When enemies see each other, it is extraordinarily red. Hudson's name is well-known in the Orc Empire, and he has dominated the bounty list for many days.

Even if it is a simple house, it has ushered in several waves of assassins. Maybe it's to attract more killers to participate, or maybe it's an intelligence mistake that omitted the Earth Bear from the information on the list.

As a result, a bunch of foolish killers rushed in, and before they could understand what was going on, they were pulled out by the cubs and used as toys.

In fact, the success rate of this kind of assassination of enemy generals has always been very low. A cautious king like Hudson, who came and went in and out of the army, the Assassin didn't even have a chance to get close.

The assassination can be successful, either by sneaking into the manager's side, or by launching a sneak attack while he is out and alone.

Similar means, the Alpha Kingdom has already paid the tuition fees before. Now Lord Hudson is surrounded by his own cronies and guards, and there is not even a handmaiden, let alone let the orcs mix up.

……

"Your Royal Highness, the Terran cavalry has arrived, and the leader seems to be Hudson's bastard, let me lead the team out and give them some color!"

Greg stepped forward to ask for battle.

It was evident from his reddened eyes that he was full of hatred for Hudson.

"Okay, then it's up to you to lead the way. Pass the order down, open the camp gate and attack the whole army! ”

Prince Butzweig ordered with a solemn expression.

Beamon's dictionary doesn't have the word "defensive" in it, especially in this kind of field encounter, and there is no reason to retreat.

If you look at their camp, you can see that it is not a suitable place for defense. The most important thing is that the situation does not allow them to hold on, don't look at the fact that there are only Terran cavalry outside now, maybe the infantry will follow after a while.

Once confined to the camp and lost the high mobility of the cavalry, it was only a matter of time before the whole army was destroyed.

With the continuous narrowing of the distance between the two sides, the peak collision of the two powerhouses is about to kick off in this wilderness.

"Crossbowmen prepare, wait for the opportunity to find a target to shoot, don't be polite to Beamon!"

Hudson ordered very unspeakably.

For this battle, he took all the miniature crossbows of the Moxies. In particular, those magic crossbows are war weapons that can pierce the armor of heavy cavalry.

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

A rain of arrows burst through the air, and the Beamon cavalry rushing forward was almost shot into a sieve. Captain Greg, who was in the lead of the beast, didn't understand what was going on, so he went to see the beast god in advance.

Seeing this scene, Prince Butzweig's face changed greatly. It's really too unsophisticated, and the cavalry duel actually plays magic technology.

What worries him even more is that these inconspicuous miniature magic crossbows can come together and burst out with such power.

If the Terran cavalry in the future has a pair of magic crossbows in their hands, how can they mix on the continent than the Mongolian cavalry?

Do you want to continue to thicken the armor and strengthen the defense of the soldiers?

Or maybe it's replacing ordinary armor with high-defense magic armor?

Both of these options are a disaster for the Beamon family.

The armor continues to thicken, which means that the mobility will be further reduced.

Magic armor is good at everything, but the cost is high and the output is low, and it is all handmade by alchemists, and it does not have the possibility of mass production.

The arrows flying through his forehead pulled Prince Butzweig back to reality. The fate of the Beamon clan is better to consider in the future, and the most important thing now is to get through the current hurdle first.

After paying the price of hundreds of cavalry losses, the two armies finally collided together, and the famous scene of people turning on their horses and beasts on their backs was staged in an instant.

"Terran Knights!"

As soon as the thought came to him, Prince Butzweig dropped the idea of crushing the cavalry in front of him.

There is no way, they are all enemies on war horses, and the difference in appearance is not large, and it is difficult to distinguish the difference between the knights and the cavalry regiment before the battle.

Hudson's decision to let the Knights take the lead was undoubtedly wise. The brutal collision on the battlefield, the Beamon cavalry only had the upper hand in a slight battle.

And then this advantage is not enough for them to compensate for the disadvantage in troops. After a round of head-to-head duel penetrated, hundreds of Bimon cavalry were added to the ground.

The number of Terran cavalry killed in battle is actually higher, but under the advantage of troops, it is not very eye-catching.

The army turned its horses, and the word "kill" came out of Hudson's mouth, and the knights charged again, followed by countless cavalry.

A new round of power collision occurred, and the battle scene became more and more bloody. In the collision of barbarism and civilization, it has become civilization that has the upper hand at this moment.

Two rounds of peak duels, plus the hundreds of people who were taken away by the rain of arrows in front, the reduction of the Beamon cavalry has exceeded 1,000.

