"No problem, boss! I will definitely complete the task!"

The first battalion commander Aki Wetane was the first guy at the rich grain store in Blackwood, a city near Roswell. Because he participated in the grain price riot, he met Taha Seniye in prison. He guarded the glacier defense line with him in Roninger, witnessed the Alang Empire's attack on the glacier defense line, witnessed Roninger's failure, and finally joined Elena with Taha Seniye. Elena had a high demand for literacy soldiers. Because he was able to read, calculate, and fought wars, he was also arranged to be in the mobile brigade and became the battalion commander of the first battalion of the mobile brigade.

"Yes, we have no problem! Let's prove to the peasant brothers who always say we are hiding behind. We workers can also fight!"

Several other battalion commanders also agreed. Seeing this, the brigade commander Hudson Longst finally gave a few words of advice, and asked the instructor Taha Senier to speak, and then issued an order to set off. The entire motor brigade 3,500 people, 130 barbarian bulls, and 24 support vehicles all left their hidden place. They will take a steam six-wheeled armored vehicle through the long-standing hardened road connecting the capital city of West Loa Province, and Zhijincheng, the capital city of East Loa Province, and directly hit the old lair!

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Shortly after the departure of the Elena Mobile Brigade, the combat command center in Flosiva was already in bleakness. The enemy's main force cut the Ninth Legion line on the northmost side of the Eastern Front with sixteen giant beast chariots as sharp knives, and continued to advance westward. The Ninth Legion has withdrawn from the front line, and the subsequent five legions have no way to resist the enemy's attack.

"Duke, there is no other way now. It is unrealistic to hope that the assisting legion with weak combat effectiveness will break through Elena's eastern defense before the enemy attacks the rear. And now the soldiers are spreading, saying that Gastenth is actually the great magician. He deceived our Mage Tower Research Institute, deceived the emperor, and asked the emperor to send troops to find a reason to defeat us. The fighting will below is very weak, and when attacking Elena, you need to supervise the team forward. When facing the attack of the enemy's giant beast chariot, our soldiers have no will to resist and run away as soon as they fight. This battle can no longer be won."

Samuel Oldman, chief of staff of the National Salvation Army, spoke in panic and despair. He tried hard to convince Claflynn to give up the battle that was already doomed to fail.

Henry Claflyn did not answer. He has been standing in front of the sand table and thinking hard since receiving the report of the Ninth Legion's retreat. The good situation thirteen days ago collapsed in two weeks. The half-moon attack formation he had planned has now become a short line that could be destroyed at any time, and he insisted on the sand table. The blue color representing the enemy, although it was compressed to two-thirds of the area of ​​Enspan Province, was like a spring compressed to the extreme and could no longer make progress.

"Also, what's the solution?"

After thinking for a long time, Henry Claflyn was still unwilling to give up. Although he made a promise in front of His Majesty's Special Envoy and the new Prime Minister Dul Conton, he still had a chance to win. However, from that time on, he had actually lost information.

"There's nothing more."

Samuel Oldman looked at the sand table and gave the answer without thinking, "Attacking Elena was originally a mistake. Although His Majesty the Emperor convinced us, His Majesty obviously did not convince our soldiers. When the initial progress of the war was smooth, although the soldiers had doubts in their hearts, it would not affect the situation. However, the enemy fought against us in our main attack direction, and completely defeated the soldiers' confidence with their giant beasts and those fearless soldiers. This battle lost to the morale of the army, not the enemy's weapons. No matter how powerful those weapons were, there were only sixteen. Our soldiers should be as unafraid of death as the enemy, and rushed forward and approached the machine with their machine guns. There was no way to kill those machines. However, our soldiers did not even shoot and surrender directly. What do you think there is any way?"

"They are still too afraid of the great magicians." Henry Claflyn knew what Samuel meant, and he also agreed with what Samuel meant. However, he really didn't want to give up just like that.

"Let's withdraw the army for the time being. This war was initiated by His Majesty the Emperor and should end with him. Paul Gibson has been the emperor for too long, so long that he can't judge the situation and does not know what the right decision is. He is alone, and we have a total of 800,000 people here, so there is no need to pay for a person's wrong decision, right?"

