Chapter 889: The fish is dead and the net is broken?

Style: Fantasy Author: Fierce KnightWords: 4640Update Time: 24/01/12 08:40:55
"Duke Piccolo, what should we do next!"

It is said that Duke Piccolo and others left 5,000 cavalry to block the attack, so they were not pursued again.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at this time.

When the commanders of the principalities saw this, they all gathered around Duke Piccolo.

the reason is simple.

Because of today's battle, they lost too many cavalry.

The original agreement was to crush the little noble Narant with one and a half thunder blows and an army of 100,000.

But no one would have thought that there was such a thunderous strike and there was also a crushing attack.

But the two parties that were crushing were replaced by the little rural nobles crushing them.

Now, there are only a little more than 60,000 left of the 100,000 troops they set out to fight.

In other words, including the cavalry responsible for intercepting the rear, they had lost less than half of their number.

If this was reported back to the Alliance, everyone would probably become a joke.

"That country boy is not simple. We all underestimated him. Now, we can only evacuate, otherwise the losses will be even greater if this continues."

In fact, Duke Piccolo was more unwilling than everyone else.

After all, the name of the coalition is headed by the Bach Empire. If people in the alliance are ridiculed, others will only remember the Bach Empire.

"Duke Piccolo, are we going to fight back next?"

"As for the counterattack, we can only see if that country boy will get carried away." Duke Piccolo thought for a moment and said in a deep voice.

"Getting carried away?" The commanders were a little confused.

"That's right, the biggest threat to us among that kid's team, and the one that caused our attack to fail, is the magic cannon!"

"So, if there is a magic cannon, then we may not be able to do anything against him!"

"However, the magic energy cannon has a shortcoming, and that is that the magic energy cannon relies on the one-eyed troll for transportation."

"So, it can't be as fast as a war horse."

"And if that kid gets carried away and keeps chasing us, but the magic cannon doesn't keep up, then we will counterattack and directly annihilate that kid's cavalry!"

Seeing everyone's confusion, Duke Piccolo immediately explained.

"So that's it!"

The leaders of the principalities nodded.

"So, let's continue to retreat for a certain distance and then take a temporary rest. Later I will send the rangers to the rear to check the blocking situation and confirm whether the little country boy is pursuing me!"

Duke Piccolo has prepared for the next two possibilities.

First, Nalant did not get carried away and let his subordinates advance, so he had no choice but to retreat.

Secondly, if Nalant gets carried away and lets his subordinates escape from the protection of the magic energy cannon, then he will fight back.

As for the third situation, how can there be a third situation?

"Your Majesty Duke, look behind you!"

But at this moment, a subordinate next to Duke Piccolo suddenly pointed to the back and warned.

"Um?"

Duke Piccolo and the coalition commanders looked behind in confusion upon hearing this, and then were stunned.

"Those are the Cods. Has that country boy stopped chasing?"

Soon, Duke Bic saw clearly the situation at the rear.

Hundreds of cavalry were seen rushing from behind, but when he saw the flags in the team and the face of the leading knight, Duke Piccolo became confused.

He left five thousand cavalry behind to break up the rear, and it stands to reason that he could hold off the enemy for at least twenty minutes.

After all, even if there were 5,000 pigs, it would take Nanalant twenty or thirty minutes to kill them, as long as there was no bombardment from the magic cannon.

But now, even in twenty minutes, several of his subordinate captains have returned. This is obviously unreasonable.

The only possibility is that Nalant has stopped pursuing.

"Stop the team!"

Thinking of this, Duke Piccolo immediately stopped the team and wanted to ask what was going on.

tap!

tap!

Only three or four minutes later, hundreds of cavalrymen had arrived. Duke Piccolo did not wait for the opponent to stop, and hurriedly asked: "What's going on? Has the enemy stopped pursuing?"

"Your Excellency, the enemy has not stopped pursuing us. The enemy is not far behind us!"

The cavalry captain returned out of breath.

"What!"

Duke Piccolo's expression suddenly changed.

"Are you pigs? In less than twenty minutes, five thousand of you have been defeated!"

"Your Excellency, that country boy's magic cannon is really powerful..."

The subordinates were scolded, but they did not dare to refute anything and could only explain in a low voice.

