"How is it?" Ravian asked Hollin with an ugly face.
"To be honest...the Crusaders have been destroyed, and the archers and archers have also suffered a lot of casualties, but the most important thing is the Crusaders. There are no more than a thousand people who can breathe..." Huolin felt very sad. He could only count the battles just now.
Only after the loss did he realize what a heavy price the soldiers of the Principality of Nyx paid in order to stop those damn chariots! Of the three thousand Crusaders, less than a thousand can stand up so far, and the enemy's remaining
There are only over a thousand corpses in front of the formation, and the most deadly thing is that this is only the first wave of enemies. It is still unknown whether there will be enemies chasing after them...
"Take the wounded, burn the bodies of our soldiers, and then retreat quickly!" Lavian issued this order with difficulty. After all, they no longer have the ability to give their fallen comrades a decent funeral. In order to prevent their bodies from being
The enemies committed blasphemy, and Lavian could only reluctantly order their bodies to be burned.
"Okay, I understand..." After a moment of silence, Huolin gritted his teeth and turned around to convey the order.
"Sir, the result is worse than we imagined!" A knight rushed over and said to Lavian.
"Tell me, I can still hold on!" Ravian cheered up.
"The only remaining crusade organization has collapsed. Almost all the officers have died in the battle. Even Commander Rockefele (third-level berserker) has died in the battle. The highest-ranking officer that can be found now is actually a trainee soldier...
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"This is really the best news I heard today!" Lavian laughed at himself, but his eyes were filled with unprecedented solemnity.
Although most of the Crusaders are composed of ordinary people, the officers of each ten-man team are led by professionals. A total of 300 warriors or trainee warriors under the leadership of the third-level berserker commander support this army.
The backbone of the army, and facing the enemy, the officers of the Crusaders naturally stood in front of the ordinary soldiers. Therefore, in the first round of collision, the Crusaders' officer queue was already in name only. The terrifying impact of that moment took away the Crusaders.
Nearly 90% of the army's professional officers... so much so that after the battle, the number of surviving Crusaders officers was actually no more than two hands...
"It's so tragic... This wrong war must end. We chose the wrong war at the wrong time and in the wrong place..." Lavian sighed.
"We failed in this Eastern Campaign..." The knight sighed, looking very lonely.
"Failed? Haha! Now I just hope that the surviving soldiers of the Principality can escape unharmed! Winning or losing is no longer within my scope of consideration!" A wry smile appeared on Lavian's face.
"Lord Lavian! The fire has been lit, and things that can be quickly moved to the camp have been packed!" Hollin returned.
Ironically, the chariots left by the chariot people became an important tool for the Crusaders of the Principality of Nyx to transfer the wounded and baggage...
"Leave this place where we shed all our blood and tears!" Lavian stared at the blazing fire in the distance, which was the burned remains of the sacrificed soldiers of the Principality of Nyx.
"Retreat!" Holling growled to the only remaining officers surrounding him.
In an instant, the shrunken team left here noisily. Although there were constant groans and curses along the way, their marching speed and discipline were not disordered at all.
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"Wow! This ship is not small!" Jesse Ava pretended to be exaggerated. At this moment, Lance and his party were waving goodbye to the Druid leader Bion beside the Carryan Ferry. They were leading their horses to board in an orderly manner.
Boat.
"..." Lance rubbed his eyebrows. Having seen Galen's ships, he had no idea about these double-decker wooden ships. For him, any ship that can carry his army down the river is a good ship.
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"Stop sighing! Come with me!" Lance picked up Jesse Ava, who was standing on the shore and was about to sing.
"Hey! You're so rude!" Jesse Ava said angrily with his little eyes widened.
"Okay, Your Highness, I apologize to you, but our time is really tight now. If possible, I hope to come back before summer! I don't have much time to waste on this journey!" Lance knew Roland's Moria.
Expedition plan, as one of the most important members of the Lagrand Kingdom, Lance was not willing to miss this opportunity to fight alongside his lord.
"Okay, if that's the case, you really don't have much time." Jesse Ava's expression softened. After all, now that he has something to ask for, he still needs to bow his head appropriately when under the roof of others.
"Thank you again! Lord Bion! Thank you for your help!" Lance expressed his heartfelt thanks. If it weren't for this druid branch that still stood at the Carr Rock Ferry, Lance would have to worry about crossing the river now.
"You're welcome, you paid the money after all!" Bion threw the money bag around his waist jokingly.
"Hahaha! Then let's say goodbye and see you in the summer!" Lance waved his hand.
"Oh! By the way, you have to bring these potions!" Bion suddenly caught up with him in three steps and then took out a few small bottles of blue liquid from the package on his waist.
"This is?" Lance looked at these crudely packaged magic potions and suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.
"Haha, this is the exorcism potion I prepared myself! It can barely enter the ranks of high-level potions, and it is no problem to expel ordinary intermediate monsters!" Beorn grinned with a wide mouth and a simple smile.
"Huh?" Lance widened his "dog eyes." This druid is not simple! His secondary profession is actually a pharmacist! If there was an orthodox pharmacist in Rapid City, Lance would laugh to death, although
Yun Feng is a wise man, but there is still a gap between an alchemist and a pharmacist. Of course, an alchemist who has dabbled in many fields cannot be as pure as a pharmacist and has special professional bonuses. Therefore, under the same circumstances, the effects of potions made by pharmacists are comparable to those of alchemists.
The semi-combat profession Warlock is so effective!
"Thank you for your generous gift! May the Dragon God bless you!" Lance gave Beion a pleasing aristocratic courtesy. He knew clearly that the bag of gold coins he paid for renting the boat was probably not even a fraction of the value of the medicines in his hand.
"Don't thank me. I configured these myself when I had nothing to do. Don't expect them to be so expensive! Although you are traveling by water, it is not 100% safe. These exorcism potions can help you avoid most monsters in the water.
Yes..." Bion said sincerely.
"Thank you!" Lance nodded heavily. After all, even a water monitor can crawl out of the broken place of the Swift River. Lance would not be surprised if anything appears in the gray river that is so wide and so long.
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"Okay, boys! Are you ready? Let's go!" Lance waved his hand, and the boatmen he hired immediately operated the sails on the masts, and soon the ships started to move slowly.
"Pay attention to observation and alert! Be sure to pay attention to the monsters in the water!" Lance warned.
"Don't worry, sir!" the Lordaeron rangers said in unison. After all, as rangers, they have outstanding eyesight and are the best candidates for observers.
"Let's go!" Everyone said happily lying on the side of the boat.