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At dusk, the orcs withdrew their troops.

Ron returned to the camp.

After counting the casualties, Laun came over to report: "Sir, there were about ten lightly wounded today, and two people died."

"We've lost another 30% of our arrows; we can only hold out for two more days at most."

Ron nodded: "I'll go check out the quartermaster later."

As the two were talking, a messenger came from behind:

"Your Excellency, Viscount Daniel requests your presence at the camp for a meeting."

Ron, having anticipated this, indicated that he knew.

Inside Daniel's tent.

Many lords had already arrived, and Buck was glaring angrily at Ron.

Victor and another rotating lord stood by with wry smiles.

Ron and his men were not to be trifled with, but they were caught completely off guard today. A gap suddenly appeared in Ron's encampment, and the orcs moved in as if they had no one there.

After all the lords had arrived, Daniel began the meeting:

"Baron Buck, this meeting was convened at your insistence. Why don't you give your report?"

After receiving permission, Buck embellished the events of the day.

Ron was so engrossed in listening that his nonchalant attitude infuriated Buck.

"Given Baron Ron's egregious behavior this time, I propose that he be ordered to defend the position for three consecutive days and compensate us for our losses, at least a thousand gold dragons."

"With which eye did Baron Buck see that I deliberately released the orcs? Isn't it normal that the position was breached?"

"Half of our position has been breached today! It's just that I didn't have any reinforcements."

"I was able to recapture the position with only thirty men. I think the corps should reward me," Ron retorted righteously.

Buck was agitated: "Shameless! How could three high-ranking officials not be able to hold a position?"

Is this really such a big deal? You probably haven't heard of Oirat students studying abroad.

Ron gave Buck a noble salute and said defiantly:

"Shamelessness is a virtue of an aristocrat."

The surrounding lords watched Ron's blatant display of skill, their lips twitching, but no one stepped forward to speak.

Buck, enraged, sought justice from Daniel:

"Your Excellency, you can't let him be so arrogant. If everyone acts like this, how can we hold the line!"

Daniel was naturally aware of the sordid affair between the two.

At this moment, I was also in a real bind.

Buck's words sound nice, but if he really punishes you, what can you do if people ignore you? Do you expect me to fight Ron?

Besides, you can't produce any evidence, and you're not my father, so why should I side with you?

Unless... unless you contribute your hook...

The meeting ultimately came to nothing.

For the next three days, the orcs continued their loose offensive.

Thus, the battlefield fell into a stalemate. Although the orcs failed to break through the defenses, their numbers did not decrease, and they continued to be replenished by scattered orcs every day.

However, reinforcements from his own rear were slow to arrive, forcing Viscount Daniel to retreat and consolidate his defenses.

This allows smaller groups of orcs to bypass the defenses, relieving pressure on only a few large tribes.

As for whether it will affect the territory behind.

These noble lords wouldn't care; it's not their own territory, so they can do whatever they want with it.

If you want us to defend properly, then send reinforcements! Right now, there are less than a thousand men on the front line at most.

Many lords wanted to retreat, but Viscount Daniel did not agree. Given that the defensive pressure was not so great recently, the lords gritted their teeth and agreed.

That day, supplies finally arrived, and the supply team looked like they were fleeing an attack.

Before the lords could even rejoice, they were shocked by news brought by the supply convoy.

Marquis Mammon's main force was defeated.

They retreated to Ironrock Fortress, which is currently surrounded and in grave danger.

The center lane is now surrounded by orcs, who could attack the defenders on the east and west sides at any time.

The Marquis ordered an orderly retreat to reinforce Iron Rock Fortress.

The news caused an uproar throughout the camp; all the lords lost their will to fight and were thinking of fleeing.

Viscount Daniel has no authority over these lords now; one lord even led his men and ran away first.

Daniel was furious; he couldn't believe there could be such a stupid person.

Didn't he know that if he ran away, morale would immediately collapse, making it difficult to organize a retreat?

The fleeing lord thought to himself, "Of course I know that, but as long as I can run faster than you, my chances of survival will greatly increase."

One person's escape caused chaos in the camp.

Ron was still on the front lines when he saw the chaos in the camp. He immediately sent someone to check, and when he heard the news, he cursed the mess in his heart.

The orc army at the front naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity. As the war drums sounded, more orcs rushed out of their camp to join the battle.

Ron didn't think much of it; seeing that the entire defensive line had been breached in several places, he knew it was beyond saving.

He slipped away with his men and made a quick getaway.

However, escaping the chaotic battlefield is not an easy task.

As Ron led his men in a retreat while fighting, the defensive line completely collapsed.

Several times the number of humans surged forward.

Everyone wanted to entangle this army and tear off as much flesh as possible.

With no one to organize a rearguard, the consequence was that you couldn't shake off the orcs' entanglement. Once you were entangled by them, even more orcs would surround you.

Ron, along with Lauenhart and two others, stayed at the rear of the column to cover the retreat, trying to get as many soldiers out as possible.

The three high-ranking knights unleashed their full power, clearing a void around them, allowing Ron and his group to escape their pursuers.

As for why Ron kindly covered the soldiers' retreat, it wasn't because he couldn't bear to see them die.

Instead, they wanted to get out of this wasteland. Although it was easier to recruit elites, if they got entangled, they would be doomed. Having soldiers with them would at least allow them to make a tough decision.

Ron and the others temporarily left the battlefield.

Passing by the rear encampment, the area was also in complete chaos.

The lords were packing up, preparing to flee. The quick-thinking lords immediately led their soldiers away, taking nothing with them.

Ron didn't see Buck and Victor, so they must have been among the smart ones.

Ron dared not linger, quickly passing through the encampment and marching at full speed. With the encampment acting as a shield, they should be able to escape much further.

People's hearts are like scattered sand; no one can unite everyone's hearts.

The rout didn't just happen to the Independent Regiment; it occurred on other defensive lines as well.

There were clever people who slipped and fell, and ultimately the entire Eastern Front turned into a major defeat.

Along the way, there were scattered soldiers and lords everywhere, some in groups of three or five, some alone, all with panic and exhaustion on their faces.

Tens of thousands of soldiers fled like schools of sardines on the wasteland, without any organization, and were hunted, driven, and surrounded.