After the major general left, Wolfgang rubbed his face wearily. He hadn't slept a wink all night, spending the entire night planning the operation. As for Dingle, he had gone to the troops to directly participate in the attack on the Hofburg Palace.
Wolfgang slumped wearily into the chair, and as he leaned back, his eyes glazed over as he stared blankly at the ceiling, a bitter feeling rising in his heart.
"How could it have turned out like this... We were clearly..."
As he murmured, his eyelids seemed to be fighting, and before he knew it, he had closed his eyes.
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"Sir!"
"Sir!"
When Wolfgang opened his eyes again, he saw that he was surrounded by people, each with a look of fear and unease on their face.
This immediately snapped Wolfgang, who was still somewhat drowsy, out of his drowsiness, and he immediately asked:
"What's wrong? What happened?"
"Don't tell me there are other troops here..."
Before he could finish speaking, a lieutenant general's face twitched slightly as he said, "Sir, Yan... Yan Kingdom..."
He spoke haltingly, his lips even trembling, which immediately changed Wolfgang's expression.
Another officer continued, picking up where the lieutenant general left off:
"Just received news that the Fifth Army was completely annihilated a few days ago. Our army suffered a complete rout. The Yan people are advancing rapidly. General Greg did not lead his troops to intercept them. The Yan people have captured several cities and are marching at full speed every day."
"At this rate, they will be at the gates of Salivia within days."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wolfgang sat up abruptly from his chair, even tipping the chair over.
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