Kells had already realized that something was wrong, that after fighting for so long, the number of enemies had not decreased significantly, and that the cavalry on his side were tired enough, and that things were really strange. The other party is also a cavalry, and it is a cavalry that is besieged, no matter how you look at it, it is impossible for the other party to have the upper hand, but after fighting for a long time, it does not show defeat at all.

Some of the people around Kells also saw the clues, the people of the Dark Devils seemed to be very resistant to blows, and many of them quickly got up after falling off their horses and continued to devote themselves to the battle, and the two sides fought for so long, the Dark Devils seemed to show no signs of fatigue. At this time, everyone remembered the rumors about the Dark Magic Army, and it seemed that this mysterious army was really different.

An adjutant came up to Kells and asked in a low voice, "My lord, I think something is wrong, why don't we retreat for the time being?"

Kells shook his head, it was not that he didn't see the problem, but it was impossible to withdraw his troops now, and once he withdrew, he would definitely be pursued by the enemy from the rear, and the losses would be too great. He was desperately thinking in his mind about a way to solve the current situation, obviously his side had the upper hand, but he was helpless against the other party, and this was the first time he had encountered such a battle.

"Lift the siege and regroup into a phalanx. "This is the only way Kells can come up with in the end, since the encirclement can't annihilate the other party, it's better to return to the original formation first, so that at least he can think of another way.

As the order continued, the cavalry surrounding the Dark Devils lifted the siege in an orderly manner and reformed into their original formation at the foot of the hillside. The Dark Devils also regrouped due to the withdrawal of the encirclement, and once again faced Correa's cavalry in a less neat formation.

At this time, the Correa army was already tired and sore, just now they had been attacking around the Dark Devil Army, and the physical strength they paid was several times that of the other party, although the situation prevailed, but the actual effect was not obvious, which made the morale of many people shake. Many soldiers seized the moment of regrouping and hurriedly breathed, the other party's hard bone was too difficult to gnaw, and it didn't collapse after killing for so long, and the ordinary army would probably have surrendered long ago.

At this time, Kells also returned to the main group with his personal guard, and he ordered the soldiers to prepare to charge again, and it was still the Elshira cavalry who stood at the front. At present, it seems that only the wind blade of the Elsira cavalry can inflict relatively much damage on the enemy, so you might as well keep killing the enemy by charging normally!

"Charge!" "All Correan troops, including Kells, once again attacked the enemy's formation.

It was another fierce encounter, with casualties on both sides, but it was clear that the Dark Devils' fallen horse, as long as they were not trampled into flesh by the horses' hooves, could almost get up again and return to the fight. Many people have noticed this phenomenon, even ordinary soldiers are no exception, everyone is stunned by the Dark Devil Army's ability to resist, this is simply not human!

Kells had no choice but to regroup his team, still using the tactics of charging, and continue to wear down the Dark Devil like this.

So the two armies charged at each other again, and the result was still the same, but Correa's physical strength was almost exhausted, and many of them were wounded, and they were so tired that they couldn't even straighten their waists. The armor on the cavalry is already heavy, and this kind of charge is extremely physically demanding, even if the body is good, it can't withstand so many arguments.

As the best El Shira cavalry in the whole army, they also showed fatigue at this time, although the formation was still neat, but the sharp aura on their faces could no longer be seen, obviously after a few rounds of wind blade attacks, they were also a little difficult to support. Kells looked at the group of black and oppressive enemy troops on the opposite side, and involuntarily felt a trace of fear in his heart.

The Dark Devils were still the same as they had been at the beginning, no one spoke or smiled, everything seemed to be the same as when they first entered the battlefield. Kells has realized that the chances of winning this battle are very slim, and the ideal outcome is to be able to lead the army to retreat safely, but will the other side let Correa go so easily?

Kells thought of a solution, although this method was a bit embarrassing, but now he can't take much care of it, as long as he can withdraw the army safely, at most he will lose this official position after going back, but at least he has a clear conscience. After thinking of a countermeasure, Kells said to the herald: "Pass the order, the whole army is ready to charge again!"

The herald agreed and hurriedly gave the order, and when the soldiers heard that they were going to charge, some of them couldn't help but curse. Although these scoldings were not loud, Kells could still hear some of them, and he smiled bitterly in his heart, but his face did not change in the slightest, and he was still as cold as iron.

"Kill! Charge!" the Correa cavalry mustered up the last of their courage, screamed vigorously and urged their horses to rush towards the Dark Devil once more.

This time Kells adopted a more extreme formation, and the whole army was tightly combined, like a sharp knife into the opponent's formation. Such a formation is easier to penetrate the opponent's formation, but it does much less damage. As Kells expected, Correa broke through the opponent's formation in one fell swoop.

At this moment, Kells suddenly ordered: "The whole army is not allowed to change direction, continue to move in a straight line!"

Everyone was taken aback by Kells's order, could it be that they just left the battlefield like this, wouldn't this become an escape? Many people encountered such a thing for the first time, and they suddenly gave the order to flee while still in the middle of the battle, but if they looked closely, it seemed that only this time was the safest time, and the enemy army would not expect this result at all, and even if they wanted to chase it, it would be difficult to turn around for a while.

Correya's army ran into the wilderness in one breath, although it was very humiliating, but after all, it was a successful escape from the battlefield, many people said complaining words, but they were secretly glad in their hearts, this time they finally picked up a life. Kells led his army south of Correa, intending to make a detour back to Solandaniel.

He had already made a plan in his heart, and after he went back, he apologized and resigned from all official positions, and went home to be a small lord with peace of mind. In Correa, who values honor, it is difficult for a defeated general like him to continue to gain a foothold, and even if he is the most trusted retainer of the Elshira family, it may be difficult to resist everyone's verbal criticism.

However, things did not go according to Kells's design, and a day later, while the Correa were resting in their makeshift camp, they heard the rumbling of horses' hooves in the darkness in the distance, apparently a large number of troops rushing towards them. Kells immediately realized that something was wrong, and that the Dark Devils must have caught up.

He immediately ordered the whole army to leave the camp urgently, and all supplies were gone. So the soldiers, who had just fallen asleep, were called up again, and many of them did not even have time to put on their armor, so they stepped on their horses in a single suit. Soon after the army left the camp, the Dark Devils had already been killed, and the Correa army was terrified and fled in the darkness of the night.

The Dark Devils followed closely behind like the Grim Reaper, chasing down Correa all the way, and by daybreak, Kells counted the ranks and found that nearly a third of their troops were missing, and the soldiers were either scattered or killed by the Dark Devils. Such a devastating loss made Kells almost want to commit suicide, which will surely become an indelible shame for his life.

However, the sense of responsibility in his bones still made Kells resist the urge to commit suicide, and he had to bring the army back anyway and give an explanation to the Elshira family, so that he could apologize for suicide at that time. So he reorganized the army and consulted with his staff, and now Correa has lost all his baggage supplies, and it is impossible to return to the king directly, the best way is to find the nearest city to supply and rectify first.

After studying the map, they decided to take a break from Malel, a small town on the southern border of Correa. The current Correa army is sleepy and lacking, and many soldiers have lost their basic equipment, so they have no choice but to grit their teeth and persevere.

(End of chapter)

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