It was night, the twilight fortress.

"...Hurry and hurry! Drain the water from the warehouse!"

"...Where are the craftsmen? Go and look at the city wall on the right. A soldier just reported that a collapse occurred there!"

“…Don’t let the food be soaked in water!”

In the pouring rain, Galio, who was soaked all over, wiped the rain on his face while giving orders to the soldiers.

In the fortress, soldiers ran back and forth, transporting food, clearing up water in the warehouse, repairing the collapse, and the entire fortress was in chaos.

The heavy rain at dusk did not stop. The rain quickly overflowed the fortress and a thick layer was accumulated. If the water was not drained in time, all strategic materials would be reimbursed.

After giving the order, Galio returned to the main building.

He reported to Heath: "Sir, the water in the warehouse has been temporarily cleared, and the collapse of the city wall has also sent people to repair it. Now the soldiers are cleaning up the food."

Heath nodded: "Very good."

Galio frowned and said, "But now clearing is only a temporary improvement. If the rain keeps going like this, it will flood sooner or later."

After a pause, he said seriously: "And the mountain walls on both sides of the city wall have shown signs of loosening. If you continue down there, it is very likely that the walls on the other side will collapse."

The Twilight Fortress was a dry area and had very little rainfall all year round, so when I first built the fortress, I basically didn’t consider flood control here.

The mountain walls on both sides of the fortress have sparse vegetation and soft soil. A mine was dug not long ago.

It's nothing in normal times, but once you get over this heavy rain, landslides are very likely. Now the soil on both sides has shown signs of loosening and falling.

The entire fortress is embedded in the mountain wall. Once a landslide occurs, it is basically equivalent to the collapse of the city wall.

Without the protection of the city wall, the battle with the 10,000-strong army...

Anyway, Heath and the others are in trouble now.

Galio said: "Sir, what should we do now?"

what to do?

This scale is at least caused by the official spell scroll. What can I do as a primary apprentice?

Heath said in a deep voice: "Wait for me to think about it."

It's time to make a choice again.

At this time...

Should I go out? Or should I go out? Or should I go out?

...

That night, the soldiers exhausted to rescue the city walls were basically soaked in the water overnight.

Despite this, something bad happened.

At dawn the next day, with a loud bang, the mountain on the steep cliff on the right wall slid down, and directly defeated the city wall on the right.

This is like fighting the enemy in a flat ground.

Standing in front of the collapsed city wall, every soldier's eyes were filled with despair.

Galio looked at the landslide in front and asked Heath again: "Sir, we are now..."

The Knight's voice also seemed very dry this time.

Heath had a headache: "Wait until I think about it."

This is whether to flash or not, and he is also quite confused now.

...

Before Heath could make a decision, his soldiers had already submitted the answers before him.

When the Knight went to order the name at lunch time, he suddenly found that more than a dozen soldiers were missing. After one side investigated, he realized that the dozen soldiers had already become deserters and ran away missing.

There will be one and two. Although the knights have tried their best to stop and force, dozens of soldiers still escaped before sunset.

Even the two witches sent by the Tower of Shadows ran away.

In fact, it is understandable that these soldiers will run away in a strict sense. After all, their loyalty is Count Cloya. Now that the Count is dead, they naturally have no reason to continue to fight in the castle.

And the witches are even more so.

Any spellcaster has priority evacuation on the human battlefield and can leave at any time when encountering danger. Heath cannot stop it at all.

There were only eight hundred people in the fortress. Nearly two hundred people lost in the first two battles, and now nearly one hundred people ran away, and only about five hundred people remained.

On the other hand, although the enemy lost a lot in front, most of them were dead, and there were basically no real living troops.

The strength gap between the two sides is not very large.

The reinforcements from Heath and his team will not arrive until tomorrow sunset at the earliest.

The third round of attacks of the enemy must be tomorrow morning, regardless of whether the higher apprentice can arrive in time, and...

Without the protection of the city wall, even if he arrives in time, he may not be able to control the outcome.

So...

It seems that there is only one way to retreat?

Standing on the city tower, Heath rubbed his temples in pain.

In fact, he is not a greedy person. He has tried two consecutive attributes, and this trip is definitely full of money. I don’t know how much talent, attributes, spells, swordsmanship, and various knowledge have been absorbed, which has far exceeded his expectations.

Even if it is withdrawn now, there is no way to lose money.

As for the high tower, the high tower is not unreasonable. So far, his performance has been impeccable, and he cannot blame him for encountering such major intelligence mistakes.

He has performed very well until now, and even if he turns around and leaves now, there will be no criticism.

only...

I won’t talk about the wealth of formal witch tools and higher apprentices.

While inheriting the military knowledge of Count Cloya, he naturally gave birth to a professional quality from a military strategist in his heart.

For example, a LOL game.

After tens of minutes of replenishing troops, they fought back and forth with the enemy, but now they lost three towers and even crystals because of a mistake. Should they continue to struggle and wait for the group wave to see? Or should they directly hit GG?

After pondering for a long time, Heath finally made a decision—

Let's take a look!

...

It was night, the twilight fortress.

It's two or three o'clock in the morning and the heavy rain is still ongoing.

The soldiers snuggled up on the city tower, which was the only place without water.

No one rested, but looked at the surrounding scenery silently and prayed for the upcoming tomorrow.

The decisive battle is coming tomorrow morning.

Do they fight to the death, surrender, or flee?

Everyone feels that the future is uncertain and I don’t know if I can still see the sunset tomorrow night.

"Da da da da!" At this moment, a sound of footsteps sounded.

But on the stairs over there, a figure walked up. It was their commander, the young wizard.

"Sir Wizard..."

"grown ups..."

Everyone stood up and saluted. On the battlefield before, the adult had proved his talent to them and was recognized by every soldier present.

Although they lost in the end, they lost in the absolute strength gap, not in his command.

Heath raised his hand and asked, "Are everyone here?"

A knight stepped forward and said, "Yes, sir, there are 528 warriors in total, everyone is here."

Heath nodded and ordered, "Okay, bring everyone together, no one is allowed to separate alone. Even if you poop, at least three people must be accompanied. I have something to announce later."

He suspected that there was an enemy inside line in the team.

The knight said, "Yes, sir."

Shaoqing, the soldiers were gathered.

Everyone looked at Heath, curious about what the young commander would say next?

Surrender or retreat?

"Da da da da!" As everyone was puzzled, another sound of footsteps sounded.

But two knights came up with a big slaughter.

There was a rolling smoke in the black pot, and with the few moonlight, it was vaguely visible that there was a dark green liquid inside, and a strong and strange smell was released.
To be continued...