Chapter 231: Retreat (Page 1/1)

Vals stood among the soldiers with a one-handed sword in his hand, clearly feeling the effect of the aura blessing.

He really didn't expect that as soon as he stepped on the battlefield, Saga would actually release such a big move.

"Soldiers, attack!"

Valls roared, brandishing his sword and leading his soldiers forward.

The trumpeters in the battle formation raised the horns in their hands, and the majestic horn sounded on the battlefield, and all the soldiers charged on the battlefield with the sound of the horns.

The centennial commanders in the legion are the backbone of the legion, and one by one the hundred-man teams are advancing under the leadership of the hundred-man commander.

The soldiers were lined up in neat formations, with few large gaps between their shields, only to accommodate the entry and exit of the long sword.

But all the Blago barbarian soldiers who tried to squeeze in through the gap were all pierced through their bodies by the sharp emerald long sword.

These soldiers, who did not even have the most basic armor, could not stop the sharp long sword at all.

"Squeeze their space!"

Valls charged at the front, commanding his hundred-man commanders in a loud voice.

With Vals's words, the legion phalanx was constantly tightening, and the hundred-man commander uniformly pressed the phalanx towards the opponent's front, constantly squeezing the opponent's activity space.

"Jade!

"Jade!

The soldiers of the legion held the shields in their hands tightly and shouted the jade trumpet in unison, and the voices formed a sound wave in unison, and an inexplicable "momentum" wrapped around the soldiers.

In the semi-idealistic world of Labral, there is never knowing what will happen in the next moment, because the human heart is so elusive.

The shields squeezed little by little, and the soldiers advanced little by little, especially the legionnaires in the first row, who directly faced the soldiers of the Blago barbarians, and the pressure was even greater.

However, with the help of the aura, the legionnaires' physical fitness also improved for a moment, and they used their shields to block the attacks of the barbarian soldiers, and then used their long swords to split or stab directly.

Their movements are extremely fast, merciless, and very fast, sword after sword, each sword stabbing can bring great damage to the barbarian soldiers.

Almost every time the sword was stabbed, the screams of the barbarian soldiers could be heard in pain.

The barbarian soldiers had no one to organize a counterattack, they were attacked scattered, and there was no way to fight back, and the battle line of two thousand sword and shield soldiers was pushed forward little by little.

Blood dripped on the ground, and the piercing blood soon spread under the feet of the soldiers, and the corpses of the barbarian soldiers were trampled under their feet, and the soldiers marched on the blood and corpses, neat and powerful.

On the battlefield, either step on the corpse of the enemy, or be trampled and pushed by the enemy, and nothing more!

Valls was like an ordinary soldier, holding a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right, fighting side by side with his soldiers at the forefront.

Again and again, the sword stabbed from behind the shield, into the throat and eyes of the barbarian soldiers, into every weakest part of the body.

Vals didn't have any expression on his face, just mechanically doing this simple action, and the barbarian soldiers couldn't stop his attack at all.

After all, he is a strong man with extraordinary strength, even under the Three Forbidden Realms, it is not something that these ordinary soldiers can resist.

At this time, all the strong men of the former army of the Blago Barbarian Alliance were by Wells' side against their worst enemy, Richards.

There was no one on the flanks who could stop Vals's pace, and the legion moved steadily, constantly advancing towards the collapse of the entire Blagobarian flank.

The soldiers of the Blago barbarians had almost no way to escape, they were surrounded by people, and they couldn't even turn around properly.

Such a dense formation actually saved their lives at this time, and the advance of the legionnaires was temporarily blocked!

As the old saying goes, even if there are a thousand pigs on the battlefield, it will take time to kill, let alone thousands of people who will resist.

Finding themselves with no way out, the Blago barbarian soldiers came at them in despair, and then died like moths to the fire.

This large area has been completely turned into a slaughterhouse, and the corpses of barbarian soldiers are everywhere, looking at this scene in front of them, the psychological defense of the barbarian soldiers has finally collapsed.

They no longer cared who stood in their way, they just waved their weapons wildly, kept turning their heads and running, and scattered on this battlefield.

The soldiers in front collapsed, and the soldiers in the rear didn't know what was happening in front, but once the legion collapsed, unless there was a general with extremely high command ability, it was almost irreversible, and the soldiers in the back were almost instantly coerced by the rout in front.

The entire defense line on the barbarian flank collapsed almost instantly, and then the situation on the entire battlefield went in an unknown direction.

"Kill them all!"

A look of joy appeared on Valls's face, and the barbarian soldiers finally collapsed, and Valls, who was in control, roared and ordered the soldiers to chase after him.

Wells clearly heard the sound of the flank collapsing, and the soldiers of the Zaga Legion had begun to frantically hunt down the barbarian soldiers, like killing sheep that did not know how to resist.

Regardless of whether the barbarian soldiers surrendered or not, there was only one thing the legionnaires could do, and that was to cut off the heads of all the barbarian soldiers from their bodies and throw them to the ground!

Wells could clearly feel the trepidation in the hearts of the soldiers beside him.

If Wells hadn't stood beside these soldiers and fought side by side with them, I'm afraid these soldiers would have fled long ago.

"It is time to retreat. Wells said to himself in his heart.

Although extremely unwilling, Wells is an excellent general after all, and he still understands the principle of making a decision.

At this time, there must be the consciousness of a strong man breaking his wrist, otherwise it can only cause greater casualties.

"The Emerald Empire's army is limited in number, and even a pursuit is unlikely to inflict too many casualties on the soldiers of the Legion. ”

"And the Emerald Empire's army didn't dare to pursue too deeply, after all, they didn't know where the other two armies of the coalition were. ”

"As long as we can leave the current battlefield, we will be able to gather the scattered soldiers, and when the time comes, the army will be reorganized, and the casualties will not be particularly large. ”

"At least it's less casualty than fighting the soldiers of the Emerald Empire here. ”

Wells quickly calculated the gains and losses of various interests in his heart, his heart relaxed slightly, looked up at Saga looming in the distance, turned his head fiercely, and prepared to call the soldiers to retreat.

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