South of Fesan, on the east bank of the Aristi Channel,

Amid the sound of horses' hooves, a golden heraldic flag of the Istan people came wrapped in smoke and dust, and several cavalrymen of the Emperor of Islam in silver armor guarded the young imperial crown prince, and jumped on a undulating mound in front of the river, and the scene in front of him suddenly poured into the eyes of the young crown prince.

"It's been a day since the order to cross the river, how can there be so many people!" the young crown prince's ugly eyebrows were tightly twisted together, and the hand holding the horsewhip slammed it hard,

According to his plan, as long as the main force of the army can cross the largest river in the south of Feshan, it can stop and rest and reorganize, this time he gave up a third of the elite army in one go, and lost the emperor's lineage such as the Third and Fifth Legions to the Fishanians.

In order to achieve this strategic goal, the young crown prince chose a strong man to break his wrist! Lost the third and fifth legions to Fei Shan, which had delayed the evacuation of the army, "Your Highness, it's not that we don't work hard, the torrential rain has just stopped, the river has risen a lot, and in order to build a pontoon bridge in the rushing river, we have already lost more than 100 people, and now it is really difficult to withdraw 200,000 troops across the river in a short time!" The captain of the guard beside him, Moses, the lieutenant of the guard of Soladin I, explained with an ugly face, "Lord Moses, you are called wrong, you should be called Your Majesty now!" An accompanying officer beside the crown prince corrected loudly, "Your Majesty" Moses looked at the crown prince with a stunned face, the young crown prince's eyes flashed, and he did not make a sound, "The emperor does not know whether his majesty is alive or dead, and His Royal Highness needs to inherit the empire, and he also needs to return to the homeland." That way can it be justified......" Moses hesitated for a moment, as the emperor's confidant, he mustered up the courage to answer resolutely, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the accompanying guard officer, "Lord Moses, His Majesty the Emperor is no longer there, His Royal Highness, as the crown prince, it is inevitable that he will automatically inherit the throne, does Lord Moses have any objections to this? Or does Lord Moses have some thoughts about those rebellions entrenched in the homeland" "Don't dare, just ......" Moses' face turned slightly pale. Beads of sweat broke out on his forehead, he gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty!" "Well, Lord Moses, I know your loyalty to the empire, the Urals are a little anxious, you don't need to worry too much! I will return to the empire and completely ascend the throne!" The young crown prince nodded vigorously, expressing his satisfaction with his father's confidant, and his face was full of the air of the rising sun that belonged to the young monarch. When will the army be able to fully cross over?" "With all due respect, Your Majesty, this question should be asked to Master Fabroka!" Moses gave a look of embarrassment and a dry cough. As the person in charge of the army's crossing of the river, Moses said that he had not rested for two days, not because he did not do his best, and originally said that he had enough materials to build the bridge. Suddenly, he told him that in order to speed up the troops, most of the war materials were discarded. In other words, he had to conjure up dozens of pontoon bridges that could allow 200,000 troops to cross the river in two days, from supplies to construction, from beginning to end, "Where is Fabroka now?"

Hearing this, the young crown prince's face was like a layer of frost, and he asked angrily, it was Fabroka who evacuated the army, and now that this situation is happening, is it still the responsibility for Fabroka's unauthorized handling, for the chief of staff who is very valued by his father, and the important minister of the imperial military who is known as the brain of the Istanbul army, the young prince's heart also swelled with anger, "Your Majesty, I just got the news that Lord Fabroka is sick because he is unwell!" One of the accompanying guards officers whispered in his ear, "Sick?"

The corners of the young crown prince's mouth grinned slightly, his eyes swept over, large and small regiments were crowded on this river, all kinds of military flags were rolled, and the personnel were scattered, although the Imperial Army of Istanbul that withdrew from the front, although it was a steady stream of more than 30 pontoon bridges on the river to cross the river, the battle armor was as cold as scales on the pontoon bridge, and he was barely able to discharge the battle queue to cross the river, but he was still stranded on the river beach The faces of the soldiers, one by one, showed a hesitant look to show that although this river jumped out of the pursuit of the Fei San army's all-out counter-killing, but the morale of the army had dropped to the lowest point, and some soldiers who crossed the pontoon bridge were scattered on the opposite river beach, watching more people behind them in the river, The officers nearby didn't bother to shout when they saw it, their mental state was very poor, the entire Iraqi army was like this, they threw away supplies in order to flee for their lives, and they didn't know what Fabroka thought, without supplies, how could they fight in the back?

The young crown prince's mind sounded with the situation at the previous meeting, and at the emergency meeting, the head of the war department, Faluroca, said loudly" The Fishan people will not let go of these two fat meat that have already arrived, and if these two legions suddenly retreat, the Fishan army will inevitably notice, they will inevitably press with all their strength, and do not give us a chance to breathe, this will be a disaster like a landslide, according to intelligence, the main force of the Fishan army has increased to 430,000 people, of which there are as many as 70,000 of the Fishan light cavalry that is only pursuing behind our army, have you ever thought about it,

Is it possible for the 3rd and 5th Army Corps to come back alive under the pursuit of 70,000 Feshan light cavalry?

