Now everyone knows the military operations of the Ryans. A medium-sized army of the Ryans, that is, a ranger, passed through the path and captured Meno in one fell swoop. The Bloody Duke once promised that he could monitor the path, but it turned out that he was too confident.

If the news is not bad enough, then Meno's welcome to Ryan's army shattered all unrealistic fantasies. Not to mention the city officials who were forced to swear allegiance to the Snow Duke, the villages that had always supported Snow Duke in the past, and almost all turned against each other this time. Ryan's army has quickly consolidated Meno's defense with the support of the locals. Even if the Immortal Legion set out to eliminate this team now, it would not be able to be eaten up in a short time.

The situation is extremely dangerous. If the Undead Legion continues to try to block the main force of the Ryans, then the Rangers can do whatever they want. What happened in Meno City proves that the Rangers can easily capture a city. Once the Rangers and the surrendered Bincuns unite (there are already many rumors that there are abnormal movements on the Bincun), the final result may even turn the Vampire Undead Legion into an isolated army surrounded by the enemy.

But if the Undead Legion tries to attack the Rangers, it is equivalent to making way for the main force of the Ryans to enter Sivania - the situation will only be worse.

"It shouldn't be possible. Since he has called us for a meeting...you should know that as a monarch, you have the right to be late." Haiyin replied with a smile.

This explanation is far from meeting everyone's needs. Uneasiness continues to ferment and grow.

"Did the Blood Duke escape..." This is something everyone was puzzled in their stomachs, but no one dared to say.

Someone walked in from outside the tent, but it was not the Blood Duke, but a black magician.

"You... all look very uneasy..." The black magician who came in looked around his colleagues and said, "Don't worry, the Duke... Sir... should be here soon."

"You're here so late?" asked a man who was obviously familiar with this.

"I'll go... observe...the changes in those...ghouls...the situation looks...totally beyond my expectations..."

This topic immediately aroused the interest of many people.

"Isn't that an ordinary mutation? Or..."

"I believe... that's... the masterpiece of the Blood Duke." The Black Magician replied. "It's the change caused by powerful... the black magic... if I hadn't witnessed it with my own eyes, I wouldn't even believe it. What flows through their blood vessels is... the real power of black magic... that can tolerate... even the most terrifying trauma... with this power, they will definitely burst out incomprehensible... destructive power on the battlefield."

"There are those giant beasts." I don't know who reminded me.

Indeed, there are also those giant beasts called beast-turned vampires by the Blood Duke. Yesterday, the Blood Duke brought several giant beasts into the Immortal Legion, which immediately aroused great curiosity among the black magicians. They immediately realized the value of this monster called "Beast-turned vampires" by the Blood Duke. They are not only satisfactory warriors, but also can act as a medium for the release of black magic, which can greatly enhance the release distance of black magic.

As for how this kind of monster came about, the name "Beast-turned Vampire" alone reveals enough information. There is no doubt that they are masterpieces of the Blood Duke, but no one knows how these monsters were made.

"Don't worry... the Blood Duke... created such... excellent soldiers... not to escape..."

A wave of familiar black magic suddenly came, and all the practitioners of black magic felt something. The next moment, all the doubts and insecurity disappeared, because everyone knew that the Blood Duke had arrived.

Ashrufate strided into the middle of the tent. He wore casual clothes and soon came to the middle of the tent to sit down. His subordinates consciously formed two groups. One group was all black magicians, gathered on his right head, and the other were ordinary people who had originally rebels or later surrendered to him, gathered on the left. In terms of number, the right side was far more than the left side.

"Eric, how are the prisoners?" Ashu Rufate's face was very calm, and he could not see the anxiety caused by the bad situation. His first question was not about the enemy situation, but about the prisoners of war from the previous Bin clan.

“Everything goes according to your plan,” Eric replied. “But it’s already very difficult to regulate them. I’m too few people to do anything else.”

Eric's expression was not as far away as before, because even he had to admire the way vampires dealt with prisoners. It was incredible to watch over hundreds of thousands of prisoners with just a few thousand soldiers (plus thousands of temporary recruitment guards) who were in charge of hundreds of thousands of prisoners, but now they could barely do it. This is because the vampire's ideas are unique. He did not simply use the prisoners as slave labor unlimitedly, but gave them hope - to give freedom to those who work the most seriously. Not only individuals, but also families - people can redeem their families by working hard.

The release of only a small number of people every month. If all prisoners are at this rate, it may take hundreds of years to be free, but this gives people a false hope that they will work hard instead of brewing violence and slack work.

"As for the progress... in another year or two, what you planned will be completed along with the entire Sivania road. The progress of the wharf construction is also good, and it will be completed within one year. But this is not the focus of your current situation, right?"

"That's right." Asu Ruffat admitted frankly. "My focus is on war. As for the situation, everyone knows that my monitoring of the path failed and the enemy has already gained an advantage. If anyone has any opinions or suggestions, they can now raise it."

There was silence everywhere. No one said anything, and even Eric didn't say anything. Everyone looked at Ashu Rufate, waiting for his decision.

"We have two choices. The first is to stay here and prepare to use the narrow terrain to block the main Ryans - they are approaching slowly. The other is to deal with the Rangers. My plan is to ignore the Rangers, advance the entire army, and fight the Ryans in the valley."

"The decisive battle cannot be held in the valley." Someone said. What he said was the truth. The entire valley only allowed about five or six thousand soldiers to form a formation. This scale of battle is not decisive for both sides with tens of thousands of troops.

"The purple stone area can be used as a battlefield."

"They refused to fight to the decisive battle," Eric replied. "If I were a general of the Ryans, I would defend the dead. With the ability of the Immortal Legion, it would be difficult to capture the restored camps. I just had to drag the Immortal Legion and wait for the Rangers to occupy Sivania from the rear... I don't know why they would fight you after mastering such an advantage."
Chapter completed!