Outside the hidden place.
On the plains south of Adolfel Fortress, the Sruvend spellcasters' mutual resistance continued. Although the battle was fierce, it had to be said that this brought great obstacles to Ye Erlan's advancement.
In the command camp, Adariel, the commander of Yeerlan who is responsible for this war, is frowning at the moment. He knows that Yeerlan must achieve a quick victory in this war, otherwise it is more likely to be dragged into the quagmire of war that is difficult to escape.
At this moment, the adjutant came to report, "Your Majesty, Commander, there is news from Taivi Mansa. The countries have not made any changes yet, but there is not much time left for us. King Mian and the Council of Elders require that we must do it tomorrow." Capture Adolfel Fortress before too late."
"Before tomorrow night?"
Hearing such a hasty timetable, Adalil suddenly turned back and looked directly into the adjutant's eyes, and asked expressionlessly: "Do you think we can do it?"
"I think this time is indeed a bit tight, but if you use it, it may not be impossible-"
But before the adjutant could say anything, he was rudely interrupted by Adalil, "You know you can't, so why are you bragging to the higher authorities?"
"I--"
The adjutant's face suddenly turned pale. As the adjutant of the commander-in-chief of the Northern Expedition, it was naturally impossible for him to have no background. On the contrary, he had a profound background that many elves could not match.
Not to mention the members of the upper-ranking families, there is no one who can sneak into the commander's side who is not a member of the upper-ranking family, but his true identity is the nephew of Prince Mian.
To a certain extent, it can be regarded as an eye placed by the Mianwang next to Commander Adalil. But at this time, the adjutant noticed the commander's expressionless eyes and couldn't help but think of what Mianwang's uncle said to him before setting off -
Adalil is a trustworthy elder who listens more, learns more, and makes less decisions on his own!
But how many young elves can ignore the merits of a country-destroying war! Even if he is not the subject of the meritorious service, as long as he participates, he will definitely share in the merit and glory of victory.
In this case, being a little eager for quick success is actually not a big mistake, but the adjutant's mistake was that he was in the wrong position.
If he is just a grassroots soldier, no matter how radical his ideas are, it will be difficult to have much impact on the war itself.
But in the position of adjutant, who has a lot of special backgrounds, the impact will be far-reaching.
As a close minister of the Crown Prince, Adalil naturally had his own news channel with Taivi Mansa. At first, he couldn't believe it when he received the news, but in his heart he was still willing to believe in the flexible junior.
But when he heard the adjutant coming to report, one can imagine the anger in his heart. If the other party was not the nephew of Prince Mian, he would have wanted to tear him apart on the spot.
"Stay in the camp recently and don't move around at will. If everything goes well in the next battle, then I will pretend that this incident never happened. If the battle does not go well, you should think more about how to die!"
After Adalil said something coldly, he ignored the other party. Although the understanding of the battle situation on the front line was somewhat skewed at the rear, an order was an order, and he could only choose to accept it.
As for the aftermath, no matter what the outcome of the war was, the political life of his temporary adjutant could be said to be over.
…
After a while, Adalil's real adjutant, the herald who currently commands the camp, arrived. After entering the barracks, he first glanced at the gilded adjutant who was in a state of despair, and then saluted respectfully to the commander-in-chief.
"Sir, are you looking for me?"
"Wenders, you're here."
Seeing the arrival of the former adjutant who was deeply trusted by him, Adalil's expression softened somewhat, "What are the current casualties of the soldiers?"
In fact, there is a special record officer to collect statistics on this issue. The herald may or may not understand these matters, and it does not affect his or her own duties.
But Wenders obviously did not regard himself as an ordinary herald. When he heard the commander's question, he answered almost without hesitation:
"In the direction of the main advance, our casualties are minimal. Only a few mages suffered mental breakdowns due to excessive casting of spells. However, in other directions of attack, the casualties are quite serious. According to current statistics, more than a thousand brave warriors have gone one step ahead. In Avandor Home, the number of injured has exceeded 10,000. Most of them can fully recover after the war, but a small number will be left with lifelong disabilities."
If you compare this number of casualties with the Battle of the Seven Castles more than a thousand years ago, it may not be even a fraction, but you must know that Ye Erlan has been "supervising" Sluvender for more than a thousand years.
Sruvend, who had been suppressed and castrated for a long time, was still able to inflict such casualties on the Yerlan army. If it was Sruvend in his prime, how high would the casualties be!
As the commander of Ye Erlan in the current era, Adalil could not imagine how Ye Erlan defeated Sruvend more than a thousand years ago.
Even now, he was shocked by Sluvender's will to resist and even his ability to resist. Before setting off, he thought this would be an extremely easy "acceptance" trip.
This is actually the perception of many Yeerlan elves. This was indeed the case at first, but as the battle line advanced, Sruvend's will to resist became stronger and stronger.
Even in those areas that have been successfully taken over by Ye Erlan, there are constant reports of resistance organization activities.
Just now, Adalil learned that because of a gilded junior, Tevimansa had issued an order that seemed very dangerous to him. This gave him a thought that he could not get rid of deep in his heart. ——
Is it true that Erlan cannot conquer Sluvende?
"How are the mood of the soldiers?" Adalil asked again.
"The soldiers of the conventional forces are very emotionally stable because they are not exposed to the fighting situation on the front line. Although there are casualties, the previous progress is real."
If there are regular troops, then there will naturally be unconventional troops. This usually refers to the caster troops, but Yeerlan does not have an organized caster troops, and they need to be recruited temporarily for every war.
Especially for high-ranking mages, recruiting may be a little insufficient, and "invitation" should be used instead.
Therefore, the members of the caster's army are often composed of complex people with different thoughts. If the battle goes smoothly, there is no problem. If there is a little trouble, the fighting spirit will inevitably waver.
Although Wenders did not give a clear answer, he also let Adalil understand the general situation - the current mood of the caster's troops should not be so stable!
"These rebels!"
Of course, Adalil could only curse this in his mind. If he really said this publicly, even if he was a high mage himself, he would inevitably be excluded from the core of power.