Seeing this scene, Prince Butzweig, who was hidden in the army, secretly said, "Oops! ”

Although he wanted to take Hudson's head, reason prevailed in the end. After the second round of confrontation, he no longer turned the beast's head, and ordered directly at the soldiers: "Withdraw with me!" ”

While speaking, he started to run away with his troops without looking back. By the time Hudson turned his horse's head, the distance between the two sides had stretched to several hundred meters.

Looking at the fleeing Beamon cavalry, Hudson only felt a little unreal. This time he could not hang up, and Uncle Bear Stearns slept on his shoulder the whole time.

"Chase!"

Hudson immediately ordered.

As soon as the Beamon cavalry withdrew, the outcome of this battle could be regarded as being divided in advance. It is rare to have this kind of opportunity to beat the water dog, so naturally you can't let it go.

Hacking one to death counts as one, and killing is the best strategy for a race like Beamon, where there are few people.

On the plains, there was a scene of chasing and fleeing. Theoretically, it would be useless to pursue the Beamon cavalry now.

However, this is not a prairie after all, and the avenue is only a few meters wide, which cannot accommodate too many cavalry, and the fleeing Beamon cavalry will inevitably trample on the farmland on both sides of the road.

However, there are still a few pits in the farmland along the way. It is inevitable that the beast will occasionally miss its front hooves.

The real point of this chase is to kill these unlucky people who have an accident. Of course, it is not excluded that Officer Beamon had bad luck and plunged headlong into some "dead end" with his troops.

The plain land, that is, the overall land is flat, does not mean that all the land is on the same horizon, without any obstacles.

Occasionally, a few small dirt bags, a narrow road appears, or a canyon or river can appear.

Looking at the eagle man hovering in the distant sky, Hudson cursed secretly, "Bad luck! ”

With these guys pointing the way in the sky, counting on the enemy to lead the army into a "dead end", it is basically no fun.

An opportunity to completely annihilate the Beamon cavalry corps slipped away in his hands, but the pursuit still had to continue.

Thirty miles, fifty miles, one hundred miles...... In the pursuit and escape battle all the way, he actually ran to the border line of the Duchy of Moxi.

"Stop the pursuit!"

Hudson stopped the pursuing team with a wave of his hand.

I can't continue to chase it, even if I am in the bloodline of the Demon Beast, the endurance of the war horse is still limited after all.

In the previous pursuit, there were not a few tired war horses. Now even Hudson's own war horse is exhausted and out of breath, and if he continues to chase it, he will die again.

At such a great price, the results achieved are also very high. The Beamon cavalry corps, which fled in a hurry, has now been severely damaged.

It is estimated that half of those who escaped into the Duchy of Orton would be considered lucky. The rest have either been separated in the chase or have been sent to meet the beast god.

"A group of remnants of the defeated army, I guess the Duchy of Orton should be able to solve it, right?"

Hudson muttered to himself with some uncertainty.

It's really not that he wants to pit the Principality of Orton, it's really that the enemy is running over there, and he can't stop it if he wants to.

If the Beamon cavalry had been a little more honest and had run to join the reinforcements, Hudson would have been able to cripple their formation, if not destroy them.

Running to other countries is also a similar ending. As long as the armies of the neighboring countries stopped them slightly, this group of Beamon was finished.

The only exception is the Duchy of Orton. In the previous battle, it had been severely damaged by the Orc Expeditionary Force, and now it is in a state of defenselessness.

To be able to keep a core area where the royal capital is located is a very hard work. Border defense, let's save it first!

After resting on the spot for two days, Hudson ordered the army to return. Resting for so long was not only to let the soldiers relax for a while, but also to worry about the return of the Beamon cavalry.

As it turned out, it was purely he who thought too much. The Beamon cavalry regiment, which had fled into the Duchy of Orton, rested for the night and then continued on its way.

Judging by the route of the march, it is either to consolidate some of the Duchy of Orton, or to prepare to enter the Warhammer Kingdom.

In either case, it seems to have cheated on his teammates. Let the Moxies deal with this kind of thing, and the battle will be won anyway.

Although thousands of cavalry were lost and tens of thousands of war horses were wasted, everything was not worth mentioning in the face of the heavy damage to the record of the Beamon cavalry corps.

It seems that the number of enemies destroyed is not much, but in other words, it is different: 1.5% of the population of the Beamon tribe has been wiped out, and all of them are still young and strong.

Hudson had all thought about the qualitative nature of the war, and it was a big victory of great "strategic significance". Take it out and brag about it, it's definitely enough.

Compared with the speed of the wind when he came, when he returned, it was a cavalry turned into infantry, swaying slowly at a speed of fifty miles a day.

They were all forced out, and when they pursued the Beamon cavalry, they all galloped wildly. The horses that were originally used for transportation were naturally discarded in the rear.

