Following Bodrick's death, the entire situation on the battlefield changed drastically.
Even though the Brittany fought bravely, the deaths of their vice-marshal and commander-in-chief greatly impacted the morale of the Brittany army. First, the serf infantry began to crumble, followed by the freedmen's army.
In the thick fog, the Sea God's Knights risked their lives to retrieve Duke Bodrick's body and the Sea God's Trident before retreating.
Many people noticed that Ikete Talon's corpse was missing, but they didn't think too much about it. With the deaths of two dukes, the Brittany army was on the verge of collapse.
At this moment, the command of the knight army was handed over to the Holy Grail, Sir Amanric. This brave and unparalleled knight assessed the situation on the battlefield and discovered that the Skaven Ratmen were regrouping. When the ratmen saw that the human army couldn't hold on any longer, their morale soared, especially the Skuri army.
The supreme Scourge Lord, Essex, appeared. No one knew if it was of its own accord or if it was forced to appear, but it raised the flag of the Skuri clan.
At the same time, the sound of bells and horns could be heard from afar.
A few kilometers away, the reinforcements of the Skaven Grinning clan arrived.
Tritas – Coward. Even among the Skaven Ratmen, it had the nickname of "Scum of the Rats". Its countless betrayals and betrayals had made it constantly prove that it was treacherous, cunning, and despicable. However, it had always succeeded time and time again.
The entire Grinning clan acknowledged that even a Ratman who was good at deceit wouldn't think of such a sinister strategy, let alone Tritas' various despicable tactics. In fact, its strategy and its famous good luck had created some legendary feats.
The most famous incident of Tritas Coward's rise was after the Battle of Hunchback Mountain. At that time, it was still a small fry under a Skaven warlord. The warlord saw that it was too weak and didn't think it was a threat, so he gave it the mushroom wine brewed by the green goblins as part of his spoils of war. He let it drink until it was dead drunk, and perhaps even wanted to take the opportunity to send it on its way.
Tritas Cowardly Tail pretended to accept. This treacherous Ratman spent about an hour, using the unique distillation technique of the Ratman to purify the mushroom wine, and then secretly fed it to the Night Goblin slaves. The high alcohol content of the mushroom wine would cause the Night Goblins to hallucinate and become crazy spinning killers. When the perfect time came, it let these Night Goblins serve the Skaven warlords who were in a meeting. Soon, under the influence of the alcohol, the entire meeting became a bloody slaughterhouse.
The leaders were dead, someone had to be the warlord. Tritas Coward Tail reluctantly accepted the mission.
This rascal was also a famous escape master among the Ratman clan. It had successfully escaped from countless battles. The mockers always said that Tritas would quickly roll up its tail and flee the battlefield when the enemy attacked or bombarded it. However, Tritas appeared again and again, leaving its destined to be forgotten to accomplish its legendary deeds elsewhere.
In the results of the meeting of the Council of Thirteen, the Graybeak clan should be the backup and backup of the Skuri clan.
However, Tritas – Cowardly Tail was as cunning as ever. In fact, if the Graybeak clan's army had joined the fray during the intense battle just now, they could have easily turned the situation around. Even if the commanders of both sides died or were severely injured, Tritas could still attack the Britanians in a spurt of energy and the Skaven Ratmen could have won the battle.
However, Tritas Coward was not that kind of person.
The Graybeak army only appeared, and they had no intention of coming to support.
The Ratman warlord's favorite saying was a famous saying that the Isin clan brought back from the Mud Basin and Aurora. "Retreat and turn, they are as swift as the wind; outflank them, they are as slow as the forest. Burn, kill, plunder, and invade like fire; when an ally is in trouble, they are as still as a mountain. "
Seeing that the Graybeak army had finally appeared but had no intention of coming to support, the Skuri army, which had begun to reorganize, became scattered again. The supreme Scourge Lord, Essex, was forced to appear.
"Hey!" A few Isin clan assassins saved the body of Eckart Talon. At this moment, the Skaven chief engineer was on the verge of death. Essex reached out and took Eckart Talon from the Isin assassins. The supreme Scourge Lord sighed. "No, the blessed of the Horned Rats. You can't die here yet."
With that, Essex reached out with his huge claw that was dripping with a deadly plague and swiped it across Eckart Talon's chest. A row of pustules and ulcers immediately grew on the fatal wound caused by Poseidon's trident. The wound inflamed and swelled, festering and twisting, but Eckart Talon's injuries actually stabilized.
On the Brittany side, Sir Amanric finally made up his mind after seeing the Graybeak army appear.
He ordered a retreat.
"Retreat? How? " Juan was now covered in blood. Half of the golden suns on his head had been chopped off. Duke Magritte shouted at Sir Amanric, "We can't retreat now! If we choose to retreat, the army will collapse! "
"I know." Amanric's face was hidden behind the helmet, and his emotionless voice came from within the cross-shaped helmet. "I don't need you to tell me what to do, Estalian. Are you telling me what to do?"
"Sir Amanric!" Juan was infuriated by these words. "Sir Theodoric has died in battle, and so has Sir Bodrick! Please don't say such shameful things at this time! "
"Then listen to my orders!" Amanric turned his head. "Pass down my orders. Gather the army! Prepare to retreat! "
"Sir, if we retreat now …" Juan was about to say something.
