Chapter 562: Withdrawal (Second Update)

Horror, what is horror. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Shura, what is Shura. Here, the eldest prince fully presents the horrors of Shura to Cao Chun.

One thousand against seven hundred, in just two quarters of an hour, there were only three hundred Praetorian Guards and five hundred Shura left in the crowd still fighting on the battlefield. In Cao Chun's opinion, this is such an incredible thing. Foot battle against foot battle, and the number of people is still at a disadvantage, most of the time the other party does not cooperate at all, and there is still such a result. If it weren't for Cao Chun's own eyes, Cao Chun would not have believed it. And Cao Chun estimated that even if he went back to tell his brothers, I'm afraid not many people would believe it.

Not only Cao Chun, but even all the Praetorian Guards present were all wide-eyed, thus forgetting that it was their own compatriots who were slaughtered below.

Suddenly, the Praetorian Guards reflected, and a deafening shout of killing erupted from the eldest prince's side. Cao Chun looked up and saw that the huge cavalry group began to charge.

"General, let the 3,000-man team press forward, and let the 2,000-man team hold the position. In addition, General Mingjin will retire! Cao Chun took the reins in his hand and couldn't help but say.

"No, this enemy army is exhausted. If you don't take advantage of this opportunity to wipe them out, there will be big trouble in the future. The Praetorian Guard general pointed at the Shura who were still killing their own soldiers with the whip in his hand.

"General, then our casualties are too great. And in case of the slightest carelessness, I am afraid that we will ......" The enemy's cavalry has already begun to charge, and the only one hundred and ten cavalry on the side of the Praetorian Guard are infantry and the only one hundred and ten cavalry are also sentinels, and it is impossible for them to be put on the battlefield as the main force. The cavalry already had super lethality against the infantry, and now the morale of its own soldiers is also depressed due to the carnage being staged on the battlefield. If one is not careful, I am afraid that the eldest prince will not be as simple as winning.

However, the Janissary generals were also thinking from the right angles. Seven hundred men against a thousand, without any fancy damage, and less than two hundred men were annihilated. Although the casualties were not large, his physical strength had reached the limit. So, this opportunity now is a rare one. If you don't take this opportunity to wipe them all out, and when they recover, I'm afraid you will have to pay a thousand more people. The aim of the Praetorian Guard general was to slay the Grand Prince's cavalry before they arrived.

"Avenge your brother who died in battle! Kill~! The general of the Praetorian Guard gave the order, and a thousand soldiers of the 2,000-man squad rushed out with a roar. This time, they didn't care about any formation, and ran away like wild beasts.

In the center of the battlefield, there were still more than a hundred remaining Praetorian Guards, and they were already surrounded by the Shura armed with double blades. The situation on both sides has changed dramatically. Two quarters of an hour ago, the Praetorian Guards surrounded Shura, and two quarters of an hour later the hunters were the prey. The commander of the 1,000-man team knew that he had no chance of surviving, but he also saw the direction of his own camp and had sent reinforcements. "Brothers, a thousand brothers are left with us. This is our shame, if we are still alive in this world, how will we face our dead brothers in the future. So, I chose to fight. What about you? ”

"Fight! War! War! ...... "All the soldiers of the 1,000th Detachment who were still alive took advantage of this brief respite to burst out into their last roar.

"However, we cannot die in vain. Brothers, go in the direction of this formation. Our reinforcements have arrived, and the task of destroying the enemy and avenging us is left to them! Kill~! The first commander burst into applause, and the first one to lift his sword and rush out. The remaining hundred or so soldiers also roared again, and the swords in their hands were raised again.

"Kill~!"

Still in that costume, still so indifferent, after each Shura saw the enemy rushing over, he still didn't say a word, and each raised the blade in his hand and faced it head-on. It's just that their speed is not as good as it used to be. However, it is more than enough to deal with more than 100 remnants.

When the 2,000-man team arrived at the battlefield, the last soldier of the 1,000-man team also fell to the ground at this time.

Annihilated! Not a single survivor.

"Kill~!" Watching the second thousand-division fall with a smile with his own eyes couldn't hold back any longer. The blood in his body boiled instantly, and the war knife in his hand swung violently. The blade in Shura's hand, who had already fought a big battle, finally couldn't withstand this huge pressure. With a crisp but piercing metal crash, the blade in Shura's hand snapped, and the second thousand-commander's sword slashed through his chest, spurting the same hot blood on his face. But the second commander didn't wipe it, and the war knife in his hand swung towards the second Shura.

Just as the 2,000-strong team collided with the Shura, the cavalry group of the eldest prince also arrived behind the Shura. The remaining Shura, who had less than 500 people, was suddenly like a sandwich, sandwiched between the Praetorian Guard and his own cavalry. However, none of the remaining Shura flinched, and the blade that was already stained with blood in his hand was raised again, following its master and stabbing the enemy in the chest.

In the blink of an eye, the scuffle began again. This time, the 2,000-strong team of the Praetorian Guard had to face not only the exhausted Shura, but also the energetic knights.

A soldier of the Praetorian Guard finally killed a Shura with a single sword after a hard fight, but before he could be happy, a sharp scimitar flashed with a cold light, and a slightly smiling head flew high. While his consciousness was not completely extinguished, he saw the other party's knight like a tide, but all this was okay for him.

The knights of the Great Prince quickly interspersed in Shura, and rushed to the most central battle circle in the shortest time. The galloping horses and thunderous scimitars brought up puffs of blood, and one Praetorian Guard soldier after another fell to the ground.

No one flinched, not including the Praetorian Guard, including the Shuras. All of them were wielding their weapons vigorously, venting their anger on the bodies of their enemies. On this battlefield, with every breath, a few or a dozen soldiers screamed and fell in a pool of blood, but no one stopped, no one took pity on the departure of the enemy, and no one rejoiced in the tragic death of the enemy. If you don't die, I have to die, so that I can live, you should die!

"General, withdraw your troops. If they don't withdraw, there will be few brothers left in the 2,000-man team. ”

The second contact also lasted for a short time, and Dawan's Praetorian Guard fell to the upper hand again. The attack of the Great Prince's army was too fierce.

"General, give the order. The army of the eldest prince has also suffered heavy losses, and if we do not withdraw, our losses will be too great. "Cao Chun really can't stand it. This kind of attack at all costs is brutal. Not only to the enemy, but also to their own people. In order to eliminate the Great Prince's Shura army, the Praetorian Guard has already paid the price of more than 1,300 people. And the Shura army, which had only been less than 700 people since the beginning of the war, was now left with less than 200 people. Although they were not wiped out, they were not many in number, and they had no successor to replenish their strength, and the blow they suffered today was undoubtedly huge.

The Praetorian Guard general sighed, and had to nod helplessly, "Withdraw the troops!" ”