Chapter 62 One Against Hundreds(1/2)
Although Klimans was reluctant to have Cronin's army come to help, Julian wanted to end the battle quickly rather than his wishes.
He didn't care about these trivial achievements. Yes, even if he defeated an enemy's legion and killed the enemy's legion commander, such merits were nothing to the Sentinel's Sorrow.
You must know that they have not faced this kind of rookie before.
With the addition of the Cronin Legion, the next battle only lasted half an hour and ended. Except for the Wolfsbane Legion that faced off against the Cronin Legion, the other two legions did not lose much strength.
Even though the casualties on both sides exceeded 5,000, they were all ordinary soldiers, and it was not easy to replenish them. Only the Wolfsbane Legion not only lost one lord knight, but also lost its entire bodyguard, which was the best among the best.
, it can be said that the vitality has been severely damaged, and it is not impossible to be destroyed.
The losing side fled back to the city in a hurry, while the victors left some people behind to slowly clean up the battlefield and burn the corpses.
The sky-high flames illuminated the dark night, and the stench of burning corpses was carried by the wind, making the wizards so sick that they couldn't eat any food.
But for the soldiers, after devouring a hearty meal, they returned to the camp and fell asleep. After more than five hours of life-and-death battles during the day, they were so exhausted that they almost fell asleep on the bed.
I almost don't have the energy to think about anything disgusting or not. After all, I have seen things even more disgusting than this on the battlefield.
However, Julian and other generals were not tired at all. They had fighting spirit and strengthened bodies. They were hardly tired from a battle of this level.
"Ian, you did a good job today, but don't be so rash in the future."
Julian smiled and said, obviously today's victory also made him feel a lot better.
Ian smiled and immediately began to blame: "It's none of my business. It was Scott. He asked me to do this."
"Um?"
Julian looked at Prescott with stern eyes, and the other party quickly waved his hand: "Sir, don't listen to his nonsense, it was this kid's own idea.
He had never been on the battlefield. When he was stimulated by the blood, he jumped off his horse and rushed into the crowd as if his head was congested. As he rushed, he shouted something like, "The brave will win when we meet on a narrow road!"
If you don’t believe me, ask Dorn!”
Upon hearing this, Dorn immediately nodded with a smile and echoed: "That's right! Lord Hyde is very brave!"
Ian's face turned red when he said this, and he said in embarrassment: "No way, it's all thanks to my brothers that I don't have any worries!"
When Julian heard this, his impression of Ian improved a little bit. But then he had a headache. Although it was a good thing to be brave and militant, he had to be divided into people.
Naturally, the more brave the knight, the better, but what does it mean for a wizard to always be on the front line? Is it because he doesn't want to die quickly enough?
But Clapham clearly ordered him and Marcus to charge forward. This was the dual order of the monastic order and the legion. Even Lord Capas could not violate it, otherwise she would not have to send the strongest among the new generation.
Prescott came to protect Ian.
"Forget it, just be careful." Julian shook his head and stopped thinking about it. Anyway, Clapham also said that life and death are determined by fate.
"Speaking of which, Ian, thanks to your sword today!"
Prescott chuckled and said, if he hadn't activated the Wings of Steel in the final step to ascend to the gods and fly him back to Ian, he would have been shot to death on the battlefield.
Ian took out the sword and said: "This is called the Yuan Chenyun Divine Sword, I got it by accident!"
When he said he got it by accident, everyone obviously didn't believe it, but they didn't ask any questions.
Perhaps due to the influence of Lucius, most of the people in Sentinel's Sorrow are good swordsmen, so they all showed obvious interest in Ian's ascension to the divine level.
Relying on the good relationship between the two, Prescott asked with a smile: "Are you using it for fun?"
Ian smiled and handed it to him.
"You won't get sword energy when you pull it out, right?"
Prescott asked carefully, and the others also showed alert expressions at the right time. They had seen the power of sword energy at that time, and they would suffer serious consequences even if they encountered it.
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Ian shook his head, "How can it be so easy? It requires special conditions to activate!"
He is the only one who has practiced "Star Path Destruction Slash" to activate the spiritual power in the scabbard.
When Presco heard this, he immediately pulled it out and went to find a weapon to test the sword.
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After the battle, both sides rested for a day. The next day, the Scythe Bearer Holy See took the initiative to call for war and sent out three legions again.
Clapham also commanded three new regiments to respond.
But Ian and Marcus were not able to rest. They were still assigned to a legion each. It seemed that as long as the two of them coexisted for a day, they would not be able to leave the battlefield for a day.
This time, Ian was incorporated into a 2,000-man regiment composed of ten viscount noble guard troops. He was a ragtag among the ragtag. Marcus, on the other hand, was much better. He could at least stay at the lord level.
With the count, safety is guaranteed.
