Battles of such a large scale cannot be decided by one or two strong individuals.
Even Jia Zhengyi knew this; the team could not possibly go any further—it would be suicide.
Then...back?
But what about phased missions? Where can we find suitable battles to win?
"Then...what should we do? What should we do now?"
The nobles panicked, whispering among themselves. The recruitment officer gathered their opinions and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Let's retreat! We'll leave the front lines, inform His Majesty the King, and seek reinforcements!"
"Call for help? Impossible!"
Jia Zhengyi suddenly spoke up, a hint of surprise in his eyes. He glanced at Xiao Linlin unconsciously, but still reflexively followed Xiao Linlin's arrangements, trying his best to persuade the nobles.
"Do you think the Duke wouldn't have thought of the kind of help we could think of? But the message for help hasn't been sent out yet, which means the Duke hasn't given up hope of fighting!"
"Moreover, once this news reaches the empire, it will definitely cause a huge uproar! In his rage, the king may not target the duke, but we messengers will certainly not escape, and may even be killed in his anger."
Jia Zhengyi's slightly threatening tone left the nobles even more bewildered: "Then...what do we do?!"
Jia Zhengyi's words make a lot of sense. Someone has to take the blame for the defeat in the war, and compared to the dukes... it seems that those with lower ranks are more suitable to be the scapegoats.
Even if they don't bear any major blame, just having the reputation of "not helping the front line and deserting in the face of battle" is enough to get them killed several times over.
"We must find a way to turn the situation around, otherwise not only will we lose the credit we just earned, but we won't even be able to control our own lives."
With a determined look, Jia Zhengyi swept his gaze over the new recruits and said in a low voice, "These people alone are clearly not enough. As you all know... the combat strength of the new recruits is simply no match for the orcs in a head-on confrontation."
"If we only have these few people in my team, no matter how strong they are, we won't be able to kill many orcs. We must acquire a new power! A power that can turn the tide of the battlefield!"
Jia Zhengyi paused, then realized that the nobles had already been captivated, their eyes fixed on him with longing.
"Jia! Helping me is helping yourself!"
The recruiting officer reached out and gripped Jia Zhengyi's arm tightly, as if he had grasped the only straw to save him.
"Of course I'll help you, we're brothers."
Jia Zhengyi took a deep breath, squinted slightly, and repeated Xiao Linlin's suggestion through the earpiece, word by word: "Let's head south! To find new opportunities!"
"South? Why! What opportunities are there there?"
The nobles exchanged bewildered glances, unable to comprehend Jia Zhengyi's intentions, but then they saw him smile slightly and look at Lyanna.
All eyes followed her, and Lyanna was still holding Xiao Linlin's hand, standing there silently, completely unconcerned about the people's gazes, maintaining her proud and dashing demeanor.
"Don't forget, she is a pure-blooded elf."
Jia Zhengyi said in a low voice, "Pure-blooded elves have a strong appeal among the elves."
"Jia! You mean..." The recruiting officer's eyes widened, as if he understood Jia Zhengyi's intention.
"Yes."
Jia Zhengyi nodded, his gaze shifting to Su Lin, as if proposing a new plan to his boss: "Let's go find the elves! Let's acquire their army! Then we'll launch a counterattack! We'll reclaim everything the empire has lost!"
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