Listening to what Rainer said, the earl of Pushtown and the earl of Jolar couldn't help but shiver.

　　 It was the first time they saw such a Rainer, so cold and terrifying.

　　 "Uh...we will definitely have revenge! Many people have blood feuds with this **** group of rebels! We will definitely send these people to the gallows!" Count Jolar patted Rainer on the shoulder and said.

　　 "Yes, the final winner must be us!" The Earl of Pushtown also said.

　　 "You brought so many troops to support me, so our frontline battlefield is about to win?" Lena grinned reluctantly after hearing the words of the two, and then looked at the back but asked the soldiers of the brigade.

　　 "No, the battle hadn't started when we set off, but by now, I'm afraid it's almost over, the mobs have little fighting power!" Earl Choral said confidently.

　　 "What do you think, Earl of Pushtown?" Reiner was not convinced of Earl Joral's mystery, so he turned to look at Earl of Pushtown.

　　Although the Earl of Pushtown is a little gloomy on weekdays, he is also one of the few friendly people in Reiner, and his character is more calm at night than Earl Jolar.

　　 "Perhaps, the battle will go on, but it is very difficult!" The Earl of Pushtown groaned for a moment, and then said.

　　 "How do you say?" Reiner looked at the expression of the Earl of Pushtown, and already had some guesses in his mind.

"Don’t talk nonsense about the Earl of Pushtown. Our soldiers are all powerful and heavily armed. Look at the **** rebel soldiers. There are even serfs mixed together. One out of ten can wear them. Is it possible to have iron armor? Even if there are more, it is impossible to be our opponent!"

"What's more, in my opinion, their knights are not as good as the mercenary cavalry in the north. Can such people also be called knights?" Having said that, the superiority on the face of Earl Jolar Without concealing the slightest, the good fighting of the northerners is obvious to all.

　　 And he, as the lord whose territory is close to the far north, besides the north, is naturally the same, and he is quite proud of the combat effectiveness of his army.

　　 "Indeed, so why do you speculate like this?" Rainer nodded, then looked at the Earl of Pushtown and asked.

　　 "This is indeed the case, but just being strong in combat is not the key to victory!" The Earl of Pushton raised his finger and looked at the eyes of the two.

　　 "Think carefully about the composition of our forces against the rebels. The main body is probably the old imperial party with the royal family as the main body, and the other is the emerging imperial party with the emerging aristocracy as the main body!"

"Earl Rainer, although your time in the imperial capital is not long, you can see that the contradiction between the two parties is not just disgusting to each other. We have had hatred and interests but disputes between our struggles. !"

"There are no lack of short-sighted people among the royal family, let alone the new aristocratic group. It is already very good not to quietly stabb your comrades on the battlefield. Do you still count on them to support each other and rely on each other? ?"

　　 The Earl of Pushtown was very solemn when he said this, he didn't even take himself out, and he directly confirmed that he was indeed a member of the royal family.

Seeing Rainer fell into contemplation, the Earl of Pustown continued: "The rebels are different. Although they are also thinking differently, at least at this stage, they have a common goal, as long as they don't overthrow our Morland. Family, then their purpose is the same."

　　 Rainer couldn't help but nodded, these words really make sense.

　　 "Then, let's return to the aid as soon as possible. If we are really defeated, it would be unthinkable!" Leiner said.

　　 On the frontal battlefield at this time, as expected by the Earl of Puston, the rebels had already fallen into a bitter battle.

　　 The soldiers of the rebels united together, and several lords united to besiege the rebels.

　　 And the rest of the counter-insurgents did not make any response after seeing that their friendly forces had been besieged. They still fought leisurely against a small number of enemy forces in front of them, without any idea of ​​assistance.

　　The reason is very simple. It is because the new aristocracy or the old imperial party being besieged, the people on the other side are unwilling to support it.

　　 Count Redmara’s army is already facing the Count Lorens’ army.

　　 With the help of Lena's large amount of steel supply for more than two years, and more than two years of pre-war assault training, the combat effectiveness of the soldiers under the command of Count Redmarah has been soaring.

　　 is wearing a full-body chain armor, holding a spear or a sword and shield, and is equipped with cheats, but the formation and the army of the Earl of Lorans are bloody.

Like the rest of the southern soldiers, the armour of the Earl of Lorens is extremely scarce. Not one of the ten men can wear the iron armor, and because of the climate, latitude and diet, their height and physique are not as good as Redma Soldiers under Count La.

　　 Therefore, the soldiers who are being beaten are retreating. The soldiers with serfs in the front can no longer resist them, and they are rushing to the back.

　　Looking at the terrible battle ahead, Count Lorans frowned tightly. Under such circumstances, he couldn't command at all, and it all relied on the free play of the frontline soldiers.

　　 At the same time, he once again had a clear understanding of the combat effectiveness of the soldiers on both sides.

　　 However, although Count Redmara has an advantage here, this is not the case with the other counter-insurgents.

　　 The rebel lords are very savvy, they have the advantage of numbers, and it is often several people who attack the lords of the counter-insurgency.

　　 But those lords who have not been under siege are unwilling to rescue because of their usual grievances.

　　 This leads to chaos on the battlefield, the rout of the rout, the advancing forward, some staying in place, and some are madly advancing.

Even some lords of the counter-insurgency are still bringing their knights to launch a series of attacks on the enemy ~lightnovelpub.net~ Although the battle situation is erosive, it is impossible to tell the victory or defeat. Everyone is mixed with the enemy army. And friendly forces.

　　 "Boom!" A flash of lightning suddenly appeared in the sky, as if the gods of the nine heavens could no longer stand the attack between humans, and the anger of the gods was brought down to punish these **** ants.

　　 The sound of thunder blasted in everyone's ears, and then, a pouring rain fell from the sky, and in just a few minutes, everyone's body was soaked.

　　 The originally flat battlefield turned into a mud pit at this moment, and the extremely hard ground just now became muddy and even the soldiers’ boots were stuck with muddy water.

　　 Rain water and blood water mixed together to form a gloomy battlefield like hell.

　　 As time goes by, the advantage of combat gradually tilts towards the more numerous rebels. Fighting in the mud will consume too much physical strength.

　　 With the help of the number of rebels, the rebels can organize endless attacks, but the counter-insurgents cannot.

　　 In a blink of an eye, the form of the counter-insurgency has become precarious. Even the army under the command of Count Redmara, who initially suppressed the enemy forces, was struggling to withstand the enemy's counterattack. ...

　　

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