The ruthless pursuit continued for half a day, and the samurai ran with killing. Enemy militiamen were overtaken in groups. They were either shot to the point and turned into icy corpses; or their hands were tied and they became prisoners of escort. Only a few were able to escape the open lake plains, into the rolling western mountains, and follow the river back to their hometowns.

Chapala's feathered army moved like the wind and turned dozens of miles. They boarded the grain boat, ditched all the grain, and went downstream as fast as they could. The chasing city-state warriors stopped by the river and sighed as they looked at the river. They captured stragglers, collected valuable provisions, and then hid private captures and escorted the captives back.

It wasn't until the sunset fell from the sky, the bright red penetrated into the earth, and the darkness drowned the battlefield, and the day's fighting ended.

After the victory, there are only three important military affairs. The first is to count military exploits and reward the generals of each army. The second is to calculate casualties, and to organize the army. The third is to deal with prisoners and collect food supplies. It is said that three things are often combined.

The army set up a large camp on the edge of the battlefield and lit the bonfire of the night. Shulot called the generals in the army, drank beauties to celebrate, and then announced the summary of the battlefield.

"The Quds Force will take the flag and take the lead! Come, Olosh, my teacher. Drink this cup and cheer for your bravery!"

The young commander stood in the middle of the tent. He held a clay pot in his hand, poured wine himself, and inspired the generals.

This is as it should be. As the most loyal direct line, the Quds Force directly faced the toughest Chinese army of the enemy, and also carried out the most valiant assault. They killed and wounded 2,000 enemy warriors before and after, and their own casualties were also 500. Legion Commander Orosh took the lead, killed the Feather Family Knight Commander, broke the enemy's commander-in-chief flag, and also won the three armies.

Olosh laughed, took the tequila, and drank it all.

"Congratulations to His Highness! Now that the war is won, we can go south in a few days! This westward expedition is invincible.

Shirot nodded with a smile. He poured another glass of wine and said solemnly.

"The artillery team fired several rounds, suppressed the morale of the central army, and defeated the enemy's two flanks. It should be regarded as a secondary effort! Dozens of artillery craftsmen have been promoted to samurai!"

After all, the young commander beckoned. In the corner of the tent, a representative of a craftsman stepped forward. His face was full of joy, but his feet were trembling. He first bowed his head to pay homage, then carefully took the wine glass and took a few sips respectfully. Then, the craftsman bowed halfway and respected the generals in the tent.

The generals nodded slightly, and most of them took a sip. Only the monkey and Ezpan who led the militia drank in one gulp to express their solemnity.

Shulot was silent, watching everything in his eyes.

After this battle, the artillery used its unquestionable power to shake the prestige of the battlefield, allowing the lowly technical craftsmen to truly gain a foothold in the army. In addition to the traditional warriors and militias, the Legion of Mexica has given birth to a new class of skilled artisans who operate firearms!

The young commander knew the general trend of firearms development in the future. He planned to set up a special artillery station and a military academy, establish the rules and regulations by himself, and cultivate this new force. As for the person in charge of the firearms unit, he must have a forward-looking vision and the ability to learn and explore. He is still thinking carefully.

"God's Blessed Legion broke into the enemy's right flank, and its edge was irresistible. The Temple Guard rounded the enemy's back and completely defeated the enemy. Natalie, Etaliq, you are the third! Come, drink this cup together, and congratulate the Lord God. !"

The two generals of the religious corps saluted and drank a cup together. They applauded in unison.

"Praise the Lord God! The Lord God blesses him and bestows victory in this battle! His Royal Highness is the goddess favored by the Lord God, destined to fly high above the lake like an eagle, and illuminate the world like the sun!"

Hearing this, the generals also shouted together.

"Praise the Lord God, His Highness! The sun shines on the world!"

The heroic shout resounded through the big tent, accompanied by the excitement of hard work! In the outermost corner of the tent, the western city-state of Iszel was excited and joined the cheers of the generals.

Not far from His Highness, the young Horta looked gloomy, his movements were stiff, and he was at a loss. As the successor of the Sky Clan who led the troops to surrender, His Highness gave him a favor and made him sit beside him. At this time, listening to the victory cheers of the generals in Mexica, and feeling the majestic fighting spirit of the crowd, Horta, like a young bird in a flock of mighty eagles, bowed his head in fear and said nothing.

With a smile on the corner of Shilot's mouth, he was satisfied with the high spirits of the generals. The two religious legions charged for a quarter of an hour, completely defeating the Silver Legion. The casualties of the two armies were only more than 100, and the morale remained strong, and they could enter the war again.

Then, the young commander raised his glass again, opened his mouth with a smile, and the generals instantly fell silent.

