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Chapter 1627 Defending Daimon -Part 16

"Boss! I do not think this is a good sign!" Xiong Da suddenly came into Jin\'s communication interface. "We tried to slash the mobs when they were stationary but the moment we did that, they did not die. Instead, they regenerate the second the blade leaves their necks. It was as if their regeneration increases multifold."

Jin quickly shouted out that the Forest Troll\'s regeneration had multiplied and the military council who were elated previously quietly sat down before one of the old men asked what time is it right now.

"1856Hrs, Sir!" The officer replied and suddenly every single old man had their grins frozen as it slowly turned into a big huge frown.

"Interim Leader Jin, I suggest falling back right at this instance. The attack has to wait and if we do not return soon enough, we might mount even more causalities than expected." One of the old military council members said.

"Do not speak to me in cryptic ways. Tell me plainly what are we experiencing right now?!" Jin ordered.

"The Moon, Interim Leader. It\'s the moon." One of them quickly spoke out.

"You may not know about this but-" Before the old men said anything else.

"Does the Moon in whatever state it is in provide the monster some sort of unique ability?" Jin had read enough books, and even seen enough shows to know that there might be something up with the powers of the moon.

"We are not spouting bullshit. The moon does have an effect on the monsters and we should be glad that it\'s currently half moon rather than a new moon." The old men collectively agreeing on it spells trouble for Jin as this was not just a hearsay kind of gossip but an actual report.

"I won\'t ask for the reason but what are we looking at? Does this only affect the trolls or the Metal Ogres as well?" Jin asked but every second he was trying to get information, the more the rest were anxious about the retreat.

"At the moment, the Trolls seem to be reacting this way but I cannot say that it does not apply to the Metal Ogres." The old men said and Jin sighed very badly.

"Retreat. Send the order for a systematic retreat. Use the tanks as cover and tell them to use their ammunition sparingly." Jin had a bad feeling that this would go southwards. Even if the Eastern Daimon Assault Force could sortie a retreat, there were no trenches done at all or any defensive lines being made unlike the hasty preparations done on the Western Front.

Just as the retreat had been sounded off, Jin asked for an emergency meeting for the ears of the higher up only, and instantly, glass panels were being raised so that they would be in a container where Jin looked at each of them with anger seething out of his eyes.

"What the actual fuck."

"What the actual fuck are you military pieces of shit doing?" Jin was too mad for more words.

"We thought you knew that they could be affected by the Moon. It\'s common sense around these parts and you are one of the commanders from the Archduke\'s personal army. We should be the ones saying what the fuck to you." One of the old men said that Jin did not bother remembering his name.

"Indeed. We assumed you have some magnanimous grand plan that could save us all when you proposed destroying the Forest Trolls."

"But no one bothered to say a word about the Moon phase? Is that not an important part of planning as well but the fact that you people kept your mouths shut and never bothered mentioning it once ever?" Jin could see that some kid had become lord and was a favourite of Archduke Dyke. Won\'t the downfall of Daimon City be the best place for them to earn the Archduke a favour?

Every single old man on that table was thinking that way which made Jin\'s blood boil. Sure, he might not have their experience and knowledge and so far from what he could see, they were jealous of his success in the career that he had so it was pretty obvious, they knew Jin did not plan for the moon phase.

As there was no time to go down to the ground to affirm people\'s thoughts about the plan, everyone with their boots in the mud assumed that the higher ups knew what the hell they were doing and not creating some massive suicide move to appease the public.? Little did they know that even with Daimon City at stake, these old military council members were still playing a game of cat and mouse which infuriated Jin to his core.

"Very well. Very Fucking Well."? Jin slammed his hands on the table and the old men were delighted that they finally trapped this little lordling in a corner. Now each one of them was dying to shine and take the place as Interim Leader so they could continue to lead. However, they also promise each other that whoever Jin chooses, it does not make much difference, so long they get to control Daimon City as the Interim Leader.

They agreed that once they became the leader, they as a group would move out from Daimon City via the north and let Daimon City fail while reporting to the Archduke the failures of Jin.

Heh. As if it was that simple for them.