The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

Everyone could hear the anger in Harris' words. In fact, the garrison commander from Port Foster had been trying to persuade Davis to lead his troops to meet the enemy. However, from last night until now, even after the battle was over, Davis remained unmoved, and Harris remained resentful.

Now, facing Harris's obviously accusatory question, Davis's loyal confidant Tachino couldn't help but shout:

"Harris! Watch the way you talk!"

But Tachino's defense at this moment completely ignited Harris's anger. He could no longer care about anything else and shouted:

"We clearly had several opportunities to send troops and attack the Yan people from both sides, but you just watched our reinforcements fighting with the Yan people!"

"We could have won this battle! We could have won it!"

"But what about now?! The reinforcements that came from Port Brulo to rescue us were defeated. They lost so many lives in this battle! And what are we doing?!"

Harris became more and more excited and began to roar:

"We didn't do anything! Nothing! Just sat in this damn house and waited for them to help us win this battle!"

"Did you see the result?! We lost!"

"This is the price of doing nothing!"

Perhaps it was the strong emotional outburst in a short period of time that made Harris, who had not yet recovered, start to gasp for breath when he spoke here, and his accusations made everyone present look ugly.

Tachino interrupted to defend himself, "You are too idealistic. Don't you understand the current result? If we had sent troops, our factory would have fallen long ago."

Harris, who was breathing heavily, sneered: "It's because you did nothing that you lost."

"So now, we have to independently withstand the attack that the Yan people are about to launch. Why do you think the Yan people, who won this battle, gathered their troops in the west?"

At this point, Harris looked at Davis:

"Davis, don't be a deaf and dumb bystander!"

"You are the current commander-in-chief. With your decades of combat experience, tell me what they are doing now."

Davis frowned and said, "That's enough, Harris. The battle is over. Your groundless accusations won't change anything."

"Time will tell, my decision will be made later..."

Before he could finish his words, Harris pointed his finger at Davis and interrupted him angrily, "Don't try to change the subject. If you are too stupid to think of it and can't answer it, then I will tell you!"

"Concentrating the troops in one place is a sign that they are about to launch a one-sided attack. If they defeat our reinforcements, the damn Yan people will have nothing to worry about. They can attack us without any worries."

Harris looked around, his angry eyes sweeping across everyone's face.

"So what?"

Perhaps due to Harris's repeated accusations, Davis raised his voice and spoke in an extremely cold tone. He continued:

"The military factory is impregnable. I don't care whether they launch a one-sided attack or surround our military factory and attack."

"As long as the Yan people are willing to fight, I can lead my soldiers to fight with them for a month."

Harris shook his head repeatedly after hearing these words: "If you were so confident when you sent troops to support us a few hours ago, I think the Yan people would have been defeated by now."

"And your confidence right now, I just think is stubborn and stupid."

Davis looked at Harris, who had completely fallen out with him, with cold eyes. He shrugged and said, "Whatever you think."

"My experience tells me that if we hold on here until reinforcements from the Heinrich Military Base arrive, the Yan people will surely be defeated."

Harris sneered: "You seemed to have said the same thing before the reinforcements from Port Brulo arrived."

"I guess you'll always just be waiting for reinforcements to come."

Having said this, Harris straightened his slightly bent body and continued:

"Stick to your idea. As you said, time will tell."

"But I'm going to evacuate with my soldiers. I'll leave this cage to you to guard."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces changed. An officer immediately said, "Harris! How can you lead the troops to evacuate at this time! You know, now..."

Harris interrupted coldly: "I have almost given everything I have to defend Foster Harbor, and now I only have a few hundred soldiers left."

"The Macedonian military factory is solid and reliable. Will the evacuation of several hundred people have any impact on you?"

"Of course, if you don't agree, I will leave. You can just execute me as a deserter. Davis, give the order now and I will never resist." Harris stretched out his hand towards Davis, who had a grim face.

Davis' face was cold, but he still said: "The enemy may not have really withdrawn their troops everywhere. It may just be a cover to make us misjudge. Once we go out, they will directly launch an attack and you will die miserably."

Harris nodded expressionlessly: "That's perfect."

"Maybe I can kill a few of them and help you relieve some of the pressure."

Davis said coldly: "Since you are not afraid of death, there is no need for you to leave. Stay here and guard the military factory with us."

Harris said with empty eyes: "You know, Davis, I can't breathe just standing here."

"I don't know if you can smell the blood coming from that battlefield. It's the blood of those who fought for us. I can smell it."

"I can even hear their cries for help, but I don't have a large army to lead to help them. Taking these hundreds of people with me would just mean I'm sending myself to die. Although my life is not important, it may still be of some use."

"Just give me a chance, a chance to defeat the Yan people."

Seeing Harris's determined look, Davis rubbed his brows and sighed in his heart. In fact, he was not angry at Harris's accusations, and even admired him very much in some aspects. It was a pity that his ideas were completely different from his own. Now it seems that there is no way to persuade him anymore.

This internal strife should end here.

At this time, Tachino on the side said coldly:

"No! This is a critical period! The Yan people's target is here, we must gather all the strength we can to defend it! No one can leave!"

Harris remained silent.

"Okay, Tachino, just do what we should do." Davis said suddenly.

"Harris, since you have made up your mind, then let's do it. Take your men and leave. Tell me if you need anything. I will provide you with all the help except for the personnel."

"Sir!" Tachino looked at Davis in disbelief, but Davis raised his hand to signal that there was no need to say more.

"You don't need anything. We'll leave the same way we came here. If anything unexpected happens, don't worry. We won't cause any trouble here."

"I will leave tonight, and I will leave quietly so as not to affect the morale of the army." Harris said expressionlessly, and then he turned around.

"Well, have a safe trip." Davis reminded.

Harris stopped at the door and turned to look at Davis. After a few seconds of silence, he said:

"Davis, if... I mean if, there are signs of a breakthrough in the west, I hope you can prepare early so that..."

Before he finished speaking, Davis interrupted and said, "Okay, thank you for your advice, I'll consider it."

Davis wanted to say something, but finally shut his mouth, and Tachino snorted coldly: "Let's go quickly, this is a good time."

The voice just fell.

"Colonel, I hope you can stick to your duties and never step back." Harris said this with narrowed eyes, and then strode away, no longer paying attention to what was happening behind him.

At midnight, Harris left from the east side of the factory with more than 300 of his men.

In the first three kilometers, Harris and his men walked very slowly, always paying attention to the movements on the road. Only after he confirmed that there was no ambush by the Yan army did he lead his soldiers to gallop on horseback.

It was a dark night with only a faint moonlight on the road. Harris, who was riding his horse at full speed, turned his head and looked behind him for the last time.

The Macedonian Arms Factory had melted into the night, but that was not what he was looking at.

"People of Yan...wait for my revenge...I will definitely kill you all!!"

Harris muttered a few words to himself with a grim expression, and after tearing off the blood-stained gauze wrapped around his forehead, he struck the horse's belly and led his men towards the Heinrich military base.