Chapter 1095

On the surface of the Baoshi River, dozens of large warships opened exquisite waves. The non turbulent water made these warships seem to dance in the rough waves. The river kept turning over to the deck or gushing out of the damage on both sides of the hull.

Because strictly speaking, it is more appropriate to call these warships "warship Wreckage".

Thanks to the superb shipbuilding technology of the Azores - otherwise, it would be impossible for 100000 troops to cross the fog sea - although all the warships were burned after being raided by the Archduke of El Mans, they are still intact and barely usable, or

Floating on the water.

"We seem to be a little late."

The elf Prince standing in the bow squinted and glanced at the wet boots with a trace of dissatisfaction.

"I'm terribly sorry!"

The captain standing behind him quickly knelt down on one knee and soaked his legs in the water - he was even good. Most Elven warriors even had half their bodies soaked and held knives in both hands to prevent rust.

"All warships have been damaged to varying degrees. Temporary repair is better than nothing. To ensure that the ship is not silent, we can only..."

"Hey... I'm not blaming you. What are you afraid of?" rodriya Azor waved his hand carelessly: "I'm just worried that I came too late. That unlucky Anson and 20000 warriors have been killed."

The captain kneeling on the ground was still trembling, obviously soaked in the cold river, but still sweating.

The elf prince, who didn't even look at him at all, paid attention to the battlefield on Empire Avenue in the distance - not far away. Even by the river, he could just see the signs of Byrne knights, the flying smoke and dust.

"How long will the warship dock?" the little prince asked suddenly.

"Stop, stop?!" the captain looked stunned: "but your highness, there is no port near here, and there is no place for the warship to dock temporarily. Even if we stop the warship now..."

"I just want you to stop the boat now!" the little prince interrupted impatiently:

"Directly answer me, how long will it take to stop the ship and let the warriors get off the ship and land?"

"This... Big, about two quarters of an hour up and down?"

"In a quarter of an hour, let the warship dock on the shore - not too close, as long as the soldiers can swim past."

"Yes!"

The dilapidated warship began to approach the shore, mixed with the farce of the disintegration of a warship on the spot... But finally the elf Prince's army landed successfully.

No more, no less, five thousand - just the bearing limit of these "damaged warships".

As for the main force of the little elf prince, now it is not far from here to fight with the elite of Archduke ellemans, and is "blocked"... Although it can only pretend, rodria Azor does not intend to easily spare the damn bear child.

Twice his strength, coupled with deliberate calculation, should be able to teach Yuli vilz a lesson?

"And I can make a big fuss with peace of mind and save two disobedient imperial court chiefs by the way."

Raise a lavender cloak, the little prince smiled gently, and raised his long knife to the soaked Elf Warrior behind him:

"Go, follow me and say hello to the Duke of Byrne!"

"For his highness Rodriguez Azores --!!"

When the triangular flag of Azores appeared from the direction of the gem River, a burst of excited cheers blew up over the battlefield of the whole empire Avenue.

The already desperate Elven warriors immediately began to return, and those who wanted to escape stopped in shame, or launched a decisive charge towards the slowly advancing spear array under the leadership of a warrior leader.

The battlefield situation suddenly changed!

The route direction of the whole empire Avenue is along the river. With thousands of Elven warriors suddenly killing from the direction of the gem River, it is equivalent to directly attacking the weakest flank of the long gun array. The original solid blockade is about to collapse in an instant.

Relying on the forest and the dense square array, the long gun square array could not be launched, and thousands of ELF warriors instantly broke the balance of right-wing combat; The unstoppable heavy attendants and ranger knights were quickly defeated.

What's more troublesome is that the sudden reinforcements greatly strengthened the morale of the Azores elf army, and virtually put a lot of pressure on the front long gun array, and the propulsion speed became slower than just now.

Byrne's Legion had to begin to shrink its position, but once it retreated, it was tantamount to the confluence of the two Azores.

Lucian, who had been fighting on the front line, soon realized this and resolutely led the fire fighting of the wings of the sky. However, only hundreds of demon hunters were paid a drop in the bucket and could not reverse the gradually bad situation.

Angert, the black faced Earl of the mountain rock castle, stared at the change of the war situation in front of him, and his face was hard to see the extreme - a little pride originally born for rescuing the Duke in time was torn apart in an instant.

The whole right wing of Byrne's Legion was gradually collapsing, and the solid spear array collapsed rapidly under the double attack of ELF warriors; Knights or infantry who had no time to leave the battlefield were surrounded and drowned in the roar of Elven warriors.

If we continue to fight like this, those surrounded by double attacks will become Byrne's Legion!

Seeing that the siege was about to be turned into Anti siege, anget, the count of the mountain rock castle, could not restrain his irritability, pressed the big sword handle on the saddle, and was suddenly pressed on his shoulder by the black haired wizard before turning over and dismounting.

The strength was so heavy that the count who could wave a big sword with one hand could not move.

"Duke?!"

"Don't worry, count, the battle is not over yet." Lauren smiled slightly - I don't know why, at the moment the elf prince appeared, he suddenly had an impulse to breathe a sigh of relief.

Although there were still some surprises, the other party did come.

His decision to raid the Azores was a gamble, while the Earl of the castle of rocks and the Archduke of ellemans decided to support themselves. Although they didn't pull out all their troops, Loren didn't think that he could stop his attack only by relying on sufficient troops in the face of an opponent like rodriya Azores.

"Don't worry... But if it goes on like this, our right wing will be broken!" glanced anxiously at the deteriorating battlefield, and the count of mountain rock Castle became more and more impatient:

"Let me go! I'll personally lead the infantry knight to fill the vacancy. It should save some war..."

