Chapter 98 temporary

"No, Duke, there is no connection between magic communication!" A subordinate hurried over and shouted at Duke Byron. "There is no reaction there."

"How is it possible..." Byron's eyes were covered in blood. This was usually because of lack of sleep, and the other half was because of anxiety. "That guy Farusa... wouldn't let them succeed..."

"Dude, please rest assured that things may not be that bad. After all, they may not go to the military camp, but left north..." a subordinate comforted him, but these words did not work.

"That guy... damn... I missed this. I didn't expect that the Chaos Wizard had such a way..." Byron said anxiously. To be honest, although he still talked about the " Chaos Wizard" now, he actually didn't believe it much in his heart. For Chaos... that is, those guys who worship evil gods, their greatest interest is to provoke a civil war, let Rafa and Byron have an open war, and then take the opportunity to attack. Suppressing the chaos in the Hawk City in a short period of time does not match the interests of the barbarians: although they are barbaric and bloodthirsty, they are not fools.

"Sir!" Suddenly, a hurry broke into the outside. "Sir, urgent...emergency information..." He must have run in just now, so he was out of breath. "...from...the military camp..."

"What information, hurry up!"

"The Queen has... been to the military camp and ordered the Guards... to go to Eagle Falcon City immediately... to quell the rebellion..." The messenger gasped and said the matter briefly.

"Where is Farusa? What did he do? Didn't he stop it?" Byron shouted in anger.

"He...General Farusa tried hard, but... he was dead."

"He is dead? Then who sent this information back?"

"One of his entourages," said his subordinate. "He carried a magic communication scroll with him, and he conveyed the information back in time. Lord Duke...this..."

"Let Essin and the others come here immediately!" Duke Byron calmed down. He did not have many reliable and capable officers under his command, and Essin was the most outstanding one. Although Essin failed to complete the task, Byron knew that it was not his fault. How could he say that this was too unexpected, and even Byron himself did not expect it.

"Byron, do you regret it now?" Scadra next to him suddenly said. He was tied to a chair and stayed in the corner of the room. The reason for this was mainly because the Duke of Byron was very busy for a while and really had no time to deal with the prisoner.

"Repent? What do I regret?" Byron said disdainfully. "I never regret it!"

He no longer paid attention to Scadra, but began to issue orders to several other subordinates to deal with all kinds of chores. The royal city is now completely in his hands. The changes in many personnel, compromises from all parties, negotiations and congratulations, etc., have made countless big and small things.

By the time Byron finished dealing with these little things, the people he was waiting for had arrived. About seven or eight fully armed soldiers walked into the room, one of which was Essin.

Everyone greeted Byron one by one, and then quietly waited for his orders.

"Everyone," Duke Byron had no time to take care of the red tape at this time and went straight to the topic. "According to the information, the Queen, accompanied by the personal guard Ashrufate, has taken over the command of the Guards. Farusa has been executed. At the latest tomorrow, the Guards will be at the city. I underestimate them too much!"

He stopped talking and gave his subordinates some time to digest the meaning contained in this emergency information.

"That personal guard? Ashu Rufate?" Not everyone knows Ashu Rufate's name, so several people can't come back to their senses for a moment and whisper to each other.

"Ashrufate is one of the queen's personal guards," Essin came out to relieve his colleagues' doubts. "A skilled swordsman, and we suspect that he is also a chaotic wizard." He said lightly. "To be honest, the Duke asked me to buy him for 50,000 Jin'ori in the past. It seems...we really underestimated him too much. If we knew that this would happen, I should have offered 500,000 at that time."

"It's not about someone's issue now. Now we have to consider dealing with the Guards." Duke Byron said. "Can you fight against the Guards' offensive with the defense of the Falcon City?"

The subordinates looked at each other, and after a long time, someone finally spoke.

"Dude...The Guards are a large army with a total strength of more than 30,000." He carefully considered the words, "and our side...the original guards were not a real combat force..."

"Hasn't I transferred two thousand regular soldiers to replenish them? Now our troops are 5,000... Of course, I don't expect to fight a long-term defensive battle. I just hope to resist it in a short time... how many days can we support it?"

"Duke, if you use the Guards as your opponent..." This time, Essin spoke. He may not be the highest among so many people, but he is very trustworthy. "Even if we resist a little, it is impossible."

"Why, don't we rely on the city wall?"

"The walls are too long, and our troops are seriously insufficient. In addition, I cannot be sure how many people will fight to the end when facing the White Eagle Flag of the Markremiz family." Essin replied. "Let's take a step back, even if we can resist the offensive, as long as the battle starts slightly, we will immediately lose control of the city. In this case, a little riot... will lead to unpredictable serious consequences! Lord Duke... Our only choice is to retreat."

