Lord: Exiled by Stepmother, I'll Rule the World Anyway

"It's true, I dreamed back to the night. Field was shocked. Did he have a grudge against the "Carrion"? But the enemies were all killed in the face, so there was no point in avoiding the battle. He suddenly pulled out his sword and commanded, "Get ready. ,prick! "

The soldiers overlapped with their spears and drew out their spears in unison. The thin rebel was instantly stabbed over, and blood sprayed out.

"Keep the pace, Thorn!"

Guns were fired again, and the rebels were neatly peeled off like an onion.

The hysterical screams have not stopped yet, more rebels surged up, like huge waves crashing on the gun array. Fortunately, the thin linen clothes and rough farm tools were no match for the dignified gun array. The rebels could only It can fall piece by piece like wheat.

Both the rebels and the coalition fought in a disorganized manner, and the battlefield gradually became chaotic. The two sides were strangled together, like a pot of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, with black and white mixed together.

The Chosen Ones also entered the battlefield. They went to the rear of the rebels and fought with the Chosen Ones of the rebels. It was of no benefit to the frontal battlefield. They could only hear the sound of fierce fighting like thunderstorms in the distance.

Soon, magic disappeared from the battlefield. All kinds of magic that destroyed the world before were almost extinct. Occasionally, if a magician suppressed one, it would be dispelled by defense or purification magic.

Ordinary soldiers who were originally cannon fodder gradually became the absolute main force on the battlefield.

After an hour, the magician almost stopped and could only retreat to the rear to replenish his magic. The grudge knight could continue to fight with his physical strength.

The battlefield completely turned into a pure hand-to-hand fight. Due to the Governor's bold fighting style, there was not even a reserve team. Many people were exhausted, especially the infantry in heavy armor.

At this time, the army of the Night Lord showed extremely tenacious will.

"Stab! Stab!"

The continuous barrage of spears and stabs maintained an excellent rhythm and crazily harvested the rebels. The First Army of the Night Leader firmly occupied a small slope, with the wolf flag flying high, and a wall of corpses was quickly piled up around them with the corpses of the rebels.

On the other hand, the soldiers did not change their expressions.

They discovered that this special cat was no different from the familiar night collar! It's even more pleasant, because the rebels don't look as scary as the wights.

More and more noble troops, or soldiers who were scattered, gathered under Field's flag and stood firm together.

"Nima, I wanted to keep a low profile." Field was embarrassed. A bunch of young nobles gathered next to him, and everyone stared at him.

No one expected that Mudleg, who was not afraid of death, would go crazy so violently.

Fortunately, Field felt that the rebel army was crumbling.

After continuing the bloody battle for two hours, I heard someone shouting: "The rebels have retreated!"

"The rebels have retreated!"

The rebels were like an ebbing tide. Amidst the noise, they stepped back on the blood on the ground, but only the strong men retreated. The old, weak, women and children who had been held hostage were all reduced to pieces on the ground.

"Destroy all the enemy forces! Bow down to me with glory!"

Hearing an excited roar, the gate of the fortress opened again. Governor Tacolin shouted "Glory" in his mouth. He rode a handsome lion-like monster, accompanied by his recharged bodyguards and three thousand light cavalry, and attacked the escaping people. The rebels gave chase.

The blood-red sunshine reflected the blood-stained earth. Corpses lay everywhere, blood gathered into rivers, and there were ownerless horses or crying soldiers everywhere.

"Phew, my hands are sore." Field sat down on the mountain of corpses piled up by the rebels, gasping for air. He couldn't even remember how many people he had killed. Even with Rosalia's blessing, he still felt tired.

"Thank you, Baron Field! I really didn't expect the rebels to be so tenacious."

Laurent seemed to be a bloody man. He also felt uncomfortable, and his breathing was like blowing a bellows.

Field felt so thirsty that he licked the corner of his mouth and smacked his tongue: "This is the power of the fifth-level artifact. Tens of thousands of people have been turned into monsters who are not afraid of death. It is really, really surprising to me."

"My lord, water."

Iron Hammer came over, and he actually still had strength. He tore off his armor, and a bunch of arrows clattered out. He smiled, then tore off his inner armor, wiped all the blood on his hands on his clothes, and then handed out the kettle.

"Tons, tons, tons~"

After Field drank it, he felt much better.

"Give some water to the other adults." Field didn't mind gaining a good impression. He stood up and mounted his horse, intending to take a look ahead.

After climbing over a small hill, they saw the Governor's light cavalry chasing down the defeated army, and further away was the battlefield of the Chosen Ones. All kinds of brilliant skills were sprayed out, and the surrounding scenic mountains and rivers had been wiped out to the ground.

Before even taking a second look, the three chosen gods of the rebels fled.

"Sure enough, the stronger you are, the harder it is to die. I heard that the empire didn't even send out sixth-order divine choosers." Field shook his head, and then planted the wolf flag in his hand on the hill.

The sixth-level divine selection will not be dispatched easily, each one guards the core of the empire.

Within a moment, Field saw the Imperial Chosen One returning.

"Damn it, that pig head actually let the heavy cavalry charge into the spear formation! As a result, I was surrounded by three divine choices and almost died!" Liflasa had red hair disheveled, and half of her shoulder was ulcerated, which could be faintly seen. bone. Her artifact had been dissociated. She was riding a unicorn horse and complained angrily, "I almost returned to the arms of the goddess of war! The artifact has been dissociated for half an hour! You didn't come earlier."

"We also have to obey orders, won't you rush back?" Some of the chosen ones didn't take it seriously.

"I'm sorry, Liflasa, I will heal your injuries." There were also companions from the Imperial Army who kept comforting her.

"You can keep your voice down so he can hear you. Next time, I'll let you rush to the city wall."

"The Nibelungen family will provide you with the best conditions."

Field also saw Aisha, but as a first-level divine choice, she could only walk at the end and had no say.

"That must be the God's Chosen one who crashed into it from the beginning. He really suffered a lot." Field looked for a while and didn't see the figure he wanted to see. He was very disappointed. He also felt that the fishy wind was making people sick, so he just Returned to the First Army of the Night Territory.

In this battle, the first army led by Night lost 17 people and wounded 61 people.

But what's awesome is that they gathered more than a hundred masterless soldiers. Their masters were either killed in the battle or missing.

At night, everyone in the camp is resting.

The wailing and crying of the wounded were everywhere,

"We've just left the fortress gate."

Field rubbed his eyebrows.

In this battle, not many elite soldiers of the noble coalition were killed. After all, they were crushed by equipment. But there were many collapses. In the era of cold weapons, collapses were normal. The victors could just slowly gather their troops.

The ones who suffered the heavier casualties were Liflasa and her heavy cavalry legion. More than 360 knights died in the siege due to exhaustion. She herself was dissociated from the artifact and was seriously injured, and it would take a long time to recover.

In the first battle against the rebellion, one of the Chosen Ones was forced to leave the battlefield.