The sequelae of excessive use of horses have been breaking out in the last two days.

Fortunately, this is a world with extraordinary powers, and special magic potions have saved the lives of many war horses, otherwise these cavalrymen may really become infantry.

Now there is no need to rush, naturally you have to cherish the horsepower. Intuition told Hudson that these highly effective magic potions were not good goods.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he always feels that the continent of Aslant is biased from the technology tree. All healing magic comes at the cost of draining the life force of the wounded.

The situation of the treatment agent is not much better, but any medicine that can have an immediate effect has a price.

……

In the camp of Beamon, the Duchy of Orton, Prince Butzweig, who received the news of Hudson's withdrawal, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

didn't have time to be happy, and the casualty data reported by his subordinates made his good mood all shattered.

Looking at the officers in the camp who had halved, Prince Butzweig said in a low tone: "The failure of this battle is mainly because we underestimated the strength of the human race, and the continental overlord is not so easy to shake after all!"

I think you have also felt that although the combat effectiveness of the Terran Knights is slightly weaker than ours, with the advantage of weapons and equipment, this gap has been almost made up by them.

Even those Terran cavalry, led by the Knights, were able to inflict a lot of casualties on us.

On the Imperial Court's side, I will be responsible for explaining that I will not hold you responsible for your defeat, but I hope that you will take this as a warning and restrain your pretentious arrogance.

Always remember that our enemy is not a weak slime, but an overlord who dominates the continent of Aslanth.

The enemy is strong, but the valiant Beamon ......"

It's beating the generals under his command again, and it's boosting morale, and Prince Butzweig is now fighting.

Don't look at what he says lightly, he will handle it on the royal court's side. But the orc empire is cruel, and the internal competition of the Beamon clan is not much worse.

After such a big defeat, the competitors who want to catch his pigtails will definitely not be soft.

If it weren't for the fact that the army is now hanging alone, the command would have been relieved.

Reason told him that if he didn't perform well in the future, he would at least have to peel off his skin when he went back.

"Your Royal Highness, judging from the current situation, this operation against the Duchy of Moxi is afraid that it will be very difficult to achieve the original purpose.

Why don't you send someone to contact the reinforcements from all walks of life, invite them to come south and join us, and join forces to fight into the Warhammer Kingdom. ”

Clark suggested.

As a strategist, his fate was closely linked to that of Prince Butzweig. If something goes wrong with the boss, his little brother will have to be unlucky.

With the discrimination of the orc royal family against these vassal races, it is not easy to meet a boss like Prince Butzweig who can listen to persuasion. Even if you want to change the courtyard, it is not operable.

"It's late, if the strength of the army has not been damaged. Inviting reinforcements from all walks of life to join in the Warhammer Kingdom is indeed a good way to go.

At this point, even if we can join forces, the right to speak will not be high.

Even if you win a big victory in the Warhammer Kingdom, it will be difficult to make up for the impact of this defeat. There is only one way left for us, and that is to go all the way south to disturb the hinterland of the human race.

The strength of the Terrans in the northern continent is not too strong, except for the Alpha Kingdom, the Warhammer Kingdom and the Principality of Moxi, the rest are a group of small countries.

With the forces in our hands, we can completely set off a great chaos. Duke Daniel has set an example for us, and we just need to follow suit.

The order was passed on, and then all the Terran villages and towns were destroyed, and all the serfs and civilians in these lands were driven out.

We need a wave of refugees, one of such a magnitude that can shake the Terran rule in the North! ”

Prince Butzweig said indifferently.

If you want to make a comeback, you have to make a surprise move. According to the normal style of play, no matter how he performs next, it will be difficult to get enough feats to cover up the previous defeat.

"Your Highness, it is not difficult to set off a wave of refugees to disrupt the countries of the human race, but relying on these alone, I am afraid that the imperial court will not be able to explain it.

Unless we can spread the chaos all the way to the middle of the continent and effectively weaken the war potential of the Terrans. Just ......"

Before the middle-aged general could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Prince Butzweig waving his hand. Spreading chaos to the middle of the continent is not so simple.

The few human kingdoms in the middle are not fools. It is estimated that before they can get closer, the army will kill them.

Having just suffered a severe beating by the Terran cavalry, no Beamon dared to guarantee that with this half-crippled legion, he would be able to withstand the military blows of a kingdom.

"The flow of refugees does not have to enter the middle of the continent, and the same is true for driving refugees into the Alpha Kingdom!

Of course, it would be better if the scale of the refugee flow was large enough to cause problems for the countries of the central human race by the way! ”

Thank you to the alliance leader of the empty spirit, owe more +1, strive to pay it back recently, love your sea and moon!

(End of chapter)