"Retreat..." Byron was not a fool. After hearing Essing say this, he realized that it was impossible to defend the city and hold on to the situation of war in order to seek variables.

"Is it only possible to retreat?" he sighed. It's a pity that such a situation can be achieved only by hard planning, but because of a small mistake, he lost this opportunity.

"Only retreat. Lord Duke... The Guards... If they were fast, they could arrive at the city before dark... If we were to retreat, there would be no more time."

"You guys go and start right away." Byron seemed to have grown ten years old all of a sudden. He waved his hand and signaled his men to prepare. "Is anyone willing to take on the heavy responsibility of severing the rear?"

"Sir Duke, leave this task to me!" Essin said actively.

"To prevent pursuit, you have to fight for...at least a day, how many soldiers are needed?"

"Three hundred people are enough." Essin replied confidently.

"Three hundred people?" Before Byron could speak, the others around him couldn't help but look at him squintedly. If the three hundred people could stop them for one day, then the total force in their hands could not be blocked for a month?

"Three hundred people? You're not kidding. A large army with more than 30,000 people..." someone said softly. He didn't say the remaining half of his sentence: When the troops are 100 times different, let alone blocking one day, even if it's an hour, it's a luxury to stop it.

"Essin, I don't want to joke," Byron said.

"As long as you don't care about the loss... this is not a problem." Essin replied. "Although only three hundred people are used... it is very likely that I am the only one who can come back."

"We give you five hundred people, as long as we can get one day, it will be your credit!" Byron said. "We retreated from the riverside and burned the ferry after crossing the river. As long as we can get one extra day, it will be difficult for the pursuers to catch up with us."

Next is other details of the retreat, including personnel dispatch, material handling and other tasks. Many troubles have been dealt with, and everyone has retreated. Now Byron is sitting alone in his seat. As mentioned earlier, he is an emotional person on the one hand, but on the other hand, he has a kind of calm and rationality that is as natural as natural. Although this calm and rationality is not enough to stop his emotional outbreak, it can also make him recover from calmness after a slight burst. The matter in Eagle City is no longer possible. After the initial depression slowly fades away, he began to think about the next step.

"Haha..." As Byron was thinking, Scadra suddenly burst out laughing. He was always on the side, so everything that happened just now was seen. "It's too late, Byron, it's too late. Your rebellion is destined to not succeed, and you're done."

"I'm finished? I'm really finished?" This time, Duke Byron was extremely angry. "Yes, I might have really miscalculated this time. But do you think our little queen won?" As he said this, his mood calmed down unexpectedly. "Okay, Scadra, I should have killed you when I said what you said just now, but now I have changed my mind. I will let you live, live well, follow me, and witness what will happen... Let you see, no matter what our little queen does, they are struggling dyingly! I'm just leaving for a while... I'll be back soon!" His voice became cold. "Let me know clearly. If I can't rule this country, I'd rather watch it destroy!"

...

To be honest, the Guards' actions were faster than expected. At least Essin planned to see them at noon the next day, but in fact it was dusk when the White Eagle flag of the Groney royal family.

It is truly a regular army, and it is very fast. Essin stood at the top of the city and looked at the distance in the distance. Although he was responsible for "cutting the rear", no matter what, his troops were only 500 at this moment. Not to mention fighting, it was not enough to stand a distance between the city walls. This was a very dangerous task, but it was precisely because of its danger that it could leave a deep impression on the monarch. Essin knew very well what it meant to "seek wealth and honor in danger". He turned out to be just a chess piece in this game - and the smallest and most insignificant chess piece, the smallest and most insignificant chess piece, the little whistle placed by Byron next to the queen. However,

With his gradual efforts, he gradually became a potential subordinate in the eyes of Duke Byron. This is not just to be in a position and be a "Queen's personal guard" and it also requires a lot of efforts behind it. To unite his colleagues and let everyone speak good things for him; study hard and speculate on Duke Byron's hobbies; and to perfectly perform various dirty and not dirty tasks. It is through this, step by step that he came to his current position - it was originally scheduled to be the commander of the Hawk City Guard. Of course, although this position must be blown away, at least this shows Essin's position in Duke Byron's heart.

A reliable and capable subordinate can hold important but not prominent positions. This is probably Byron's evaluation of Essing in his heart. Unfortunately, such evaluation is far from enough for Essing.

This is also his biggest gambling. If he succeeds, his future will be bright. If he fails... Well, mercenaries start doing this business and are enlightened when they eat this bowl of rice.

"Esin, is it okay?" Clio beside Esin was a little uneasy. There were actually only a dozen people above the city. At this moment, Eagle Falcon City was actually an empty city with no defensive power at all.
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