Mungel poked out a head from the mound of dirt, his back burned, and two small sharp stone chips stuck in his face.

As a confidant of His Majesty Harlaus, this is the first time he has been so embarrassed, even if he was injured all over before, he had never seen it so miserable.

"Damn, prince of the royal family, you will not live for three days, and you will be killed in three days! No matter who it is, not even the gods in heaven can protect you!" said Mongel, snarling madly.

Being able to cross two or three levels to make a fifth-level warrior embarrassed so far, Colin is still the only one in the world, and he is proud enough to say it.

"Count the casualties for me!

When Mongel saw that the soldiers and officers were all lying on the ground and wailing, he suddenly became angry, and grabbed General Lucius from the ground with his hands, which was two ear scrapers.

Lucius didn't dare to squeak, nor did he dare to resist with his fighting spirit, silently covered his cheeks, wiped the mud and charred black on his face, and limped to count.

Mungel breathed heavily, his back was still scorching, and in order to prevent infection, it was better to go to a druid or potions master for treatment as soon as possible.

The results of the casualties came out, one second-class mage was missing, two third-class knights died, twelve ordinary soldiers died, five officers were seriously injured, and one hundred and two people, including Mongel, were slightly injured of varying degrees.

As for the missing mage, because he was too close to the fortress just now, he didn't have time to dodge, and it is estimated that he has already been blown into pieces of minced meat.

"What a fucking reason!"

Mongel kicked Lucius in the chest, knocking him to the ground.

"A squad of fifty or sixty men at most! Gave us this appearance! Hundreds of people died one after another! Delayed the attack of the army for more than three hours! Can anyone explain to me why this is happening?"

Everyone was silent, and Lucius, who had fallen to the ground, got up silently and stood aside.

"What the fuck are you talking about??Tell me why?!"

Mungel was close to madness, and the blood flowed down his scorched back with the violent movement of his limbs, congealing with the scorched black on his skin, and he looked extremely hideous.

"My lord, it looks like the enemy has withdrawn from here!

At this moment, a small soldier in charge of the investigation came running from the northern mountain road and shouted to Mungel from a distance.

Mungel took two deep breaths to calm himself down, he really didn't look like a general in the first army just now.

"This terrain can't be ridden, the enemy shouldn't be able to run too far, according to the experience of encountering musketeers during the attack on Crescent City and the retreat of the fortress camp, they should have no ammunition, otherwise they can continue to hold on, we will send people to chase after us, we must kill this group of people!"

Mungel regained his composure, wrapping the wound behind him with an earthy fighting spirit, relieving the pain and stopping the bleeding, as well as preventing the wound from becoming infected.

Wound infection, if not suppressed by medicine, is still terrifying in this world, and even a powerful warrior may capsize in the gutter when he lacks potions.

"Lucius, I'll give you a chance to atone for your sins. Without replying, Mongel said to Lucius, "I'll give you an elite army, and you can take down the enemy's small army for me, and if you can't take it, you don't have to come back!"

"Subordinates obey!"

Lucius gritted his teeth and replied, because of this group, he had suffered the greatest insult in his life, and now he had this opportunity to kill the enemy himself, of course, he was extremely willing, and he could also offset the crime of defeat, why not?

So Lucius set out on the road with a group of two hundred lightly armed knights.

"Hurry up and clear the mound of dirt in the mountain pass!

After seeing off Lucius, Mongel returned to the army with a team with considerable casualties to continue his command.

In other words, while listening to the reports of his subordinates, he endured the pain of potion healing, quite a feeling about Yun Chang's bone scraping to cure poison.

As time passed, after about half an hour, with the combined efforts of magic and workers, the mound of earth several meters high in front of the army was finally pushed away in part, opening a path that allowed the three horses to run side by side.

The workers and mages are still busy on both sides, and the gap will open wider and wider.

Walking through the mound, on both sides of the road were wooden shelves, on which hung a series of heads, and under the shelves were a large pile of corpses, scattered everywhere, round eyes, the wound in the chest or in the abdominal cavity was no longer bleeding, the skin had been poured by heavy rain for several hours, and had been soaked in dirty water for a long time, and it had been blistered a little by the dirty water on the ground, but the face could still be distinguished.

"It's a knight under Lord Baddeley. ”

"They are all true warriors. ”

"I heard that none of them surrendered or fled?

The knights passing by talked in whispers, and the appointed workers stepped forward to collect the bodies of the knights who had died here.

Finally got back on track, and the rebels' forward general, Mongel, finally sighed, the commander of the first army is really not good!

The army on this side began to advance in an orderly manner, and Lucius on the other side also hurried after suppressing the wounds on his body.

A group of 200 people, four people in a row ran down the hillside quickly, each of them was extraordinary, the speed was twice as fast as the "Leviathans", and in less than half an hour, the "Leviathans" would be caught and annihilated.

The premise is that this team of transcendents does not step on a mine.

"Boom!"

An explosion suddenly sounded in the front row, and several people were suddenly blown into the sky, and more than a dozen people were beaten into a sieve by the ejected steel balls.

"It's made! There's an ambush! Evacuate!"

Lucius was shocked and commanded his team to retreat.

The team obediently retreated, but unexpectedly encountered two more mines, one in the back and one in the team, and more than fifty people died on the spot.

This calmed down the knights, who stood still, not daring to move.

"Don't move! The enemy has set up an ambush here! Maybe we have a magic trap under our feet! If we lift our feet, we will all die!"

Lucius raised his hands and ordered everyone not to act without permission, for fear that anyone would still have a "magic trap" under their feet.

These high-ranking transcendents never thought that they would be framed by a group of ordinary people in such a situation, and they didn't even dare to raise their feet.

The group is frozen here like this, you look at me, I look at you, it's very embarrassing.

They seemed to see the target they were going to pursue, as if they were not far away and waved goodbye to them, but did not come to kill them.