In order to withstand the fierce attack of the Iron Armored Reich, Enley thought of many ways.

After much thought and layer of screening, Enley finally found that he had only one method to use without any foreign aid.

That is - inspiring the members of the Delan Immortal Team under his command to let them burst out with stronger combat power.

After all, if there is hope to suppress the Iron Armored Reiss in the city, only the Delan Immortal Team is the only one.

The soldiers of the Royal Guard and the soldiers of the garrison were not expected at all.

The soldiers of the Royal Guard were fine, and the individual combat power was about the same as those of the Iron Armored Sharp.

As for the soldiers of the garrison... Enli was satisfied as long as they were not defeated by the armored rookies.

Judging from today's battle situation, Enley's provocation has achieved quite good results.

Most of the soldiers of the undead squad burst out with amazing combat power, suppressing the number of armored sharp men several times theirs, and even killing all the armored sharp men on the battlefield before the rebel reinforcements arrived.

However, the Delan Immortals also paid a considerable price. Today, 19 Delan Immortals soldiers were killed, and the rest of the living were basically injured and exhausted.

However, even though so many of the undead team members under his command had died, all the living were injured and tired of eating. When the sun rises tomorrow, Enli will still force them to fight against the powerful armored Reiss like today.

Without the help of the Delan Immortal Squad, the soldiers of the Royal Guards and the garrison troops would not be able to withstand the fierce attack of the Iron Armored Reiss.

Force these already scarred soldiers to continue to force themselves - this is why Enli feels guilty in his heart.

——Everyone of the Delan Immortals…

Enli silently added a murmur full of apology in his heart.

——Please forgive me, the coach who cannot let you rest and heal you well...

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Britannia Empire, Pandragon, and the defense zone of the Palace of Baiyang.

Ilsa and Alisa walked side by side, and under the protection of the guards, they walked in the temporary hospital.

A small hall in Baiyang Palace was transformed into a temporary hospital, specially used to treat the injured in the Baiyang Palace defense area.

Walking in this palace transformed into a temporary hospital, the injured were filled with painful moans and shrill wails.

On both sides of a corridor in the palace were filled with wounds waiting for treatment.

Ilsa, who was strolling in the middle of this corridor, kept scanning and looking at the wounded lying on both sides of the corridor.

Some of these injuries lost a hand or a foot, and the broken limbs were wrapped in thick bandages, but a large amount of blood still oozed out of the wound, soaking the bandage into weird black, and then dripping it to the ground through the bandage.

Some people have face injuries, thick bandages wrapped around their faces, and they don’t say a word, not knowing whether they are dead or alive.

Some of them seemed to be injured in a fatal place, so they were still very energetic to scream and wail.

Some injuries seemed to hurt, and kept rolling on the ground and moaning, and it took several people to hold him down.

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Ilsa silently captured the painful expressions of these wounded men.

"You...Ilsa..."

Alisa, who walked side by side with Ilsa, whispered to Ilsa's name.

Because I suddenly remembered that Ilsa had told her many times--just just call her name privately, Alisa temporarily changed her words and changed "Your Majesty" to "Ilsa".

"Let's go back?" Alisa asked carefully at Ilsa.

Because she was afraid of these scenes in the hospital, these sounds would have a bad impact on Ilsa.

Tonight's trip to the hospital was temporarily decided by Ilsa.

Alisa firmly opposed Ilsa's idea of ​​"wanting to go to the hospital to take a look" from the beginning.

What is the hospital that treats wounded on the battlefield? Alisa knows best.

The smell of blood floating in the air that makes people feel suffocated, the howling and moaning that makes people's eardrums hurt, and the bloody wound that is unbearable - these three things stimulate the human nerves from smell, hearing, and vision.

Let people who are not used to this kind of scene experience this strong stimulation and have nightmares for several days - the consequences are quite light.

What I fear most is that it will have an impact on the human mind and affect the rest of my life.

It’s a pity—Ilsa just shook her head gently for Alisa’s kind suggestions.

"No, I won't leave."

Although Ilsa's voice was light, her tone was quite firm.

"These soldiers suffered so much injuries for this country."

"If I can't even visit them, then what else can I be an emperor?"

After saying that, Ilsa took the initiative to walk to the injured soldiers and condolences to them.

Among these wounded soldiers, there were many soldiers from the Royal Guard, so they all recognized who the little girl with silver hair and purple eyes in front of them.

His Majesty the Emperor came to visit the injured them in person - it goes without saying how honor it is for the soldiers of the Royal Guards.

"His Majesty!"

"It's Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, sorry... Please forgive me for not being able to get up and salute..."

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With the blessing of these Royal Guard soldiers, His Majesty the Emperor came to visit them in person. One thing spreads to ten, ten hundred, and in a blink of an eye, everyone in the palace transformed into a temporary hospital knew this shocking news.

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"His Majesty!"

Just as Ilsa condolences to each of the wounded patients one by one, a white-haired old woman dressed in a military doctor called Ilsa while rushing to Ilsa, then knelt down on one knee to salute.

Both Ilsa and Alisa recognize the old woman.

This old woman is the general manager of this temporary hospital, an old military doctor who has served the army for decades.

"Get up."

After getting the old military doctor to stand up, Ilsa asked her directly, "Are all kinds of medical supplies still sufficient? Is there enough military doctors? Can so many injuries be digested?"

Seeing that Ilsa threw three such serious questions to her so straightforwardly, the old military doctor was not vague and did not say unnecessary nonsense, and immediately replied:

"Back to Your Majesty. The medical supplies are quite sufficient and the number of military doctors is enough. As long as we work harder, all the current injuries will be treated tomorrow morning."

"Well..." Ilsa nodded, then waved her hand gently, "I understand, then you can step down first and continue to do your business."

Speaking of this, Ilsa paused as if she had remembered something.

Then added:

"Also, please help me tell me - all the military doctors and nurses don't have to salute me or say hello to me after seeing me, they just need to continue to focus on the treatment work at hand."
Chapter completed!