The black haired wizard shook his head when he stopped the count of the mountain rock Castle who wanted to struggle again.

"Trust me, I will never stop you if you need the heroic and bloody battle of the infantry Knights... But not now." Loren stared at the count of the mountain rock Castle:

"The Knights of the concession war go down, spread out to each long gun array, maintain morale and continue to advance the front... Lanmalos!"

"Yes!"

"Charge, crush them from the front!"

"Yes!"

The excited cavalry commander mixed a trace of bloodthirsty impulse with his angry drink.

When the Azores were still frantically attacking the right wing of the Byrne legion, the spear array of the central front suddenly stopped advancing; Not only that, these seemingly indestructible phalanxes also have a tendency to retreat.

"They're defending! Yes, the imperialists are timid. They're retreating!"

Neither Anson ZAD nor the elf Prince knew where the words came from - anyway, it was too late when they wanted to stop them.

Aware that the enemy began to retreat, the Elven warriors threw down the former enemy and rushed to the central "retreat" long gun array. No matter how many times the horn sounded behind them, it didn't help.

So the Elven warriors who drew their swords and charged almost bumped into the long gun array from the "retreat" and launched the "wall charging" Byrne knights.

"Boom --!!"

In the terrible crash, the Elven warriors once again proved with blood how powerless their exquisite skills and long knives are in front of the heavy cavalry with armor like steel monsters.

In the sound of rolling iron hoofs, the Azores charging forward quickly collapsed like an avalanche.

Constantly, Elven warriors tried to break through the charge, breaking through the charge of Byrne knights with sharp spears and exquisite Sabre techniques. However, except for a few winners, most of the remaining weapons were bleeding before they met the enemy.

Almost at the same time when the cavalry charged, the "retreating" phalanx infantry immediately pressed on - unlike the "black wall" of sakran, Bain's phalanx attack method is more similar to the "wave".

Instead of rushing forward, it is a staggered diagonal attack in rows, tilting the impact to the enemy's front to the greatest extent.

The disadvantage of this tactic is poor flexibility and steering; But if you want to compare the charging effect, the square infantry with guns are definitely several times stronger than the Legion infantry with shield walls - and provide cover for the charging Bain knights, so that the enemy can't organize a strong enough defense.

This is the most important!

At present, there is a very strange scene in the broken war situation - the right wing of the Byrne army has been broken, but it has broken through the central army and the left wing of the Azores. Except for a few remaining enemies, they are still fighting tenaciously, and the rest are constantly gathering to the right wing of the Byrne army in the sound of the horn.

To put it more simply, the Byrne Legion defeated the left wing, but also the right wing collapsed by the Azores. The armies of both sides attacked the other's abdomen, back and flanks in a clockwise direction.

In the face of the crazy raid of the Elven warriors, the gradually disordered long gun array and the heavy attendants were equally powerless. After a very few Ranger knights were killed, they were almost one-sided and continuous rout.

It was not until the infantry Knights led by the count of mountain rock castle were on top that they managed to stabilize the array, but it was only stable - the scattered long gun array was full of flaws in the eyes of the elf warriors, and it was only a matter of time to be killed.

Who can take the first step, defeat the last defense line of the other party, kill through the battlefield and complete the "revolving door battle", who can win the battle.

Therefore, the key to this battle is not the charge of Byrne knights at all, but the infantry Knights detained by Loren on the other side and never sent to the battlefield - how long and to what extent the last line of defense they stick to is the final decisive point.

Only Byrne's most elite infantry knights and demon hunters can withstand the desperate attack of the Azores, use casualties to buy time for the charging cavalry and enough time to defeat the last recalcitrant enemy!

"Retreat."

Seeing that the Byrne knight who had broken through the central army was still charging, the elf prince said without hesitation: "blow the horn and let Anson retreat with us with all the troops that have not been scattered."

Although he saw the hope of defeating Loren Turin at the moment of the raid, the subsequent battle proved that the other party was not unprepared; At least now I have an advantage in military strength. If I continue to fight like this, I'm afraid my final advantage will be lost.

"But your highness, we haven't lost this battle!"

The elf warrior holding the flag on one side urgently said: "please give us some time, I will be able to..."

"I said, retreat."

The impatient little prince snapped directly and put a long knife on his neck: "do you not understand what I said, or do you intend to disobey me?"

"This..."

The elf warrior really didn't dare to say more.

"The battle is over, and our goal has been achieved - break through the siege, save all the troops that can be saved, and let the rest die!" the little prince explained helplessly:

"Yes, it looks like we're about to win, but it's just because we took him by surprise - when the guy Loren Turin reacts, we'll lose."

"Don't forget, that monster hasn't shot himself yet. Guess how many unused troops and cards he has in his hand? Guess right, there's a reward!"

"My subordinates dare not!"

"Don't you dare? Don't you dare not hurry to execute the order?!" the smiling elf Prince lowered his head and looked at the elf warrior with crescent eyes at the neck of the knife holder:

"Oh... Do you think I made a mistake, so you're going to guide me?"

"Absolutely, absolutely no such idea. My subordinates will organize a retreat!"

A moment later, a hasty horn sounded.

Almost at the same time, the marching horn of Byrne's Legion sounded at the same time, echoing it over Empire Avenue.

"They're going to run, these long ears are really going to run this time!" at the moment of hearing the horn, guy angert, the count of the mountain rock castle, excitedly waved his big sword and shouted to the Knights behind him:

"Did you hear that? This is their call for retreat - the enemy's army has been completely defeated. Now it's time to escape. Now is the time for our last counterattack!"

"Byrne, kill the enemy with me!"

"To our Duke..."

"Honor --!"