His explanation made Duke Bic even more furious.

"Asshole, don't you know how to run? That magic energy cannon is so heavy that only a one-eyed troll can carry it."

"How fast can the one-eyed troll run? Can it be faster than your war horses?"

"Your Majesty the Duke, they..."

Boom!

The subordinate was left speechless by the question, and was about to continue explaining something when several roars suddenly came from behind.

This Hongmeng sound immediately interrupted everyone's words, and they all looked behind.

At this moment, the smoke and dust from the running of hundreds of Bach cavalry had faded away with the wind, and the scene at the corner of the forest behind them also appeared in front of everyone.

I saw not only hundreds of Nalant's cavalry at the corner, but also more than 20 magic carriages in the center of the cavalry.

Whoosh whoosh!

Just when everyone could clearly see the pursuers, more than ten purple light groups roared from the sky again.

"That's...not good, get out of here!"

Boom!

Boom!

The next moment, thirty of the magic energy shells fell directly into the Bach coalition crowd.

Immediately, more than 20 Bach coalition cavalry were blown off their feet.

"How can this be!"

All the Bach coalition forces couldn't figure out how the opponent's magic cannon could come so fast.

"Your Excellency, Narant installed the magic cannon on the magic carriage. Although the speed of the magic carriage is slower than the horses, it will not be too slow!"

"When we were blocking the enemy, we were bombarded by these magic cannons and were defeated!"

At this time, the captain who escaped felt a little bit lucky in his heart.

Fortunately, the appearance of this magic carriage gave him a chance to explain.

Otherwise, he was really worried that his Duke would kill him on the spot in a fit of rage!

"Asshole, everyone, evacuate, evacuate!"

Duke Piccolo felt dizzy. This was different from the two choices he had originally expected.

Now that the opponent's magic energy cannon is actually installed on the magic energy carriage, can they still escape?

Seeing that more than twenty magic energy cannons were bombarded, Duke Piccolo immediately called on the coalition forces to start their escape again.

Boom!

Boom!

"Those who surrender will not be killed!"

"Those who surrender will not be killed!"

This day is destined to be remembered by the entire Holy Continent.

Because the great Bach Empire of the past tasted a disastrous defeat for the first time in a hundred years.

What's even more embarrassing is that the person who defeated him turned out to be just a little baron.

This baron led a mere 2,000 men and not only defeated the 100,000 extraordinary knights of the Bach Empire coalition.

They even chased them to the sky and into the ground with no way out, and the pursuit distance was a full fifty or sixty miles.

The cavalry of the Bach Empire surrendered, abandoned their horses and got into the roadside.

In addition, there are also a few people who directly run to the point where their horses are exhausted and have to stop running.

Although the speed and flexibility of the magic carriage are not as good as those of war horses, they consume magic crystals.

Therefore, as long as the magic energy spar is given up, the magic energy carriage can continue to drive tirelessly.

"My lord, they stopped!"

On the plain more than seventy miles away from the battlefield, Nalant was taking a nap on the magic carriage of the magician army. At this time, a girl suddenly woke Nalant up.

"Oh? Finally you can't run anymore?"

Nalant then slowly stood up and looked forward.

At this moment, they were chasing and escaping, and they had reached the edge of the Tulip Territory.

Several villages have even appeared at the end of the front.

Duke Bic and others who were running the most persistently finally stopped at this moment, and turned their horses' heads to look at Nalant and others.

"stop!"

When they were more than 400 meters away from the Bach coalition, Narant stopped his subordinates.

He did not take the lead in launching an attack because he had already seen the Duke of Nabik slowly approaching with several principal commanders.

"Are you planning to talk to me again?"

Nalant glanced at it and jumped directly onto the back of the white dragon beside him.

"Everyone is on alert. If the other party dares to play any tricks, don't show mercy, just hit them directly!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Well, Da Shitou, you guys come with me!"

Immediately, Nalant took Big Stone and ten other former members of the bodyguard toward the front, approaching Duke Nabik and others.

"Duke Piccolo, I'm glad we meet again!"

Arriving at a distance of more than fifty meters, Nalant could already see Duke Piccolo's face as black as a rag.

At that moment, in order to take care of the other person's emotions, he spoke directly.

