When the third battalion commander saw the enemy's deputy general approaching the fortifications, he raised the loudspeaker.

"My name is Sidara, what's your name please?!" he shouted at the enemy's deputy general.

"Let's talk business!" The enemy's deputy general also raised a loud speaker.

Impolite guy. The third battalion commander muttered in his heart, and then said loudly: "After careful consideration! I think the hostages you have can only keep half of you alive! In other words, half of you can leave the canyon with the hostages! I will never stop you! I don't care whether you release the hostages or not! As long as they don't die under my nose!"

"That's impossible!" The deputy commander of the Hatra Thousand frowned and shouted, "If my soldiers want to leave, they leave together! If they want to die, they die together!"

"Think it over carefully!" The third battalion commander raised his voice, "Either everyone dies! Or half of them survive, is this a hard choice?! Just agree! I will immediately withdraw my intercepting forces! Keep your word!"

"Stop playing tricks! If you have the guts, just attack us! At worst, we'll all die together!" the deputy general shouted.

"You've got the best idea! If we have to die together, the hostages will die with you! Look up the canyon!" As soon as the third battalion commander finished speaking, hundreds of figures appeared from the cliffs on both sides of the canyon.

The deputy general took a quick look and was shocked. After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and shouted, "If you want to fight, then fight! Why are you hesitating?"

"You are the one who hesitated! Your reinforcements have been killed by us!" The third battalion commander waved his hand, and a flag with a burnt edge was raised behind him. "Open your eyes and take a look!"

The deputy general's heart sank after just one glance. Before he could think it through, the third battalion commander urged him again: "I won't give you too much time! I will withdraw my intercepting forces now! Half of you can leave with the hostages! I say again, only half can be withdrawn. If more than half are gone, don't blame me for not keeping my word!"

"I won't believe you!" the deputy general shouted, "If you want to release them, release them all! All your troops retreat! I will stay with the hostages until the end! When I know my soldiers are safe! You can do whatever you want with me!"

He had made up his mind. Without reinforcements, it meant that there was basically no hope of breaking out, because the enemy could not continue to confront him like this forever. Since things had come to this point and the enemy still cared about the lives of the hostages, he might as well use this as a condition of exchange, so that at least some or even most of the soldiers could survive.

"I admire you! I admire you! Okay! Just for your bravery! I promise you!" The third battalion commander was very happy, because Pu Ting had already expected the enemy deputy general's move. All the previous words were ultimately for only one thing, which was to get all the enemy troops to move.

"Retreat!" The third battalion commander waved his hand, turned his horses around and galloped away. The enemy needed to make arrangements, but he didn't, because he had already made all the arrangements.

After the deputy general returned to the area where the hostages were, he immediately called together the two lieutenants, Hadile and the small leaders, and told them everything the third battalion commander had said. He then said, "The enemy may be deceiving, but this is our last chance. I will send four scouts from both ends in a while. If the enemy withdraws as agreed, everyone will leave immediately. After leaving this canyon, don't worry about anything else, don't look back, and run as fast as you can towards Titania. Everyone who runs back will be saved. They lack bows and arrows just like us, so don't worry too much. I will stay with the hostages and cover your departure."

"No, General. If you stay, you won't be able to come back." A deputy general said with a frown.

"Our reinforcements have been destroyed by the enemy. If we don't do this, no one will survive. It's not worth it to bury a hundred hostages with them, right? So don't say anything, just do as I say. This may be the only chance. Pass the message on, no matter who it is, the first thing to do when you return to Titania is to report to King Wushuang about the situation we encountered and tell him that these enemy troops don't look like Annan's army." said the deputy general.

"Isn't this Annan's army?" Another deputy general was startled and couldn't help asking, "I think their clothes are similar."

"The flags are different." The deputy general waved his hand, "Let's split up and prepare."

"General." Hadile suddenly spoke, "You take everyone away. I will put on your armor and stay with these hostages to cover your retreat."

"You?" The deputy general was stunned, and suddenly there was more appreciation in his eyes when he looked at Hadile.

Hadilie nodded and said, "I have been a staff officer for half a month and have not been able to make any contribution to you. General, please give me the opportunity to cover your retreat. I am willing to accept this honor. I would like to ask you to convey my respects to my cousin when you see her in the future and tell her that I have not brought shame to the family."

"No, I am the leader and I should stay." The deputy general shook his head.

"No, you are leaving because you are the leader. Without you, we may encounter greater danger after rushing out. Let me stay and make one last effort for the empire. Don't forget to convey my message." Hadile said.

“Staff Officer Hadilie…” The deputy general’s heart warmed, and he nodded heavily, “Okay, I will definitely convey this to General Ye Jianwu!”

Hadiel forced out a smile...

After a while, several soldiers from both sides came running over and reported with joy that the enemy had withdrawn the blocking troops. The deputy general was overjoyed and immediately ordered: "Immediately retreat according to the plan, and after leaving the canyon, run towards Titania with all your strength."

After the generals and small leaders left as promised, the deputy general quickly walked to Hadilie who was sitting next to the hostages, flipped his hand, took off the short sword from his waist, held it with both hands, and handed it to Hadilie: "Staff Officer Hadilie, please accept my respect."

Hadile nodded and took it, but said nothing. Instead, he waved his hand, signaling the deputy general to leave, and then simply closed his eyes.

"I hope I have another chance to see you, Staff Officer Hadile, no, Warrior Hadile." After the deputy general finished speaking, he sighed heavily, turned around and walked quickly towards his mount.