Samuel Oldman's words were almost ruthless, but Henry Claflyn just glanced at him and didn't talk. When Elena was rising at a surprising speed, the emperor only remembered yesterday's hatred, could not see his shortcomings and future development, and devoted himself to launching war. Is the reason why the Remote Moon Plan appeared was really just because Prince Wenfeng wanted to be the emperor? It was obviously not that simple.

"Let's talk about this incident. The Gibson family treats us well. Paul's current state cannot afford this failure. If I really want to surrender, I'll do it."

After saying this, Henry Claflyn sighed heavily, no longer observing the desperate sand table, but sat on his own sofa and looked at Samuel, the sadness in his eyes was obvious.

"Grand Duke."

Samuel Oldman took a step forward. The Claflyn family is the greatest support for Ankenyn's military, while Henry Claflyn is the last sun of the Claflyn family. If he assumes the responsibility for defeat, Samuel Oldman doesn't know what to do next with Ankenyn's military.

"Duke, you can't surrender!"

"Duke, you are not blamed for this failure!"

"Dagong, this failure was the emperor's fault, and it was the emperor's decision-making mistake. You don't need to take responsibility for him!"

"You guys fart!"

Henry Claflyn, who had originally closed his eyes and rested, was angry by everyone's words. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the staff officer who had just accused the emperor, "Hashicker, can you say those words just now?"

"No! Grand Duke!"

Hashkel stood at attention and apologized loudly. Henry Claflyn glanced at him coldly, then looked at other staff officers, and said in a deep voice.

"We follow the decisions of His Majesty the Emperor. We have no right to interfere with the right or wrong decisions. The situation of the war is not good now, but you are just thinking about putting the blame on His Majesty. Is this unfaithful, and is it shirking responsibility? Do you still have the appearance of Ankenry because of the National Rescue Army??"

Seeing Henry Claflyn get angry, everyone bowed their heads and was silent and did not answer. This was a silent disagreement with what Claflyn said. Henry Claflyn knew his subordinates' attitude very well, and he cursed a few words and made a decision.

"We lost this battle! Our entire command center has the responsibility! If we did not attack at the beginning, but launched a tentative attack, we might be able to force out new equipment from the enemy and we would have some time to deal with it. Now that the situation is done, the situation of the war is irresistible, we can only admit defeat! Pass my order, the 10th to 14th Legion stops the attack and withdraws from Enspan Province. This combat operation against Elena will be stopped before receiving further instructions from His Majesty!"

Although there was no surrender, both Samuel Oldman and other staff members present understood what Henry Claflyn meant. Stopping the offensive was just a tactical order, but withdrawing from the territory that had been recovered in Enspan Province would be a complete recognition of failure. And the so-called command of Your Majesty, those who are a little more informed know that because of this war, there are many people waiting to see Your Majesty jokes and wait to take advantage of the situation.

"Why are you still standing there? Go and pass the order!"

Samuel Oldman's voice was also extremely irritable. The war was lost. Even if His Majesty ordered a truce, he and Henry Claflyn, as the head coach and chief of staff, probably would not have a good end. It was a lucky chance to escape. He watched the messenger run away and looked at Henry Fracklin. The war god of Ankenryin looked extremely old at this moment.

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"The enemy withdraws the troops!!!"

"The enemy has withdrawn!!!"

"We will win!!!"

The shouts on the position became more and more noisy, which made Soderan Warren feel a little uncomfortable. He had not left his machine gun for the past two days, nor did he get the right person to push him up. The militia sent in the later stage had limited combat power and could only help him load, but could not use the machine gun like him. His ears were a little unaware of the sound because they were by the machine gun for a long time. His arms, arms and cheeks were also blisters repeatedly, and finally they were even scalded into gray-white dead flesh. They felt that they were touching Mumu without feeling.

"Sodland, Sortland, OK, let go, we won!"

A familiar voice sounded in his ears, Soderland turned his head and saw his instructor Bruner Warren. He blinked and looked at the front of the positions. The red and gray bodies intertwined together, forming a sad scene with the blue sky and the black earth. He coughed twice gently, somewhat uncertain.

"We really won?"

"Yes, we won, we won!!! The enemy withdrew, all withdrew! We won, we won by ourselves!"
Chapter completed!