in the name of the queen.

The Yahoo army that attacked at night was indeed well prepared.

Or maybe the word "army" combined with "Yehu League" is somewhat niche.

Previously, the largest regular army that Yehu could organize was only a few thousand people, which was the limit of their IQ.

There were more than 10,000 people, and they collapsed without waiting for the enemy to attack.

Faced with the aggressive 40,000-strong army of Yehu, the town of Rama, which bore the brunt (that's not a wrong word), was indeed unable to hold on.

Although the senior officials of Skyrim Province attached great importance to this forward camp, he could not have predicted that Yehu could organize an attack of such scale.

The garrison of Rama Town consisted of only one reinforced regiment and one reinforced battalion, totaling more than 2,300 people.

Although these people were the elite of the kingdom's army, they were outnumbered. Coupled with their complacency and other emotional factors, the defensive positions of Rama Town were quickly breached.

Just as this night raid was about to turn into a one-sided massacre and this human town would become a spoil of war under the brutal Yahoo attack, the sky suddenly brightened.

What lights up the sky is not the sun, but a super fireball that can burn everyone's eyes.

Roland pushed up the black jade sunglasses on his nose, listened to the screams coming from below, and felt a little sad for the misery of the enemy.

Even with organization and discipline, grassroots soldiers cannot understand the horror of magic.

All the way south, Lisa's hard power continued to increase.

Her ability to control and utilize fire is no longer at the level she had when she was in the Eternal City of Lazio.

The truth obtained from paper needs to be tested in practice, and combat skills need to be tested in actual combat.

The super fireball fell, instantly burning to death hundreds of Yahus who were charging in dense numbers wearing black armor, and burning more Yahus around them.

In war, seriously injuring the enemy can sometimes cause more harm than killing him on the spot.

After all, the dead will just lie there quietly, while the wounded soldiers will let out the most tragic howls they have ever heard in their lives.

Fortunately, this did not pose any problem for the Yahoos, as they had no tradition of rescuing wounded soldiers.

Since you have been injured on the battlefield, it is equivalent to death. When the death penalty will be carried out depends entirely on God's arrangement.

This is the tradition of Yehuda.

Seeing the following Yehu soldiers continuing to charge by stepping on the bodies of their injured companions, Lisa's face instantly turned red while floating in the air.

Literally red temperature.

In her opinion, people always have to have something to be in awe of.

For example, lovers, partners and relatives, or laws and morals.

If you don't even care about the lives of your injured comrades, what's the difference between you and the barbaric Yahoo?
Well, they do seem to be Yahoos.

If this is the case, then there is no need to extend to them the same kindness that is shown to fellow human beings.

Lisa's delicate face instantly turned into the color of a firebird. Her red wings spread out, and she instantly turned into a firebird and flew into the group of Yahoos.

This time she didn't hold back at all and went straight into killing mode.

The flames became even hotter and burned the enemies. The whole world seemed to be shaking in the flames.

This time, Yehu did not make any screams, and even his body was not intact.

Lisa was too lazy to use advanced magic, so she directly used the Fiery City Burning Magic with the largest killing range to roast the Yahu.

Hamos, who was standing on the third floor of the City Hall in a daze, was stunned by the flaming hell in front of him.

After a brief moment of distraction, he reacted very quickly and immediately ordered the soldiers who were on the verge of defeat to regroup under the cover of the wall of fire.

On the other side of the fire wall, Yehu was heading towards death; behind the fire wall, human soldiers got a chance to catch their breath.

This is the Extraordinary One, a super being who can turn the tide of a battle by himself.

When Lisa had used up all her magic power and returned to the attic bedroom to rest, there was no living Yahoo within three kilometers around Rama Town.

Roland hugged Lisa and gave her an encouraging kiss.

Lisa smiled and went back to bed to rest.

Most magicians prefer to use meditation as a means of restoring magic power, but Lisa is different.

She is not just a magician, she also has many abilities from the power of the stars. Good quality sleep not only helps to restore magic power, but also quickly restore physical strength.

What's more, sleeping with Roland by your side is the ultimate enjoyment.

Roland did not make any move.

He is the first person in the world to know the star path, and the only remaining great sage of the elves. Why should he do it himself when he can let others do it?
What's more, the knowledgeable Paladin and the magician are somewhat more humorous than the group-killing magic.

His single-point lethality and offensive and defensive capabilities are higher than Lisa's, but in the field of mowing, the Magician lawn mower is more professional.

