The rain-soaked military flag, from the windward flutter gradually became dignified as iron, the largest encounter between the main force of the imperial cavalry and the main force of the Hungarian cavalry, with the majestic rain line gradually scarce, and finally approached the end, the assault of the main force of the Hungarian Eastern Army was crushed, and had to stop the momentum of the assault in frustration, the greatly shrunken Hungarian Eastern Army regrouped, a team counted the number of people, the sparse team made a lot of Hungarian thousand long faces like ashes, when the blood and courage were severely setback, its high morale quickly fell, retreat? Maybe even the Hungarian army minister Bai Dulasu who gave such an order didn't know, he just thought that in front of the imperial cavalry who were not moving like a mountain and had heavy cavalry charging in formation, the consequence of continuing the assault was that it would not be effective to fill the entire eastern army.

The main force of the Eastern Army, which is more than 70,000 people, and three-quarters of the regular army strength of the entire Hungarian Army, has suffered such great losses since the outbreak of the Hung Jaya.

Many of the Hungarian cavalry gritted their teeth desperately and turned around, and the wounded or dead rolled off their horses, their bodies hit the ground heavily, their hands were still tightly fastened on the reins, and they were dragged back all the way back by their beloved horses, leaving behind them a shocking bloody scar

On the opposite side, the black Imperial Iron Cavalry is advancing with a battle lineup. Walking in front are dozens of cavalry squadrons that have spread out their formations, with solemn expressions, their bodies in armor, swaying slightly rhythmically with the advance of the war horses, black, like a forest with no end in sight, and the rear team is still keeping up, and the heralds are galloping between the teams. A red cloak fluttered behind him, like the tail of a meteor that was about to skim the sky, and the first line of a bright bayonet spear flashed. In this white haze, the black converges into a dense line and pushes it this way.

Even the fat man who has experienced countless battles has a trace of trance at this moment, and a faint wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which is really an accident...... The corner of the fat man's mouth grinned slightly, originally he just wanted to cut off the back of the Hun Ya people, and hit back and forth. After driving the Xiting cavalry to defeat the Hungarian Eastern Army, he picked up a big bargain.

Who knew that it would be here, in this place, which is not an excellent battlefield for the enemy and himself, he collided with the main force of the other side like death, and he had to fight this battle, and the Huns had to fight. The desperate devotion and high morale of the Hun people did surprise him, but it was also in the end. was still single-handedly pressed down by himself, crushing most of the opponent's main combat power,

Looking into the distance, the gathered Hungarian troops. has been reduced to Cheng Dù, who is not a threat, and the fat man's heart is finally put down

This battle seems to have an advantage. In fact, it is extremely dangerous, and he is not a god, in order to hurry, he just defeated 300,000 Western troops on the northern front, and immediately led people to go south around the line, without any time to rest, he has already consumed the body and combat power of the imperial army to a certain extent, if he was really pierced by the desperate tactics of the Hun army just now, fatigue and morale shock, even if there will be no collapse, it will shake the whole line, at that time, he can only order the whole army to retreat to avoid its edge, just like the Hun army, fortunately, he won the battle,

The fate of the entire Central European Barrow is already in its own hands,

"Order the whole army to advance! Don't give the Huns a chance to breathe, crush them in one fell swoop!" the fat man waved his hand and shouted to the herald cavalry behind him, countless guards and armorers surrounded him, surrounded by his falcon banner, rows of heavily armored cavalry, rumbling down the gentle hills covered with corpses, rows of spears had been leveled.

Although less than half of the original sixty rows remained, it was enough to form a huge phalanx of heavy cavalry, and the rumbling sound of horses' hooves covered the sound of a qiē between heaven and earth, and the cold armor washed down by the rain, like rows of steel currents that jumped and beat the coast. The earth trembled under the trampling of the horses. The war horse gradually picked up speed, the trembling sound of the earth, the roar of the horse's hooves, and the shouts of the charging knights had been mixed into a sound like a sea tide, and with an unstoppable momentum, they flocked to the Hun people in front!

"What should I do?"

Bai Dulasu's face was pale, his eyes looked at the mountain-like black cavalry, the eagle flags flying in the air one after another, all the qiē in front of him, at this moment, as if they had lost their voices, the Hun people who used to dominate the Central European Barro, who had once dominated the cavalry, looked at the large group of iron cavalry coming at this moment, with their mouths wide open, and they forgot to open their bows and arrows, or use their weapons to pose for resistance. Just watched silently, this seemed to be an irresistible torrent of iron armor, surging towards them, looking at the blood-stained mud that was trampled by the horse's hooves, looking at the face armor put down by the heavily armored war horses, and the red Yingluo of different colors on the horse's head, which couldn't help shaking.

