Chapter 720 (1/2)
”Withdraw.”
Chakal by the campfire looked at the thousand tent city still standing proudly under the night, and said coldly.
”What are you talking about?!”
Basaye, who was bathed in blood, stared at him in shock. His face cut by the saber was a little twisted and roared with gnashing teeth.
”I said...” chakar slowly looked back and calmly stared at those crazy eyes:
”Withdraw.”
The flag leader of the white wave flag couldn't see the extreme. He roared ferociously: ”in order to fight this damn thousand tent city, we have lost nearly 10000 troops and countless baggage for three months!”
”It's not coming now. A small rescue force of more than 10000 two legged people, you want us to withdraw? Chakal, are you crazy?!”
”I'm not crazy, I'm calm.” chakar said in a deep voice, ”it's precisely because so many sacrifices have been made. If we continue to fight, it will only outweigh the losses; Qianzhang city is damaged and its strength is greatly damaged under our siege, which is enough.”
”The most important thing... As long as we can't capture Qianzhang city and destroy the devil at the same time, they can contain them from both sides - that's the purpose of the devil. He wants to hold us down and wait for the reinforcements to encircle and suppress us!”
There was a commotion before the campfire. Both the members of ChiYan banner and Bailang banner were obviously dissatisfied with this explanation.
Especially the Centaur warriors of the white wave flag, they made the most efforts when attacking the city and killed the most when intercepting the bain army; Now, as soon as I hear that I want to withdraw, all the previous deaths and injuries have become useless. Naturally, I won't easily agree.
The bonfire burning firewood crackled, basaye's face lit up half way was uncertain, and his bloodshot eyes were filled with resentment.
He did not fight to escape from the hanging of Byrne's army on both sides for this result.
He wants revenge, he wants revenge, he wants to pull the devil out and behead in front of all the two legged people!
Coldly holding down the people behind him who wanted to rush up, basaye came forward coldly, gnashing his teeth and waiting for the expressionless red flame flag leader:
”Chakar, you must make it clear to me today. Why do we have to listen to you, otherwise...”
”Pa --!”
The bloody Tomahawk hit chakar on the shoulder, and the axe blade was close to his neck: ”I can't guarantee that one hand will slip and cut off your head!”
The shrill and low roar echoed around the campfire. The members of the white wave flag standing in the dark clenched their weapons and stared at him fiercely.
Even the members of ChiYan flag also picked up their shoulders, and they didn't care that their flag owner was threatened by the other party and looked on indifferently.
Feeling the cold front on the side of his neck and the shoulder almost broken by basaye, chakar still looked at him expressionless and his voice was calm:
”Believe me, basaye, I wish I could win the thousand tent city more than you - have you forgotten who chose you from the four flags and besieged the thousand tent city with him?”
”Don't you think it hurts me to see those losses?” chakar asked, with a slightly hoarse voice still cold: ”but this is war, not a duel; this thing is unreasonable!”
”Before, you asked me why I had to attack the city so hard because I saw the hope of winning. Now the hope is gone. If we continue to fight, we will only die and be besieged and hanged by two legged people!”
Basaye clenched his teeth, and his right hand clutching the Tomahawk still showed no sign of loosening.
”Everybody!”
Chakar suddenly turned back and glanced around the campfire: ”you are all warriors of white wave flag and red flame flag. You have proved your loyalty and blood courage on the battlefield!”
”As your flag Lord! And paoze! My responsibility is to bring you victory after victory; but before that, I want to ensure that you can all live.”
”A warrior who can fight bloody battles in adversity is admirable, but he knows that he will stay on the battlefield even if he is dead. He is not a warrior, he is a brainless fool, and I will never let you die in vain!”
There was a dead silence in the darkness around the campfire.
Members of both sides are looking at each other. I wonder whether chakar's ”brainless fool” makes them care more, or whether ”surviving” is more attractive.
But there is one thing... Although they are still dissatisfied, what chakar said is really reasonable; Death for nothing is not the style of a four hoofed man.