Chapter 581: Bringing the King into the Urn

Xia Lan's decision did not surprise Berlant, because he knew very well what kind of person he was with day and night, and the lives of nearly 10,000 people could be cut off without blinking an eye. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info As the saying goes, those who achieve big things are not informal, and being ruthless is the only way to success, but the ruthlessness he showed made Berlant feel a chill in his heart.

It seems that there is no so-called non-abandonable person in his world, as long as he can achieve his own goals, he definitely belongs to the unscrupulous type.

There is no doubt that this poisonous plan is a double-edged sword, it not only hurts the military strength of both sides, but at the same time, it is conceivable that Xia Lan will bear the infamy of Qianfu afterwards!

Since the Holy War, Xia Lan has always enjoyed a high reputation with his excellent achievements, and most of the middle and lower-ranking officers and non-commissioned officers are willing to follow this invincible miracle god of war. However, after this incident, although the exploit of destroying the main force of the Golden Legion can silence many people, his reputation among the lower echelons of the army is bound to plummet, and even the upper echelons of the Templar will change their perception of him.

Unless-

Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and his gaze met Xia Lan's eyes as deep as rivers and seas.

"I see."

Berlant took a deep breath.

"After the war, I will bear the responsibility of disregarding the lives of my soldiers and not hesitating to flood the whole army!"

After a brief thank-you speech, there was no need for superfluous words, because both of them understood each other's stakes, Xia Lan turned around and shifted his gaze to the map again.

"This is probably the last time we'll work together."

β€œβ€¦β€¦ The Judge Advocate General's Office will inevitably find me afterwards, and I will not go with them to a court-martial. Berlant said in silence.

"At this point in the war, the general trend is no longer something that can be changed by individuals, and it is time for me to leave."

"It's better to go back, I'm sure Herris will welcome you back." Charland Road.

"In the future, I will let Parsifal assist you, although he is slightly inferior to me in all aspects, it is more than enough for you to be a staff member to deal with the current situation." Berlante Road.

"You've worked hard all these years."

"Just do what you are told."

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On the banks of the Volosen River, more than 8,000 soldiers were assembled in the posture of the Glaive Formation, chariots, swords and shields constituted the first line of defense, pikemen were in the second line waiting for an opportunity to attack the enemy, long-range crossbowmen were reared in the rear to form a firing array, and a large number of cavalry were around the commander, ready to launch the order to launch a surprise attack.

And in front of this army, the endless enemy army was advancing in an orderly manner, and when it was a thousand steps away, with the sound of a vast and distant trumpet, the shaking earth suddenly calmed down.

"They're finally here."

Berlante, who was accompanying Xia Lan, said with a complicated gaze.

"It's going to be a tough battle before the flood hits, and if we want to fool them, we have to show the tenacity to fight to the death!"

"Understood! I'll take the risk to seduce them! ”

Xia Lan, who was wearing a silver mask, said in a flat tone, and then waved his hand to the herald beside him, and a large banner symbolizing the identity of the coach was erected high, and the drum horn that boosted morale resounded in the sky in an instant.

The two sides are tense, and the battle is about to break out at any time.

Knock knock knock -

The first charge drum sounded, and the soldiers in the vanguard of the enemy army with huge tower shields slowly began to approach with a slow pace, followed by crossbowmen in a line, and countless cavalry roamed behind.

When the enemy's forward was about 300 steps away from the front of Xia Lan's formation, under the command of the special horn order, the crossbowmen launched a projectile in unison, and the rain of arrows in the sky shot rhythmically towards the enemy, and the tragic battle broke out completely!

In several encounters between the enemy and us, with a solid defensive position, Xia Lan successfully resisted waves of enemy attacks, and judging from the number of casualties on both sides, Xia Lan's side undoubtedly had an advantage.

But as time went on, the continuous death of soldiers on the front line doubled the pressure on the defenses, and the enemy forces were clearly still not strong, as if waiting for the fleeting fighters to launch a surprise attack.

The battle lasted from early morning to noon, when the enemy's roaming ironclad cavalry suddenly jumped out of the shield guard and rushed into a certain gap that could not be filled, but fortunately Berlant had already anticipated this situation, and the pikemen who had been waiting for the opportunity to surround the cavalry brigade that was trying to rampage at once, and it was not long before the trouble caused by this cavalry was solved.

"If it doesn't go on like this, sooner or later our formation will expose more gaps to give the opponent a chance to strike a fatal blow, lead your cavalry to prepare a counter-charge to disrupt the enemy's attack rhythm!"

Berant, who was in command of the center, sweated profusely and came to Xia Lan's front road.

"Hold the rear, I'll come when I go!"

As he spoke, Xia Lan drew the long sword in his hand, as if releasing a signal, and the surrounding knights drew their swords in response.