It's not that they don't want to run, but they are already fighting without courage, even if it is a war horse, under the continuous impact, to the detachment of Cheng Dù, the crushing of the imperial heavy cavalry in front, the psychological shadow caused to them is too great, the Hun people who once dominated the Central European Baro with cavalry, and the Hun Ya, who once swept the world with military strength, when did they suffer such a fiasco

What to do?

Everyone was asking in their hearts, a heavy, extremely terrible feeling, so that all the Hungarian people were a little breathless, for more than ten seconds, the entire Hungarian formation, no one said a word, and could not say, the Hungarian commanders closed their mouths tightly, the hands of the captains holding the reins of the war horses were tight, a depression, the blood flowed like a river in front, the corpses were all over the field, the blood had flowed so much that even the soil could not absorb it, mixed with the rain began to merge into a small river to flow outside, in a heavy silence. "It's over!" was a phrase that came out of everyone's hearts.

Since the outbreak of the Hungarian Jah, the initiative in the war that has been occupied has changed hands at this moment, and this piece of heaven has changed!

"Military minister, let's withdraw! As long as we can join up with the troops on the Perez side, we can fight again!" A Hungarian commander knelt on one knee with a sad expression behind the emaciated figure of the military minister, and suddenly asked to retreat from the front line of Perez, which was in good spirits, from the order of the military minister, which made all the Hungarian generals feel aggrieved in their hearts, and now they have suffered such a tragic blow, and the military spirit has collapsed. The fighting spirit and blood courage inspired in front of it, at this moment, there is not even a fifth of the left, looking at the black cavalry army pressed like a mountain on the opposite side, the remaining more than 30,000 cavalry of the Huns have been completely scattered,

The first thing that everyone thought of was to withdraw Perez, we still have tens of thousands of troops in Peris, and as many as 200,000 Rayla slaves, according to this kind of strength, how can these black imperial cavalry not dare to pounce. Some wield bows, some wield spears, and have killed their own men and horses to the point that they are all blood-red. Whether it is an officer or a soldier, whether it is in the regular army of Hungary, or the heroes of all ethnic groups in Hungary, everyone is like a demon, looking at the rolling imperial heavy horses, watching the fluttering golden falcon look even more hideous in the wind and rain.

And under the huge golden battle flag, the one in black armor. The figure of a tall and majestic young man.

"We may not be able to go back, Perez, I'm afraid we've lost it!" Bai Dulasu, the Hungarian military minister, looked at the huge golden scene in the distance, and his hands clenched violently unconsciously. A captain of the Hungarian who saw this scene, his body trembled slightly, and his eyes bulged.

Is that...... The Emperor's Banner! Such a strong main force of the Imperial cavalry, that perfect reversal of the heavy cavalry charge, except for which one has the name of the god of war. The War God Emperor, who swept through the two empires with his military strength at the age of twenty-five, who else could be so offensive and defensive, as immobile as a mountain, these black iron horses coming in formation, looking from the opposite side, it was like seeing a torrent of steel pouring in. Unstoppably forward, what remains behind them is a mess of flesh and blood! In this short moment, I don't know that there are the last elite soldiers of the Hun people, drowning in this torrent!

"Guards of the Falcon Empire!"

These tough enemies who made tens of thousands of Hungarian cavalry hit their heads and bleed, their names were imprinted in the hearts of all Hungarian generals, the first strong army of Obaro, sure enough, still can't really fight with the elite of the mainland! There was a hint of clarity in the old eyes of Bai Dulasu, and the corners of his mouth showed an indifferent smile, yes, he fought all his life, and in the end he still didn't jump out of the small circle of Central Europe Barro, the rain was much smaller, and he didn't feel it on his face, today, to have the opportunity to play against this number one team that really shocked the entire Obarro continent, even if he lost, it was worth it,

No wonder, the other party was able to resist his full force blow, no wonder, obviously a tired army that had been running for hundreds of miles, still smashed the onslaught of the main force of the Huns with a steel-like array, all because they were the guards of the Falcon Empire, the heroes of the world who swept the two empires together with nearly two million troops, compared with this legion, their own Hun army was just a second-rate army that had never been in the stream With such momentum and such heavy horses, they destroyed all their efforts at once! defeated, but not regretted, I have put all my efforts into it,

Under the weakening banner of the Hun Ya, he took this legion to fight thousands of miles, swept several kingdoms, revived the residual prestige of the Hun ancestors for a hundred years, mustered all his strength, and finally launched this expedition, if, if it were not for such a powerful Falcon Empire, and the desperate delay of the Ryla people, he may not be able to surpass the footprints of the Hun ancestors a hundred years ago, and in this troubled world, he fought happily, stirred the storm, and avenged the national revenge for a hundred years. But now, every qiē has lost its meaning, the life and death of the Western Army is unknown, and it is estimated that it has been defeated, otherwise the Imperial Army would not have copied its own back road so grandly.

