Inside the library, Yang Di and Zhang Song's expressions were extremely ugly at this moment. Including several high-ranking officials from the Wood Elf Village beside them, they all stared dumbfounded at the routed soldiers, who were scrambling and fleeing towards them in an extremely pathetic manner, completely unable to speak.
Even their hearts were now covered by fear.
Because at that time, they were extremely confident in their hearts that by forming this decapitation unit and proceeding according to the grand plan, they could easily break through this already empty defense line, then kill Shen Mu, this Spirit World Lord, on the spot, and finally achieve victory.
They thought well, planned well, and even planned very meticulously, having considered all the details.
But now they found that even if they had considered all the plans, all the details, and all the reasons perfectly.
When facing the real, actual, and currently unfolding events before them, their actions and thoughts seemed particularly ridiculous.
This was why they couldn't speak, because they had no way of saying anything more.
Even Zhang Song, the Director of the External Relations Department, who had an extremely strong mind and extensive experience, just slowly raised his hand and hoarsely instructed the Wood Elves beside him: "Open the library door, let our brothers come in. After they enter, don't say much, quickly treat their injuries, and then have them guard the interior of this library."
"Understood." The Wood Elves beside him slowly nodded and stepped forward to open the library door.
They welcomed in the routed Wood Elf soldiers who were still wailing, their faces covered in tears, even snot running down and smearing their mouths, completely terrified. They also had people take out handkerchiefs or rags from their pockets to wipe their faces clean.
But when these Wood Elves returned to the library and looked at the teleportation gate flashing with silver-white light waves behind them, they didn't regain much sanity. Instead, they burst into loud sobs, appearing even more wronged.
As if they were children who had suffered a grievance.
This made the mood of all the Wood Elves and Blue Star Humans in the entire library extremely heavy.
"Alright, stop crying. Make these damned fellows quiet down for me."
Yang Di, as the General Manager, spoke even more angrily at this moment, pointing directly at the more than 800 fellows crammed tightly into the library and loudly rebuked: "Look at your pathetic state, you should have died on the battlefield instead of running back like women!"
These guys didn't just simply run back; in order to escape, they even threw away the weapons in their hands. Fewer than 200 people managed to keep their weapons; the rest of them simply fled back like they had discarded their armor and weapons.
This rout after a crushing defeat made General Manager Yang Di utterly furious.
After all, such a crushing defeat had exceeded his psychological endurance. At this moment, he was truly quite angry, quite frustrated, and equally quite wronged.
Because he had already understood that his foundation, the Green Leaf Group he had painstakingly established, and the Wood Elf Village he had originally wanted to develop well, had already begun to decline from this point onwards.
He himself also knew very clearly that he was finished.
And at this moment, because of his anger, how could he be in a good mood to comfort these crying Wood Elves in front of him, whose mentality had completely collapsed and whose spirits were somewhat unstable?
In fact, let alone Yang Di, even Zhang Song was clearly silent at this moment.
Only the other Wood Elves, or the Blue Star Humans who had completed soul-level resonance with the Wood Elves, vigorously shook their shoulders and said loudly: "Alright, stop crying, it's safe now. All of you, cheer up for me, you are still on the battlefield, don't show such a terrified appearance!"
They were still trying to comfort them.
But everyone knew that even comfort now was just comfort, and even comforting their own hearts.
By comforting others like this, they felt a little better inside, as if they had also received comfort, because they all understood that they had been defeated and were now completely relying on the unopened teleportation gate inside this library to barely survive.
So that they wouldn't all die in the Castle District of this Deherim.
But let alone these Blue Star Human Spiritual Realm Commanders from the Green Leaf Group, they had already understood that the main elites of the Green Leaf Group had suffered heavy losses with this defeat, almost completely wiped out.
Even those ordinary Wood Elves from the Wood Elf Plane now understood that their Wood Elf Village could be considered to be saying goodbye from this point on.
Everything was finished.
Especially seeing the Human Clan soldiers holding straight-bladed battle knives high from the entrance of the castle hall, forming a wall of metal and slowly approaching the library towards them, these Wood Elves felt an even deeper tremor in their hearts towards these seemingly ordinary Human Clan soldiers, the Human Clan infantry without any extraordinary power.
They had never seen such Human Clan troops, never seen such Human Clan soldiers, wearing thick armor, holding weapons, and directly crushing their raiding troops head-on.
This made these Wood Elves lose their previous arrogance and haughtiness.
All that remained was an endless stream of fear.
And the sorrow of defeat.
"Yang Zong, we can't stay here any longer. Those Human Clan troops have started attacking us again, we must retreat behind the teleportation gate and leave quickly." Zhang Song also looked at Yang Di at this moment, sighed, clenched his fists, and slowly suggested to him: "We must leave quickly."
"Yeah, we really should leave. If we continue to stay here, we will indeed be killed by those Human Clan soldiers." Yang Di let out a bitter laugh at this moment; he felt quite exhausted.
But it was also impossible not to leave now.
Just as he said, if they stayed here, the remaining troops, even numbering a little over a thousand, wouldn't be able to stop those mere 100-plus Human Clan soldiers.
Now he understood that the Wood Elf decapitation unit he had brought were just lightly equipped and lightly armored light infantry.
They had an advantage in surprise attacks.
But once they encountered skirmishes and attritional warfare with head-on confrontation, the Wood Elf Sword Dancers he had brought were simply incomparable to the heavily armored and heavily armed Human Clan heavy infantry in front of them.
Moreover, this was the Castle District of Deherim; there were even more Human Clan soldiers on the surrounding walls and in the main castle building.
