The Chapter 430 of the Dawn Sword Body is different from the aristocratic coalition that can only escape between the wilderness and the hills. The Cecil Combat Corps has always been able to receive support from the mainland as well as the Leslie and Kant regions, although Due to road and traffic restrictions, these support is not timely, but in this situation, these support is enough for the soldiers to take a breather and rotate.

On the afternoon of the tenth day, the Byron Knight led a thousand troops from Cecil's homeland and a large amount of supplies to the west, and the first and second mixed corps led by the Philip Knights merged smoothly, and when they merged, Val De Peric is leading the soldiers of the Second Corps to bundle the hordes of aristocratic coalition prisoners and send them to the rear.

Byron found the Phillips who led the team: "I brought in more 'convincing' light cannonballs and replacement accelerator rail assemblies saying that you look good here."

Due to the multi-day marching, Philip Knight had a bit of tiredness on his face, but the spirit was still high: "These things come when food can be used to carry dry food and seized from the enemy, but the shells are really expensive. of."

Byron looked up and looked at the captives who were numb, stiff, and tied to their hands. From the mental state of these captives, he knew that the chase was coming to an end.

"To make these people live as much as possible, this is what the lord said," he said to Philip. "The vast majority of the nobility coalitions are farmers and hunters recruited everywhere, as well as various serf soldiers and slaves. People are labor."

"I know," Philip nodded. "But to be honest... the enemy is running more and more scattered, especially after entering the open area. Several nobles led the team to flee in different directions. We used artillery to destroy and intercept part of it. But there are still a few troops rushing into the forest to the west. I think at least one quarter to one third of the enemies have escaped."

"This situation is expected by the lord," Byron nodded. "We have powerful artillery and ray guns, but after all, the number is limited. It is unrealistic to destroy or compile all the enemies. But don't worry, I Before the departure, the lord said that the nobles had castles and real estates that they could not afford. They could not flow forever, and one day we would solve those who ran away."

"I hope so," Philip took a deep breath and looked up at the long, almost invisible captive team. "After the war, the southern part of the kingdom became a whole." ......"

On the twelfth day of the pursuit, the ranks of knights and mages, composed of the core superpowers of the nobility coalition, and the aristocrats who supervised the war finally collapsed.

The aristocratic smugglers who lacked organization and discipline could not have persisted to this day. The reason why they have been able to escape all the time is that the extraordinary people in the coalition are still maintaining the situation with strong willpower and deterrence. But when the will of these extraordinary people also reached the limit, the collapse of the entire coalition team was almost instantaneous.

The aristocratic coalition forces began to surrender in pieces, and they were surrendered by the knights, mages and even nobles.

In fact, according to the general law, the surrender of the nobles should be more easily. According to the "rules" of the usual aristocratic war, the survivors who surrendered on the battlefield will receive treatment in accordance with their status. As a bargaining chip, their lives will be safe. It is guaranteed and even sent to the victor's castle by the courtesy, becoming a guest, but the horrible way of fighting the Cecils and the style of Govin Cecil's failure to abide by the rules of the aristocrats scared those people. Courage, they simply did not dare to hand over their lives to the hands of the Cecil soldiers.

But when both physical strength and will are exhausted to the limit, even more concerns and fears will prevent them from climbing up the ground and moving on.

The aristocrats who lost their fighting spirit, including the Knights and the recruits, stayed on the plains like scared goats. Most of them ate the last bite of food. Even the horses that had been riding and the rats caught on the road had been taken by them. They used to hunger for a long time. They could not lie down and sleep for many days. They could not eat and drink safely. The brains were full of rumbling sounds of shells. These people had dozens of piles, some hundreds of people, scattered. The earth is everywhere, and what the Cecil soldiers have to do is to gather around the vast plains to gather these people, and then put the ropes in their hands and let them tie themselves up.

Wald Peric and the Second Combat Corps he led were mainly responsible for gathering the captives and escorting them to the rear. The number of prisoners was so large that the people responsible for the escorting were not the same as the number of prisoners they escorted. They don’t have to worry about the captives fleeing halfway through the road. Those who have already lost their rebellious will in the multi-day escape, and even if they resist, the unarmed recruiters can’t cope with the ray guns and melts in the hands of Cecil’s soldiers. sword.

With more and more prisoners, the battle line is getting longer and longer, and a sly and unexpected situation has emerged: Cecil is understaffed.

The **** team of the Second Combat Corps began to have a shortage. Even Wald allowed the Knights to transfer a reserve of 1,000 people from the Kant area to the front line to receive prisoners of war. It is not enough, not only enough to **** the required manpower, even even The tens of thousands of aristocratic recruits and prisoners of war in the plains were also stretched.

When Philip and Wald's two orthodox knights were stunned by this unexpected embarrassing situation, the Byron Knight volunteered to bring a team of people to the south to help.

Philip Knight, who was very vocal about Byron’s lack of knighthood, but he had to admit that the old-born colleague of the mercenary had always had a brilliant new idea when he solved some unexpected situations. Although sometimes his ideas are also very eye-catching, overall it is still very problem-solving.

After waiting for some time, Philip and Wald waited for the Knights who came back from the rear. He still took the team he had taken with him, but there was not even one person.

On the plains of the increasingly chaotic Hosman region, Philip looked at Perron with amazement as if he had failed: "Is the lord not giving you a person? The training can also be..."

"I haven't returned to Cecil, otherwise I can come back so fast," Byron said proudly. "I went to Leslie and saw the Viscount Andrew..."

