It was only early the next morning that when Snow Bear Cummins came to Ron's residence again, he found that there was no one to be found, only a dozen trembling maids and four senior staff officers who had been tied up.

Michael found Ron hidden in the ranks of the 1st Brigade during breakfast, but he couldn't help this domineering little gentleman, so he had to protect him in the Chinese army and chase him all the way.

The traces of the steppe people could not be hidden, and the army of two million was divided into several roads and stretched for hundreds of kilometers, and the terrain along the road was changed, not to mention the skeletons of ostriches and various animals that could be seen everywhere, as well as the massive human excrement, which was foul-smelling.

It was not until the evening of the next day that the 2nd Division finally caught up with the tail of the steppe people, and after easily destroying the 100,000 troops that had been broken, the whole army set up camp in a town called 'South Pole Star'.

Although the town has been evacuated to Ferretti City, it is now full of the evil deeds left behind by the steppe people.

The once ornate lord's palace and council chamber were in ruins, and the precious books and works of art that had accumulated in them for a long time had either been looted or turned into broken garbage and thrown everywhere.

Michael was studying the military strategy with several brigade commanders, and the steppe people were obviously divided into three ways, and they decided to follow behind the steppe people on the far left, squeezing the steppe people in the direction of Vera Di City, and the other two roads were only for surveillance.

This sortie was obviously too hasty, lacking effective linkage with the three major military cities, and there were too many steppe people, the entire sky was blocked by the flying feathers of the steppe people, and the intercom they carried with them could not contact Vera Di City.

In this way, the steppe people with broken tails were eliminated one after another, and there were nearly 300,000 scattered people in total.

Michael led the troops cautiously, and every time he found signs of something wrong, he would always get rid of contact with the steppe people as soon as possible, use the terrain to patiently maneuver with the steppe people, and fight steadily without being greedy.

It was not until the morning of the third day, when the Second Division entered a gourd-like terrain when it pursued a 100,000-strong force of the steppe people.

Ignoring the obstruction of his men, Ron led a brigade of soldiers and personal guards, suddenly broke away from the formation, and pursued the remaining 40,000 steppe people who fled into the mouth of the gourd.

Michael had received confirmation from the scouts an hour earlier that the steppe men in the middle and right lanes that had split out before were not nearby, so he hurriedly led the main force to chase them in.

At this moment, two groups of steppe people composed of 400,000 people each suddenly interjected from two directions, breaking through the barrier of the Ward scouts, and preemptively plunged into the narrow area of the gourd landform, regardless of casualties.

Ron still has a bit of common sense, seeing that the situation is not good, he can't care about eliminating those remnants of the grassland, and under the protection of the guards, he will move closer to the main army with all his might.

Unfortunately, after spending 200,000 men, the steppe quickly routed the servant army of a brigade protecting the flank, and succeeded in cutting the entire team into two sections.

Michael, well aware of Ron's importance, fought desperately to reopen the passage, but unfortunately, it was only then that they realized that they were facing far more steppe people than the million on the left.

I don't know what tricks the prairie people played, and Michael didn't know where these steppe people who suddenly appeared came from.

But soon he realized that when the number of people exceeded a certain size, it was really difficult for a strong man to check the discrepancies of hundreds of thousands with the naked eye.

What's more, in such a vast southeastern land, it is difficult for scouts who have been blocked from most of their reconnaissance capabilities to discover an army that is deliberately hidden.

This was a trap that the steppe people deliberately left for them, and they foolishly slipped into it.

Not only that, but soon his subordinates reported that the other two steppe people who had split out before were also rapidly shrinking to this side.

Without the cover of the city walls, without the advantage of terrain and room to toss, the drastic reduction of the battle loss ratio was enough to make any Wardsmann soldier distressed to death, and field combat was never their forte.

Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes, and the nearly one million enemies that have emerged out of thin air have completely changed the numerical comparison, becoming the last straw that crushes the camel.

Standing on the hill and watching the black pressure converge on this side, the grassland people who could not see the border at a glance made it easy to think of words like doomsday, and Michael, the commander of the second direct division, his heart fell sharply.

If the dispatch of troops was not so hasty, if there were tens of thousands of heavy armored soldiers of the old snow bear Cummins, if they could form a linkage with the border city troops to protect the two wings, even if they flew close to the two wings of the first division, if it were not for Ron's greedy exploits, they would never have fallen into such an embarrassing situation if they continued to fight steadily with their hard power.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs on the battlefield, and accepting this challenge head-on is what he should do now.

The 60,000 soldiers of the 2nd Division and 20,000 servant troops fought desperately for three hours and wiped out more than 500,000 steppe people, but they still did not rush through the distance that seemed to be close at hand, but in fact it was still a full kilometer away.

