The white light in the sky faded away. This is a sign of the coming of the night. The silent silence enveloped the entire Franciscan army's heads. The pure white snow was still pouring down above the head, covering the sky and the earth into a vast white area, covering the corpses all over the ground. The red blood stained with blood on the ground, the Feishan soldiers sat in the snow exhausted and scattered. They were no longer as powerful as the iron armor and the sharp blades, and the frost cold expression was more numb. Even the cloak of honor that looked like life was as broken as a rag.

The abandoned despair is even more terrifying than the cold weather. Moreover, without any supplies, tens of thousands of people used their flesh and blood to resist the invading clusters of arrows and heavy horse hooves, and they had already fought to the limit. It was a miracle to be able to drag time until now. This was because an hour ago, the enemy's cavalry cluster finally stopped attacking.

The other party was not timid, but was gathering his strength to prepare to launch his last blow on himself. This blow must be an unstoppable crack and mountain collapse. Even the most ordinary soldiers saw this. The armor was soaked in the blood and became more wet and thick. The injured soldiers had no signs of life on their faces pale as blood in the mud. The total number of 78,000 soldiers of Feishan were lying on the long ravines covered by heavy snow. The remaining people were less than 30,000. Because of the death of blocking in the middle, Feishan's front army could run towards Xiaoshi Fort without any impact. This was the only good news that came.

"As long as we resist until dark, we will retreat!" This is the order conveyed by the officers above. Under the snow curtain, the army was so distressed that it was not as good as the beggars. Even the bravest flag bearer in the army casually inserted the royal flag into the mud and threw out all the extra things on his body. Many people's eyes were looking at the dissipated sky in the distance, waiting for the arrival of the night. This is the hope for everyone to survive in the end.

"It's almost dark! According to the time, Your Majesty should be out of danger! Even if you evacuate at this moment, there will be no possibility of being affected. Take my sword and tell the supervisor team that you can evacuate."

Zhang Simmons Parker, the Fifth Legion of the Fellows army, was extremely tired and retracted his gaze from a distance, sighed a long time, and several simple nasal sounds were heavy, as if they had exhausted all their strength and could evacuate as soon as it was dark. This was his death order. In fact, he knew very well that the imperial team opposite had polished the long sword for the massacre, and the cavalry cluster stopped attacking in order to psychologically make the last remaining 30,000 Feshan soldiers reaped their luck. In fact, such luck was simply futile. How could two legs run past four legs? I am afraid that there was no one who could go back alive.

"Sir, I'm ordering to evacuate at this time, and my subordinates are worried...

The captain of the guard had an ugly face and wanted to say something. He knew that the order had been issued. There was no doubt that the entire army collapsed immediately. This day was so long. From noon, the fierce battle was fought until five o'clock in the afternoon. The cavalry who transported the bodies of the two legion commanders had returned. He reported that His Majesty the King had left early and no one received the bodies, so he could only hand it over to a squadron leader of the former army he met on the road. The squadron leader said that he would do his best to transport it, but he also said that he might choose to abandon it if necessary. "You still have time to worry about the dead? Don't be too troublesome, that is something that people need to consider if they survive!" The squadron leader, who looked anxious and wanted to run quickly, said merciless words from the mouth of the squadron leader, almost made the fight between the two sides,

"Don't worry, let's talk about how to survive!"

Simmons Parker raised his whip, grinned at the corner of his mouth and turned over for the eleventh time to ride his own war horse. The pain from the arrow wound on his shoulder made him frown slightly. If it was elsewhere, this cluster of arrows that shot through half of his shoulder would cost him half his life. If it was not taken out quickly, the diamond-shaped blood groove in front would make his blood dry. But this is Bavarid, so there is no need for such consideration. The cold cold in the Bavarian region is more effective than the doctor. The wound will be frozen by blood in a very short time. This invisibly helped the Fiesans who resisted desperately. As long as they were not killed by one blow, they could always stand up again.

For the abandonment of the former army, Simmons Parker did not know whether to laugh or cry. Logically speaking, it should be pleasant to know that His Majesty the King escaped from danger, but the army of 300,000 Feshan died in battle in one day and one night. Such a huge loss is not an exaggeration to call it a crushing defeat. There is an incalculable number of imperial teams following like hungry wolves, which made Simmons Parker unable to laugh.

"Abandoned!"

His eyes swept over the remaining soldiers. His hand holding the reins of the war horse had a crack of frostbite, and blood was solidified on the reins. But Simmons Parker could not feel this. His hands were already numb. Most of the soldiers of Feishan were the same. They used their flesh and blood to resist the enemy's cavalry. Are such excellent Feishan soldiers abandoned by His Majesty? Otherwise, why did the tens of thousands of people from the front army come to reinforce, but chose to evacuate without hesitation while watching the middle-death battle? The answer that could not be replied is the answer. The generals in the front army were not those who were looking for death. Perhaps no one was like himself, wanting to reinforce the fierce battle in the middle-death battle, but Haas could ask tens of thousands of people in the front army to run towards the Little Stone Fort at the same time. What else could besides His Majesty's military order?

