Mount and Blade

Just as the battle between the vanguard cavalry of the Barclay coalition and the ambush of the Snake Cult entered a fierce stage, a dragon horn sounded from the forest.

"Woo——"

"I am the dragon of the goddess of justice, the god of war from Pence-Trunks!! The time for counterattack has come, soldiers, gather under the holy sword, and charge with me!!"

Trunks immediately released the blessing of the goddess of justice, leading the Holy Dragon Knights and the heavy lancers from Pence to charge from the high ground to the Viper Heavy Archers of the Snake Cult who were still attacking from a long distance.

Seeing that Trunks' troops had surrounded the ambush of the Snake Cult, the cavalry of the Barclay coalition immediately cheered for the reversal of the situation. At this time, in their hearts, the battle was already half won.

Bugita secretly thought that it was not good. The position of his troops was extremely bad. If he didn't want to be directly smashed, he could only lead his Viper tribe to flee to the north of the jungle.

"...Damn it!" Even Cobra Tyrant Desaro couldn't help cursing inwardly. He never liked to fight a battle that he was not sure of. However, it was not completely impossible to win at the moment. There was still hope for remedy, but the price of winning was extremely high.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

At this time, in the north of the jungle, Seranti, who received the message sent back by Trunks, immediately called on the infantry from Pence and Rose Castle to start a rapid march.

Only Peggy Lared Renazert from Crest was unwilling to join this action. He believed that even if the Snake Cult ambushed, it was just a mantis trying to stop a chariot, and it was vulnerable. He doubted the news and actions this time. He would not let the precious old soldiers of Crest go into battle to kill the enemy.

Buggita, whose retreat was blocked, fell into despair. On one side was the chaotic battlefield, on the other side was Trunks's cavalry, and on the other side was the infantry battle formation that was doomed to die. In this way, he could only face Trunks's cavalry directly.

"Kill!!"

The cavalry led by Trunks quickly penetrated the Viper Heavy Archer Cavalry, killing them like wolves into a flock of sheep, and devoured the Viper Cavalry troop crazily.

Even if Bugitta had great ability, he could only suffer in the northwest. Under the siege of countless Holy Dragon Knights, his head was cut off by Trunks' heavy halberd and rolled to the ground.

And the always cunning Cobra Tyrant Desaro saw that the infantry of the Barkley coalition also arrived, so he directly abandoned his people and fled to Yaoyang Port with a small group of Cobra Elite Knights.

He knew that Saint Reiss was definitely capable of saving his life.

As the battle continued, the ambush troops of the Snake Cult began to collapse, and the cavalry led by Trunks successfully broke through their defense line. After a fierce unilateral massacre, it opened the way for the main force of the coalition to advance.

The remaining cavalry of the Snake Cult hid in the dense forest and fled in all directions. What awaited them would be an endless pursuit in Barkley.

"We won!!"

The soldiers cheered loudly, only Isole's face was gloomy, and he snorted coldly at Trunks's victorious posture.

After the battle, the wounded and corpses were temporarily placed on both sides of the road. The main force of the coalition quickly passed through the forest, and their steps were neat and steady. Everyone acquiesced to Trunks standing in front of the team to lead the way, and his eyes were fixed on Yaoyang Port.

"Forward!" Trunks' voice echoed in the team, and his sword pointed to the distance.

"Forward!!" The soldiers of the coalition issued a thunderous shout, their voices full of strength and determination.

Green looked at Trunks walking in front, and a yearning rose in his heart. He also wanted to be a general like Trunks who commanded thousands of soldiers.

No, perhaps relying on the totem on his chest, his upper limit should be far more than this.

.........

"...Desaro, why did you only come back with your guards? Where's Bugitta?" Saint Reis' voice was full of doubt. Her intuition told her that things did not go as planned.

Desaro's figure appeared at the edge of the camp. He looked anxious and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes. He had to explain the situation to the saint as soon as possible.

"It's too late to take care of him. He's probably dead. Our ambush was discovered by that guy called Trunks!!"

"Bugitta went to cover me. Saint, let's go back to Alama." Desaro looked anxious. There was some mud and blood on his guards and his face. He pretended to have tried his best.

Of course, the blood was left when he killed his own deserters. If they all ran away so fast, who would cover them? How could he run!

Saint Reis frowned, her heart was full of doubts and uneasiness. She knew that Desaro and Bugitta were both elites of the Snake Cult. Their failure meant that the enemy's strength was indeed not to be underestimated. She couldn't gamble.

"How could this happen?" Reis' voice was filled with disbelief, her fingers tightly grasping the curtain of the tent.

Seeing Saint Reis like this, Desaro lowered his head, feeling a little ashamed and self-blaming in his heart, but as for what he was ashamed of... no one knew.

"...They seemed to have been prepared." Desaro's voice was low and depressed. He just didn't want the Saint to be too disappointed in him. He should have thought about Bugita's worries at that time.

Saint Reis took a deep breath. She knew that now was not the time to pursue responsibility. They had to retreat immediately.

"Pass my order. All troops retreat immediately. We will return to Alama." Saint Reis's voice echoed in the camp.

The soldiers who heard the words quickly took action. They packed up the camp and prepared to retreat. Reis stood in the center of the camp, her eyes fixed on the forest in the distance.

"Saint, I think Barkley's coalition will arrive soon. We must leave some people behind to cover the retreat." Desaro's deep green vertical pupils were full of calculations, looking at the giant python troops that were still rushing into Yaoyang Port.

"... I know that the goddess once gave me an order."

"At least, you have to leave something behind, hiss..." Saint Reis's eyes also looked in the direction of Yaoyang Port. Her secret words had been conveyed to several horned viper pioneers who were her personal guards.

.........

In Yaoyang Port, the roadblocks and the counterattack team have not returned yet, and the last arrows are about to be used up.

Aleris frowned, those giant python warriors have broken through the city gate, and a steady stream of troops are pouring into the town, pushing the battering ram to besiege the cabinet fortress where they are! !