Outside Benshi City.

Two armies are fighting.

The front row of shields on both sides has been depleted, and what follows is the bloody clash of flesh and blood of the troops.

At this juncture, the resilience of middle and lower-ranking officers will determine the fate of the entire army.

The first to rout was the private army of Viscount Corenta on the right flank.

During the engagement, the enemy officers shouted words of persuasion such as the fall of the territory, focusing on the head of a subordinate baron planted on the banner, the evidence was conclusive, and the rebuttal of Viscount Correnta was slightly weak, and the right flank collapsed after the targeted advance of two hundred hoplites.

Acewood's heir, Tuze, wielded a heavy hammer, and the white-armored personal guards around him never fired a sword, and the hammer swept away, and nearly ten soldiers around him fell, and the body of the officer who was the first to be attacked was torn apart, and the long sword directly shattered into countless pieces.

The blood soaked the ground, the enemy's 500-strong knights threw themselves into the battlefield, and the momentum created by the galloping horses was full of oppression, and the rout was further intensified, and as the soldiers fled rapidly, the defeat gradually spread from the flanks to the central army.

"This shit."

On the city wall, Mizelle pounded the arrow battlements fiercely, since he knew that more than half of his territory had fallen, he should put his subordinate army behind, but it was already here, it was too late to say anything, and now the question was how to reduce the losses.

"If you withdraw directly, it is estimated that thirty percent of them will survive." Tipeon was not in the mood to taunt his brother again this time, and said solemnly, "Someone has to answer it." ”

"Use a reorganized knight order to go straight to the enemy leader, five hundred people for thousands, theoretically earned, so whose knights will send them to death?" Tarsgar said sullenly.

This time no one spoke anymore, Jiang Yuan took a sip of wine, if the knights want to build it, it is necessary to have middle and lower-level swordsmen as backbone officers, this price is extremely heavy for anyone, and even the earl is difficult to be generous to the extent of waving his hand.

But as long as someone is willing to step up, the loss of this failure can be harmless.

"Let's take it together." Another viscount said.

The cost of evenly apportioning it to individuals is not unacceptable, and the charging knights cannot be temporarily mixed, because they are usually dispersed as they advance.

Behind someone, the saint Ding on duty has a new understanding of the Asra nobles, this group of people is not unable to see the situation, nor is it incapable of saving, but simply mercenary.

Of course, the owners are different from them and belong to the long-term vision.

The battle intensified, and Tasgar commanded the knights he had just sent out to harass on the flanks through the command banner, and was unwilling to officially put it on the battlefield, and finally the rout came unexpectedly, and the defeat was like a mountain, and the troops that lost their momentum and military spirit were not much different from the lambs to the slaughter, and turned around to show their backs, which was equivalent to completely handing over their lives to the enemy.

At the beginning of the cover-up, the enemy's results continued to expand, the auxiliary gate on the side of Benshi City opened, two infantry brigades went out to respond, and the knights cruised to the side, Tu Ze stopped the idea of attacking the city with the momentum, and ordered the pursuit troops to stay ten miles outside the city.

Corpses were everywhere, and people who were not yet dead wailing helplessly, blood soaked the ground, and stumps of flesh and limbs were scattered in flocks, and the more the small forces concentrated their resistance, the more miserable the death became, and the flocks of scavenging birds that had already detected the signs in the sky gradually converged.

Viscount Correnta, who had bravely killed the enemy in front of the troops, was seriously wounded and unconscious, and was brought back by the guardian knight on his shoulder, and the moment he entered the city, the superior swordsman fell to the ground and died, his abdomen pierced by the magic earth.

Due to the rarity of magicians, the number of magicians in a formed group generally does not exceed fifty, which is a family background that only the earl has the strength to equip.

The force was shrinking, and Tuze led the army back to Boulder City, dozens of miles away from the plain, and after the battle, it was estimated that the Castello camp suffered more than 4,000 casualties in this encounter, all due to the collapse of the flank defense.

"The Viscount of Corenta needs to send troops to support, and if it falls completely, the situation will be even more serious." Count Tarsgar said that he was the last one he wanted to be defeated, after all, his own territory was under his feet.

On the city walls, the open-air feast was prepared, and the senior officers sat in their seats in silence, waiting for the leaders to discuss the plan.

"It's too risky to be alone." Tipeon replied, clearly refusing to go to the rescue.

Exquisite meals are all over the table, the barbecue is drenched with honey, sprinkled with spices, the taste is mellow and attractive, jams and pastries are readily available, it looks more like a picnic, the staple food is turtle meat soup, and the material is selected from the rare specialty of the swamp in the southern part of the territory, the big stomach tortoise, this monster is a variant of the king tortoise of the Demon Continent, which migrated over hundreds of years ago, and their stomachs can unreasonably hold food to meet their needs for several years.

"Has the Viscount Castle fallen?" Jiang Yuan tasted the tortoise's thick soup and asked, before cooking, a large number of high-quality ingredients were filled into the tortoise's body, and the whole was steamed, and finally a complex taste with a clear sense of layering was formed, this dish could be regarded as amazing even in the Silver Palace, but he was now more concerned about the stomach of the monster tortoise.

Biological evolution has always been strange and abnormal, and the big-stomached tortoise has adapted a little spatial attribute during migration, which is the same principle as the wind attribute spawned by the griffin soaring in the sky, which is the solidification of the biological characteristics of magic.

In short, a certain master alchemist has found the materials for the space bag, provided that there are sufficient quantities.

"Still resisting, but not for long." Tarsgar's eyes lit up.

"Lend me 700 war horses, and return them all after the war, in addition, this dish is good, there are a little more raw materials, and there are other accessories for baking, so that the local chamber of commerce can find a way to prepare it, which is very common." Jiang Yuan put down his wine glass and said.

"Seven hundred horses is too much ......"

"I swear by the glory of the royal family of Asra."

"Someone." Tasgar called the chief of affairs and ordered the task to continue, the oath of nobility is still useful, the more noble the identity and bloodline, the more so, the execution is not in him, and in the nobles of his level, King Asra will not allow the royal blood to joke with royal honor, and the worst result is only a trip to the court, and it is difficult for the previous prince to die in the war, and the other side will only take prisoners and collect ransom, this account is firmly owed.

……

Late at night, the moonlight is shining.

A theater in the city was requisitioned as a military camp.

Seven hundred horses of the Eastern Army had been allocated at the expense of supporting the territory of Corta, and now the number of cavalry of the Second Army had reached a thousand.

In the VIP room, the fire was blazing, and Jiang Yuan kept throwing materials into the red-colored griffin sword, and every other batch of materials was coated with a layer of black stomach pouch grinding powder of a big-stomached tortoise.

The space bag needs to be supported by a foundation that is hard enough, otherwise there is a risk of collapsing, and the Griffon Sword with its hard properties is perfect for this.

As the material and powder were alternately applied, the spatial hierarchy gradually became clearer, and the sword body became darker and darker.

Until the end, the flames rolled up and disappeared into the black sword, and the casting and refining was completed in a not difficult time.

Jiang Yuan felt the volume of space inside, about the size of two basketball courts, which was already the limit of the material.

(End of chapter)