Chapter 889： The fish died and the net was broken?

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"Duke Piccolo, what should we do next!"

In other words, Duke Piccolo and the others did not encounter any further pursuit because they left 5,000 cavalry to block them.

At this time, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

When the leaders of the principalities saw this, they all gathered beside Duke Piccolo.

the reason is simple.

Because of today's battle, the number of cavalry they lost was too great.

The original plan was to crush the little aristocrat Narant with a half-strike of thunder and an army of 100,000.

But where can I imagine that there is this thunder strike, and there is also a crushing.

But the two sides of this crushing were replaced by the little country noble who crushed them.

Now, only a little over 60,000 of the 100,000 army they went on the expedition remained.

In other words, including the cavalry responsible for the interception, they have lost a small half of the number.

If this is passed back to the Alliance, I am afraid everyone will become a joke.

"That country boy is not easy. We all underestimated him. Now, we can only evacuate, otherwise the losses will be even greater."

In fact, Duke Bick was more unwilling than everyone else.

After all, the name of the coalition is headed by the Bach Empire. If people are laughed at in the alliance, others will only remember the Bach Empire.

"Duke Bick, shall we fight back next?"

"As for the counterattack, we can only see if that country boy will get carried away." Duke Bick thought for a moment and said in a deep voice.

"Get carried away?" The commanders were a little puzzled.

"That's right, the kid's team is the biggest threat to us, and it's the magic cannon that made our attack fail!"

"So, if there is a magic cannon, then we're afraid there's nothing we can do about him!"

"However, the magic cannon has a disadvantage, that is, the magic cannon relies on the one-eyed troll for transportation."

"So, it can't be as fast as a war horse."

"And if that kid keeps chasing after us, but the magic cannon doesn't keep up, then we will fight back and annihilate that kid's cavalry team directly!"

Seeing that everyone was puzzled, Duke Bick immediately explained.

"So it is!"

All the chiefs of the principalities nodded.

"So, we continue to retreat for a certain distance, and then take a temporary rest. Later, I will send a ranger to the rear to check the blocking situation and confirm whether the country boy is chasing after!"

Duke Bick is ready for the next two possibilities.

First, Narant did not get carried away and let his subordinates rush in, so he could only choose to evacuate.

Second, if Narant gets carried away and lets his subordinates escape the protection of the magic cannon, then he will fight back.

As for the third case, how could there be a third case?

"Lord Duke, look behind you!"

At this moment, a subordinate beside Duke Bick suddenly pointed to the rear and warned.

"Um?"

Duke Piccolo and the commanders of the coalition army looked back in doubt when they heard the words, and then froze for a moment.

"That's Cod. Did that country boy stop chasing?"

Soon, Duke Piccolo could see the situation behind him clearly.

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Seeing that there were hundreds of cavalry rushing from behind, but seeing the flags in the team and the face of the leading knight, Duke Picco was puzzled.

He left 5,000 cavalry to cut off, and it stands to reason that he could stop the enemy for at least 20 minutes.

After all, even if it were 5,000 pigs to be beheaded by Narant, as long as there was no bombardment from the magic cannon, he would have to kill them for twenty or thirty minutes.

But now it has not even been 20 minutes, and several captains of his subordinates have returned, which is obviously unreasonable.

The only possibility is that Narant has stopped chasing.

"Stop the team!"

Thinking of this, Duke Piccolo immediately stopped the team and wanted to ask what was going on.

tap!

tap!

Just three or four minutes later, hundreds of cavalrymen had already arrived. Duke Piccolo didn't wait for the other party to stop, and hurriedly asked, "What's going on? Did the enemy stop chasing?"

"Lord Duke, it's not good, the enemy has not stopped chasing, the enemy is not far behind us!"

The cavalry captain returned breathless.

"what!"

Duke Bick's expression changed suddenly.

"Are you pigs? In less than 20 minutes, five thousand of you have been defeated!"

"Lord Duke, that country boy's magic cannon is really powerful..."

The subordinates were reprimanded, but they did not dare to refute anything, so they could only explain in a low voice.

His explanation made Duke Bick even more furious.

