Pariston, 3:30 a.m.

Standing atop the high platform, gazing at the distant battlefield, Qin Ze said expressionlessly:

"Ignore the cavalry fleeing to other places, only pursue the Goths who are fleeing along the main road."

“Let’s chase after them and clear the way for our departure from Pariston tomorrow.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the messenger who was waiting beside him responded and immediately rode off to relay the order.

Qin Ze put down the binoculars and turned to walk back. There was no need to pay too much attention to the battlefield situation at this moment.

Because now, the Goths have been completely defeated. Their cavalry had been scattered and fled in all directions an hour or two ago. Having suffered heavy casualties, they have completely lost their fighting spirit and become like stray dogs.

The Goths on the main position held out for a while longer, but about half an hour ago, it seemed that there were no more troops left to fight from the rear. In an instant, all their offensives stopped, and they abandoned their armor and weapons and fled for their lives, with no will to fight left.

It was obvious that after most of the night of fierce fighting, the Goths could no longer withstand the casualties and had no choice but to abandon their positions and flee in complete disarray.

But Qin Ze had no intention of letting these fleeing remnants escape so easily. The Gothic cavalry was weak and practically useless. Without the cover of the cavalry, how could the infantry escape so easily, especially at such a close distance?

Therefore, this battle is not yet over, and it is still necessary to further expand the results and eliminate as many enemy forces as possible.

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Meanwhile, on the other side, Saskia, leading the remaining troops in their retreat, was riding his warhorse and shouting incessantly:

"Charle!! Take your troops and intercept them! We have to stop these damn bastards!"

The officer whose name was called turned pale instantly. Before he could speak, Saski fired off a rapid-fire urging:

"Hurry! Can't you see they're in pursuit?! This can't go on. Damn it, is Phil already dead?!"

"Yes, sir!" Charles replied, his face pale, and immediately rode off to direct his troops to intercept the enemy.

Saski turned to look behind him. Although the enemy was still some distance away, his fear was clearly written all over his face.

How excited and thrilled they were at the beginning, how terrified and uneasy they are now as defeat comes.

He never imagined that he would lose so decisively with an entire army group. The enemy's strength was far beyond his imagination. In the few hours of fighting, although there was no time to count the casualties, Saski knew from watching the retreating troops that at least six or seven divisions had been wiped out.

No, that's not all. In the initial offensive, the artillery units of each division were basically deployed to the front line. However, with the collapse of the front line, the artillery units were reduced to less than one-tenth. In the current withdrawal, the remaining cumbersome and heavy artillery vehicles have been abandoned in large numbers.

Having lost these most lethal weapons, the army's combat effectiveness was severely damaged, making it difficult to even stop the enemy's pursuit.

The fleeing cavalry made the situation even worse, and Saski had reason to believe that Phil had already deserted and given the order for the cavalry to retreat before he had even given the order to do so.

This move undoubtedly worsened the situation, as the Yan Kingdom cavalry was relentlessly pursuing them from the flanks, causing heavy casualties to the retreating troops.

The sounds of gunfire rang out incessantly behind them, followed by endless screams. Saski's face grew paler and paler, and fine beads of sweat soaked his entire face.

Leo, who was closely following Saski, did the same. After glancing behind him and then looking around, he panted heavily and said:

"Sir, I'm afraid we won't be able to shake off the Yan people's pursuit."

“We withdrew too late, and our encampment was too close to the battlefield. The Yan Kingdom cavalry is flanking us from the side, and we may be overtaken soon.”

With a "plop," cold sweat dripped from his chin onto the horse's back. Upon hearing these words, Saski felt as if a stone was stuck in his throat. He turned his head with difficulty to look at Leo, and then looked back again.

Just as Leo said, the scene that came into view was that they were being shot at from behind, while on the north and south sides, the Yan Kingdom cavalry had formed two columns, closely following their own army and firing continuously at the fleeing soldiers.

Although the Yan people couldn't fire cannons during the pursuit, the bullets they fired were extremely dense, and every time a round of gunfire rang out, a group of people fell to the ground.

The sound of bullets kept ringing out; Saski had never seen such a terrible situation before.

"Then... what should we do?" Saski asked in a trembling voice, his tone thin and weak, completely different from his usual manner.

Looking at Saskia's bewildered, helpless, and fearful face, Leo couldn't help but sigh deeply.

Although this crushing defeat was inevitable, he still felt that the battle should not have turned out this way. If he had not underestimated the enemy before the battle and had proceeded steadily from the beginning, probing the enemy step by step and figuring out their strength and combat capabilities, then it would not have turned out like this, with even retreat becoming an insurmountable problem.

Compared to Dylan's battle with the Fifth Army against the Yan people in Enzos, today's crushing defeat is clearly a shameful disgrace.

Thinking of this, Leo couldn't help but shake his head with a self-deprecating smile and said to Saski:

"Sir, I think the Yan people are determined to pursue us to the end. We are still quite a distance from the next town, and there is no good terrain along the way for us to escape their pursuit. I also don't think we should retreat to the town. As you know, even we can't stop the Yan people. Taking them to the town will only make things worse."

"It will be dawn soon..."

At this point, Saski interrupted, "Stop talking nonsense and just tell me how we can get rid of their pursuit!"

“Let the remaining troops split up and go their separate ways. The Yan people might divide their forces to pursue them, or they might only pursue one or two routes. That might work,” Leo said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Saski said urgently:

"Split up?! What if they catch up with me..." Saski stopped mid-sentence, because Leo's face clearly showed a look of disdain.

"Damn it! What kind of look is that?!" Enraged, Saski's anger erupted once again.

Just as Leo was about to speak, his eyes dimmed instantly upon glancing at him.

"Looks like splitting up won't make it in time..."

"Bang bang bang!"

A barrage of gunfire came from the flanks, growing louder as the Yan cavalry charged forward on horseback, their eyes cold and sharp as they fired bullets from their muskets.