In the Feize royal capital area, the sun slowly disappeared from the western horizon reluctantly, but its afterglow seemed to be nostalgic for this bloody battlefield and could not dissipate for a long time. The afterglow of the sunset shone slanted on the stone stained with blood, making the Asura hell-like battlefield even more tragic.

The torn flags looked particularly sad in the dim sunlight, and those ownerless war horses were also whining in the sunlight, and the whimpering horns echoed on this desolate land. The violent plain wind swept through the broken dog-tail grass, pressing their remaining figures closer to the earth, and the strong smell of blood filled the heaven and earth.

Poplev, the leader of the Fifth Reclamation Corps of the Empire Immigration and Reclamation Corps, leaned against the side of the stone stump in pain. There was a bloody arrow mark on his thick and dark cheek on his right cheek. It was caused by the arrows of the Fizen noble army. Even senior officers like him have reached the point of fighting in person. You can imagine how far they have reached.

"Sir, the Cross Valley Camp of the Seventh Regiment is over. The head of the Third Regiment Slar is already on the flagpole of the Fizer people opposite. Damn, these Fizer mad dogs, fortunately our camp is strong enough and a moat has been built. The other party has not succeeded in the sneak attack, otherwise it would be the same as the Third Regiment."

An officer in an immigrant reclamation regiment dressed in armor looked at the Fize noble army in the distance and couldn't help but scold him. The development of the reclamation regiment camps varies. Some were wooden fence camps, and some had the size of stone fortresses. The Fifth Regiment camps not only had stone walls, but also introduced a nearby river to build a moat. If it weren't for this sudden attack, after this autumn, the Fifth Regiment stone fortress would have expanded outward in winter, making it a real small city.

The sudden move of the Feze noble army caught the Imperial Immigration Reclamation Group off guard

Even within two days, seventeen immigration camps were attacked, and more than 20,000 emigrants were massacred by the noble army. When the reclamation group realized the attack of the nobles of the Beilu, eleven of the 23 emigrants had already been defeated by the noble army. In the past year, the immigrants spent countless efforts to reclaim the land, and most of them were lost.

The reason why the immigration reclamation group has not collapsed completely has to be thanked by Salton. In order to quickly obtain a large number of labor on the West Coast, Salton specially sent people to recruit veterans who had experienced war experience on the empire in southern Europe. This not only reduces the turmoil that these veterans may cause, but also becomes a way out for the empire to resolve the millions of enemy soldiers who were disbanded in the unified war of the mainland. With the acquiescence of the empire, at least more than 200,000 veterans became part of the reclamation group. The rich war experience allowed these veterans to react at the first time and spontaneously block the Fizen noble army.

It was already June. With the efforts of the Imperial Reclamation Group, it was almost completely destroyed due to the war. The thatched grass grew to the waist-high wasteland. Now there are waves of wheat rolling. The Imperial immigrants have been able to foresee this year's harvest. According to the Reclamation Act implemented by Salton, a Reclamation Group has a base of 6,000 people. The land reclaimed within two years belongs to the Reclamation Group. Salton encourages the Reclamation Group to build its own camp. Therefore, the camps of the Reclamation Group are also diverse and in various styles. Now the Northern Land nobles are coming to fight fiercely. Most of the Reclamation Group personnel are preparing to harvest wheat. They are caught off guard and have rushed to fight. The casualties can be imagined.

The nobles of the Beilu chose to go south at this time. In addition to Salton being in Carlissu, another reason was that they came to these soon-to-be-ripening wheat. The northern land was barren and the area suitable for planting was quite limited. Now, looking at the rolling wheat waves in the royal capital area, how could the nobles of the Beilu not be moved?

"It seems that the Feize people will launch a full-scale attack on us tonight!"

