Sensing the enemy's movements, Lessinus immediately understood that it was the collapse of the defensive line of the barracks behind him - it was a gamble to launch a counter-charge in the midst of such a heavy encirclement, and it was lucky enough to hold out until now, and now it was just the expected thing that had happened.

This gamble is that the Battle Banner Legion has lost, but the battle is not over, and there is still a chance to regain the situation, since the Great Captain of the Blue Wolf named Asriel has already bet on all his hole cards, then there is nothing to worry about, he only needs to do one thing - stop the main force of the Blue Wolf Clan, and then cut off Asriel's head!

"Banner Legion, shield wall ready to ——!" the chief centurion, holding the Blood Cross banner in one hand, roared with all his might, "Stop them, don't let these debris rush in front of Lord Witwood!"

"God bless the Turin ——!!!!" accompanied by a slightly weak shout and a sad trumpet, the Turin soldiers, who were about to be exhausted, leaned on each other to form a quadrangular formation, which gradually opened like a semicircle, and tried their best to stand firm, using the shield wall to block the blue wolf warriors who were still desperately rushing up.

Shields, battle axes, broadswords, spears...... All kinds of weapons kept colliding with each other, tearing apart the bodies of the enemy on the opposite side with all their might, and the warriors, who were already exhausted, were still roaring with blood in their eyes, and they were still desperately stepping on the ground under their shields, and half of their calves were sunk into the dirt.

But soon, the already thin front was quickly torn into sections, and there were constantly blue wolf warriors rushing out of the gaps between the lines, rushing in the direction of the military camp in the distance.

"Don't back down. Don't back off!" the chief centurion's eyes widened. The hands holding the sword were trembling—but the whole front was still breaking up little by little. Torn apart, the roaring Bloodwolf cavalry slaughtered all the lone legionnaires with impunity, and the rudimentary weapons were toys in front of these terrible monsters.

Only formed phalanxes of pikes and knights could hold off these enemies, but neither of these Lepinus had in his hands - he was flanked by either the exhausted veterans of the First Banner Regiment or the auxiliaries who didn't even know how to use a sword.

"Lord Lessinus, if we continue like this, we will be completely surrounded, hurry up and order the withdrawal to the barracks!" The veteran of the first First Banner Regiment standing behind him couldn't help but shout: "Go and join the Chief Flag Officer, in that case, maybe we can still hold the Eagle Fall Mountain!"

"Retreat?" Lebinus, gasping heavily, glanced back at him. He pursed his lips and shook his head: "No, we must not retreat, then it will be over!"

"Staying here, we can still hold back nearly half of the enemy's forces, and give Lord Witwood a chance—if we retreat, the entire front will collapse, and the enemy will be able to slaughter the brethren in the barracks with impunity. Rebinus's gaze became more and more determined: "We are here to stay!"

"But, but ......"

"It's nothing!" Repinus glared back: "Even the Second Banner Regiment, even the bastard of Helthy is not afraid of death, are the brothers of the First Banner Regiment all cowards who are afraid of death?!"

"What, we are not as good as the Second Flag Regiment?

"Then stay here. Buy time for the entire Banner Legion, for Lord Edward Wittwood. Repcinus shouted, "It's a big deal to die here." Nothing to be afraid of!"

The chief centurion, who roared loudly, was the first to stand on a slightly raised stone with the battle flag, and the blood-stained blood cross battle flag fluttered gently in the wind, like a knight, standing in a place where everyone could see.

The Wolf Warriors had abandoned their original raid tactics and fought like utterly fanatical beasts, charging at the Banner Legion's shield wall line again and again, showing off their might as if a wounded wolf was grinning its teeth, but they were repelled again and again in front of the indestructible shield.

Even at the last moment, Repinus still did not completely lose his mind, and the battle flag erected constantly gathered the scattered hundred-man team around him to fill the gap in the line, and replaced the veterans in the front row one after another, maintaining their remaining physical strength to the maximum.

On the slopes of a slaughtering eagle falling mountain, the phalanx of heavy infantry of the Battle Banner Legion holding high torches was like a bright band of light, constantly shaking, but it never showed signs of collapse, but became stronger and stronger, more and more calm, not at all like a group of exhausted soldiers and auxiliary soldiers who had no power to resist.

Asriel, who was riding a blood wolf on the hillside, looked back, and at a glance saw Repinus, who was holding the battle flag, and there was a little more smile on his face: "It looks like Edward has a pretty good man." ”

"He was Le Binus, who killed the men of Gracchus in a one-on-one duel. A blue wolf warrior behind him immediately spoke, pulling out the battle axe at his waist: "Do you want me to kill him?"

The moment he heard this proposal, Asriel did feel a little moved, if he could destroy the enemy's last direction, he would be able to gather all his forces to besiege Edward, and the certainty of taking Eagle Fall Mountain would be even greater!

But the more he thought about it, the more he felt that there might be some trap in it—not to mention that if he wanted to kill Ripinus, he would have to withdraw again and disperse the forces he had just gathered again.

Could this be what that guy wants to see? Yes, definitely!

"No, we have an even more important enemy - Edward Witwood!" Asriel shook his head, "We must kill him first, and the battle will be over by killing him." ”

"When the time comes, all of them will be our prey!" The black-haired boy had a bloodthirsty grin on his face, and waved the Dominic scimitar in his hand wantonly: "Kill this group of Turin dogs completely, and leave no one behind!"

"For the sake of Grand Chief Asrael——!!!! Nearly a hundred blood wolf cavalry who rushed out with Asrael roared wildly, rushing through the chaotic battlefield and rushing towards the west side of the wall!

"Damn, I'm a wizard, not some kind of auxiliaries from the countryside - why do you always have to do such manual work?!" Marco muttered in front of a watchtower in the barracks, setting up the ballista that had been installed and aiming, "Don't you even have a person who can help?!"

"Those who can still walk have rushed out. Little Goodwin on the side put the clay pot filled with ignition agent on the platform of the ballista, and said angrily: "Everyone is desperate to survive, how can you say such a thing?!"

"You're getting more and more like your Edward master—it's all so cold. The silver-haired wizard muttered as he pressed the switch hard, "Go to hell, barbarians of the land!"

The six heavy ballistas were still tilting their fire—Marco Tasker and little Goodwin were no longer wasteful, and the only remaining ignition pots and oil were all thrown into the battlefield in the distance, bursting flames, scattered sparks, and shattered stone cannon...... The entire slopes of Eagle Fall Mountain were filled with screams and wails, and under the threat of flames and stone cannons, neither the Battle Banner Legion nor the Blue Wolf Clan were treated equally, and there was no second outcome except to fall to the ground screaming.

The battle reached this point, and no one could avoid their comrades at all, so they could only aim at as many places as possible against the enemy, and gain that little advantage for the legion.

Nearly a hundred blood wolf cavalrymen rushed through the battlefield that was already full of corpses, and the barracks of the Battle Banner Legion were already close at hand, and Asriel's face had a little more excited expression.

Edward Wetwood, I can take this Eagle Fall Mountain before dawn!(To be continued.) )