As the enemy's vanguard rushed into the front line of chariots and shields like siege ants, suddenly these stubbornly resisting soldiers gave way to a wide path, and before they could react, a surging wave of cavalry engulfed them.

Wielding a blade like the wind to take away the lives one by one, the splashes of blood continued to stain the robes red, and Xia Lan, who was caught off guard, broke into the enemy's Chinese army, wantonly slashing the panicked enemies around him. From the sky, the cavalry of Xia Lan pierced into a cloud of butter like a red-hot dagger, tearing a huge scar.

After seeing the banner of the enemy commander from a distance, Xia Lan no longer chose to continue to charge forward, but led the army to turn around and fight back, he knew very well that once the other party seized the time to form a circle, their cavalry army would all be buried here.

"It's a pityβ€”"

A sigh came from the towering black background and the gold-edged marshal.

"Captain Elroy! Since you think it's a pity, why didn't you just let us come forward and kill each other? ”

Beside the legionnaire, a guard dressed in black armor stepped forward.

"The Silver and White Holy Sword is not an unknown person, since he has the courage to enter it, he must have the confidence to retreat with his whole body, so he can't make a move on you, not to mention that the balance of war has shifted in our favor, and no matter how hard the other party struggles, he can't change this result."

The captain of the Nineteenth Golden Legion of the Heather Empire said with a look of wisdom in his hand.

"It's just that I wonder why this young man, who has created countless miracles of war, would stupidly provoke us! Does he really think that he can defeat us with a hastily assembled motley army? Could it be that there is some conspiracy hidden in it? ”

"No, he's not stupid, but he has to!" The black-clothed guard said, "Not long ago, I received a precious piece of information that the reason why this silver-white holy sword is attacking us is because of an order from the Holy Church!" ”

"Huh?" Elroy said in a thick nasal voice.

"Someone in the Templar wants his life!" The black-clothed guard said directly: "It is rumored that he has violated the interests of many people after being confirmed as a candidate for the Holy Son......

There was no need for the other party to continue, Elroy also understood the key, and his majestic face suddenly showed a hearty smile.

"Haha! It's all like this, and the inside of the Templar is still thinking about fighting for power! Such a rotten organization deserves to fall under the iron hooves of the Empire! Pass me the order! Charge the whole army! ”

Finally, Elroy was keenly aware of the limits of the opponent's defensive position, and immediately issued an order!

After all, defeat is inevitable, and the motley army under Xia Lan's command has been able to support it until now, but the collapse of the will to fight cannot be cheered up, no matter how much it is inspired.

After a battle, Xia Lan and Berant exchanged glances at each other, and then slowly withdrew with the defeated army towards the Volosen River.

The wide and deep Vorosen River ushered in countless water dogs who fled for their lives, and the turbulent water continued to carry the soldiers who screamed for help, and there were imperial soldiers in front of them into the flock, and there were great rivers in the back, and the sad thing is that the defeated army did not even have the courage to fight against the water!

"It's coming!"

Finally, after breaking off with Xia Lan on the bank of the river, Berante suddenly said with relief.

"I sensed it."

Xia Lan rode on his war horse and calmly looked at the swarming enemy army in front of him.

Sword Domain

He muttered silently.

Then, without hesitation, he rushed to the front alone!

Countless swords, guns, and arrows raged like a storm of visible enemies in his domain, stumps and severed arms flew sideways, blurred visceral flesh and blood smeared the ground, and the terrifying images stimulated everyone's eyes.

"Something is abnormal!"

As the head coach, Elroy had no intention of Xia Lan's killing, and his attention was all on the Vorosen River in the upper reaches of the Brunwig Mountains!

"Withdraw! The whole army retreated at once! ”

In an instant, Elroy's face turned pale, and he hurriedly roared at the herald.

"Captain Elroy! What's wrong? The black-clothed guard, who was about to lead people to surround Xia Lan, was stunned.

"The sound of the water! I sensed the torrent of water pouring down the Brunwig forest! They want to drown us! Elroy said angrily with his round red eyes.

"But ......"

The black-clothed guards looked at most of the enemy soldiers in front of them who jumped into the Volosen River to flee for their lives, could it be ......

"That's right! They want to die with us! ”

"The problem is that it's too late to withdraw! And, are you willing to lose this war? The black-clothed guard gritted his teeth. Don't forget, the other party's silver-white holy sword is still broken, as long as you kill him, you can at least save some of your reputation! ”

Elroy quickly calmed down, his gaze as piercing as a blade at Xia Lan, who was still killing wantonly in the distance.

"The front army and the flank armies on both flanks can't be saved, re-pass my orders, do everything possible to encircle the enemy commander, and the middle and rear armies will retreat with me!"

"And you ...... Come to me with his head! If the hunt fails, don't come back! ”

"Yes! Do your bidding! (To be continued.) )