The victory in the first battle was the first battle in the real sense, and the significance for the coalition forces can be imagined. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as the Imperial Army retreated, the morale of the coalition army instantly rose to its peak.

"The imperial army, which is known as unparalleled on land, has retreated, and they are afraid and cowardly."

"Catch up and avenge our dead people, avenge the suffering that Ionia endured."

"Kill, kill them, don't leave a piece of armor."

Everyone was shouting, encouraging each other to have a rising war intent in each other's hearts, and some fear of facing war for the first time was overshadowed by this crazy war intent.

Kill Kill Kill ......

The coalition front soon crossed the top of the hill and pressed down like a huge wave.

Karma saw all of this and didn't stop it.

The Imperial retreat was too decisive, and although the elite number of this black armor soldier was too small, it was not the main force of the Imperial army in intelligence. All of this worries Karma. However, morale can not be exhausted, and if the order is issued at this moment, not only will the morale be damaged, but it is also unknown whether the allied soldiers will be able to carry out the order well.

There are still many problems within the coalition forces, the first of which is that the fighting qualities that need to be cultivated when the order is made and will be in place.

First suppress and then promote, this is the usual means of cultivating a person. But the coalition is still like a child, and can't stand the pressure, and now it needs to be flexible.

First raise and then suppress, first let the coalition forces taste the taste of victory, and then point out the shortcomings in the process of victory.

Karma thought about it and couldn't help laughing: "If it's Lin Feng's guy, he will definitely say that he will give a jujube to eat first and then give a stick on his head." Hehe, he'll be like this. ”

"Alas, when he was there, he only felt that he was a little nonsense, but now that he is gone, he remembers his goodness."

Karma smiled bitterly, and military orders came out one after another.

The 1st Central Army Corps, which was facing the 105th Heights, attacked with all its troops, followed by the 2nd and 3rd Corps on both sides, and finally the 4th and 5th Corps concentrated in the rear.

In this way, the central corps is like a sharp blade, and the corps on both sides arc to expand the shock front and defend both flanks at the same time, and the remaining two corps are broken off and serve as the strategic general reserve at the same time.

The entire coalition forces form a circle, which can be attacked and retreated, and can be defended, and can calmly respond wherever the main force of the Imperial Army appears.

The coalition forces in front have caught up with the black-armored soldiers, and a fierce battle is raging.

Kalmar reached the top of the hill and grabbed a patch of dead grass underneath, which seemed to take at least two days from the point of dryness. It is impossible for the Imperial people to march so fast, which means that this black armor army is out of the main force.

However, a decisive battle between the two armies was imminent. The Imperial Army was already at a disadvantage, so why should it divide its forces elsewhere. Where is its main force and what is its strategic intent?

Just as Karma was pondering, a herald brought back information that the main force of the Imperial Army appeared in front of him, with at least one legion.

A corps, if the Imperial Army uses a corps division tactic. Whatever their intentions, eating this legion coalition has already achieved a strategic victory.

Whatever the tactics of the enemy, destroying its living forces is a strategic choice.

Kalmar unfolded his map and looked at it twice, and immediately ordered the pursuit to continue.

The ensuing battle was far more tragic than imagined, and the combat effectiveness of the second-line army of the Imperial Army was very strong, and the will to fight was extremely terrifying.

And this also strengthened Karma's determination to annihilate it.

Throughout the day, the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd Army Corps took turns attacking, launching an offensive that did not stop for a moment.

At dusk, the 4th Corps, which was in reserve, pressed up again.

The impregnable Imperial defenses finally began to loosen, and later, they took advantage of the cover of night to withdraw from the battlefield.

Karma was in no hurry to pursue, as the enemy had no way to escape.

The Ionian Mountains are like a pair of angel wings in the middle of the continent, and the northeastern part of the province of Grant is where one wing bends and arches.

In the direction of the retreat of the Imperial army, the Ainia Mountains were slightly concave, forming a natural cage.

In the darkness of night, the five legions of the coalition army spread out an arc on the periphery, completely sealing the cage.

The Imperial Army was tired from fighting for a long time and could not recover its combat strength for a while, and did not make any breakthrough moves at night, as if it was willing to become a trapped beast in this cage.

In the early morning of the 6th, Kalmar again dispatched two legions to attack in turn. The remaining three legions never entered the valley again, in case the remaining two legions of the Imperial Army suddenly appeared to form a counter-encirclement.

Caught in the dead, any army will either surrender or burst into greater force.

The Imperial Army was clearly the latter, and from dawn they began to storm frantically again and again, at one point pushing back the offensive of the two corps of the coalition army.

For a second-line corps, this combat effectiveness can already only be described as metamorphosis. So, Karma was desperate to know the origin of this imperial army.

……

"Loyal to the empire, die without regrets."

Such cries were constantly heard from a stone house, with a dying madness, which was the temporary interrogation room of the coalition forces.

Although the War College's belligerent treaties granted prisoners of war basic human rights, they were rarely captured in battles with the Imperials. Moreover, they will not say a word during the interrogation, and once the issue touches on military secrets, they will die for their country.

After hearing the repeated shouts again and again, Karma finally entered the stone house.

Wearing a long skirt, shaking a delicate pu fan in his hand, his face is delicate and his figure is graceful.

The last Imperial POW saw the woman with a hint of mockery on his face.

If you can see women in the Imperial Army, they must be the kind of people in front of you, they are usually recruited from brothels to serve as vents for some troops to vent before their death missions.

This prisoner of war, as a group leader, had already enjoyed such treatment before this mission.

What a delicious body, it's really nostalgic. The prisoner's eyes narrowed slightly, but instead of lustre, the corners of his eyes began to twitch angrily.

In front of him is an enemy, and it is a woman. It is the greatest humiliation for a lowly woman to interrogate the majestic warriors of the Empire.

The prisoner licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, his teeth already pressed against his tongue.

However, the woman did not interrogate him. Just a man whispered:

"Well, this War College treaty is really troublesome. How can the human rights of a dead man be guaranteed? ”

"These trapped Imperial troops are going to die, and according to the treaty, they must be given a grave at will, and a benevolent priest like me must pray for them before they die. But ......"

"We, the Ionians, even when we kill some animals and sacrifice them to the gods, pray for them: Oxen, sheep, pigs, you are a gift to the gods of mortals, and your lives are meaningful and valuable."

"Alas, if only the Empire were a pig. They can't always write 'a group of dead people' on their tombstones, they have no names, no identity, can they be considered people? And how can we pray for them, they will go to hell when they die...... Because their lives are meaningless at all, and they are not worth as much as a cow, a sheep, or a pig......"

A woman's chatter is one of the most "deadly" weapons in the world, not to mention that the words in her mouth are so vicious.

The prisoner of war twitched not only the corners of his eyes, but also the corners of his mouth began to twitch, and let out an angry roar: "Shut up, you lowly woman. ”

"Ah, you're scary, like a mad bull." The woman's eyes retreated in horror, and she covered her face with a fan, "Giggles, it's a pity that you don't have horns on your head, you can't touch me." Hmph, you're not as capable as an animal. ”

"Shut up, you're a slut who's not even as good as a pig. You don't have to run, because even if I let go, I'd rather lay on a sow and mate than touch you. Your lowly body is not worthy of the men of our brave army......"