War horses gallop in the moonlight. The night breeze blew and lifted Adolf's hew.

Looking at the iron flow beside him, Adolf's face was like iron.

After more than a month of siege, there were now fewer than 7,000 Lulian soldiers alive with him. Compared with when I first arrived at Camel Pass, the number of people has been reduced by nearly half.

Lack of food and clothing, lack of medical treatment. Since they were trapped, the physical quality and combat effectiveness of the soldiers have declined very quickly. Many of the soldiers who died in battle died not so much at the hands of the enemy as from their own weakness.

However, even in such a harsh environment, this army has still held out tenaciously until now.

Look at the soldiers beside you at this moment. Their armor and riding spears glistened in the moonlight. The eyes are calm and calm. Although they are emaciated, they are more refined than before.

This made Adolf proud.

Of the empire's provinces and principalities, Lulian was the weakest.

In terms of regular troops, Lulian had no real professional army other than a Mooney Guard, which defended the capital city of Muni. Even the Bavarian Knights and the Coastal Mercenary Regiment, which are the armed forces of the Lulian family, are also out on missions on weekdays, doing business, and earning money to support themselves.

This was a decision made by Grand Duke Adolf.

For many years, because of his decision, the people of Lulian had the lightest burden of military spending and taxes among the major provinces and principalities of the empire, and the happiness index of life was the highest. Decades of recuperation have led to a thriving economy for Loulian. Before the outbreak of war, people talked about this small southern corner with envy.

But because of this, at the beginning of the war, no one believed that Lulian would survive half a year.

At that time. Coastal ports and major provinces fell one after another. The mighty Filiet army landed on this land in a steady stream of guò sea ships. Armies advanced north along the long coastline. In front of their troops, one territory after another fell, and one urbanization after another was reduced to ruins. No one can stop them.

At that time, the Ferrets arrogantly declared that they would sweep away Lulian within three months.

But. Their manifesto became a joke. Not only that, but the Lulian army led by Sophia also made the world-famous Feilie Iron Cavalry taste the most bitter defeat since the beginning of the war under the city of Medin.

In the days when they were attacked and trapped in the camel pass, the Lulian soldiers also used their bravery and sacrifice to withstand the concentration of the famous Snow Wolf Knights. The day and night assault of the Knights of the Fallen Rocks and the Phillips of an integrated legion has persisted until now. Whatever the future holds, this alone is enough to make Adolf proud.

Looking back, the mountain peaks to the east of the camel pass were gradually left behind.

After being besieged here for so long, Adolf didn't even think that he would have to leave one day. He was ready. I want to die in battle in this place that belongs to my wife's mother's house. Unexpectedly, just when he was almost desperate. A squad of scouts who have crossed the Firean blockade brings a plan.

This plan was developed by Percy and Karenic together.

These two, Adolf is known for a long time.

Karenic had also met at a recent ball, with whom he had discussed the situation of the Lulian war. And Percy, the blood fox, became famous even more before Karenich. It has also been more than ten years since it disappeared from people's sight. Such a figure actually appeared in Lulian, and together with Karenich, which had to surprise Adolf.

One is the slaughter of blood foxes, and the other is the Longmen Iron Gate. Both were famous imperial generals. Not to mention the plan made by the two of them, even if one of them comes to them, Adolf will obey his words.

After carefully writing down the plan, Adolf has been looking forward to today's arrival and has made careful preparations for it.

Surrounded by mountains, the Camel Pass is a treacherous terrain, with only a trumpet-shaped exit to the north. It was also a key target for the Firet Army. The two sides fought fiercely day and night, and it is not known how many corpses of the dead were left here. Walking on the slope of the mountain, which is no more than 200 meters wide and no more than 500 meters long, you can see traces of swords and axes everywhere, and blood dripping from them.

As the main force attacking the camel pass, the Snow Wolf Knights and the Fallen Rock Knights were stationed three kilometers to the north. With them in front, the team wanted to break through from the north, which was simply a pipe dream.

Therefore, this time for the breakthrough, the choice was to the east.

From the back hill of the camel pass, you can climb a mountain beam and follow a path to the side of the stream that crosses the camel pass. Then follow the stream shoals all the way to the south, and then turn northeast to appear to the east of the Firet encirclement.

From a conventional point of view, this is not an ideal route to break out.

