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Chapter 889: The fish died and the net broke?

"Duke Piccolo, what should we do next!"

It is said that Duke Piccolo and others left 5,000 cavalry to block the attack, so they were not pursued again.

At this time, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Upon seeing this, the leaders of the principalities all gathered around Duke Piccolo.

the reason is simple.

Because of today's battle, they lost too many cavalry.

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

But no one would have thought that there was such a thunderous strike and there was such a crushing force.

But the two parties that were crushing were replaced by the little country nobles crushing them.

Now, only a little over 60,000 of their 100,000-strong army are left.

In other words, including the cavalry responsible for intercepting the rear, they had lost less than half of their number.

If this was reported back to the Alliance, everyone would probably become a joke.

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

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

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

"Duke Piccolo, are we going to fight back next?"

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

"Getting carried away?" All the commanders were a little puzzled.

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

"So, if there is a magic cannon, then we may not be able to do anything against him!"

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

"So, it cannot be as fast as a war horse."

"And if that kid gets carried away and keeps chasing us, but the magic cannon doesn't keep up, then we will counterattack and directly annihilate that kid's cavalry!"

Seeing everyone's confusion, Duke Bic immediately explained.

"So that's it!"

The chiefs of the principalities nodded.

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

Duke Piccolo has prepared for the next two possibilities.

First, Nalant did not get carried away and let his subordinates advance rashly, so he had no choice but to retreat.

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

As for the third situation, how can there be a third situation?

"Your Majesty Duke, look behind you!"

But at this moment, a subordinate next to Duke Piccolo suddenly pointed to the back and warned.

"Um?"

Duke Piccolo and the commanders of the coalition forces looked behind in confusion upon hearing this, and then were stunned.

"Those are the Cods. Has that country boy stopped chasing?"

Soon, Duke Bic saw clearly the situation at the rear.

Hundreds of cavalry were seen rushing from behind, but when he saw the flags in the team and the face of the leading knight, Duke Piccolo became confused.

He left five thousand cavalry behind to break up the rear, and it stands to reason that he could hold off the enemy for at least twenty minutes.

After all, even if there were 5,000 pigs, it would take Nanlant twenty to thirty minutes to kill them, as long as there was no bombardment from the magic cannon.

But now, even in twenty minutes, several of his subordinate captains have returned. This is obviously unreasonable.

The only possibility is that Nalant 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!

Only three or four minutes later, hundreds of cavalrymen had arrived. Duke Piccolo did not wait for the opponent to stop and hurriedly asked: "What's going on? Has the enemy stopped pursuing?"

"Your Majesty Duke, it's bad, the enemy has not stopped pursuing us, the enemy is not far behind us!"

The cavalry captain returned out of breath.

"What!"

Duke Bic's expression suddenly changed.

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

"Your Excellency, that country boy's magic cannon is really powerful..."

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

His explanation made Duke Bic even more furious.

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

"How fast can the one-eyed troll run? Can it be faster than your horses?"

"Your Majesty the Duke, they..."

Boom!

The subordinate was left speechless by the question, and was about to continue explaining something, when suddenly there were several roars from behind.

This Hongmeng sound immediately interrupted everyone's words, and they all looked behind.

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

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

Whoosh whoosh!

Just when everyone could clearly see the pursuers, more than ten purple light groups roared from the sky again.

"That's...not good, get out of here!"

Boom!

Boom!

The next moment, thirty of the magic energy shells fell directly into the crowd of Bach coalition troops.

Immediately, more than twenty Bach coalition cavalrymen were knocked upside down by the explosion.

"How can this be!"

All the Bach coalition troops couldn't figure out how the opponent's magic cannon could come so fast.

"Your Excellency, Narant installed the magic cannon on the magic carriage. Although the speed of the magic carriage is slower than the horses, it will not be too slow!"

"When we were blocking the enemy, we were bombarded by these magic cannons and were defeated!"

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

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

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

"Asshole, everyone, evacuate quickly, evacuate!"

Duke Piccolo felt dizzy. This was different from the two choices he had originally expected.

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

Seeing that more than twenty magic energy cannons were bombarded, Duke Piccolo immediately called on the coalition forces to start their escape again.

Boom!

Boom!

"Those who surrender will not be killed!"

"Those who surrender will not be killed!"

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

Because the great Bach Empire of the past experienced a disastrous defeat for the first time in a century.

What's even more embarrassing is that the person who defeated him turned out to be just a little baron.

This baron led a mere 2,000 men and not only defeated the 100,000 extraordinary knights of the Bach Empire coalition.

He even chased them into the sky and into the ground with no way out, and the pursuit distance was a full fifty or sixty miles.

The cavalry of the Bach Empire surrendered, abandoned their horses and crawled into the roadside.

In addition, there are also a few people who directly run to the point where their horses are exhausted and have to stop running.

Although the speed and flexibility of the magic carriage are not as good as those of war horses, they consume magic crystals.