See me? Humph, I'm afraid it's difficult. If the enemy is really so kind, they wouldn't have surrounded us for so long. You go, let's see how many of you can survive in the end. I won't accompany you anymore. Being a prisoner is better than dying. Hadilie thought to himself. He knew that the third battalion commander was setting a trap for the deputy general, but he also knew that no one would believe him no matter what he said in such a situation, so he simply sold a favor and pretended to be a hero. Anyway, he was going to be captured, and it was much more comfortable to be captured while sitting still than to be captured after running desperately or being injured.

What's more, Hadile knew the Wulai Army's prisoner policy...

At nightfall, just as Pu Tong "presented" the two handsome young captives to the cook, he received the good news that the Third Battalion had won a great victory.

"Reporting to the general, the commander of the third battalion of the second regiment has also sent 104 of our civilians and an enemy staff officer named Hadile. According to him, he is the cousin of General Ye Renwu of the Tianjuan Empire, and he has important intelligence that he wants to report to you in person." said the company commander who came to report the news.

"Important intelligence? Report your bullshit! Beat him! Beat him hard, he will tell everything once you beat him." Pu Tong rolled his eyes and thought to himself, I'm already busy as hell, there's no need to come to me for all the bullshit.

"But General..." The captain looked embarrassed. "The lord's prisoner policy states that if the enemy voluntarily surrenders, they can be treated preferentially. If the enemy has intelligence that is beneficial to our army, they must be treated preferentially..."

"Brat, do I need you to remind me?" Pu Tong glared at the company commander and waved his hand impatiently, "Go, go, take this Hardile to my cook, Mac Zheli, and tell him that I want the information."

Cook Mai Zheli? The captain was startled and quickly saluted to agree.

After a while, Hadilie was pushed by two soldiers into a large tent with a mixed smell of blood and seasoning.

After the two soldiers left, the black cloth bag on Hadilie's head was taken off. The moment the bag was taken off, Hadilie couldn't help but squint his eyes, because there were four large oil lamps lit in this large tent that could accommodate eight people, and it was very bright.

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Standing in front of Hadile was a middle-aged man with a stern face, but there seemed to be a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Oh, his muscles are so well-developed. This was Hadile's first impression of this middle-aged man.

Oh, why is he not wearing anything? Hadilie subconsciously took two steps back. If it weren't for the noose tied around his ankle, he should have been able to retreat faster and farther.

But he only took two steps back before stopping, because the middle-aged man had already put his arms around his waist, and then he pressed tightly against Hadile in a very ambiguous but also disgusting posture. At that moment, Hadile could even feel the sudden heat and bounce.

"My name is Mai Zheli." The middle-aged man's groan was unusually hoarse, just like the hungry ghosts from hell described in the scriptures. "Nice to meet you, young man. Tell me, what's your name, my dear."

"My name is Hadile, can you please not..." Hadile couldn't help but let out a cry of pain before he could finish his words, because the naked Mai Zheli had grabbed a certain part of his body with force.

"Ahaha, this size will embarrass you in front of those girls." Mageli said with a strange smile, "Well, Hadile, I heard you have information, tell me, and when you're done, let's find something else to have fun."

"No, I'm not interested in the fun you're talking about. Besides, my information is to be told to the highest commander of your Annan." Hadile quickly retracted his face.

"Really? Then he doesn't have time to see you. Well, if you don't want to talk about it, then let's just start having fun. Look over there." Ma Zheli pointed to the left corner of the tent with his backhand, "You will be like them soon."

When Hadile looked in the direction of MacZheri's finger, he became even more panicked - there were two naked men tied side by side and lying on a mattress. Judging from the raised areas on their bodies, they seemed to have just experienced something very shameful.

"No, you can't do this to me. I know your High Priest Saint Woolley's policy on prisoners. I must be treated preferentially." Hadile said quickly.

"Preferential treatment? Hahahaha..." Mai Zheli laughed so hard that his whole body trembled. After pinching Hadile's chin, he said with a grin, "Yes, yes, Archpriest Saint Wulai has a policy of mercy towards you, but that refers to the military, and I am just a civilian cook. Do you understand?"

Hadile's heart sank. After a long pause, he almost cried out, "Please don't do that to me. I will tell you everything I know..."

…

"Why is this happening?!" Hatra shouted angrily. All the tables and chairs in the conference room had been knocked down and smashed by his sword. All the civil and military officials had retreated to the door long ago. This was the ninth time Hatra had lost his temper this month. During the second and seventh times, he also killed a deputy general, a small staff officer and a communications soldier.

"King Wushuang, please calm down. The enemy has obviously found a way to restrain our tactics, and judging from their battle results, their numbers outnumber ours." A staff officer standing by the window said bravely. As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a black object flying towards him. He quickly dodged to the side. The object flew more than twenty steps and then fell to the ground with a "clang".

The staff officer took a closer look and immediately broke out in a cold sweat - the thing that fell to the ground was actually Hatra's greatsword...

"You wimps! Such a good arrangement by the king! It was destroyed by the enemy in just one and a half months! Are you all pigs? More than 24,000 people! Just 'eaten' by the enemy! And the enemy's loss is less than 1,000 people! How do you lead the army? How do you advise?" Hatra was so angry that his pupils turned red. It was fine to be beaten with an incredible loss ratio, but now the enemy troops on the left, right and front lines of Titania have merged into a fork-shaped formation. Is it necessary to say where this "fork" should be forked next? If Titania is lost, how long can Menia hold on? "Your Highness, the enemy's largest force closest to Titania is less than 40 miles away." A deputy general reminded.

"Why are you in such a hurry?!" Hatra pointed at the deputy general and said, "Do you believe that I can kill you?!"

Everyone quickly stepped back a little...