Steel, Explosives, and Spellcasters
Chapter 1229 - 37 Great Alliance Moves Forward (22)_3

Chapter 1229: Chapter 37 Great Alliance Moves Forward (22)_3

"Luosong!" After the battle began, Colonel Skool met his most trusted subordinate for the first time, feeling as if ages had passed.

However, Skool didn’t even have time to express his emotions or inquire about the captain’s injuries. The colonel’s gaze only briefly paused on Luosong’s left eye, and his first words were still a command: "Forget about those stubborn enemies! Gather your men! Go support Colonel Gaisa immediately! Bring me a horse! And who is that force to the south?"

"I am already rallying the troops." Luosong dismounted and saluted meticulously: "But regarding the order to support Colonel Gaisa, please reconsider."

"You..." Skool squinted his eyes: "What do you mean?"

Luosong fearlessly stared back at Skool with his remaining right eye: "Colonel Bod entrusted me to convey a message to you."

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[Southern Battlefield]

"What?" Gaisa’s eyes widened in rage as he questioned the messenger sent to River Valley Village for reinforcements: "What do you mean there are no reinforcements?"

The messenger trembled a bit, gathered his courage, and reported: "Colonel Bod entrusted me to pass a message to you."

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[Northern Battlefield]

Facing the colonel’s gaze, Luosong repeated word by word: "’Today, we cannot expect a complete victory, but Winters Montaigne is leading his forces to support us overnight. Therefore, today we are not fighting for a tragic victory, but sacrificing to win the entire war.’

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[Southern Battlefield]

"What do you mean sacrificing to win the entire war?" Gaisa grabbed the messenger’s shoulders tightly, roaring his question: "What do you mean sacrificing to win the entire war?"

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[River Valley Village]

"I think." Woods stood behind Colonel Bod and calmly said, "Colonel Gaisa probably cannot accept your decision."

Bod stood at the Bell Tower window, gazing at the dust rising simultaneously in the east and west, answered stiffly, "You underestimate him; he can understand."

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[Northern Battlefield]

"Direct orders from Colonel Bod." Luosong repeated without emotion: "Your primary task is to annihilate the pseudo-government army’s right flank, ensuring complete destruction and rout, so they cannot regroup in the short term."

Skur Meklen’s eyes were full of pain and struggle; he asked with difficulty, gasping: "Then what?"

Luosong paused for a moment and replied: "Then you should withdraw from the battlefield immediately, retreat to Changhai Town, and rendezvous with Winters Montaigne’s forces—Colonel Gaisa and Colonel Bod will delay the enemy’s left flank for you as much as possible."

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[Southern Battlefield]

Gaisa Adonis clenched his fists tightly, veins bulging on his forehead and arms, his eyes bloodshot. He asked sharply and bitterly, as if the person in front of him was Bod himself rather than the messenger: "Why? Why do you trust that kid so much? Trust that child and not us? Not us?!"

The messenger was too frightened to look directly at the colonel. He hung his head and, with determination, replied: "Colonel Bod said you would surely ask this, so he asked me to convey to you."

"Convey what?" Gaisa almost erupted in rage.

"Yes."

"Yes?" Gaisa was first taken aback, then fell silent, finally bursting into laughter: "Yes?"

The colonel’s laughter was shrill and mournful. The messenger wished he could cover his ears, but he dared not move, only he desperately stared at his boot tips.

"Go back and tell him! Tell him!" Gaisa grabbed the messenger’s collar: "Tell him! I will never forgive today’s decision! Never!"

After speaking, the colonel shoved the messenger away: "But since he has decided, then let it come!"

The messenger hesitated for a moment, then quickly mounted his horse and galloped back toward River Valley Village.

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[Northern Battlefield]

"Did Colonel Bod say anything else?" Skool’s voice trembled slightly.

"No." Luosong paused: "He said you can understand."

It was as if a thousand emotions hit Skur Meklen at once. He turned around, leaving Luosong with a back stained with blood and fire.

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[Southern Battlefield]

"Colonel!" Lieutenant Washington, who personally went to scout the enemy’s situation, galloped into the square formation and reported in a suppressed voice: "That unit, an unidentified force, has raised the Sixth Legion’s flag. The Seven Prince’s emblem, I saw it clearly, there can be no mistake."

"Hmm." Gaisa nodded indifferently: "I already guessed."

"How can there still be people from the Sixth Legion?" Lieutenant Washington couldn’t help but ask: "Did Grof Magnus transport the entire Sixth Legion to Bazenaur?"

Gaisa said nothing, writing quickly on a piece of paper.

Washington was both angry and anxious, suddenly realizing as he smacked his thigh, gritting his teeth and whispering: "I got it! I got it! It’s them! They are the flanking unit Captain Luosong scouted! How did we not notice them? How big a circle did they take? What exactly do they want to do? They..."

Colonel Gaisa, finishing his writing, looked up and glared fiercely at the lieutenant; Washington, who was talking to himself, immediately fell silent.

The lieutenant himself understood that the enemy might have dispatched such a flanking force to cut off the Alliance’s retreat, to raid the Alliance’s camp, or more simply, to launch a surprise attack on the Alliance from behind.