The steppe people's poor command system was in chaos again, and by the time Ran Ri Doran had easily sorted out the chaos and stabilized the team again, Philip had already led the people to disappear into the vast wilderness.

At this time, the heavy cavalry regiment led by Anne and Francis also began to retreat to the city in an orderly manner after eliminating more than 300,000 steppe people.

The steppe people chased and killed, wanting to eat the broken troops in one bite, but they were cut off by the Red Rose Heavy Armor Knights led by Calitan, who had long been ambushed aside, and lost nearly 60,000 horses to stabilize the formation, but they were unable to pursue.

The heavy armored cavalry regiment of Kalitan and the two cities calmly retreated to Gaokan City with the proud record of killing 360,000 enemies and not more than 3,000 casualties of their own.

After this battle, Ranri Dolan had to set up camp 10 kilometers away from Gaokan City for two whole days, on the one hand, to reinvigorate the morale of the army, and on the other hand, to step up the construction of supplementary siege equipment.

Philip also completed the task of harassment, welcoming Caesar and another paladin, who was a step late, and the 7,000-strong Knights of the Templars led by them 30 kilometers away from the steppe camp.

A day later, Ranri Dolan, who couldn't wait, dispatched the main force, and 2 million grassland elites launched a continuous saturation attack on Gaokan City at the beginning.

The remaining 1 million or so men formed a barrel formation, blocking Philip and Caesar's ranks.

At this stage, Ranri Doran was not a particularly good military strategist, but he knew the severity of the current situation, and he had witnessed the incredible power of the Knights Templar.

Ignoring Philip's harassment and seduction, he relied on a large number of horses, trenches, and bed crossbows to block the Templars' attacks, believing that the western walls of the city of Gaokan, which had been badly damaged not long ago, would not be able to hold out for long in the face of such a large army, and they were all in a race against time.

However, to his disappointment, the western wall of Gaokan City was even higher than before after the reconstruction, and although the surface was covered with huge cracks, it looked like it was crumbling, but no matter how many huge stones thrown by trebuchets smashed on it, it could not be shaken in the slightest.

Then he learned that Wardman had taken advantage of the extreme cold weather to build a thick wall of ice out of mortar, rebar, and masonry, which was unlikely to be smashed from the front until it warmed up in March of the following year.

Fortunately, most of the moat was thawed, allowing the steppe people to advance several times faster, and all kinds of siege equipment no longer had to pass through the narrow stone bridge, and the damage rate was reduced by at least thirty percent.

After a day and a night of fierce battles, after paving a road to the city again with human lives, with 10,000 elite Axun and 200,000 ordinary Axun as the main force, the grassland people finally climbed the wall of the west wall of Gaokan City.

The Wards on the city walls retreated, and hundreds of thousands of crazy steppe people rushed into Gaokan City, but this time it was no longer the collapsed houses and the wounded soldiers who had no time to evacuate, but a transformed city of street fighting.

In the 10 blocks near the city walls, half of the houses were demolished, and the masonry and timber that were removed were built into barricades and walls, and the remaining houses were all tall and sturdy, and their doors and windows were sealed, and they became huge fortresses, full of barbed wire and barbed horses.

10 blocks are 10 lines of defense, and in order to pass through these 10 lines, the steppe people will have to consume at least a million troops.

And that's not even counting the secret doors left in the barricades, where at every critical moment, heavy cavalry regiments would rush into battle from unexpected directions, crushing the attacking steppe people into pieces along the neat streets.

After another day of fierce fighting, the Prairie finally occupied 8 blocks, inflicting more than 20,000 casualties on the opposing two-city coalition army, but they also paid the price of millions.

At this time, Philip's department, together with the Knights of the Temple led by Caesar, broke through the blockade of the steppe people, and drove hundreds of thousands of rout troops to the outside of Gaokan City, attacking inside and outside, making the steppe people a turtle in the urn.

At this time, everyone knew that the conspiracy of the steppe people had gone bankrupt again, and their remaining more than 600,000 remnants of soldiers were cowering in less than 16 square kilometers of land inside and outside the city, with heavy and half-destroyed materials and half of the elite forces, and they had lost the ability to advance in any direction, and what awaited them would be bloody revenge and massacre.

After a night of repairs, the next morning, signaling the Wards' counteroffensive began with a sky of rockets and crossbows covering the steppe camp.

Caritan of the Red Rose, Anne of the Dragonlance, Francis of the Wild Lion, Kit of the Shadow Hunter, and Howard of the Giant Bear, all of the leaders of the second and third generations took turns to attack the Prairie People.

Of course, the craziest of them all is Leonard of the Rock, who leads the last elite of the Rock to fight with the blood feud of his grandfather, grandmother and father, and is extremely brave and crazy.

