Lance stood on the gentle slope, watching his army in the middle fall into irreparable destruction in the distance. The chaos from the north was spreading to all directions like a plague.

Two thousand soldiers lined up in a long line, advancing along the road down the gentle slope, rushing to the battlefield. They were almost parallel to the bank of the Bet River a few hundred meters away, and would soon encounter the first wave of rout troops coming from the middle.

"Lord Lance, have the wizards and the others been defeated?" Venomfang Holland and several leaders asked nervously, "We have to rush over at full speed."

“I saw it,” Lance said with an indifferent expression. “The whole army accelerated, attacked and occupied Boulogne Ferry, and burned the ships there.”

"Aren't you going to support the middle camp!?" All the leaders were shocked. "A lot of the brothers there were taken away by Lancenis, and they may not be able to resist. In this way, the officers and soldiers will join the nobles of the castle.

"

"Then let them join together," Lancenis waved his hand in disgust, "I have decided to attack Boulogne Ferry. I will intercept the retreat of these officers and soldiers, keep them all or drive them north.

Go. Lancenis' troops will capture these nobles for me."

"Poisonous Fang Huo Lan, Lame Lu Ping, you lead a force of 500 people to collect the defeated wizards' remnants, take the road to the west, and then block the army from the left wing, don't let them escape to the west. If they leave

If Bet Castle flees north, you can take advantage of the situation and occupy it."

“Theseus, lead your legionnaires to attack the Plachen Hill. You must capture it before the noble lackeys occupy it. The flat and open terrain there is the key to my capture of Boulogne Ferry.

 “Our army will assemble at Plachen Hill and attack the ferry.”

 Lance issued orders one after another, calmly and methodically, like a veteran in the army.

He has assembled an army of 2,200 people, more than 400 of whom are veterans of the Verona Legion who have defected to him and are accustomed to fighting. This powerful force cannot be resisted by the hastily assembled city defense armies from all over the country. It is also in the single digits.

The noble guards cannot defeat them.

These veterans, commanded by a senior centurion named Theseus and a few sergeants, were as tough as steel.

There were originally more than this number of veterans who had defected to the rebel army. A larger and more elite team of veterans had been given to Lanthanis under his command, and yesterday they completely defeated Count Sindra's reinforcements.

Although there were not enough officers and the mobilization of troops was somewhat slow and sluggish, Lance was convinced that he would win.

As long as this army is thrown on the heads of the nobles, they will immediately collapse. The timid city defense army and militia are no match for the regular army. As for those arrogant knights, throwing a spear three times will make them a new person.

 Hence, the primary goal is naturally to send the legionnaires to the appropriate location.

Although the floods have receded, it is not easy to access everywhere on the floodplain. The village of Plachin and the low hills not far to the southwest of Boulogne Ferry are the intersection of roads and are also relatively dry and flat open spaces.

 Lance thought about it again and felt that his judgment was correct.

His army has an absolute advantage in numbers and powerful legionnaires. The Beyelan nobles hiding in Bethe Castle have been frightened. After being rescued by reinforcements, they will immediately rush to Boulogne Ferry.

Then fled eastward.

The legionnaires must cut off the way for the nobles to escape to the east bank of the Beit River. If these nobles can be captured, he will have amazing bargaining chips in the next battle. The two famous earls, Larmore and Chalon, will fight for the safety of their daughters.

And reputation pays a staggering price.

In case, if the luck is not good, some nobles escape out, then there is nothing. As long as you oppress the Blogne Ferry, don't want to escape from thousands of cities.

After destroying the count's reinforcements and this city defense army, there is no longer any armed force in this area that can resist Reims' army. He can even attack the old town.

There, representatives of countless forces are waiting to decide the winner!

 …

The rebel army's center line collapsed. Some of them threw down their weapons and surrendered. Most of them broke up and ran away from the front of the formation and fled to the south. Some of them ran to unknown places.

The Fiona battle group stopped, and the city defense squadron did not pursue it. Mira led the militia to pursue the rebels and take in the prisoners, while other squadrons gathered in piles here and there.

 Griffith tried hard to recall his city defense troops, but after almost half an hour, less than half of them came back, and the rest were either lost or mixed with other squadrons.

There were noisy crowds everywhere, and everyone could already see the dark army slowly coming from the south. The northern rebels also gathered near Beit Castle.

 No more waiting!

 Griffith handed Fiona over to the protection of Milo Squadron, who was in the best condition, and raised his halberd.

 “The whole army, attack the rebels in the north!”

He was the first to rush forward, and the other trainee knights also swarmed forward with their soldiers. There was no formation or sequence, and they howled and charged at the rebels in the North Camp.

 …

Baron Bate's castle finally saw the light of relief after being besieged for several days.

As soon as it dawned today, Sonia saw thousands of rebels gathering towards the castle. At first, she thought the enemy was finally going to attack, but soon Fiona's vague voice came from the echo crystal.

The reinforcements coming from the ferry direction defeated the rebels besieging the castle in one turn. Then, the reinforcements turned around and launched a charge towards the hesitant rebel north camp near the castle.

 The rebels surrounding the north and west have been in disarray.