"Isn't it too cruel to give up the Fifth Legion and the Third Legion" The young crown prince's voice seemed unconfident, those are two Imperial Legions, 100,000 lives, and he gave up if he said a word?" "I know that it is very difficult for His Highness to make such a decision, not to mention that the Third Army and the Fifth Army are both one of the six elites of the empire of His Majesty's lineage, and it must be very uncomfortable for His Highness to give up the order" Fabroka's expression was solemn, his tone was a little cold, and his eyes swept over the other generals with angry faces,

As one of the highest-ranking spies planted by the Fishan people, from the very beginning, the entire Iranian army was in charge of the operation, so although the statement put forward made the generals feel indignant, and even many people scolded him in their hearts for being cold-blooded, but at this moment, they couldn't find anything wrong with him Fabroka.

"Your Highness, you can ask all of you here," Fabroka's voice paused, and his voice suddenly increased and said, "If you sacrifice yourself and can save the whole army, even if you are here, you will not hesitate to agree" "This...... Of course!" "As a soldier, fighting is my duty!" "In order to protect His Highness, for the sake of the empire, it is not a pity to be crushed!"

The faces of the generals changed, and at such a critical moment of life and death, who dared to stand up and say that they were unwilling to die for the empire? But their eyes involuntarily chose to deviate from the line of sight that Fabroka scanned, this cold-blooded and ruthless guy, in a word, is like 100,000 imperial soldiers pushed to the death line, as the formulator of the imperial battle plan, what if he also joins his own legion into the sequence of the palace army, who dares to offend such a person!

Fabroka gave a military salute to the young crown prince who was still hesitating, and said with a straight face, "Your Highness has seen it, this is the true nature of my imperial soldiers, this is war." The duty of a soldier is to fight, and His Royal Highness, as the future master of the empire, can give enough glory and compensation to the people of these two legions after the war. And now, it's time for them to show their loyalty to the Empire!" "It will take time for our army to shrink its front, and it will need to tighten its fists together in order to be able to deliver an unexpected blow to the Fishans. Otherwise, not to mention returning home, even being close to the coastline is a luxury. The cavalry of the Fishan army will always be behind us until we are exhausted and finally torn to pieces!"

"It seems that I can do this!" "In hesitation, the decision to sacrifice two legions, the young crown prince, who had little combat experience, finally fell into Fabroca's trap, ordered the other troops to shrink with all their strength, and took advantage of the opportunity of the Fessan's army to fight with all their strength around the third and fifth legions, and ordered the troops to withdraw towards the complex Aristi river, but the situation was not as simple as he had imagined,

Although it was an order from the base camp, it suddenly demanded the withdrawal of a large number of front-line combat troops, and without receiving a clear explanation, at the risk of being raided by the Faisan army, from the soldiers to the officers, they were all complaining, and they were temporarily evacuated in a hurry, and the sequelae of discarding a large number of supplies along the way were also revealed in the Aristide River, "Your Majesty, although I have great trust in Lord Fabroca's wisdom, I have to say that the decision to abandon the two main army corps this time is a bit hasty!" Moses' voice brought the young crown prince's thoughts back to reality, and said across from him, "Lord Fabroka proposed at the meeting that the Third and Fifth Armies that were too sudden were irrevocable, and they were completely the result of assumptions! The two main army corps of the Empire, a combat force of 100,000 people, if they can be reasonably arranged, most of them can definitely be withdrawn, and we don't need to shrink so hastily and with all our might, so that the current situation is very passive!"

The young crown prince did not speak, but his face was even more gloomy, and his ears listened to Moses' nagging, but his fingers were clenched tightly,

The construction was made by Fabroka, but the person who made the decision was himself, and Moses, this guy, obviously refers to Sang scolding Huai, in fact, he is talking about his own lack of experience, experience, experience, is it true that all military strategists in history are people born with experience? Isn't it true that a person without experience cannot command a battle? Although he has no experience in commanding a large army to fight, he has followed the former emperor and experienced the entire battle of Gangfei, and his landing operation on the coast is also a commendable classic, how can the heads of these guys be so ossified!

He is a natural king, so he naturally has the fortune of the king, whether he has experience or not, and how much does it matter! If it weren't for Moses' tiredness, and because he was also the confidant of the former emperor and his elders, who would want to be here! In order to be able to build a number of pontoon bridges for such a large army, the Iranian army, which lacked supplies, still had to send people to the forest thirty miles away to cut down trees and transport them back and forth in order to finally complete these pontoon bridges, even though they were constantly approaching by the Fesan army.

And in the past two days, the battle situation on the front line has also been heard like the wind, the Fifth Army has been defeated, the Third Army has been surrounded and annihilated, and the rearguard of the Iranian army has fought with the Seventh Army of the Feshans,

The young crown prince of the Istan Empire also noticed some problems at this time, and gave up two elite legions, just to cross this river, is it worth it? After crossing this river, the road back home is still very slim, and hundreds of thousands of Fei Shan's troops are still pressing in the back with all their might, and the nearest legion is less than fifty miles away from the army. Even if it is because this river has temporarily given a respite, what can it do? The inability to see hope and victory, and the confusion about the future, is the biggest crisis for the 200,000-strong Iranian army, and his too hasty order to mobilize the entire army's defense line has brought about extremely strict consequences, and the army, not gathered together, means that the combat effectiveness is strong, if these can even be seen by themselves, they have been fighting for many years. The young crown prince's heart trembled slightly, how do you look at it, Fabroka has pointed out a hopeless dead end for himself from the very beginning!

