The remnant sun is like blood, and the battle cry is like thunder. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The roar of artillery lingered over the position, and the indomitable warriors, armed with depleted rifles, launched counter-charges against the onrushing enemy again and again, often after fighting again and again, not a single person was left alive on the position.

Soon, the banner symbolizing the Great Mentor and the Theory of Progress was cut down, the lily banner belonging to the Empress of the Empire was raised, the weary warriors fled with wails, and the battle turned into slaughter.

Lorraine silently stared at the magical images, which were real-time records sent back by the ground forces in Dann, thanks to the archmage who always didn't remember his name, and the Breton Army's ability to obtain information was further strengthened after surrendering.

"How's it going, are you okay?"

"It will take time to recover from the internal injuries caused by the assassination, and there is nothing wrong with other aspects."

"Oh, really?" The woman in the nightdress walked up, and the graceful curves and the looming seductive figure called him—so sad.

"Can you do it again, darling?"

"Again, again?? It's been five times yesterday, please Josephine, I just came back and you're like this, there's no way to recover! ”

"Cut, it's not all you men who are too useless, the war didn't go well and I was stabbed by my so-called friends, and I haven't conceived a baby until now, who is to blame!"

Lorraine wisely chose to shut up, pregnancy depends on the odds, science and magic have a greater chance, of course, it also depends on whether the gods bless, and whether a certain otaku writer on the heterotopic plane wants to add a plot.

After a while of flattery, Josephine reluctantly let go of her boyfriend, but when she saw the image, her face was not very good-looking.

"These damn rebels, I gave them so much, and in the end they rebelled for the sake of the so-called theory, and ruined the best chance to destroy the Northern Army......"

"I can't say that, although the Fenrir Army needs to be reorganized, but you brought so many reinforcements, enough to destroy Karl and them and then go on another northern expedition, right?"

"But time...... We don't know if Clovis will come and intervene, the Old Continent and the New World are at war, and the speed of news is already very slow, not to mention the Eastern Route, which is completely lost. ”

For Josephine's worries, there is nothing Lorraine can do, the military and financial resources do not allow the nascent Brittania to fight on two fronts, the resources needed to maintain the Continental Army and the Great Navy are huge, and only by obtaining the entire New World and plundering the city-states can there be a chance to complete the two strong targets.

But the primary goal was to take out the uprising first, oh no, the mutinous Karl and Engels forces.

The offensive on the ground once again came to an end, with an absolute superiority in numbers, and with the support of artillery, air force, and magic mechanized troops, the Breton soldiers leisurely put down their muskets and began to urge the servants to go up to fight.

After a rush of trumpets, he chased the retreating rebels, dressed in a rough military uniform made in a hurry, with a variety of weapons in his hands, and broadswords and spears.

Then came the pursuit, hand-to-hand combat, and bloody massacres and beheadings, all of which were not at all happy to be left to the surrendering forces of the various states and the "security forces".

Sticking to the blood of their own people and the Bretannian rebels, no power in the New World will accept them except to cling to the Lily Banner.

What's more, the enemy's head can be exchanged for enough rations for the family in the rear, and the goods of the dead are the best trophies, only one-third of which is paid, and the rest is their own.

As the sun set, one rebel after another, with expressions of fear before death on their faces, were now hung on the bodies of the servants of the army.

They searched the battlefield like demons for survivors, and if it was a Breton soldier, they would be rescued immediately, but if it was a rebel, the bloodied knife and its owner would enjoy a torture and then chop off the head.

Even more tragic must be the female soldiers who voluntarily or forced into battle, in this hellish age, the soldiers will be like hungry wolves who have been hungry for three days and see fat sheep, and they will pounce on the enemy's female soldiers to torture to death, not to mention all kinds of cruelty.

A young rebel soldier fell on the battlefield, the gunshot wounds in the stomach and thigh had already left him on the verge of dying, and in his left hand, which was still intact, he held a notebook, which was a tutor's theory that he reviewed day and night, but unfortunately it was useless at this time.

Young people are angry, dissatisfied, sad, they don't know why they will lose when they are proud, the tyrannical empire is not for everyone, the great red flag will be planted all over the world, but why now......

Several servant soldiers heard his breathing and rushed forward in a hurry, the dazzling steel knives, followed by the screams of knives and soldiers in excitement.

There was no struggle or shouting, and the young warrior watched as his body was chopped off like a mass of garbage, his head snatched away by the quickest of attack, and the blood stained the earth red like a stream, and also stained the notes that had been thrown aside.

The rebels had failed again, and since the enraged Empress had arrived with a large number of troops, in the face of the roar of steel and fire, Karl and Engels, who had thought they were well prepared, were defeated.

The emaciated elf and his friends hid in a hidden bush, observing the tragedy of the battlefield in the distance with the help of enchanted telescopes, his lips had long been bitten and bleeding by himself, and the figures of the fallen soldiers made him unforgettable, and the brutal execution of the students was unforgettable.

"Carl, it's time for us to go, the Bretanian gyrocopter will come over to reconnoiter at any moment."

“…… Engels, do we really still have a chance? ”

Engels stared at Karl for a few seconds, two months had passed since the uprising began, and they had made Lorraine disappear for a long time, in addition to the 77th Infantry Regiment that they had eliminated at the beginning.

Other than that, there are no more achievements to brag about.

"If you have a chance, don't forget that Yuri said that the general of the Guards of Ross is still asking us to guide that country!"

Karl's originally thin body and exhausted spirit have finally recovered a little, and the words just now are indeed a hope, but what can they do now?

When the uprising was launched, the Fenrir Army responded with less than 5,000 troops, and some people returned to the Imperial Army sequence one after another, and if it weren't for the mobilization of the people of Dann, they would not have been able to hold out for so long.

It's just that now, Dann, which had been ordered to be "cleaned up" by Lorraine, is close to exhausting the human resources that can be mobilized, and Brittania is surrounded by groups here, and now it is necessary to find a way to break through.

One last glance at the bloody battlefield, Karl's gaze seemed to penetrate the enemy's obstruction, faintly seeing the Royal Fleet of Brittany, the more distant and vast forests of the New World, and the country shrouded in snow and spirits.

"I hope so." (To be continued.) )