You know, this is still within the encirclement of the Firetes, and in this direction, the enemy is also stationed with heavy troops. Choosing this road to break through, just going over the mountains and mountains was enough to consume a lot of body of soldiers and horses. At the same time, the narrow mountain roads are not conducive to the operation and rapid movement of troops. Once discovered by the enemy, there is no chance to even retreat back to the camel pass.

Compared to here, it seems safer to wait for Fano to break through the Night Canyon and open the road directly to the north.

However, if a force attacked Baron Cohen's castle and diverted the Polish Mountain Cavalry Regiment in the town of White River, the situation would have been different. In this direction, there will be a gap that lasts for half an hour of prayer.

That would be the team's only chance to escape.

The horses galloped, and the only sounds in their ears were the whining of the wind, the flow of the river and the dull sound of horses' hooves.

Soon, the team had followed the river valley and arrived not far from the town of White River. When he saw the old stone bridge on the edge of the town of White River in the night, Adolf knew that the most critical moment had come.

As early as when he had rounded the east hill of Camel Pass, he had already seen the flames rushing towards Baron Cohen's castle at the top of the hill. And the scouts deployed in the town of White River, not long ago, came the news of the dispatch of the Polish Mountain Cavalry Regiment.

In this short half-hour of prayer, the procession had to cut across the perimeter of White River Town, through the gap between the two Philip garrisons. Once you miss this time, let alone the Snow Wolf Knights and the Falling Stone Knights who rushed to hear the news. Just the surrounding Feilie garrison is enough to turn this flat land with a radius of dozens of square kilometers into a quagmire that makes the Solan army unable to move!

"Kill!" A few hundred meters ahead, dozens of knights who rushed to the front had already jumped up the gentle slope of the river and killed the crowd of Fei martyrs guarding the stone bridge.

The sound of thousands of troops marching at high speed. In this silent night, it is impossible to hide from everyone. As early as a kilometer away from the stone bridge, the remaining garrison in Baihe Town had already been alarmed. The barracks set up in the middle of the town were in disarray. The camp was brightly lit, and countless soldiers moved back and forth. The knights mounted their horses and rushed to the entrance of the town.

This stone bridge will be the first focus of contention between the two sides.

In the night, the firelight flickered. Ahead, there was a constant sound of weapons colliding, roaring, and screaming as soldiers fought hard.

Because the main force of the Polish Mountain Cavalry Regiment had been transferred to the direction of Koen Castle, the Filipino soldiers were now stationed in the town. But only 500 people. In addition, they never dreamed that the main force of Adolf, who was besieged in the camel pass, would appear in Baihe Town at this time, so they who rushed into battle soon began to break up under the impact of the army.

"Cross the bridge and go north!" Alston's voice rang in Adolf's ears.

Adolf rode his horse over the reeds on the bank of the river and turned his head to look. Auston and the four knights who had arrived early were following him.

Alston had crossed the Philae blockade yesterday and rushed to Camel Pass. It was this Knight of Light. It brought the news that Percy had led his troops to Baron Cohen's Castle and was ready to attack.

Seeing them, Adolf's mood couldn't help but stir.

During the days of siege, Adolf saw his own people for the first time was not the Mooney City Guard, nor the knights of the Momiji Knights and the Twelfth Legion. Rather, these knights who call themselves bandits.

It was they who went deep behind enemy lines, found out exactly where they were besieged, and crossed the blockade to make contact with themselves.

And that's exactly them. While he was under siege, he helped Eugene quell the rebellion in Muni and devised a plan to rescue him.

In the sequence of Lurian's army, and indeed in the entire sequence of the army of Saint-Solan, the name of the bandit army does not exist. Their appearance was like a meteor in the sky, suddenly piercing the night sky and descending on this land.

And what surprised Adolf even more was that the person who was closely associated with famous generals like Percy and Karenich and strong men like Auston was not a grand duke of a country, not a wealthy family, but a civilian boy with black hair and a confused expression on his face.

Although Adolf already felt that Roy was not a simple kid when he was in Medin City, he still couldn't imagine that strong people like Percy, Karenich and Auston would willingly become his followers. Unexpectedly, after Medin City, this young man was once again tightly tied to the fate of the Lulian family.

But now is not the time to think about that.

Hearing Auston's words, Adolf did not hesitate to order the forward troops to abandon the pursuit, and only extend to the town with a squadron to cover and block the harassment of the enemy in the town. The main force crossed the river at full speed.

The rolling iron stream passed the stone bridge and advanced north along the east bank of the White River without the slightest stop.

And behind this black and oppressive tide, one by one, the falcons, bursting rockets and arrows have risen from the military camp in Baihe Town.

