Arantlan's reaction was not unpleasant, but the trap had been touched, so how easy was it to jump out?

At the same time as he gave the order to retreat, a full 80,000 Frankish troops had been killed from all sides, and they were signaled by the fire that had been ignited by Arantlan. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

All of this was expected by Arantlan, and although the enemy's speed came quickly, fortunately, Arantran had withdrawn his troops from the burning deer in time and adjusted the formation in time.

At this point, even the lowest-ranking soldiers were aware of the gravity of the situation, as the sound of incomprehensible Frankish shouts of killing was heard on all sides, and the sound of these voices echoing through the mountains more than tripled the effect.

"Although there are many enemies, we only need to break through from one point, and we still have the advantage at that point, follow me to kill." Alantran shouted as he rode his horse first.

Alantlan's judgment is very correct, at this time, no matter how many enemy troops there are, because the distance is still far away, the encirclement of himself cannot reach enough thickness, so it is the best time to break through the encirclement of the enemy at this time, it is not difficult to break through the enemy army, but it is difficult to break through after the breakthrough.

There is no going back to the Uradarno Gorge, where the terrain of two mountains and one valley is an excellent choice for concealed marching, but when fleeing, it becomes what the soldiers call a Jedi, once the other party is intercepted before and after, then the five thousand cavalry will face the situation of total annihilation, but in addition to this road, the other roads are bound to be difficult and dangerous. Alantran knew it was a last resort, but there was no other way for him to go.

The battle was short and fierce, and the Paz army, desperately trying to fight their way, overwhelmed the attacking Frankish army in their will to fight, and after paying the price of more than 400 men, Arantran broke through this enemy force.

However, it never occurred to Arantrán that this was just the beginning of his own nightmare. After breaking through the enemy's army, he had only walked less than twenty miles before he encountered the enemy again.

From the moment this enemy army fought against Arantlan, he felt a chill down his spine - the opponent's combat ability was simply unbelievable!

This Frankish army of only 2,000 men was composed entirely of cavalry, and the armor they wore was obviously carefully calculated, neither as heavy and inconvenient for movement as the Frank hoplites, but also different from the simplicity of the light cavalry, their armor was thicker than that of the Paz cavalry, but at the same time it took into account tenacity and mobility, and it did not affect the mobility of the cavalry, which made it difficult for their troops to get rid of the entanglement of the other party. What's even more terrifying is that the combat ability of every soldier in this army is amazingly strong, and for the first time, Arantran tried the dilemma of being unable to take an ordinary cavalryman within five moves, which has never been experienced before. In the Arantlan sunshine, each of them was at least qualified for the position of Paccenturion. It's so hard to deal with it yourself, not to mention the soldiers under your command. For the first time, the Paz cavalry encountered an opponent who was superior to them in every way, even though the opponent was less than half of their own, but in the eyes of every cavalryman, these enemies were a formidable existence, and the Paz cavalry was completely at a loss for a while, and the number of casualties increased dramatically.

What scares him more than the casualty numbers for Arantrán is the time he loses, and being stuck to such a difficult opponent means that the enemy forces that have just broken through may be covered again. As he had expected, Frank's army quickly pursued from the rear, squeezing his cavalry into a narrow space in a zigzag pattern.

At this time, Alantlan was powerless, he couldn't get rid of the enemy army in front of him, of course, it was possible for him to do this if he chose to flee alone, but the general's sense of honor did not allow him to do so. The only thing he could do was to fight, fighting with all his life's strength with his warriors.

By the time Arantran had slain the fifteenth enemy, he and his cavalry had once again been surrounded by enemy troops, and as time passed, the Franks' encirclement began to thicken and thicken. By daybreak, Arantrán was convinced that his breakthrough was hopeless.

Worse misery ensued, and as the sky brightened, Arantrán saw the terrain he was on—an open wasteland, with not a single mountain to hold onto, and the few hills where Frank's flag was flying!

It's amazing. Arantlan's heart was enveloped by a chill to the bone: in fact, from the moment he realized the scheme, one of the thoughts that had lingered in Arantlan's heart was to reflect on how he had been led by the enemy, and he figured out part of it, that is, the other party was keenly aware of his desire for victory, and took advantage of the situation to give himself a lot of false information that was difficult to distinguish between true and false, and because he himself was willing to believe that the details revealed in these information were true manifestations, Thus stepping into the trap set by the opponent step by step. And this opponent is undoubtedly the Decuzorff who he thought was a demon if not an opponent who was too upright. Judging from the use of troops from last night to today, Deguzorf's methods are indeed close to demons, every step he takes is in his calculations, and so far he has not even left himself a chance to hold on to the danger, it seems that this Dguzorf has no intention of giving himself a chance to turn the tables, and he is now like meat on the chopping block, and there is no other way but to let others slaughter.

"Well, in that case, let's see how far I can go." Alantlan made this decision in his mind.

Arantran led the rest of the cavalry to continue the battle, which lasted for a day and a night, during which time Arantran organized six assaults in an attempt to fight their way out, but all of them were defeated by the special cavalry unit. By noon the next day, Arantlan's 5,000 cavalry had been annihilated, and Arantrán himself had been wounded by fifteen arrows and had suffered more than forty wounds from swords and guns, and then he had died of exhaustion, but none of the 5,000 Paz cavalry had surrendered except for the fourteen seriously wounded who had lost consciousness, and all of them chose to die in battle.

In the battle of Gulabarcia, Paswan's cavalry commander Arantlan was killed on the battlefield, which was a huge loss that was irreparable for the Paz Empire. For Arantlan's final battle, whether it was his operational command or his final heroic martyrdom, every step revealed that Alantlan was extremely good as a general or a soldier, and the only problem was that he staged this unplanned surprise attack after falling into the strategy of Deguzolf, who was more powerful than him, and finally ended up in defeat and death, which is also the reason why later generations lamented his suffering.