"Shut up, who said I'm retreating?" Amanric cursed. "Gather all your men. We'll retreat from the front!"
"What?" Juan was stunned.
Retreat from the front?
Amanric ignored him and drew his sword. "Raise the flag of the Holy Grail. Even if I have to step on it today, I'll step on the faces of the Skaven Ratmen!"
The golden flag of the Holy Grail was raised and pointed to the sky. The voices of the Holy Grail Knights rang out in unison. "For the Lady and the King, for the Brittany, charge!"
The Knights of the Holy Grail gathered together. They used themselves as the arrowhead, leading the remaining knights to launch the final charge.
The wind came from the north, and the flag fluttered in the wind. The remaining ten thousand Brittany and Estalian knights gathered under the flag of the Holy Grail. They quickly reorganized and charged towards the Skaven Army.
The horses' hooves were like thunder, and the spears were like trees in a forest.
The golden seal of the Holy Grail stimulated everyone's fighting spirit. Their depression and defeat were swept away. Every Breton and Estalian let out a final cry of hatred and followed the footsteps of the Holy Grail Knights.
"What? The hairless knights, they're charging towards us! "
"Nono, skaven, diedie ~"
"Rat, it's over! It's over!"
The Skaven Army was in chaos. The Brittany's desperate counterattack came so quickly.
The supreme Scourge Lord, Essex, had a terrible expression. The four horns on its head twisted and turned. Bunker Hill had been injured in the battle with Sir Armanrick, and Essex had expended a lot of energy to save Ickart. If it went all out now, how was it going to deal with that baldy?
Essex hesitated. Sir Armanrick's Arrow Knights were like an arrow released from a bow. They broke through the vanguard of the Skaven Army and charged towards the core of the Ratmen army.
When the Scourge Lords saw this, they immediately decided to retreat. In the distance, the Graybeak Clan's army saw the Brittany's madness and quickly retreated.
We have to preserve the strength of the Graybeak Clan!
This retreat caused the Skaven Ratmen to retreat. Sir Armanrick unexpectedly led the Brittany to break through the encirclement. The Holy Grail Knights directly broke through the Skaven Army!
"Rat! Rat! Rat! " Facing the crazy knights, several squads of Ratmen were sent out. They lined up, turned their bearings, and prepared to fire.
"For the Lady!" Sir Armanrick took the lead. The divine light of the Lake God enveloped his entire body. He raised his knight's sword high in the sky. The dazzling light caused the squads of Ratmen to involuntarily cover their eyes.
"For the Lady!" The Holy Grail Knights shouted in unison, each of them releasing a dazzling light.
The squads of Ratmen were dazzled by the light. More importantly, due to being too nervous, most of the Ratmen were stuck.
"Fire!" Juan and the Knights of Estalia seized the opportunity and took their muskets from their waists. Grand Tutor Enzo Moretti's hoarse voice rang out.
White eyes filled the sky. The Skaven Army was utterly defeated under the attack.
The squads of Ratmen were completely annihilated!
The Poison Wind Mortar Squad was completely annihilated!
The Dimension Stone Claw Lightning Cannon was completely annihilated!
In the end, Sir Armanrick even led the Holy Grail Knights to charge into the Skaven Ratmen's camp. They burned all the food reserves of the Skaven Clan to ashes. Juan and the Knights of Estalia even used grenades and gunpowder barrels to blow up a few spare Wheels of Destruction into the sky.
Then, Sir Armanrick ordered the army to retreat towards Bordero. At this time, the Skaven Clan was powerless to pursue and could only let the Brittany leave.
The Battle of Aquitaine thus came to an end.
It was worth mentioning that Triton Coward's army finally entered the battlefield nearly twenty minutes after the last Brittany cannon was carried by the horses and disappeared over the horizon.
"I'm sorry, Lord Calamity Lord. The Li-Zui clan really wanted to help you. Yes ~ yes ~ but the timing wasn't right. We were just enjoying our bento, bento, so we came late. Please forgive us, forgive us, my lord!"
"Crawl!" Essex's furious voice came. If it wasn't for the fact that the Graybeak Army was needed to attack Jean City, it would have killed Triton Coward right now!
… I'm the simplest of foul-mouthed, the most extreme of enjoyment …
At this moment, on the banks of the Grismori River, Laing was leading the 30000 main force of the Old Guard, the Royal Army of Muxilon, and the Brittany Northern Knights and nobles who had just assembled on the way to Jean City.
Laing's original intention was to let Emilia stay in Muxilon, but the Empire's Countess insisted on coming. The little maid extorted a set of full-body rune plate armor from Laing, so Laing could only let her do as she pleased.
Morgiana, the witch of the Lake Goddess, rode beside Laing on her unicorn Hillfaen. She frowned at Emilia from time to time, but she didn't say anything.
Due to the urgent situation, Laun, François, Berchemund, and the others who were in the administration of Cullona had all come. Almost all the marshals such as Bertrand, Rokossovsky, and Davu had also arrived. The reinforcements were outstanding, and everyone believed that as long as they could arrive in time, they would be able to wipe out the Skaven Ratmen.
