On the morning of March 17, under the onslaught of the Nord army, a gap in the flank of Dyrlens was finally opened, and in order to avoid the embarrassment of possible two-sided attacks, Hukochili, the head of the Battle of Dyrens, took the initiative to withdraw the few remaining remnants of the army from the front line, which is called the "Great Twist of Dylans" by historians who study the founding battle of the Falcon Dynasty

The Nords, who had gained a glimmer of life, crossed the gap almost in ecstasy, abandoning a heavy apparatus and unnecessary baggage, because at the end of the road, a huge fleet of 200 Nord ships was waiting quietly

"Quick, speed up!"

The Nord generals rode on horseback, galloping through the mountains, waving their whips high, loudly spurring their soldiers to speed up on the mountain paths,

Everyone knew very well how fierce the competition was for the opportunity to return to the country this time, although the commanders of the regiment above did not say it explicitly, but they all conveyed a clear attitude to the commanders of the flag below through the way of secret orders, there are 200 ships, and whoever arrives first will be the most likely to board the ship returning home.

As soon as this news spread, the entire Nord army went completely crazy and returned home! Now in the minds of the 100,000 Nord people, there is only this one belief, and the high morale that suddenly manifests itself is even more depressed for many days, and the journey that used to take a day to reach is now only half a day is enough

"Look, it's a ship, it's our homecoming ship!" a running Nord infantryman suddenly stopped, pointed to the shadows of the sails on the distant shore, and his shout made more soldiers stop,

"Hurry up, don't block the road in front!" came the dissatisfied shouts of other companions from behind, because the mountain road was narrow, and the Nord army could only advance in a dozen queues,

Soon, the beach was crowded with crazy Nord soldiers, all of whom rushed to get on the boat, completely ignoring the weight of the boat, even if it was full of people, and there was not even a place to stand, and there was a dense crowd of people below, trying to get on board the boat by all sorts of normal and irregular means, so that they could get out of this damn place,

"No, you can't get on it again! If you get on the ship again, you're going to capsize!" the sailors on every ship tried their best to keep up, but there were too few of them to stop the soldiers from rushing up frantically.

"This ship is already from our Sixth Banner Regiment! No one else is allowed to board the ship!" Some of the officers who led the rush shouted the number of their own troops, and then instructed the soldiers behind them to drive down those who were not from their own Banner Regiment.

At the beginning of this conflict, it was confined to the realm of scolding, but as the scolding escalated, some people began to do it.

"Damn, the bullshit Sixth Banner Regiment, when the war is fought, they only dare to hide in the back, everyone rushes up and drives down this group of bastards!"

Not to be outdone, the men below commanded upwards, and some angry soldiers drew their weapons,

Originally, it was a friendly team, and now it has completely turned into an enemy who has turned against each other, these are all soldiers who fought out in the sea of corpses and blood on the battlefield, and they are fierce and fearless of death, even in the face of the arrows in the sky, they have never flinched, but now, seeing that their only hope of returning home has been cut off, they immediately turn red in the eyes

"Kill them, whoever prevents Lao Tzu from returning to China, Lao Tzu recognizes him, Lao Tzu's spear does not recognize him!"

"Damn, who's afraid of whom!" the man above picked up the spear in his hand and stabbed at the crowd surging below

'As a result・・・・・・ in the noisy noise from the docks, many Nord soldiers who were pushed off the side of the ship fell from a high place into the sea, and most of the murderers were not pursued, and two or more lives were not given up without hesitation,...,

Seeing the chaos on the dock and the tragic situation of fratricidal slaughter, the Nord generals turned ugly one by one, and they all closed their eyes and could not bear to continue to see this tragic scene.

As more and more overburdened Nord ships slowly departed, the remaining poor people could only shout in despair at the ships in the distance, and the soldiers who could not crowd into the ship, or who could only watch the ship shore because they were too late, finally sat down on the beach in despair

They knew that they had been abandoned, and although some still had a fluke mentality that the Nord fleet was back again, they waited until the evening, and they did not wait for the returning fleet, but the Falcon army that came unhurriedly from behind.

"Send a man and persuade them to surrender!

Hukochili looked at the more than 20,000 Nords who were still on the beach, and waved his hand to a guide behind him, this is the so-called aftermath work on the order, at this moment, Hukochili suddenly realized how vicious this knife of the Falcon Majesty is, abandoned by his most trusted allies, superiors, and kingdoms, for these Nord soldiers who are full of fighting bravery, what a sad and lamentable,

Looking at these Nords who were sitting on the beach, with sluggish faces, and who seemed to have dissipated their souls, who would have thought that these people were able to almost break through the solid Dyrance defense line with an overwhelming offensive just a day ago, but now, these once brave and fearless Nord warriors are completely a walking corpse who don't even have the strength to pick up weapons, more than 20,000 people, just dropped their weapons in silence and became prisoners of the Falcon army,

Compared to these Nord soldiers who were captured because they didn't squeeze into the ship, what was even more tragic was the completely forgotten Crimson Erdo's legion, but these soldiers had a hope, but Crimson got nothing but despair

Because the gap opened so suddenly, the entire Nord army was naturally forgotten, and the more than 40,000 Nord troops of Crimson Erdo, who were still fighting hard under the city of Zhiwacheze, were already in the afternoon of the next day, and the fleet was less than 150 nautical miles from Nord

"Inform the kingdom of the news of Crimson's death!" "Yagrolke held the side of the ship with his hand, looking at the distant light blue sea level in the distance, his eyes flashed with a trace of regret that could not be concealed, Crimson Erdo, as the leader of the young generation of Nord, was originally pinned on by Yagrolke, if he was a qiē shun lì, he was likely to become the first military minister of the Crimson family, but before this young eagle could open its wings, it had already fallen