The next morning.

Taal felt that his followers were not very good;

Although they would not have any opinions on the job they assigned,... the series of things last night was indeed a bit tormenting.

First, he was called out by himself when he slept well, then he was pulled out of the shack and stood in the cold night wind for half a night, and finally went to the camp to put out the fire, and worked until dawn to finish;

Taal yawned and watched the soldiers return to the camp. No one felt that he had been bringing people to have a free meal these days.

"Chief Tal." The shark leader found Tal and Amy in the camp - his expression looked worse than the warriors: "Everything was as you expected, and the barbarians could really throw magic bottles on the rock wall and go to the camp..."

From the perspective of residence, the camp at this moment is not much better than the wasteland.

The camp was attacked with almost full coverage of magic bottles; the points they projected were obviously calculated, so that there were no dead corners in the camp as much as possible;

Moreover, their purpose is not to kill, but to burn.

"Only more than 300 soldiers were burned to death last night." The shark's face was as bitter as a thick yellow potion. "From the concentration of the camp, such losses are truly a blessing in disgrace."

And that's all the content of luck.

Taal just looked around the camp, and none of the shacks were spared. At most, only a few of them were barely standing, and they were also blackened;

Potholes that were blown out on the ground can be seen everywhere; if you look closely, you can also find fragments of the magic bottle.

"In addition to the complete destruction of the camp, the damage to the materials was also quite serious..." The shark leader said with great pain. "They not only attacked the camp, but also the materials stored between Wall 2 and Wall 3 were attacked..."

There were piles of rolling wood that were very important to defense - now they have been burned 60% to 70% and the remaining many cannot be put into use; if the enemy launches a strong attack, they can only resist with stones.

"More importantly, the soldiers are under great pressure now, everyone is frowning and has no confidence in victory!" A leader walked over quickly, his face full of anxiety and resentment: "These terrible barbarians can really throw so far!"

...I have told you before, but I just don't believe it. Tarr sighed and said nothing more.

"Look at those dejected soldiers!" Another leader also came over - Taal found that the leaders were gathering in their direction, as if they had found ants with candy: "If you continue like this, the barbarians will attack again, and this place will be over!"

...There will no longer be a strong attack. Taal thought. There is no need.

"We have to change the status quo." The shark looked at Tar, "Perhaps we should listen to Chief Tar!"

Even if the leaders want to object, they shut up - after all, things are developed according to what they expected;

I said before, "The barbarians will throw magic bottles", but they really threw the magic bottles;

Even if Ruger explains that Taal cannot achieve too high prestige, he has to listen to others at this moment - after all, keeping is the first priority.

"Now, the best and easiest way to deal with it is to evacuate here as soon as possible." Taal said this very readily.

Sure enough, the faces of the leaders changed suddenly.

They had just endured their anger and dissatisfaction, but now they all burst out: "What did you say? Give up the Rain Pass? Do you know what this means?"

"The barbarians will turn over from here, arrive at the Green Sea Plain, and kill all our compatriots!"

"We will be despised by everyone, and as long as there is a shaman alive, we will be cursed in the worst words!"

"You have been destroying your might and describe the barbarian as extremely powerful!"

"You coward!"

Originally, Tar planned to explain to these people, but judging from the attitudes of these people, it is probably in vain no matter how detailed they are.

There is no help, what do you love?... Saving your followers is more important than saving these stubborn people.

Taal thought so, shook his head and walked out of the wall.

"Get out, no one needs your help, you are just a dumb guy!"

You guys just now had put out the fire with the help of my warriors... Taal felt more and more unreasonable.

He looked at the front of Wall No. 4: there were also attacks from magic bottles;

Some of the magic bottles thrown on the wall exploded, knocking them out of a big pit, and even the wall was slightly deformed - it looked really dangerous.

The enemy's weapons have reached this level of strength, and they have turned a blind eye;

This is definitely not bravery.

"We have to take the soldiers out! There is no reason why that coward can do what he can do!" Those people were still behind him, "We can blow up the barbarian's catapult cart! Send all those people to heaven!"

"That's right! We can attack Shanyuan Town! Even so, it's better than waiting for death here!"

These people need to take the initiative?

...It's not enough to wait for death, these people are planning to die.

Let those people make noise behind them, Taal walked out of the pass without looking back;

Perhaps...you should consider going to Storm Pass?

...

Half an hour after Taal arrived at the tent;

"Chief Tal!" A soldier hurried to the door of the tent, "The Shark Leader asked for a meeting!"

"Let him in." Taal said helplessly - what nonsense is this guy going to talk about again?

"Chief Tal..." The shark's expression was like a rotten stagnant water that made people feel disgusted when they saw it. "Those people... took a thousand regular soldiers... to attack Yamahara Town..."

The reason why one thousand people were sent was not because of some concerns, but because of the combat effectiveness, the number should be left. Tarr guessed.

"The rest are all ready warriors." The shark's body kept shaking, as if he could fall to the ground at any time;

"I have already given you advice." Taal looked at the shark without any sympathy;

"I know." The shark nodded and took out a map from his body: "Whether those people succeed or fail, I have to do something... A warrior said before that the barbarians attacked on the lower cliffs. Chief Tar, look, I marked the location on which the barbarians might launch a new attack... Please help me add it?"

"How could I know this!" Taal refused without looking at it, "Don't dream anymore! I can't hold on at all!"

"Yes...yes..." The shark became more dull than when he came; he closed the map barefoot, shook it, and left the tent step by step-

Taal knew that he had no choice.
Chapter completed!