Chapter 877: Retreat, Transfer

The enemy in the melee was directly disrupted by the formation of more than a hundred infantry that suddenly rushed over. They had not been defeated before, all because one of the knights was leading the Hu Cong back and forth struggle, so when Bucky and the others rushed over, the knights who had formed a team to rush back and forth immediately kicked the horse's belly to save the field.

Bucky slammed into the enemy in front of him, caught a glimpse of the rushing knights out of the corner of his eye, and immediately shouted to his comrades: "Spear! Spear ready!"

"This way!

Immediately, three or four soldiers with charged spears answered loudly, and Baki pulled two comrades next to him to his side, and the infantry who heard the shouts around them leaned over, but in about ten seconds, eight soldiers raised their shields and quickly formed a wedge-shaped shield array, facing the knights who were about to rush - the four soldiers with charged spears squatted in the center of the shield array, stepped on the bottom of the spears, and the tips of their spears were aimed at the front...

More than a dozen knights brandished their weapons and knocked away the soldiers along the way, in the face of the shield array that suddenly appeared in front of them, they who had no long weapons for a while also felt tricky, the Knight Connery led by himself thought that his martial arts were superb, he raised his long sword, and the battle aura attached to it lit up with a light orange light, and when he was about to arrive at the shield array, he suddenly swung his sword forward, and roared: "Give me death!"

However, before the energy of the long sword could be released, the light that suddenly lit up in front of him directly engulfed him.

The four charged spears collectively cast the energy within the hedrons.

The violent impact hit the knights behind him, and Bucky, who was in the most shielded formation, only felt the heat above his head, and his ears were temporarily deaf from the loud noise. The dazzling light forced him to close his eyes, and when he opened them again, the knights in front of him had turned into red minced flesh scattered on the ground in the form of splatters...

"Keep fighting!"

No one could hear it anymore, but everyone instinctively continued to fight. They trampled on crumbs of flesh under their feet, silently but surely burst into the ranks of the enemy. The armor collided, the blades intersected, and I don't know how long it took, when Bucky's hands were too shaky to hold the sword, and there was finally no one to slash around...

Squads of dragoons pursued the fleeing nobles in the distance, and the scattered minions and other soldiers were left unattended. Bucky picked up a strip of cloth from the ground, wrapped his sword and hand together, and began to search for his company.

The rescue team led by the magician had already entered, and Bucky checked his body up and down according to the rules of training, and luckily found that he had no external injuries except for more than a dozen pits in his armor.

He could feel a deep notch on the back of his head, and a sweaty Bucky was tempted to take it off, but the rules of battle didn't allow him to take off his helmet before the rally signal, so he gave up on the idea and began to look for injured companions nearby.

After walking back and forth for a long time, Bucky found that there were very few Evta infantry lying on the ground. Most of the injured people were caused by the impact of the opposing cavalry, but the armor and shields gave them a great chance of survival. Ba Ji counted the dead comrades that he could see in front of him, no more than ten in total.

Glancing back, he noticed that the golems had extended the road over the battlefield, and the bodies of the wounded and fallen soldiers had been loaded onto trucks and returned directly to the town of Taki for treatment and burial. The rest rested on the spot, and two hours later, trucks carrying food and new weapons and armor quickly arrived, and the Falcon reconnaissance plane in the sky circled a few times before leaving.

Bucky didn't know what to do next, because his sixth squad was located in the central area, only three people returned to the rear because of injuries in the whole battle, and no one was killed. The news made his mood less heavy, and the supply truck brought drinking water and enough food for lunch. He had no appetite, but he ate a lot.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the Roller golem ran over a battlefield full of blood and corpses, continued south, and reached the outskirts of Soria at 5 o'clock in the magic clock.

The soldiers got up to prepare for battle, but the reconnaissance dragogunist brought the news: the enemy had abandoned the defense, raised the flag and surrendered.

Bucky breathed a sigh of relief, he looked at the humble white banner on the city wall, knowing that there should be no more fighting today...

Viscount Boragon was looking at the rising sun, and his heart was extremely heavy.

Among the forces currently controlled by Charles II, the highest title and the strongest overall strength is Earl Harrison, and among all the people involved in this war, Viscount Borragon can only be regarded as the fourth noble.

After the ****** of war was announced, he gathered more than 1,000 men from his territory and rushed to the city of Donkel south of the Temple, but the rain for several days made the march too fast, so he had to slowly move with the few nobles around him.

Because everyone had the same destination, Viscount Boragon and more than a thousand people led by the other two viscounts followed them on the same road. But what they didn't expect was that after camping yesterday, many soldiers and homeless people suddenly came from the north, and when asked, the other party actually said that it was Ivta's army that captured the city of Donkel...