"Look!"

Suddenly, one of the emperor's guards beside him pointed to the back, and the young crown prince looked in the direction of his finger, his pupils constricted sharply,

I saw a long black and red line appear on the horizon in the distance. Smoke and dust billowed and the cold light of the battle armor could be faintly seen, and the number of these Fishan cavalry was not very large, about five or six thousand people. But this momentum of rapid progress made the Imperial Army of Istanbul, which had not yet crossed the river on the river beach, panic,

"It's Fei Shan's light cavalry, and I'm afraid the fourth army behind His Royal Highness is finished!"

One of the Emperor guards gasped. These light cavalry, dressed in Fesan's red and black armor, were extremely fast, aiming directly at the reserve of the Iraqi army who were crossing the river, and countless mounted spears in neat directions. The small pennant at the front of the spear was carried by the wind and clung to the barrel of the gun, like a huge steel arrow advancing at high speed

"All the cavalry come with me!"

Moses next to him turned his horse sharply and raised his hand towards the cavalry behind him, as an experienced battlefield general, Moses knew very well that if he allowed this Fesan light cavalry to enter from behind, no matter how many Iraqi troops on the river beach would become chaotic, no one knew whether these Fesan light cavalry were a forward force, or if there were more Fesan troops behind him, "Your Majesty, please cross the river immediately!" Moses looked at the young crown prince and shouted to the guards beside the young crown prince with an anxious expression. What are you doing in a daze, don't you immediately protect your majesty and cross the river!"

The morning sun is thick with fog, and the war horses are like thunder,

The encounter broke out so suddenly, without even the most basic excess, that the 6,000 light cavalry of Fessan's 7th Army, which had come from the flank coast, were like a quick knife into the back of the Iranian army. "Kill" The cavalry on both sides collided heavily, and a murderous cry resounded across the earth, "Kill, stop them!" Moses was dressed in cyan heavy armor, and rushed in first, the red cloak behind him rolled like a battle flag, and the hooves of the horses flying up the war horses stomped on the ground, "Kill! kill!"

The cavalry of the Iranian army, which was pursued by Fei Shan's army, was not in the least number of the other party, and the sound of horses' hooves had already drowned out the sound of a qiē in heaven and earth, and rows of cold bayonets pierced the armor, provoking a dark red like a flower, and the cavalry on both sides jumped and slapped. The earth trembled under the trampling of the horses. All kinds of shouts, slashing sounds, have been mixed into a sound like a sea tide, this is a contest between warriors, like a series of squeezing forward, one team rushes in, the second team presses in, and the third team ...... , until the horses of both sides collided closely, snapping "Shields, armor, weapons, and bodies, because the distance is too close, what can be hit by a qiē has become a powerful weapon to attack the other party."

The sharp cavalry weapons slammed into each other, and the cavalry above rolled down as if they had been hit by a heavy hammer, and rows of cavalry were swept with a bang, the horses put down their face covers, and the cavalry spears were hastily flattened. The spears of the entire platoon were almost not listed in the most basic shock queue, and the front team had already rushed into the opponent's array like crazy, "Rush, smash!" There was a cracking sound from the front, and the adrenaline of the cavalry in the rear was suddenly excited, and the cavalry rushed into battle like a flood. In any dynasty, at any time, it is enough to arouse the beastly nature in the blood, and the two sides collide together like two steel walls that collide at high speed, and after a burst of people turn on their backs, they vigorously wave their weapons and smash any objects that stand in front of them, "My lord, on the east bank of the Aristy River, the light cavalry of the Seventh Army has captured the main force of the Istanins!"

A herald cavalry galloped and stopped in front of the war horse of a sturdy middle-aged general Feishan, who was tall and strong, and rode on a war horse in heavy armor, like a mountain bear, and there was a scar at the corner of his eye that was curved like a snake, which was even more hideous.

Behind him, the red and black armor of Fessan's army spread across the land like a tide, and tens of thousands of cavalry divided into several queues slowly marched on the flanks.

Behind the black-pressed cavalry was a queue of Fei Shan's lightly armed round-shielded infantry, lined up in one phalanx after another, advancing in a tight and orderly manner.

Thousands of leather boots neatly pressed the ground, trampling the ground to the ground, and the army of tens of thousands of people, except for the sound of footsteps one after another, there was no other sound, only countless Fishan military flags grinning in the wind, "The speed of the Seventh Army is so fast! Aristide River, what are the Iranian troops doing there?" The general Feishan stopped his horse, and the corners of his mouth were a little confused, no matter, first follow the order to get closer to the Seventh Army,

Raising his hand, he shouted loudly, "The whole army hastened to the Aristide River! Let's go capture alive His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Istan!" (to be continued......)