Cheers, shouts, roars, and Ula's declaration of victory signaled the end of the surprise attack. As the head of the Supreme King of Northka, Valmier Aisling was raised high by the heavily injured Kalad, the last five thousand Northka people also met their end.
Aisling's personal guards, the Octagonal Star Guards, attempted to retrieve Aisling's body, but the rest of the Northka people had already begun to crumble. Everyone was scrambling to escape, and the entire camp was in chaos. After losing their morale, the fate of the Northka people was sealed. The Octagonal Star Guards were powerless and were eventually swallowed by the iron hooves of the knights.
After a short rest, the human and dwarf alliance launched their final attack. Marquis Turas personally led the Red Dragon Guards and the Coldstream Guards to rescue the heavily injured Kalad. Under the encirclement, only about 1300 Northka people managed to escape. The rest were all wiped out by the alliance.
The humans were simply too tired. Many of the Brittanians were so tired that they sat on the ground and couldn't move even after fighting for half a day. The elite infantry regiments were used to the warm climate of Brittania. Fighting in the cold of -20 to -30 degrees Celsius for such a long time really pushed their energy and stamina to the limit. Ordinary soldiers would have collapsed long ago.
"Lord Kalad? Lord Kalad, are you alright? " Turas held Kalad up and asked about his condition. The legendary hero of the Knight King was in a semi-conscious state. He was heavily injured. There were multiple sword and axe wounds on his chest, and his abdomen was pierced by Aisling's longsword. There were also wounds of different lengths on his shoulders, arms, and thighs. Some of the wounds were so deep that his bones could be seen. Two of his lungs were injured, and five of his ribs were broken. The plate armor made by the Dwarven Runemaster, Grimnir, had been shattered into countless pieces, revealing the blood-stained clothes underneath.
"I … have … won!" Kalad was barely able to sober up a little. He growled, "Did you see that, Ulles? I won, I defeated the Supreme King of Northka … "
Berliat rode over from afar. Ugor was so scared that his heart almost jumped out of his chest. He could not imagine how he would explain to Laing if Kalad died in battle. His political life would most likely end because of this!
"Fortunately, it's nothing serious." However, Duke Bodrick gave an answer that left all the Madams of Kisler dumbfounded. Duke Bordero, the Chosen Champion of the Sea God Mannen, took out the wood elves' superior medicine to stop Kalad's bleeding.
Rokossovsky and Kuznetsov, who had rushed over, thought that these injuries were enough to kill a normal person twice. How could it be nothing serious?
But that was the truth. Kalad's injuries were enough for a normal person to die twice, but for a Knight of the Holy Grail, they were heavy but not fatal.
After confirming the situation, everyone could finally celebrate. The earth-shattering cheers and shouts of joy formed a huge sound wave in the forest and snowfield.
"Ula!"
"Ula!!!"
"For the motherland! For the sake of Wu Sun, for the sake of all the dead soldiers, let us give three loud cheers! "
"Ula, Ula, Ula!"
"Great victory!"
Amidst the endless glory and cheers, the army announced their triumphant return. The 200,000 citizens of Örengrád held the warmest welcome ceremony for these human and dwarf heroes. Despite the lack of food, cloth, and other celebratory items, the citizens still tried their best to squeeze out some food from their rations. They made euler, brin, and hamburger steaks for every soldier who fought bloody battles, thanking the heroes for everything they had done to protect the city.
The results of the Bagration operation had greatly exceeded the expectations of the Brittany Reinforcement Command and Örengrád Hilaavik.
Originally, the lowest goal of this operation was to try to break the siege of Örengrád. The ideal goal was to open up several paths, and the highest goal was to force the Noska Mountain Army to retreat.
But now, with the death of Aislin and the victory in Grovard Forest, the Noska Mountain Army no longer existed.
Within a day, the humans and dwarves wiped out more than twenty-eight thousand Northka barbarians, destroyed more than twenty Chaos cannons, killed dozens of Chaos champions and Barbarian champions, and annihilated the Supreme King of Northka, Wamir Aislin, and his personal guards, as well as the Eight Pointed Chaos champions who had dominated the Northka Mountains for more than a hundred years.
The siege of Örengrád was broken, and the Noska Mountain Army in the southern part of the city also scattered after learning of Aislin's death. They scattered into the Shadow Forest in the northern part of the city and were no longer a threat to Örengrád.
Kalad was heavily injured and needed a long time to recuperate. Duke Bodrick took over the command, and this old duke and his son, Baron Fedmond, found Rokossovsky and the others to discuss the next step of the operation and the latest intelligence.
Ever since the success of the Bagration operation, no one doubted the outstanding talent and commanding ability of this marshal of the Bear Cavalry. Whether it was the Brittany or the dwarves, they all began to refer to him by his father's name, 'Marshal Konstantin Konstantinovich'. This proved that Rokossovsky's position in the army had greatly increased.
On the second day after the battle, the few of them sat together, and Duke Bodrick seriously analyzed the current situation.