At night, the fireworks of the bursting rockets are particularly eye-catching. And the scream of the arrow can be transmitted several kilometers away. Coupled with the letter falcons flying around, the news that Adolf led his army to break through from Baihe Town quickly spread throughout Wanshan County.

Looking down from the sky, the encirclement of Feilie at this moment is like a hornet's nest that has been stabbed, in chaos. Torches were lit up from the barracks, and countless soldiers hurriedly dressed themselves and ran out of the barracks to assemble amid the shouts of the officers. The camp gate was wide open, and fast horses carrying the knights on the horses galloped in the direction of White River Town.

These armies formed a whirlwind with the Lulian Army as the core, constantly converging towards the center. Outflanking, pursuing, encircling...... The Snow Wolf Knights and the Fallen Stone Knights, which were twenty or thirty kilometers away, could not be considered for the time being, but just in front of the headquarters of the Grand Duke of Adolf, on the east and west sides, the two Feilie military camps that were a few kilometers apart had opened their doors and poured out.

It was the unit of the Ninth Regiment of the Silver Order of the Phillip Border Army, and the two barracks combined. The strength of the army exceeded three thousand. It is the last line of defense to protect the town of White River and block the camel pass.

When he learned that Adolf's troops had appeared in the direction of White River Town, and had broken through the encirclement and marched north by taking advantage of the gap left by the Polish Mountain Cavalry Regiment, the faces of every Ferry officer turned pale.

Not so long ago. The defeat of Medin City, how many generals lost their heads, they still remember it vividly.

And at this moment, if Adolf, surrounded by them, slipped out from under his nose while Peter the Great patiently waited for the arrival of the good news that he had already grasped in his hands, then they, the front-line officers, would be punished in a way they could not even imagine!

Almost without hesitation, the two barracks sent all their troops at the first time.

What a collection. What formation, what cavalry and infantry connection, what preparations, all careless. Those who have horses get on the horses, and those who don't run run. Everyone was given only one death order, and that was to stop Adolf, even if he was dead to the last man, to drag them down. Wait for reinforcements to arrive.

It was under this order that at any cost, and even completely inconsistent with the combat procedures of the army. The Phillips army hurried and hurried, and its vanguard actually blocked Adolf's way head-on seven kilometers north of the town of Baihe.

In the darkness of the night, the distance between the Filiet army and Adolf's troops continued to draw closer, until the two sides collided fiercely.

"Kill!"

In such a moment of life and death. There was no hesitation on either side. When the other party's figure was revealed in the moonlight, everyone rushed forward with red eyes as if they had seen the enemy of life and death.

The knights rode their horses with guns and charged at high speed. Archers send arrows into the sky. The infantry were armed with spears, huge shields and axes. Run wild on the muddy ground.

After a tsunami-like collision, the formations of the two sides became intertwined.

Countless soldiers, in the moonlight, in the torches, in the roars and screams, slashed wildly. Blood flowed on the ground, wounded horses neighed, and stumps and broken arms rose and fell in the air.

In the blink of an eye, it was already a hellish sight.

"Rush over!" Adolf's sword pointed straight to the north. Countless Solan knights galloped out from his side and threw themselves into battle.

But despite this, the team's forward speed slowed down little by little.

As far as the eye could see, I saw waves of black-pressed enemies coming in the distant hillsides, fields, and woods. Left, right, dense, endless. The Solan army that broke through was like a ship in the black tide, and it was not easy to break through a wave, and then it faced a new huge wave, and it could only move forward with difficulty.

Originally, the intercepted Ferret's army column was not complete. They came in groups, not to mention the disjointedness, not even the basic formation. Many knights even fought in a mixed cavalry battle, and could not exert the power of the knights' group charge at all. And the infantry behind was even more out of breath, and the queue was scattered.

On the conventional battlefield, this kind of refueling tactic is simply sending people to death. If he had the time, Adolf could have wiped them all out at a very small cost.

However, what Adolf lacks now is time, and the enemy is too desperate.

The fear of the Philip military law and Peter I made these Philip warriors rush up like red-eyed wolves.

The first group fell, and the second rushed up. The knights and cavalry were completely unconcerned about the body of their mounts and could no longer support their charge, and the panting infantry, after arriving, threw themselves into battle without a minute of rest. Everyone has only one thought, and that is to drag the Solan army back!

