As the minutes passed, more and more people fell on the battlefield. The large number of aristocratic coalition forces actually fell into disadvantage embarrassingly.

"Tom, give the order to the 123rd Regiment to stay in place to guard the grain and grass supplies, the 456th Regiment to outflank from the left flank, the 789th Regiment to outflank from the right flank, cut off the enemy's rear road, and the 10th Regiment to reinforce from the front."

Hudson ordered decisively.

At this moment, the two sides are fighting in full swing, and only he, who is half-free from the battlefield, can command the rest of the army.

Fortunately, everyone was busy on the road and did not rush to take back the command, and now the officers in the serf soldiers were all Hudson's promoted cronies and were able to carry out the order.

The crowd tactics were staged again, the inner three layers and the outer three layers were all their own people, and the coalition forces that had fallen into the disadvantage were instantly demoralized.

Soldiers are heroic courage, and with a bunch of younger brothers around him, Hudson's courage has also grown. Although the combat effectiveness of these serfs was worrying, it was still possible to delay the speed of the enemy.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......"

Hudson, who roamed the edge of the battlefield, continued to harvest human heads. Now there is no need to worry about anyone spotting him paddling, and although he is not directly involved in the charge, he definitely has the most kills in the coalition.

Seven times the advantage of troops, if this battle can still be lost, everyone does not need to mix in the aristocratic circle.

In the face of the Fifth Army, which was exported at full strength, the besieged "rebels" finally felt what was powerless. Seeing the comrades-in-arms around him fall one by one, it is impossible without psychological pressure.

Seeing that the situation was reversed, the "Holy Son" who commanded the rebels also realized that he had been hasty in blindly ordering a counterattack.

He was also very helpless about this result. Who knew that the noble private army that blocked the road and robbed was so shameless, not only hiding the archers in the ranks, but also a large number of troops waiting for them to take the bait?

There is no chivalry at all!

It's a pity that protesting is useless, no one knows that a small robbery will actually lead to the current situation.

The Fifth Army's 800 main forces couldn't take down the 500 rebels, so naturally they could only rely on the tactics of crowds. You can't let the war go undue to chivalry, right?

In the face of the rebels, no one dared to speak of chivalry. The tragic experience of the nobles of White and Leiden has long sounded the alarm for everyone.

Regarding Hudson's timely dispatch of reinforcements, although everyone didn't say anything, they definitely supported it in their hearts.

If it were a dead knight, he wouldn't be able to rob him. From the very beginning of the formation of the robbery brigade, the Fifth Army lost its chivalry.

"The first and second teams will follow me to open the way, the third and fourth teams will be responsible for dragging the enemy behind the palace, and the fifth team will break through with the Earth Bear!"

The skeleton "Holy Son" hurriedly ordered.

All other materials can be lost, but the Earth Bear, which is the carrier to welcome the arrival of the evil god, cannot be lost. Without this Earth Bear, the Skull and Bones Society's Centennial Sacrifice would have been in vain.

Compared to Warcraft, the human body is too fragile. Even if it is forcibly used as a carrier, it will not carry much power.

Without enough strength, how can the situation on the battlefield be reversed? Not to mention, plague the continent of Aslanth?

The enemy is going to run, which is undoubtedly a good thing for Hudson. Sneaking up from behind is much easier than shooting from the front.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......"

The sound of arrows flying out rang out again, like a melody of death, each note taking a life, full of the fascinating art of death.

Before the open road brigade had fought a bloody road, the "rebel cavalry" behind the palace had already been killed and wounded. Looking at the entire battlefield, the number of "rebel" cavalry still fighting was less than 100.

The Fifth Army was equally uncomfortable, and Hudson could tell by mere visual inspection that the casualties on several sides were far greater than those of the enemy.

It's just that the Fifth Army is outnumbered, and compared with the lonely dozens of enemy cavalry, the Fifth Army, which still has thousands of soldiers and horses, looks much better.

"Stop the enemy, for the glory of the nobility!"

Knight Chels ordered through gritted teeth.

As he spoke, he had already brandished his knight's sword and rushed forward. A group of aristocratic lords who had a little time to rest also chased after them as fast as they could.

The "rebels" cannot be allowed to escape, this is the common idea of everyone. The face of the Fifth Army is at stake, and this battle must completely annihilate the enemy.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......"

This time, Hudson did not shoot people, but aimed at the war horse that rushed to the front of the skeleton "Holy Son". After being hit by several arrows in a row, the tenacious war horse fell helplessly on the battlefield after continuing to run for dozens of meters.

The middle-aged "Holy Son", who had just slaughtered in all directions, fell directly to the ground, and the cavalry immediately following hurriedly tightened the horse rope. If he hadn't reacted fast enough, he almost cushioned the hooves of his own cavalry.

After a moment of hesitation, the infantry that had been scattered was once again in front of the overseer team. There was no time to launch a second charge, and the pursuers behind also caught up.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged "Holy Son" who had lost his war horse turned pale in an instant. Mo said that he sent the Earth Bear into Dadir City, and he himself had to explain himself here today.

After working hard for most of his life, he finally got into the middle of the Holy See, and before he had time to enjoy it, he fell into this field.

I feel unwilling to think about it, do you want to show your identity? As soon as this unreliable thought arose, he decisively extinguished it.

The aristocratic coalition on the opposite side was obviously on fire, and it was clear that they were not prepared to let them leave alive. In this case, "identifying yourself" will only die faster.

Theoretically, capturing them alive and arguing with the Holy See would be more beneficial to the Alpha Kingdom. It's a pity that these people in front of them are all low-level nobles and are not qualified to be involved in the upper-level struggle.

If you don't want to get involved in high-level disputes, the easiest way is undoubtedly to pretend that you don't know anything and directly kill people. As long as this "rebel" cavalry is completely destroyed, then they can only wear the hat of the rebel forever.

No matter what other nobles think, Hudson, who is afraid of trouble, has already taken the first step.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......" arrows flew, constantly grabbing heads with comrades on the battlefield, without giving everyone the slightest chance to capture the rebels alive.

In less than a cup of tea, the "Holy Son" was left on the battlefield to resist alone. At this time, a team of flying dragoons descended from the sky, and the unique symbol of holy light made people know at a glance that they were people from the Holy See.

Seeing his own people, the skeleton "Holy Son" was about to open his mouth for help, but he was greeted by a volley of swords. The golden sword flashed, and the Skeleton Saint Son was directly split in two.

"Golden Dragon Knight!"

Confirming the strength of the visitor, Hudson couldn't help but swallow. This person is definitely the strongest person he has encountered since he crossed over, and this strong strength is really enviable.

The strong people of the Aslant continent are respected, and they are shocked by the strength of the people who came, as well as the Holy See represented behind them, and everyone's tacit choice suppressed the thoughts of questioning.

"I am Karlis, the head of the Second Wyvern Knights of the Knights of the Trial, and I have come here on behalf of the Holy See to investigate the Skeleton Society's forgery of the Blood Moon Horn.

Seeing the excitement of your battle just now, I couldn't help but itch my hand and swung a sword, I think you won't mind, right? ”