Let the right people do the right things, this is called wisdom.

Roland thought silently, covered Lisa with the quilt, and walked out of the room.

Outside the door, Hamos and the mayor of Roma Town were standing respectfully in the corridor. Hamos was not surprised to see Roland coming out.

This is what a nobleman does. He hides at the back during a battle and stands in the center when receiving military medals.

If your subordinates make achievements, it belongs to the noble; if they make mistakes, it belongs to the noble themselves.

Hamos has seen too much.

He had seen a lot, but the mayor hadn't seen nearly as much, and this stuffy official in his thirties was unable to conceal his disdain for the "wife-clinging" nobles.

Facing the mayor's contempt, Roland puffed out his chest proudly.

Are you envious? Am I proud to have such an amazing wife?

Putting away his contempt, the mayor coughed lightly and quickly reported to Roland.

Although Roland was the special envoy of the Vladimir Empire and not his direct superior, it was now the honeymoon period of the establishment of the Rodinian Alliance, and all countries had issued orders to grassroots officials, requiring them to respect senior officials of other countries.

People from friendly countries were outraged because it was a diplomatic incident.

Anyone who dares to disrespect Roland will be dismissed and investigated immediately.

Although the mayor's eyesight was not very good, his ability to handle affairs was quite good. He quickly sorted out the entire process of the attack that night and calculated the results and losses.

There is no exaggeration and no personal feelings involved.

A perfect fit for the stereotypical Pruden grassroots official.

This is the Pruden man, the guy who always uses scales and beakers to weigh ingredients when cooking.

Roland was too lazy to complain, since this was just an unimportant stop on his journey.

After all, they had fought side by side, and he couldn't bear to see these guys die in vain, so he solemnly made suggestions to the mayor and the sheriff.

"In the name of the Vladimir Empire's special envoy, I very seriously suggest that you immediately cover the evacuation of unarmed personnel and then evacuate."

"Your window for retreat is only these few days."

The mayor was stunned. Why did Yehu retreat after leaving behind thousands of charred corpses of various shapes? Hamos knew how to answer this question. He simply explained to the mayor, "Mr. Hales, if Mr. Dorothy and his wife had not taken action tonight, Roma Town would have been lost. But Mr. Dorothy still has a mission and cannot stay here for a long time, so Roma Town cannot be defended."

Mayor Hales looked gloomy. After a long while, he sighed and looked at Roland hesitantly. He bowed deeply and asked tentatively, "Mr. Dorothy, can you stay here for a few more days? The reinforcements will arrive in three to five days at most."

"What if there is no reinforcement? What if the reinforcement is delayed? What if Roma Town is used as a pawn to stop the enemy?" Roland asked.

He and Lisa can certainly block Yehu's attack, but it will certainly cost a lot. If the enemy arranges assassins to take advantage of the opportunity to launch a surprise attack, the danger level will increase exponentially.

A wise gentleman will not stand under a corner that may collapse at any time.

Roland was indeed trying to win space northward for the elves and earth spirits, but he had no intention of sacrificing his life for others.

Even just taking the risk is not enough.

Facing the speechless Hales, Roland said decisively: "It's very dangerous here. If you plan to evacuate, I can stay for three days. If you plan to defend to the death, I will go south as soon as possible and convey the news of your death to the officials of New Bodenburg."

Without waiting for the mayor to speak, Roland added coldly: "If you dare to deceive me, I will kill you with my own hands before Yehu comes."

"Mr. Dorothy, this is an important matter that I must think about seriously. Could you give us some time?" The mayor said humbly.

"Five hours."

Roland said directly: "A decision must be made before the first rays of dawn appear in the east."

His attitude was somewhat arrogant, but the mayor and the sheriff dared not waste words. They quickly said goodbye and left to discuss countermeasures.

Back at the City Hall office, Hales finally couldn't help but open fire on Roland.

"Damn you, pretty boy. You're so arrogant even though you're hiding under your wife's skirt and shivering."

"But he has a good wife."

Hamos mercilessly interrupted Hales's complaint and asked directly: "Mr. Hales, you are the chief executive of this town. Please make a decision as soon as possible whether to leave or stay."

Hales was not happy to hear this. He snorted and retorted unhappily: "Hamos, according to the laws of the kingdom, it is a wartime state now, and you are the highest commander."

"But the battle is over."