From the moment the battle broke out, it entered a white heat. One side wants to break through, the other side wants to intercept, and both sides have the same strong intentions, and they are equally fearless of death. With the road north of Baihe Town as the center, the two sides fought to the death. On the side of the road, in the woods, on the hillside, in the fields, there were shaking figures of slaughter everywhere.

Time passes minute by minute.

For ten minutes, Solan's army couldn't move forward.

During this time, the Lulian Army, with the knights of the Bavarian Knights as its vanguard, launched a total of three attacks. However, relying on the two small hills to the north, the army of the hedgehogs gathered together was like a piece that seemed to be broken at any time, but it was always after a huge wave. And the reef that came out of the water lay in front of the Solan Iron Stream.

A Lulian knight roared and stabbed his rifle into the enemy's chest. The high-speed charging war horse crashed into the bodies of several Fei martyrs in front of them, knocking them straight out.

However, the human body above flew again, and more enemies swarmed below. They wielded the swords in their hands. Let out a wild roar, slashing at the Solan Knight. Solan Knight swept his spear and swept away two enemies, but he was also stabbed in the lower abdomen by a knight of Ferry who was inserted in the diagonal ground.

Blood came out of the mouth of the Solan Knight.

His eyes widened in anger, and he clenched the riding spear that pierced into the lower abdomen, and with the last of his strength, he swung his sword and slashed his opponent's head.

Desperately charging companions swept past him. But this Solan knight. But he couldn't hold on any longer, and fell headlong under the horse. In the blink of an eye, his blood-drenched figure had disappeared into the surging crowd. Only the warhorses that had lost their owners remained, with empty saddles, running in the iron flow of the charge.

With a deafening roar, more than a dozen Solan knights slammed into the crowd of enemies. Their fighting spirit has been stimulated to the extreme, and every assassination with a rifle in their hands. can take the life of a Fiji martyr. However, it only advanced a distance of more than ten meters. Their figures had already been overwhelmed by the tide of black and oppressed Fei Lie.

One meter, ten meters, twenty meters......

Under the banner of the handsome, Adolf anxiously stared at the warband in front of him.

Among the countless Fijian martyrs, the Solan soldiers are paving a blood-soaked road with their lives.

Two cavalry battalions had already been put into the middle lane. The reserves of the left flank had already gone up. A squadron of knights on the right flank has also been dispatched. However, there were more and more enemies around him, and with only the banner and coat of arms, Adolf saw more than seven different Ferry troops. Every step forward comes at a great cost.

"Report!" a scout sped in. Turning over and dismounting in front of Adolf, "Fifteen kilometers to the southwest, two cavalry battalions of Firet were found. It's approaching us at high speed. ”

The faces of Adolf and the generals beside him had just changed when they saw two more scouts rushing in front of them, reporting the enemy's tracks from the east and south. The nearest one is less than twelve kilometers away. At the speed of the cavalry, it would be possible to arrive in half a prayer hour at most. It is very difficult for any pursuer to get rid of any pursuer as long as it enters the range of five kilometers.

At the same time, there was a commotion ahead. The fourth assault was again declared a failure. The Lulian soldiers, who had broken into the enemy formation, retreated like a tide. Karn, the old knight who commanded the battle, galloped over with blood and dust all over his body, and said anxiously, "Your Highness, the casualties are too great for us to rush through. ”

At this moment, everyone's hearts sank to the bottom of the icy valley.

It has been almost half a prayer hour since the breakthrough of White River Town. However, the enemy intercepted in front still showed no signs of rout. There is an interception in front, and there are pursuers in the rear. I'm afraid there aren't even ten minutes left for this team.

Could it be that this is the place where you are buried?!

Lulian, that's it?!

Adolf closed his eyes in despair. After a long silence, he opened his eyes and looked around.

Under the beating torches, he saw faces full of exhaustion. More than a year of war, more than a month of siege, and countless battles have exhausted these iron-clad men. They have persevered until now only because of their loyalty, their enthusiasm, their love for the land.

Adolf's nasal passages were a little sour.

But after all, he still couldn't lead them to escape, and he still couldn't lead them back to their relatives.

More than 10,000 troops, so far, only half are left. And even this half will disappear into this land like a river that will eventually dry up, leaving only traces of flowing past.

In silence, Adolf took off his rifle from the saddle and said calmly, "I think this may be our last battle." It is an honor for me to be your sovereign, to be able to command your allegiance. I'm proud to be able to fight alongside you. If this is destined to be the place where we die, then please follow me!"

As he spoke, he grabbed the horse's belly between his legs and galloped down the small hill where the Chinese army was located, shouting loudly.

