The long night is finally over.

When the first ray of sunshine in the morning shone on the tent of the Ionian coalition army.

No one knows what happened on the east island of Ionia and at sea last night.

Everyone got up as usual, had breakfast, and grabbed their swords.

A new day has come.

New blood will begin to flow again.

Balzac finally managed to sleep for a while. When he woke up with his eyes still full of bloodshot eyes, he couldn't wait to ask what happened to the newly recruited army.

The answer was no. The army was resting quietly without any abnormal behavior.

But this did not make Balzac relax at all. On the contrary, he became even more worried.

Of course he also knew that there was a serious shortage of food and grass. It was barely enough to last for two days, but it became even more precarious after the addition of these two thousand people.

Maybe I won’t be able to last even one day?

With such a mood, Balzac came to Kalma's military tent with heavy steps.

"Good morning, Lord Kalma." Balzac greeted Kalma very politely.

He really respected the middle-aged woman in front of him. Her composure and her belief made him truly admire her.

"Good morning, General Balzac." Karma opened her closed eyes. A night of meditation had restored a lot of energy she had exhausted yesterday.

"Have you heard about what happened last night?" Balzac asked.

"I already know." Karma nodded, showing a slightly worried expression, "They..."

"They are safe for the time being, but..." Balzac lowered his voice and said, "I heard..."

"Yes." Karma seemed to already know what Balzac wanted to say, and nodded directly. "That's right, two days at most. Now...it's hard to say."

"Well, this is not the most important thing right now. The top priority is how they will deal with it. Today's battle is really hard to say. Maybe everything will be decided today, and these two thousand people..." Balzac also frowned

He frowned, obviously not thinking too well about how to deal with the extra two thousand people.

Two thousand people is really not too many, not too few.

And it happens to be at such an extremely sensitive moment.

It's... so nerve-wracking.

"That's your person, it's up to you to handle it." Karma did not express his position, but just shook his head.

However, this is also the intended meaning of the question. Naturally, Balzac would not really be unprepared. He asked Kalma just out of respect. After all, these are his people, and he naturally has his own in mind.

idea.

If Karma really said something, then on the contrary...

"Well, in that case, Lord Karma, what I mean is..." Balzac straightened out his thoughts and said slowly, "Give them supplies and equipment. But put them on the flanks and try to prevent them from getting too close.

This formation also prevents them from linking up with the Noxians."

"Well, that's fine." Karma didn't ask why they weren't allowed to be the vanguard.

Let’s not talk about whether something worse will happen if we let them take the vanguard. Simply speaking, if they are really our own people, letting a team of exhausted soldiers take the lead will also chill people’s hearts to a certain extent.

After the two people discussed it, they were ready to go outside.

Open the camp door, and there is a battlefield outside.

Compared to the whole military camp, there was a lot of noise.

Chen Senran and Graves seemed extremely lazy.

They did not move with the large army. They climbed out of the tent slowly, and while they still had time, they squatted at the entrance of the tent and lit a cigar to watch the scenery.

The two thousand newly arrived people had received comprehensive subsidies from the coalition forces after a night's rest.

After replenishing their equipment and food, they had obviously received Balzac's latest instructions and were also drawn into the team.

"Are they really trustworthy?" Graves spat out an eye socket and glanced at Jason who was walking at the front lazily, "Actually... isn't the best thing to do to deal with them on the spot?

"

"No, that's not possible. We have no reason. There is no reason to kill more than two thousand people. It would be easy to scare off the enemy." Chen Senran shook his head while holding a cigar in his mouth.

"Is this really true?" Graves frowned slightly, feeling that things were not that simple.

"Of course it is, otherwise?" Chen Senran grabbed his somewhat disheveled hair and looked at the sky with his blind eyes.

Well, it's such a nice weather.

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What a nice weather.

Swain felt the same way.

He finally and rarely walked out of the dark Chinese army tent.

Facing the rising sun, he couldn't help but let out a long breath.

"What's next?" Compared to Swain who was relaxed and comfortable, Darius was like Balzac, staying up almost all night.

Yesterday's most certain battle failed to capture the Ionians, and the momentum that the entire army had finally gathered had somewhat dissipated.

Although it's not as mutinous as that day, momentum is momentum, and once it's gone, it's really hard to get it back.

"How else can we fight? Just fight like this." Swain stretched out his hand, blew a long whistle, and summoned the crow flying far in the sky back to his hand.

"We didn't win yesterday, but we won today?" Darius stared at Swain with his bloodshot eyes, "Swain, you said we would win, now, what?

win?"

"Well, the early bird got the worm. Now, if you have a good fight, there will always be results." As Swain said, he actually took out a worm and fed it to the crow's mouth.

"Swain, what is your trump card?" Darius did not move. He grabbed his ax and still looked at Swain, as if he wanted to find something so-called on his damn face.

The answer is, "Do you expect those guys from the Navy? If that's the case, I will kill you now, and then I will take everyone to die for the country."

"Darius, I said, if you fight, there will always be results." Swain stopped what he was doing, looked at Darius seriously and said, "We will win.

"

"I feel like this time..." Darius did not agree as usual. He said half of the sentence and did not say any more.

He picked up his battle ax and walked towards his army.

This time...

Will it win?

Swain released the crow at hand back into the sky. He looked at the clear sky and showed an inexplicable smile again. (To be continued...)

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