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After the death of Ferrauer and a group of senior officers, Frankel's troops were leaderless, and after the junior officers saw the commander's banner fall, they led their respective subordinates to break through in all directions, only a few officers were still trying their best to gather the remnants, intending to fight to the death, but this competent officer did not get a better ending, and was blasted into ashes by the magic from the sky.

After several volleys from the magicians of the Earth United, Nossen ordered the troops to disperse, looking for enemy officers in small teams, and then levitated with Kevin and Sarah at a safe height to look down on the entire battlefield, indifferently watching the originally aggressive coalition forces that had come together to reap the benefits of cannibalism.

The troops of the Reis Empire, the Roy Kingdom and the Scott Empire have also been full of anger in the past few days, and there is no mercy in the face of the soldiers of Frankel.

By the time Hamm and Baker arrived at the battlefield with their men, most of the Franklic Empire's troops had already fled separately, and only a few of the guys who couldn't figure out the situation or couldn't find their horses and couldn't flee were still resisting.

Seeing that Hamm and Baker arrived, Kevin only surrounded those remnants of the soldiers, and did not send people to pursue those large groups of deserters, so he lowered his altitude with some displeasure, and said to Ham and Baker in a cold voice: "You have 100,000 people shouting and shouting around thousands of people, are you an idiot for me? There are less than 10,000 routs in each direction of the southwest, due south, and due west, and you quickly send people to pursue and intercept them, I don't ask you to annihilate them all, just cripple and be afraid, and you don't have the courage to fight, just arrange them as soon as possible, otherwise don't blame us for breaking our promise." Hamm and Baker nodded a little blush, and under a series of orders, three cavalry units of 20,000 men gathered and set off as quickly as possible, following the guidance of the Thunder Eagle in the air, pursuing the remnants of the fleeing army with the most optimized route.

Rise to a safe height again. Nothanh looked at Kevin and said, "Yes, you're pretty scary when you have a straight face." ”

Kevin pouted and said, "What do you mean by being scary? Is that called majesty?"

Sarah looked at the smoke and dust running to the east, and said with some concern: "About 20,000 enemy troops have fled to the east, can our men stop them?"

Kevin looked at the rout army in the east and said disdainfully: "Don't look at those guys, there are a lot of them, but as long as they see our people, they will definitely turn around and run, don't worry, Sarah, there are still 60,000 royal cavalry from the Elder Empire and the Lawson Empire waiting for them, and those guys are always clamoring to go to the front line." Now is the right time to give them a chance. Let's go over and have a look, I also want to see how strong the Empire's most elite cavalry really is. Curious about this, Norson left a reluctant Sarah to look after the team and follow Kevin all the way east.

Kevin and Noxon just came to watch the excitement, so they flew high and didn't add psychological pressure to the fleeing rout.

Ten minutes later, Frankl's 20,000 defeated troops came to an open plain and galloped for ten minutes. Their horses have been physically exhausted, and they have to slow down their horses to regain a little strength.

The team moved forward slowly, and at this time there was no complete formation in the team, and it was almost a pile of east and west. And among the officers in the troops, the highest rank is only the wing commander, and there is no corps commander.

When more than a dozen wing commanders were gathering to confirm the temporary command of the troops, they found four neat formations in front of the team, in front of the left and on the right, and due south. The officers shouted to the troops to stop. They all picked up the lookout glasses and looked at them, and when they saw it, they all gasped.

Saw. These four teams were all cavalry, and the number of each team was between 10,000 and 20,000, which was nothing, and what really shocked the officers of these routs was that the horses of the four cavalry units blocking their way in front of them were all covered with thin blankets embroidered with royal insignia. The faces of the officers of the defeated army were extremely ugly, although they were also considered elite in the Frankish Empire, but they had to be compared to whom, compared with the average troops, they were definitely worthy of the word elite, but if they were compared with the Royal Cavalry troops, they were nothing.

An officer's voice trembled a little and said, "It's the royal cavalry of the Aier Empire and the Lawson Empire, what should we do?"

Another officer with a pale face said, "They have already discovered us, but their soldiers have not attacked, I wonder if we should send someone over to talk to them?"

An officer with a beard on his face said angrily, "What are you talking about? Are you going to surrender?"

At this moment, a dull horn sounded, and the officers of the routed army looked one after another, only to see the originally motionless cavalry phalanx slowly advancing under the urging of the horn, accelerating in their direction. The Royal Cavalry units of the Elder Empire and the Lawson Empire did not talk nonsense, nor did they persuade them to surrender according to the usual practice, they have their glory, and they want to use their strength to prove that they are the real cavalry.

The 60,000 cavalry accelerated their charge, their horses' hooves trampled on the soft ground, the rumbling sound was deafening, and the morale and bloody shouts of killing in the charge made Frankl's rout even more terrifying.

More than a dozen co-captains of Frankl were all at a loss when they saw each other fighting without declaring a battle, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

The bearded officer who had just spoken gritted his teeth and shouted: "What are you still doing in a daze, if you don't want to die, hurry up to meet the enemy." After speaking, he urged the horse to gallop to the headquarters.

The other wing captains, look at me, I look at you, they no longer have the courage to fight again, the disparity in strength between the enemy and us, whether it is the number of people, personal strength, physical strength or overall strength, is not the opponent of the royal cavalry who are waiting for work, not to mention the new defeat of their own side, the morale has dropped to the extreme, not to mention whether the soldiers under their command will have the courage to fight to the death, even if everyone is united, it is inevitable to lose or even bury their bones in a foreign country.

At this time, the royal cavalry units of the Aier Empire and the Lawson Empire were slowly approaching, and it was not far from the final battle acceleration distance, and the captains of the Frankel Wing did not hesitate anything, whether it was fighting or fleeing, they must first integrate the troops, otherwise, personal strength would not play any role at all in such a large-scale battlefield, even if they escaped, there was no one to cover, and it was almost impossible to escape.

The group of captains who came back to their senses urged their horses back to the large army, and with their own guards or a small number of men and horses from their headquarters, they assigned pieces of stragglers to their command, and after forming phalanxes of different sizes, they began to slowly accelerate towards the enemy with full of fear. (To be continued......)