Therefore, as long as the magic energy crystal is given up, the magic energy carriage can continue to drive tirelessly.

"My lord, they stopped!"

On the plain more than seventy miles away from the battlefield, Nalant was taking a nap on the magic carriage of the magician army. At this time, a girl suddenly woke Nalant up.

"Oh? Finally you can't run anymore?"

Nalant then slowly stood up and looked forward.

At this moment, they were chasing and escaping, and they had actually reached the edge of the Tulip Territory.

There are even several villages appearing at the end of the road ahead.

Duke Bic and others who were running the most persistently finally stopped at this moment, and turned their horses' heads to look at Nalant and others.

"stop!"

When they approached the Bach coalition forces more than 400 meters away, Narant called a group of his subordinates to stop.

He did not take the lead in launching an attack because he had already seen the Duke of Nabik slowly approaching with several principal leaders.

"Are you planning to talk to me again?"

Nalant glanced at it and jumped directly onto the back of the white dragon beside him.

"Everyone is on alert. If the other party dares to play any tricks, don't show mercy. Just hit them!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Well, Da Shitou, you guys come with me!"

Immediately, Nalant took Big Stone and ten other members of the former bodyguard and headed towards the front to get closer to Duke Nabik and others.

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

Arriving at a distance of more than fifty meters, Nalant could already see Duke Piccolo's face as black as a rag.

At that moment, in order to take care of the other person's emotions, I spoke directly.

However, Duke Bic probably didn't feel Nalant's 'kindness'. Looking at Nalant's smiling face, the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Baron Nalant, we underestimated you!"

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

"Haha, you're complimenting me, you're complimenting me. Actually, it's nothing to do with me. I'm just lucky. I have a lot of magic crystals!"

Narant was very humble and waved his hands to show his low profile after hearing this.

Duke Bic felt even more depressed when he saw his behavior.

In the end, in order to take the overall situation into consideration, he did not talk too much nonsense with Nalant and went straight to the point: "Baron Nalant, the reason why we stopped is because we want to negotiate a truce with you!"

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

"Baron Narante, I am serious!"

"No, no, no, Duke Piccolo, I think you are joking. Tell me, what qualifications do you have to tell me a truce now?"

Narante shook his head.

"Baron Nalant, we also have ten thousand of the most elite cavalry here. In addition, there are three sky knights and dozens of earth knights..."

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

"When the time comes, with our determination to die, you, Baron Nalant, will definitely suffer casualties as well!"

"Baron Nalant, you only have more than two thousand subordinates, and these hundreds of cavalry and the army of magicians are probably all you have."

"Are you really prepared to fight to the death with us?"

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

"And if all your subordinates, Baron Narant, are consumed in this battle, how will you be able to resist another attack from our Bach Empire next time!"

Duke Bic stared at Narante closely, and spoke conclusively about the consequences if Narante did not negotiate.

That is a dead end.

Unfortunately, Duke Piccolo threatened the wrong person.

Because what he said about a dead fish or a dead net does not exist at all.

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

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

"By the way, you must think that my magic crystals are not enough, right?"

"Actually, I have quite a lot of magic crystals. No, let me count them. One, two...ten...thirty...fifty..."

With that said, Nalant took out a large wooden treasure box from the space ring.

What this treasure box contains is actually crystal clear purple magic energy crystals.

As Nalant counted in a coquettish manner, Duke Piccolo's previously desperate expression gradually disappeared.

"Duke Piccolo, do you think that if I rely on the magic energy of the carriage to keep moving, and then kill and injure your subordinates while moving, will there be a fatal outcome?"

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

"You..." Duke Bic knew that the cruel words he had uttered previously had no effect on Nalant.

He was originally betting that Nalant didn't have many magic crystals.

So he wanted to force Nalant to cease fighting with them, and then let these ten thousand people leave.

But now, Nalant has enough magic crystals, and he can really rely on the magic carriage to drag them to death.

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

Coupled with the range of four to five hundred meters, the saying that the fish will die and the net will break is simply not true.

"Duke Piccolo, don't be angry. In fact, I have a very good proposal for you!"

"Then you surrender now, how about I promise to give you the dignity that nobles deserve?"

"No way, I, Piccolo, can't surrender!"

Duke Bic's expression immediately changed when he heard this.

"Duke Piccolo, there is a first time for everything, and it is not shameful for nobles to surrender!"

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

Narante smiled and spoke.

Duke Piccolo fell silent after hearing this and glanced at the surrounding commanders and the remaining 10,000 cavalrymen at the rear.

When several commanders saw Duke Piccolo's gaze, they all felt a little complicated at this moment.

Of course, it can also be seen that most people still don’t want to fight to the death.

As a nobleman, it's so good to live, why would you choose to die in battle?

Although surrendering is a bit embarrassing, it is a common practice among nobles to surrender.

Afterwards, you only need to pay enough ransom, and then you can eat and drink well and go home.

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