Slar looked at the opposite side with a serious expression, seeing the Northern Land nobles adjusting their attack deployment, replacing the wounded troops, and installing the wounded. The troops that were just broken were replaced. Now the ones added are powerful new forces. From the movements and lineup of these soldiers who were supplemented, it can be seen that these people are real regular soldiers, with extraordinary physiques and courage, amazing endurance and will. They were not sent for the whole day before. Now they are sent for obvious reasons, with the tactic of making a breakthrough in one go. It can be imagined that once these real elite troops start attacking, it will be as simple as a sharp blade to tear apart the leather for the exhausted side.

Sure enough, when the sky was really dark, the dense flames in the distance began to move, which was different from the previous impact. In this charge, the Fei Ze people remained absolutely silent. They held a spear and sword in their hands, hiding their bodies tightly behind the shield. After experiencing many long-range strikes by the reclamation regiment, they learned their lessons. Even the cavalry were lying on the horses, waiting for the last moment of ordering the charge. This terrible silence was even more terrible. However, the soldiers who were pressing towards the wall made the soldiers here feel breathing rapidly, "Everyone, stabilize!" Slar raised the sword in his hand, shouted loudly to the soldiers around him, angrily raising his morale, constantly waving his sword "forward!"

The commander of the Beilu noble army led the team to draw out his sharp long sword with a arrogant expression. The swallowtail battle flags representing the squadrons above their heads rustled in the wind. Seven square formations were behind hundreds of huge baffles, moving forward like an ant colony. The Fize noble army was getting closer and closer, and even their appearance could be clearly seen. These strong and strong soldiers pushed the huge baffles away, just like a wall moving. These baffles were too large, almost covering the entire range. In front of the baffles were two rows side by side.

Yes, but the effect on the Beilu noble army was not great. Arrow clusters fell on the shield. In order to deal with the arrows of the land reclamation regiment, the Beilu noble army specially made three hundred huge shield blocking vehicles, which were completely made of elm as strong as iron plates. It was five meters high and there was a baffle in front. When attacking, the infantry cluster followed behind the baffle. Unless it was too bad luck, there were quite few people who could get shot. Looking at these huge baffles, the shooters of the Fifth Regiment could only stop shooting temporarily, and the situation was obviously tilting towards the direction of the Feize people.

The stone trunk in the camp is undoubtedly the area where the most serious battle is fought. The spears of infantry soldiers on both sides are densely placed down. The tip of the guns shining with cold light is like a neatly leaping forward killing line and stirring together. The eyes are filled with dense spears like weeds. Next to them are corpses that are falling down. The hot human blood is like a squeeze and feels splashing on the body. The smell of blood on the face makes everyone lose their ability to think at this moment. The impact queue is like flashing waves hitting the black cliff. Countless lives withered in an instant.

"Go forward, go forward, rush up and give it a reward"

The nobles of Beilu, wearing their own family's glory emblem armor, roared at their subordinates with blood. The Fifth Reclamation Group camp in front of them was already the last resistance force twenty miles nearby. As long as we defeat this place, we will move forward to the former capital of Feize, which represents Feize's orthodox sign. Although it is no longer the same as before, the people in the capital have either migrated to the west coast or fled to the north. All they have left is an empty city.

, But some places are like this, there is no meaning, but it has the most important meaning. The capital of Feize in front of you is "His Royal Highness, if you can return to the capital this time, please fulfill our promises." The white-haired Duke Geng Di withdraws his gaze from the battlefield in the distance and says to a thin figure next to him. The figure has a golden helmet on his head and a long cloak behind him has been draped from his shoulders to the horse's back. The military flag behind him is the double-headed eagle of the royal family

Behind him, the cavalry array was in order, all of which were all armored armored. The left hand was a cavalry shaped metal shield that could protect most of the body. The right hand was holding a very heavy and sharp spear in his hand. Such a cavalry might not have such a cavalry, even the most powerful family in the Northland, Geng Di family, but the middle-aged man in front of him could possess it. The double-headed eagle royal flag made the eyes of other Beilu nobles around him look a little weird. This time the noble army went south, in fact, the Grand Duke Geng Di did not agree with it, but the sudden visit of a special person made him change his mind. The special person was the middle-aged man in front of him, not someone else. It was Prince Albert, who fled to the Northland. "The Duke can rest assured that if the Geng Di family could assist me in the revival of the Feize royal family, my Feize royal family was willing to use the royal capital as the line and hand over the entire northern area to the Geng Di family."

