Dynasty Conquest

Chapter 552 The surrendered marshal!
The encirclement and annihilation campaign on the Arradon Plain has come to an end. Facing the trap of 40 elite iron cavalry armed to the teeth, the 15 Far Eastern Army was wiped out without even making a decent resistance.

Blood stained the grass, and there were messy corpses everywhere on the plain. The dragon flag symbolizing the Far Eastern Dynasty was trampled on by horseshoes randomly, and it was covered with stains.

The vast sea cavalry was cleaning the battlefield. The bloody heads were cut off by them with sharp knives and tied to the horses. They looked extremely hideous. This was a proof of their military exploits and a symbol of their ferocity.

Martial arts are prevalent among Hanhai people. These 40 cavalrymen were selected by the Hanhai Empire with the strength of the whole country, so all those who can become cavalrymen are strong and brave warriors. Cavalry is the highest honor for them.

On a small slope thirty miles away from the main battlefield, Marshal Liu Wenwu of the Far East Army was desperate. Around him, there were at least five waves of Hanhai cavalry rushing forward.

There were less than five members of his marshal's guard left, and each of them was covered with scars. Facing these cavalry from the vast sea who were approaching with grinning grinning, Liu Wenwu couldn't help trembling with the long sword in his hand.

Liu Wenwu was not a marshal who rose from the grassroots. He was born aloft, with the title of earl, and was inextricably linked with the royal family. It was precisely because of this that he was able to secure the position of marshal of the Far East Army.

As a soldier, Liu Wenwu really wanted to end his life by committing suicide and preserve his integrity, but since he was a child, he was well-clothed and well-fed, and he gave up several times. He was afraid of death, and looked at the approaching The vast sea cavalry, seeing the familiar heads hanging on their horses, his legs trembled, and he was terribly frightened.

When the Hanhai cavalry saw Liu Wenwu and the others being forced to the hillside, their eyes were full of banter. Seeing Liu Wenwu in the uniform of a high-ranking general, they whistled excitedly one by one, killed Liu Wenwu, and took the head If you go to ask for merit, you will definitely be promoted to a higher level. This is what the head of the Hanhai division thinks at the moment.

"Master Marshal, take care!" Seeing the approaching Hanhai cavalry, the five wounded guards looked at each other, shouted, and charged up with their sabers in hand.

"Kill!" The head of the Hanhai division was still full of smiles, but the order he issued made people shudder.

"Puff puff puff!" The sharp arrows whizzed out from the hands of the vast sea cavalry, and accurately exploded clouds of blood mist on the chests of the Far East soldiers.

Five Far Eastern soldiers fell to the ground, four of them died on the spot, and one was still curled up on the ground, twitching and wailing in pain.

The head of the Hanhai Division waved his hand, and a Hanhai cavalryman next to him got off his horse, walked up to the five fallen soldiers, grabbed their hair, turned the saber vigorously, and the head was already in his hand.

Seeing that the guards who were still alive just now turned into headless corpses at this moment, Liu Wenwu, Marshal of the Far East Army who had been pretending to be strong, finally collapsed in his heart.

"Kangdang——" the trembling long sword in his hand fell to the ground, and he fell to his knees with a plop regardless of his identity.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I surrender! I surrender!" Liu Wenwu kept kowtowing like a clown at this moment, wanting to pray for a way out.

"Hahahaha—hahahaha." The Hanhai cavalry laughed loudly. There is nothing more gratifying than seeing their opponents begging for mercy. Many of them are low-level soldiers. The officers knelt in front of them to beg for mercy, and the pleasure gave them great psychological satisfaction.

"Okay, don't waste time, kill him." The head of the Hanhai Division decided Liu Wenwu's life and death with an understatement, because for the people of Hanhai, what they needed was not Liu Wenwu's head to repay their merits, but Liu Wenwu's death. It's not that he surrendered and raised as waste.

What's more, their vast army has no habit of keeping prisoners, and they always kill them all, because they don't have extra food and energy to manage the prisoners, and they still rely on war to support war.

"No! You can't kill me. I have already surrendered. I demand fair treatment—" Hearing that the other party wanted to kill him, Liu Wenwu became anxious and shouted in a hurry, but at this moment, he wanted to kill more people and make meritorious deeds. Who would want to What a waste of time on a dying man.

Facing the bleeding saber and Han Haibing with a ferocious expression, Liu Wenwu pissed his pants in disappointment, which caused a burst of ridicule.

"You can't kill me, I can give you treasures, one hundred thousand, one million!" Liu Wenwu didn't care about anything at this moment, he didn't want anything for his life.

The head of the Hanhai Division shook his head: "The entire Far East is ours. We will take your wealth with swords, and you don't need to take it out yourself."

Liu Wenwu's face was ashen, and he shouted again: "I am the Marshal of the Far East Army, I can provide you with information, and I can help you break into Tielan Pass..."

Liu Wenwu knew the importance of his identity, and he would not reveal it unless it was absolutely necessary, but now, in order to save his life, he couldn't care less about anything.

Maybe the treasure will not tempt the head of the Hanhai Division, but Liu Wenwu's subsequent words immediately attracted him.

"Are you really the Marshal of the Far East Army?" the head of the Hanhai Division asked uncertainly.

"I'm Liu Wenwu, please don't kill me, don't kill me." Liu Wenwu nodded fiercely like a chicken pecking rice, for fear that he would slow down and move his head.

"Hahahaha" Hearing Liu Wenwu's personal confirmation, the head of the Hanhai Division couldn't help laughing: "Okay! Very good."

For the head of the Hanhai Division, he would not accept the surrender of ordinary Far East Army generals, because they cannot be exchanged for military exploits, but if it is a marshal, it will be different. He can't wait to give Liu Wenwu as a gift to their marshal .

Soon, Liu Wenwu, who saved his life, was quickly sent to Orlando. Looking at the unkempt man in front of him, if it wasn't for the red armor that only senior generals could wear, Orlando couldn't even believe that this was the majestic Far Eastern Army. Marshal, once his opponent.

But now the status of the two parties has changed. One is the Marshal of the Empire with an army of 80, and the other is just a prisoner who has been defeated in a row.

"If you want to live, you can. Help us win Tielan Pass. At that time, not only can I keep you alive, but I can also keep your officer back!" Orlando looked at Liu Wenwu who was kneeling on the ground and said slowly.

The last time they crashed in front of the Tielan Pass fortress, they lost nearly 12 elites. Now they have a shadow on Tielan Pass. Although he sent the No.[-] infantry army to capture Tielan Pass, he did not Not sure, but Liu Wenwu's arrival gave him a surprise.

"Tielan Pass still has [-] Far Eastern troops. They will definitely listen to me. Please don't worry, don't worry." Liu Wenwu is like a pug at the moment, full of flattery.

"Then go down." Orlando was full of disdain for such a person. Although he could help him, what Orlando admired was a strong soldier, not a soft man who surrendered.

Orlando sent the No.12 Infantry Army with Liu Wenwu to capture Tielan Pass, cutting off the retreat of the dynasty army, while he took 40 cavalry to the Teutonic province. In the Teutonic Forest, he still hid 30 cavalry. As for the infantry, his next goal is to eat up the Imperial Guards and the Nanchuan Army and Zhenxi Army in one bite. As long as these are eliminated, the Far Eastern Dynasty will become a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, unable to resist their vast sea front, and He will achieve the prestige of destroying the country!

(End of this chapter)