The order for the great retreat, carried by the flapping wings of a messenger bird, quickly spread out from Cage Mountain as its center.

It could be said that wherever the influence of Graycastle existed, this directive was executed to the fullest extent. There was no shirking, no cutting corners. Half a year was enough for those nobles who had pledged allegiance to understand Roland Wimbledon's style of doing things.

Even they themselves were surprised by the "power" they displayed – requests that seemed impossible in the past were now being overcome one by one with all-out effort. Encountering problems, pondering problems, solving problems; the same group of people were producing completely different results under a different system.

Jean Batte Baron was one of them.

Looking at the busy atmosphere in his manor, he felt a mixture of emotions. He had originally thought that his family was just a small family lacking in both ability and ambition. Precisely because they posed no threat to the Wolf Lord, or to the Fangs and Red Stone Gate, they were allowed to manage Deepwater Bend, in order to maintain a delicate balance between the great houses.

But now, his scholars and subordinates were coordinating the turnover of tens of thousands of people in the port, as well as the dispatch of thousands of ships – although a large part of them were fishing boats, even the smallest boats needed to dock to load and unload. The former was equivalent to the total population of a large inland city, and the latter was even more than the number of merchant ships along the entire Wolfheart coast in the past.

Normally, the Baron would never have believed that his family had the ability to control such a large situation. If someone mentioned it, he would only think that the other party was either joking, or simply didn't understand how complex management was.

However, Jean Batte discovered that he had not only underestimated his own level, but also the abilities of his clansmen.

As long as they were forced hard enough, and supplemented with correct leadership methods and regulations, people could be squeezed out of such amazing potential.

At first, he served Graycastle more out of reluctant choice, after all, his life and fate were controlled by others, and he couldn't refuse. But gradually, he found that he actually liked this feeling. An order would be issued, and thousands of people would act in coordination, efficiently and accurately solving the task, as if this was the true essence of power.

Even though he now had several "superiors" over him compared to before, the concept of wielding power was clearer than in the past – he believed that his subordinates also had a similar feeling, which could be seen from their busy but energetic faces.

Leading a hundred smart people is better than leading ten thousand fools; perhaps this was the Baron's most profound experience.

Relying on these systems that were very different from "aristocratic practices", he could turn previously unremarkable people into smart people, so how much power could the real smart people exert for him?

Jean Batte now had no doubt that Roland Wimbledon would eventually become the sovereign of the four kingdoms.

——If only humanity can survive the Battle of Divine Will.

...

Apart from the upper-level managers being busy, the civilian actions were also bustling.

This benefited from Graycastle's past performance of keeping promises and repaying debts in evacuation actions, which made its announcements have extremely high credibility. Hearing that the First Army was offering high rewards for those who transferred soldiers and weapons for Graycastle, all those who had the ability to get a share of the pie took action.

The first to respond were the people who lived by the sea – the sailors who had previously rented carriages everywhere and specialized in land transportation, had now all returned to their main business.

Then came the fishermen. Since the conditions offered by the First Army were priced according to the number of people and the weight of the materials, and the strait between Grand Duke Island and the mainland was not wide, not to mention single-masted sailboats, many people brought out their ancestral sampans. If there were no sails, there were still oars to use. As long as they could row back and forth across the strait, it would be a good few gold royals of income, and everyone could calculate this.

Therefore, in order to be able to carry more people and materials at one time, there were also many modifications of multi-hull sampans and tandem sampans. Even if they were scrapped after one or two trips to the sea, it would be very worthwhile.

The First Army, apart from requiring that "each ship must have a shed to shield against falling snow", accepted all other tossing. For a time, the sea was filled with ships of all sizes coming and going, looking like ants moving house from afar.

Of course, the Witch Union was not idle either.

Seagull almost had to travel back and forth between the two places nearly fifty times a day, and was also the most efficient means of transportation among all vehicles. Lightning and Maggie cooperated with the air knights to patrol the area west of Grand Duke Island, jointly driving away occasional sporadic demon beasts. Moril and Hummingbird, this excellent partner, made the original time-consuming loading and unloading work simple and easy. It can be said that without their assistance, relying solely on the throughput of the docks in several port cities would not be able to undertake such a huge migration task.

Personnel, weapons, engineering equipment... the materials that took several weeks to transport to Grand Duke Island were moved away in just a few days. According to common sense, such a hasty retreat would almost certainly turn into a rout. It would be good enough to bring people back, and it was unavoidable that most of the materials would be lost. But the fact showed that the way those things were transported to Grand Duke Island was basically the way they were transported back. Apart from the abandoned building materials and some insignificant tools, the final loss rate of materials such as weapons and ammunition was less than 10%, and this amazing control efficiency once again allowed everyone to appreciate the overall strength of Graycastle.

And just as the evacuation was nearing completion, Sylvie issued the highest level of warning to the command headquarters!

A large number of devils have appeared in the Red Mist Zone!

...

Almost at the same time, Hackzord "saw" the observer through the parasitic eye guard. She seemed to suddenly appear in his mind, and every move was clear.

A female Awakened with long green hair, also the key elimination target mentioned by Ursrook in the report – she has an extremely wide field of vision, and is a great strategic threat to the devils, only God's Stone can block it.

It silently remembered the other party's appearance, and then turned away.

This person is staying in the heavily guarded center of the city. Eliminating her is a good suggestion, but it should not be done by it. It is the King's most important general, the King's right-hand man. If it is damaged, it will be an irreparable regret for the clan, so there is absolutely no reason to take risks personally.

What's more, Hackzord has more important goals.

According to sentry reports, humans have been very active in the Wolfheart coastal area recently, especially Grand Duke Island. There seems to be a large number of ships entering and leaving recently. Obviously, the opponent has taken a fancy to this natural barrier in the strait and does not intend to give it away.

There is no doubt that they will pay a heavy price for this mistake.

According to the information obtained from the nobles of Everwinter, the Graycastle army is only tens of thousands. If it can swallow the garrison on Grand Duke Island in one go, it will definitely greatly weaken the strength of mankind.

It wants to prove to Nightmare and other Grand Dukes that it, the Lord of the Sky, can also lead the Western Front to victory!

Thinking of this, Hackzord opened the first Door of Distortion!