"What do you say, disagree ?!"

Empire Avenue battlefield, shocked Regrell stared at the herald in front of him, and his face was unbelievable: "How is this possible, did you accurately convey the message to the Duke?"

"This is the order that the Duke personally gave me!" The demon hunter responsible for the order was slightly unscrupulous-as the wings of the sky and also a direct member of the Duke of Baine, he did not pay much respect to these counts:

"The Bayern Legion on the front line of Empire Avenue is not allowed to arbitrarily. After breaking through the outer defense line, try to drag the enemy as much as possible, and watch out for counterattacks-this is what the Duke personally told me. No word has been changed!"

"But, but ..."

The breathless Earl of Baimafeng stopped talking, and looked very unwillingly at the battlefield not far away in a dogfight. His mouth twitched frantically, trying desperately to say something "sweet than honey." "The impulse to vocabulary.

Of course, he can understand the reason why Loren Turin did this. In fact, it was very clear in the deployment before the war-Empire Avenue is the key to the entire battle. The enemy will definitely look at it here, and it will never be easy. Attacked.

But Regrell couldn't help it-when the enemy's defense line began to disintegrate, he couldn't resist such an urge, and wanted to rush up and take it down in one fell swoop.

Even if the enemy did not collapse across the board, only the surrounding earth walls and wooden fences were captured, and the Baine Legion had some advantage in attack and initiative.

But this advantage is enough!

Just give yourself another 10,000 ... No, 5,000 phalanx corps, Regrell has the confidence to turn this advantage into an irreversible situation, attack Empire Avenue in one fell swoop, and completely strangle the Azores' retreat.

By this time, the bunch of long-eared rabbit lords were the beasts in the cage.

But now ... Looking at the battlefield and messengers beside him in the distance, Regrel could only gritt his teeth.

"I see." With a sigh, some of the lost Regrel raised his gaze:

"Please tell the Duke whenever possible, the Knight of Byrne will faithfully fulfill his orders-since this is the judgment of the Duke, then we will stick to it and never fail."

"But also ask the Duke to understand that the fighter plane is fleeting; the Byr Knight is not only fighting to defend the empire, but also to fight for the honor of the Duke and the Duke!"

The demon hunter heard the unwillingness in the words of Count Baimafeng, but didn't say much, and just nodded: "I will pass on your words to the Duke."

"Thank you so much."

The moment the horn sounded, the astonished Lucien even froze for a moment, even the sword handle in his hand was almost unsteady.

Impossible, why retreat, obviously not already ...

"Dang——!"

'S attacked blade pierced the hilt gauntlets, the gray pupil with his arm shook awake, and the short sword in his right hand had flew out of his hand.

In the hazy vision, the blindfolded elf girl wielding a long knife has struck again.

"Dang——!"

The moment the fire was spitting, Lucien snorted back a few steps, barely resisting the knife that stabbed into the heart.

"Your Excellency ... Are you still distracted?"

Expressionless Lolly Zade said coldly, the long knife in his hand showed no sign of letting go: "Is it worth looking down on it, or ... just the horn sound, there is another hidden feeling."

"Less nonsense, it's none of your business!"

"It's really rude ... The imperial warriors were so rude to a weak woman."

"You are also a weak woman!"

"According to the standards of the imperial people, they are still underage this year."

"What does this have to do with age ?!"

The voice hasn't fallen yet, and the blade that turned into traceability has already fallen head on!

Leaned on the muscle memory to resist Lusien's elbow, and completed the tactical roll at the moment when the elf girl dodged, picked up the short sword that fell with his hand.

Was almost the moment when he picked up the blade, and the cold touch hit him like a tide.

"Within three feet, everything is cut."

I do n’t know when the elf girl with the knife in her sheath slowly raised her head, obviously wearing a blindfold, but it was a kind of creepy touch that was staring at him.

The exquisite little hand gently held the handle of the knife, and with the sound of "clang!", There was a trace of coldness between the scabbard and the blade.

"This means ..."

