When the first ray of sunlight penetrates the darkness, illuminates the earth, and brings a new day to dawn, the battle outside of Augs City is completely over.

Groups of crows lingered over the battlefield, making an unpleasant "dumb" sound, and the open battlefield was soaked in black and red by blood.

The discarded ragged armor and incomplete weapons were scattered everywhere, and from time to time you could see the still burning siege cars and siege towers.

Ferocious corpses can be seen everywhere, densely packed, but a considerable number of them have been stripped of their equipment.

The broken noble flags were either inserted obliquely on the ground, or had been trampled to pieces, or slowly turned into ashes in the flames, just like burning siege equipment.

In the war, tall figures were rushing, picking up the pretty intact equipment on the ground, or pulling armor and weapons from the terrible corpses without bothering and disgusting.

Those are the elves players participating in the battle.

Most of their equipment was covered with scars and stained with mottled blood, and many people even lost their monster mounts in this battle.

However, they won this battle after all.

The entire battle lasted for a day and a night, and the result of the battle was no surprise at all.

Even though the Northern Legion of the Empire formed a huge army of 700,000, the strong attack and internal strife for many consecutive days had already exhausted the entire legion and its cohesion fell to the bottom.

Faced with the charge of the elves, they could not organize any effective resistance...

The most direct result is that the 700,000 army was directly defeated by the player's gods who descended to earth.

A spectacular defeat occurred on the battlefield outside Augs City.

The most ironic thing is that a considerable number of noble soldiers were not killed by the players, but fell and trampled on by their own people in the chaos.

This is also the main source of corpses on the entire battlefield.

In addition to some of the great nobles who barely organized private troops to break through the siege and flee successfully, nearly 70% of the coalition forces were destroyed on this vast land in one day and one night...

Arthur, the commander of the defender of Augs City, stood on the hillside, looking at the vast battlefield, with shock in his expression, and in addition to being shocked, there was also a dreamlike illusion.

He never expected that the entire 700,000 imperial coalition would be destroyed in this way.

Yes, destroyed.

Seventy percent of the army was killed on the spot, and the remaining legions completely collapsed, which was enough to be called annihilated.

And all of this was done by the Elves' Chosen Ones with an almost miraculous means.

He felt that he would never forget the spectacular elf cavalry charge one day and one night ago.

He could no longer imagine that there were any army in this world that was more powerful than the Elven Selected One.

"How, Mr. Arthur, how does victory feel?"

A familiar voice sounded behind him, with a little smile.

Arthur turned around and saw All-Star Ah Dai standing behind him, playing with an exquisite weapon that was obviously a noble commanding sword in his hand.

Arthur was stunned and sighed:

"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it..."

“Didn’t you expect us to win so quickly?”

All-star Ah Dai asked a question.

Arthur nodded and said dizzyly:

"Yes, I thought we would fight a very difficult war, but I didn't expect the victory to come so suddenly..."

"Hahaha, it's because we're lucky, and the Imperial Army is too bad. To be honest, I didn't expect it to be so easy to fight."

All-star Ah Dai laughed.

The two talked for a few words, and Arthur asked again:

"By the way, are the nobles of the fleeing Empire going to pursue? Duke Rosen and Earl Mees seem to have all escaped."

"No."

All-star Ah Dai shook his head.

As he said that, he smiled:

"Don't worry, they can't run away."

...

Western territorial border.

A bunch of defeated soldiers composed of hundreds of embarrassed noble knights were stumbled towards the north.

Most of them have lost their weapons, are in a mess, and their expressions are filled with fear and confusion.

Duke of Rosen, Joseph and Earl Mees, were among them, and they were fled by their own guards, with disheveled hair and pale faces.

Joseph had long lost the energy he had as many days ago.

His face was pale, bloodless, his eyes were dull and desperate.

Before the war began, there was an army of 700,000.

And now, only these hundreds of people escaped with him.

Among them, there are less than 200 people who are truly affiliated with their Luosen family.

And the other tens of thousands of defeated soldiers had long known where to escape...

A crushing defeat...

A nude defeat!

Within just two days, the coalition forces formed by the nobles of all over the western part of the empire left in such a funny way.

Joseph didn't even dare to think about what the result would bring...

All he knew was that he was done.

Such a huge loss will definitely cause dissatisfaction in the Imperial Parliament.

More seriously, their Rosen family may even be deprived of the title of electoral prince.

This battle had a huge blow to the Rosen family.

The army that had finally accumulated again after the family was wiped out last time was gone.

They may not be able to organize enough strength to fight the Imperial Parliament for a long time.

bitter.

The price...it's really too heavy!

As he thought about it, Joseph couldn't help but feel sad and began to cry.

As the Duke, he cried bitterly, and the nobles and guards who followed the escaped, could no longer hold back, and the crying sounds gradually spread in the team one after another.

Until he cried so hard that his throat was hoarse, Joseph suddenly raised his head and looked angrily at the desolate Earl Mees on the other side:

"It's you! They're all you fool! If it weren't for your stupidity, how could we be so defeated?!"

Hearing Joseph's scolding, the other nobles also cast angry and resentful eyes on Earl Mees.

Feeling the resentful eyes piercing on his body, Earl Mees turned his eyes numbly.

He remained silent, but his hand, which was leaning on the broken sword, became even more trembling.

"Think better, at least... we all escaped, and as long as we escape, we can continue to recruit new troops and fight back..."

Some nobles sighed and said.

As soon as these words were said, many depressed nobles cheered up again and began to think about how to save their family after a great defeat to minimize the losses...

However, at this moment, a loud dragon roar came from the sky.

"Giant Dragon?"

Some of the defeated soldiers raised their heads and looked towards the sky like frightened birds.

I saw a majestic dragon circling continuously above the sky, and a tall figure could be vaguely seen on the dragon's back.

Seeing the familiar appearance, the nobles and the defeated soldiers changed their colors and looked pale.

In the previous battles, they had already had a deep psychological shadow on the elves.

"Not good! It's the Elf Dragon Knight!"

"They saw us!"

"Escape! Escape!"

Suddenly, the defeated team fell into great panic and instantly accelerated the speed of escape.

However, before they could escape too far, the familiar sound of iron hooves came from all directions, accompanied by the rolling dust, the elves cavalry that scared every noble and soldier appeared in their sight again.

This time, the elves came not from the rear, but from the front.

They were wandering in the Western Territory, without participating in the war, and were specifically responsible for chasing and killing the defeated players.

Soon, the defeated nobles were surrounded, with long spears placed around their necks.
To be continued...