When Ashu Rufate returned to Thomas, William Daly and Leo were waiting for him here. Thomas was seriously injured. Although he temporarily stopped the blood with bandages and bleeding-stop powder, the two of them did not dare to carry him away for a while because they were afraid of lacerating the wound again.

"I'll call people." William Daly suggested. "You guys are waiting for me here, I'll call a few people and get a pair of stretchers."

"No! Fool" Leo shouted. "We can't spread the news of Thomas being injured! If the soldiers knew that Thomas was seriously injured, then we're done!"

Indeed, all the soldiers knew that they were now alone and deeply in the center of the enemy. What supports the army's courage to fight and keep the soldiers confident is not anything else, but their invincible commander General Thomas. Thomas is now a psychological pillar that must be missing! Once General Thomas is seriously injured, it is possible that the entire army will collapse directly before the battle. The worst thing is that they have no choice but to retreat now. The fleet that brought them here has left.

In fact, even for the three deputy generals, Ashu Rufate, Leo and William Daly, they were at a loss after seeing Thomas seriously injured and didn't know how to face this situation for a while.

"What should I do? Let Thomas lie here like this... By the way! Prophet! Prophet can have the power of healing!" William Daly suddenly thought of this important thing. His screams made his companion's eyes lit up.

"That's right! Ashurufat, you go find a car! It must be a car with a canopy! We put Lord Thomas in the car, secretly send it into the city, and then find the prophet to treat it! William Daly, you go there to guard it, and you must not let anyone approach here... If someone comes... you say there is a secret party here, Lord Thomas wants to meet a guest! I'm watching Lord Thomas here."

It was time for lunch. But at this moment, at the door of Thomas' room, his three deputy generals could not feel hungry at all. The uneasiness and fear in their hearts had overwhelmed everything else.

In the morning, the three of them cooperated very well and sent Thomas in without anyone else's knowledge, and immediately notified the prophets. Thomas was unconscious, but fortunately the wound did not crack again.

The prophet Feier walked out of Thomas' room, and she looked a little tired. The three of them immediately surrounded her.

"General Thomas is fine. At his age, his body is very, very strong, so this time he is lucky to be in danger of life. He can recover his consciousness within three or four days, but it is impossible for him to get out of bed in the short term. I am very tired and must take a rest." After that, Fei'er left.

"What should we do next?" The three of them were silent for a while, and Leo finally spoke.

Thomas was injured and could not command the army. The army now had no commander, but they would face an extremely dangerous battle. They must hold on for three months, at least three months, in front of the enemy who had overwhelmingly superior forces.

Damn it, that bastard Ryan! Leo cursed the other person in his belly, but it was obviously useless to curse this situation in front of him. He had to come up with a solution to the problem.

"You must not let others know!" Asu Ruffat said suddenly. Since he went to chase Ryan but returned empty-handed, Leo has always felt that Asu Ruffat's brows are filled with a strong murderous intent. Asu Ruffat originally had a serious face, and the low haze in his eyes is enough to make anyone who wants to laugh shut up.

"But..." William Daly said hesitantly. Fools know what he wants to say. It is a simple little thing to hide Thomas' injury for a long time, but it is completely different for a few months. Thomas must listen to reports every day, handle official duties, and especially supervise various preparations. Once the enemy's troops are at the city, Thomas must personally command the army to fight. He must boost morale, supervise soldiers, and inspect the city walls. How can these things be hidden from others?

Ashu Rufate grabbed William Daly's mind and pulled a big man like William Daly with one hand with unimaginable strength to get off the ground with his feet.

"If we don't want all of us to die here, we must hide it!" He roared in a horrifying voice. Then he looked at Leo, and the violentness in his eyes even made Leo take a step back unconsciously.

"The three of us are Thomas' deputy generals...we can convey orders under the name of Thomas." A few seconds later, Ashu Rufate's face returned to his usual calmness. "We must protect this secret at all costs until Thomas recovers."

"What should I do? Also, you should put William Daly down." Leo began to understand why William Daly, who had always been rude and brave, had always been concerned about Asu Ruffat. This was not just a matter of alcohol tolerance.

Ashu Rufat let go of his hand. "I'm sorry." He said to William Daly with apologies. "I didn't control myself for a while. But now the situation is very dangerous. No one can know this secret except us. If this news spreads, it will be difficult for us to survive this winter. Lord Thomas will definitely die."

