knew why they hadn't come yet!

Then he heard a crazy and bloodthirsty "Waaaaagh!" cry. Although it was not as amazing as the magic effect just now, it was still frightening. Then he saw an astonishing number of green skins - not orcs or goblins, but snot sperm that was much smaller than both. He waved weapons like broken spear heads or a pointed wooden strip, and rushed up frantically. Groups of orcs and goblins surrounded and carried by snot sperm, and rushed towards them.

The final resistance was quickly swallowed by this wave. Ke Mo's last thing was to block a series of attacks with his injured hands, and then he was rushed up and dragged to the ground by the crazy snot sperm. Then, countless sharp weapons, blunt weapons and teeth attacks leaked from every gap in his armor. His body was completely covered by green.

"Wait here, they will come again!" The Blood Flag boss finally grabbed his subordinates, and the madness of the snot sperm really surprised him. At this time, he suddenly saw a goblin wolf rider running from the front and heading towards him.

Unlike humans, the Greenskin army is much looser. So it is normal for such sporadic kids not to participate in the battle. Of course, these guys are usually goblins, especially the Wolf Rider boys. As long as they are Greenskin, you know that the Wolf Rider boys are always slippery.

"Boss, I'm bringing good news." The wolf rider came to the blood flag boss and showed a flattering smile. "We saw those humans retreat! I want to notify you."

"Retreat?" The boss of the Blood Flag came to his senses. The hidden danger he had been worried about was that the enemy's general reserve team and the Tulan cavalry had actually withdrawn? "Really?"

"It's true, boss!" The wolf rider nodded violently. "I watched them leave." He added.

Why? The Blood Flag boss looked at the battlefield. The victory or defeat of the battlefield on the south bank was decided, but the battlefield on the north side... Fortunately, although Shiguge did not pose a threat to enemies with strict formation and well-equipped equipment, they would not retreat at all. Under Shiguge's blocking, the green-skinned army on the north bank was still very early to fail.

"Boys!" The boss of Blood Flag raised the long sword in his hand. "We won! Go to the river quickly and don't finish the fun for them! Waaaaagh!"

"Waaaaagh!" All the green skins cheered in unison, and then turned around and rushed down.

In the middle of the night, a very far away from the battlefield, the Queen Mother of Shem waited for the news she urgently needed.

The message was sent by a young officer, covered in wounds and ragged armor, and fainted upon arrival at the camp. In fact, he was not a warrior, but a recorder—but his recorder was well maintained without any damage. Someone handed the recorder to the Queen Mother, who opened the ominous book with his almost trembling hands.

"...When the South Bank coalition was defeated, the main force of the North Bank coalition was in a state of death like a nightmare - the front was tightly bitten by the Greenskin army, with water on both sides, and the rear was completely threatened by the victorious Greenskin South Bank troops...Amid the earth-shaking shouts, the black orcs who had been replenishing their energy for a long time rushed from behind to the exhausted coalition army that had been fighting fiercely for a long time. Behind the Black Orcs were also a considerable number of greenskin shamans and a large number of goblins and short ghosts... The Greenskin came with a scattered force, and the coalition army was immediately defeated and was pressed toward the lake..."

"…The Holy Knights are still fighting. The other soldiers, under their example, also fought the most desperate resistance for their lives. The battle continued to sunset, and in the end it almost turned into a massacre..."
Chapter completed!