Sun Wukong looked at Phelp up and down, put away his usual hippie smile, and said, "If you really regard the counterattack against Eden as your first belief, then help me, because I am helping you saints, and her ideas are similar to yours."

Phelp lowered his head and prevented Sun Wukong from seeing his face, and said, "You are the commander of the Dark Sword Legion, of course I will..."

Sun Wukong interrupted him without hesitation: "Hmph, I don't believe it, the old ghost of the Pope did not give you a secret order... You are a holy knight, and you have to listen to the Pope's instructions. This is understandable, but I have to remind you that Qilian Qingyun and I are the ones who have done the most in the counterattack of Eden. This was the case before, and it will be the case in the future!"

Phelp's face changed slightly, and he didn't know what to say for a moment, because Sun Wukong's words were right. Before coming to Eden, the Pope repeatedly reminded him and the captain of the original Second Column to let them firmly control the morale of the Dark Knife Legion, so that Sun Wukong could only be a nominal commander...

Sun Wukong continued: "Qilian Qingyun once said that you who sacrificed voluntarily are actually very noble. After hearing what you said just now, I agree with this, so I don't want to deal with you. But I just don't want to, not that I dare or cannot. I hope you can understand the purpose of my words!"

"I understand!" Philp nodded calmly. He heard that this was Sun Wukong's warning and a threat.

Seeing Phelp's reaction, Sun Wukong smiled again. He and Kabu were not very good at marching and fighting, and he was relatively lazy and didn't want to care about some minor matters, so he really needed a role like Phelp. What I just said was the first step in assessing and fighting for Phelp.

Just as Sun Wukong was about to continue speaking, Kabu rushed over and reported: "Master, the information nearby has been questioned. Please check it out."

After Kabu finished speaking, he handed over a piece of paper. Sun Wukong took it and looked at it. He saw that the various strongholds of nearby orcs were marked in detail on it, and the details inside the strongholds were marked in detail...

After watching it, Sun Wukong looked happy and smiled, "Hehe, having subordinates means many benefits. You just need to see the results produced by others... I will send an order to set up the army and set off, and we will snatch the God-given sword!"

Kabu was slightly stunned and said, "But that place is definitely easy to defend but difficult to attack. It is probably difficult to conquer such a few people, right?"

Phelp also finished reading the paper, nodded, agreed with Kabu's words, and said: "Although our Dark Sword Legion has a strong combat power, it is only in close combat. Judging from the guard of the God-given Sword, we have no chance to rush over to engage in close combat with the orcs. Please think twice!"

"Who said we have no chance to launch a close combat? Didn't the report say that the orcs have transferred the two-headed dragon knight and the hawks away, and we can launch an air strike!"

"Air strike? Oh, I understand what you mean, but..."

When Phelp said this, he frowned and continued, "But I don't think the air strike can succeed. We vampires have the advantage in resilience and flexibility, but their ability to attack is much worse than werewolf. We only rely on five thousand vampires to defeat this God-given sword!"

"Who said that only you vampires go, arewolf go together, and the whole army will raid together!"

Phelp said anxiously: "What should we do with the blood-sucking war horses? In order to search for the human resistance army, the orcs often have small groups of wolf cavalry patrolling around, and we must not leave them here alone!"

Sun Wukong shrugged indifferently and said, "Then kill them all here. Anyway, all you have to do in the next period of time is to guard the sword given by the gods. There should be no need for these war horses."

This time, even Kabu was anxious and said, "My Lord, although the God-given Sword is easy to defend but difficult to attack, we are so few people who can never defend it! I think we still rely on our super flexibility and it is better to fight guerrillas everywhere!"

Sun Wukong raised the piece of paper in his hand and waved it, with a confident smile on his face.

"Before discovering this God-given sword, I thought it would be better for us to make trouble everywhere, but now, I think it's more cost-effective to build a base and let those orcs come to you on their own initiative! Things are settled, you don't have to say much, I have a sense of responsibility! You go and let your subordinates do things, kill the horse first, and then set off!"

"Yes, Master Commander!"

The two responded, bowed and left to prepare at the same time...

Relying on less than 10,000 people alone, he wanted to build a fixed base behind enemy lines. Phelp thought it was really a bad idea, but Sun Wukong was the commander and he also had to follow his life.

Kabu, who was traveling with him, saw that his face looked even worse than a dead person, patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Brother, don't worry, the commander said he has his own sense of responsibility, that is absolutely no problem! Hehe, I have been with him for so long, and I haven't seen him suffer any losses. The unlucky one has always been someone else!"

Philip thought about Sun Wukong's past deeds and found that no one could take advantage of him. Even the Holy See was slapped by him in the face, causing some yamen to kill each other on the holy mountain...

Thinking of those things, Phelp's face calmed down a little, but he was still a little worried, and said, "He has never suffered a loss before, but this time..."

"It's nothing but it's impossible. Just let it be a hundred hearts! Well, let me say it from another perspective. The Saint of Light has definitely made a secret promise to us Master. Do you see this?"

Phelp nodded without saying anything, and said in his heart: "They were hugging each other in public, so Bangmai couldn't see it!"

"That's right! Think about it, how bad can a man like the Saint of Light be liked by a man? What's there to worry about when we follow him?"

This time, Philip finally felt completely relieved. Qilian Qingyun's intelligence and erudition are almost well known in the Holy See. Philip felt that with her knowledge and vision, coupled with her imperial rank, there was no reason to fall in love with a fool...

After the order to kill the horse was passed down, the soldiers of the Second Column of the Secret Knife Plan raised their swords and quickly killed their blood-sucking war horses. Many people even cut off one horse's leg and prepared to be used as food for the future.
Chapter completed!