But the problem was, could they make it in time?
Laing had a bad feeling. It couldn't be helped. Brittany's land was huge, and most of the main forces of the Royal Army and the Royal Army had been transferred to Cullona to maintain law and order and prevent possible riots due to the previous religious issues.
Even Devonshire and the Twilight sisters were in the army, and Aleil's vanguard followed behind the Royal Army.
"Father, you don't look well?" The youngest son said to Laing as he followed.
"I have a bad feeling about this." Laing looked at the sky of the Old World. With the Wind of Chaos increasing in intensity, it was difficult to see a cloudless sky that stretched as far as the eye could see. Red and green, colorful patterns that resembled auroras, dark clouds that resembled the shapes of demons and human faces, and howls and lightning that appeared from time to time.
"Father, Sister Nestra and Sister Alohan said that they can let the eagles carry me directly to Gien City," Devonshire said. "It'll be faster."
"Why, can't I do it?" Laing asked casually. "Must it be you?"
"You'll scare the eagles. You're too bright, Father." Devonshire shrugged. "The sun gives us warmth, but if we get too close, we'll be burned to ashes."
"Hmph!" Laing snorted. Just as he was about to say something, a ranger appeared on the other side of the horizon. The messenger was already sweating profusely. He immediately knelt before Laing. "Your Majesty! There's a battle report! Duke Bodrick, Duke Theodoric, and Duke Juan led an army to fight the Skaven Ratmen above Aquitaine. "
"What's the result of the battle?" Laing asked anxiously, his eyes wide.
"This …"
"Bastard, did they win or lose? You don't even know this? " The Brittany marshals on the side were all angry. François was rarely angry. The chief cabinet minister scolded, "Useless piece of trash, hurry up and say it. Did they win or lose?"
"This … I'm sorry, Your Excellency, but I can't be sure if they won or lost," the messenger said hesitantly. He kowtowed and begged for mercy.
"Could it be a draw?" Berchemund asked in a low voice.
"N-not really, right?" The messenger really couldn't say.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
It wasn't a win, it wasn't a loss, and it wasn't even a draw? What kind of battle was this?
"Give me the battle report!" Laing immediately took the battle report from the messenger. Knight King looked at it and couldn't help but sigh.
His admiral had died in battle.
Duke Bodrick and Duke Theodoric died one after another. They didn't complete their mission to intercept or obstruct the Skaven Army. About 20000 Brittany soldiers who participated in the battle, a total of 12000 people broke out of the encirclement and retreated to Bordero.
From this point of view, Brittany couldn't be considered a victory.
However, the Skaven Ratmen also suffered heavy losses. The Skaven Army lost more than 60000 Ratmen corpses in Aquitaine. Not only did more than half of the Skaven Army die, but they also lost a large number of elites and war machines. Sir Amanric burned all of the Ratmen's food reserves, and Juan blew up the Skaven Army's war machine warehouse and dimensional stone warehouse. The Skaven Family not only lost dozens of carefully cultivated warlocks, captains, and warlords in this battle, but also almost lost Ickert Talon. Although the chief warlock didn't die, he was half crippled.
From this point of view, Brittany couldn't be considered a loss.
A draw? Obviously not. After a short period of reorganization, the Skaven Ratmen continued to move towards Jean City!
Leon informed everyone of the battle report and could only sigh. Many of the knights and nobles who were on good terms with Duke Bodrick couldn't help but burst into tears. Even Devonshire used his sleeves to wipe away the tears at the corners of his eyes.
Laing closed his eyes and said, "Continue to march. Jean City will be the burial ground of the Skaven Ratmen."
"Yes!"
The Ratmen were coming!
At this moment, as Leon's earliest territory, Baron Jean's territory was already in chaos. The people here hadn't experienced war for more than ten or twenty years. Panic was spreading in the territory. Many merchants and freedmen packed up their things and planned to escape, but even more people planned to stay and protect their homes.
As a big noble who stayed behind, Count Devonshire, Hex, took over the role of general. Hex knew that he couldn't stop the Skaven army with the few people he had. So, not only did he order martial law, but he also prepared to defend the city and the castle.
At the same time, Redfish Village was also in chaos. Many people rushed to put their belongings on carts and carriages to escape, but most people chose to stay. They gathered in front of Angelang's manor. They believed in their knight.
The last knight.
The World Eater gene prototype. The simple old farmer, Angelang, was sitting in his bedroom. He shook his head and sighed.
"I just want to farm properly. Why? Why can't I escape from war even in this place?"
Why do all kinds of troubles always come to me?
Why … Why do they always force me to do this? "
The wooden floor was pried open and lifted. There was a long, large iron box inside. It was sealed with chains.
Angelang opened the iron box. There was a big black sword inside. It was two meters long, and the blade was serrated. It was branded with ancient runes that were older than human history.
"D * mn rats. D * mn Khorne. You are all forcing me to do this, aren't you?" Angelang pulled out the big sword and said, "You can't even let me farm in peace?"
"Then don't blame me."
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