"Bastards, don't you know how to run? That magic cannon is so cumbersome that only a one-eyed troll can carry it."

"How fast can the one-eyed troll run, faster than your war horse?"

"Lord Duke, they..."

Boom!

The subordinate was speechless when asked, and was about to continue to explain something, but suddenly there were a few roars from the rear.

The sound of Hongmeng immediately interrupted everyone's words, and they all looked back.

At this moment, the smoke and dust from the running of the hundreds of Bach cavalry had been blown away by the wind, and the scene at the corner of the forest behind them also appeared in front of everyone.

I saw that there were not only hundreds of Narant's cavalry at the corner, but also more than 20 magic carriages in the center of the cavalry.

Whoosh whoosh!

Just when everyone saw the chasing soldiers clearly, more than a dozen purple light groups roared from the sky again.

"That's... not good, spread out!"

Boom!

Boom!

The next moment, thirty of the magic cannonballs fell directly into the crowd of Bach coalition forces.

Immediately, more than 20 Bach coalition cavalry were bombed.

"how can that be!"

A group of Bach coalition forces did not understand how the opponent's magic cannon could come so quickly.

"Lord Duke, that Narant installed the magic cannon on the magic carriage. Although the speed of the magic carriage is slower than that of horses, it is not too slow!"

"When we were blocking the enemy army, we were bombarded by these magic cannons, and then we broke up!"

At this time, the captain who escaped had a little bit of happiness in his heart.

Fortunately, the appearance of this magic carriage gave him a chance to explain.

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Otherwise, he was really worried that the Duke of his own would kill him on the spot in a rage!

"Bastard, everyone, get out, get out!"

Duke Piccolo felt a whirlwind, which was different from the two choices he originally expected.

Now that the other party's magic energy cannon is actually installed on the magic energy carriage, can they still escape?

Seeing that there were more than 20 magic cannons bombarding, Duke Bick immediately greeted the coalition forces and started the escape route again.

Boom!

Boom!

"Surrenders don't kill!"

"Surrenders don't kill!"

This day is destined to be remembered by the entire Holy Continent.

Because the great Bach Empire of the past has tasted the taste of fiasco for the first time in a hundred years.

What is even more embarrassing is that it was only a small baron who defeated him.

The baron led a mere 2,000 people to defeat the Bach Empire coalition army of 100,000 extraordinary knights.

Even more, they chased them to the point where there was no way to go to the sky, no way to go to the ground, and the distance to pursue them was fifty or sixty miles.

And the cavalry of the Bach Empire surrendered, abandoned the horse and got into the roadside.

In addition, there are not a few people who have to stop running when they run out of combat horsepower.

Although the speed and flexibility of the magic energy carriage are not as good as that of the war horse, it consumes magic energy spar.

Therefore, as long as you are willing to give up the magic energy spar, then the magic energy carriage can drive tirelessly.

"My lord, they stopped!"

On the plain more than seventy miles away from the battlefield, Narant was resting on the magic carriage of the Magician Legion when a young girl suddenly woke Narant.

"Oh? Finally can't run anymore?"

Narant then slowly got up and then looked forward.

At this moment, they chased and fled, and they have come to the edge of the tulip collar.

There were even several villages at the end of the front.

Duke Piccolo and the others, who ran the most persistently, finally stopped at this moment, and turned their horses to look at Narant and the others.

"stop!"

When approaching more than 400 meters from the Bach coalition, Narant stopped his subordinates.

He didn't launch the attack first, because he had already seen the Duke of Nabic and several duchy leaders slowly come forward.

"Are you going to talk to me again?"

Narant glanced at it and jumped directly onto the back of the narrator.

"Everyone is on guard. If the other party dares to play any tricks, don't be merciless, just shoot them at me!"

"Yes, my lord!"

"Well, Big Stone, you guys come with me!"

Immediately, Narant took Big Stone and other ten members of the former bodyguard towards Duke Napic and the others.

"Duke Piccolo, I'm glad we meet again!"

When he was more than 50 meters away, Narant could already see Duke Piccolo's face as black as a rag.

At the moment, in order to take care of the other party's emotions, he spoke directly.

