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As the last rays of red from the distant mountains crossed the horizon, one of the most tragic battles in the history of the Ikadhivar continent was nearing its end.

Because of the excellent example of the Falcon Dynasty Grenadier Regiment, more than 20,000 people died in the explosion just now, and more than 10,000 people lost their combat ability due to injuries, plus the forward and abandoned right flank who attacked the fortress before,

The 200,000 troops who set out from the Paravon side, but in one day, more than 140,000 people were killed and wounded, and nearly three-quarters of the battle was damaged.

The most shocking thing is that the corpses of tens of thousands of Ruierdian people form a huge ring around the main formation of the Falcon Army, with severed limbs and remnants everywhere, bright red blood seeping into the soil, and dense black potholes of all sizes making this place as terrifying as the legendary hell.

The terrible battlefield with no end in sight, the mountains of corpses, the short guns stuck in the battlefield, the broken spears and heavy swords everywhere, the corpses of men and horses piled up. On the mountain of corpses, he also poked up hands and feet, like flags planted on it. In this bloody battlefield, the corpses are endless.

In front of the Falcon army that advanced across the corpses, there were only more than 50,000 troops left who had been completely frightened, and they screamed sadly, in front of the rolling Vikia army, some knelt on the ground and surrendered, and some simply lay on the ground in the mud to pretend to be corpses, but more soldiers knelt on the ground with numb expressions, and the long swords and shields in their hands were already weakly thrown to the ground,

In the face of the Falcon army that was getting closer and closer, in their eyes, there was no longer a previous tenacity, but the collapse of faith and will, countless Ruierdian soldiers fell to their knees at this moment, their heads bowed, and the hours of fighting had exhausted their bodies, and it seemed that they had completely become trophies that the Vikchian army could grab at will,

Because the number of surrenderers was too large, the guide zhì blocked the progress of some Falcon troops, so it was inevitable that there would be a small-scale massacre, and the fat man had to order that no prisoners should be slaughtered at will, which allowed most of the Ruierdian people to save their lives

The second prince of Rui Erdian, Harauskes, watched this scene silently, and did not choose to escape, but ordered the kingdom golden lion flag that had been fluttering in front of the main camp to be lowered, and when he saw this flag falling, the 500 royal guards and knights behind him knelt on one knee and wept in pain. The golden lion flag, which once represented the overlord of the continent, a symbol of the strength and glory of the kingdom, has finally come to an end?

Fold the soft silk flag in his hand, and handed it to the old general next to him very carefully

"General Ferranticu, please bring this object back to Parabun, no matter how you destroy it, it shouldn't fall into the hands of the Vecchians here!

"Your Highness, you're going to ......"

Ferranticu's slightly old face was a little red, and his throat was like a piece of iron.

He knelt on one knee and took the golden lion chess that has been a symbol of royal glory for all generations of Ruierdian since the founding of the country, and he couldn't even say a complete sentence.

It is undeniable that the second prince may not be a good king, but his loyalty to the country is beyond reproach, which is not only a transfer of a flag, but also a symbol of royal heritage. He already understood that the second prince had made up his mind to fight to the death here, the flag was wiped out, and the royal family of Ruierdian would no longer exist...,

"Also, tell Amosd, the guard of Paraven," the second prince said with a calm face, helped him up with his hand, and then mounted the war horse sent by the guard, turned his head and instructed

"If the Falcon army attacks Paravon, let him surrender immediately, there are enough dead people here, although the Vekia Falcon is notorious, but in fact, as long as you look closely, you will find that he never kills the generals or slaughters the people of the occupied area, for the sake of the hundreds of thousands of people in Paravon, please bear this humiliating charge!"

"Your Highness"

In the old eyes of Ferranticu, which were wet with tears, the figure of the second prince Harauscus had been mixed with the 500 remaining royal guards and knights,

"Charge! Victory belongs to Rui Erdian!"

The second prince's slightly hoarse shout carried a desolation, with a stirring sound of horses' hooves, 500 knights charged against the morale of tens of thousands of falcons, and before they could run to the side, they were inserted into hedgehogs by countless swift arrows, and even the men and horses were like crashing into an invisible wall, and slammed into the muddy ground,

The sound of bones breaking came to his ears, and a sharp pain came from all the joints of his body, and after Prince Harauskes lay miserably in the mud for more than ten minutes, a Vecchian crossbowman who was searching for a pile of corpses ended his life,

Putting a small pocket in the corpse's bosom into his pocket, the Vecchian crossbowman continued to look for the next target, he didn't know that he had killed a big man, because the corpses full of mud really couldn't judge the identity of the target, and the corpses everywhere, many of them were Ryerdian nobles, as an ordinary soldier, he couldn't tell the difference between these nobles,

Fort Tikhborg, on the Nord-German border, November 8. The weather was not very hot, especially in the spacious council hall, with ventilated windows on all sides, and the cool breeze through the hall kept flying, taking away the heat from the people, but since the beginning of the Imperial Council, the Nord generals below have been wiping sweat.

