After a moment's thought, Pedro suppressed his intention to make a move.

The aura exuded by the master who was suspected of being Emperor Yashin in the Zenit camp on the opposite side was not under him, if he fought, he was not sure that he would be able to win in a short time, so that in case of a real fire, the battle between the two powerhouses would move mountains and reclaim the sea, and the aftermath of the battle would inevitably endanger the ordinary soldiers on the battlefield, causing unnecessary casualties.

Moreover, the Zenit have a strategic master behind the command, if they are pinned down by the opponent's master, then the Zenit army, under the command of this master, is very likely to completely wrap the [Seagod's Spear] in dumplings.

After Pedro extinguished his intention to make a move, the master in the Zenit position on the opposite side also tacitly maintained restraint.

Two powerful forces are faintly facing each other.

The battlefield was still fought by low-level samurai and ordinary soldiers.

As time passed, more and more well-equipped Zenit troops appeared from all sides of the ground, completely encircling Pedro and his tens of thousands of soldiers around the hills.

Fierce fighting lasted from morning to afternoon.

The wilderness and grassland on all sides were covered with the corpses of soldiers who had died in battle, the blood was gathered like a river, the air was filled with a pungent fishy smell, and the scavenging birds that smelled the smell of death howled and chirped in the sky, waiting for a gluttonous feast to begin, and the horses that had lost their masters were alone in gnawing on the bloody grass!

Pedro tried many times to seize the flaws and gaps in the Zenit formation and direct the army to counterattack, but each time, the Zenit reacted in advance and completely crushed the efforts of the Barcelona people with color.

It is clear that there is an extremely clever commander in the Zenit formation, and his command ability is far above Pedro.

In the end, the [Seagod Spear] Legion had to give up the pride of the ninth-level empire and was forced to take a defensive position, and the whole army retreated to the periphery of the hill to defend it, and the number of people had dropped to less than 20,000, which can be described as a heavy loss.

And the attacks of the Zenit are still very crazy, like a steady stream of tides, rushing up wave after wave.

"Kill, avenge the king of Byzantium!"

"Avenge the glorious deaths of King Drew, King Sting, King Leno, King Evergrande, and 11,365 Zenit warriors!"

"Expel the invaders, tooth for tooth, blood for blood!"

The Zenit warriors shouted all kinds of slogans, completely red-eyed, and charged fearlessly.

The shameless Barcelona people did not declare war, killed the kings of the four vassal states in southern Xinjiang, and the life and death of the Byzantine king were unpredictable, and the Barcelona army passed through all the scorched earth, and the civilians were killed and wounded countless times, which has completely aroused the anger of every Zenit, for the blood feud of their compatriots, for the homeland behind them, their parents, wives and children, they would rather die than retreat.

"My lord, I can't stand it, it's better to retreat back and break through!"

An officer who was covered in blood and panicked came back to advise Pedro.

Pedro waved his fingers, a wisp of red flashed, and the officer's head fell to the ground instantly, and then said lightly: "Order all positions, show the courage and glory of the imperial soldiers, give me to hold the position, if you dare to take a step back, the whole team will be killed immediately!"

Joke, in the face of an army of a meagre empire, if the [Poseidon Legion] retreats even one step, it will become the laughing stock of the entire continent.

"Yes!" The officers next to him were stunned, and immediately went to the front line to supervise the battle.

The fighting became more and more fierce.

Where the two sides met, a large number of corpses were piled up, like a small hill, and a dog-tooth battle was launched within a range of less than a hundred meters, repeatedly fighting for every inch of land, and the entire small hill was like a hellish mountain floating in a sea of blood.

As time passed, Pedro's tightly furrowed brow began to stretch.

He turned his head to look behind him, and let out a sigh of relief.

"Calculate the time, it's almost over, hold on for another thirty minutes, you can completely annihilate this Zenit regular main battle army here, so as not to make a lot of trouble, and then, you can attack the Zenit Imperial Capital in one breath, right?"

A smile appeared on Pedro's lips.

Everything is in his plan.

However, the next moment, his smile suddenly froze on his face.

"What? Zenits...... Actually withdrawed?"

I saw that in the distance below the post, with a loud horn sounding, the crazy attacking Zenit army slowly withdrew from the battlefield like the tide of the ebb tide, and each camp cooperated very tacitly, cleaning the battlefield while retreating, like locusts passing through the farmland, taking everything, not only the corpses of their own soldiers, but also various equipment and weapons......

Moreover, even if he retreated, he did not leave the slightest flaw, and he walked slowly, so that Pedro had the heart to command the army to pursue, but it was like facing a hedgehog that was shrunk into a ball, and there was a sense of frustration that a tiger had nowhere to claw.

