The war is not over.

Although most of the aristocratic wars of this era should have come to an end when the Cecil had won a great victory on the northern and western fronts, and the coalition of the southern nobles had fled, the war should have come to an end, and the next step should have been for the Cecil to use the captured captives to negotiate with the various families in the south, and to divide the interests with ransom and land, but these were the wishful thinking of the nobles who started the war.

War can begin with their ridiculous crusades, but it never ends with a single battle, a surrender.

The main rout of the coalition forces was the main Hössman force in the north. The 50,000-strong aristocratic coalition actually suffered less than 10,000 casualties in that battle - their long and chaotic ranks, rugged mountain passes, and scattered and messy marching routes were the reason for their instant collapse in the face of artillery bombardment, but also allowed most of them to survive. The first round of artillery fire destroyed only the vanguard of the coalition forces (including the entire corps led by Count Hossmann), and for the next half day, the coalition killed as many people as they were killed by artillery fire from the rout, stampede, slashing by the Warlords, and falling off cliffs during retreat.

Subsequently, the 40,000 people who survived began to flee day and night.

In addition to leaving the necessary remaining troops to ensure the safety of the Kant area, the 1st and 2nd Corps, led by Knight Philip and Knight Wald Perridge, totaling more than 3,000 men, kept biting these fleeing enemies from afar.

3,000 men chasing 40,000 people may sound like a joke, but it really happened.

In the hills west of Carol's territory, the knight of Philip, who was carrying the orders of the lord, hurriedly nibbled a few mouthfuls of dry food, and then came to the middle of the line to check the placement of the artillery position.

Specially designed horse-drawn chariots were parked in the open space in the center of the formation, and soldiers ran around them quickly, immobilizing the chassis of each cart and checking the condition of the small rail-accelerated guns.

The wheels of those vehicles were reinforced with steel, and a sturdy steel frame was welded to the sleeve of the axle, to which the miniaturized "Persuad" railgun was attached.

This is the lord's "artillery chariot" designed for mobile warfare, the miniaturized "persuasion" railgun can be easily installed on a horse-drawn chariot, when entering the combat state, the harness of the chariot will be removed, and the hull will be fixed on the ground with thick steel fixed piles around the body, the recoil generated by the railgun shooting is cushioned and transmitted to the ground through a solid steel frame and a specially designed "retraction mechanism", relying on these exquisite designs, these powerful weapons can finally be separated from the fixed turret, Become a terrifying weapon that moves with the army.

In order to keep these artillery vehicles running, one of them will be equipped with two auxiliary vehicles - one of which is fully loaded with shells, and the other is equipped with a large magic capacitor and a magic net device, the former providing ammunition and the latter providing energy, and the three such vehicles will form a "mobile artillery unit", and in the pursuing unit, there will be a total of twenty such artillery units.

These cannons are the source of nightmares that have left the aristocratic coalition still on the run day and night.

These advanced and powerful weapons were already incredibly powerful equipment in the eyes of the young knight, but Philip knew that these things were just "transitional goods" in the mouth of the lord, and the legendary hero seemed to have more powerful and unbelievable ideas than mobile artillery units, but for the task at hand, those things that only existed in the idea were not important, and these magic crystal railguns in front of him were the real strength of Cecil's combat corps.

The well-trained soldiers had completed the construction of the artillery position as quickly as possible, and then began to wait for the commander's order, and Knight Philip looked up and saw the old knight Wald Peritch walking towards him.

"The sentry saw the smoke and dust, and the enemy was in a predetermined position."

The old knight from Kant reported meticulously, and then glanced at the ready shelling units with a rather awe-struck expression, while Philip looked up at the sun in the sky, silently estimating the time in his mind.

After a few minutes, the young knight whispered, "They should start eating." ”

Then he turned his head and shouted to the nearby heralds: "Start shelling, three salvos!" ”

The gunners were ordered to pull the levers of the artillery bombardment, and with a series of air explosions and shrill howls, twenty rounds of magic crystal orbital shells wrapped in pale cyan magic brilliance had rushed out of the muzzles with a devastating momentum, and drew a faint arc in the clear sky.

In the distance, there began to be a continuous stream of huge explosions, all of which were far away from the smoke, but everyone knew that the noble deserters had been frightened by the cannonballs, and even if the cannonballs landed thousands of kilometers away, they would immediately flee when they heard the sound.

After three volleys, the shelling of the positions stopped firing, and the heralds ran through the positions with new orders: "Tanks ready!" "The first brigade of light infantry, the second brigade departed!" "The grenadiers set off with the chariots!"