Sonia saw a familiar figure from a distance. He was holding a halberd and wearing a fine breastplate and rushed to the front.

 It’s Griffith!

  The rebels who gathered near the castle were all shaken. They all recognized this terrible knight who killed Mosmok in one turn and stripped off his armor.

 “The knight is here!”

The rebels under the castle let out earth-shattering shouts. Some people began to flee, while others shouted to stay and fight.

 Griffith, Lassalle, and Gérard rushed into the rebel ranks one after another. The chaotic squadron followed them.

 “Attack!”

 Murat and Nona jumped from the wall and joined the fight.

The rebels raised their shields and stood close together, like hedgehogs, pointing their long and short spears at the outside.

The Shutorals gathered together. They were all wearing heavy armor and holding halberds or swords and shields. They rushed towards the tight rebel formation before the city defenders arrived.

 “Break the formation!”

The Shutorals threw flying knives like raindrops, and the terrifying roars echoed densely. The rebels facing them saw the swords and sword shadows like falling stars coming towards them.

“Ah!” Amidst the screams one after another, the rebels fell like cabbages under hail. Many people had daggers in their faces, and eyeballs and splashing blood sprayed into the faces of others.

Before they could recover from the fright, Shutoral, who was wearing sharp armor, had already torn apart the human wall, causing a bloody storm among the flesh and blood.

 Griffith rushed into the core of the rebels and killed several brave leaders. The remaining people completely collapsed and fled in all directions, screaming like the rebels in the middle.

 …

The barony that was severely washed away by the floods is in a mess, with fallen trees and cankered farmland everywhere. The harvest must be dead this year.

 Fortunately, the castle in the baron's manor did not collapse. Although the rebels invaded the manor after everyone refused to defend the castle, they have been troubled by attacks these days and were unable to launch a full-scale attack.

All the magicians and Shutoral survived, and even the injured Lana and Kulala were able to get out of bed and walk around, happily joining the reinforcements outside the manor.

 “Rana!”

Griffith was careless and failed to watch Fiona. When the girl saw that her Shutoral was alive with beard and tail, she rushed directly into his arms. Fortunately, Sonia reacted quickly and stepped forward.

Hugged her.

“Sonia, it’s great to see you safe and sound,” Griffiths felt relieved after seeing Sonia safe with his own eyes.

“It’s so good to see you again.” Sonia covered her mouth and was about to cry with excitement. Similar dangerous things happened twice in a few months, and she almost doubted her life.

"You performed very well, Griffith." At this time, a young man wearing a mask walked up. He was wearing the uniform of Homemon Watts. His voice and body shape sounded like Isius, but his temperament

But completely different.

“Your Majesty, Viscount,” Griffiths bowed respectfully, “what happened?”

“I’m infected and I’m not acclimated to the climate. I need to see a doctor after I return to Beyeland.” Isius shook his head. “After such a big change, it’s not surprising that he has grown a little~”

 You call this growing up? I feel like my temperament has aged almost thirty years and I have completely changed. Griffith stared at the Viscount strangely and warily, feeling that there was something indescribable.

 It’s just that we don’t have time to study this now. Lance’s main force will arrive soon, and everyone is not out of danger yet.

 …

  At 11:10 am on March 23, although the Fiona battle group had rescued the noble children, the situation was still critical.

The mage who commanded the middle of the rebel army took some of his men and fled to the main rebel force in Reims. Their combined forces had arrived at the Plachin low hill south of the ferry. The number of them seemed to be very large.

The city defense troops were handed over to their local officers to assemble and organize. All the students of Shutoral and Homemonworth gathered together to discuss the next plan.

"Our team is in complete chaos. Only the squadrons of Milhaud and Warren Haydon are in better condition," Lassalle said with some helplessness. His first squadron was in chaos during the charge, and now less than one-third of it has been restored.

1. "Each squadron is mixed with people from other squadrons, making it difficult to execute complex orders. We also have no power to stop the rebels from occupying nearby positions."

Isius pointed in the direction of Plachen Hill: "I saw a lot of rebels gathered there, and they looked well-trained. They will attack the ferry directly, right?"

Anyone with eyes can see clearly that the low hills and villages to the southwest of the ferry are very critical positions. Only by holding on there can the Boulogne ferry safely withdraw everyone to the east bank.

However, Lance's main force came very quickly, and there were already a tidal wave of figures on the river bank. They took advantage of the opportunity for the Shutorals to relieve the siege of the castle, and easily captured it, and their troops were directed at the escaping people.

The only exit.

 If you are not careful, everyone will fall from a small encirclement into a large encirclement.

Lance's brigade made a rumbling roar and rolled towards this side. Just looking directly at an enemy twice their size, the city defenders felt like they were fighting between two groups.

"Let's fight too, shall we?" Sonia said with some guilt. Using a large-scale attack spell to kill fellow human enemies would probably cause many people present to have a psychological breakdown, let alone casting a spell on such a battlefield.

It is possible to fail and backfire on the caster.

Many students looked at the flat-bottomed boats at the ferry, their eyes filled with anticipation but kept silent.
To be continued...