Chapter 599 Crisis

"Their purpose is to eliminate us with minimal losses. They are probably tired of killing us now."

Field put away his sword: "The enemy just goes back to recover his fighting spirit and physical strength, and will come back soon to ensure the lowest casualty rate."

To put it simply, after finishing one set, go back and wait for the next set.

But the soldiers of the Imperial Army have fallen into deep despair. Death is not terrible, but waiting for death is terrible. Everyone knew that soon the Dragoons would appear again on the horizon, bringing more death with them.

There was blood and flesh everywhere, the morale of the soldiers was low, and the soldiers of the Imperial Army escaped again.

Even though Canghai Province has implemented a strict wall and cleared the country, escaping will only starve to death, but the soldiers who have lost their courage will not think so much.

The sobbing and wailing around them affected the Chosen One of the Imperial Army.

"Sir, what should we do, or surrender."

Ye Feng almost wanted to cry, and the other Imperial Army Divine Chosen were equally desperate.

The newly ignited fighting spirit was completely worn away after just one fight. Ye Feng and the others were crushed by the terrifying dragoon regiment.

Filomena glanced at them and said with merciless contempt: "Trash, we have been fighting the whole process, but you are talking about surrender. I will dirty my hands if I kill you."

"We haven't even fought yet, but we're thinking of surrendering." Ashina was furious. "Does the Imperial Army only fight among themselves? They were no longer so powerful when they took credit for our achievements."

Gheros waved his scythe domineeringly: "Why don't you die? I won't surrender to my enemies until I die."

"Can..."

Field waved his hand: "Okay, now is not the time to argue."

"Do you think there will be a way to survive if you surrender?" Field knew that they were just scared of being beaten and did not really want to surrender.

"Maybe, as long as the ransom is enough, maybe..."

Ye Feng was upset. She also wanted to fight, but the difference in strength between the enemy and ourselves was too great. Coupled with the shadow of the previous disastrous defeat, most of my self-confidence was lost.

"I'm telling you, there is absolutely no way to survive." Seeing how miserable they were, Field pretended to be sulky and snorted, "Because Letty is dead and we are short of sandbags."

"Even if they accept surrender, you should be prepared to be the enemy's army."

Field remembered the tragic situation of the natives of Blue Sky City, where the daughter of the former lord was humiliated to death. In addition, Gherroth's family was brutally slaughtered.

Expecting brutal thugs to be benevolent and moral is just a dream.

"What should we do?"

"Gather the troops and keep walking." Field gritted his teeth and scolded, "Climb to the beach for me."

That night, an Imperial Army God-Chosen, rated D-level by Field, escaped secretly. After being alone, he was immediately found by the enemy's fourth-level divine choice and killed mercilessly.

Subsequently, the enemy attacked in the middle of the night and was repulsed. Soldiers on both sides suffered casualties, but Field's army found it difficult to rest.

It was dawn the next day.

Taking advantage of the rising sun, the Dragon Riders once again launched an attack on the night-leading army. The dazzling light made it difficult to open one's eyes.

This time, the number of dragon knights reached an astonishing one thousand.

Flying dragons filled the sky, falling down like dumplings, and accompanied by the roar of the monsters, the dragoons roared over. When the enemy's cavalry collided with our own army's formation, the whole earth trembled.

Amidst the roaring and tsunami-like killing sounds, soldiers were killed one by one.

The fear accumulated in my heart broke out again.

The imperial army collapsed at the first touch, their morale collapsed again and again, and they ran around crying. Just like when the imperial army was defeated, they didn't fire an arrow, abandoned their armor and fled indiscriminately.

There are also those who surrender, but the superior dragon knight doesn't care about this, it's just military merit, he just raises his hand and cuts them off.

Although the troops of the Nightfall Leader and the Chosen Ones were still fighting, the Imperial Army soldiers reached their limit first. After all, we are still a partial force in the enemy's territory.

"It still collapsed. Alas, it's their fate. They are destined to die here."

Field knew that the collapsed people could not be saved, and had no mercy at all. He immediately led his direct troops and soldiers who could fight to retreat while fighting.

The crumbling soldiers were like sheep, without any intention of fighting back, they curled up and allowed themselves to be attacked by the enemy's swords. Soon, the place was massacred by the Franconians into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. But the collapsed soldiers also bought time for the Night Lord's force to retreat.

"Keep walking."

Field looked back at the bloody road, littered with corpses. The pursuers, riding powerful flying monsters, slowly disappeared. They wanted to return to the camp to replenish their strength and prepare for the next wave of attacks.

"We have become prey and are being bled."

It seemed that he felt Field's gaze.

Sitting on the back of the fire dragon, Eunice turned around, glanced at it, and said in a cold voice: "Go back to the camp and use the reserve magic core to replenish the magic power of the monster. Be sure to restore combat power as soon as possible. I want to kill all those trash."

The Queen's compensation has made the rebels' frontline supplies extremely abundant. Scarce supplies such as magic cores can now be used at will.

Jessica, another fourth-level divine selector, said in surprise: "Their fighting strength and will have exceeded my expectations. Half of the soldiers have not been defeated."

"Other imperial armies were defeated at the first touch, but this army is extraordinary."

"Don't say these irrelevant words. I only know one thing, the enemy is not our opponent."

Field, with the remaining troops, kept gathering the broken troops along the way. Some people escaped along the way, and they were constantly attacked by the pursuers.

The sky darkened again.

There were cries of grief all around, some soldiers were sobbing, some were sitting on the ground in a daze, and some soldiers were looking at the dark forest, almost peeing in fear. They were afraid that the enemy would come out at any time and chop off their heads.

"Well... No, we can't run like this anymore."

"Running all the way will kill you, but a head-on counterattack is even more deadly."

Field held the paper map and stared at the small map, his mind working quickly: "How to shoot down the damn moth. Even if you shoot it down, it may not be able to withstand the enemy's head-on attack."

Noticed that Field stared at the map without blinking.

Ashina was heartbroken, thinking that Field could not bear the continuous failure and his mentality exploded.

Clearly, the pursuers were completely wiped out and the coastline was close at hand, but suddenly a stronger pursuer appeared, as if the goddess was joking with everyone.

"My Lord... I will lead you to fight your way out." Ashina said softly, "You have done very well."

"It's all because the Imperial Army is too useless. You are dealing with the enemy's elite. This is not fair." Gehlos comforted him repeatedly, "Cheer up."

Even Philominay nodded in agreement.

"Well? I'm not decadent." Field raised his head and laughed, "Nine out of ten things in life are not satisfactory. Who can win all the time?"