"The Pike Legion defeated the militia in front of the enemy, dragged the warriors on the two wings of the Chapala Legion, and also made great achievements in the war! Kuluka, Ezpan, the Lance Legion was formed by your own hands, and now it can finally be used. I Very happy! You must know that commanding troops is not easy, and training troops is even more difficult. Come! Drink this cup, and all the generals will drink together, congratulations to the two commanders!"

Kuluka stepped forward respectfully and slowly drank the wine from His Highness, not a single drop was left. Then, he smiled.

"It is entirely up to His Highness's promotion that I can lead an army alone. The training of the new army is also attended by His Highness personally and guided by his heart. After winning this battle, the Pike Legion will have the confidence to fight against all enemies for His Highness! Please allow me to offer a toast to Your Highness!"

The corners of Shirout's mouth rose, and he kindly patted "Monkey" on the shoulder, and then drank the toasted wine.

Seeing that His Royal Highness held Kuluka highly, the generals were jealous and toasted one after another, congratulating the unremarkable Legion Commander who was born a commoner. With a smile on his face, Kuluka responded one by one, and returned the praise sincerely, but it made people feel like a spring breeze.

Then, Ezpan also stepped forward. He saluted deeply, drank the wine carefully, and then imitated Kuluka's manners to toast to His Royal Highness.

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"Your Highness, you have given me new life and light, and you are the only sun in my heart! Please allow me to toast you and offer you eternal loyalty. The Tarrasco Legion will fight for you, no matter who the enemy is!"

Hearing this, Horta raised his head and glanced at the descendant from the middle of Tarasco. The other party was wearing a mexican battle uniform, with a sun **** amulet on his neck, and the armband of an alliance warrior on his arm. He was all over his body, except for the familiar accent in his accent, and there was no trace of Tarasco.

"I don't know which noble family he belonged to before he surrendered? Maybe you can cite one or two and ask for some information about the alliance."

Horta's eyes flickered, he thought seriously, and observed the situation of the big tent more carefully.

Seeing Ezpan's toast, Shiloh was slightly startled. Immediately, he laughed loudly, accepted the other's approach, and also drank the wine.

In this war, the Eight Thousand Spear Corps proved the power of the spear formation. In the face of loose formations and only brave militiamen, they were like chopping melons and vegetables, killing them effortlessly. The front of the spear formation is extremely powerful, and even in the face of the enemy's elite warriors, as long as the flanks and back are properly protected, they can still gain the upper hand.

"The gun formation should not be put into battle alone, but should have the cooperation of friendly forces to cover the left and right weak spots. The gun formation needs to be combined, separated, or even turned into a column when necessary. This requires more battlefield training! And as long as the gun formation is not hit If they are dispersed, the casualties of the soldiers will not be serious.”

During the war, the 8,000 Lance Corps had been in complete formation. They fought against militiamen and samurai successively, and in the face of spears and arrows, they only lost more than 500 people. The distance advantage of dense spears is fully reflected in close combat.

"After this battle, the status of the militia will be improved, and a path for the future will be found! As long as you cooperate with the strict order~lightnovelpub.net~ the militia trained for half a year will still be able to fight against the samurai who have been trained for five years!"

Sherlot thought with a smile. He glanced at the crowd, thoughtful.

The performance of the generals is very evidence of the problem. Kuluka is His Royal Highness's prime minister, and he has always had a lot of letters, so everyone showed his favor. As for Ezpan, who personally formed a new army of spears, many generals born in the samurai family lacked interest, and even had obvious rejection, and they were not as good as the newly joined Natalie.

Seeing that His Highness accepted the toast, Ezpan's face beamed with joy. He imitated Kuluka and raised a toast to the generals, but few responded. He raised his glass in embarrassment and stood in the field, not knowing what to say for a while.

After a moment of thought, Shurott stood up, walked to Horta's side, and held him up.

The generals stopped exhorting each other to drink and became quiet again.

"This is the head of the Chapala Sky Family, the eldest son of the warriors I saw during the day! The Chapala warriors joined the alliance, and the Sky Legion returned to the Northern Army. I am very happy!"

With a smile on his face, Sherlot looked at Horta who was nervous.

"Horta, since you have inherited the name of the sky, you must be like your respectable father! You must fight bravely and tenaciously, devoutly believe in the Lord God, follow the virtues of warriors, and be loyal to the great alliance! Follow you Father's last wish, lead the army to return to his hometown, and let the betrayed Feather Family pay the price!"

Hearing this, Horta was excited and touched his heart. He thanked His Highness Yu for his compliment to his father.

"Thank... Your Highness... Loyal... Towards the sun... Feather... Damn..."

Shirott observed the expression of the young master, and then smiled slightly. He turned sideways and smiled at Ezpan.

"Come, Ezpan. You are not far from the hometown of Orta, come forward, and present the wine in your hand to the warrior queen!"