Looking at the improvised legion, Ian did not dare to rush in. He was afraid that he would be hurt when his own formation collapsed, so he fought with both sides. After the team stopped, he
Prescott leaned back a little under his protection.
Along the way, he also helped many soldiers resist some fatal attacks at the right time.
This time on the battlefield, almost all wizards received simple training as field doctors, and everyone learned simple bandaging and hemostasis techniques and at least one healing technique.
What Ian learned was the earth-based healing technique, Earth Mother Life, which was not very effective.
This kind of healing technique that uses earth elements to heal wounds is simply a joy compared to light-based healing techniques. Even inferior water-based healing techniques are far inferior.
But who said Ian was a wizard with negative energy attributes? Being able to master a healing technique already made him sincerely grateful to God. How could he dare to be picky?
During the retreat, the knights of the team were responsible for killing the enemy and protecting him, while Ian was responsible for treating some seriously injured people to ensure that they would not die immediately. But there was nothing more they could do, and they could only resign themselves to their fate and wait for the real battlefield.
The doctor came to help.
The legion they fought against this time was not a improvised and defective product like theirs. The other side actually sent a lord knight into the battlefield to kill indiscriminately.
At the beginning, the other party was a little cautious. After all, the commander of the Wolfsbane Legion was killed the day before yesterday. The other party's lord knights did not dare to rush forward. First, they sent several major officers with high-level knight ranks to lead the team.
The ten nobles on our side are all viscounts, most of them are intermediate knights, and there are only three senior knights. Seeing that the opponent is killing people in their own escort, they don't dare to retreat from the beginning even if they are afraid.
They couldn't help but huddle together, gritted their teeth and rushed forward.
Then he was killed indiscriminately.
The formation was suddenly in chaos.
The gap in fighting spirit levels cannot be filled by this small number of people, so after four of the ten nobles died, the remaining six immediately summoned their own guards to push forward in fear, while they themselves retreated.
This is their normal operation. The escort team was originally used to do this kind of thing, but they forgot that they were now on the battlefield. In addition to themselves, there were friendly forces and enemies around them.
When ordinary soldiers saw their commander retreating, most of their fighting spirit and courage dissipated. Most of them raised their swords and ran to the rear after repelling an enemy. Anyway, there were many people around, and the enemy was lost.
The target will never let them go.
There is no problem if one or two people do this, but as those nobles retreated regardless of the enemy or ourselves, and after trampling many of their own soldiers to death, they no longer had the intention to fight, and followed the nobles' horses as they ran wildly, and an inexplicable situation unfolded.
A big collapse occurred.
The commander of the enemy legion also discovered this. Logically speaking, at this time, the commander of the other legion should have come out to turn the tide and send a military team to stop the rout. But until the rout spread to most of the battlefield, no lord was seen.
When the knight came out, he immediately knew what was going on.
He immediately rushed forward with his bodyguards in an attempt to completely defeat this wave of soldiers.
This is the first achievement. In the miserable atmosphere of yesterday's defeat, this achievement will be particularly dazzling.
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"Kill them all!"
The legion commander had never fought in such a battle before, and he suddenly became very proud.
The defeated troops soon surpassed Ian and the others. I have to admit that these noble men are not only good at exploiting people, but their ability to escape is also first-rate. These people do not care about their own soldiers at all, not only the wounded, but also many who are fighting.
The soldier was also cut down by the opponent's merciless sword, and then he and the enemy were trampled to death by horses.
It's just because their location prevented the gentlemen from escaping.
The outcome of this great defeat can already be imagined.
Ian suddenly reined in his horse, turned around, looked over, and said to Prescott: "No, we can't let the soldiers continue to disperse."
Prescott looked back and saw that his eyes were full of deserters and enemies chasing each other. Even he could not stop the rout: "There is no other way. Let's go quickly. The opponent's lord knight has already chased us. We lose."
Got it!"
"That's not what I'm talking about. It's good that we lost, but it would be terrible if they interfered in the battle next door." Ian said loudly.
If that were the case, it would probably be a replica of the battle the day before yesterday, but this time the results would be reversed.
"So what, you idiot!" Prescott cursed. At this moment, he deeply hated those nobles who were like mud and couldn't hold up the wall. "I have to kill these scum when I go back!"
"Go back and kill that lord knight!" Ian thought for a while and said, as long as he got within 100 yards, he would be sure to kill the opponent. Only in this way could he prevent the opponent's legion from intervening in the subsequent battle group.
But in this case, they will be surrounded by the opposing army, and they will be truly isolated and helpless.
After Julian killed the opponent's army commander last time, he saw the opponent's bodyguard's suicidal charge like moths flying into the flame, and even now he still trembles with fear when he thinks about it. If he fell into the enemy's pile this time, he would probably be dead.
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"Are you crazy?"
Prescott also stared, unable to believe what Ian said: "Do you know what you said?"
To be continued...