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In order to capture the city as soon as possible, he pressed almost all his forces out, trying to completely submerge the city of Moria with the tactics of crowds. Of course, he did, and if it weren't for Wren and his Burning Legion, perhaps in half an hour at most, Moria's sovereignty would have changed hands and become one of the components of Pilagos's sphere of influence.

But it's a pity that Wren came at the right time, and it was too inopportune.

The former is true for the city's Hal Ix. Even if the Burning Legion arrives five minutes late, the situation may change completely. It will not take long for the rebels, who have managed to take the top of the wall and begin to storm the gates, to open them, and no matter how many reinforcements they come, they will not be able to save him or the city.

The latter, on the other hand, is for Pilagos.

Pilagos looked at the Legion Banner that was as bright as a flame galloping in the distance, and slapped it on the table with a very bad face, and the force of the shock made his palms numb and aching. But these pains are not as bitter as in his heart. Seeing that the fruit of victory was in front of him, he only needed to stretch out his hand, even if his fingertips had already touched the fruit of victory, and the next moment he could pick the fruit and put it in his mouth to taste the luscious juice, these uninvited guests forced him to give up the victory at his fingertips and turn to defense.

The Burning Legion is fully ...... It should be said that there are more than 8,000 knights and 20,000 infantry after the supernumerary. It's like a red-hot iron falling into a cheese heap, and a puff of green smoke melts away all resistance.

Pilagos could ask the besieging soldiers to continue the siege, after all, victory was already in sight, but he didn't dare.

He's afraid of death!

In case, if the time is too late, these soldiers who stayed in the camp will not be able to resist the attack of this support army, and everything he has will be in vain. So he had to get the soldiers on the battlefield to withdraw to resist the sudden arrival of the Burning Legion.

The horn of the rebel Chinese tent sounded like a death knell to those soldiers who had already climbed the city wall. The soldiers on the ground can also turn around and leave the battlefield, what about the soldiers who have already climbed the wall? Do they have to jump off the city wall? The height of more than ten meters is not a joke, it is enough to break the legs and feet. If you lose your mobility and combat effectiveness on the battlefield, you will often be killed at the first time.

Halix was so excited that he almost jumped up, and he mustered all his strength, shouted at a group of soldiers, and pounced on the rebels who were already in trouble.

On one side is the pressure of the city defense army, on the other side is a drop of more than ten meters, these soldiers are desperate and almost crying, there is no such play!

The one-sided slaughter at the head of the city gave Moria's city defense the most important thing on the battlefield - morale. The city defenders, whose eyes were full of despair and fear before, became energetic at this time, and a powerful force once again emerged from their exhausted bodies, and they squeezed the rebels who had no way to retreat with their swords and spears, and then pierced their bodies with spears without sparing.

Some people could not bear the pressure and jumped from the city walls, but many more died under the butcher's knives of the defenders.

In war, human life is like a consumable, the least valuable thing.

In the distance, Wren glanced at the city of Moria, which had been relieved, and withdrew his gaze. He's not just here to rescue Moria, he's also responsible for expelling Pilagos from Hagrid. If you have the chance, it's best to completely eliminate this guy from body to soul.

After a brief period of panic, the rebels had established their position, and under Wren's orders, the Burning Legion retreated in time. Although Wren is not a general, and he has not learned anything like a military book, he still understands the most basic common sense.

The cavalry of the Burning Legion did inflict great damage and threat to the army of Pilagos, but this was done without the enemy's defense. When the rebels' large numbers of soldiers ceased to panic and began to line up, the threat to the knights would gradually increase. Once the cavalry did not cut through the opponent's phalanx, it was like being stuck in a quagmire, unable to extricate itself.

Many times people say that cavalry is the class that dominates the battlefield, not that cavalry cannot be defeated, or that it can easily defeat any class, but that it refers to the mobility of cavalry. Using the fast movement speed of the knights, looking for the defects in the opponent's formation, and then pulling the opponent's formation, and then tearing the opponent's deployment with the help of the cavalry's mobility ability, attacking its vital points, this is the reason why the cavalry is called the king of war.

At this time, the sound of battle gradually died down, and the three camps faced each other on the rolling hills, and Pilagos gritted his teeth, looking at the Burning Legion opposite, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood in frustration. He took a few steps back and forth, the gorgeous armor on his body made a slight metal grinding sound, his eyes showed a decisive gaze, he took a deep breath, and immediately ordered: "Retreat, go back first, and fight again on another day!"

The staff and generals around him secretly breathed a sigh of relief, they were afraid that Pilagos would feel that they had lost face, and they would have to fight Wren before leaving, which was the real life.

The two sieges had already drained the soldiers of too much physical strength and courage, and with the low-hanging victory missing, the morale of the rebels had begun to decline. When fatigue and morale are lagging behind the other side, a strategic retreat is the wisest choice.

