Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

This sudden news made Sylvain feel a wave of dizziness.

He understood that the failure of this battle was inevitable, and now what they had to do was minimize losses as much as possible and evacuate this dangerous place as soon as possible.

He quickly ordered the troops to pack their bags and prepare to retreat, while silently praying in his heart that Captain Cassin Wan would return safely.

On the fierce battlefield, the sound of war drums, iron hooves, and shouts of killing mingled together, dust was flying, and visibility was blurred.

Cassin's eyes flashed with calm and sharp light. He gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, and the warhorse beneath him restlessly stamped its hooves, as if it also felt the tense atmosphere of the battlefield.

At the critical moment of the pursuit, Cassin suddenly realized that his Knights had opened up a considerable distance from the cavalry regiment in the rear. His heart tightened, and if this continued, not only might he fail to catch up with those hateful crossbow cavalry, but more importantly, Sylvain's heavy infantry would be isolated and helpless.

This was a dangerous signal, and he had to make a quick decision.

Cassin took a deep breath, raised the sword in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Stop chasing! We retreat!" His voice was firm and decisive, clearly audible on the chaotic battlefield.

Although the knights had a high fighting spirit, they had no choice but to endure the unwillingness in their hearts when they heard the regiment commander's order, and they turned their horses around one after another, preparing to retreat.

Cassin looked around and saw that the soldiers, although exhausted, still maintained a neat formation, and he felt a little relieved. He knew that this retreat did not mean failure, but to preserve strength for more victories in the future.

During the retreat, Cassin silently counted the casualties. To his relief, the casualties were not as many as expected, only about a hundred people.

As the Knights retreated, the dust on the battlefield gradually settled.

Cassin looked back, and the Empire's mysterious crossbow cavalry had disappeared. A sense of inexplicable unease welled up in his heart, as if something was about to happen.

Suddenly, he turned his head sharply, his brows furrowed. He could feel the ground trembling slightly under his feet, but the surroundings were unusually quiet, without any sound.

This unusual silence made him feel a sense of oppression and tension.

At this moment, the Royal Guards Knights, who had left the battlefield early, appeared like ghosts directly in front of their retreat route.

Their appearance was so sudden that Cassin and his team felt a burst of astonishment. However, this was not the most shocking thing.

It can uniformly allocate the magic power of the entire Knights, so that each knight can exert the maximum combat power.

Mastering this skill requires the knights to reach the seventh level or above, and undergo long-term training and running-in.

Although ordinary knights can only master one or two knight skills, those powerful knights can master as many as four or five. However, mastering more knight skills does not necessarily mean being powerful.

The real strength still depends on the degree of tacit understanding between the members of the Knights, and the degree of magic cooperation between the commander and the Knights. These all need to go through years of training and combat to reach a perfect state.

A thought flashed through Cassin's mind quickly: this suddenly appearing cavalry regiment used soundproofing magic. Because of this, they had not been able to hear the shocking sound of ten thousand horses galloping earlier, which undoubtedly caught them off guard.

"Quick, form ranks!" Cassin shouted decisively, his voice revealing an unquestionable determination, "We must speed up and prepare to charge!" He immediately issued the order to charge, because he knew that hesitation at this moment meant death.

Cassin knew clearly that with the current distance between them and the enemy's Knights, it would be difficult for his own knights to maximize the potential energy of the charge.

In this upcoming head-on collision, they would undoubtedly suffer heavy losses, and perhaps many knights would be sacrificed.

Running away was not a good option either. Facing the enemy's Knights who had increased their speed to the extreme, turning around and running away would only put them in a more dangerous situation, and the casualties might be even more severe.

In Cassin's military career, he had successfully ambushed the enemy countless times, using stealth tactics to inflict heavy damage on the enemy.

Today, he tasted for the first time the feeling of being ambushed in the same way.

This feeling was both strange and unsettling, but he had no time to indulge in this emotion.

The rumbling of horses' hooves and the sound of iron armor colliding intertwined, and the two cavalry torrents, like two huge forces, collided with each other with unstoppable force.

Cassin was at the core of the battlefield. He gripped his weapon tightly, and every swing was full of power and determination. He fought hard, trying to carve a bloody path for the Knights on this chaotic battlefield. His eyes were firm and cold, as if he wanted to kill all the enemies under his sword.

His bravery and determination quickly attracted the attention of Andrei and Pufa.

Pufa Van Persie, the vice-captain of this Knights, Andrei's right-hand man, his knight skill "Invigorate" plays a pivotal role on the battlefield.

"Knight Skill - Invigorate!" Pufa shouted loudly.

With his shout, a green energy surged out of Pufa's body and quickly enveloped the entire Knights.

Under the influence of this energy, the knights' stamina and morale were quickly restored, and their eyes rekindled with fighting spirit.

The Northwest Knights, who were barely able to resist, could no longer resist in the face of this powerful energy.

They were broken through by the Imperial Capital Royal Guards Knights with an overwhelming force, and the battlefield suddenly fell into chaos.

Andrew and Pufa did not let go of this opportunity, and they immediately killed Cassin.

Accompanying them were also several seventh-level chiliarchs.

Their goal was very clear, to kill this enemy who performed well on the battlefield, and it would be even more perfect if they could capture Cassin.

This would cause serious damage to the morale of the Northwest Allied Forces.