The siege of Örengrád was completely broken, and the city was finally free from the threat of Chaos. However, the current situation was still not very good.
First of all, the scouts received news that a new army of 100,000 Chaos was coming south from the northern wastelands, and it was said that the reinforcements of the Pernicious Army who were stationed in Zedevka had all been replenished. Although Örengrád's victory was glorious, it still could not escape its temporary fate. The city could be surrounded again at any time.
Secondly, the exhaustion of the army was also a very serious problem. The Bagration operation completely defeated the Army of the Norska Mountains, which was a great victory, but launching two attacks in the cold environment at the same time made the Brittany army, which was not acclimatized to the environment, and the defenders of Kislöw, who had experienced an extremely long siege, reach their limits in terms of energy and physical strength. Many Brittany rested for an entire day without catching their breath. Many warhorses were lost in the long-distance ocean transportation and fighting in the cold. Even if they were fine, they would lose weight severely. Even Mrs. Kiesler was exhausted from the long and tragic war.
In the end, after a short discussion, everyone reached a consensus.
Their mission was over. Örengrád had used her sacrifice and strength to buy enough time for the old world. Their goal had been achieved.
It was time to seize this opportunity to retreat.
The 200,000 soldiers and civilians of the city would retreat to the Empire and Brittany with the help of the Poseidon Fleet, Nord's Claw Fleet, and the Marienburg Mercenary Fleet.
After this decision was made, Berliat suggested that he represented the Brittany Knight King to invite Örengrád's entire Shiravek Group, including all the troops of Kislöw that participated in the war, be it the Bear Cavalry, the Winged Cavalry, the Red Sea Army, or the militia that had been trained in the flames of war. As a sincere friend of Kislöw, the Brittany had reason to accept and properly settle these brave warriors who defended the old world.
Rokossovsky suddenly realized something and immediately rejected it. "No, our first choice is still to retreat to the Empire."
"Yes, retreat to the Empire. That's right." Berliat's face revealed an ambiguous expression. The Chief Commissar smiled and said, "Perhaps you can go to Becafen and seek refuge with Her Majesty Katarina? She will definitely be overjoyed by your loyalty. My Marshal Const Dante? Are you really not going to consider my sincerity? "
Luo Shuai's expression changed drastically. He suddenly realized that the joy of victory made him forget to think about many questions!
Who the hell were these people?
Local warlords? Separatist regimes? Or was it … a traitor? Or even … another central government?
Luo Shuai understood Tsar. She would not tolerate anything other than the first choice. Even if she acquiesced to the local Poillé except for the three cities, it was because the situation forced her to.
But the current situation was that the last remaining troops of Kislöw were almost all here! As the supreme ruler of Kislöw, could she tolerate the army being out of her control?
Don't forget, Rokossovsky was still on death row!
"Due to the agreement, the Empire will not recognize you. Whether it is the court of Emperor Karl-franz or the ancestral castle of King Geisel of Nord, there is no place for you to stay." Berliat continued to persuade him. "As long as Katarina gives the order, you soldiers who used your lives and flesh to resist the Chaos will have to return to Tsar's command. Guess, how will she arrange for you and your army?"
"You planned all of this a long time ago, right? Berliat? " Rokossovsky wanted to refute, but he could hear the paleness and helplessness in his voice. "It doesn't matter if I die, but the people of Örengrád are innocent. The soldiers who fought in the bloody battle are innocent. Even if I die, I will protect them!"
"You don't have to die. Brittany will provide you with a place to live and political asylum. We have no agreement with Kislöw. As long as His Majesty Laing gives the order, Tsar will have to agree. I promise you, you will be able to live in Brittany, get bread, vodka, and stewed beef with potatoes." Berliat smiled like a demon. He patted Luo Shuai's shoulder. "Think about it? Dear Marshal Konstantin, you don't have to make a decision now. I'll give you half a day because I have other things to do. "
"What things?" Rokossovsky asked subconsciously. He felt a chill all over his body. The marshal of the Bear Cavalry would rather face Chaos on the battlefield than deal with a senior bureaucrat like Berliat who was full of eccentricity. Furthermore, he was a guy from the Cheka.
"I want to arrange for the relocation of the Kirov factory." Berliat said gloomily. "The factory's equipment is not easy to dismantle, and the transportation of the gunpowder is more troublesome."
"Chief Kalashnikov agreed to relocate the Kirov factory to Brittany?" The marshal's head was smashed by the second Psychic Blast.
"I gave them a … or His Majesty Laing gave them an offer that they couldn't refuse." Berliat said with a fake smile. "Then I'll go out first?"
"No need. I've decided that we can retreat to Brittany." Luo Shuai had the decisiveness of a soldier. He immediately said, "But you have to give a promise! Take care of these soldiers who have sacrificed everything to protect their country. "
"I can promise."
Örengrád made use of the precious time gained by Operation Bagration to retreat on a large scale. Everything of value in the city was taken away, leaving behind an empty city for the Barbarians.
"… I'm an offer that I can't refuse …"
A few days after the success of Operation Bagration, at the end of January, 2515 of the Empire calendar.
