When consciousness returned to his brain, Burchfield's first reaction was to grab the sword at his waist, but he failed. Due to the violent movement, severe pain came from his ribs, as if a sea urchin was stuffed between the ribs, causing his lungs to swell. Twitching and spasming, he felt breathless. The true nature of a soldier did not make him cry out in pain, and the attendants outside the door did not notice that the marshal was awake for a long time, until he tremblingly knocked down the wooden cup on the bedside. The attendant rushed in at the sound and poured a glass of liquid for Birchfield. The marshal's head was covered with cold sweat, his dry tongue tasted the sweet liquid, and he drank half the cup. The pain soon subsided. He took a look at the greasy liquid in the cup and asked, "What is this?" The damage needs to be alleviated" "Throw it out! This thing will paralyze my brain. The pain can at least keep me awake." The left-wing military governor looked at the surrounding environment. He saw a simple stone room, and his armor and sword were in the corner of the room. There were bloody underwear and bandages. There was a faint noise outside the window. Birchfield only reacted at this time, pinched the attendant, and asked urgently: "Where is this? How is the war?!" The attendant lowered his head and tried to open his mouth twice but no words came out. Burchfield felt as if he had been hit by a hammer, his vision turned black, and he gritted his teeth: "At least I want to know how I lost!" "There is a traitor in Essien's army" "Korchaha?" He remembered, as if he was He was hit by the opponent on the high platform. "Ah? No, no." The attendant shook his head vigorously, "It's the dwarves. Some dwarves in Essien's army rebelled, and they controlled the sling cannon to attack you." The memory was slowly recovered. At that time, the wolf-eater's expression changed, and he slapped him away with a palm, so that he was not killed by rocks falling from the sky. The high platform suddenly fell apart, debris flew, and some officers died on the spot. He only remembered that when he rolled down from the high platform, the second boulder fell, and then he hit something on his head. Fainted. "the military flag fell, the troops in the front wavered and collapsed, and were harvested and killed by the elves. The terrible tree stood up again, the slings were burned by the dwarf traitors, and the front quickly collapsed. The situation was extremely chaotic at that time, or The wolf-eater found you from the broken wood. Then he carried you and ran away." Burchfield was stunned. He never imagined that he not only lost the battle, but also saved his life by the mixed-blood barbarian he despised. "Where is this?" "A stone castle 70 miles east of the battlefield, the territory of a small nobleman in Essien. It is very simple and has no defense. And and" "Say!" he shouted . A pain in the chest and abdomen. The attendant said in fear, "We are surrounded, Marshal. The elven troops blocked the surroundings of the stone castle, and the number of broken troops gathered was less than 3,000, because the rebellion came from the back of Essien. Our people even fought with them. More than two hundred people died in the fight. Lord Korchaha spent a lot of effort to suppress it. ""He killed all the dwarves in the army. They are currently building fortifications, and they may be planning to stand by and wait for reinforcements." Burchfield shook his head. He knew that standing by and waiting for reinforcements was just a joke. He had fought so well before, driving the elves all the way to the edge of the forest, and the coalition forces were far away from the two countries. The nearest troops numbered more than a hundred surreys, so it was definitely too late. The left-wing military governor struggled to get out of bed. There was no fear on his face, but he was just unwilling. He still had half of his army left behind in Kumara, the capital he needed to make a comeback But this simple stone fort was his burial place. Something needs to be done, not for victory, but just for the sake of Kumara, the art of war that he has loved his whole life. "Bring a pen and paper, I want to write a letter to the Ring Sword Council, and then ask Korchahar to come over." "You want me to send someone to deliver the letter to Kumara? No, tell him that all my troops will be used Defend, I don’t have time to see him!” The mixed-blood barbarian wiped the blade of the double-sided giant ax with a grindstone and refused the attendants of the left-wing military governor without raising his head. The war has been lost, and he no longer needs to grovel. Now he just wants to choose a satisfactory way to die. He feels that today is a good day to die in battle. "But" Before the attendant could finish his words, he saw Korchahar's eyes filled with fighting spirit, like a strange alpha wolf. The squire thought that if he said one more word, the double-sided ax would be brightened with his blood. Dismissing the attendant, Korchahar drank a bag of wine and then looked at the empty wine bag. This was given to him by the Prime Minister when he graduated from the National Military Academy in Korchahar. It has never left his body these years. It is always filled with water instead of wine. This is the Prime Minister's warning to him to stay sober. In Essien's reputation, the prime minister is a shameless politician who takes the wife of a princess, but in the eyes of the wolf-eater, the dry old man is his father.??The father who gave him knowledge, strength, and status, he could die for his father at any time. Now that he has buried the Prime Minister’s retainers and betrayed his trust, how can he come back alive? He put the wine bag away close to his body and kicked open the door. The messy soldiers outside the door could only lie on the dirt floor without even a cup of hot water. He roared: "I don't care whether you are Essien or Kumara, I can responsibly tell you that everyone will die today! If they fall into the hands of the elves, they will be tortured and used as fertilizer, or they will use swords or fists. Fuck the pointy-eared goblin’s asshole! Choose one!” The wolf-eater completely abandoned his identity as a general, spitting and swearing like a barbarian. But he mobilized the last bloody spirit of the defeated army. "Fight them to death!" "Fight to the death!" As the voice came out, Lamesilai smiled coldly. This result was what he wanted best. If these humans surrendered, where would he vent his passion for killing. Drusilla did not pursue. In order to block the enemy's final charge, thousands of elves fought to the death. Hundreds of Tia returned directly to Silvanus. Half of the remaining 10,000 elves were injured, and all the elves who could be treated All the power was used. Even so, the queen still allocated one-third of the secret arrow druids and magic archers to Lamesilai, who must completely annihilate the southeastern coalition forces. At the same time, they also attacked the left-wing army commander Pei who was suspected of being a magic network gem. The sword is determined to be won. “No more waiting, blow up their fortifications.” He ordered. The brilliant splendor of the golden tree shines again. Turning the perspective again, Lesatos changed places to watch the battle, but the person chattering around him was not the servant of the magic eye, but the demon statue that was sold shamelessly: " It is truly an earth-shaking professional improvement that has never been seen before or since. It is so shocking. The development speed of Caiyanyan can only be achieved by the intelligent golden dragon. The elves under your command can be snatched by Corellon, the father of creation, but the spider goddess Rose is jealous and crazy. Why the age of dragons was ended by the elves is because you were not there in that era! As wise as you, as long as you appear on the battlefield, no matter whether it is the immortal monarch or the supreme king of chaos, you will bow to him" "It's a bit flattering. Lesatos, who was bleeding internally, waved his claws to interrupt: "I participated in the Battle of the Setting Sun and was defeated by the Chaos Supreme." "Ah? Ahah!" The golem that had leaked the bullshit stuttered twice, "That's definitely not you. "It must be the system's fault!" "That's enough!" Lesatos roared. "Youguang's people have arrived, where are your people?" "What's mine and hers? As long as you are willing, I will be yours" Keogei said coyly. His grandma’s! Lesatos was too lazy to talk nonsense to the Golem Master, and made up his mind that from now on, this kind of guy with unlimited integrity would be left to Flamir to negotiate, fighting fire with fire. He used the invisibility spell, fluttered his wings and flew up. The agent's war ended, but the competition among the contestants of the Magic Network had just begun.