Chapter 458: Retreat!
"What's going on? Why is His Majesty asking us to withdraw our troops at this time?"
When the horn sounded, several earls who were still fighting with the Principality of Jean looked back.
"Never mind! Since His Majesty ordered the troops to be withdrawn by blowing the horn, he must have some plan! Let's retreat now!"
One of the earls spoke up immediately.
They only had more than 3,000 cavalrymen, and they had no chance of winning against more than 5,000 people from the Principality of Zeon and two peak gold knights. Their purpose was to delay time.
"Okay! Let's..."
"careful!"
"My Lord, be careful!"
Puff! Puff!
Several earls of the Duchy of Alban were planning to retreat, but they did not expect that someone would attack them from behind at the same time.
After a few puffs, two earls were pierced through the chest by a long sword, which went straight from the back to the front.
However, two earls were discovered and escaped the disaster.
The ones who plotted against them were the masters sent by the church to help them, the six golden knights!
"Retreat quickly! Be careful of those golden knights of the church! They have plotted against Count Rody and Count Marsa!"
In an instant, the entire elite knights of the Principality of Alban fell into chaos. Some of them saw the golden knights of the church killing people with their own eyes, so they rode their horses towards the camp, shouting to remind other teammates.
The last two earls of the Duchy of Alban who escaped the disaster no longer dared to stay and fled quickly under the protection of their guards.
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"Your Majesty, the church has taken action! What should we do now?"
The situation within the elite knights of the Principality of Alban shocked everyone in the Principality of Jean!
Those were two earls and two golden knights! They were killed just like that!
Moreover, they never expected that the first target of the church would be the Principality of Alban itself.
"Your Majesty, I think we should seize the opportunity to pursue them and defeat them in one fell swoop while they are retreating in chaos. By then, even if the church has any conspiracy, we will be able to deal with it calmly!"
"Yes! Your Majesty, this is a rare opportunity! As long as we launch an attack now, in less than ten minutes, the army of the Principality of Alban will no longer exist! Then the Principality of Alban will also become a thing of the past."
Many nobles felt that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity when they saw the fleeing soldiers of the Principality of Alban.
As long as they rush forward now, it will be like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and they will be able to defeat tens of thousands of people in the Principality of Alban in one fell swoop.
They were reluctant to give up such an opportunity, and it was Avery and Nemion who proposed this idea.
"Your Majesty, I think what just happened in the Principality of Alban is too strange, and they are withdrawing their troops in the middle of a battle. We'd better send someone back to ask if there is any emergency!"
The Lord of the North frowned and did not agree with the opinions of Nemio and the others. Ever since he heard what Gervis said about the church, the Lord of the North has been worried about the affairs of the church.
They were all on the battlefield at this time and didn't notice what was happening in the distance at all!
"Moreover, the Duchy of Alban has now lost two earls and suffered heavy losses. Even if we temporarily suspend the offensive, they will still be defeated!"
"Gust, I know you have a conflict with me and Count Nemio because of the Jones family, but at this time we are all fighting for the Principality of Jean!"
"If we attack the Principality of Alban one minute later, we will have to sacrifice hundreds or even thousands of soldiers. What is your intention?"
"Lord Avery is right. Besides, we have left behind 2,000 elite cavalry and 5,000 elite infantry. Even if something unexpected happens, there is enough time for us to deal with it!"
In the eyes of Avery and Nemio, it is impossible for the church to launch a comprehensive attack on the Principality of Jean and the Principality of Alban at the same time, because once it does so, the church will become the public enemy of the continent.
Moreover, there was a Principality of Xisis further south that blocked the Church's progress, so they both felt that Gust's report about Gervis was a bit exaggerated, and they did not take it seriously at all.
Hearing the quarrel among several people, King Lawrence also frowned.
In fact, he would rather follow the advice of Nemio and Avery. After all, he had been waiting for this day for more than ten years, and no one was more eager to take over the Duchy of Alban than him.