"And then?" Philip asked in confusion, not looking at Behr, but he couldn't see any support except for a group of people and many carriages that Byron took and brought back. "Is the person sent by the Viscount Andrew still behind?"

"I borrowed five thousand axes," Byron pointed to the carriages that he brought. "After that, the Viscount Andrew sent people to send a batch of food for a temporary transition, but there was nothing else in Leslie. There are not many people on the side of the collar. They also help to watch the thousands of people who have been fished out of the Baishui River."

Philip didn't react at once: "Axe? What do you bring with five thousand axes?"

"Send it to the captives, let them cut down the woods on the east side of the Hosman collar, build a prisoner of war camp on the spot, and wait for you to find them from the prisoners of war. There should be people who survived the Count of Hosman, with If they don't have to go to the nearby farms and granaries, take a few more shots."

Philip listened to the glimpse of it, and couldn't think of how the magical operation of Byron was all coming out: "What do you mean... let these captives go to build a prisoner of war camp to lock themselves up?"

"You can send them ropes and let them tie themselves up. Why can't they let them set up a camp to lock themselves up?" Byron waved his hand. "These people have been completely squandered, at least for a short time." It is impossible to recover, and they are still in this state, and they will be completely controlled in the shortest time, and then delivered to Cecil in batches. The last sentence is confessed by the lord."

Philip was speechless and had to admit that Byron said it makes sense.

Thus, on the last day of this long chase, the last aristocratic coalition forces on the Horsman Plains ended their long and painful escape with an unprecedented dramatic approach.

Under the supervision of thousands of Cecil soldiers, the coalition prisoners swarmed the axe that was loaned to them, and cut down the woods on the edge of the Hosman territory around the clock, and then built a prisoner of war camp and set themselves up. Shut up.

When the last group of coalition prisoners were accepted by the Cecils, Viscount Carroll and his last companions and partners were trekking in the muddy wetlands of the northern part of the Hosman region.

The once-popular young viscount is no longer in sight, his gorgeous coat has become dirty, the breeches and boots have been torn by thorns, and the cloaks with complex patterns are still run through by heat ray guns. The gunshot, the hair that was not washed for many days was like a greasy water grass on his forehead, and by his side, it was the Confucius and the Viscount of Mariolan who were more embarrassed than him.

They were lucky enough to escape from the wolf-like Cecils, but they did not know where to go next. Serious exhaustion was ruining the thinking ability of the three nobles. They only felt that their lives were also muddy. The wetlands are as bad and sloppy, and there is no hope at all.

Just then, a hoof suddenly came from behind, and the Viscounts of Carol and his companions, who were struggling, stopped nervously in horror.

But when they turned around, they found that it was not Cecil who appeared in front of themselves.

The woman of Roperie Graham stopped in front of them, and the woman was followed by a large-scale team.

"Gloria, the woman, have you escaped?!" Viscount Carroll looked at the lady in front of him in surprise. He found that the situation was better than himself. Although it looked awkward, she not only had Mark can ride, the guards around him seem to be fully equipped, I really don't know how the woman marquis did this in chaos, "These people..."

"I've gathered people who are scattered on the plains," Roppeni smiled. "Virick Carol, it seems that you are gone with the team."

This scene was familiar, and Viscount Carroll vaguely remembered that the woman was also in front of him when the army was in chaos on the gravel's mountain road, and gathered the disorganized teams, and this situation turned out to be the case. Completely reappeared, he had to sigh the wonder of fate: "My wolverine is always seen by you..."

"Follow me, I have a few extra horses," Roppie Gülen lends a helping hand to the desolate aristocrats. "We must unite."

Several of the aristocrats who had fallen and the last of them led the team to join Roperi, and the prince Mariolan couldn’t help but wonder about the future of the team: "Where are we going?"

"Go north," Roppie Gülen looked back at the prince of Marioland. "We are going to the Rock Fortress."

"The Rock Fortress?" The Viscount Carol heard the familiar name and couldn't help but hesitate. "Then we have to cross my territory... those Cecils..."

"The Cecils have already left from there, and they certainly can't think that we will return after chasing after the pursuit," said Roppie Gülen. "They are limited in number and cannot occupy the territory of every nobility for a short time."

"They left..." Carol heard the words of Roppeni and suddenly couldn’t help but move. "That I..."

"Don't think about going back to your castle, Mr. Viscount," Lopez Glan knew what Carol was thinking. She immediately turned her head and warned seriously. "Don't forget, those Cecils collapsed in front of you." With your first wall, they can also blow up your castle."

As she said, she looked back and seemed to have endless perseverance in her sight: "There is no place in the South. It is safe. Gentlemen, our only hope is to seek the help of the plains of the Holy Spirit and seek the help of Count Pompeii. Going to the Rock Fortress is an incomparably strong fortress. Its walls are filled with magic metal, which can resist the attack of the great magician. It is completely different from the wall of Carroll's collar. The Cecil people can't break it."

Perhaps it is the same confidence in the Rock Fortress, or perhaps the severe exhaustion affects the judgment of the Viscount Carol. He was easily convinced by Roperie Graham. He nodded. "Well, let's go to the Rock Fortress..."

"Of course, but before that, we have to gather as many of our lost companions as possible," Roppie Gülen smiled. The smile was particularly appealing. "There are several escapes from the pursuit of the Cecil." Team, we want to bring all the lost people together, and only our team is big enough, there are enough aristocrats gathered, and the Rock Fortress will realize the seriousness of the situation and will receive us more seriously..."

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