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Chapter 1715: Crisis, the army presses the situation (two chapters in one)(2/2)

"This time the imperial army is obviously well-prepared and wants to break through our base camp. If we choose to stay and defend the base camp, it will play into their hands." The president of the Poison Fang Organization was silent for a few seconds before speaking.

The meaning of his words was very obvious. The face of the elder who originally proposed to retreat showed joy, while the face of the elder who proposed to stay and defend was full of disappointment.

However, the situation is just as the president of the Poison Fang Organization said, staying at the base camp to resist the imperial army is obviously not a good choice.

It's just that they were really reluctant to give up their base camp. Now that the president of the Venomous Fang organization has made a decision, they naturally gave themselves a step down and no longer objected to retreat.

"As long as we keep the green hills, we don't have to worry about running out of firewood. As long as our strength is preserved, the base camp can be built again in the future. If the people are gone, then our organization will be gone."

The president of the Poison Fang Organization saw the disappointed looks on the faces of the elders who proposed to stay and stick to the base camp, and he said again, hoping that they would be in a better mood.

"The retreat plan was decided upon. Everyone returned to their camps, notified their men to pack up their belongings, and waited for the order to retreat."

"yes."

The elders who came to meet with the president nodded and left the pavilion one after another. Only the ninth elder was left.

The reason why he did not leave was because his stronghold was completely destroyed by the imperial army and not a single one of his men escaped. Naturally, there was no need for him to notify his men to pack their things.

"Ninth Elder, how has your health been recovering recently?" The president of the Poison Fang Organization stood up, looked at the rippling blue lake in the distance, then turned around and asked the Ninth Elder who was sitting on the chair.

"The doctors have superb medical skills, and my body has almost recovered." The ninth elder replied, while showing the spiritual energy fluctuations in his body.

The president of the Poison Fang Organization sensed the spiritual energy fluctuations emitted by the Ninth Elder, nodded, and then gave the Ninth Elder a task.

"When we retreat, the Imperial Army will definitely send out pursuit troops. When the time comes, I need you to lead people to intercept them and buy us time to retreat."

"Okay, President." Elder Ninth nodded.

The stronghold he had worked hard for many years was burned to the ground. He has always wanted to seek revenge from the imperial army. This time he must seize this opportunity and collect some interest.
Chapter completed!
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