"Help, I'm not fighting!"

"Don't ...... Ahh

The collapse of the right-wing army and the failure of cavalry support gradually lost the will to fight among the East Anglolian soldiers, and many of them fled one after another. But how could the Essex soldiers let go of this opportunity, they chased after them and ended the lives of the enemy with their weapons.

Far from the war zone, the East Anglorian king sighed, not expecting his carefully cultivated army to be defeated in this way.

The left-wing army obviously had a huge advantage, but it was unable to defeat the enemy, and the Essex people's Chinese army did not seem to be numerous, but the Chinese army on their side was never able to break through, but their own right-wing army was the first to be defeated.

"Charge after me and let the enemy know how powerful we are!"

In desperation, the king of East Anglia resolutely went into battle himself, leading the last of the East Anglolian cavalry and reserve army to try to turn the tide and save his own troops from the precarious.

Seeing that his own majesty the king himself led the army into battle, the East Anglian army burst out with the last of its courage and once again tangled with the Essex army.

The Essex army, caught off guard, lost a large number of soldiers almost instantly, and the entire army showed faint signs of rout.

In times of crisis, King Charles also took the lead, fighting against East Anglolian soldiers at all costs, and even in a short time, he stabbed two or three enemies.

Under the leadership of King Charles, the Essex army regained its footing while once again withstanding the enemy's onslaught.

"Quake, Skuk, go!"

Evan pointed in the direction of the East Anglorian king, and the two immediately understood, and turned around and rushed towards the East Anglorian king with his soldiers.

Now the warring sides have paid a heavy price, and both have only their last breath left. At this time, if you can kill the enemy leader, it will be the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

It didn't take long for the Snapdragon Army to be discovered, and the sight of these soldiers in leather armor and armed with strange weapons made the East Anglorian king extremely angry.

It was this group of troops that came out of nowhere, which not only resisted his cavalry charge head-on, but also forced itself to recall the cavalry units in order to reduce losses.

Now this army is rushing towards itself, I am afraid that it is just to get rid of itself. The king of East Angloria immediately ordered all his guards to attack at once, and all the soldiers who tried to kill him must be eliminated. Kui Knick and the others and the Snapdragon soldiers immediately fell into a bitter battle, but fortunately, Quake and Skuk were equally brave, especially Quake, who fought two or three elite East Anglolian soldiers on his own.

"Quick, kill them...... Hmm......"

The king of East Angloria was about to shout something, but suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his throat, and then he felt as if something was rising in his mouth.

He looked down with difficulty, only to see a long, thick arrow piercing his neck, and blood was gushing from the wound. In his final moments of losing consciousness, the East Anglorian king struggled to look into the distance.

At the edge of the battlefield, a short boy with a bow almost as tall as the others looked at him coldly, the hatred in his eyes was undisguised, and beside him there were many wounded soldiers lying on the ground, who looked like wounded, dressed in the same clothes as those who had come to kill him.

"Father...... Dear!"

With countless regrets, the East Anglolian king closed his eyes and rolled off his horse.

"The king of East Angloria is dead, all the Essex soldiers are fighting!"

When Quake saw the scene not far away, he immediately knew who had shot the king of East Angloria, and he felt a little emotional, he didn't expect his lord to find such a monster.

Hearing Quaker's shout, both the Essex soldiers on the battlefield were demoralized, while the East Anglolian soldiers looked behind in confusion, hoping to confirm whether their king was really dead.

When they looked back, they did not see their own king again. Suddenly, the morale of the East Anglolian army fell to the bottom and completely lost its combat effectiveness.

After most of the battle, only the Essex army and those East Anglolian soldiers who had no time to flee and had no choice but to surrender were left on the battlefield.

King Charles wiped the sweat from his forehead. Looking around, the ground was littered with the corpses of both warring parties, and he stomped his cold foot, realizing that his shoes had been soaked with blood on the ground.

Although the Essex army held out to the end, was it really a win? King Charles looked around, and it is estimated that there are less than 500 soldiers who can still stand up, and most of them have become corpses.

The Count of Morloll was the first to find Aven, and he was now most afraid that something would happen to his son-in-law. Otherwise, God knows if his daughter will do something stupid under sadness.

"Aven, are you alright?"

Seeing that the latter was covered in blood, Count Morol asked with some concern.

"I'm fine, Lord Count, it's all the blood of the enemy."

Evan shook his head and signaled that he was fine, now that the battle had just ended, he didn't know the specific casualties, but it was certain that at least half of the Snapdragon Army had been lost in this battle.

"This war, we can say that we have lost again."

Listening to Aven's words, Count Morol also sighed helplessly, judging from the current situation, even if King Charles wanted to enter the border of East Angloria, it would be impossible.

Huge casualties bring low morale, not to mention, East Anglia is really going to be beaten, and it is not really that there are no soldiers at all.

"Yes, it's time for peace talks, try to get more benefits."

The two were silent for a moment, not knowing what to say. In Aven's opinion, this kind of hard-hitting method is unlikely to bring any benefits at all, but he is only a baron, and he cannot really command the entire army.

"My lord, the casualties of the Snapdragon Army have come out."

Quake whispered, and Evan knew just by looking at Quake's expression that the numbers behind him were probably quite terrifying. Count Morlore glanced at Quake, and knew the approximate result.

"Forty-five casualties among the Snapdragon Army, plus the previous twenty levies, for a total of sixty-five."

Quake's voice trembled a little, and under the leadership of Aven, the entire Snapdragon Army had achieved great results at almost no cost.

This made him look down on the East Anglorians, believing that the enemy was vulnerable, but when they returned to the frontal battle, they were almost wiped out in a single battle.

"Don't blame yourself, it's a normal casualty. The battle of thousands of people is very brutal in itself, and we are in it, and it is certainly the same. Remember to cremate the bodies of all the fallen soldiers and take away their equipment, and no one can take any of our equipment."

Count Morloll looked at Evan with some weirdness, as long as there is a little money, he will choose burial rather than cremation, Evan is very strange in this way.

However, he didn't ask loudly, after all, he believed that the latter must have done it for a reason. It's just that this casualty is indeed too big, and even the Count of Morol feels that his heart is dripping blood when he hears it.

"Your Majesty, Lord Earl, please go to the camp immediately with Knight Aven for a meeting......