Prince Albert smiled. Prince Albert also gave great benefits to other Northern Land nobles, otherwise he would not have driven the Northern Land nobles to move south so quickly. As long as the capital can be regained, Prince Albert believes that other Fize provinces will respond to themselves. After all, the empire's power is mainly on the west coast and has no strong control over other provinces.

If Salton's army was still on the west coast, no one in these Fezer provinces would dare to act rashly. After all, Salton's reputation in the battle of the capital was too strong. What's more, he went south to Carissu, and even defeated the capital of Carissu within a week, conquering the entire Kaissu jungle that Southern Eubarro thought could not be broken.

If this killer god is still on the west coast, who dares to move?

But now that the Northern Reichs are heading south, Salton's Imperial Army will be restrained by the Anse people if they want to return. In addition, the conflicts between the Imperial Reclamation Group and various provinces over the past year have made the Fize nobles in various provinces very dissatisfied. The land that resisted the reclaiming group to reclaim their land was their efforts. It was their efforts that were forced to swallow their anger. Now he raised his arms and captured the Fize Capital in one breath, proving that the Empire is not invincible, but I am afraid that most of them will restore the original Fize flag.

If it weren't for this certainty, Albert was full and supported to help Martin Liyamen. This time, it was nothing more than Martin Liyamen's promise that as long as he captured the capital of Ferze, he would immediately call on the entire southern countries of Obaro to admit that he was the new King of Ferze. From the situation, this may be the most likely time for the revival of the Ferze royal family. Albert has accumulated strength in the Northland over the past year. He is not this what he has done. He must not miss it, and he will never come back. No matter whether he can succeed or not, he can only gamble. Otherwise, once Salton's imperial army stabilizes Carissu and the army returns, there is really no possibility of a turnaround.

The king capital was right in front of him. Whether the royal family could be revived was this time. He was driven out of the king capital like a betrayal dog, but now he is back. Albert raised his hand to the side where he was fighting with excitement. The cavalry cluster behind him began to rush forward. A hundred meters away, the war horses entered full speed. The cavalry captain led the team forward with a spear, like a bright line flashing out of the darkness, surging like layers of waves!

These cavalry were extremely fast and were even more difficult to detect in the darkness. In the sound of fighting, only after only thirty meters away from the battle line, the sound of horse hooves could finally be heard. The thunderous sound was like thunder, and the points could not be divided. It was just a rumbling sound. The Feize royal cavalry thought of a sharp blade, from exhaustion to extreme cultivation of the Fifth Regiment camp, and entered frantically on the front of the camp of the Fifth Regiment.

No one expected that the Feze noble army would launch a cavalry attack regardless of the enemy and me, and stomp the heavy horse hooves and rush across the moat with heavy horse hooves, and rolled all the soldiers on both sides of the battle in, with sword light and blood shadows,

"Be careful, cavalry!" "Be careful of the gate" "It's over!"

There are chaos around.

The fifth regiment commander Poplev finally couldn't help but change his face. The other party dragged the war until night and pressed the entire line without reservation. The purpose should be to cover up the truth of the opponent's cavalry's raid. His own people had fought fiercely for a day. The moat outside the camp was filled with the moat, and the opponent's cavalry was poured in, and finally he had no chance of resistance. Countless people trampled into pieces under the horse's hooves that rushed in! Countless horse hooves trampled on the corpses on the ground, like an irresistible huge sickle swept across, and all those who were blocking the front were swept in.

Before a large number of soldiers of the reclamation regiment had time to react, they hit and flew out like clusters of arrows off the strings. The lightning-like cavalry spear ruthlessly pierced into their bodies, pushing the whole row of corpses forward, "I'm fighting with you." A reclamation regiment sent a sad cry, and was pierced by countless cavalry spears that were covered up. The head of the cold spear exploded from behind with blood.
Chapter completed!