"Damn it!!!" General Ike shouted at the top of his lungs, and then he wanted to lead the team to support the cavalry legion.

The general beside him hugged his shoulder tightly and shouted: "No! General, there are too many enemies. We can't stop the Saxon Legion here at all. Retreat quickly!"

While saying this, he gestured to the two soldiers beside him and asked them to step forward to hold General Ike's body.

Of course, General Ike could understand that they could not rescue their cavalry corps at all. In fact, let alone rescue teammates, if they were rushed to the front of the city gate by Saxony's cavalry, they would probably be in danger even themselves and the city of Vienna behind them.

However, General Ike was unwilling to give up like this, how could he give up? Those cavalry comrades from Habsburg used their lives and flesh to delay time for them and block the enemy's attack.

Now that the cavalry legion is in danger, they have to stand by and watch?

This kind of thing is simply a treason, and only the most shameless person can do it without any psychological burden.

The main responsibility of the more than a hundred personal guards around General Ike is to protect the general's lives, and in some special circumstances, they also have the responsibility to prevent the general from doing some irrational things.

For example, they want to stop the general from committing suicide.

In this situation, if General Ike leads the team back, it will be a complete suicide and there will be no luck.

That is tens of thousands of Saxon cavalry. Not to mention now, even in the heyday of the Habsburg defenders, facing these cavalry on the plains would be a tough battle.

Therefore, the general next to General Ike said that he would stop him no matter what. With the cooperation of several personal guards around him, General Ike was directly raised and slowly leaned towards the vienna city gate.

"What are you doing? You dare to tie me up? Are you going to betray the Empire? Damn, if you are still warriors of the Empire, please go back and rescue those brothers. Even if you die, you cannot let them go alone!"

General Ike roared, glared at the two soldiers who were holding him beside him, and shouted loudly: "Let me go quickly, if you want to leave, you will go by yourself, don't take me with you, otherwise, even if you return to the city, I will have to cut off your heads!"

As soon as this murderous words came out, the actions of the two guards suddenly stopped, and the expression on their faces was a little dazed.

General Ike seized this opportunity and immediately broke free from the hands of the two guards, rushed forward and drew his sword and was about to fight to the battlefield.

As a member of the Toslk family, General Ike will never lack blood. When the defense line was broken before, he had the urge to defend the defense line to the death. In the end, he was persuaded by the surrounding generals in the name of the overall situation.

But now, he was no longer willing to take into account the overall situation. He felt that if he betrayed the cavalry and fled in a hurry, he would become a shameful coward and there would be no honor to say.

That is a punishment that is more painful than death for a Toslk.

Just as General Ike was about to rush out, a whimpering beep suddenly came from the Vienna wall behind him. This was a sound blown with a trombone. This rhythm represents the meaning of retreat.

For such an order, only General Ike was qualified to issue it on the battlefield. Perhaps because of curiosity, General Ike glanced back casually while charging forward.

Just this glance made him stand there, his legs stiff and he could no longer move forward.

On the Vienna city tower, there was a figure standing there, the emperor of the Holy Roman Empire, His Majesty Charles VI, stood on the city tower, backed by the blue sky, and the sky was filled with a huge sun.

Charles VI was looking at him with a majestic look.

He didn't say a word, and General Ike couldn't say a word.

"Your Majesty..." Two lines of hot tears flowed out of his eyes. General Ike leaned on the ground with his sword, knelt down on one knee, and lowered his head.

Needless to say, he could understand Charles VI's meaning, the emperor of the empire, and personally ordered him to retreat.

Seeing General Ike stopping, several personal guards rushed forward to build his body and walked towards the city gate with him. This time, General Ike did not struggle.

In the distance, the Mercedes-Benzing Saxon Cavalry Legion had rushed into the plain, like a huge wave, and instantly swallowed all the cavalry of the Habsburg Legion.

Iron armor, war horses, soldiers and swords!

The cavalry of the Habsburg Legion let out a final roar. They simply stopped retreating, but instead launched a charge against the enemy.

The body was as easy as piercing through a rifle. The body fell on the ground and was trampled into flesh by the horse's hooves in the blink of an eye. The roar of the Habsburg cavalry fighting was shocking. There was no despair heard in it, only a kind of fury burning like a flame, and the courage to look at death behind this fury!

"Charge! Habsburg Cavalry Legion!"

The commander of the legion roared and rushed forward first, pointing the sword in his hand straight at the man in front of the Saxony cavalry.

Duke Billon! This time he actually led the team to charge.

Seeing the commander of the Habsburg Legion rushing towards him, Duke Billon showed a hideous smile on his face. A knight's gun cast with a diamond pattern was pinched by him on his waist and clenched it tightly, and then rushed up without avoiding or dodging.

The war horses under both sides were gasping heavily, and their four hooves stepped on the ground, like a heavy rain.

Ding...don...

The long sword and the cavalry crossed, collided in the air and then bounced away quickly. The commander's war horse was still charging forward, but it was no longer visible.

The commander of the legion was actually stabbed in the chest by Duke Billon, and the tip of the gun was spiked into the air on the shoulder blade.

Duke Billon's war horse was still charging forward. He took off his helmet, with a hideous and arrogant smile on his face. He looked at the commander of the legion on the tip of his gun and said with a sneer: "Haha, even you dare to challenge me, something like garbage, hahahaha!"

The Legion Commander's body drooped weakly, and his face turned pale as paper due to bleeding and severe pain. He never thought that Duke Billon would be so powerful, and the power in his body was like a monster.

The moment he had just crossed, the legion commander pushed the sword upwards and wanted to fly the cavalry spear. However, when the sword and the cavalry spear collided, he could feel how terrifying the power there was. With his strength, he could only make the spear slightly deviate by an inch and could not block it at all.

So at this moment, death had waved to him again.

The strength of his body was pulled away little by little, and the commander of the Legion could not even speak, and his lips could only tremble weakly.

But in the end, he still plucked up all his strength and threw the sword in his right hand towards Duke Billon.
Chapter completed!