The shuddering Lucien's pupils shrank suddenly and stood still.

At that moment, there were countless ways of evading in his mind, but it seemed that the last scene of each kind was beheaded by the opposite elf girl.

What, what is this ...

"Heart cut-!"

The elf girl who screamed angrily disappeared from Lucien's field of vision.

"Boom ———————— !!!!!!"

In the sudden sound of explosion, the gray pupil who was too late to respond was directly flew out by the heat wave; Lori Zade, who was drawing his sword, also disappeared without a trace in the golden red fire.

He hadn't figured out what happened, and a hand was already resting on his shoulder.

"So say ... next time you meet this kind of strong unreasonable enemy, don't tell her anything." A brisk and tired voice sounded from behind.

The stunned Lucien turned his head, staring staring at Ramaloth, the Earl of Lake City, behind him, and several demon hunters guarding him, holding a dozen of alchemy bombs tied together in his hand. .

"The despicable is the despicable. If you can win shamelessly, you will win shamelessly. It's shameful to escape but sometimes it's very useful. In short, living first is the first." A tone from someone who said:

"Remember, the knight of Byrne is not afraid of death, but what we want is a violent, earth-shattering death-if not, then live alive and talk about it."

"Count Ramallos, the horn just sounded ..."

"Ah, it's an order to retreat." The tired Ramaloth shrugged and smiled readily. "Although I don't know what happened, since it is an order, it must be executed. Consider first how to stand firm, and then Retreat gradually. "

There was no hesitation in the slightest tone, so Lusien was very doubtful whether the Earl Lord in front of him was the self-asserted, forcibly breaking through the Ramalos of the Azores' outlying positions.

But now that the other party has made up his mind, Lucien has no reason to block: "Then please lead the Knight of Baine to retreat first, and I and the hunter of the wing of the sky will cover you, and wait until the enemy starts the counterattack ... "

At this moment, another bleak trumpet sounded.

Losten and Ramallos, all at once, looked surprised at the same time.

The sound of an eagle-like horn, that is the march of the Azores!

………………

"What the **** is going on, why is this so!"

Listening to the trumpet sound of the resignation of the Byern Legion sounded in my ears, the expression of the little prince of the elf was extremely sad.

That kind of pain ... It ’s like an appointment with a friend at 3:00 in the afternoon for a life-and-death duel, but in the end the other party actually could n’t make an appointment.

Unacceptable, totally unacceptable!

But ... it's not an accident, after all, the commander on the opposite side is the Loren Turin who made himself sad for a month under the city of Ebden. It is really unexpected that such a calm and skilled tactical deployment.

Counts on a little trick that can make him suffer heavy casualties, is the one who is really delusional.

The elf little prince's mouth showed a smile of self-deprecation.

"It seems that this game is far from the end." Rodria Azore muttered to himself, raising his hand and gently licking the wound cut by the glass in his palm:

"Loren Turin, can you give me more surprises?"

"His Royal Highness, since the enemy has sensed our intention to retreat, is it the original plan ..."

"According to the original plan!" The elf little prince interrupted the elf warrior beside him: "The enemy's forward has broken through our frontier, and now is the time to fight back and thwart the enemy!"

"Even if we retreat, it will take time. We must rush to complete the plan before the enemy completes the retreat-the army that breaks through the defense line is the enemy's most elite Bayern knight and heavy infantry, annihilating them, the enemy will be unable to break our defense line!

"Follow the order!"

At the moment when the sound of the eagle's horn sounded, two lines of Azore warriors suddenly rushed out of the forest behind the wooden fence and the earth wall, waving a sharp long sword from both wings to the one who was just about to retreat. Vanguard of the Byrne Legion.

This is one of the "surprise" for the little prince of the elf for Loren Turin.

After the battle of Ebden, Rodria Azore saw the gap between the Azore elves and the empire in civil engineering and defense from the tricks of the black-haired wizard.

But sometimes this gap can be turned into a certain advantage when used properly.

