From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

Chapter 322 Support (new year update, normal at night)

Benshi outside the city.

The two armies were fighting.

The front row of shield soldiers on both sides has been exhausted, and what follows is a bloody collision of flesh and blood between the troops.

At this juncture, the resilience of middle- and lower-level officers will determine the fate of the entire force.

The first to be defeated was the private army of Viscount Corenta on the right wing.

During the battle, the enemy officers shouted words of persuasion such as the fall of the territory. The key point was that the head of a subordinate baron was placed on the flag. The evidence was conclusive. Viscount Corenta's rebuttal was slightly weak. Under the heavy armor of two hundred people, After the infantry's targeted advance, the right flank collapsed.

Ashwood's heir, Tuze, swung a heavy hammer. The white-armored personal guards around him never fired a sword. The heavy hammer swept across, and nearly ten soldiers around him fell down. The body of the officer who was first attacked was torn apart, and the sword he raised was It directly shattered into countless pieces.

The ground was soaked with blood. Five hundred enemy knights entered the battlefield. The momentum created by the galloping horses was full of oppression. The collapse further intensified. As the soldiers fled, the defeat spread rapidly. The defeat gradually spread from the flanks to the Chinese army. .

"This waste."

On the city wall, Mizel pounded the arrow stack hard. Since he knew that more than half of his territory had been lost, he should put his subordinate troops behind. However, it was already too late to say anything. The problem now was how to reduce the losses.

"If we withdraw directly, it would be good if 30% of them survive." Tipeon was not in the mood to mock each other with his brother this time, and said seriously, "Someone has to take over."

"Using a reorganized knights to charge directly at the enemy leader, exchanging five hundred men for thousands, is theoretically profitable, so whose knights are allowed to die?" Tusco said dullly.

No one spoke anymore this time. Jiang Yuan took a sip of his drink. If the knights wanted to be established, there must be middle- and lower-level swordsmen as the backbone officers. This price was extremely heavy for everyone. Even the earl found it difficult to be generous. To the point of just waving it casually.

But as long as someone is willing to step up, the loss of this failure can be harmless.

"Let's take it together," said the other viscount.

Evenly distributed to individuals, the cost is actually not unacceptable. The charging knights cannot be temporarily mixed because they usually disperse on the way forward.

Behind someone, Saint Din on duty had a new understanding of the Asra nobles. It was not that these people couldn't see the situation, nor were they incapable of saving it, they were just purely profit-seeking.

Of course, unlike them, the master has a long-term perspective.

The battle intensified. Tusco commanded the knights he had just sent out through the command flag to harass the flanks, but refused to formally launch them on the battlefield. The final defeat came as expected. The troops were defeated like a mountain and lost their momentum and military morale. There is not much difference between the troops and lambs waiting to be slaughtered. Turning around and exposing your back is equivalent to completely handing your life over to the enemy.

The cover-up began, and the enemy's results continued to expand. The auxiliary gate on the side of Benshi City was opened, and two infantry brigades went out to respond. The knights cruised again. Tuze stopped thinking of taking advantage of the situation to attack the city, and ordered the pursuit troops to stay ten miles outside the city. .

There were corpses everywhere, and people who were not yet dead were wailing helplessly. The ground was soaked with blood, and pieces of flesh and limbs were scattered in groups. In this kind of defeat, the more the small group of troops concentrated on resisting, the more miserable the death scene would be. A flock of scavenging birds that noticed the signs gradually gathered in the sky.

Viscount Corenta, who heroically killed the enemy at the front of the army, was seriously injured and fell into coma. He was carried back by the guardian knight on his shoulders. The moment he entered the city, the superior swordsman fell to the ground and died, and his abdomen was penetrated by the magic earth crystal.

Due to the rarity of magicians, an established group of magicians generally does not exceed fifty people. This is a family that only the earl has the strength to equip.

With the troops shrinking, Tuze led the army back to the Stone City dozens of miles away across the plain. Post-war statistics showed that the Castaro camp suffered more than 4,000 casualties in this confrontation, all due to the collapse of the flank defenses. "The Viscounty of Corenta needs to send troops for support. If it falls completely, the situation will be even more serious." Count Tusco said that he was the one who least wanted to lose. After all, his own territory was at his feet.

On the city wall, the open-air banquet was prepared, and the senior officers sat in silence, waiting for the leaders to discuss a plan.

"The risk of being alone is too great." Tipeon replied, making it clear that he refused to go to support.

Exquisite food is spread all over the table. The barbecue is drenched in honey and sprinkled with spices. The taste is mellow and tempting. Jams and pastries are all available. It looks more like a picnic. The staple food is turtle meat soup, and the rare materials are selected from the swamps in the southern part of the territory. The specialty is the Big-Stomach Tortoise. This monster is a variant of the Demon Continent’s King Tortoise. It migrated here hundreds of years ago. Their stomachs can unreasonably hold enough food to meet their own needs for several years.

"Has the Viscount Castle fallen?" Jiang Yuan asked while tasting the land turtle thick soup. Before cooking, a large number of high-quality ingredients were filled into the body of the land turtle and steamed as a whole. Finally, it formed a complex taste with distinct layers. This dish Even in the Silver Palace, it would be considered amazing, but now he is more concerned about the stomach of the monster tortoise.

Biological evolution has always been wonderful and unusual. The big-bellied tortoise has adapted to some spatial attributes during migration. This is the same principle as the wind attribute generated by the soaring griffons in the sky. They are the biological characteristics of magic solidified.

In short, a certain alchemist master has found the materials for the space bag, provided that there is a sufficient quantity.

"Still resisting, but it won't last long." Tusco's eyes lit up.

"Lend me 700 war horses, and I will return them in full after the war is over. In addition, this dish is good, with more raw materials, and other accessories for baking. Let the local chamber of commerce find a way to prepare it properly. It is very common." Jiang Yuan put down his glass and said.

"Seven hundred horses is too much..."

"I swear by the honor of the Asra royal family."

"Come here." Tusco called the chief affairs officer and gave the task. The oath of nobility is still useful. The nobler the status and bloodline, the more so. The execution ability does not lie with him, but with the nobles of the same level. King Asra will not allow the royal blood to joke with the royal honor. The worst result is just a trip to the court of justice, and it is difficult for the previous princes to die in the war. The other side will only capture and collect ransom. This account is solid Really owe it.

……

Late at night, the moonlight is bright and clear.

A theater in the city was requisitioned as a military camp.

The 700 horses of the Eastern Army have been allocated at the expense of supporting the Colta territory. Now the number of cavalry of the Second Army has reached 1,000.

In the VIP room, the fire was burning brightly. Jiang Yuan kept pouring materials into the red griffin sword, and every other batch of materials was coated with a layer of black stomach-pouch grinding powder of a giant-stomach tortoise.

The space bag needs a sufficiently hard foundation to support it, otherwise there is a risk of collapse. The griffin sword with its hard properties is perfect for this.

As the material and powder are alternately applied, the spatial layers gradually become clearer and the sword body becomes darker.

Until the end, the flames rolled up and engulfed the black sword, and the casting was completed without any difficulty.

Jiang Yuan felt the volume of space inside, which was about the size of two basketball courts. This was already the limit of the material.

(End of this chapter)