But as a king, he knew the horror of the church.
Anything related to the church, if not taken seriously, could very well lead to a disaster that could destroy a city or a country.
"We'll wait for five minutes. If no messenger comes from the platform after five minutes, we'll continue our attack!"
King Lawrence finally made a decision.
King Lawrence led a group of earls to join the war, and the eldest prince Derek had been killed, so there was no one who could really make the decision on the podium.
If an emergency really occurs, the sentry in charge of lookout will naturally rush over on horseback to deliver the message.
Just as King Lawrence finished his words, a loud horn suddenly sounded from behind the Principality of Jean!
Woo woo woo~
"What's going on! Who dares to blow the horn to retreat without your majesty's order?"
Several earls looked at each other in bewilderment. In a battle involving tens of thousands of people, only King Lawrence could order the entire army to withdraw.
But King Lawrence was right here with them, and even if there were any orders, the two soldiers blowing the horns beside the king would be responsible for them. At this moment, the sound of the horn came from the platform.
There is not even a count over there at the moment, so who gave the order?
In addition to the king and his men, the ordinary infantry and noble vassals on the front battlefield were also stunned.
At this time, they were frantically chasing after the deserters of the Principality of Alban. Victory was in sight, but they did not expect that the sound of a horn resounding through the battlefield would be heard from their side!
Everyone looked backwards, but because the distance was more than two miles, they couldn't see clearly what was happening behind them!
"retreat!"
"retreat!"
Although they were unwilling to do so, the military order was as strong as a mountain. Both the commander of the infantry corps and the vassal nobles ordered their men to retreat.
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"Viscount Gervis, you really can't blow the horn! If I dare to blow the horn without His Majesty's order, His Majesty will not only hang me, but also reduce my family to slavery!"
Gervis had been standing on the platform and watching the battlefield. However, due to the distance, he had no idea what was happening on the platform of the Principality of Alban.
However, Gervis had already discovered the cavalry team on the distant horizon that was raising dust and obscuring the sky.
Looking at the Principality of Zeon's troops still rushing towards the Principality of Alban, Gervis frowned.
He was sure that no matter who those cavalrymen in the distance were, they must be related to the church.
It would definitely not be a good thing if the Principality of Jean and the Principality of Alban continued to fight to the death at this time, and they would most likely be wiped out by the church.
So Gervis quickly climbed up the platform and found the soldier responsible for blowing the horn.
When the soldier heard Gervis' request, his face turned pale with fright and he refused to listen to him.
This battle involving tens of thousands of people is no joke, and any decision concerns the life and death of everyone.
"Did you see that cavalry on the distant horizon? There are at least tens of thousands of them! If we let them charge into the battlefield, everyone in our principality will surely die."
"Viscount Gervis, there are naturally messengers to report the situation over there to His Majesty. His Majesty also has people responsible for blowing the horn to convey orders. Please don't embarrass me!"
clang!
Seeing that the soldier who blew the horn remained indifferent, Gervis didn't have time to talk to him anymore. He simply drew his sword and put it on his neck.
"It will take at least several minutes for the message to reach the king, and by then there will be no time to arrange defenses!"
"I'm saying this one last time. Blow the horn immediately and have the army withdraw. If you don't do this, I'll kill you first!"
Gervis's mithril sword gleamed coldly in the sunlight, frightening the soldier so much that he trembled all over.
Then Gervis slightly increased the strength in his hand, and the sharp blade immediately cut the soldier's flesh, and the bright red blood flowed out from his neck along the blade.
"I blow! I blow! Viscount Gervis, I will do as you say now!"
Then the soldier quickly blew the huge horn placed on the wooden platform.
"I hope I can hold out! My noble life!"
Although the horn has been sounded, Gervis is still unsure. He is worried that even if the Principality of Jean is prepared, it will not be able to confront the church head-on!
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(End of this chapter)
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