When the Vicious Fish Open Their Mouths, the Arrogant Earthworms Realize They've Become Bait

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"The gnolls are retreating?"

On the third day of the evacuation from Shadowvale, while Murphy was happily handing out routine battlefield patrol quests to his little players at the Baphomet Gorge position, an aerial scouting report from Blood Eagle brought him unexpected news.

From the aerial vantage of the blood-eating spirit griffon, now more majestic than ever thanks to its nourishment by power, Murphy clearly saw the gnolls outside the Baphomet Gorge position carrying out a large-scale, orderly retreat. They weren't falling back in disarray, but moving swiftly toward Shadowvale along the route they had come, in standard clan formation.

One gnoll column after another covered the retreat of the one ahead. At their current speed, in half a day at most, the number of gnolls remaining outside the position would fall below the level needed to continue the attack.

For the Nord position, which had just taken in the retreating army from Shadowvale, this was excellent news. It meant the soldiers there would have enough time to rest. But to the commanders, this new development seemed extremely strange.

Murphy didn't make a public announcement. He simply sent a Blood Eagle Clan messenger to inform the other commanders, then quickly summoned the "Three Generals" under his command to discuss the situation.

Unfortunately, Five-on-the-Run and his staff officers had carried out a "suicidal charge" yesterday that was entirely in keeping with their player identities. They were now in the middle of a three-day gaming ban and couldn't log in, so only Old Qin and Veteran of the Qing Dynasty were able to come.

"Maybe Huxson wants to make a strategic withdrawal?"

Veteran of the Qing Dynasty speculated after being summoned.

"They've just taken the valley, but before we withdrew, we destroyed