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Stopping his hips and lowering his horse, Sir Frank, the commander of the Winster Cavalry, squinted his eyes, his gaze passed through the sight hole of the full-cover helmet, and he cast his gaze to the rebels of the nobleman of the Principality of Lasik who were gathering on the opposite side. Facing this cavalry under his command, the noble rebels were like a great enemy. Except for leaving the necessary rear army to guard against the defenders in Rostas, the rest of the army lined up towards him, obviously preparing to start. A big battle.

"The enemy has been prepared." Sir Frank said, as if talking to himself. He awkwardly turned to look at the cavalry around and behind him. There were only seven cavalry groups under his command, a total of 900 cavalry, except for two. In addition to the chain armored cavalry belonging to the category of heavy cavalry, the three hundred cavalry brigades are the horse sergeants of the two brigades and the crossbow cavalry of the two brigades.

Just these cavalry...Sir Frank looked at the rebels on the opposite side. He looked at him and couldn't see his head. Frank swore with his limited knowledge of mathematics that the number of the opponent must exceed five thousand (not), or even more. The momentum of the nine hundred cavalry of his own may be able to frighten the enemy, but the actual power is very low.

"Prepare to retreat. We can't fight with them until the main force of Majesty Caesar arrives." Sir Frank resolutely chose to retreat. While driving the horse to turn around and retreat, he shouted to the cavalry around him. His voice passed through the full coverage. The style seemed to sound like an urn, but it could still be clearly transmitted to the ears of the surrounding cavalry.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

The knights turned their horses' heads, shouted, and kicked the horses' belly with their legs to make the horses turn and retreat. They looked at the black and crushed enemy on the opposite side, and couldn't help swallowing, like a small number of knights launching a charge to defeat tens of thousands. The plot of the enemy will only appear in the knights in the bard population. Even if there are similar cases in this world, that can be done by fully armed knights. Most of them are light cavalry in light armor. Even those chain-armored cavalry who belong to the category of heavy cavalry are just knights wearing a layer of chain mail.

Seeing the Winster cavalry retreating without a fight, cheers soon rang out in the rebel army. They looked at the back of the enemy cavalry retreating, thinking that the opponent was frightened by their own mighty forces. They had This kind of thinking is understandable. Who makes them just a bunch of ignorant little soldiers.

However, the self-reliant noble nobles above them looked at the Winster cavalry "fleeing", but they had a different meaning. They were not fools. They didn't know it before, but now it seems that this The Winster Cavalry who retreated directly from Bo was probably just the vanguard. As for the main force, they should still follow far behind.

Thinking of this possibility, the nerves of Jairo and the nobles suddenly raised. They dared not let the army disarm the preparations for battle. Instead, they sent a group of light cavalry to follow the retreating Winster cavalry to investigate the intelligence, if the situation is as theirs. Guess, then they can only retreat—but they don’t want to fight, but they don’t have to fight at all. It’s okay to fight a small number of Winsters. If the number of enemies is far more than one’s own, the two armies will fight at the same time Rosta The defenders in the city broke through and joined the inside and outside, and they would only have to be wiped out.

With the worst result, Jairo and the nobles anxiously waited for the return of the cavalry squad. The soldiers who were still cheering also felt that something was wrong with the passage of time. They stopped cheering and looked uneasy. In the direction where Jairo was, while talking in a low voice with the people around him, a strange atmosphere enveloped the army that was still cheering not long ago.

Finally, as Jairo and others were eager to see through, a team of cavalry rushed all the way towards here on horseback. In the eyes of all the soldiers’ doubts, the whole picture of this team of cavalry was finally exposed to people’s sight. Several people had arrows on their backs, lying motionless on their horsebacks, floating up and down with the movement of the horses. The situation of the others was not optimistic, all of them were bloody, and their faces were full of fear!

"No! No! It's Winsters! An army of Winsters! It's coming here!"

The knight on horseback had a pale face. After rushing into the army, he shouted loudly, telling the soldiers what they saw with his own eyes, and spreading their fear to these comrades. Jairo's face sank when he heard what they shouted. , I didn’t expect that the worst plan he was holding actually became a reality. Although the knight didn’t say the number of Winsters, from his disturbing reaction, he could guess the number of enemies far away. Far higher than them!

However, he still has to ask carefully first.

After a while, the blood-stained knight was taken in front of Jairo. He looked at the knight's embarrassment and couldn't help but frowned. He looked at the knight's undecided eyes and asked in a deep voice. : "What did you see just now? What did you experience?"

"The Winsters are the main force of the Winsters!" The knight tremblingly said. He endured the fear in his heart and said: "We followed the retreating Winster cavalry and saw them and a large-scale army. The armies of the people converged, and that army could not be seen at a glance, and could not see the specific number in a short time. Before we started counting, the Winster cavalry found us and started chasing us..."

Listening to the knight's words, Jairo's face became more ugly. He suddenly raised his head suddenly and shocked the surrounding nobles. Before they could say anything, Jairo said categorically: "Retreat~www.mtlnovel. com~Withdraw our territory, if you want to survive, organize a withdrawal immediately!"

"Uh..." The nobles were stunned. After a while, they reacted, and they didn't even bother to inquire deeply. They all promised and issued orders to withdraw troops.

Half an hour later, when Richard led his army to this place, the place where the noble rebels lined up was already empty, leaving only a place of filth and messy things. Richard ignored the residue on the ground. He Slightly raised his head and looked into the distance, he could vaguely see the outline of Rostas City. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, but his heart sounded the death knell for the reign of Archduke Felicias.

He knew that as long as he could enter Rostas City, the inferior Prince Felicias would be the fish on the chopping board and would be slaughtered.

"Go ahead! I'm going to have dinner at the Rotunlins Palace and Felicias Public in Rostas City tonight!" Richard said loudly, and as his shout came out, his soldiers roared fiercely. Response.

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The uniform footsteps resounding like thunder on the ground echoed on this open plain, almost making the earth tremble!