However, Duke Bic probably didn't feel Nalant's 'kindness'. Looking at Nalant's smiling face, the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Baron Nalant, we underestimated you!"

Duke Piccolo took several deep breaths, and finally resisted the urge to curse.

"Haha, you're complimenting me, you're complimenting me. Actually, it's nothing to me. I'm just lucky. I have a lot of magic crystals!"

Narant was very humble, and after hearing this, he quickly waved his hand to show his low profile.

Duke Bic felt even more depressed when he saw his behavior.

In the end, in order to take the overall situation into consideration, he did not talk too much nonsense with Nalant and went straight to the point: "Baron Nalant, the reason why we stopped is because we want to negotiate a truce with you!"

"What, discuss a truce, Duke Piccolo, are you right?"

"Baron Narante, I am serious!"

"No, no, no, Duke Piccolo, I think you are joking. Tell me, what qualifications do you have to tell me a truce now!"

Narante shook his head.

"Baron Nalant, we also have ten thousand of the most elite cavalry here. In addition, there are three sky knights and dozens of earth knights..."

"Baron Nalant, your magic cannon is indeed powerful, but as long as we spread out, your magic cannon will not be able to exert its maximum lethality!"

"When the time comes, with our determination to die, you, Baron Nalant, will definitely suffer casualties as well!"

"Baron Nalant, you only have more than two thousand subordinates, and these hundreds of cavalry and the legion of magicians are probably all you have."

"Are you really prepared to fight to the death with us?"

"You must know that tens of thousands of extraordinary knights are only a small part of our Bach Empire's power!"

"And if all your subordinates, Baron Nalant, are consumed in this battle, how will you be able to resist another attack from our Bach Empire next time!"

Duke Bic stared at Narante closely, and spoke conclusively about the consequences if Narante did not negotiate.

That is a dead end.

Unfortunately, Duke Piccolo threatened the wrong person.

Because what he said about a dead fish or a dead net does not exist at all.

"Duke Piccolo, you think your people can fight me to the death, but you are wrong. Why should I fight you to the death?"

"I can just use the magic cannon to attack you from a distance."

"By the way, you must think that my magic crystals are not enough, right?"

"Actually, I have quite a lot of magic crystals. No, let me count them. One, two...ten...thirty...fifty..."

With that said, Nalant took out a large wooden treasure box from the space ring.

What is contained in this treasure box is actually crystal clear purple magic energy crystals.

As Nalant counted in a coquettish manner, Duke Piccolo's previously desperate expression gradually disappeared.

"Duke Piccolo, do you think that if I rely on the magic energy of the carriage to keep moving, and then kill and kill your subordinates while moving, will there be a fatal outcome?"

"By the way, your horses seem to be exhausted after running all this way, right?"

"You..." Duke Piccolo knew that the harsh words he had uttered previously had no effect on Nalant.

He was originally betting that Nalant didn't have many magic crystals.

So he wanted to force Narant to cease war with them, and then let these ten thousand people leave.

But now, Nalant has enough magic energy crystals, and he can really rely on the magic energy carriage to drag them to death.

Although the magic energy carriage is not as fast as the war horse, it is much faster than the legs.

Coupled with the range of four to five hundred meters, the saying that the fish will die and the net will break is simply not true.

"Duke Piccolo, don't be angry. In fact, I have a very good proposal for you!"

"How about you surrender now and I promise to give you the dignity that nobles deserve?"

"No way, I, Piccolo, can't surrender!"

Duke Piccolo's expression immediately changed when he heard this.

"Duke Piccolo, there is a first time for everything, and it is not shameful for nobles to surrender!"

"Besides, even if Duke Piccolo is not afraid of death, do you think that all these ten thousand people will die with you?"

Narante smiled and spoke.

Duke Piccolo fell silent upon hearing this and glanced at the surrounding commanders and the remaining 10,000 cavalrymen in the rear.

When several commanders saw Duke Piccolo's eyes, they all felt a little complicated at this moment.

Of course, it can also be seen that most people still don’t want to fight to the death.

As a noble, it's so good to live, why would you choose to die in battle?

Although surrendering is a bit embarrassing, it is a common practice among nobles to surrender.

Afterwards, you only need to pay enough ransom, and then you can eat and drink well and go home.

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