Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!

The embarrassed royal nobles ran towards the rear covered in mud, and these high-ranking royal nobles were full of horror and trembling at the moment, without the calmness and perseverance of their ancestors.

Kuhn gritted his teeth and led the private generals of each family to resist the attack of the orcs.

"Someone! Escort His Highness to evacuate!"

Covered in mud, Kuhn yelled at his soldiers, as a general who had participated in the Northern Campaign, he shouldn't have lost so aggrieved, and now that the defeat was decided, the only thing he could do was to have someone escort Wes out.

No matter how properly Kuhn commanded and dealt with it, if so many royal nobles were here in this battle, not only Kuhn alone, but also the family behind him would be subjected to crazy revenge, so even in this case, he had to let Weiss take away.

Nearly 7,000 infantry under his command were defeated, and the infantry of the Talissu family was almost completely wiped out. The cavalry on both flanks were also crumbling under the onslaught of the Enraged Knights, and the only relatively intact spellcaster troops were now like decorations on such a chaotic battlefield.

"I'm not reconciled! I'm the heir of the Pars family, and I'm the Lord of Violet's Destiny!"

Wes's heart was dripping blood, and the unwilling roar turned into raging flames in his chest.

Under the protection of the last master and a few hundred servants, Wes and a group of private nobles quickly left the battlefield.

With the flight of many nobles, the already crumbling front line collapsed more and more rapidly, these soldiers were originally private troops belonging to a certain family, and even the nobles ran away, and the situation completely collapsed in an instant.

A large number of excellent generals, including Kuhn, were soon overwhelmed by the rushing orcs, like stones thrown into the sea, and after a small wave, they were annihilated in the chaos.

The banner of King Pars, which had been erected on the hill, fell, and the farcical war came to an end.

Dick Fat in the Southwest, like a rough and savage brute, when Wes has not yet established himself, he shattered Wes Pars's ambitions with a thunderous force.

In the distance above the city of Baratan.

Alec watched with mixed emotions as the royal banner that symbolized Wes fell, and watched the orcs all over the mountains chasing the children of the noble family of Violet with red eyes and tails. This scene made Alec feel very heavy, as if the aristocratic system, which symbolized a hundred years of glory, was ravaged under the iron fist of these savage and rude orcs.

The noble envoys who were standing not far from Alec's side were limp on the ground one by one at this moment, as if the spirit and spirit of their whole bodies had been drained away. None of them could have imagined that the Dick fat man of Boer City was really so bold and desperate to beat a prince, and this kind of provocation of the royal family was bound to bring monstrous chaos to the southwest.

Alec looked at these people and shook his head silently, he didn't know about the monstrous disaster, but it was expected that in the near future, the southwest region would be a crowded situation, and the blood of these nobles present would shock the entire southwest for a long time.

......

After the Balatan hills.

Joborg's pale horse galloped wildly, and he looked at the guards around him, and kept shouting, "Hurry, you bitch! The orcs behind are about to catch up!"

Joborg was very scared, as the eldest son of the Maier family, the Maier family did not have the background of those big families, they were a new nobleman, and they could only be attached to the royal family, so his father let him follow Weiss.

"I can't die, I can't die yet, the Maier family is still waiting for me to inherit, I still have a lot of time to enjoy!" Joborg roared loudly in his heart, he was really scared, just now, he saw with his own eyes a familiar guard, shot by an arrow from the furious knight who was chasing after him.

Turning around, Joborg looked at the situation behind him, and not only did he roar loudly and sped up.

Not far behind, hundreds of furious knights armed with powerful mechanical crossbows were screaming and hunting down the most elite guards of the private army. These warlike and furious knights tease these noble young masters in front of them like hunters chasing their prey.

Wes's eyes were red.

He was unwilling, he had been planning for so long, and in this battle that was destined to cause a sensation in the entire Violet, he completely turned into a laughing stock.

The crossbow arrows fired from time to time behind him made Wes feel very embarrassed.

If it weren't for the amazing means of the guards, who protected him with a knight's shield and fighting spirit, he would have been a hedgehog with arrows at this moment.

Soon.

They crossed the Balatan hills.

Looking at the exit of the Balatan hills, Wes seemed to see a ray of light.

"Soon, soon, over the Balatan Hills, all the way north, I'll be back! Damn Dick Fatty, I'm going to hang you alive!"

Wes cursed loudly in his heart, running wildly with red eyes and gritting his teeth, at this moment Wes has long lost the arrogance and demeanor that a prince should have, and he is covered in dust like a wild dog.

The rare BMW under his crotch was galloping, and the flame in his chest was burning Weiss's soul, and the pain, grievance, and unwillingness made him almost crazy.

Along the way, even Andy Adams, Earl of the West, did not snub him.

In the blink of an eye, he Wes Pars became a clown destined to be a joke.

"Kill!"

A loud roar interrupted the anger in Wes's heart.

Outside the Balatan hills, 4,000 orcs suddenly appeared on their way to escape.

In the woodlands, on the hillsides, and beside the roads, these orcs were everywhere, blocking Wes's path to heaven and earth. Like hungry wolves, they rushed at Wes without hesitation.

These are the Biel Banner Regiment of Mehna.

The New Second Army and the Raging Legion attacked the Wess Army, while the Bill Banner Regiment was tasked with supporting friendly forces to stabilize the situation. Stationed in Mehina, it can go north to support the Northern Front such as Red and Tucci. Going south can block Wes's rout and clear out the restless nobles in the southwest.

With the swing of the war knives in his hands, these cold war knives completely cut off Weiss's escape route.

"Capture Wes alive!"

The Bill Banner Regiment is good at surprise attacks and assaults, and these orc soldiers are more weird and tricky than Red and Tucci, so Wang Xiaotian did not arrange for them to carry out the operation to exterminate Weiss, but at this moment, they accidentally caught Weiss without any military merits, which is a big piece of fat.

"Take Your Highness and rush out!"

The leader of the guards shouted and charged, their guards had been selected by the Grand Duke and commissioned to Wes, and each of them was remarkable in terms of individual prowess. To be precise, they are not soldiers, and they are not good at large-scale battles in the army, they are good at squad activities like adventurers, and the most suitable for them is decapitation, escort and other work.

However, in the face of such a menacing guard, the people of the Bill Banner Regiment are not stupid, they know that there are friendly troops chasing behind them, so they don't fight them at all, and directly fall with an overwhelming cluster of arrows, and then several teams of elusive Bill scouts surround them, no matter how high you are, you will fall in such a situation.