"Also Fei'er knows this!" Leo reminded.

"The prophets are not fools, they are known for their clear minds." Ash Rufate replied. "They will never talk nonsense."

They briefly discussed it and finally decided that the three of them would take turns to handle Thomas' affairs and take care of Thomas.

Fortunately, Thomas himself is a very planned person, and the various plans he had already told the deputy generals. Therefore, it is no problem to continue to carry out all preparations for the war.

Just as they had agreed, the figure of a military officer appeared at the entrance of the stairs.

"Hello, three sirs, please let me go. I have something urgent to see General Thomas." The quarantine officer said hello to them while trying to go around. Leo winked at the two companions, so William Daly and Ashu Rufate blocked the quarantine officer's way.

"May I ask the quarconian, what is the so-called 'urgent matter'?" Leo asked.

"Oh, it's not a particularly big deal. I found a batch of food and grass that Paro's army had hoarded in a warehouse, and I don't know what to do with it." The quarantine officer looked at the three people in front of him with some confusion.

"This kind of small thing... Hey, to be honest, General Thomas, did not sleep all night last night and was busy until now. It was really inappropriate for you to disturb him with such trivial little things." Leo had a sincere expression. "Calculate the quantity of food, and if the quality is good, put it in the granary, or feed it to the horse. If the quality is not good, continue to remain in place. I will decide this kind of small thing, and there is no need to disturb General Thomas."

The quartermaster left.

"We have to change this." As soon as the quartermaster left, Ashu Rufate suggested. "The fewer people are coming to see Thomas, the better."

"What should I do?" William Daly asked.

"We can immediately convey the order of Lord Thomas, assign us three pieces of matters, and we are directly responsible for it." Ashu Rufate replied. "William Daly will be responsible for the construction of the city walls and fortifications outside the city. Logistics, horses, materials, medicine, etc. Leo will be responsible for it. I will be responsible for the daily affairs within the barracks. In this way, no one will come to see Thomas except for emergencies. As for emergencies, one of the three of us must be guaranteed to be in Thomas' room! In this way, any emergencies can be handled."

Leo and William Daly both nodded in agreement.

"And we'd better reach an agreement with Ms. Fei'er, so that we have four people, better. And leave it to me for taking care of Thomas, whether it's the daily routine of the military camp or the progress of the project, you probably don't have any extra free time," Leo added.

The sky was covered with clouds, and a rare winter rain was falling from the sky, covering the castle in the rain. The raindrops fell on the body, with a damp chill that seemed to seep into the depths of the heart.

Derek City is a very important castle, guarding the water and land rush. It divides Casillos into east and west sides. After the castle was occupied by Thomas, Paro's army, which originally occupied the defense line of the eastern border fortress of Casillos, was cut off from the rear and became an isolated army without any support. Therefore, even in order to rescue the troops in the east, the Paro people must do their best to regain the castle.

Although the city of Derek was built very strongly at the time, over time, Casillos became stronger and stronger, so the importance of this city became less and less, and the repair work was ignored intentionally or unintentionally. The moat outside the city had long dried up, and even the trenches had gradually filled up - this is why the siege tower could be pushed directly to the city wall when siege.

Now, the construction of the fortifications of war is being accelerated, and all preparations are underway. Everything seems to be step-by-step and orderly, and almost no one notices that their commander has not appeared for quite a while.

Things were not as bad as expected. Thomas' wound was not inflamed, so he recovered quite well under the magic of the prophet. Three days later, he had initially recovered his consciousness and could eat in small quantities. Two weeks later, although he could not get out of bed and move, his mind had recovered.

"You guys did a good job." This was the comment Thomas made when he heard Leo's report in bed. A rare hint of joy appeared on his pale face. "It's done well."

"Sir Thomas, what should we do now?" After reporting all the current work situation, Leo asked in a low voice. "That boy Ryan..."

Thomas shook his head. "He is still too young, but he was just excited for a moment. Alas... I should have educated him well. We have no other choice for the time being, so we can only wait for him to send reinforcements here."

"What if he doesn't come?"

"No, he can only come." Thomas replied. "If we are destroyed, what good will it be for him? He must be the next target of the Paro people. Alas, that child..."

He sighed. "I underestimated the child's ambition. Indeed, this task can not only establish outstanding achievements, but also build a wide range of connections and relationships. This will have great significance for his future development... As a master, I, too, can't understand what he desires."
Chapter completed!