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On the battlefield, morale was a kind of mysterious existence. It really affected the situation of the entire battlefield. This kind of thing was controllable and could be improved through training, accumulation of experience, and the personal aura of a general.
However, morale was also uncontrollable, especially when the battle was intense. Any small action could completely collapse morale.
Therefore, Laing had emphasized many times in previous battles that 'the mountains cannot be moved'.
The female Tsar Katarina did not expect that her actions had changed the entire army.
At the same time, she did not expect that Marshal Fedosov's legion had already done their best for this. Dagnipper could not be regarded as a military fortress at all. This place that could barely be regarded as a small town had many loopholes. The city wall itself was made of stone. As long as those damn barbarians used the Chaos Cannon to blow up the lower layer, the city wall would disintegrate under the effect of gravity. Only the river on the right side formed a partial barrier, and the city wall itself was not very high. The top was still made of wooden battlements, shooting ports, and wooden ladders.
Marshal Fedosov's legion had put all their energy into building a defensive line since they entered the town. He knew that he was the one who would be sacrificed. He only had 10,000 people in his hands, but to face the Nurgle army of 50,000, the only thing he could do was to stall for as long as possible.
Since Marshal Konev's assault in the morning, the Nurgle army had also begun to attack. Fortunately, the Nurgle army was slow, and the intensity of the battle was not high. At first, Fedosov's troops could still hold on.
But they were very wrong. In fact, the champion of the Nurgle army, Festus, was different from most of the Nurgle army who only knew how to fight. This guy was very cunning and despicable because he had been instilled with too much knowledge by his loving father, Fat Grandpa Nurgle. More than ten hours ago, he had already sent 10,000 people and a small number of Nurgle army to cross the Linsk River under the cover of night.
The attention of Kislöw's army was all on Perdition's army, no one was paying attention to Nurgle's army.
Therefore, the low pressure faced by the Fedosov Legion at the beginning was just an illusion. This illusion made Mrs. Kiesler fall into a trap. When noon passed, a Nurgle Legion suddenly appeared behind Dagniper and attacked from both sides, the army that was still struggling to support collapsed instantly.
Marshal Fedosov personally went to the front line to supervise the battle and tried to salvage the situation, but unfortunately, he was hit by the plague scythe used by the champion of Nurgle, Demichelis. He was knocked to the ground on the spot and could no longer stand up, almost causing the army to lose its commander. In the end, Fedosov seized the opportunity before he died to hand over the command to General Apanasenko and ordered the army to retreat.
Although the movement speed of the Nurgle army was indeed not fast, once the army retreated when facing the enemy, as long as the elite level was slightly weaker, they would only face defeat. In fact, when General Apanasenko led the remnants of the army to Zedevka town, only a few hundred soldiers were left of the 10,000-strong army.
It was impossible to stop the Nurgle Legion that was about to attack.
And at this time, the army on the front line of Kislöw finally faced a total collapse. With the retreat of the female Tsar, the Konev, Zaev, and Rokossovsky forces that persisted were defeated like dogs with broken bones.
"Our army is defeated! Our army is defeated! "
"The female Tsar has abandoned us!"
"The battle has failed!"
The rumors spread wildly, and the soldiers had reached their physical and mental limits. When they heard the news, they collapsed instantly. The battlefield was full of Kislöw soldiers fleeing in all directions.
"What are you doing? What are you all doing? You are not a bunch of frightened rabbits! " Marshal Konev roared crazily. He stood in the middle of the defeated army and stepped on Prince Sigwald's flag. The champion of the Chosen of Sin threw away the flag in order to escape, but now Marshal Konev could only look at both sides. His army was collapsing and heading towards destruction. The marshal's heart felt like it was being stabbed by a knife. He opened his arms and shouted in the middle of the road: "You are soldiers! Remember, you are soldiers! "
"Nikolai! What are you doing, you are a Major General! " Konev then found that the general he appointed was also running for his life, but the general obviously didn't hear him. The battlefield was too noisy, and the group of perverts desperately released noises in an attempt to break Mrs. Kisler's will.
"Soldiers, gather, don't give up!" Konev was still trying in vain: "The Nosika people came too late, the Sin Legion has been defeated by us! Don't you understand that we only need one charge to defeat the Sin Legion? The Sin Legion has already failed, where is your belief? "
It was useless, his legion had already collapsed. The marshal looked at the soldiers around him who were frantically fleeing and closed his eyes in despair. He noticed that the casualties had exceeded 25,000 people. The Sin Legion, which was supported by Sigwald and the Demon Prince Azazel, was recovering. There was no turning back.