In less than ten minutes, tens of thousands of Zenit troops completely disappeared into the wild wilderness in the distance.

And less than fifteen minutes before the Zenit army was completely complete, a large group of Barcelona reinforcements appeared in the south, as if it was a black torrent, with a murderous aura like destruction, and came to the bottom of the hill.

Pedro sighed.

This is Barcelona's follow-up Marine [Judgment Hand] legion, and it is also one of the most prestigious main battle legions in the Barcelona Empire, with semi-cavalry equipment and extremely strong combat effectiveness and athletic ability.

In fact, within an hour of encountering the Zenit army, he had signaled the Legion of the [Hand of Judgment] to immediately advance in full force and converge here...... It's a pity that I came a little late.

"In the Zenit military camp, there is definitely a continental-level marshal in charge!"

Pedro sighed.

His original plan was to use himself and the [Seagod's Spear] as bait to attract more Zenit troops to come to the vicinity of Shanggang, and then gather the superior forces of Barcelona to defeat all the Southern Xinjiang Zenit troops in one fell swoop, so that the Zenit people would not have the strength to carry out guerrilla warfare anymore and continue to harass and destroy, but unexpectedly, they were discerned by the other party's commander, and they had already noticed that before the arrival of the [Hand of Judgment], the whole army retreated, and no one gave the Barcelona army any chance to defeat it in one fell swoop.

The first frontal battle between the two armies, although there was no final victory.

But in reality, Pedro thinks he has lost.

This does not bode well.

Ever since he set foot on the territory of Zenit, he had been puzzled by everything he had encountered.

There is no doubt that the Barcelona army was faced with an extremely fierce people with a strong sense of resistance.

"Mistress Pedro, I'm sorry we're late. Surrounded by cavalry, Tello the commander of the [Hand of Judgment] bowed to Pedro, a young man from the Royal Military Academy of La Masia, with an angular young face with the vigor and determination characteristic of a young man.

When it comes to official status, Tello is two cuts below Pedro.

"It doesn't matter, it's the Zenites who are too cunning to perceive our battle plan. "Pedro still admires this young man very much.

In fact, the graduates of La Masia Military Academy with Catalan royal blood have always been very united, because of their natural blood closeness, in the Barcelona military system, they are firmly together, stand in the same camp, protect their own interests, and basically control the military and political power of the entire Barcelona Empire.

In opposition to the military academy were some bureaucrats who had entered the Barcelona military headquarters through other means, led by the captains of the regiments such as Alves, Sánchez and Mascherano, and the two sides fought against each other and had many contradictions.

"My lord, please allow me to lead 10,000 Imperial Iron Cavalry to chase and kill the past, and I will definitely be able to catch up with these lowly Zenit barbarians. "Tello is full of confidence.

"Forget it. Pedro shook his head: "The enemy army is cunning, may set up an ambush, Tello, there is a more important thing for you to do, you lead the cavalry to 'mow the grass' within a radius of a hundred miles, this group of barbarians does not obey the imperial education, is not qualified to reexist in this land, in accordance with the will of God, we must let this beautiful land have a new owner." ”

"Mowing the grass?"

After being slightly stunned, he was immediately overjoyed, and said excitedly: "Obey, my lord, please rest assured, Tello will definitely complete the task 100%." ”

Mowing the grass is an original tactical name coined by the Imperial Military in Barcelona.

In other words, it is genocide, no chickens and dogs are left, and all Zenit people who encounter it are completely exterminated, whether it is commoners, nobles, merchants or tourists, whether it is an elderly person or a half-year-old child, as long as they are not Barcelona, as long as they appear in front of the Barcelona army, they will be slaughtered.

Using this attitude, the Barcelona Empire did not know how many human races and alien empires had been exterminated over the past few hundred years.

For many Barcelona soldiers, 'mowing the grass' means killing and looting, killing, arson, robbery, rape and adultery, and giving full vent to all the desires in their hearts.

The courage of the Zenit for a day, and the seemingly never-ending harassment, had made Pedro impatient and uneasy to exterminate a race that might one day pose a threat to the Barcelona Empire.

In order to take the land within the Zenit realm as quickly as possible, and to accomplish that goal, it is necessary to do whatever it takes.

Alien human life, in Pedro, in the eyes of all Barcelona officers, is not worth mentioning at all.

On the path of militaristic attention for a long time, they have long been accustomed to mass extinction-like slaughter.

Tello led an army of well-armed cavalry and scattered.

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