He even knew that the most elite soldiers in this Deherim were actually on the Town Area walls, resisting the undead from the Black Arrow Tower Seventh Dynasty, and hadn't focused their attention on the Castle District at all.
The military strength here was indeed empty.
But even with such empty military strength, the carefully designed, extremely well-defended fortifications and defensive structures within the Castle District.
Had already made it impossible for them to continue staying here.
The attack had already failed.
Staying here, did they really want to die together?
"Let's go." Yang Di gritted his teeth at this moment, his voice sounding as if it came from between his teeth. He slowly spoke and was the first to turn around and walk into the teleportation gate.
"Alright, everyone follow us and evacuate from here."
Zhang Song looked at the surrounding Wood Elves at this moment, including those who had fled back. He still let out a weary sigh of relief, waved at them, and said: "Let our Wood Elf brothers who have experienced an exceptionally fierce battle retreat first, others will stay here and cover the rear."
And at this moment, the eyes of those Wood Elves who had fled back lit up, as if they had heard a great blessing.
They didn't even bother to say thank you.
They just rushed headfirst into the teleportation gate and fled.
It was truly too pathetic.
Seeing this, Zhang Song's eye twitched slightly. It was truly hard to imagine that these Wood Elves were once from the Wood Elf Village, even dispatched from the Wood Elf Plane, experienced, extremely combat-capable, and known as a group of elite Wood Elves, Wood Elf Sword Dancers.
Saying they were elite was simply an insult to the word "elite." These guys looked more like terrified mice.
Mice that only knew how to flee.
"Brother Zhang Song, let's go too." Behind Zhang Song, a group of Blue Star Humans with whom he usually had good relations walked over.
"Mm, I know." But Zhang Song turned his head to look at the 20 robed Human Race Mages still trembling in the corner of the library.
"Brother, what should we do with these Human Race Mages?"
And at this moment, the Blue Star Humans beside him had a sharp look in their eyes. They gritted their teeth and said to Zhang Song: "Should we deal with them?" As they spoke, they even made a cutting gesture towards their own necks with their hands.
Clearly, their solution was to kill.
Because they were quite angry. After all, it wasn't just the Wood Elves who died in this battle, but also the Blue Star Humans they usually got along with very well, especially the brothers from the Security Department, who died quite miserably. Only a few managed to escape back.
Even Chief Zhou Wu'an of the Security Department didn't escape back; he had also died in the castle hall.
This deep-seated hatred made their teeth itch with anger.
Therefore, they wanted to kill these Human Race Mages to avenge their dead brothers. Although there was no comparison in numbers, killing these Human Race Mages, killing the Human Clan in this Deherim, could at least be considered revenge and alleviate a little of the hatred in their hearts.
"Wait." But Zhang Song directly raised his hand and rejected their suggestion: "Don't act rashly."
He also signaled them not to use extreme methods.
This made these Blue Star Humans a little confused. At the same time, they all frowned and looked at Zhang Song, their tone becoming a little anxious: "Brother Zhang Song, if we don't kill these Human Race Mages, wouldn't our brothers have died in vain? If we can kill them, it can be considered a memorial for our brothers, and it can also be considered making this Deherim pay a price!"
Killing is mourning.
If they didn't kill, then just as they said, wouldn't their brothers have died in vain?
"Let these Human Race Mages go." Zhang Song slowly spoke at this moment. He didn't explain much, just said seriously to these Blue Star Humans, the brothers he usually got along with very well: "Just as I said, carry out my order. Now everyone go back through the teleportation gate."
"Brother, why?"
These Blue Star Humans became extremely anxious. They all gripped the Wood Elf longswords in their hands, gritted their teeth, and looked at the Human Race Mages, their excited hearts beating faster.
"Do as I say, I'll explain to you after I get back."
Instead, Zhang Song patted the shoulders of the most emotional Blue Star Humans. He didn't say much, just nodded at them: "Trust me."
Hearing Zhang Song say this, these Blue Star Humans also gritted their teeth and let out a heavy breath: "Alright, we'll listen to Brother Zhang Song." Then they turned around, tightened their grip on the hilt of the Wood Elf longsword in their hands, walked into the teleportation gate, and left this library.
And the others also followed this Blue Star Human one by one, leaving this library.
Soon, only Zhang Song and a few other Wood Elves responsible for protecting him were left in the library.
"Lord Zhang Song, let's leave here too." At this moment, the Wood Elf guarding the door and observing outside had also discovered that the Human Clan heavy armored soldiers had already reached the stairs of the library and were planning to walk up the stairs towards the library.
"Mm, let's go."
Zhang Song took a deep look at the 20 Human Race Mages at this moment.
Without saying much, he waved at the Wood Elves still guarding by the window and the door, and then led them out of this library.
After they all entered the teleportation gate flashing with silver light waves.
'Buzz!'
The three teleportation gates, over two meters high and like mirrors, that had been in the library, immediately disappeared.
And as the teleportation gates disappeared, the three sacred artifacts that had been on the table also suddenly turned into powder, as if their energy had been completely exhausted.
As the wind blew.
They scattered like dust, covering the entire library floor.
The three sacred artifacts could no longer be found.
'Clang!'
And at this moment, a Rodok Sergeant outside the library door directly kicked open the thin wooden door with his leg and walked in, carrying his straight-bladed battle knife.
Looking at the empty and messy interior of the library.
His eyes under the covered helmet scanned around and were the first to discover the 20 EttinGard Believers tied up in the corner.
"Safe, no enemies found." The Rodok Sergeant roared behind him.
Then he quickly walked towards the EttinGard Believers tied up with linen ropes and used the straight-bladed battle knife in his hand to directly cut open the ropes binding them.
He rescued them. (End of Chapter)
