Chapter 1180 Surrender

At the Ceres Fortress, Ignis received news of the Black Asian Orcs' troop movements. Looking at the positions of the troops of the 27th Legion that had already been deployed on the sand table, he said to himself, "Only part of the troops have been mobilized. It seems that the other side is still very cautious."

"However, eating some of it is considered a part, and the rest are afraid, so it's better to stay at the border obediently."

After saying this, Ignis planted the flag in his hand on the Ceres Fortress and then turned and left the hall.

Ninety kilometers southeast of Fortress Ceres, more than 28,000 troops of the left army of the vanguard army of the Third Legion of the Northern Army of the Black Orcs were stationed in scattered areas, gathering and waiting for orders.

Inside a tent, Titus looked around and felt extremely stressed.

These tribal armies are of mixed quality.

A strong troop's combat effectiveness can maintain basic military discipline and can barely strictly execute its own orders.

The combat effectiveness of weak troops can be said to be very limited. They are originally logistics troops, so we should not expect them to have any combat capabilities.

"Now, be quiet."

Upon hearing this, more than 20 generals stopped communicating and focused their attention on the young general in front of them.

After everyone quieted down, Titus spoke up, "First of all, I am grateful to the commander-in-chief for letting me serve as the general of the left army and lead the attack on the fortress of Ceres."

"You are warriors who fight for my God, regular soldiers of the Northern Army, and troops that Commander Manus values. I will be with you in the next battle."

Upon hearing this, everyone bowed and saluted, saying in unison: "General Titus, we will obey your orders."

Hearing this, Titus couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

We are not fools, and the danger of attacking Fort Ceres is self-evident.

They obeyed his orders because if he was defeated in the battle, he would be the culprit. These people might be punished, but their lives would never be harmed.

He didn't know why the commander was so hostile to him, but he had no choice now.

Disobeying orders will definitely result in punishment, and may even put your life in danger.

If he obeyed the order and succeeded, it would be fine. However, if he failed and delayed the opportunity to fight, the blame for the annihilation of the friendly forces in the Lede Province would definitely fall on his head. At that time, he would definitely be severely punished or even beheaded as a warning to the generals of other troops.

"If we are unfortunately defeated, then just surrender?"

Once this bold idea came up, it was unstoppable.

He disdained belief in gods. When he was suffering, there was no god to protect him.

He has suffered a lot to get to where he is today.

I thought that after joining the Third Legion, I would be valued by the aloof Manus, but I didn't expect that we were birds of the same feather.

After collecting his thoughts, Titus said with a serious face: "We will march tomorrow. Victory will belong to us, to the Northern Army, and even more to our God."

"Yes, General."

……

Thirty kilometers underground to the south of the Ceres Fortress, a fully armed troop is hiding.

The 3rd Battalion of the 1st Army of the 27th Legion was commanded by General Vernal, a mid-level soul swordsman, 413 years old.

Under him, there is a mid-level Soul Intention Judgment Knight, a low-level Soul Intention Priest, and a low-level Soul Intention Ranger who serves as deputy battalion commanders.

It has eight battalions under its jurisdiction, each with a captain who is a high-level gold transcendent and two deputies who are high-level gold transcendents.

There are 4,873 people in the entire camp, and the weakest one is at the mid-bronze level.

Under the ground, in the [Rock and Earth Barrier] created by the Soul Intention Intermediate Earth Mage, Vernal wiped the sword in his hand and said impatiently: "Those miscellaneous soldiers can be defeated in one encounter. I don't know why the higher-ups asked us to hide here."

"The orders have been given from above, and we just have to execute them." The Soul Intent Intermediate Judgment Knight glanced at Vernal and said slowly.

Verna glared at the Knight of Judgment and said coldly, "I didn't say I wouldn't execute it."

After saying this, Furna stopped complaining and wiped the sword in his hand with peace of mind.

He was very unhappy with this Judgement Knight who was sent by his superiors to threaten him, but there was nothing he could do.

Time passed slowly and vibrations were heard from the ground.

The Soul Intent Intermediate Earth Mage opened his eyes, turned to look at Furner, and said, "General Furner, please organize your men."

"Ah."

Verna turned his head and looked behind him, and with just a glance, he gave the order.

More than 4,000 soldiers clenched their weapons and looked at the back of their general, their eyes full of indifference, without any panic or excitement.

On the ground, tens of thousands of black orcs marched towards the Ceres Fortress.

Above the marching column, Titus constantly sensed the ground and the surrounding mountains to see if there were any enemy ambushes.

"not good!"

A huge magical force appeared under the marching column.

The next moment, thousands of spikes emerged from the ground and pierced thousands of Black Orc soldiers.

"Enemy attack, fight."

"Disperse, don't gather together."

"Protect the clan leader."

"Don't mess around, just stand still."

Seeing the army in chaos, Titus took immediate action to kill hundreds of fleeing soldiers and stopped the army from collapsing.

Upon seeing this, tribal leaders and shamans at all levels began to gather their troops.

While they were reorganizing, the ground began to shake and an army appeared on the hill.

Looking at the army, Titus's face changed drastically.

With a rough perception, he found three humans stronger than him, not to mention many other powerful ones.

"Kill them all, leaving no one alive."

Verna drew his knight's sword and shouted an order.

More than 4,000 soldiers heard the order and began to charge.

During the entire process, there was no shouting or screaming, only the sound of armor colliding.

"Furner, leave the heretic to me."

After saying this, the Judgment Knight flew out directly, flying towards Titus who was slowly moving backwards.

Looking at the Judgment Knight who had taken the lead, Furna curled his lips and said nothing. He looked at the several high-level gold-level black orc warriors in the team and rushed over.

Pick a few tall ones among the short ones, otherwise he will be free from all restraints if he doesn’t kill a few black orcs in this battle.

Faced with the attack of more than 4,000 elite troops, the army of more than 20,000 Black Orcs could not take care of both ends.

In just half an hour, the Black Orc army collapsed and fled in all directions.

Large armies were deployed on both the way back and the way to Fortress Ceres.

In the sky, Titus watched the army below being defeated and himself falling into a disadvantage, with all means of survival exhausted. He subconsciously wanted to escape, but when he looked back, he saw a low-level soul priest of the Dawn waiting for him.

"How about surrender?"

The ideas hidden deep in my heart emerged and grew rapidly.

Looking at the Knight of Judgment with a playful look on his face, Titus made up his mind, threw away the weapon in his hand, and raised his hands to show his attitude.

The Knight of Judgment, who was about to kill, was stunned when he saw this. He didn't know whether to strike with his sword or not.