Orc Tyrant

The return of the Ouke army is unexpected by many people, because according to past experience, after experiencing a huge failure, it often takes a long time to repair the broken organizational network and their unstable power. The structure allows people to have a chance to breathe.

But this time is different. Only half a month after the last battle, the organized Occo forces once again appeared in the guard sight of the Rangers.

This time was so short that the Axum Army hadn't fully converged even the dead, and had to prepare for battle in a hurry, but no one was optimistic about this defense.

A week later, more information was gathered at Prokhov's table, and all mysteries were revealed.

It's coming!

The king of war, the king of Ouk, the pale tyrant-Guk!

It came in person, with a large army covering the sky, more than twice the size of the previous war, as if the heavy blow of that time did not exist.

Everyone fell directly into despair from the joy of victory. A complete Axum legion could not support such a war. The legion that had already suffered more than half of the casualties and was dilapidated, lacking ammunition supplies, was able to face such a destructive force. what to do?

Set another trap?

The failure that almost came last time has told everyone that Ok is not a idiot full of brains and muscles, and their bosses also have a cunning war mind.

Not to mention that they have to face the fierce Guk, a butcher who has just ravaged the New California Republic. The scene of the two Aswan battles still makes many veterans tremble, and no one wants to face it again. It's anger.

He couldn't hold on, and he couldn't retreat. Prokhov was almost ten years old in just a week. He was already a sixty-year-old man, but he used to rely on the will of the soldiers to maintain his vigor.

But in the face of such tremendous pressure, he is also a common man after all.

So, very badly, the commander of the Axum Army fell ill.

Just when everyone was at a loss, the Queen’s order came in time-the Aksum Army retreated from the Biel Taiweiler mountain area to Shah for repairs. As for which army to hand over to replace the defense line, the order did not say, and everyone did not ask. Because it doesn't need to be asked at all.

There was another order that followed, and this order caused quite a stir.

Colonel Yushikin, the former head of the Axum 1st Corps, was promoted to major general in the name of the royal family Jin Xi, and temporarily took over the command of the ill Prokhov.

There was a lot of discussion for a while. The focus of everyone’s attention was not Yushikin’s rocket soaring, because his performance in the last battle was "legendary". Take down the head of Ouke, and turn the tide at the last moment.

Any one thing, put on any commander, can be called a hero, but three things are concentrated on one person, then it can only be called a "legend".

[Headhunter] is the new name given to him by the soldiers. After the beheaded head was treated with antiseptic, it was embedded with a group of blood flags forever. After the war, Yushikin changed the flag of the group. Became red.

What kind of reward such a legendary commander received, no one felt excessive. The crux of the problem was that he directly took over the command of the legion as a regiment commander, which seemed quite unreasonable.

The Axum Army has a deputy commander, a chief of staff, and various division commanders and deputy commanders. In terms of command level, there shouldn't be a regimental commander taking over command.

If the empress promotes Yushijin to division commander, or simply promotes to legion commander, it's all right. Unfortunately, there is no such appointment. Although he is a major general, he is still a regiment commander.

Some have speculated that General Prokhov might give way to the new General Yushikin after the army withdrew to the Shah.

These rumors about changes in the organizational structure of the corps have been permeating, but Yushkin remained silent on this, only ordering the various troops to withdraw from the defense line step by step.

For Yushkin, who lacks large-scale command experience, it is not easy to make the army withdraw smoothly. He only allows himself to sleep for four hours a whole week. Every day, day or night, soldiers You can see him walking around on various defense lines.

Inspecting the wounded, arranging routes, dispatching supplies... There are always busy things.

The bad news brought by the Rangers is increasing. Oak’s attitude towards this invasion is very determined. They have drew out many terrifying weapons, the best of which is a huge machine that can walk on its own.

The Ranger who reported the news was almost collapsed. He described the machine as a "god", a monster of a god. It was higher than a mountain and bigger than the cathedral in Tyre. It seemed to happen when it walked. An earthquake, when it "breathes", is like a storm coming.

In short, this is a very, very powerful **** thing!

The news was pressed down by Yushkin. He didn't want to cause any more panic, but the pace of withdrawal was faster than before. He originally hoped to bring back some of the corpses, but now he can only burn them together and then take the ashes away— -Many ethnic groups in the eastern provinces retain the habit of cremation, so this is not a big problem.

Although minor troubles continued, everything went smoothly overall. The first evacuated were the wounded, then the logistics, and then the various infantry regiments, cavalry regiments...

Yushkin and his group were the last to leave. He stood in the place where his compatriots had fought, shed blood, and died, looking at the rolling mountains under the setting sun with grief and anger in his heart.

Bill Tevere's line of defense still came to its bitter and broken ending.

Just like Aswan, it was destroyed and plunged into flames.

It must be for a tooth for a tooth. Maybe there is not much punishment to impose, and there is not much satisfaction of revenge to taste, but this must be completed. The last battle was just a big step towards the end of the whole process.

Yushkin, the battle-tested veteran in the past has been tempered by years and battles. Now he is standing on a prominent stone slab, looking at the dim earth.

The setting sun reflected on his smooth breastplate and sword blade, and bright orange spots pulsed against the blue and gold background.

Too much has happened since that day, and his cognition has undergone changes again and again. Compared with everything he has just witnessed, the storms on the battlefield in the past are not worth mentioning.

That ending, that death. That beginning, that loss.

He has always been fearless, but he knows the pain, and he has witnessed his race suddenly discover its greatest enemy.

His officers were waiting for him, wearing a wing-shaped battle helmet, and a white skull print on the black breastplate. Yushkin still remembers that this mark in Aswan meant-death row prisoner.

Times have changed, everything has changed, rules have changed, and they are waiting for him.

Yushkin turned around, he remembered his lost brother, looked at the brother in front of him, and stretched out his hand.

The sergeant holding the flag handed it over. It was worn and damaged, full of dents, and there were several slight distortions on the flagpole.

Yushikin took the flag, and every trace on it was an honor.

He plunged the flagpole into the blood-stained scorched earth, and the flickering sunset shined on the hideous head with a helmet.

"Sir, we will be back!"

The sergeant exclaimed.

"No, not here."

Yushkin responded softly, and cast his gaze into the distance again.

"Our end point is Aswan."

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