The ragged hussar officer rushed to the heights, his blood dripping down the saddle of his horse to the ground, forming a red dotted line, and when he turned over and dismounted, many generals, marshals, and princes were all moved by his wounds.

Half of the hussar's face was cut to a bloody blur, the eyeball of his left eye was not protected by his eyelids, and the whole was exposed, and his face blackened by gunpowder smoke set off this round blue eyeball, which looked particularly strange and terrifying.

He stopped in front of the duke, slammed his heel hard, and stood upright in his eyes:

"Your Majesty, we have repelled the detour of the enemy cavalry! But...... Most of the cavalry division fell on the plain over there, our division commander died, and I was the only one left in the hussar squadron to which I belonged...... Good news for you.

And also...... I snatched it with my own hands...... This ......"

As he spoke, the hussar threw the flag he held tightly on the ground, a black horseshoe and the clear number "12" embroidered with fine embroidery on a red background.

A closer look shows that the background color of the flag was originally white, but it was later soaked in blood, and how many brave cavalrymen on both sides gave their lives in order to capture and protect this military flag? How tragic was the scene? unimaginable.

The old general, whose beard was white, immediately recognized the flag: "Oh my God...... This is...... The ...... of the Knights of the Cruced Order The flag of the 12th regiment of cuirassiers! “

A staff officer became excited and asked loudly, "You have met the elite of the Knights Country?" The main cavalry of the coalition led by Prince Lichton Stein? ”

"Yes, General, Marshal Simon sent our cavalry division to guard the flank of the right flank of the line, and sure enough, our scouts discovered the enemy's attempt to make a detour, and Prince Lichton Stein of the Knights of the Order led 74 cavalry squadrons attempted to attack the back of our right flank!

We rushed forward to engage in the battle, but there were too many of them...... We could only barely hold on, desperately trying not to let them pass. The command sent almost all of the cavalry to reinforce us, and after that, a large cavalry scuffle broke out on the plain, and finally everyone finally ...... with difficulty Repelled this roundabout attack......"

"Repulsed? Are you saying that the main forces of the coalition cavalry have been repulsed? ”

"Yes, a considerable part of them were wiped out or captured by our troops, the rest scattered and ran, and our units of chasseurs and dragoons, whose casualties were not too bad, were pursuing the fleeing enemy."

Hearing the news, the officers looked at each other, some began to laugh loudly, and one general was even more excited to tap dance his hometown.

Duke Salantos Midknight stepped forward, untied the Heroic Jewel Medal she wore on her chest, and placed it on the hussar's chest with her own hands.

"Brave knight, what's your name?"

"Danny Kolod, Hussar Lieutenant."

"Thank you! Warrior! Thank you for the heroic sacrifices of your fellow knights! You've changed the tide of battle! ”

Inside the headquarters of the Duchy of Valstad.

"The front line has reported that the reserves have arrived at the target position, and our army is still holding on to the whole line, but some troops have suffered too much loss and have to be withdrawn, my lord, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold out for long."

The commander-in-chief, Prince Orsengray, stared at the simulated battlefield situation on the sand table, and the war games representing the various troops were like dogs' teeth, clenching together.

"Are you still going to fight to the death? We should have retreated on all fronts, and the moment the bank was lost, we should have decided to give up! The losses of the civil war are far greater than we imagined, and our troops and supplies are far inferior to the other side! ”

Old Marshal Simon Gallieni took a deep puff of his pipe: "Retreat? And then what? Abandoning our ancient and sacred capital? ”

"Old man, look at our medical station! The blood of the Valstadians is running dry! Abandoning the capital may be demoralizing, but we can gather a larger army and have a decisive battle in the future! ”

"Don't be impatient, Your Excellency, we've been holding out all day, and the enemy is now at the end of his crossbow, look here."

The old marshal picked up his horsewhip and pointed to a spot in the sandbox.

"Our scouts have received definite information that an hour ago, the Coalition sent out a large number of elite cavalry, I guess that is all their reserves, the key is how they use these new forces, do they want to concentrate their forces to break through or take a detour, or both? When will the enemy launch its final onslaught? Where is it? I've been thinking about these questions a lot. ”

"But we're running out of reserves!"

"Of course, it is necessary to fill the gaps in the defensive line, and in addition to this, I have sent all the remaining cavalry divisions to lie in ambush on the flank of the right flank, and if I were the commander of the enemy army, I would definitely give priority to detouring to that position. I'm waiting for news over there, hoping my guess is correct. ””

Prince Orsengre drew a cross on his chest: "Well, you are Your Majesty's teacher and the maker of the battle plan, I hope your judgment is correct!" The gods bless and pray that the Varstadians will survive this calamity. ”

Half an hour later, a ragged herald arrived at the headquarters with a look of joy, who, regardless of etiquette, entered the door and began to shout:

"Ladies and gentlemen! Good news! The main cavalry of the coalition led by Prince Lichton Stein was routed by us! “

Simon Gallieni grabbed the herald by the shoulder and shouted: "This is what I was waiting for!" ”

The chief of staff, Count Baptiste, also had a happy face: "Great! Now the opponent's mobile forces are gone, there is no need to guard against the threat from the flanks and rear, they cannot effectively pursue our army, and they can finally withdraw! ”

"It's finally time to fight back!" Marshal Simon rubbed his hands excitedly, with an eager expression.

"Wait...... What...... Counterattack? Shouldn't we take advantage of this opportunity to retreat? There are no new reserves left! ”

"No, we still have the last reserves, and they are the most powerful, and Your Majesty has given me the power to mobilize them."

Prince Orsengre finally reacted:

"OMG! You mean the Guards? Simon, are you old guy crazy? Want to take out the last trump card of the principality and take the risk? ”

"Since I can catch the main cavalry of the coalition army, it proves that my judgment of the battle situation is correct, what's wrong? Old friend, you still don't believe me? ”

"Oh well! Now that His Majesty has agreed, what do I have to say! But I must warn you, Marshal Simon, that you are taking unnecessary risks! ”

"Your worries are unnecessary, I am very sober, I know very well what I am doing, if I can't catch this fighter, I will regret it for the rest of my life! Captain of the Guards Lanfield! ”

"Here I am, my lord."