Moria City is here, and it will not be moved away because of Wren's arrival, and Wren does not have such great ability. Instead of using a group of soldiers whose combat strength has plummeted to meet the morale of the Burning Legion, it is better to find a place to commit suicide.

What's more, the 8,000 cavalry in Wren's hands is what Pilagos really cares about. In order to capture Moria as soon as possible this time, Pilagos did not bring many cavalry. The only squadron was still responsible for reconnaissance during the march. Skirmishes are ignored, with a thousand against eight thousand, which is impossible to think about, and even more outrageous than those exaggerated knightly novels.

At this point, the easiest and most correct decision is to take it easy.

Not only slow down the attack, but also slow down the defense!

Immediately after returning from Pilagos to his own territory, such a team was raised, and in the process of westward expansion, he constantly relied on the strength of others to strengthen his own strength. After so many days of high-intensity fighting, morale has always been supporting this team, and once the offensive encounters a setback, morale begins to drain rapidly, and the fatigue of high-intensity warfare will soon turn into war weariness.

If you can take it easy and give these people time and opportunity to relax, they will return with a stronger fighting force.

Pilagos actually understands these truths, but he is really unwilling, just a little bit short, almost successful!

There was some reluctance in his heart, but he still did it.

Watching the rebels leave the battlefield in an orderly manner, Wren was actually relieved.

An army of 30,000 men faced a warrior of 50,000 or 60,000, and it was dangerous to think about it. War is never a simple matter of mathematics, and it is not a "one fights two" joke. If you're not careful, you're likely to fall short. Instead of gambling on such a game, it is better to use the local power to expel the group of Pilagos little by little.

When the last of the rebel scout knights turned their horses and disappeared into the hills, Wren led the Burning Legion into Moria.

At this time, Moria was particularly depressed, after a city in front was captured by the rebels, everyone who had a little ability escaped early, and the rest were some poor people who couldn't leave here.

The streets were deserted, and occasionally a person passed by and ran away, as if something was chasing behind his buttocks.

Standing outside the City Lord's Mansion, Holix changed into a formal suit and came out.

He had a bruise on his forehead, which had been smashed with a gun, but he was in excellent spirits, and with a warm smile, he shook Wren's hand and then grabbed Wren's arm.

Horeux is a hereditary viscount, already considered a great nobleman in the empire, and after this war, he is very likely to rise to the rank of hereditary count. The Empress of Pars was sometimes reluctant to reward the nobles who were loyal to her.

"Thanks to you and the Burning Legion this time, otherwise I might have been a thing of the past with this city. The thought that he had almost wiped his neck made Holyx's old face flush a little, "Kindness doesn't need to be expressed in words, Count Wren, you will be my forever friend and my family." Anytime, whenever you need it!"

Hallix also knew that Wren had done more than save the city.

Wren smiled reservedly and bowed slightly, "This is what I should do, His Majesty the Emperor of Pars appointed me here to solve the problem of the rebels, then all this is my duty and responsibility, I don't have any reason to stand on the sidelines and watch." ”

Holl Ix stretched out his hand to invite Wren into his mansion, and the two chatted as they walked, "The situation in the whole Hagrid is not optimistic, except for me, the attitude of the guys in the back is very ambiguous. Horeix was talking about several other cities that had not yet been conquered, as well as their lords and lords.

Wren's expression gradually became serious, Pilagos mobilized a total of 120,000 troops this time, which is definitely not something that can be stopped by this city or place, and only with the help of more forces can there be hope to stabilize the sovereignty and safety of Hagrid Province.

The two entered the parlor, and under the persuasion and humility of Holiks, Wren sat down on the first seat. After the two of them sat down, Holix waved off all the irrelevant people, leaving only him and Wren in the room. He also became more and more serious, lowered his voice and asked, "Are there any reinforcements behind?"

Wren shook his head, he was the only reinforcement so far.

Holiks looked ugly for three points, and without follow-up reinforcements, it would be a fool's joke to successfully defeat Pilagos and regain the lost territory!

For a while, Hallix looked sad and sighed sadly, and suddenly he realized something, looked up at Wren, and found a trace of smile on Wren's face, and suddenly came to his senses, and shook his head with a wry smile, "Okay, please tell me the truth, I'm in a hurry now." ”

"I'm not wrong, there will be no more reinforcements. At this point, Holiks' brows twitched again, "But elsewhere, there are still our reinforcements." ”

Seeing that Isaac and Pilagos were almost invincible and attacked the imperial capital every day, Empress Pars could not sleep well.

Wren didn't know much about Queen Pars's full plan, but he did know that it only took an opportune time for Grace to be in the limelight.

But, definitely not now.