Unlike other nobles who had never fought much, Bolagon had always regarded Count Moore as his teacher, so he had a deeper understanding of the methods and tactics of warfare. It was precisely in this way that when the other nobles laughed at this group of people for not even knowing how to make up lies, he immediately locked up this group of people in batches, and then interrogated them personally.

The results he got naturally surprised him.

As soon as daybreak, Boragon summoned the other three nobles to discuss the matter of meeting the enemy, because judging from the direction of the enemy's advance, he was currently on the path of the enemy's attack!

Such an offer was naturally ridiculed, but Boragon forcibly sent his own scout team and dragged the nobles' own soldiers to the front to conduct a long-distance reconnaissance - the result was naturally to find a large number of trucks and puppets moving forward.

The soldiers of the whole camp immediately formed a formation, and after two hours of formation, they began to move forward, and at noon they met the infantry division from Ivta.

Boragon felt that he was well prepared and had the initiative, but he could not have imagined that within half an hour of the battle, the entire army would be destroyed on the spot. The cavalry died under artillery fire, the infantry was directly crushed regardless of equipment or force, and the infantry on their side was close to 3,000 people, but they were packed up like ants by the infantry of less than 2,000 on the other side...

Seeing that the situation was not good, Boragon immediately sounded the horn to withdraw his troops. But the soldiers who were recovered were no more than 600 people, and the soldiers of other nobles added up to a little more than 1,000. The wounded, sick and dead had to be thrown on the battlefield - he couldn't even think of fighting back in his grief and indignation, because the three nobles who were with him, along with their guardian knights, the three magicians and the personal guards, had been blown to pieces by charged spears or hedron cannons, and I was afraid that they could not even collect the corpses.

So all he could do was try to gather the soldiers who had retreated from the battlefield and quickly retreat.

The viscount soon reached the outskirts of Soria, but unlike the fortresses, the city was a completely open commercial city. It was originally just a developed town, and it was only called "city" in the last ten years, because it had never experienced war, and the walls were built very perfunctory, with a height of only two or three meters, and there was no inner city. Such walls could only be used against the occasional harassment of horse thieves or rogues. Last year, the orcs were too lazy to attack the city, so they spared a horse, but Viscount Boragon knew that it was a fool's dream to use it against the Ivta's army with artillery fire!

Therefore, he led the remnants of a thousand or so men to forcibly requisition a large number of farmers in the city, pulled up all the food that could be moved here, destroyed those that could not be moved, and then let the team continue to retreat south without stopping.

By the time it got dark, his team had left Soria about ten kilometers away. With so many conscripted peasants with them, it was impossible for the team to continue their journey at night, so he planned to march out of camp as soon as it was dawn to-morrow. His target was the town of Lanis, north of the Bordeaux River.

The Bordeaux River is an east-west river with a small width, and is considered a natural territorial boundary in the central and western parts of the kingdom. It gradually dispersed into a narrow river as it flowed eastward, and because of its existence, grain irrigation in the southern part of the kingdom was much more convenient than in the north-west of the area where Evta was located.

From here to the south, the former Count of Mirno's domain, and if you pass through it, you can reach the imperial city where Charles II was located.

In other words, the Bordeaux River was the largest natural barrier in Everta's attack, and as long as the army could hold it, Efuta's army would not be able to drive straight into the Imperial City and pose a threat to the Imperial City.

The river is not very wide and has stone bridges everywhere. Last year's orc raid was through these bridges and directly into the hinterland, encountering no obstacles along the way. And this year, the nobles finally remembered it, and stationed some troops on the stone bridges and pontoon bridges to keep guard.

And when Viscount Boragon arrived here at this moment, he not only had to cross the river, but also had to tear down the bridge.

Viscount Borragon had been optimistic about the war before, but now he realized... The enemy is not as vulnerable as the Royal Weekly says. On the contrary, the aristocratic army on his side is like a rabble about to collapse at the touch of a button...

However, the brief engagement also gave him a brief idea of Evta's strength: the other side had ranged weapons similar to those of mages, but there were not many of them. The number of attacking men was less than 2,000, which indicates that the opponent may be fighting on multiple fronts, and the line is very long—if he is the opponent, he can let the army attack here, which means that most of the Earl Harrison's place has been taken.

Thinking that there were still many troops rushing to the city of Donkel in different directions, Boragon immediately sent the only remaining cavalry to report the news, telling everyone to change their path and gather on their side. Because if you continue to move forward in such a scattered way, there is only one consequence: to be broken by each one.

(End of chapter)