However, Duke Bick probably didn't feel Narant's "kindness". The corners of his mouth twitched when he saw Narant's smiling face like a chrysanthemum.

"Baron Narant, we underestimated you!"

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Duke Piccolo took several deep breaths, and finally resisted the urge to curse.

"Haha, praised, praised, in fact, I have nothing to do, just luck, there are a lot of magic spar!"

Narant was very modest, and he quickly waved his hand to show a low profile.

Duke Beek was even more depressed when he saw his behavior.

In the end, in order to take care of the overall situation, he did not talk too much nonsense with Narant, and went straight to the subject: "Baron Narant, the reason why we stopped is to discuss a truce with you!"

"What, negotiating a truce, Duke Piccolo, are you right?"

"Baron Narant, I'm serious!"

"No, no, Duke Piccolo, I think you're joking. Come on, what qualifications do you have to talk to me about a truce now!"

Narrant shook his head.

"Baron Narant, we still have 10,000 of the most elite cavalry here, in addition to three sky knights, dozens of earth knights..."

"The Star Wants To Retire"

"And Baron Narant, your magic cannon is really powerful, but as long as we spread out, your magic cannon will not be able to exert its maximum lethality!"

"At that time, with our determination to die, Baron Narant will definitely have your casualties!"

"Baron Narant, your subordinates only have more than 2,000 people, and these hundreds of cavalry and the army of magicians are probably all your heritage."

"Are you really going to die with us?"

"You must know that tens of thousands of extraordinary knights are only a small part of our Bach Empire!"

"And Baron Narant, if your subordinates are exhausted in this battle, how can they resist another attack from our Bach Empire next time!"

Duke Bick stared closely at Narant, and said with certainty what would happen if Narant did not negotiate peacefully.

That is the fish dead and the net broken.

It's a pity that Duke Piccolo threatened the wrong person.

Because what he said about fish dead and net broken does not exist at all.

"Duke Piccolo, you think your people can fight with me, but you are wrong. Why should I fight with you?"

"I can use the magic cannon to attack you from a long distance."

"By the way, you must think that my magic energy spar is not enough, right?"

"Actually, I have quite a lot of magic energy spar, promise, let me count, one, two...ten...thirty...fifty..."

With that said, Narant took out a large wooden treasure chest from the space ring.

This treasure chest contains a crystal clear purple magic energy spar.

As Narant counted sassily, Duke Piccolo's previous expression of a dead fish and a broken net gradually disappeared.

"Duke Piccolo, you said that if I rely on the magic energy carriage to move constantly, and then kill these subordinates of yours on the move, will there be an ending that the fish will die and the net will be broken?"

"By the way, your war horses seem to be exhausted after running all the way?"

"You..." Duke Bick knew that the cruel words he had released earlier could no longer work on Narant.

He originally bet that Narant didn't have many magic energy spar.

So I want to force Narant to truce with them and let them go.

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But now, Narant has enough magic energy spar, and can really rely on the magic energy carriage to drag them to death.

Although the magic energy carriage is not as fast as the war horse, it is much faster than the legs.

Coupled with the range of four or five hundred meters, the theory that the fish will die and the net will be broken is not true at all.

"Duke Bick, don't be angry, in fact, I also have a very good proposal for you here!"

"That is, you are now disarming and surrendering. How about I promise to give you the dignity that nobles deserve?"

"Impossible, I Piccolo can't surrender!"

Duke Piccolo immediately turned aside when he heard the words.

"Duke Piccolo, everything has a first time, and it's not shameful for the nobles to surrender!"

"Besides, even if Duke Piccolo is not afraid of death, do you think that ten thousand people will die with you?"

Narant opened his mouth with a smile.

Duke Bick fell silent after hearing the words, and glanced at the surrounding commanders, as well as the only 10,000 cavalry left behind.

Several leaders saw Duke Piccolo's gaze, and each of them was a bit complicated at the moment.

Of course, it can also be seen that most of them still don't want to die.

As a nobleman, how good is it to live, why should you choose to die in battle?

Although surrender is a bit embarrassing, surrender among nobles is an unspoken rule.

Afterwards, you only need to pay enough ransom to accompany you to eat and drink and go home.

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