Chapter 13: The God of War!

Pande, outside Noyas......

The brutal battle had been going on for days, and the blood and dirt on the ground had completely mixed together, revealing an abnormal brown color, and the smell of the smell was even more disgusting to the battle-hardened veterans

The remnant sun was like blood, and even the sky seemed to be covered with a veil of blood mist, hideous and slaughtering

His pupils almost lost focus, and looking at the battlefield situation in front of him, Andergrimes' already sick body could no longer hold on, and he bent over and coughed heavily

The war horse under the seat seemed to be affected by the vibration, and snorted a little uneasily, and the four hooves stepped on the muddy dirt road after being soaked in blood and water under their feet, and then they were unwillingly quieted down under the pull of the soldiers next to them......

Almost crying, the two loyal guards pleaded again for persuasion

"Your Excellency the Deputy Marshal, let's go, please leave, we can't win this war, the knights and soldiers have done their best, but we are facing the two most powerful countries on the entire continent."

"Huh, let's go? Where else to go? ”

Wiping the blood coughed up from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, Andrésters quietly looked at his loyal guard

"The vast empire is now only the last city behind us, three months ago, the marshal was killed in battle, and in a week countless noble generals of the empire were captured or surrendered after being defeated, Your Majesty is behind us, the last hope of the empire is behind us, do we still have a place to go?"

“…… I...... We can defend the city, and we can always hold on until the day when things turn around."

Shaking his head and observing the situation on the battlefield slightly, Andrésters arranged a few words in a low voice, and threw the personal guard regiment and the last reserve team around him into the meat grinder-like battlefield, and then explained softly

"If you can't hold it, why do the marshal and I, in the face of the combined attack of Saarion and Daxia, insist on fighting a decisive battle here? Because we can't last long in a pure defensive battle, not to mention the surrounding plains, which will lead to the dispersion of forces in every direction, food and water alone can trap hundreds of thousands of civilians in the city and all of us."

The guard who was pulling the reins of the horse looked around the left and right, and when he saw that no one was paying attention to this side, he lowered his voice to a very low voice and said

"My lord! The empire belongs to His Majesty, the royal family has a reason to die here, and you don't need to be like this, since the beginning of the war, hundreds of battles of all sizes, it was you who led us to win more with less countless times, delaying the demise of the empire to the greatest extent, you have done enough for this country, and you don't need to lose your life for the royal family......"

"Smack"

The horsewhip in the hand of the always mild-mannered Andrégrestes was mercilessly thrown in the face of the guards at this time

"Shut up, don't let me hear the same words again, everyone can surrender, but I will never be, the title bestowed on our family by His Majesty the great Emperor Marius must not be disgraced on me, I, Al Andrégrestes, the title of glory, even if I die, will never wag my tail and beg for mercy on the invaders!"

The clear sky was suddenly cloudy at this moment, and a sudden lightning bolt fell in mid-air, and in the dazzling light, it illuminated the incomparably resolute expression of this glorious nobleman......

"Whew~"

With a long sigh, the guards who had followed them for many years of loyalty gently let go of the tightly held reins, and the only remaining companions around them carefully sorted out the armor and the halberd in their hands, and bowed deeply to the master in front of them with the most impeccable movements

"In that case, my lordship, please allow us to die with you......"

"In that case, my lordship, please allow us to die with you......"

“……”

A neat and deep voice came into the ears of Ander Grimes, who lowered his head and saw two young faces in front of him with relief, nodded, and the handsome faces under the black hair showed a sincere smile

"Well, I'm honored!"

On the battlefield not far away, the Immortal Knights and the Knights of the Shadow Knights, the most powerful forces of the Empire, who had been severely weakened and reduced after many battles, were no longer able to maintain the battle line, and continued to die in battle on the land that once nurtured them......

As the last immortal knight frantically threw his opponent off his horse and died together, the already precarious defense line completely collapsed, and countless imperial sword and shield soldiers and crossbowmen could no longer control their fear, and fled in all directions

When the infantry was gone, a feast of killing began, with the Knights of the Wind from Dasha mercilessly raining down arrows from behind their backs on the Imperial soldiers, while the Lion Knights of Sarion happily reaped the easy feats with their maces......

Perhaps attracted by the banner that still stood tall and belonged to Andergristes, more than thirty enemy knights rushed towards him with excited roars

Using all his strength, the deputy marshal, who was left with only two personal guards by his side, showed a relieved smile on the corner of his mouth, and pulled out the saber at his waist that he had almost never used, and shouted loudly with all his strength

"Glory!!"

At the same time, a huge bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket fell without warning, and after the dazzling light, Andergrimes and the two guards beside him could no longer be seen except for the charred earth

On the noisy battlefield, only the enemy knights who stopped and looked at each other in horror were left......

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Losing consciousness, Andréglastus gradually began to recover, feeling a burst of warmth all around him, like ...... Just like the warmth in his mother's arms, his head tingled slightly, and a large number of memories and consciousness poured in, making him instinctively resist

Soon, however, this feeling disappeared, and the brain became clear again

Fluttering his eyelids a few times, Andegrestes' eyes opened a slight gap, and after slowly adapting to the light, he opened his eyes completely, looked at the somewhat unfamiliar but extremely familiar figure in front of him for a few seconds, and there was no surprise on his calm face, and he slowly bowed and saluted

"Your Highness, Al Andrégrestes is here for you"

……

Leo was a little dizzy, looking at the self-proclaimed Andrégristes and the two soldiers behind him who were obviously personal guards, his brain was temporarily stagnant, and after playing Pande for so long, the name made him feel extremely unfamiliar

Fortunately, the system's timely explanation allowed him to figure everything out

Al Andergraves, deputy marshal of the Pander Empire, was a glorious man, a low-key and self-disciplined man, but a commanding artist, born into a high-ranking aristocratic family and studied at the Royal Military Academy as the heir to the family, and was a brilliant strategist and general, as well as a benevolent nobleman

His command style is strange and changeable, sometimes the sword is on the sidelines, sometimes he is overwhelmed, he is especially good at winning more with less, he can fully stimulate his own advantages while maximizing the gap between the enemy and us, he is disciplined, fair to his subordinates, and is very respected in the army

Of course, as a soldier and nobleman, Andrégrestes' shortcomings are also obvious, since he was a child, he was unable to exercise martial arts because of physical reasons, and his health was greatly affected by the perennial battles, and some sick and weak bodies were places that needed special attention......

In the later stage of the Imperial Patriotic War, when he took over the command of 150,000 remnants of the army against the enemy country and 500,000 troops, he had many victories, delayed the fall of the empire for more than half a year, and almost single-handedly dragged down the other two empires, so he was called the god of war in the imperial army and even the enemy!

(To be continued.) Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info)