The Holy Cult army rained down on Correa's army with a rain of arrows, and although they were wearing armor, they were unable to defend themselves in this situation, and countless cavalry fell off their horses. The road was soon paved with dead and wounded men and horses, and the obstacles created by the dead bodies slowed down the advance of the cavalry behind.

Many cavalry had no choice but to step on the corpses of their comrades, but once their speed decreased, they had to withstand more arrows, and those who rushed ahead were in a dilemma, with dense arrows on one side and a crowded crowd on the other, and the road to the camp of the Holy Cult was quickly piled up with corpses, and it was impossible for the horses to sprint.

Seeing that the road ahead was so difficult, the officers had to give the order to withdraw to the city, but the dense crowd made the retreat very difficult, and it took a long time for the troops to gradually retreat into the city, and by this time the city gate had already become a sea of blood.

The army that had returned to the city looked extremely depressed, and the wounded were innumerable, and those who had not yet had time to leave the city looked at the wounded companions, and their faces were all dead. The streets of the town were littered with wounded lying on the ground, and the military doctors were exhausted to the point of collapse, but many still died from blood loss.

Marek sat in the room and listened to the adjutant's report, he didn't expect this to be the result, although there would be a large number of casualties in the breakthrough, but he didn't expect that the enemy camp would not rush to cause such a large number of casualties, it seems that the enemy army is very well prepared, and everything has already been expected.

The current Correa army is like a wounded trapped beast, although he has the heart to fight with the other side, he can't even touch the enemy's edge, even a person with experience in war like Marek doesn't know what to do. Marek's eyes stared at the oil lamp on the table, but for some reason his mind drifted to the bodies of several major families, I don't know what happened to those people?

If there was no internal strife between the two sides, it would be difficult for the Holy Religious Army to encircle so many troops now, even if they were well prepared, but unfortunately they were divided, which gave the Holy Religious Army a chance to divide and encircle, and now that I think about it, this war may have been wrong from the beginning. The more Malek thought about it, the more he felt that he really shouldn't be the commander-in-chief of this war, otherwise he wouldn't have ended up in such a situation, not only his life was in danger, but even his wisdom would be ruined.

"Your Majesty, I wonder how you are now?" said Marek muttering to himself. Correa's royal capital, Solandaniel, is being attacked by the Holy Cult Army, and I don't know if the king is still well, whether the king is still in the king's hands, and he should have rushed back to the rescue, but now he is far away, and I am afraid that the fall of the royal capital will be a matter of time......

Marek's thoughts became more and more confused, and all kinds of past things he didn't want to do involuntarily came to his mind, and he smiled bitterly in his heart, this time the Correa Army really provoked an opponent that should not be provoked, but who would have thought that the Holy Cult Army would be so powerful, their strength is like an abyss with no bottom in sight, if he had known that this opponent was so terrible, he would have persuaded the king not to start this war.

However, now regret is useless, Malek began to think about the final outcome, if he continued to break through, he didn't know how many people would die, and it was difficult to say whether he could break through successfully. And where to go after the breakout, this is the most troublesome part, the original plan to make a detour from Hironice to the east is obviously impossible, where else can they go?

If he doesn't break through, then he will have to surrender, once he surrenders, his prestige in this life will be lost, and how will he face the king who trusts him, and what face will he have to return to Correa to face his family and subordinates in the future. The Correa people have always considered it shameful to surrender to those who would rather die in battle than surrender, but this is easy to say, and how many people have actually done it?

Maybe others will surrender, but he Marek can't, he is the king's confidant, leading the king's direct army, people from several major families may be able to surrender, but he can't, he represents the king, the king represents Correa, if he surrenders, where will the king's face go, even if the world can forgive him, the king will not let him go.

The more Marek thought about it, the more desperate he felt, even if he could escape back, eat such a big defeat, and if he went back, he could only be punished according to the law, who made him the king's favorite general, and he was also a general who had been famous for many years, it was a matter of the face of the entire Correa, and in the end, I am afraid that he could only be the scapegoat.

"Well, since that's the case...... If you can't go back alive, at least you have to keep your reputation, so that you can give your family a way to live. Desperate, Malek suddenly became resolute, and instead of living in humiliation and suffering the eyes of the world, it was better to kill himself, at least to leave a little reputation.

Marek finally made up his mind, he stood up abruptly, and shouted outside the door, "Someone!"

After a while, one of the guards opened the door and came in and asked, "My lord, what are your orders?"

Malek said to the guards, "Go and call the adjutant, I have something to look for him." ”

Soon the adjutant was summoned to Marek's room, and Marek instructed the adjutant: "You send me a letter to the camp of the Holy Cult, and be sure to hand it over to their supreme commander in person." ”

The adjutant couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and looked at Marek in disbelief. Malek said indifferently: "Go ahead, I'll be in charge of everything, you don't have to worry." With that, Marek handed a letter to the adjutant, who put it away, gave a military salute, and left.

Marek's lieutenant quickly left the city, because he was Marek's lieutenant, and no one dared to ask him where he was going. He rode straight to the Holy Cult's barracks, where he was soon spotted by sentinels. After some cross-examination, Marek's lieutenant was brought before Hortz.

"Who are you, and what is the matter with me?" asked Hortz with a serious expression. Since taking charge of the army alone, Hortz has become more and more serious, and even Winnett laughs at him like an old man, but it is because of Hortz's meticulous style that he has won the respect of the whole army in a short time.

Marek's adjutant gave Hortz a military salute, then took Marek's handwritten letter from his bosom and respectfully handed it to Hortz. Malek's lieutenant didn't know who Hortz was, but seeing that the others were very respectful to him, it was assumed that this person was probably the commander of the Holy Cult.

Hotz took the letter and read it, he couldn't help frowning slightly, he closed the letter and asked: "Your general said that he was willing to let the troops surrender in order to save the lives of the soldiers, but he himself could not surrender, what does this mean?"

The adjutant was stunned for a moment, he hadn't read the content of the letter, he didn't expect it to be about surrender. I saw him shake his head blankly and said, "This...... I don't know too much about that. ”

Hortz said: "Regarding this matter, I can basically agree to his request, as long as the Correa Army is willing to surrender, I will definitely save the lives of the soldiers, and our Holy Cult Army will never do anything indiscriminately to kill innocents." But I hope General Marek will give me a clear answer to his own questions. Now please go back and tell me. ”

The adjutant left the camp of the Holy Cult Army and returned to the city with trepidation, all the way he was thinking about Marek's thoughts, asking the army to surrender and he himself did not surrender, what kind of medicine was in this gourd......? The adjutant suddenly had an ominous premonition. He hurried towards Marek's quarters, and when he came to the door, he saw that the house was crowded with people inside and outside, all of whom had sad expressions on their faces.

The adjutant secretly screamed in his heart: "Not good!"

He struggled to squeeze through the crowd and made his way to the house, only to see Marek lying upright on the bed, red blood staining the white sheets, looking so shocking. Marek had gauze wrapped around his neck, his face had turned a bloodless dark gray, and he had long since passed away.

The adjutant burst into tears of grief, which caused countless people to shed tears, and a generation of famous generals died, and everyone's hearts were filled with worries about the future in addition to great sadness.

(End of chapter)