There was no longer any possibility of turning defeat into victory. The marshal took out an exquisite handgun from his bosom and laughed loudly. Two streams of tears flowed down his face. The marshal untied the reins of the giant bear and signaled for it to run away quickly. Then, he raised the handgun and pressed it against his chin. "It's over. Everything about Kislev is over. I've fought until the last breath of my life."
"Bang!"
On the other side, Rokossovsky was also roaring among the soldiers. He pulled the sleeve of a Karim guard and shouted at the guard of Tsar, "Forward! Forward! "
The Karim guard had an ashamed expression on his face, but he did not give up on escaping. He flung Rokossovsky away. The marshal shouted angrily: "Fight with me! Don't give up, fight with me! "
It was useless, the army was collapsing. Rokossovsky noticed that two more Karim guards were escaping. He was so angry that his whole face turned red: "Mrs. Kiesler! Fight with me, are you Essun's children? "
"Are you Tsar's guards? Are you the glorious Karim guards and Kesa warriors? Fight with me! " Rokossovsky called for the soldiers to return to their positions: "Hold on a little longer, we will be able to defeat the enemy! Don't you recognize me? I am Konstantin Konstantinovich Rokossovsky! Bear Cavalry Marshal! "
"Konstantinovich!" At this moment, Marshal Romanov of the Gryphon Legion rushed over from afar. He handed the Gryphon Legion's flag to Rokossovski and said, "Get on your horse and use this! Gather all the soldiers you can and fight our way out! Quick!!! "
"No! If we fail here, Kislöw will be finished! "The Bear Cavalry Marshal shouted crazily. There were tears in his eyes:" This is unacceptable! Even if we can escape, Kislöw will not be able to stop Chaos! "
"Run! Go to Örengrád! There are still some decent troops there, quick! Bring the news over, there is not much time left! " Romanov stuffed the Griffin Legion's flag and the reins of his horse into Rokossovsky's hands: "My guards and I will buy time for you!"
Örengrád? Rokossovsky suddenly remembered. That's right, Kislöw still had an elite troop that did not participate in this battle!
Kislöw's Marshal Kuznetsov's three thousand Red Sea Army!
Rokossovsky no longer hesitated. He immediately got on his horse and raised the Griffin Legion's flag: "Soldiers, follow me and fight our way out!"
The legendary flag of the Gryphon Legion fluttered in the air, symbolizing Kislev's final glory. When the cavalry saw this legendary flag, they finally regained some of their morale and attempted to regroup under this flag.
Rokossovsky gathered a troop of Bear Cavalry, eight hundred winged cavalry, and four thousand Ugor archers and forced their way out of the battlefield. The Norsk Raiders' attention was focused on the Kislöw infantry that were fleeing in all directions. They were not in a hurry to chase after them, and Marshal Romanov and his guards were swallowed by the Chaos.
The battlefield had turned into a slaughterhouse. Facing the crumbling Mrs. Kiesler, the Barbarians would not give them any chance. Supreme King Aislin broke out of the ice and personally commanded the raiders and the Barbarians to start a terrifying massacre. The Norsk Direwolf War Chariots swept across the battlefield, harvesting Mrs. Kiesler's life. He also personally led the Chaos Steel Bull Cavalry to charge around.
On the hillside covered in blood and corpses, the beautiful Prince Sigwald happily held his middle and ring fingers in his palms and put his hands beside his ears. He twisted his body and began his performance.
"Pervert, pervert, pervert!"
"Pervert, pervert, pervert, pervert!"
"This is Sigwald, the Prince of Joy!"
"Pervert, pervert, remember to love pervert today!"
"Clap, clap, clap!" The Demon Prince Azazel laughed wildly and clapped his hands. When he was done laughing, he pointed at the scene of Madam Kisler's defeat and laughed sinisterly. "Master's adopted son, have you ever seen a race with 50,000 people?"
"Of course! Pass down my order! Advance! " Prince Sigwald stroked his golden hair and said proudly as if his defeat did not exist. "Chaos Knights, follow me. We only have one goal. Today, I will capture that female Tsar and bring her back to my palace!"
"Advance! For pervert, for the great Prince Sigwald!" The Chaos Knights moved out, and their target was Tsar's army that was on the verge of collapse.
At this time, Tsar's army was in a mess. Katarina and the Ice Witches tried to salvage the situation. She sent all the remaining winged cavalry to Lieutenant General Vlasov and asked him to stop the barbarians in an attempt to buy time.
However, the army was defeated. The army that originally had thousands of soldiers was soon reduced to less than two thousand. The barbarians were rushing in from two directions, and the army was in a mess. At this time, a loud shout came from afar.
