Chapter 903 El's Doubts
293rd year of the Imperial Calendar of the Britannia Empire (215th year of the Imperial Calendar of the Holy Hillan Empire)
June 2.
13:18 pm.
"Bernard first!"
El's adjutant, Kuci, opened the curtain of the big tent with an excited look and walked into El's big tent.
"Have you received the news? The Britannian army retreated for more than 60 miles!"
"Well, I just found out."
Unlike Kuci, El looked calm and there was no excitement or excitement on his face.
At this time, El was sitting at the table, frowned slightly and looked at the map on the table.
El's calm reaction was beyond Kuci's expectations.
"Huh? Bernard is first." Kuci asked at El, "Aren't you happy? The Britannian army abandoned the hill and retreated. We don't have to confront the Britannian army here again."
"It's so great. The Britannian army abandoned the hill." Kuci breathed a sigh of relief, "If the Britannian army was determined to defend the hill, we would not know how many soldiers we would sacrifice if we defeated this Britannian army."
"...No." El suddenly said this.
"Hmm?" Kuz cast a puzzled look at El, "Bernard is right, what's wrong?"
El raised his eyes from the map in front of him and looked directly at Kuci beside him.
"No. The sudden retreat of the Britannian army is too strange and too strange."
After learning that the Britannian army on the hill had retreated more than 60 miles northwest, El was not as happy as others.
Instead, he frowned, took out the map silently, and looked at it carefully.
El always feels something is wrong.
I always feel that the sudden retreat of the Britannian army is too strange and too strange.
But I couldn't say what was strange or strange about it. I just kept telling him like this.
Kuz didn't understand El's reaction very well.
"What's wrong with Bernard being the first to do with it?"
"If you choose to retreat because of insufficient supply, it would be reasonable."
Kuci also believed that the sudden retreat of the Britannian army must be related to supply.
"As far as I know, the commander-in-chief of this Britannian army is an 18-year-old girl named Deng Jiaer."
"At such a young age, there must be little experience in battlefield combat."
"Because of insufficient combat experience, it is common to calculate the amount of baggage that should be brought in incorrectly."
"..." El didn't say anything, just silent.
After a long silence, El came to the tent silently, opened the curtain, and walked outside the tent.
Kuci hurriedly followed.
"Bernard!" Kuci asked anxiously, "Where are you going?"
Kutz noticed that El seemed to be heading towards the direction where the stables were.
"The battle force's camp." Elhead replied without looking back, "I'm going to give coach Nikita a reminder."
"remind?"
"Well, I'll go back. I'll leave it to you for a while when I'm not here."
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293rd year of the Imperial Calendar of the Britannia Empire (215th year of the Imperial Calendar of the Holy Hillan Empire)
June 2.
17:21 pm.
A wilderness more than 60 miles northwest of the Xilan Army.
It is time for supper now, and wisps of white and thin smoke float out of the camp of the Eastern Army's vanguard troops.
Today’s supper is still a delicious and easy-to-make “fat pot dish”.
According to the practice of the Britannian Army, when eating, 10 people often eat a pot of meals together.
This routine is no exception in the Delan Undead.
Darlena worked with the rest of her comrades to pour potatoes, jerky meat, cabbage and other ingredients into a large pot with boiling water in front of her, and then slowly waited for the boiling water in the pot to cook the ingredients one by one.
While waiting for the ingredients to be cooked, in order to plan for this boring waiting time, the comrades beside Darlena began to chat in a mess.
"Hey, what are we doing now?"
"Who knows."
"I don't understand what we are doing now. Is our coach OK? We've been asking us to do things that don't know what the meaning is."
"I don't understand what our coach is doing."
"We were inexplicably taken up the mountain to camp, and then retreated a few days ago. We retreated for more than 60 miles before stopping. Those who didn't know thought we had lost something, but they actually retreated so far in one breath."
"Why do we need to evacuate? The supplies stored on the mountain are still sufficient, right? Because of the too much supplies, we wasted a lot of time when we retreated down the mountain."
"Maybe it was because the superiors issued a new order to ask our coach to retreat."
"By the way-I heard that our coach is a little girl who is only 18 years old this year."
"18 years old? Fuck, isn't that younger than my daughter?"
"Yes, I also heard that our coach is a little girl who is only 18 years old this year."
"Then I understand why we are doing some inexplicable things these days. It turns out that it is because our coach is too bad! So we have been issuing some orders of unknown significance."
"How do you know our coach is bad?"
"Fuck, is that more than that? She is younger than my daughter. What can such a young person have?"
"You are wrong. When our commander Su Cheng was 17 years old, he only took 24 days to become a knight, and then became famous in the rescue battle of Lund Kingdom. Who said that young people must be poor at ease?"
"I, our team leader is an exception! How many geniuses are there in the entire continent who are exaggerated by the genius like the team leader?"
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Darlena did not insert the conversation between these comrades.
Just listen to their conversation silently.
And from time to time he casts a concerned look at Yara who is sitting beside her.
Until now, Yara's condition is strange, and she is no longer as cheerful as before. She is silent for most of the day.
At the same time, I don’t know if it was Darlena’s illusion, she always felt that Yara seemed to be becoming more and more sensitive and irritable. Any movement could trigger her roar.
At this time, Yara, like Darlena, did not intervene in the conversation between her comrades around her, and sat quietly on the ground, closing her eyes and resting.
At this moment, a strange male voice suddenly came into the ears of every member of the Delan Immortal squad present:
"The members of the Delan Immortal Team! You all listen!"
All the members of the Undead Squad put down what they were doing, put down the spoon in their hands while cooking, closed their mouths while chatting, and opened their eyes while dozing.
Chapter completed!