Chapter 842: Dam doubt cloud (1)

"Sir! The latest report from Mihir Hill!"
Yushkin, who was closing his eyes and raising his mind in the command post, immediately opened his eyes when he heard the voice of the heralding soldier, and his original fatigue was quickly replaced by worry.
When he received the telegram and saw the above message, serious worries quickly gathered into a dark cloud.
"Damn..."
He threw the telegram on the table, and the surrounding legions cast a curious glance.
However, the above text is indeed shocking.
In an offensive led by Guk himself, Ouke sent fart to penetrate the core area of ​​Michelle Mountain and destroyed the largest supply warehouse, resulting in the risk of nearly 80,000 garrisons currently facing food shortages.
"I am afraid--"
Alfred, who had recovered from the last war, twisted the telegraph for a moment, and then walked to the side of Eugene, whispering:
"Can only retreat."
"Retreat... Where to retreat?"
Juskin leaned back, his hands on his chest, looking at the map on the table.
A huge green arrow is pointing from the southwest to this city they are fighting on the front line, but they can't do anything now.
The entire Witley defense line is like a spring, which has reached its limit under the influence of pressure, and any additional pressure will cause a complete collapse.
Although Tyre’s request for assistance telegram was more than one day, Yushkin could not even draw a platoon-even most of his guards have been sent to the front line, and now only a few Ye blades are protecting His safety.
Diego’s order was communicated yesterday-
retreat.
Take as many troops as possible out of the Grand Canyon of Witillier.
But the destination of the retreat is not Tyre, but the eastern border of the province of Gramatia, a narrow isthmus between Tieluowan and the barren sea. There is an excellent defensive position, which is very beneficial to the troops. Reformed.
But doing so means giving up Tyre and giving up the entire province of Gramatia.
Diago's meaning was very clear, but Eugene was unable to accept it.
Millions of civilians are still accumulating in Tyre!
Although the inhabitants have successively successively pushed Tyre in various ways since the beginning of the war, because the imperial government blocked the roads on land, the sea capacity was limited, and most of the residents of Gramatia were attached to their homeland, so they really evacuated. Less than one in ten people.
He has already asked Diago in very strict terms in the telegram, why he did not evacuate the people in advance, but the other party did not respond, but just asked him to evacuate the battlefield immediately.
Sometimes Ushigin even doubted whether it was the shadow prince who was talking to himself.
In such a situation, on the one hand, it is the Tyre who is like a tired egg, on the one hand, on the Mihir Mountain that has been fighting for several weeks, millions of residents and nearly 100,000 brothers and brothers, these two things are like mountains. Pressed on Yushkin's shoulder.
He hasn't gone crazy, and it seems incredible to many people.
Eugene wanted to be mad, but he was sober now, and sometimes he even hated this kind of sobriety.
"There is no hope for this stalemate."
Alfred put his hand on Eugene's shoulder, as if injecting power into the other party.
But the Admiral just glanced at him and shook his head.
"Is there hope for retreat?"
"At least... no more people will die. Once Guk is rushed across the isthmus, then everything is really over."
Eugene was silent for a moment, then swept away from each other's hands, stood up, rubbed his face hard, and walked to the map.
"Withdrawing is not that easy."
He looked at the staggered front on the map and mumbled:
"Oak's scattered troops are attacking around the clock. It is difficult for the frontline troops to break away. Mihir Hill is surrounded by all sides. The only few underground trails cannot withdraw all troops in a short time."
"Once Tyre is lost."
Alfred pressed his hand on the green arrow, and slowly moved his palm to the isthmus along the coastline.
"Ok is likely to follow the of the refugees and cross the isthmus all the way. At that time, we were really alone."
"Tyro can last up to three days...or not even three days."
Eugene froze staring at the pearl on the coastline, as if looking at a girl about to be insulted by the mob.
"one day."
Alfred raised an index finger and said softly:
"As soon as the army of Ok comes, Tyre must fall within a day."
"What did you hear again."
The wizard smiled slightly.
"Politicians have quietly begun to evacuate, and now you guess who is the big Tyre?"
"Who?"
"Sanitation Committee."
"what?"
"Guess who is the highest military chief in Tyre? The director of the police department."
"What about the garrison headquarters?"
"I have long led the troops to withdraw to Yade Heights in the northeast of Tyre in the name of fighting against Ok. Now Tyre's largest armed force is more than 10,000 police, as well as firefighters, tax police and so on."
"The pigs!"
Eugene slammed the table fiercely, hoping to shoot the worms one by one.
"How is Tyre doing now?"
"Very bad."
Alfred shook his head.
"Riot can be seen everywhere, panic has turned people into beasts~EbookFREE.me~ When Ouke arrives, they will become lambs, so I said that Tyre could not last a day."
"in case--"
Eugene rallied, drew an arc on the map with his finger, and then outlined a line of defense on the southwest side of Tyre with a pen.
"We can retreat to Tyre in time, and there is a chance to block the Blood Axe Legion in this position, and it may even hit it!"
"And then? General."
"This way we can fight for at least five to eight days, enough to cover the evacuation of the people of Tyre."
"But in this case, the Black Army can't go away."
"The meaning of our existence is not to live!!"
Jushkin shouted and threw the pen the map. This move attracted all the attention of the command post, and for a time the whole bunker was silent.
The rest was only Yushkin's heavy gasps.
"General."
"Don't say it again! I should have died when I was in Aswan! With my soldiers and my generals!"
"General."
Alfred's voice remained calm.
"Shut up! Let Guk come! Step over my body and see if he has the skill!"
"General."
The third time, the wizard used his power to send a breeze into the furious and melancholic heart of the empire, calming him slowly.
But the other party did not thank him.
"I have told you that you don't need to do this anymore, and any serving wizard should not abuse spiritual witchcraft on commanders above the company level without authorization. This is a military regulation."
"General."
Alfred sighed.
"I just want to tell you that even if you all die under the city of Tyre, those refugees will still not survive."