"Lieutenant General Vlasov has betrayed us! He and his winged cavalry have surrendered to the Noskas! "
Katarina could not believe that she had heard this news. However, a second news came immediately.
"The Konev army has been defeated! The Zaev army has been defeated! Rokossovsky has been defeated and fled! "
Stars appeared in front of her eyes, and Katarina almost fainted. She almost fell off the sled and barely held onto the railing.
At this time, a group of Pervert Knights was already rushing towards Tsar under the lead of Prince Sigwald. On the other side, Aslin's Chaos Steel Bull Cavalry and two to three thousand Noskas' riders were also approaching rapidly!
Apart from that, a large group of Army of Chaos was also rushing over. The Noskas' barbarians were following behind various giant beasts and war elephants. The soldiers of the Pervert Army also appeared from afar. What was worse was that a series of green dots appeared on the horizon in the east. That was the Nurgle Army!
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, you must leave immediately! Your Majesty! " The Ice Witches' second Archmage Vanessa's blue robe was torn and bleeding. She ran to the side of the sled and shouted.
"No! If I die, I will die on the battlefield, with my people and my soldiers! "The Tsarina was resolute in her opposition.
"I beg you, Your Majesty!" Vanessa pointed into the distance. "You can't fall into the hands of Chaos! Kislöw needs you. This kingdom can't do without you! "
Katarina looked in the direction Vanessa pointed, and a deep chill seeped into her body.
One of the Ice Witches was caught by the Perverted Demon. The Perverted Demon spat out a long appendage that looked like both a tongue and a claw from its mouth. It then flung the appendage into the Ice Witch's skull as she screamed in despair and trembled in fear. After that, the Perverted Demon sucked the Ice Witch's brain like a straw and threw the corpse aside. Immediately, a group of low-level demons and Perverted Demon's followers came forward to feast on it. Blood and minced meat splattered everywhere.
Katarina was frightened. She could no longer say that she wanted to die here.
"Your Majesty, we have failed!" Vanessa shouted. She took out a dagger from her sleeve and stabbed it into the reindeer's butt. The reindeer cried out in pain and quickly ran away with Katarina and her sled.
"Get on the horses! You guys retreat too! " Vanessa then summoned an ice wall to block the road and signaled for the remaining Frost Guards and Poillé nobles to run for their lives. Most of the Karim Guards, Kesa Warriors, and Snipers stayed behind to buy time for Tsar to escape.
On the other side, the Supreme King of Noska, Aislin, was leading more than three thousand Knights to chase after Tsar. At this moment, a group of about thirty Winged Knights suddenly appeared from the side. The leader was the Grand Marshal of Kislöw, Dimitri Zaev. He raised his scimitar at Aislin and roared, "Fake King of Noska, I am the Grand Marshal of Kislöw, Dimitri Zaev! If you have the guts, bring your people here. We will fight you for the championship! "
"Follow them! Follow me and kill all these Southerners with bird feathers behind their backs! " The champion duel was the only rule the barbarians had to abide by. Aslin was enraged. Noska Supreme King gave up on pursuing the Tsar himself. He sent two thousand cavalry to continue the chase, leading the remaining one thousand Chaos Steel Bulls and Noska Marauders to chase after Grand Marshal Zaev.
Twenty minutes later, on the south bank of the Torso River.
"Grand Marshal, the Torso River is in front of us. The opposite bank is filled with the Army of Chaos!" The Winged Knights realized that they had nowhere to go. In front of them was the Army of Chaos, behind them was the Army of Chaos, and on their left was the Army of Chaos. Only the right side had no enemies, but they would be caught if they turned.
"Stop! Turn around! "Zaev closed his eyes. Grand Marshal Kislöw signaled for the Winged Knights to turn around.
The remaining thirty Winged Knights were mostly injured. Everyone knew that they couldn't escape, but they didn't show any fear, nor did they waver. They didn't even show any anger. There was only indifference and determination in their eyes.
They were the spear of the kingdom, and also the shield of the kingdom. They were born to protect the Frost Kingdom.
This surprised Aislin who was rushing over. Supreme King Noska suddenly raised the runic greatsword in his hand and signaled for all the Winged Knights to stop. "Eh? These Southerners might not be as weak as we thought. "
The two sides looked at each other from a distance of seventy meters.
In the distance, there was a massacre on the battlefield. Hundreds of smoke and flames rose into the sky.
"Winged Knights! Line up! " Zaev gave the order. The thirty Winged Knights lined up in a neat row. Their neat formation showed their determination.
"Your Majesty, these Southerners seem to want to use these thirty Winged Knights to fight us!" The Champion of Tyranny, Fanot Bainhasar, understood the intentions of the Winged Knights and said to Aislin.
