Chapter 660: A Hard Battle Alone, the Choice of the Brave Trait
Three hours later, the battlefield was filled with thick smoke and blood. The enemy's morale had fallen to the bottom due to heavy losses, and some began to flee in panic.
Kashin was in the mood for killing at this time. Although his magic alloy heavy armor was already in tatters, he still fought fiercely with the enemy without fear, relying on his iron skin and fighting spirit.
Suddenly, an arrow came at him like lightning, but Kashin instinctively dodged the fatal blow by moving sideways. Then, he raised his hammer and struck down like a thunderbolt, instantly smashing the three enemies into pieces.
At the same time, the silver wolf was not to be outdone, it rushed into the enemy camp like a silver lightning. It leaped suddenly, and a wall of water suddenly rose on its left side, like an indestructible barrier, blocking more than a dozen charging enemies.
The enemy soldiers were dizzy and dazed by the water wall, and were even deformed by their own companions. Seeing this, Kashin immediately seized the opportunity and worked closely with Silver Wolf to deal a heavy blow to the enemy.
With the tacit cooperation of one man and one beast, they finally withstood the most fierce attack of the enemy mountain division and successfully defended their position. This crucial defense not only hit the enemy's morale, but also made the enemy realize that continuing to attack was futile.
Finally, the enemy had no choice but to retreat. Seeing this, Kashin quickly reined in the silver wolf and gave up the idea of continuing to pursue. He stood quietly in place, watching the enemy go farther and farther, until their figures completely disappeared from his sight.
In fact, he also needed to rest. He had seriously overdrawn his energy in this battle. In order to reduce the military pressure faced by his wife, Kashin decided to take a risk and make an attack.
Anyone else would remain "rational" and would never fight the enemy alone, but he is Kashin, a man of extraordinary bravery. He would definitely fight hard. Besides, he has seen big scenes and is not afraid of anything.
When fighting near the Demon Association, those troops were much stronger than the Mountain Division, and they were still able to kill each other back and forth. Fighting at this time would further strengthen their conviction.
He took off the blood-stained magic heavy armor. This was a set of heavy armor that Blaney had customized with 450,000 magic coins. It was very valuable. It looked scrapped. The metal could be recycled, but all the formations on it were ineffective.
"Okay, I'll scrap the set of armor and find a set of magic leather armor to wear. I'll then ask the Magic Island to make a few more sets. The protection is indeed amazing, you get what you pay for."
He took out the magic leather armor and put it on, then sat on the ground eating the army's energy. Seeing the silver wolf begin to gnaw on the enemy's corpses again, he sighed and said, "It's a waste of time. I hope my wife is safe. Even if we rush to Luoxiapo now, we will not be able to fight anymore. The most important thing is to find a place to rest..."
On the other hand, within a radius of three miles, the area of Luoxia Slope had become a bloody battlefield. The sounds of shouting, fighting, and the wailing of the wounded were deafening. The two armies fought a life-and-death battle here, and both sides paid a heavy price.
The Mountain Division lost more than half of its men in this fierce battle. They fought the enemy's heavy cavalry with their flesh and blood. This was undoubtedly a brutal war of attrition. However, despite the huge casualties, the soldiers of the Mountain Division did not retreat and stubbornly held their positions.
At this time, the enemy had been successfully surrounded by our side and was in a desperate situation. Faced with such a situation, they had to fight to the death. However, our 3,000 sharpshooters became the main force to kill the enemy. They shot arrows without missing a beat, causing huge casualties to the enemy. At the same time, the mountain division was responsible for resisting the fierce attack of the enemy's heavy cavalry, creating favorable shooting conditions for the sharpshooters.
In this fierce battle, Tan Aili had already stopped fighting herself. She sat on the wolf and calmly observed the situation on the battlefield. She decisively issued orders, requiring the troops to quickly end the battle and to annihilate all the enemy troops before dawn and transport their granaries. In this way, not only can we solve our food and grass problem, but we can also use this as a base to engage in a long-term confrontation with the enemy.
After receiving the order, some soldiers of the mountain division began to act quickly, and they did their best to transport the enemy's food and grass to ensure the safe transfer of these precious supplies. However, the enemy's heavy cavalry, under the heavy encirclement of our side, was doomed to be annihilated.
However, behind this victory was a huge price we paid - sacrificing 100,000 elite mountain division soldiers, using their lives to exchange for the right to survive.
This was a battle in which Tan Aili was in a scissors gap. She gritted her teeth and took on this group of elite heavy cavalry and continued to hide in Luoxia Slope to delay time. She was betting on the enemy's strength being exhausted.
At the same time, another support force, Yakov's 20,000 heavy cavalry, also encountered the enemy's 100,000 troops on the way. As soon as the two sides met, they immediately launched a thrilling night battle without any hesitation.
This battle was extremely brutal, almost a one-for-one life-and-death contest. About an hour later, the situation on the battlefield was still unclear...
The reinforcements were outnumbered and had to retreat. Yakov successfully escaped from the encirclement under the cover of his personal soldiers. He dared to rest only after he entered the pass, because in this area, one man could block the passage of ten thousand.
If this place was not defended and the enemy was allowed to enter, they would be caught up sooner or later, so Yakov led the remaining troops to block this place.
After a careful headcount, it was found that less than 1,000 people had managed to escape! This number was shocking and fully demonstrated the cruelty of this war.
In this fierce battle, all the 20,000 high-ranking knights were killed, and the number of officers lost was incalculable. It can be said that the essence of the East Camp was lost in this battle.
At the same time, the enemy commander had also arrived at the pass. The two sides confronted each other and started a half-hour long verbal battle. However, although both sides refused to give in, the enemy did not dare to launch a strong attack rashly, and seemed to be waiting for daybreak before making plans.
At this moment, Yakov's heart was filled with endless pain. He watched his soldiers fall one after another, and his own position became precarious.
Worse still, he was worried that the king would punish him for this disastrous defeat. All kinds of worries surged into his mind, making him worried and unable to calm down.
Just as Yakov was feeling anxious, a 30,000-strong logistics supply team was resting not far away.
They came to provide supplies to Yakov's army and were expected to reach the pass tomorrow. To ensure safety, they also sent scouts to secretly explore the pass at night.
The army was naturally shocked to hear the news from Yakov. The main force was almost wiped out, and now they were defending the pass and dared not waver in the slightest.
Before Yakov sent out his troops, he left two thousand soldiers to guard the pass, so that there were still three thousand soldiers ready for battle.
These logistical troops, not to mention leading the supplies, would cause traffic congestion if they occupied the path to the sheep farm, and the second batch of 30,000 imperial guards would be unable to move forward.
So Yakov ordered the logistics team to go up the mountain to pile up supplies, clear the road, and wait for the next batch of imperial guards to arrive before fighting the enemy outside.
Because time waits for no one, if the Marshal can't hold on, their future will be over, and they may even lose their heads if they are held responsible.