Chapter 621: A Call for Help

Before today, Commander Sova was still arrogant and invincible, as the commander of the most elite legion in the kingdom, he has always been windy and rainy, even the famous Grand Duke of Pritz is despised in his eyes, except for Prince Grantham of the Holy Griffin Empire, he thinks that no one can compare with him.

However, in just ten minutes, in just ten minutes, nearly a thousand fierce ape warriors shattered all his arrogance and self-confidence. As soon as he remembered the hellish scene just now, Commander Sova couldn't help but want to cry, it was too ferocious, it was too cruel, those ape warriors didn't just kill people, they also ate people!

In retrospect, the bloody scene is still clearly still in front of him, even if it is just such a thought, Commander Sova can't help but shudder, this has become the nightmare of his life.

"Your Excellency, Legion Commander, we ...... What do we do now?" asked several officers of Sova, who had also escaped from the clutches of the ape warriors with a quick and smooth escape.

"Uh......" was only concerned with beating his horse and galloping, Commander Sova had long since forgotten about her soldiers, and he suddenly came to his senses when the officers asked him, and a painful expression suddenly appeared on his well-maintained face.

What did they do? I left the soldiers behind and fled alone. There is no need to ask, just look at the circle of officers around you who have fled like yourself, and you will know that after the soldiers lose their command, they must immediately collapse and scatter.

However, this is the only legion in the Kingdom of Sova that can handle it, and in order to build the weapons and equipment of this legion, His Majesty even canceled his palace renovation plan. A full army had collapsed with fear, retreat, and evasion, and if His Majesty had known, he would have been flayed alive.

"Collect ...... Gather the remnants of the army and send someone to ask for help from the army of the Principality of Pritz to the west!" After identifying the direction, Commander Sova couldn't help but be glad that he had fled west in a panic, and it was estimated that the army of the Principality of Pritz was not far away.

Several officers couldn't help but pout secretly when they saw him look so frightened, if it weren't for the need for someone who was enough to bear the charge, these officers would probably not have served this incompetent legion commander a long time ago.

Fortunately, the Sova Legion was sent out to find scouts from the Pridz army, and it didn't take long to meet the Spartan legion returning with the entire army. When he learned from the scout soldiers about the tragic encounter of the Sova Legion, Leo's eyelids couldn't help but jump a few times, this Sova Kingdom Legion is too weak!

An integrated army of 6,000 soldiers, plus some auxiliary baggage soldiers or something, even if it is defeated by the ape warriors, at least it should not lose so badly. Was that commander of Sova an idiot, who had left his legion behind and fled in battle? Is there anything more stupid than that?

Leo took a deep breath, he was really not afraid of god-like opponents, he was afraid of pig-like teammates, this Sovan was much worse than those pig orcs, and it was insulting to say that they were pigs.

"Where is your Legion Commander now, is the place where the enemy is far from here?" Leo's question made the scout soldier feel assured that His Excellency Archduke Pritz would not die without help.

"Your Excellency, the commander of the legion rests not far to the east, and the place where the enemy is encountered is estimated to be five or six miles from here. The scout soldier replied loudly with a straightened waist.

Leo saw the performance of this scout soldier, whether it was his appearance or demeanor, it was in line with the standard movements of soldiers, so it seemed that the quality of Sova's soldiers should not be low, but it was a pity that he was a cowardly and timid commander.

"Asnod, order the Spartan Legion to march eastward, and the Bear Legion will follow at its current pace!"

After hearing that the ape warriors were showing their tracks a few miles ahead, there was no need for Leo to mobilize at all, and those Spartan warriors took the initiative to pursue in the direction of the ape warriors. Leonidas was a noble and respected king in the hearts of the Spartans, and when he died tragically at the hands of Van Crush, almost every Spartan soldier swore revenge for Leonidas!

Bands of Spartan soldiers marched in neat formations, and as the Spartan legions passed, a legion of black, stout bearmen followed, causing the Sova scout soldier to scream.

The bear-man soldiers were also lined up in a neat line, their mouths still chewing on the cakes and jerky they had just eaten, and they greeted the stunned Sova scouts with hippie smiles, swaggering behind the Spartan legion.

Due to the long-term hunger of the bear people, their physical strength was insufficient, and a little dry food could not fully replenish their strength, and besides, they were not very worried about the ape tribe, so he simply pretended to be sympathetic and ordered them to follow slowly.

The idea of Grand Duke Pritz colluding with orcs flashed through Sova's mind, but he immediately denied it. After all, the legions of the Principality of Pritz performed amazingly in this battle against the orc invasion, and if it were not for the Principality of Prizz, perhaps the Fortress of Dawn would have been broken through by the orcs.

Order the Bear Legion to keep up at its current speed and follow behind!An order that had been ignored by the Sova scouts just now suddenly came back to mind, and Grand Duke Pritz seemed to be ordering the Bear Legion, so ...... The Bear Legion turned out to be under the command of Grand Duke Pritz? This news was so shocking that Scout Sova couldn't help but shake his head and mock himself, but he knew in his heart that this was probably the most reasonable speculation.

The neat marching array of Spartan soldiers brought up a trail of dust, and the barely settled Sovans were pleasantly surprised to find that the legions of the Principality of Pritz were rapidly approaching their side. Commander Sova saw the iconic round shield spear of the Spartan army from afar, and his nose was sour and sad, and his mood fluctuated extremely violently under the great sorrow and joy, and he couldn't help but shed a few tears full of excitement and grievance.

I can't imagine that I will be rescued by the lowly outcast who has always looked down on me, and I can't imagine that I was still high up a moment ago, so I was reduced to the need to ask the Grand Duke of a small principality for help, which is simply too ironic and embarrassing.