He always rushed to the front, using the most cruel means to kill every steppe person in front of him, even if he was covered with more than ten sores.

Even after killing the last of the steppe warriors who resisted, he did not stop, but with the same crazy group of soldiers red-eyed, searching for and slaughtering the dying wounded in every corner, even the mounts.

The others tacitly chose to ignore it, turned their backs and sealed off the battlefield, allowing the bloody slaughter to calm the anger and pain in the hearts of these warriors.

It's a pity that after searching for a long time, no one has found any trace of the Western Grassland Daxun Ran Ri Duolan, and I don't know how he escaped in this dense battlefield.

Far away on the top of a mountain more than 10 kilometers away, Ran Ri Dolan spat out a mouthful of blood, this was the first time he had teleported such a long distance, even with the help of a Horcrux, his entire body had suffered the power of spatial tearing, and he was quite injured.

He looked at the majestic city in the distance and covered his eyes in pain.

An extraordinarily large golden eagle prostrated beside him, and the strong guards wrapped a heavy blanket around him, and then gently carried him into the saddle on the golden eagle's back.

The golden eagle flapped its wings more than ten meters long as much as he could, rolled up a powerful air flow and flew into the sky, crossed the vast mountains, and flew towards the grassland in the northeast and his hometown.

As he looked at the few small pieces of spirit stones that were sturdily bound behind him, and even a Templar's breastplate, he could always see Turisa's face engraved with the weathered years, and the last pleading admonition.

He knew he would come back one day, and he would crush the city to dust in the distance, whether or not it would be more majestic and solid.

The Templar's might left an unforgettable impression on him, as was the blood feud between his sister and brother-in-law, and of course the lives of countless steppe warriors.

Although he didn't know the secrets of those Templars, as a high-ranking cleric who held the mysteries of the world's most powerful powers, he already had several guesses when he experienced the fluctuations of that divine power up close.

Even if the barren land of the grassland cannot be copied one by one, as long as one or two of them are unlocked, it will bring about a radical change.

What's more, with his intelligence and the cuirass as a reference, after a few days of studying, he now has a practical idea, as long as it is realized, it is the moment when revenge comes.

This time, maybe you don't have to save for more than ten years.

After joining up with the Knights Templar led by Caesar, Philip automatically gave up his position as the main attacker and followed behind these powerful knights to play support.

From the moment he saw the ice-forged wall, he knew that his grandfather Brad and the others were fully prepared, and the final victory must belong to the city of Gaokan, to the southeast.

Since he could not die or sacrifice a little, he would not have pushed these precious warriors into the arms of death on the eve of victory.

A frenzied massacre unfolded in the back of the steppe people, and once again witnessed the strength of the Knights Templar, more than just weaponry.

At the last moment, he even chose to sit back and watch under the hint of his grandfather, just besieged outside the city walls, and did not let go of any steppe people.

He saw the final battle from the air, and also saw the tears of the warriors of the rock when they could no longer find a living steppe man.

Giving the party to Calitan, he returned to the Lion Castle, and did not even politely accompany Caesar to the temple.

He knew that his mission for the time being had been completed, and the next step was to make the final clearance in the entire southeast.

Everyone knows that with the end of this tragic offensive and defensive battle, the whole battle has come to an end, and after paying an incomparably tragic price, the steppe people finally failed, even if hundreds of thousands of steppe people gathered again outside the eastern wall of Gaokan City, it was meaningless.

Like the three major military cities in trouble, the blizzard on the grassland at this moment has been raging intermittently for ten days, and the snow depth has reached more than half a meter, and the southern grasslands and western grasslands have been unable to organize more reinforcements, not to mention the small tribes at the bottom, even the medium tribes with a total population of nearly one million may not have enough surplus food to survive this disaster year.

They will face another accumulation and a long wait.

On the surface, the Wardsmann Empire was victorious, and the steppe people lost, but most of the southeast has become a ruin, and countless people have lost their loved ones and homes, so there is no winner in this war, they all lost.

Coincidentally, when the remnants of the steppe people scattered on the land were wiped out seven days later, and when reinforcements from the imperial capital re-established a defensive line in the central city, Philip also cut off the head of the last steppe man in the town of Heilong, 700 kilometers away from the southeastern capital of Galost.

He looked in the direction of the city of Calost in the distance, stretched out his palm to let a crystal snowflake fall on the palm of his hand, and then the warmth of his skin turned into a small trace of water, cold, just like his mood now.

The vast land was covered with the corpses of steppe and ward, especially on the temporarily raised city wall, where a tall and handsome middle-aged knight stood.