The Duke of Saxony managed to escape with a detachment of cavalry. The war horses under their crotches are not as fully armed as the armored holy cavalry, so they have better endurance and mobility. If they want to run away, it will be difficult for the guards to catch up.
Half a day later, other Alemanni lords and the Duke of Saxony who had escaped gradually joined together. Panic was written all over their faces: although they had gotten rid of the Imperial Guards, they were now in the interior of the Seven Hills Empire. Not only did they lack a city where they could establish a foothold, but they could also be intercepted by militias from various places at any time. .
They ran day and night and finally escaped to the port where they landed. A simple temporary stronghold was set up there, guarded by hundreds of soldiers. This group of lords and knights rushed into the stronghold, and the first thing they did was to look for water. They were so thirsty that many knights put their heads into the manger and licked the water without saying a word.
After drinking enough water, they began to consider their future plans: to get out of trouble, they could only rely on the island republic's fleet. But there are still ten days before the scheduled date for the island republic to come to deliver supplies - that is to say, they must rely on their remaining soldiers and defeated generals to hold on here for ten days.
Thinking of this, this group of nobles couldn't sit still. They used their swords as axes and hammers as hammers to strengthen the camp.
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One after another, the remnant soldiers came to join the stronghold. Although they were scattered on the battlefield, everyone knew that this port was the only place where they could survive. After gathering all the remaining soldiers, the number of the Alemannic coalition returned to around 16,000 people, and they even had an advantage over the Praetorian Guards in terms of numbers.
However, they were extremely short on weapons and equipment - in order to escape smoothly, these remnants had thrown away all the armor and weapons they could.
The Duke of Saxony made a rough count and found that among this group of soldiers, on average, only seven people could get a spear, and twenty people could make up a shield. In desperation, the Duke of Saxony could only load the soldiers with hoes and pitchforks left over from looting nearby villages, and asked each of them to pick up a bag of stones to use as throwing weapons.
Just as the soldiers were desperately rummaging for stones on the ground, bad news came - there was an enemy army numbering tens of thousands of people, less than half a day's journey away.
"Ten thousand people? Are they the Imperial Guards of the Seven Hills Empire?" the Duke of Saxony asked, pulling the soldier who reported the news.
The soldier shook his head in confusion. As a garrison who had been stationed at the port, he didn't know what the Qiqiu Imperial Guard looked like.
"How are they equipped?"
"We can't see any reflection from the metal. They should all be cloth armor."
"Are there any cavalry?"
"There were quite a few horses, but no one was on them. A transport team, perhaps, rather than cavalry?"
The soldier thought that such a report would bring relief to his lord. Unexpectedly, the Duke of Saxony's face suddenly turned blue. Looking at the comrades holding pitchforks around them, I don't know why all of them have earth-colored faces.
——Everyone who has experienced that war knows that the unit in the report is undoubtedly the Imperial Guards of the Qiqiu Empire.
There are still six full days before the island republic comes to deliver supplies. And once this port is lost, this army of tens of thousands of people will instantly become a turtle in the urn.
However, can they, armed with pitchforks and stones, really block the attack of the Imperial Guards?
At this moment, a fleet appeared on the sea. And the person standing at the front is none other than Yin Bolita.
After learning that the Duke of Saxony ignored his messenger, Impolita made a prompt decision and led the navy to quickly return for reinforcements, and only then arrived here in time.
Yinpolita stared silently at the Alemannic lords from the ship.
At this moment, the silence was louder than the sound. Looking at the pitchforks and stone bags in the hands of their soldiers, the lords lowered their heads in shame.
"Come on the boat." Yin Bolita said coldly, "It's time to move forward with our plan."
When Berengar's Praetorian Guards arrived at the camp, Alemannic soldiers boarded the ships and sailed out of the harbor.
"What a critical moment. Miss, if you hadn't arrived in time, we would have been annihilated." The Duke of Saxony bowed his head and thanked him, "Please forgive me for asking this question now, what is your name? In the Island Republic, where are you?" What position do you hold?”
"My name is Yinbolita. I won't mention my last name. As for my position, in the island republic, I am just a maid——"
Before Yin Polita finished speaking, the soldiers suddenly exclaimed. I saw the Spear of Longinus shining with white light, shooting straight into the sky from the Guards formation, and then falling from the sky towards the ship they were on together with the dazzling sunlight!
But Yin Bolita stretched out a hand and read softly:
"God, why did you abandon me?"
Under this spell, the Spear of Longinus lost its light, plummeted from mid-air, and finally fell into the sea with a thud.
"As for the Qiqiu Empire...she is probably just the daughter of a rebel thief now."
"The daughter of a rebel?" the Duke of Saxony asked curiously.
"After all, the winner is the king or the loser - but this sentence will also apply to the Scipio family in the future."
Yin Polita smiled and looked towards the side of the sea, where a fleet that did not belong to the island republic was coming towards this side.
"Look, the Qiqiu Imperial Navy saved by 'Apollo's Messenger' is here. Sit tight, we are going to speed up."
There was a brief confrontation between the navies of both sides, which ended with Yinpolita's fleet fleeing in panic.
Having achieved a small victory, the Imperial Navy of the Seven Hills docked at the port with their faces glowing red. Berengar looked at them curiously, wondering how the navy, which had been in a state of decline not long ago, suddenly gained morale.
A vice-admiral in the navy ran over excitedly and held Berengar's hand: "General Berengar, we already know that you came here under the guidance of the Oracle of Apollo!"
Berengar's transfer of the Praetorian Guards came after Constantiniya received news of the naval defeat. At that time, the Seven Hills Empire did not know that the Alemanni Alliance had become an ally of the Island Republic. It was the new Temple of Apollo at Delphi that gave a rumored oracle: "Beware of the sea, it will spit iron and fire toward the shore." And Berengar knew that this temple was related to Ella. , then before the Alemannic coalition landed, the Praetorian Guards were transferred to the Peloponnese coast in advance.
"We have found the island where the enemy has piled supplies! Half of the island republic's main force is now in Thrace. We are confident that we can break through the blockade of the remaining navy and assist General Berengar in your island landing operation!"
The deputy general's interest grew higher and higher as he talked.
"Lord Berengar, do you know? Last night, Lord Apollo once again sent an envoy to appear in front of us! This time, we will definitely win!"
