Doomsday Code

Chapter 845 Choose to Conceal

In an instant, the entire tent fell silent, and at the same time, an inexplicable atmosphere of oppression began to spread in the tent, and the source of this oppressive atmosphere was Rusov.

He flipped through the battle reports quickly, gathering them together until he saw the final result.

"The Second, Third, and Eighth Legions suffered a devastating blow. Only a handful of survivors remain, while the rest of the generals and soldiers have been killed."

At this moment, Rusov could no longer hold on. With a "pu" sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, staining the battle report with blood.

Inside the commander's tent, all the senior generals were horrified upon seeing this. They would never have thought that all three legions led by Taro would be killed in battle.

"No way, this is impossible."

Rusov didn't have time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, but stared at the Director of the Public Affairs Office with bloodshot eyes and said:

"How dare you lie about military intelligence? How dare you lie about military intelligence?"

The Director of the Public Affairs Office had no idea what was written in the military newspaper, but he was already scared to death when he saw Rusov's expression.

When he saw Rusov saying that he had lied about military intelligence, he immediately kowtowed and begged for mercy, explaining that he had not lied about military intelligence.

However, Rusov was no longer willing to listen to his explanations. He grabbed his head with one hand and accused him of lying about military intelligence. As he begged for mercy, Rusov crushed his head.

At this time, the other senior generals also knelt down and persuaded Rusov to calm down.

"Calm down, how do you expect me to calm down, you good-for-nothings?"

Rusov angrily threw the battle reports out. Seeing the reports falling to the ground and the descriptions of the three legions being ambushed and annihilated, the senior generals immediately understood why Rusov was so angry.

"How is this possible? This must be fake. Someone must have lied about military intelligence."

Joseph, the commander of the First Legion who was closest to Rusov, was the first to express disbelief when he saw the battle report stating that three legions had been completely wiped out.

He and Taro's Second Legion are both elite troops under Rusov. It can be said that even if their two legions are placed in those great kingdoms, they are among the elite.

But even such an elite soldier leading an army of tens of thousands was not going to believe it if you told him that he was ambushed along the way and then annihilated.

"Grand Duke, quickly send someone to verify the battle report. This must be impossible."

Joseph looked at Rusov and said.

Rusov took a few deep breaths and then nodded.

Joseph then immediately walked out of the tent and ordered the messenger outside to return to find Tarot and confirm the authenticity of the battle report.

When he returned to the general's tent, it was unusually quiet, and the original order to break camp and march was put on hold.

"All of you go down and wait for the order to set off. Joseph, you stay here."

"Yes."

After all the senior generals had left, Rusov sat down looking tired.

"Joseph, sit down."

Rusov pointed to the chair in front of him.

"Grand Duke."

Joseph frowned at him.

Rusov waved his hand and said:

"I'm fine, but I don't think the people at the Public Affairs Bureau are brave enough to forge military reports, so it's very likely that Taro and the others are gone."

Joseph naturally guessed this, but when he heard Rusov say this, his heart sank.

He and Taro are not only subordinates to Rusov, but also close comrades and brothers with shared interests.

It can be said that the two elite legions led by Rusov and Taro are one of the reasons why he has the status he has today.

Now, Tarot is very likely gone, which is undoubtedly a severed arm for their interest group.

"Please give the order, Grand Duke. We can immediately turn our army around and avenge Taro and the others."

Joseph said with a firm look.

Rusov's face was filled with grief and anger, but he waved his hand at Joseph and said,

"We can't admit that Taro and the others have been defeated. We must pretend that Taro and the others are fine, and we must block the news while we continue our journey south."

Joseph was very puzzled when he heard Rusov's arrangement.

Among the three of them, Rusov has the best brain. At the same time, knowing Rusov's character, he knows that Rusov must have his reasons for doing this.

"The problem is actually very simple. We have already lost Tarot. If this gets out, then we won't be that important to the Imperial Master.

So the most important thing to do now is to conceal the news, and the best way is to continue with the previous plan.

As long as we complete this important task for the Imperial Master and his church, it won't be too late to avenge Tarot by taking revenge on those despicable people."

After listening to Rusov's explanation, Joseph's heart sank.

Without him and Taro, there would be no Rusov today. But now that Taro is dead, Rusov doesn't want to avenge him because of his own power and status.

And what would happen if it was not Tarot who died today but Joseph?

While Joseph was thinking, Rusov looked at Joseph with his tearful eyes.

"What do you think, Joseph?"

Looking at Rusov's tears, in Joseph's eyes they were crocodile tears.

And Taro is already dead, so there is no doubt that what Rusov did is the best way to handle the interests of their group.

Therefore, for his own benefit, he could only mourn for Taro in his heart for three seconds, and then immediately nodded and agreed with tears in his eyes.

As for other senior generals, they are all loyal to Rusov. As long as Rusov gives an order, this matter will not be spread.

As for the messenger who went out to confirm the battle report, he could only blame himself for his bad luck.

So soon the order to march south was heard from the general's tent.

While the army was moving south, a team of several thousand people received Rusov's order to return. They were Rusov's secret guards.

The purpose of letting them go back is to let them control the situation in the Northern Wilderness and at the same time block the news between the Northern Wilderness and the outside world. The news that Taro and his men were defeated and annihilated must not be allowed to spread.

Taro, who Rusov and his men thought was dead, was now wrapped in bandages and was carried in front of Chen Cheng.

"Your Majesty, here comes the rebel commander Taro."

When Tarot heard others calling Chen Cheng, he immediately turned his eyes towards Chen Cheng.

He didn't expect that the group of old and young people he thought were left behind would actually be the Emperor's Majesty.

Chen Cheng walked up to Tarot, looked at the Tarot that was wrapped like a dumpling in front of him, and then asked Mo Dong who was standing next to him:

"How is his injury? Is there any possibility of recovery?"

"Almost all of his limbs were blown off, and more than 80% of his skin was severely burned.

Fortunately, he is very strong and was discovered in time. As long as he is found a suitable limb replacement, he can be restored to normal state."