The Brittany Knights encountered an army of 50,000 Orcs near Bergen Castle.
This wasn't an Orc tactic, but the Drakwald Supreme Beast King Glaktar was helpless. If the Orcs didn't stop the Knights, they would soon reach Mildenheim. There were fewer forests near White Wolf City, and it was a large Human settlement. It was also the territory of the White Wolves led by Boris Todbringer. To prevent the Knights from converging with Mildenheim's army, the Orcs had to launch a decisive battle.
There was a good opportunity for Lord Ryan to divide his forces. After the vanguard army met up with the Empire's army, they advanced quickly due to the logistical support. The main army of the Knights advanced at a steady pace under Lord Ryan's command. This army consisted of only 28,000 Orcs. Supreme Beast King Graktar ignored the objections of the other Legendary Beast King, One-Eyed Kazak. He gathered a portion of the Orc army in the Drakoward Forest and decided to have a decisive battle with the Knights with their superior numbers.
When both sides prepared for the decisive battle on the main road of Mildenheim, Laing rode on the ferocious Gryphon Impris. He looked at the dense Orc army in the distance and sneered.
"There are many enemies, at least 50,000 of them," Regent Lauen said to the Knight King, "Your Majesty, they have the advantage in numbers."
"Ha, in my opinion, they're like chickens and dogs!" Laing laughed.
"That huge Orc warlord sitting on the Razorback War Chariot should be the legendary Drakwald Supreme Beast King Glaktar," Teresa, who was wearing an icy blue Magician's robe and a black skintight leather jacket, said to Laing.
"I think this Supreme Beast King is selling his head and ears!" Laing raised his Mjolnir and said, "Knights! Knights of the Lady! Brave warriors of Brittany! "
"Oh, oh, oh, oh! For the King! For the Lady! For Brittany! " Thousands of Knights let out a deafening roar. The 30 Holy Grail Knights lined up in a row and prepared to charge.
The Orc army had just started fighting with the Knights when they suffered a terrible defeat. Morgiana raised the Potion Holy Grail and upgraded the huge Divine Spell Protective Net. The Orcs screamed, and the Shamans' Mana Skills were useless. Veronica led her Wizard Legion to summon meteors and flaming skulls to burn the Orc army to ashes. Theresa summoned Ice Walls and Chilling Realm to slow down the Orcs. Their limbs were filled with lead, and they were defeated by the Cannons and Cannons.
The most terrifying one was Laing. The Knight King led the Knights to charge. The 30 Holy Grail Knights formed an arrowhead behind him. Behind them were tens of thousands of huge Knights who were eager to contribute. The Orcs wanted to use their Pike Formation to resist the Knights' charge. However, Laing raised his Mjolnir, and a meter-thick Psionic Ray swept from the left to the back. Tens of Horned Beasts and Great Horned Beasts were vaporized. Then, a few Psionic Storms exploded among the Orcs. Following that, the Knight King led the Knights into the Orc Formation. The Steel Torrent crushed an entire Orc Formation.
The Supreme Beast King Glaktar realized a serious problem after hearing Kazak's warning.
They couldn't win this battle!
The Supreme Beast King was resolute. When he saw that the situation wasn't good, he immediately ordered a retreat. The Orc army retreated towards Mildenheim, leaving behind 3,000 weak and old Orcs to delay the Knights. Out of caution and to avoid being ambushed, Laing didn't order the Knights to pursue.
The Battle of Bergen ended. The Knights defeated 5,000 Orcs with less than 300 casualties. It was a great victory.
After the battle, Laing ordered the Knights to clean up the battlefield before continuing their advance.
After two days, the Knights found a hill beside a watchtower in Mildenheim Road and set up camp. They planned to rest there for a day before continuing their advance.
On the night of setting up camp, an urgent military report was sent to Laing's golden tent.
Clayon opened the military emergency report with the seal of the old imperial guards' commander-in-chief, Bertram. He looked at it, but his face showed a puzzled expression.
"What? The vanguard army and Mildenheim's reinforcements encountered the main Orc army 60 kilometers east of Mildenheim Road? "
"About 12000 Humans and 45000 Orc soldiers fought and won a huge victory? They killed 16000 Orcs and beheaded Supreme Beast King Glaktar? The Orcs were defeated and fled into Drakwald Forest? "
"????" Knight King was puzzled as he read the report again. He suspected that he had seen wrongly.
The report said that the Orcs won.
How could that be?
The King had no choice but to order the messenger, "Let your commander see it more clearly! I need a more detailed report and the spoils of war! "
"Yes!" The messenger left immediately.
It didn't seem real … Laing looked at his private secretary, Teresa, who was sitting beside him, and asked, "Dear Teresa, how much do you know about Bertrand?"
"I have a lot of information." Teresa was sitting behind Laing's desk, and she asked curiously, "What's wrong? Laing? "
"I'd like to ask if Bertrand was blessed by Tal and given the title Eye of Tal because he was blind?"
"Ah?"
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