The Eastern Army is now between being flanked and retreating, the main force has been frustrated, more than half of the battle has been damaged, and the success has been lost, and the torrent-like waves of heavy cavalry in front of them have made them desperate, and in the direction of the imperial army commander's banner, the imperial light cavalry of the brigade is still pouring in, I don't know how many there are. These extremely fast Imperial light horsemen spread their wings and slowly rode forward, controlling their speed, clearly waiting for themselves to collapse, and then spreading their wings to outflank the pursuit. The intention of the Imperial Army is to crush them all here! They are the last bit of strength in the Hungarians, and they have no reinforcements.

And the Imperial Army, whether it is the Northern Front or the Southern Front, I don't know how many troops will come out, and finally push away the entire Hungarian Army! Fortunately, I still have a hand! "Raise the flag and surrender the flag, I want to negotiate with them!" The Hungarian military minister Bai Dulasu raised his hand, the Hun can fail, or even give in, but the Hun can not die because of this, fortunately, the Hun Ya king is dead, the current Hun Ya, is his own decision, the Hun Ya has no king anyway, so obeying an imperial emperor as the new king of the Hun Ya may not be a continuation of the choice, as for the domestic nobles gathered in the Western army will agree, he can't manage so much, "Your Majesty, the Hun Ya military minister Bai Dulasu asks for surrender negotiations!"

A herald cavalry brought exciting news, the generals of the empire were stunned for a moment, His Majesty used the Xiting cavalry to slaughter more than 100,000 of the Hungarian Western Army in one go, is there still a need to accept negotiations, since they have all been killed, then all of them will be killed, at this time, the Hungarian army in front, the morale of the army has fallen to muttering, and some queues have begun to be chaotic, although when each legion perishes, there is no shortage of martyrs. Some of the Hungarians shouted desperately to join the battle, they no longer expected to save the battle, but just wanted to find a way to die. They didn't talk about any formation organization anymore, they just wanted to use their bodies to block in front of the battle flag that represented the military minister. "Will Your Majesty accept it?" "I don't know" "Surrender negotiations?"

To everyone's surprise, the falcon on horseback actually chose to agree, no way, although there are only more than 30,000 people left in the Hungarian army, but the side of the imperial army is not much better, approaching is a tired army of long-distance running, just now with the iron and bloody will to defeat the full force of the Hungarians, now although it is a counterattack, but can it crush the 30,000 Hungarians on the opposite side with a mortal heart or two said,

And in strategic considerations, the imperial army has completely defeated the Hun people's ability to fight the army, listen to the conditions, pause, and wait for the army to rest and then go all out to kill, or this white-headed military minister can come up with the conditions that make the empire excited, after all, the Huns have plundered a lot of wealth since the outbreak is also a heart-warming place, the Western Army is so mixed with miscellaneous cards, fighting all the way, and there are still tens of millions of interceptions, although the Eastern Army is not as chaotic as the Western Army, but it has also raised enough military resources, grain and grass, as well as the supply of materials hoarded in the Hungarian country, and its quantity is by no means a small number

With the return of the surrender conditions of the Hun side, the fat man looked at the surrender conditions in his hand, his eyes swept over the front columns, and his face showed a rather playful smile, King Hun Ya? Are these white-headed military ministers crazy, or have they failed and can't even see the situation clearly, Hun Ya is just a medium-sized kingdom, how much significance does such a king position mean to an imperial emperor? Such an idea is really unique, but looking down, the fat man's face began to become solemn, a position of the king of Hun Ya is indeed not enough to become a negotiation condition,

But if you add the location of the gateway where the Huns are located, and the wealth mentioned in the mouth of the Hun army is a full 40 million, it is another matter.

It seems that this white-headed army is very clear about the fat man's habits, or that all monarchs have this common disease, wealth, power, and control, and now they are all placed in front of the fat man, and what is shown in the fat man's mind is such a picture,

With the control of the Hungarian and the Ryla, the two East and West Portals of the Central European Baro Portal are all in the hands of the Empire, plus the Inland Sea Area, not only the entire Central European Baro has become a real Imperial Control Area, instead of the influence control that was previously strategically wanted to be taken, but it can even directly form a strategic suppression of the Iranian Empire on the other side, and truly establish a century-old hegemony over the entire Central European Baro.

The beginning of Central Europe, the territory of the empire, will be expanded by one-fifth at once, such a temptation, how not to make the fat man's heart shake,

In fact...... Killing all the Huns is not much of a benefit to the Empire, and this surrender negotiation can be negotiated......!