What is the head of the guard doing?
The priest felt like he was about to explode the moment he received the message.
He knew the situation clearly, though others might not. In terms of combat strength, his own 8,000 Four Saints Army was even inferior to the other side's 2,000 guards, who were the Ancient Demon's core combat force.
So, with that kind of power, His Highness the Prince was gone?
Are you kidding me? Even King Level expert couldn't possibly defeat a bodyguard captain with his own guards in a head-on fight, right? That guy is...
"Priest!" the lieutenant cried out, unable to contain himself any longer, "Retreat quickly! It'll be too late if we don't retreat now!"
He had been observing the situation closely. The death of the prince had a significant impact on the situation, and it was on the verge of collapse almost instantly. If there was any further hesitation, the army would be crushed and the entire army would be wiped out!
Although the priest still couldn't suppress the rage in his heart, he knew that the situation was beyond saving. If he didn't leave now, he would become a sinner against the Ancient Demon Clan.
Just as they were about to issue the order to retreat, a cold voice rang out from the side. "No!"
The priest frowned and looked at the speaker. It was none other than the only adult royal bloodline of the Ancient Demon Clan, and the founder of the Warlock Dynasty: Ziyue!
"Your Highness." The priest was taken aback. At this moment, Ziyue's aura was sharp and fierce. She didn't even look at him. Instead, her attention was completely focused on the battlefield in front of her. But unlike the despair in their eyes, her eyes were sharp as a sword!
"We can't retreat," Ziyue whispered. "The enemy already anticipated our retreat. I didn't stop you before because they couldn't hold us off; at most, we'd only lose a few men covering our retreat. But not now. Their momentum is about to collapse. If you order a retreat, the entire Four Saints Army ' morale could crumble instantly. Once the formation can't hold, annihilation will be imminent. There's no way we can retreat."
Your Highness.
The other person didn't turn around, but the priest still didn't dare to look them in the eye. Feeling guilty, he was even hesitant to speak to them.
For the first time, he felt so insecure.
The other party is not the same as Zhang Zhiyun. Ziyue was a hero of the Ancient Demon Clan back then!
She risked her life to ensure the Warlock Dynasty's plan was completed. If it weren't for the subsequent loss of control, she would be the Queen of the Ancient Demon, and even the head of the guard would have to listen to her.
Although her prestige has diminished considerably due to the loss of control back then, she is still fundamentally different from Zhang Xiaoyun. If it were Zhang Xiaoyun reprimanding him now, he might slap her across the face, but not Ziyue.
He could clearly sense that Ziyue's words had made even the deputy general who had immediately ordered him to retreat hesitate.
"I don't want to discuss the priest's mistake just now. The situation on the battlefield changes in an instant, and no one can make accurate judgments at all times. But we've come this far, and we can't afford to make any more mistakes, or our clan's future will be over!"
The priest looked at the other person, wanting to say: What makes you think I'm wrong?
But those words stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say them. The reason was simple: he was indeed not a man of courage.
He didn't dare to confront the Quefeng immediately because he was afraid to gamble with his own life. He was unwilling to retreat immediately because he was greedy for merit and also afraid that returning empty-handed would damage his prestige. In the end, he was a person who dared not take responsibility.
If he were to refute Ziyue at this moment, and if, as she said, the entire army were wiped out, then he would be a sinner of the Ancient Demon Clan.
Ziyue's words not only shocked him, but also gave him a glimmer of hope to shift the blame.
"Your Highness," the priest took a breath and asked tentatively, "What do you think should be done?"
"Intensify the offensive!" Ziyue said without hesitation, "When two armies meet on a narrow path, the brave shall prevail. This is a saying from the memories of that Reincarnator, and I think it makes a lot of sense. Now that we've reached a dead end, retreating will only hasten our demise. So why not fight to the death?"
"But if we lose, there will truly be no chance of escape." The priest lowered his voice and said, "The eight thousand Holy Army is the main force of our clan's conquest of the world. If they are all wiped out here, our clan will basically have no chance of taking over the Central Plains. Moreover, your original plan of the Warlock Dynasty has already exposed us in advance. If our clan cannot win this battle, once the Reincarnator Guild recovers, they will surely go to great lengths to exterminate our clan. Can you bear such consequences?"
Ziyue didn't turn around upon hearing this, a cold smile playing on her lips, "Is the High Priest trying to say that my plan for the Warlock Dynasty was wrong?"
This guy's battlefield skills aren't great, but he's a master at shifting blame. Even though it was clearly a command error, he manages to link it to major decisions made years ago. He's got some talent, huh?
"Back then, it was indeed too risky," the priest said nonchalantly.
The decision was passed by the entire clan back then, and I actually voted in favor as well. The reason was simple: if we followed the ancient plan, we would have to remain hidden for another Samsara. And in another Samsara, our bodies would have turned to ashes!
How many people would willingly spend their entire lives hiding in the shadows?
But that was then, and now it's now. Just because I agreed to the resolution back then doesn't mean I'm willing to take responsibility now, does it?
"Alright!" Ziyue nodded immediately and said, "I'll take it!"
"Your Highness, what do you think...?" The priest was about to argue when the other party admitted it himself.
"There's no time to discuss who's responsible now, High Priest. Since you're unwilling to take the blame, then I will." Ziyue turned to look at the other person. "If I lose, I will be the one to blame for the destruction of the Ancient Demon Clan. Please, High Priest, give me the General's Seal!"
priest. "."
The adjutant beside him watched, his heart filled with complex emotions. Just a moment ago, when the high priest was still shirking responsibility, he wanted to curse. What kind of time is this? Still debating whose fault it is?
But I never expected Princess Ziyue to reply like this.
He had initially disagreed with Ziyue's views, but now he was starting to believe them.
Perhaps Lord Ziyue is right!
"Sir, aren't you going to refund us?"
Among the sixteen routes, almost all the deputy generals standing beside the commander asked the same question.
The commander-in-chief looked anxious; the situation was on the verge of collapse, but the priest's military token had not yet given a signal. What was going on?
"All soldiers, listen to my command!"
Just as everyone was on the verge of collapse, a clear, cold voice suddenly rang out in everyone's minds, and all the Ancient Demon were stunned for a moment.
The ranks of the Ancient Demon soldiers are strictly divided. The military token of a squad leader can only command his own squad. The higher the rank, the wider the authority. Only the military token of the War Priest can be heard by all sixteen squads of soldiers. However, the voice coming through the military token at this moment is clearly not that of the Priest!
"I am Ziyue!"
The Ancient Demon used the moon as their totem, and to this day, only that legendary figure has been named after the moon.
"No retreat! Prepare for the final charge!"
"Ah?"
Everyone was stunned again. What did this mean? Were they being told to die?
"Don't be afraid, we will win this battle!"
"Your Highness." At this moment, almost all the commanders of the sixteen routes instinctively wanted to curse, while also wondering why the military seal was on her.
Charging into battle again? Are you crazy?
They couldn't break through when they were at their peak, and now that they're on the verge of collapse, why are they still trying to break through?
"You think you can guarantee victory? You think you can guarantee victory?"
"Please try again!" Ziyue interrupted all the commanders who were about to object.
"Your Highness, no matter how many times we try, it's useless. As long as that assassin is still there, we have no chance of breaking through to the other side."
One of the commanders spoke for everyone: if it weren't for that assassin, this place would have been utterly destroyed by them long ago.
"You don't need to worry about that assassin," Ziyue's voice rang out again. "I'll take care of him myself!"