Chapter 403 Inclusion

Unlike the allied nobles who could only flee in the wilderness and hills, the Cecil Combat Corps has always been able to receive support from the mainland and the Leslie and Kant areas, although due to road and traffic restrictions, these supports have not. Not in time, but in this situation, these supports are enough to give the fighters a little respite and rotation.

On the afternoon of the tenth day, Knight Byron led a thousand troops from Cecil's native land and a large amount of supplies to the west, and smoothly merged with the First and Second Mixed Corps led by Knight Philip, and when they converged, Vaal De Perich was leading the soldiers of the Second Corps to tie up groups of prisoners of war from the noble coalition forces and send them to the rear.

Byron found Philip who led the team: "I brought more 'Persuader' light shells and replacement acceleration rail assemblies--you seem to be in good shape here."

Due to the many days of marching and fighting, Knight Philip had a look of weariness on his face, but his spirit was still high: "These things came at the right time - the food can rely on the dry food carried and seized from the enemy, but the shells do consume quite serious."

Byron raised his head and looked at the prisoners whose expressions were numb, their steps were stiff, and their hands were bound like walking dead. From the mental state of these prisoners, he knew that the chase was coming to an end.

"It is the lord's instructions to keep these people alive as much as possible," he said to Philip. "The vast majority of the noble coalition are peasants and hunters recruited from various places, as well as various serf soldiers and slave soldiers. People are labor."

"I know," Philip nodded, "but to be honest... the enemy ran away more and more, especially after entering the open area, several nobles led teams to flee in different directions, and we used artillery fire to destroy and intercept some of them. , but there were still a few troops that broke into the woods further west, and I think at least a quarter to a third of the enemy escaped."

"This situation is within the lord's expectation," Byron nodded, "We have powerful artillery and ray guns, but after all, the number of people is limited, and it is unrealistic to destroy or incorporate all the enemies. But don't worry, I Before we set off, the lord said a word - the nobles have castles and estates that they can't let go, they can't run away forever, one day we will get rid of those who run away."

"I hope so," Philip took a deep breath, looking up at the long, almost endless line of captives, "after this war is over, the entire southern part of the kingdom will become a whole. …”

On the twelfth day of the pursuit, the core of the noble coalition, the knights and mages composed of the extraordinary, and the nobles overseeing the battle finally collapsed completely.

The aristocratic private soldiers, who lacked organization and discipline, could not have persisted to this day. Most of the reason why they could keep fleeing was that the extraordinary people in the coalition were 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 allied armies of nobles began to surrender piece by piece, and they were led by knights, mages and even noble lords themselves.

In fact, according to the general rule, the surrender of the nobles should be easier - according to the "rules" of the usual noble wars, the nobles who surrender on the battlefield and captured will be treated according to their status, as a bargaining chip in exchange for ransom, their lives Safety will be guaranteed, and they will even be sent politely to the victor's castle as a guest, but Cecil's terrible fighting style and Gawain Cecil's style of not following the rules of the nobility make those people Frightened, they did not dare to put their lives in the hands of those Cecil soldiers.

But when their physical strength and willpower were exhausted to the limit, no amount of worries and fears could make them get up from the ground and move on.

Those aristocratic soldiers who lost their fighting spirit - including knights and levies - stayed on the plains like goats stunned, most of them ate their last bite of food, even the horses they once rode and the mice they caught on the road. They have already been used by them to satisfy their hunger. They have been unable to lie down and sleep for many days, unable to eat and drink safely, and all that is left is the rumble of shells exploding in their minds. Scattered and scattered all over the place, and all the Cecil soldiers had to do was run around the wide plain to gather these men, and then hand ropes into their hands and let them tie themselves up.

Wald Perich and the 2nd Combat Corps he led were mainly responsible for collecting these prisoners and escorting them to the rear. The number of prisoners was so large that the people in charge of escorting could not match the number of prisoners they escorted. However, they didn't have to worry about the captives escaping on the way - those people had completely lost their will to resist during the many days of fleeing, and even if they resisted, the unarmed levy captives would not be able to deal with the ray guns in the hands of the Cecil combatants. and melting swords.

As the number of prisoners increased and the battle lines became longer, an embarrassing and unexpected situation emerged: Cecil was understaffed.

The escort team of the Second Combat Corps began to be in short supply. Even Walder asked the Knights to transfer a reserve of 1,000 people from the Kant area to the front line to receive prisoners of war. In the plains, it was also very difficult to take care of the thousands of aristocratic conscripts and prisoners of war on the spot.

When the two orthodox knights Philip and Wald were worried about this unexpected embarrassment, Knight Byron volunteered to bring a team to the south to mobilize help.

Knight Philippe usually criticizes Byron's lack of chivalrous conduct, but he has to admit that the old mercenary-turned-comrade always has a bright new idea when solving some unexpected situations. ——Although his ideas are sometimes dark, but generally they can solve problems.

After waiting for a few days with anticipation, the two knights Philip and Walder waited for Byron, who returned from the rear - he still brought the team he had taken away, and there was not even a single person. .

On the plains of the Hossman area, which had become increasingly chaotic, Philip looked at Byron, who seemed to have returned without success, in astonishment: "Didn't the lord assign someone to you? You can also train soldiers..."

"I didn't go back to Cecil, otherwise I wouldn't be able to come back so quickly," Byron said proudly, "I went to Leslie's Land and met Viscount Andrew..."

"Then what?" Philip asked suspiciously, looking behind Byron, but he couldn't see any support except for the team and many carriages that Byron took and brought back. "Are the people sent by Viscount Andrew still behind?"