The well-trained Cecil 1st Corps immediately began to carry out the order, the 2nd Corps from the Kant region was infected in this atmosphere and also took action, and Wald Perridge looked at Knight Philip with an expression of admiration: "I didn't expect you to be so young and so experienced in combat, are you Cecil people so good at fighting?" ”

A disturbed smile appeared on the face of the Philip Knight, and the old knight's praise sounded a little awkward to him: "This ...... Actually, I was just following the lord's orders and prompts, and I didn't expect these methods to be so useful. ”

While saying this, Philip couldn't help but recall the instructions that Gawain gave him-

After the battle, the fleeing aristocratic coalition pursued the enemy, and the enemy was exhausted to the limit with long-range light artillery fire and continuous harassment pursuit; Follow the coalition of nobles along the way, attacking every garrison they stop, expelling them from the cantonment as much as possible before they can get supplies, and using the enemy's food supplies as a source of food and grass for their own side; If possible, open the granaries of every nobleman along the way, and distribute all the grain in the name of Cecil to the nearest inhabitants, except for the rations of the troops; The well-trained and well-equipped 1st Cecil Corps was the main attacker, accompanied by the 2nd Corps in the Kant area, to capture enemy prisoners who were constantly falling behind and send them to the rear, in the process exercising the strictest military control......

This will be a race to the limit of endurance and psychological endurance, and the first to bear it must be the aristocratic coalition forces who are terrified in the sound of cannons.

The three-day pursuit, which was destined to be a long one, had been going on for three days, and with each day of the pursuit, Philip felt more and more the effectiveness and ...... of the lord's orders Terrible.

The lord seemed to have anticipated the course of the war, and even the direction and reaction of the enemy after the rout, and Cecil's army seemed to be chasing and biting a flock of weak sheep, and in the process the war became something that had nothing to do with honor, but there was an increasingly strong smell of blood and cruelty.

As an orthodox knight who practiced chivalry, Philip still chose to carry out these orders, not only because of his loyalty, but also because of his reason, which told him that this seemingly cruel operation was actually the way to restore peace to the south as soon as possible, and that only when those stupid nobles were completely defeated would he not have to carry out another shelling of Gravel Ridge years later.

As the army marched out, the seemingly endless pursuit and flight was once again staged in the vast southern land, and the energetic and combative combatants of Cecil, armed with thermal ray guns, began to pursue the remnants of the aristocratic soldiers who were like frightened birds.

After the devastating artillery bombardment three days ago, the aristocratic coalition army had already been frightened by the similar whistling and explosion of shells, and in the process of fleeing, they did not have the extra energy to think about how to deal with it, even if a few people still maintained the ability to think rationally, they would be carried away by tens of thousands of routs who only wanted to flee for their lives, in this case, Cecil's soldiers barely encountered any decent resistance from the enemy.

At the beginning of the pursuit, the few remaining units of the noble remnants fought back, but the troops who turned back to resist soon fell victim to the heat ray guns, and the few survivors became the first prisoners of war to be received by the pursuing forces, and as the pursuit continued, these resistances became less and less powerful.

Just like panic, hunger is gradually eating away at the strength and mind of everyone in this noble alliance.

In order to flee for their lives, the aristocratic coalition had to abandon a large amount of baggage provisions, including most of the food, which was also discarded by them on the way to escape, and no one thought that the Cecil would carry out such a terrible, unsurviving pursuit, in this endless escape, they quickly almost ran out of dry food on their bodies, and the almost never-ending artillery fire and harassment of the Cecil people gave them no time to stop and eat normally.

The fleeing aristocratic coalition tried to retreat back to the high walls of the Carol Lord, but the Cecil destroyed their walls with "artillery" in front of them, and then the coalition army was driven to the west like a flock of sheep, and they tried to get supplies from the garrisons and their respective farms along the way, but the Cecil "cannonballs" always fell on them, and the noble soldiers did not even have time to bite a bite of bread after running into their farms and granaries, They will be driven to the next place by artillery fire in panic - and their food will become the military food of the Cecil.

The fugitive nobles gradually began to understand, and understood that those Cecil had no intention of ending the war at all, they did not intend to stop negotiating, they did not intend to accept it when they saw it, and the ancient legend who had never followed the rules of nobility did not intend to abide by the rules of nobility this time - this war was not a game of aristocracy, its purpose was not to die.

However, the nobles who came to their senses had no choice but to continue to flee, keep fleeing, and did not dare to stop until they were exhausted.

In the day-to-day flight, their physical strength and mental strength began to fall to the bottom.

(Oh yes!!) ）