"The armed conflict is over only when it is confirmed that there will be no continued armed conflict." Hales's grasp of the law is obviously better than that of Hamos, a pure soldier.

Seeing Hamos sweating profusely, Hales' tone gradually softened.

"Hamos, my old friend, you should be well aware of the consequences of making a decision to retreat without authorization."

"It would be great if Viscount Dorothy could give us an order to retreat." Hamos shook his head and sighed helplessly.

"Old man, have you drunk three barrels of dark beer? What nonsense are you talking about?" Hales glared at Hamos unhappily.

In fact, everyone knows that retreat is the best option, but who will make the decision and who dares to sign? If no one is responsible for the decision, who will be held accountable afterwards?

Those who work in the government are all shrewd people, even the Pruden officials who are stereotyped as stubborn.

The two stared at each other for a long time, and finally they could only come up with a compromise.

Convene a general meeting of all officers immediately and ask everyone to vote and decide.

If everyone feels that they can evacuate, at least someone will share the responsibility. Even if there is no hope for a career, at least you can land safely.

Hales acted promptly and demonstrated superb work efficiency. He convened an emergency meeting of all officials in just three hours.

He did not give these people a chance to speak or discuss the issue, but instead took out hastily printed ballots.

"Please choose whether you agree or disagree with the evacuation and sign your name!"

Hales distributes the signing authority to everyone, which also distributes the responsibility to everyone.

What are you looking at? You signed it too!
This is the effect Hales wanted.

The officials naturally refused. They tried their best to defend themselves, and some even pretended to be stupid, saying that they would firmly implement the wise decision of the mayor and the sheriff, but they did not have the ability to do so and would not participate in the vote.

Hales knew these people too well, and he had already prepared a countermeasure and was ready to pass the buck.

He took out the Emergency Decision-Making Law and showed the corresponding provisions to everyone.

When a major official encounters an emergency that is beyond his or her ability and authority to handle, he or she must convene all officials at that level for collective decision-making.

Faced with the letter of the law, officials remained silent.

They had no choice but to take a stand.

After five minutes of intense voting, the evacuation resolution was finally passed with thirteen votes in favor, one vote against and one abstention.

Looking at the guys who voted against it, Hales was furious.

You're just smart, right?

This bastard is such a thief. Anyway, the decision to evacuate will definitely be passed, so he had no choice but to "reluctantly" accept the collective decision.

If there is accountability, he will be rewarded for his strong opposition.

Others are thinking of countermeasures, but you are trying to be clever?

Hales gave the order to retreat with a dark face, and sent the only guy who voted against to cover the rear.

"Mr. Shara, I fully respect your opinion. I will give you a chance to demonstrate your abilities. The retreat must be orderly. Mr. Shara, please take full responsibility for the rear guard."

"Mr. Hales, I"

"I didn't discuss this with you, this is an order!" Hales interrupted Shara's defense coldly.

Xia La was silent for a moment and could only accept the order awkwardly.

In the Kingdom of Pruden, open opposition to the royal family is punishable by imprisonment at best, but disobeying orders with serious consequences is punishable by death.

When the first rays of dawn appeared, the Eden carriage started on time.

Just as Roland was about to leave, Hales appeared in front of the carriage, panting. He didn't even have time to wipe the sweat off his face. He just held up the decision of the joint meeting and started shouting loudly.

"Viscount Dorothy, we have decided to evacuate. Please help us."

When the curtains were opened, the familiar handsome face did not appear, but was replaced by Lisa, whose hair color was gradually approaching fiery red.

"Mr. Hales, you will not regret this decision. Please arrange for evacuation immediately."

Lowering the curtains, Lisa's smile gradually disappeared, and she just sighed, "Roland, do you really intend to fight against tens of thousands of Yahoos alone?"

"Sister Lisa, what are you talking about? I can't do it alone, you have to help me."

"You guy!"

Lisa pinched Roland's earlobe, but whispered softly: "Since you have made up your mind, let's stay and see what Yehu is confident of."

Roland nodded slightly, lifted the curtain and looked at the crowd that had begun to evacuate, silently praising the efficiency of the officials of the Kingdom of Pruden.

It is worthy of being the most conservative country. Although it is not very flexible, it has strong execution capabilities.

Lowering the curtain, Roland smiled and pointed to the north.

"Come on, sister. Let's go to the north of the city to set up a trap and give the Yehus a little surprise." (End of this chapter)