"Lulian. Go ahead!"

This voice ignited the blood of every Lulian warrior. The twelve remaining Munich knights, with a loud shout, rushed out and rushed ahead of Adolf, protecting him in the middle. 、

And behind them. It was the noble lords who followed Adolf to the north and south, the officers of the Bavarian Knights and the Coastal Mercenary Regiment, and the hundreds of red-eyed Solan soldiers.

"Lulian, forward!" a high-pitched roar swept into the sky. The flowing torches, swaying, converged into an arrow that pierced straight into the formation of the Phillips.

The sound of horses' hooves was deafening.

In the blink of an eye, Adolf was already leading the team. Stormed the line of the Freeltes. In the violent collision between the two sides, the man turned on his back. Long swords come and go, and riding spears crisscross each other. The flag fell, and it was lifted up again. The fighters in front were killed, and those behind made up for it. The sword slashed into the flesh, and the blood flowed like a river.

Fight! Non-stop fighting!

Adolf has completely forgotten about it. At this moment, he seems to have returned to decades ago, as if he has returned to that full of vitality. Passionate youth. He gritted his teeth and rode forward. Swing your sword again and again to slash down the enemies around you.

His armor was covered with blood. He was already wounded in his left arm and thigh. Blood poured out of the wound. However, he still rushed to the front, leading the knights around him again and again, rushing to the densest places of the enemy.

"Hold on!"

Under the offensive of Solan's army. The officers of the Phillips frantically drove the soldiers forward.

Every time the Solan army broke a gap, countless Fijian soldiers blocked it. In the rear, their archers desperately released arrows, and dozens of magicians released a wide range of magic almost at any cost.

Countless meteorites. Blades of fire and frost rained down from the sky. In order to prevent the Solan army from breaking through, they even included their own people in the attack range, attacking indiscriminately.

And the magicians who survived the long war and followed Adolf were only thirteen. Faced with an enemy that was almost three times his size, these dozen or so magicians were unable to compete with each other despite their best efforts. For a moment, I only saw one after another charging Solan soldiers, falling under the flickering magical light.

Struggling to split the head of a Ferray cavalryman and drawing his sword, Adolf felt that all his strength was exhausted.

He gasped violently. The air inhaled into the lungs is hot. There was a lack of oxygen to the brain. Not to mention that the battle ring on his body is shaky, even the war horse seems to be unable to sit still. If someone gives him a gentle push next to him, he will fall off his horse.

But in front of him, there are still endless Fiji martyrs. A breakthrough seems to be just a dream that can never be realized.

"Your Highness," Karn said, guarding Adolf's side, gritting his teeth, "we cover you, and you lead the men east." Get out of the battlefield first, and maybe you can get out alive. ”

"Yes," one of the lords touched the blood and sweat on his face, and turned to Auston, "Mr. Auston, please escort the Grand Duke away." We cut off for you. ”

"Your Highness, go quickly!"

In the desperate and anxious urging of everyone, Adolf smiled wearily and shook his head.

"If you all die, what does it mean for me to live alone? Lulian, not my Adolf Lulian. He took a deep breath, clenched his sword tightly, and said word by word, "I said that it is my Adolf's honor to be able to fight side by side with you, live and die together. ”

"Your Highness!"

Looking at Adolf, who had a determined expression, the eyes of all the soldiers were red.

At that moment, suddenly, the earth shook.

Everyone turned their heads to look and saw a cavalry in the northeast, appearing on the horizon. Because of the distance, and at night, no one could see the appearance of this team clearly. All you can see is the torches in their hands, and you can only see this flaming torrent, across the horizon, whistling, hooves like thunder.

"It's the Polish Mountain Knights of the Ferrets who have come back, right?" said Adolf calmly, staring into the distance.

With the battle like this, he no longer expected to leave alive. Calculating the time, it should also be the time for the Firet army to arrive here one after another. It was only the first one that appeared in front of him, and in the west, in the southwest, and in the southeast, there would be more Ferol armies, surging like wolves.

There was a dead silence all around. Despair is spreading silently. Although the soldiers charging in front of them were still slashing and killing, everyone seemed to have lost all their strength.

The hooves are getting louder and closer. Suddenly, Adolf's eyes froze.

The light of the torches illuminated the knights who rode their horses. The first thing that crashed into his eyes was not the banner of the Phillips, but an incomparably familiar firebee heraldic flag!

It was a banner that belonged to him, to the Loulian family...... (To be continued......)