"I borrowed five thousand axes," Byron pointed to the carriages he brought, "and then Viscount Andrew will send a batch of grain to be used as a temporary transition, and nothing else - Leigh There are not many people on the side of Si Liling, and they also help to watch the thousands of people fished out from the Baishui River."

Philip didn't react at once: "Axe? What are you doing here with five thousand axe?"

"Send it to the prisoners, let them cut down the woods on the east side of Hossman's territory, and build a prisoner of war camp on the spot, and wait for you to find among the prisoners of war, there should be someone who survived by Earl Hossman, with They go to take over the nearby farms and granaries - if not, bring a few more guns there."

Philip was stunned for a moment. He couldn't think of how Byron's magical operation came out: "You mean... let these prisoners build a prisoner of war camp and lock themselves up?"

"You can send them ropes to tie themselves up, why can't they build a camp and lock themselves up?" Byron waved his hand, "These people have been completely wiped out, at least in a short period of time. It is impossible for Nei to recover, and while they are still in this state, we must completely control these people in the shortest possible time, and then transport them to Cecil in batches - the last sentence is the lord's confession."

Philip was speechless and had to admit that Byron was right.

Thus, on the last day of this long pursuit, the last allied nobles on the Horsman Plain ended their long and painful escape in an unprecedented dramatic way.

Under the supervision of thousands of Cecil soldiers, allied prisoners of war wielding axes loaned to them, in three shifts day and night, chopped down a piece of wood on the edge of Hossman's territory, then built a prisoner of war camp themselves, closed.

And when the last group of coalition prisoners of war was taken by the Cecilians, Viscount Carroll and his last companions and companions were trekking in the muddy wetlands of the northern Horsman region.

The once high-spirited young Viscount was no longer in the limelight. His gorgeous coat was filthy, his breeches and boots were torn from thorns, and his intricately patterned cloak was pierced by a heat ray gun. The bullet hole, the hair that hasn't been washed for many days is sticking to his forehead like greasy water plants, and beside him are Viscount Consco and Viscount Mari Oran, who are even more embarrassed than him.

They were lucky to escape from the wolf-like Cecil, but they didn't know where to go next. Severe exhaustion was destroying the thinking ability of these three nobles. They only felt that their lives were also different from this muddy The wetlands are as bad and pulpy, and there is no hope at all.

At this moment, a sound of hooves suddenly came from the rear, making Viscount Carroll and his companions who were struggling with the trek stop nervously and terrified.

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

Lady Ropeney Grant stopped in front of them, and behind the lady was a sizable team.

"Countess Grant, you escaped too?!" Viscount Carroll looked at the lady in front of him in surprise. He found that the other party's situation was much better than his own. Although she looked a little embarrassed, not only did she have The horse can ride, and the guards around him also seem to be fully equipped. I really don't know how the baroness did this in the chaos, "These people..."

"I gathered up the people who were scattered on the plain," Luo Peini smiled. "Viscount Carroll, it seems that you are separated from the team again."

This scene seemed familiar, Viscount Carroll vaguely remembered that when the army was in chaos on the mountain road of the gravel ridge, this lady also appeared in front of him, and gathered those scattered and disorderly teams, and at this moment, the situation was unexpectedly It was completely reproduced, and he had to sigh the wonder of fate: "You always see my embarrassed appearance..."

"Come on—I still have a few extra horses," Ropeney Grant extended a helping hand to the destitute nobles in front of her. "We have to unite."

Several distressed nobles and the last relatives they led joined Luo Peini's team. Viscount Mari Oran couldn't help but wonder about the future of this team: "Where are we going?"

"To the north," Ropeney Glen looked back at Viscount Mary Oran, "We're going to the Rock Fortress."

"Rock fortress?" Viscount Carroll couldn't help hesitating when he heard the familiar name, "Then we have to pass through my territory... Those Cecil people..."

"The Cecil people have already left from there. They definitely didn't think that we would return after we finally escaped the pursuit," said Ropeney Glenn. "The number of them is limited, and it is impossible for them to occupy every noble's territory in a short period of time."

"They left..." Carroll heard Luo Penny's words, and suddenly couldn't help but move, "Then I..."

"Don't think about going back to your castle, Mr. Viscount," Ropeney Grant knew what Carroll was thinking, she turned her head and warned in a serious tone, "Don't forget, those Cecilians are blowing up in front of you. Collapse your first wall—then they can blow up your castle as well."

As she spoke, she turned her head, and there seemed to be infinite perseverance in her eyes: "There is no place in the south that is safe, gentlemen, our only hope is to seek the help of the Holy Spirit Plain, and the help of the Count of Pompeii, that is Go to the Rock Fortress - it is an incomparably strong fortress. Its walls are poured with magic metal, which can resist the attack of the great magician. It is completely different from the city walls of Carroll's territory. ."

Perhaps it was because he was also full of confidence in the Rock Fortress, or perhaps it was due to severe exhaustion that affected Viscount Carroll's judgment. He was easily persuaded by Ropeney Glenn. He nodded: "Okay, let's go to the Rock Fortress..."

"Of course, but before that, we have to reunite our lost companions as much as possible," Ropeney Grant smiled, and that smile was particularly infectious, "there are still a few who escaped from the pursuit of the Cecil. Team, we have to gather all the lost people, and only when our team is large enough and there are enough nobles gathered, will the rock fortress realize the seriousness of the situation and receive us more seriously..."

(These days, there should be no double update for the time being =. =)