The overly rudimentary defenses made the enemy unprepared until they broke through the front. They did not notice anything; and the little elf prince took advantage of the "blind spot" of the Baine Legion at this point and arranged two ambushes on the rear.

Then, using the tacit warriors' tacit cooperation and quick assault tactics, they quickly completed the encirclement from the two wings and completely wiped out the Bayern Army that broke through the front.

The Mucha earth wall, which they easily broke through, will become an insurmountable rift; the Baine Legion, which suffered a collapse in the morale of the siege, will escape from the gap as desperately as they did when they rushed in; but Waiting for them will be the arrows and spears of elf warriors inside and outside Muzha.

If the outside Bain legions want to try to rescue, then it doesn't matter whether they can rush in before the robes are wiped out; the army of Azore elves who stick to the high ground will also pose enough threats from the flanks.

Thousands of elf warriors rushed out of the forest and rushed to the battlefield in the eagle-like trumpet sound; the fierce attack immediately disrupted the position of the retiring Bain Legion; accompanied by the roar The arrows, the heavy wings of the two wings immediately suffered heavy casualties, and hurriedly formed a shield wall on the corpse of the robe.

Just barely stabilizing the position, Cavalry Commander Ramaloth immediately led the Byr Knights to try to break through; although somewhat restrained the speed of the attack of the elf warriors, but in front of the spear that blocked the gap and the arrows like locust, The Bayern Knight, who had lost his mount in front of Mucha, could not play a greater role than an elite infantry.

This is also one of the purposes of the little prince of the elves. The simple earthen walls and wooden fences may not be enough to block the soldiers of the Byrne Legion, but their horses are absolutely incapable of rushing in.

The loss of the war horse is equivalent to breaking off the most powerful weapon of Byrne!

As the elf warriors rushing out of the forest gradually entered the battlefield, the collapse trend of the Baine Legion strikers became more and more obvious; in a chaotic battlefield, the elf warriors wielding long swords continued to break through and divide in the already fragmented Bayern Legion , Surrounded, uninterrupted, trying to defeat the elite of the Byrne Army in one fell swoop.

Although Ramaloth continued to shrink his forces, and even organized forces to try to break through to ensure that the regiment of the legion would not collapse; it is only a matter of time before it is defeated or annihilated.

At the same time, the phalanx corps outside the Muzha earth wall fighting the elves are also constantly trying to break through the enemy ’s blockade to support the vanguard inside; but the phalanx corps that had just been withdrawn and ordered to attack for a while It was very "chaotic", and the commander who got two contradictory orders at the same time didn't know what to do, let alone the soldiers.

"Please help, Master Regrel, please ask the Duke for help!"

Staring at the battlefield in the distance, the dazzling flag officer couldn't help but shouted anxiously: "Fight this way again ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Lord Ramallos and the 10,000 strikers will be full The army is annihilated! "

"impossible."

Count Baimafeng shook his head, his expression also mixed with a bit of bitterness: "Since the Duke rejected my request for reinforcements, it means that he has also predicted such a result. At this time, we will ask for assistance only to be of no avail."

The most important thing is that he may have no soldiers to send.

Now that they have gained an advantage on the Empire Avenue and the elite main force of the enemy is concentrated here, the last reinforcements according to the original plan should be sent to support the midline army with heavy casualties-after all, they have to bear all the Azores elves The projected power of the condescending enemy is besieging a fortress that is almost impossible to be breached, leaving the reserve army for granted.

As for the capture of Empire Avenue ... In fact, in the original plan of Loren Turin, he did not expect to really capture this place; after all, the enemy is the key, and it is very difficult to capture. As long as they can threaten them and force the enemy to divide The gods attacked the imperial capital, and even if the combat mission was initially completed, the excess was all hope.

And now I am suffering the consequences of this extravagance.

"What should we do, we can't just watch them killed by the enemy!"

"Of course we can't watch our comrades die." Regrell nodded, picked up his swallowtail flag gun from the saddle side, and waved forward to the guard knights behind:

"Bai Ren, charge with me--!"

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