At the meeting, the wolf-bèi Nord generals were arguing hoarsely, and if it were not for the presence of His Majesty Yagrolk, they would have fought a lot.

Everybody has a set of explanations, everybody is claiming that he's not at fault, everybody is harshly accusing his allies of "it's him!" he's the first to retreat.

The Nord military state, especially harsh on military defeats. Thinking about the Marquis of Tinis, the commander of the Fifth Army, who had already drawn his sword and committed suicide, the Nord generals felt that everyone was in danger, and with the news of the Battle of Starros, the Nord soldiers realized what a rare opportunity they had missed,

A battle of hundreds of thousands of people unfolded under his nose, the two sides combined with more than 300,000 people, the Armageddon of Ruierdian and the Falcon Dynasty, the two old enemies of the Armageddon, thinking of this precious fighter plane slipping away like this, no one dares to guarantee that His Majesty Yagrolk will not cut off a few heads to "kill chickens and monkeys", this is the key to your life and death, and you can't give in at all.

The generals knew very well that it was reasonable to be loud, and the quarrels were like bells, shaking the walls of the hall buzzing, and if anyone didn't want to be the unfortunate "chicken", it was better to amplify his voice.

The conclusion of the meeting was incredible, and the generals finally said in unison, "It's all the fault of that dead ghost of Tinis!" Please punish him severely!" The generals knew that it was safest to blame all the mistakes on the dead man.

Although the Marquis of Tinis was considered to have some status in the German military world during his lifetime, now even if his ghost trembles with anger, he can't crawl out of the tomb.

In fact, everyone knew that the Fourth Legion, as the King's Guard, was the most responsible for this battle, and the commander of the Fourth Legion, Marquis Spitanger, was the most responsible for this military defeat,...,

If it weren't for the defeat of the Fourth Legion, the cavalry of the Falcon Dynasty would not have launched a large-scale attack from the Stmonidor gap, and the military department of the Nord made a wrong judgment and lost this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity in vain.

It's just that the corps commanders don't dare to find out. The power of the traditional samurai is like a behemoth that no one dares to touch in the Nord military world, not to mention the Fourth Army, which is known as one of the guards of His Majesty the King.

I didn't see that Marquis Spitanger, who had made a big mistake, was only revoked by His Majesty from the title of commander of the corps and transferred him back to Kyoto from the sortie queue, in fact, the Fourth Legion had long been forgotten in name, and it was meaningless to have the title of commander or not

Salton, who has always been known for his calm personality, has not said a word since the beginning of the meeting, as the general leader of the Battle of Perlagher, he has an unshirkable responsibility for the defeat of this battle, and he is also one of the most criticized targets, especially the samurai generals who have always looked down on him, and even pointed the main spearhead at him.

From the very beginning of the meeting, the generals, who were inextricably linked to the traditional samurai, began to bombard: "Why didn't the Fourth Army give the order to retreat in time?"

"Don't have time? A week ago we got the news that the 100,000 main forces of the Falcon Empire's army were assembled in the Amira Mountains!

Forcing the Fourth Army to immediately send troops to occupy a worthless stronghold like Stromodo, and finally leading more than 30,000 of the Kingdom's most elite soldiers to be ambushed and killed or wounded?

If the Fourth Army was still there, the Wikibians would definitely not have been able to launch such a rampant attack! Moreover, after discovering the attack intentions of the Wikimen, why the base camp did not mobilize reinforcements in time was extremely serious dereliction of duty!"

Every question was pointed at the deadly bones, and every word was to the point, and under this long-planned verbal offensive, Soldton could not answer a single question.

The power of the traditional samurai is too strong, all the Nord generals dare not help him, only the old general who was supervising the war at that time wanted to stand up, but was stopped by Salton with his gaze, this defeat needs a scapegoat, whether it can be argued or not, he Salton is the first to bear the brunt, one death is better than two deaths

He could only bow his head and defend himself vaguely with a look of shame: "The Wiki people are so sudden, we were caught off guard... It was so sudden..."