At the time of the incident, "Hair King" Harald was on the right flank of the high ground. He watched helplessly as the Alemanni Federation flag suddenly appeared in the distance.
In the second line on the right, Harald was closest to the camp on the high ground, with many other lords' troops standing between him and the ambush. However, the banner of the Alemannic Federation approached Harald's men so quickly, it seemed as if it had not encountered any resistance.
Some soldiers came to him in a panic and said, "Sir, these enemies look so powerful! As soon as the soldiers and horses of the lords in front of us came into contact with them, they were defeated immediately!"
"Destroyed? I'm afraid they are not willing to fight at all."
The soldier was stunned: "Escape? How could that happen? That way you won't be able to enter the Hall of Valor!"
"Does this have anything to do with us who believe in the Olympian gods?"
Harald has seen it all. When Amy used violence to force these lords to obey, she had already laid the root of this disaster - violence will always be suppressed by more powerful violence. Once this only reliance is frustrated, the hearts of people who are forcibly squeezed together by violence will immediately It will fall apart.
When Amy fell from the horse, the hearts of these lords were already scattered. If they suddenly encounter an enemy ambush in this situation, not only will they not resist desperately, they may also hope that Amy will die here.
This kind of thing has happened countless times in history.
This is the end of all tyrants.
It will take some time before the ambush reaches Harald's position. As friendly forces continue to withdraw from the battlefield, the morale of Harald's soldiers has become very low. Harald touched his chin and said to himself: "Should we retreat together?"
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Reports of the lord's retreat continued to reach Glahid's ears, putting pressure on the young general again and again. Once the high ground is lost, all troops deployed on the battlefield will be surrounded by the Alemanni coalition.
Glahid did not expect that the lords guarding the two wings of the highland would retreat so quickly. Just now, Harald, who was stationed at the last line of defense, led his troops to retreat before engaging the enemy. At this point, nearly half of the lords have led the retreat, and the Pirate Kingdom's numerical advantage no longer exists.
What's worse is that the lords left on the battlefield in the Pirate Kingdom are all supporters of Amy. When they saw something happened to Amy, they completely ignored Glahid's order and rushed forward together, causing tens of thousands of people to attack. The soldiers huddled together. In front of many soldiers stood thirty or forty friendly soldiers, and the number of column leaders was twice that of the enemy.
Although the dark look is very intimidating, apart from shouting and cheering, these soldiers in the back row are completely unable to provide any support to the soldiers in the front row, and their efficiency is extremely low. In contrast, less than a thousand men were stationed on the high ground with Glahid.
The enemy force attacking the high ground numbered 5,000, five times as many as Glahid. Even if Glahid wanted to save it, those lords would not obey his orders. In this case, the defeat of the Pirate Kingdom seems to be a foregone conclusion.
Glahid punched the ground: "That's why I said I can't command these lords! Even if I were only given the direct men of the King of Sweden, the war would not be like this!"
A small army of a hundred people ran towards the direction of Glahid.
"Brother Glahid! I couldn't resist the enemy's ambush, so I came to your side!"
The person shouting like this is also a barbarian from the pirate kingdom. Glahid was stunned for a moment. He was from England and had very limited acquaintances in the pirate kingdom. He could not imagine anyone calling him brother. When the barbarian got closer, Glahid remembered that he was a Zealander who had stayed with him in Upland and was now a small lord.
Nobles born in Zealand are often staunch Ella faction, so Glahid placed him behind the battle line without thinking. While the lords in the rear were leading their troops to withdraw from the battlefield, he led his troops and ran towards the high ground. This made Glahid wonder if he had gone the wrong way.
Even the soldiers behind the lord kept shouting: "Sir, the direction down the mountain is over there! You are running the wrong way!"
After hearing this, the lord cursed: "Go down the mountain? Why do you have to go down the mountain?"
"But...the number of enemies is too many!"
The lord shook his beard: "So what? Have you seen the young lord in front of you? Let me tell you, he is the great hero of Upland! Join the army with him, and your lives will be at stake. It’s all saved!”
"The great hero behind Upland?" This title made Glahid feel a little less stressed and he laughed, "Indeed, I seem to be more suitable for commanding a small army."
The ambush on the left flank of the Alemannic coalition reached the high ground first. They were unstoppable all the way, and their morale was extremely high. When the hundreds of soldiers at the front saw the enemy camp right in front of them, they not only did not shrink back, but instead accelerated their pace one by one, wanting to be the first to attack the enemy camp.
They quickly entered the range of the bow and arrow, but there was no response at all from Glahid's camp. This made them rush forward even more unscrupulously. Soon they were a few dozen meters closer to the camp.
However, when they entered one-half the shooting range of normal bows and arrows, a shower of arrows suddenly struck. The soldiers thought that the enemy would abandon the stronghold and flee as before, but this sudden counterattack was completely unexpected by the soldiers. But before they could react, another wave of arrows struck.
There was almost no gap between the two waves of arrows. Seeing their companions lying in a pool of blood, the soldiers who were stunned realized that this was a battlefield. At this time, the third wave of arrows came again.
Under the continuous blows from bows and arrows, most of the enthusiasm of those soldiers was lost. They noticed that the camp flags in front were neatly guarded, and for a moment they did not dare to step forward and retreated one after another.
They quickly retreated half of the arrow range, but the enemy's archers continued to kill them. They couldn't help but curse the enemy's general in their hearts - he could have let the archers shoot long ago, but he still let them charge forward.
When they retreated to two-thirds of the normal bow and arrow range, the bow and arrow strikes completely stopped. However, they were still uneasy and retreated until they were out of the range of an arrow. Then they stopped and waited for the follow-up troops to arrive.
This ambush force of five thousand people was composed of the troops of twelve lords of the Alemannic Federation. Hearing that the attack of the front row troops was resisted, the thirteen lords rode to the front line to observe the battle situation.
"You are saying that the enemy's bows and arrows shoot very fast?"
The soldiers who had experienced the rain of arrows nodded desperately and tried their best to describe the situation at that time. When he felt that his lord had fully understood the situation at that time, he added: "But in contrast, the enemy's range is only so small!"
He pointed out to the lords the distance at which the arrows stopped: two-thirds of a normal bow's range.
