Chapter 702: Defeated

The army of the New Holy United Kingdom was indeed crazy. Compared with the armies of other united territories, this infantry regiment came from the New Holy Cross Kingdom.

Perhaps there was not much difference in the quality of the soldiers, but the discipline was much stronger.

This was not because of Fernandez I's strong personal charm, but purely the result of religious brainwashing.

A group of clergy from the Old Church fled the Great Xia Empire and finally redeveloped under the protection of Fernandez I.

They were not very useful, but for these tools who had just moved from ignorance to civilization, their brainwashing skills were definitely maxed out.

Therefore, the high pressure driven by the front-line officers, coupled with the effect of brainwashing, made the intensity of the war rise sharply.

The battle lasted until midnight, and the enemy slowly retreated.

Hubble sat on the ground. This kind of high-intensity battle was his first experience.

"Prepare food and let the brothers have a good rest at night," Hubble instructed to do the logistics work, and at the same time found his confidant and told him: "Organize a group of people to guard against night attacks tonight."

He was really impressed by the night attacks.

When I encountered the enemy with Baron Franz, if we hadn't repeatedly attacked at night to retake the position, we might have been finished.

Therefore, it is almost a memory that is deeply rooted in my bones to be wary of night attacks.

Facts have proved that Fernandez I was right. In the second half of the night, the army of the New Holy United Kingdom did organize a night attack.

However, it was beaten back by Hubble and his men who were well prepared.

Without the suddenness, the night attack has no meaning.

The next morning, the battle came a little later, perhaps because the first day was too tiring.

In this way, another day of fierce fighting, almost half of Hubble's soldiers were killed or wounded.

With such a war intensity, if they attacked, I am afraid that the troops would collapse.

However, because of the advantage of defense, one-third of the remaining soldiers were backbones, so they could still hold on.

But the commander of the infantry regiment of the New Holy United Kingdom on the opposite side was already surprisingly angry.

"It is a shame that a ragtag army has not been taken down in two days."

The commander personally tore off a piece of white cloth and tied it on his arm.

"Half an hour after dinner, I will personally lead the charge. No one is allowed to retreat, otherwise... kill."

At this time, he had no way out.

In fact, the longer the delay, the greater the price.

So he simply risked his life. If he lost, he would come back in the next life.

Inspired, the morale of the soldiers of the New Holy United Kingdom was bursting.

Although the series of fierce battles almost made them collapse, the leader's leading the charge at this time still injected some courage into them.

So, Hubble simply finished his dinner and unexpectedly found that the other side had not attacked.

In the past two days, the army of the New Holy United Kingdom was like a madman, wishing to attack every moment.

The long-lost peace made Hubble feel an uneasy atmosphere.

One of the hired old sergeants was also killed, but the rest could still fight.

At this time, they also felt a different atmosphere, and came over nervously, whispering: "Sir Knight, I see that the rhythm is not right. I'm afraid the blacks on the opposite side will fight desperately."

These infantry regiments composed of mixed blood and blacks are still very effective, and the militia regiments are even worse, and few of them have undergone formal training.

Especially in large-scale battles, the disadvantage is very obvious.

"I have this feeling too. Pay attention later. If you really can't beat them, try not to be dispersed. We must continue to fight." Hubble showed a tenacious spirit.

He has made up his mind that even if he is defeated, he will organize the last manpower to entangle with the opponent, because time is now on his side. The longer he drags on, the greater the chance of winning.

The mission of the militia has never been to win. They only need to complete their strategic goals. Temporary gains and losses are not important.

Sure enough, everyone's premonition was soon realized.

After about an hour of truce, the opposite side launched a charge again.

And this time it was no longer a wave of scattered soldiers, but more like a swarm of bees rushing up.

In this way, the casualties of the attacking party will increase, but the impact will also be incomparable.

Hubble led his men to snipe hard, but the other side even killed their own people.

Anyone who retreated was mercilessly killed by the supervision team.

Finally, the army of the New Holy United Kingdom broke through the defense line, and the militia finally couldn't hold on. Without the courage to fight, they began to disintegrate.

Hubble was very unwilling, and he wanted to continue to fight with the other side at close range to cause more casualties.

However, this irrational behavior was stopped by his personal soldiers.

Several old non-commissioned officers reluctantly organized dozens of people and rushed out to protect Hubble.

Fortunately, the other side's target was not Hubble and his party.

After removing the stumbling block, they took advantage of the sky before it got dark and actually marched.

Hubble was led to run back, and he stopped when he found that no one was chasing him.

Because the army of the New Holy United Kingdom did not have the extra energy to kill them all, it quickly gathered a group of stragglers.

When night fell, Hubble had another two or three hundred men.

More defeated soldiers had gone to unknown places, and they would not be able to return to the team in a short time.

Even the remaining two or three hundred men were demoralized and exhausted.

Hubble realized that his thoughts were somewhat subjective.

Soldiers are not machines, and they have emotional fluctuations.

Such an army cannot continue to execute orders with high intensity.

Following and harassing me at this time may lead to another collapse.

Hubble was very reluctant to eat the dry food he had brought with him.

I have done everything I can, but the result is still not perfect.

Several old brothers who had been following him sat together, also guarding against the emotional collapse of the defeated army.

At this time, anything could happen, and a single shout could lead to a catastrophic bombing of the camp.

"I have decided to abandon the large army and organize a group of people who dare to fight hard to harass the enemy with me." Hubble insisted through gritted teeth.

This decision surprised even his old brothers.

"Brother, it's not necessary. We have already done a good job."

"Yeah! It's not worth taking any more risks at this point."

Not everyone is not afraid of death. Seeing their comrades die one by one, they will also develop fear.

"I know, but this opportunity may never come again. His Highness is behind you, and he can see every move we make. Are you willing?" Hubble said what was in his heart, and said in a seductive tone: "I want to become a real noble and complete the accumulation of my family. Don't you want to become a noble?

This is our best plan, I promise... You can all at least become officers of the empire and have a bright future. "