"It's almost dark! Can't my cavalry really be allowed to attack the front?" Rui Tangtingna rode on a snow-white war horse, carrying a whip inlaid with gems, and circling around the fat man who was waving in front with a pleading look at the evacuated fat man in front of him.

"If your war horse runs faster than my carriage, I will let you be in front of you. The width of the ravines is so big. I don't want my own people to collide with each other." The fat man rolled his eyes unconsciously. Rui Tangtingna immediately stopped talking like frost hitting eggplant. It can be seen that this woman was resentful of the fact that she did not defeat the remnants of Fei Shan in front of her in one fell swoop. But isn't this the result she needed? Since Dongting became a three-legged tripod, and the other two forces were either subdued or wiped out by herself, Rui Tangtingna's power has become stronger and stronger. Just being able to exchange low-priced food from the empire in winter is enough to gather the hearts of many Dongting tribes.

There are 350,000 Dongting people, and there are more than 50,000 cavalrymen wearing armor and controlling strings. This is not to count the ordinary people who can ride horses and bend their bows. Otherwise, there would be more than 100,000. The Dongting tribe that is unified in cultivation and rest is terrible. Although the number of people is not as great as the heyday of the Dongting King, Dongting now has no internal and external troubles and can also receive support from the empire. The strong army and horses are like a sharp sword. Such power is in the hands of this ambition of a woman with thriving ambitions. If the empire is given the halo of invincible commander, the empire may not be able to suppress it!

Fortunately, this woman really has no strategic ability. In the thinking of Dongting people regarding the strong as respect, this shortcoming is fatal. War is a man's business. Rui Tangtingna, who is determined to establish her prestige, has developed the bad habit of killing every battle, to cover up the existence of this shortcoming.

However, the exchange for slaughter is more fear than loyalty. The war gods that all ethnic groups in Dongting look forward to are themselves. This time, facing a weak army brigade like Fei Shan, Rui Tangtingna, with only 50,000 well-equipped Dongting Iron Cavalry, was unable to win. The heavy blow was enough to knock Rui Tangtingna, who had jumped up and down the north of the long wall some time ago, back to the prototype.

Rui Tangtingna took a walk around inexplicably with grief and anger and turned back. Her pretty eyes flashed with bright light blinked, swept over the tens of thousands of empires who were preparing ski carriages, and asked with thoughtful thought, "Where is Duo Weiyan? Don't tell me that the Xiting people did not set off this time. I just looked at it and didn't find that the Xiting people were very anxious. I was just a little faster than them, but it would never be possible that I had not caught up after a few hours!"

"The gully leading to Xiaoshibao is not just one. If someone chases it, then someone will naturally block it!" The fat man grinned slightly, and his eyes flashed with a fierce light. An animal like a woman is very revenge. If you don't see her thoughts at first, now I'm afraid I understand everything, but so what?

"You used the Feishan people to dig a hole for me to jump! No matter what, you have to compensate me, the soldiers under my command are still waiting for the winter!" Rui Tangtingna's eyes were full of tears, and the strength did not succeed and turned into softness. She knew that the fat man was a soft man who was not hard. The Xiting people followed the fat man and had a good time and had to eat and drink spicy food. Even the most important winter festival every year was in Central Europe. This shows how generous the treatment was. People did not come back, but countless spoils were transported back by cars and ships. It was enough for people to be transported back.

The jealousy of the East Ting cavalry has not helped the Empire fight, but who has seen the bounty of three million gold coins? Not to mention that the border of the Empire has given a special case, allowing the Xiting tribe to enter the warm Aichemoor area to spend the cold winter. For the grassland people, this can reduce the loss of livestock by half, which is the lifeblood of the tribe. It is like the Dongting tribe who has been curled up in some of the earthen castles they have worked hard to build. People are alive, but the livestock are destroyed in batches, and it is still uncomfortable to kill the grassland people!

How could the fat man be fooled like this? He said to Rui Tangtingna who was so determined to suck Rui Tangtingna, "I gave you the chance to swallow all the enemies. Who would you blame me if I can't beat you? My mouth is a bit big, my teeth are white and clean, and I look wild and seductive. Now I am pursed into a red line and not exposed. Don't I know that it is something that wants to eat people? The rewards of Xiting people are piled up with human heads, and there is no jealousy. The most important thing is to do the things in front of me well!"

"What's in front of you?" Rui Tangtingna blinked,

"The emperor just keeps moving forward and the defeated army will not care about it. Leave the cleaning matter to you!" The fat man raised the horse whip in his hand, (To be continued)
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