Chapter 191: The Truth Discovered by the Thracians
Compared with the laughter and laughter of the Elantz Castle, the barracks of the Thracian aristocratic coalition were full of gloom.
In this Erantz crusade, from the perspective of the battlefield, both sides were defeated, and the 15,000 "storm cavalry" of Erantz was almost completely annihilated, and the Thracian army basically lost the bottom troops. According to the proportion, the one who loses more may still be on the side of Elantz.
However, judging from the number of battle losses, the Erantz also lost about 15,000 in battle, while the Thracian army lost more than 300,000 in battle. Such a huge battle loss ratio is enough to make any military personnel on the Thracian side have a rapid heartbeat, increased blood pressure, and a more than tenfold increase in the incidence of cardiovascular disease after receiving the news.
Not only that, but the Thracian army had to face an extremely serious problem.
This is the Duchy of Elantz!
On the Elants' own territory, they were easily replenished.
So, do the Elants have troops to replenish?
Of course!
In addition to the world-famous "storm cavalry", Elantz also had at least 50,000 regular infantry and about 5,000 reserve cavalry. If the militia reserves were mobilized, at least 100,000 troops could be gathered. If you start the crazy rhythm of the whole army at all costs, it is no problem to even gather an army of several million.
It's unlikely that the Elants will be nervous about a general mobilization, but at least the 50,000 infantry can certainly be replenished immediately—in fact, they are stationed not far behind the castle and ready to enter the battlefield at any time. Probably by the time the rainstorm fell, they had already entered the battlefield under the leadership of Otto Spinola the "Burning Steel" and Condi Pierde, the "Magistrate", and held the castle of Ellanz without giving the Thracians any chance.
Of course, it will not be easy for them to take advantage of the victory. Although the Thracian army suffered heavy losses, it lost low-end forces, and the middle and high-end forces basically did not suffer much losses. With the remnants of the Piduz Mountain Legion as the core, the Thracians actually cobbled together about 50,000 or 60,000 troops after the war.
All the infantry, because the horses are either dead or have run away.
On paper, the strength of the two sides is actually comparable. Even if you consider the degree of elite, the Thracian army still has a clear upper hand - those who can survive from the hellish sea of fire are conservatively estimated to be above level 40, and the average level of their fifty or sixty thousand troops may exceed level 45, if you remove some of the weaker ones who survive by luck, only those who survive by strength are counted, and the average level may even reach an unprecedented level of 50!
However, they were demoralized and in a sluggish state. After experiencing the baptism of hellfire during the day, even the bravest knights are still in shock. I don't know how many people can't sleep at night, and I don't know how many people barely wake up and then wake up from a nightmare.
Fight with such an army...... That's basically the same as sending people to death.
Therefore, the generals of the Thracian army could not even wait to clean up the battlefield, and retreated in a hurry in the face of the torrential rain, discarding almost all their baggage along the way, just to be able to escape as quickly as possible, and escape as far as possible.
By the time it was dark, the fifty or sixty thousand Thracian troops had scattered into a long and chaotic army over the vast land. The only ones who can gather for a military discussion are those commanders who are running in front and are relatively powerful.
"There is no way to fight this battle again!" "The first to speak was the Marquis of Drake, because of the preparation, the retreat speed of the Drake army was the fastest, and the losses suffered when retreating were relatively small, and they were the undoubted leader in the current remnants of the defeated army.
The nobles nodded their heads, always agreeing with his judgment.
"Now we can only withdraw, first withdraw from the territory of the Elantz family, and find a place to repair it. The new Duke of Pituz sighed, "I really can't imagine that the five-fold advantage of troops would end up in such a fiasco!"
"It's all Norman Speke's unreliable guy!" said the leader of the Henry family angrily, "What kind of bullshit 'meteorite magic'!
"He himself wasn't much better, the explosion, he himself was at the center of the explosion. The good old man Marquis Bryan sighed, "Even if he is a legendary mage and has high strength, I am afraid that his life will not be guaranteed." ”
Everyone sighed, both for the heavy loss they had suffered, and for Norman Speke, who had committed suicide.
At this moment, an earl suddenly said, "Do you really think ...... Norman Speke is dead?"
Everyone was shocked and looked at him.
The count's eyes were gloomy, and his face was full of ferocity: "That old thing saw that the Elantz army was coming, and he was the first to run away! Do you think he will stay at the scene of the ceremony?"
The nobles were astonished, you look at me, I look at you, and after a while, someone said, "Impossible! All the mages are dead, and none of ......them have returned."
The group of Thracian mages who performed the ritual came from various families, and they were all related to their respective families. After the explosion, none of the families received any news from them, and what could be the result other than "all killed"?
The earl sneered and said, "It is true that all the mages are dead, but ...... How do you think they died?"
The big nobles looked at him in unison, and some of the more impatient ones urged him not to sell the guanzi and tell the news quickly.
The Count sneered again and pulled out a teleportation crystal.
There are many cracks on this communication crystal, and you can tell at a glance that the damage is not light. Fortunately, there are spell masters in the army, and if they skillfully use their means, they can still roughly read the message in it.
The information stored in the crystal was a little messy, but it was still mostly legible.
It was a big underground cavern, with the ground, overhead, and walls...... Painted everywhere with eerie magic runes. Chandeliers made of human skulls hang in the caves, and the green glow is eerie.
Inside the cave, several magicians are besieging a huge monster with a huge body and black gas with the help of female archers. There were a large number of corpses lying around, all wearing robes. Judging from the few corpses that were relatively close enough to be able to see the robes, these mages were not of low rank, almost all of them were intermediate or even high-level.
And the huge monster was in the middle of the battle, waving its arms from time to time and casting certain spells. More than one of these spells is familiar to people - it is the unique spell used by Norman Speke, the "sage of the secret spell".
Then, a few last words. Because it's a bit messy, I can only hear that this mage wants to burn his life and send the news out to reveal the truth about Norman Speke, a demon in human skin.
That's all there is to it, but it's enough.
After reading the message, the Thracian nobles, you look at me, I look at you, and finally I don't know who roared.
"No wonder...... It turned out that this bastard demon did it!"