"These Southerners have quite the honor and courage." Aislin's giant bull horn helmet spewed out white mist. The Chosen One of the Four Gods of Chaos nodded slightly. "Worthy of recognition."
"Brothers! Drink all the vodka you have. Don't leave a single drop for these Chaos bastards! " Zaev took out a bottle of vodka from his pocket and gulped it down in one gulp.
All the Winged Knights did the same. They drank the rest of the vodka and smashed the bottle on the ground, smashing it into pieces.
"Sons of Kislöw, listen to my orders. For Kislöw, for Essun, for the female Tsar, for Katarín!" Grand Marshal Zaev was the first to pull on the reins and slap the belly of his warhorse. "Advance! Ula! "
"Hurrah!!!" Everyone shouted in unison.
The thirty Winged Knights charged towards the thousand Winged Knights. They didn't have many people, but their momentum was greater than that of an army of thousands.
"Everyone! Charge! For the Noska Mountains! For Chaos!!! " Aislin also ordered all the knights to attack. The Noskas raised their spears and spun their axes in the air, praising the Four Gods of Chaos madly. They were like a landslide.
The knights charged, steel clashed, spears pierced, scimitars slashed, and axes smashed.
The two sides clashed. More than fifty Barbarians fell, while only five Winged Knights remained.
The Winged Knights turned their horses around. No one ran or wavered. There was only coldness and determination on their faces.
"Advance! Sons of Kislöw! "Grand Marshal Zaev didn't say anything else.
"Charge!" The Supreme King Aislin didn't say much either. Thirty against a thousand, the Southerners had already proven their courage and glory. Aislin suddenly felt very regretful deep in her heart. Occasionally, there would be such people with backbone among the Southerners. They just took the wrong path and didn't embrace the true civilization and choose the right god to serve.
"Ula!!!" The five winged cavalrymen charged at the Northka cavalrymen again. Their fearless performance made many of the Northka cavalrymen put their fists on their chests to show their respect.
Grand Marshal Zaev looked at the land one last time.
The Winged Knights had pointed helmets and beautiful wings on their backs. Kislöw's flag fluttered high in the air. The black land, the snow-capped mountains, the scene of swords waving and horses galloping, and the deafening shouts of "Ula".
In order to protect their homeland and their kingdom, the Winged Knights were formed and sent to the battlefield to resist the tide of destruction in the North. That was the goal and wish of generations of Noskas who sacrificed their lives for.
The Winged Knights didn't receive much pay and didn't receive many benefits. Most of the time, they had to work as mercenaries to ensure their income, horses, and weapons. However, none of them had any regrets. In the face of the eternal threat of the most terrifying enemy, there would always be people who would stand up and sacrifice. There would always be people who would work hard for no return. It was this spirit passed down from generation to generation that supported the humans in this dark and hopeless world. It was the only light that illuminated everyone.
Frowning eyebrows, gaping mouth, high cheekbones, deep-set eyes, burning gaze, sadness and passion, bloodthirst and tenderness, Grand Marshal Zaev once again let out a final roar.
"Ula Lalala!!!"
A minute later, the battle by the Torsol River ended.
"Pass down my orders!" Supreme King Warmir Aislin put away his weapon and said to his personal guards, "Find a place here and bury the armor and weapons of the Winged Knights! They are true warriors! "
"Yes!" The Barbarians all nodded. They decided to place the skulls of the Winged Knights in the most prominent position on their bodies to show their respect.
Then, on the battlefield, a huge massacre began.
The battle of Zedevka ended here. The Chaos army lost 38,000 people. Kislöw only had a portion of Rokossovsky's cavalry and a small portion of Katarina's Poillé nobles, ice witches, and ice guards who escaped from the battlefield. The remaining Kislöw soldiers were all slaughtered. The skulls of 50,000 people were piled up into a huge statue to display the might and glory of the Chaos army.
Under the light of dusk, the pursuit of the female Tsar continued. The beautiful Prince Sigwald personally led 1000 Chaos Knights and 2000 Barbarian Marauder riders to pursue the female Tsar's sled.
"Capture the female Tsar alive! Reward her with a godly weapon! Promote her to the Chaos Champion! "
"Capture the female Tsar alive! Capture the female Tsar alive! "
At the same time, the Chaos Gods laughed in satisfaction. They were very satisfied with the results of this battle and decided to reward themselves.
In addition to the 100,000 Chaos army that was heading south in the northern wastelands, the Barbarians who were eager for war continuously rushed over from the northern wastelands, Noska, and Kurgan. A new 50,000 Chaos army began to gather in the northern wastelands, preparing to head south.
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