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On the wide battlefield, two huge armies were strangled together, people were screaming, and flesh and blood were rushing.
The Far Eastern Army is a strong force with many battles. They are well-equipped, morale is high, and the offensive is fierce.
Days of retreat had exhausted the physical strength and morale of the soldiers of the Skitarii, and they were still in shock when they encountered the cavalry charge just now.
Now encountering these Far Eastern Army attacking troops advancing like a wall, the soldiers of the Skitarii brandished their weapons, trying to resist.
But as soon as they swung their swords back, they were blocked by the swords of the Far Eastern Army.
When the soldiers of the Skitarii were about to withdraw their knives and cut again, a sharp spear had already pierced his waist.
The bloody spear was pulled out, and the Skitarii soldier staggered and fell to the ground. When he was struggling on the ground, the shield hit him on the head, and the Skitarii soldier went to see Lord Hades unwillingly.
Facing the orderly attack of the Far Eastern Army, the soldiers of the chaotic skitarii were so weak in their resistance.
Although they were screaming and fighting in blood, the physical strength and strength of both sides were no longer at the same level.
Without exception, those skitarii who pounced on the soldiers of the Far East Army fell into a pool of blood and became cold corpses.
The soldiers of the Far Eastern Army stepped forward stepping on blood and corpses, killing the cathars to keep retreating, falling into the pile of corpses and pools of blood.
"Kill!"
Some scarred Skitarii soldiers were still shouting frantically and waving weapons, but there were no standing companions around him. Seeing the murderous soldiers of the Far Eastern Army around him, his face was full of despair.
Before the Far East Army could make a move, such a desperate Skitarii soldier wiped his own neck with a knife, and his body limply lay in the pile of corpses.
The Skitarii had been pursued by the Far Eastern Army for several days. They had no rest, no food and fodder, and were exhausted.
Now they have reached the end of their strength, although relying on bloody courage to fight bloody battles with the Far Eastern Army.
However, as their physical strength was exhausted, they couldn't even stand firmly, and they couldn't even swing their weapons, let alone fight bloody battles with the Far Eastern Army.
"General Avar is dead!"
The first person to die in battle was General Avar in red from the First Army of the Skitarii. He was beheaded by the 27th Banner Regiment of the Far East Field Battle.
The death of a general undoubtedly dealt a severe blow to the morale of the Skitarii, who were already fighting hard. The remnants of the First Army seemed like a deflated ball, and suddenly lost the will to continue fighting.
"Run!"
"I can't beat it."
"Run for your life."
"General Avar is dead."
? The death of the red-clothed general Avar of the First Army kicked off the defeat of the Skitarii, and the remnants of the First Army collapsed.
The blood-stained Skitarii soldiers lost the courage to continue fighting. They stumbled across the corpses, wilderness and ditches, and fled for their lives in the distance.
The defeat of the First Army immediately exposed the flanks of the Fourth Army and the Fifth Army to the Far Eastern Army. Can't hold it anymore, the front line is loose.
"The empire is mighty!"
After a short rest, the cavalry units of the Far Eastern Army returned to the battlefield covered in blood.
They rushed towards the Second Army of the Skitarii, which had the most fierce resistance, and smashed the assembled team of the Second Army with just one charge.
The nearby Fifty-fifth, Fifty-seventh and Fifty-eighth Banner regiments of the Far East rushed forward to beat the dog in the water, and the Second Army was also defeated.
The Skitarii had reached its limit. Watching troops being defeated by the Far Eastern Army, and seeing more and more routs, the troops that were still fighting had to turn around and flee for their lives as the two wings were routed.
The battle lasted until the evening, and the main force of the Skitarii had completely collapsed.
Marshal Caesar has lost control of the troops on the battlefield, and his orders have lost their effect in the face of the fleeing troops.
He sent his own guards to serve as the supervisor team, trying to prevent the army from being defeated and gain a firm foothold again.
However, in the face of the frenzy of the rout, his guards were quickly smashed to pieces, and then they were wrapped up by the rout and could never return.
"It seems to be their high official, don't let him get away!"
The setting sun is like blood. On the bloody battlefield, Marshal Caesar¡¯s big flag is particularly visible. Pan Changshou, the head of the White Tiger Banner, led a team of elite soldiersRui pounced on it.
Marshal Caesar's guards had already been dispersed, and now facing the onslaught of the Far East Army's elite, they soon fell into a tight siege.
But now all the armies are routed, and there are messy routs all over the mountains and plains. They are all mud bodhisattvas who cannot protect themselves when they cross the river, so naturally they will not come to rescue him, the Marshal.
"I am Marshal Caesar, I surrender!"
Seeing that all the guards around him were killed in battle, the soldiers of the Far Eastern Army with fierce faces surrounded them, and Marshal Caesar of the Holy See surrendered directly without spine.
As the most loyal servant of God, he did not fight for God to the end. He finally lowered his high head and became a prisoner of the Far East Army.
Soon, the dejected Marshal Caesar was brought to the Imperial Marshal Li Lang.
"Respected Marshal Li, I am willing to surrender, and I ask your army to spare my life."
Seeing the imposing Imperial Marshal Li Lang surrounded by the generals, Marshal Caesar pleaded.
"It's okay to spare your life, but you must obey our orders."
Marshal Li Lang wanted to kill the enemy commander, but as the commander of one side, he was not overheated.
"I also ask your army to order that I will do my best if I can."
In order to save his own life, Marshal Caesar couldn't care less about anything at the moment, and agreed wholeheartedly.
"Very good, you are very sensible."
Li Lang is very satisfied with Caesar's performance, he needs such an obedient person.
"Hand him over to the vanguard and persuade the defenders of the Holy See to surrender for us." Li Lang ordered.
"No!"
The Far Eastern Army defeated the main force of the Skitarii. In this battle, more than 100,000 Skitarii were killed, breaking the backbone of the Skitarii.
By the afternoon of the second day, the chasing troops from all walks of life also reported the latest situation one after another, and more than 200,000 prisoners were captured.
The Holy See is out this time. They have recruited a large number of young and strong people in the territory, and after a simple training, they will go to the battlefield.
These young and strong soldiers were brainwashed into fanaticism at first, but after seeing the cruel battlefield, they finally calmed down, knowing that war is not a child's play, it will kill people.
"The Second Legion, the Sixth Legion, the Seventh Legion, and the Fourteenth Legion marched towards the hinterland of the Holy See in two directions. Anyone who dares to resist will be killed without mercy!"
It is advisable to general Remnant Yong to pursue the poor bandits. After defeating the main force of the Guardian Army, Li Lang did not withdraw his troops and return to the camp.
On the one hand, he reported victory to the imperial capital, and at the same time, he dispatched four legions of 200,000 troops to divide into two groups, chasing the defeated cathars and attacking the hinterland of the Holy See.
When it was learned that the main force had been wiped out and Marshal Caesar had become a prisoner, the three broken armies deployed on the second line were also frightened out of their wits.
They packed up their things overnight and fled for their lives in a hurry, not daring to confront the Far Eastern Army, which was in full swing. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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