On the contrary, because of the squeeze of the strong troops of the steppe people and the eagerness to rescue, the elongated formation was gradually forced to retreat into the narrow corner of the gourd-shaped terrain.

In the vast wilderness, the superiority in military strength is sometimes not compensated for by strong combat strength at all.

It wasn't until Ron was tied up and came to the front of the two armies that one of the brigades protecting him and his personal guards killed all 7,000 Imperial soldiers.

Ron, who was tied to the rope, could no longer see the heroic posture of the past, the exquisite and luxurious armor was stripped away, the cold air in December made him want to curl up and shiver, the originally handsome face was covered with blood, and he couldn't tell whether he was injured or not, but the tears and fearful whimpering under his eyes were clearly displayed in front of everyone.

With the howling cold wind, the morale of the entire second division dropped to the lowest point in an instant.

Michael was faced with a dilemma, and he suddenly resented the young master who had a low level of vision for choosing Ferretti City instead of taking refuge in the city of Nopua, where his brother was stationed.

If it was Peterson, the adopted son of the Levinson family and the commander of the first division, who was facing this situation at this time, he would definitely be ashamed and angry, and he would draw his sword to thank his father, at least he didn't have to think about it as entangled as he is now.

But this was just a mess of Michael's mind riding on the beast dragon.

As the commander of the 2nd Division, Michael was much more sober, and he suddenly understood all the ins and outs.

Why did the steppe people have to provoke them so much before leaving, and why did they have to catch up with the speed of the steppe people with most of them as heavy infantry, and they never distanced themselves.

Why do the steppe people leave a small part of the broken rear troops every time, attracting them to constantly rush forward?

So much so that after a day and a night of pursuit, they subconsciously felt that the grassland people were nothing more than that, and relaxed their vigilance.

And why would the steppe people keep an eye on their mounts and scouts, but consciously duck and retreat to the slow-moving infantry?

Everything is just a ploy of the steppe people, if any of the three border cities that are more familiar with the steppe people are here, I am afraid that they will not be so easily fooled and led by the nose by the steppe people.

Disheartened, Michael broke through to a high ground surrounded by the remnants of his men, and lost his mind for a moment without even giving any clear orders.

This made the brigade commanders of the 4th and 5th brigades under him very dissatisfied, and even openly refused his orders and led his subordinates to fight separately.

The Fourth Brigade rushed towards the Prairie people opposite, trying to rescue the captured Ron.

The Fifth Brigade, on the other hand, broke through to the south, probably hoping to get closer to the 1st Division a few hundred kilometers to the south.

The intermittent fighting continued until the second half of the night, and when the 2nd Division had established itself on that unknown high ground, even with the remnants of the servant army, the number was less than forty percent of what it had set out.

The mangled corpses covered the icy ground, with no end in sight, and a full forty thousand Waldersmann warriors fell here, including all their cavalry and scouts.

The mountain of corpses and the sea of blood are like purgatory, and under the cold air of the night, the surface of these corpses is covered with a layer of frost, and it looks white.

At this time, there was no trace of the steppe people in front of them, and the remaining steppe wolves disappeared again in the vast land southeast of the empire, and they didn't know where they went.

Looking at the demoralized and wailing warriors, Michael sighed, having lost most of his baggage, all his cavalry and all means of communication, he was completely alone.

Although I don't know where those steppe people plan to go next, and what kind of conspiracy they have, they have nothing to do with him.

Now it was time for him to think about his fate, so he consulted with a few of his cronies and ordered the whole army to move to Vila Di City overnight.

Ron was captured, the field was defeated, and Carrost couldn't go back anyway.

He knew that with the character of the Marquis of Levinson, it was okay to say that he had failed temporarily, but after losing his only son, he would never forgive himself.

Fortunately, his wife died early, and the wife in the city of Caloste was only a product of a political marriage, with little affection at all, and the two had only one daughter who went to school in the imperial capital.

But no one knew that he also had an illegitimate child born of an outer chamber, and he was secretly raised in Vilardi City, just because there was the least eyeliner from Galoste.

The enemy of the enemy is a friend, and I hope that the Lamande family, which lacks a major general, can see that for the sake of so many soldiers, give him a way to live.

There is no need to hope for continuing to lead troops, but if he reveals the ghosts and ghosts of the nobles in Caloste City, it should still be possible to be a rich man.

On the same day, the 1st Division, which had received the news that it was moving closer to this side, was ambushed and attacked by the steppe people in the middle of the road, and suffered heavy losses.

The steppes were also not killed, and the division commander Peterson led the remnants back to the city of Nopua on foot.

On December 14, nearly 2 million steppe people laid siege to the city of Ferretti again, and used Ron's identity to force the city gates open.