The ruthless pursuit lasted for half a day, with the warriors running and killing. The enemy militiamen were overtaken in groups. They were either hit in the vitals and turned into cold corpses; or they had their hands tied and became prisoners under escort.
Only a few people can escape the open lake plains, enter the rolling western mountains and forests, and then follow the rivers back to their hometowns.
Chapala's feathered army moved like the wind, turning dozens of miles. They boarded the small boat carrying food, abandoned all the food, and then tried their best to go downstream. The pursuing city-state warriors stopped by the river and looked at the river.
Excited and sighing. They captured the straggler warriors, collected valuable food and grass, hid their personal seizures, and escorted the prisoners back.
It wasn't until the sun set from the sky, bright red penetrated the earth, and darkness flooded the battlefield that the day's fighting ended.
After a great victory, there are only three important military affairs. The first is to count military achievements and reward generals. The second is to calculate casualties, provide pensions and organize the troops. The third is to deal with prisoners and collect food and supplies. They are said to be three things, but they are often combined.
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The army set up camp near the battlefield and lit bonfires at night. Shulot summoned the generals in the army to celebrate by drinking thin wine, and then announced the summary of the battlefield.
"The Holy City Legion killed the general and captured the flag, which should be considered the first achievement! Come, Orosh, my teacher. Drink this cup to the full and applaud your bravery!"
The young commander stood in the middle of the tent. He held a clay pot in his hand, poured the wine himself, and encouraged the meritorious generals.
This is what it should mean. As the most loyal lineage, the Holy City Legion directly faced the enemy's toughest central army and carried out the most heroic assault. They killed and injured two thousand enemy warriors and suffered five hundred casualties.
Orosh, the leader of the human army, took the lead, killed the warrior chief of the Feather family, broke the enemy commander's flag, and also bravely won the three armies.
Olosh laughed, took the tequila wine, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Congratulations to Your Highness! Since the battle is won, we can go south soon! This western expedition will be invincible, and the Northern Route Army will be powerful in the world!"
Shulot smiled and nodded. He poured another glass of wine and said solemnly.
"The artillery team fired several rounds to suppress the morale of the Chinese army and defeat the enemy's two wings. This is considered a secondary achievement! Dozens of artillery craftsmen have all been promoted to warriors!"
After saying that, the young commander waved. In the corner of the tent, a craftsman representative came forward. His face was full of joy, but his feet were trembling. He first bowed his head and paid homage, then carefully took the wine glass and took a few sips respectfully.
.Then, the craftsman half-bowed and paid respect to the generals in the tent.
The generals nodded slightly, and most of them took a small sip. Only Monkey and Ezpan, who led the militia, finished their drinks in one sip to show their solemnity.
Shulot remained silent and took everything in his eyes.
After this battle, the artillery used its unquestionable power to shock the battlefield and gave low-status technical craftsmen a real foothold in the army. In addition to the traditional warriors and militia, the Mexican Legion also
A new class was born, skilled craftsmen who control firearms!
The young commander knows the general trend of firearms development in the future. He plans to set up a special artillery station and a military school, establish the system and regulations by himself, and cultivate this new force. As for the person in charge of the firearms unit, he must have a forward-looking vision and the ability to learn and explore.
He is still thinking carefully about his abilities.
"The Legion of God's Blessing broke into the enemy's right wing with an unstoppable edge. The temple guards surrounded the enemy's rear and completely defeated the enemy. Natali, Etalik, you are the third! Come, drink this cup together, and congratulate the Lord God.
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The two generals of the religious legion saluted and came forward to have a drink with each other. They all praised him in unison.
"Praise the Lord God! The Lord God protects and grants victory in this battle! Your Highness is the beloved descendant of the Lord God. He is destined to fly high in the lake like an eagle, and then illuminate the world like the sun!"
Hearing this, all the generals also shouted together.
"Praise the Lord God, Your Highness! The sun shines on the world!"
The heroic shouts resounded through the big tent, accompanied by the excitement of hard work! In the outermost corner of the big tent, Izel from the western city-state looked excited and joined the cheers of the generals.
Not far from His Highness, the young Horta looked gloomy, his movements were stiff, and he was at a loss. As the successor head of the Sky Family who led the troops to surrender, His Highness gave him a favor and specially let him sit next to him. At this time, listening to Mo
The victory cheers of the Sika generals and feeling the majestic fighting spirit of everyone, Orta was like a young bird in a flock of mighty eagles, fearful, bowed and speechless.
Shulot smiled, satisfied with the high-spirited spirit of the generals. The two religious legions attacked for two quarters of an hour and completely defeated the Silver Legion. The casualties of both armies were only more than a hundred, and their morale remained strong and they could invest again.
Great war.
Then, the young commander raised his glass again and spoke with a smile, and the generals immediately fell silent.
"The Lance Corps defeated the militia on the front of the enemy army and held back the warriors on the wings of the Chapala Corps. They also made outstanding achievements in the war! Kuruca, Ezpan, you personally formed the Lance Corps, and now it is finally of great use. I
I am very happy! You know, it is not easy to lead an army, and it is even more difficult to train an army. Come! Drink this cup to the full, and all the generals will drink it together, and congratulate the two commanders!"
Kuruca stepped forward respectfully and slowly drank His Highness's glass of wine without leaving a drop. Then he said with a smile.
"It is only because of His Highness's promotion that I can lead an army alone. His Highness personally participated in the training of the new army and guided it carefully. With this victory, the Lance Corps will have the confidence to fight for His Highness against all enemies! Please allow me to toast Your Highness!"
The corner of Shulot's mouth raised, he patted "Monkey" on the shoulder affectionately, and then drank the toasted wine.
Seeing how much His Highness valued Kuruca, the generals felt jealous and toasted one after another to congratulate this humble-looking legion commander who was born a commoner. Kuruca responded with a smile on his face. He replied sincerely.
Great, it makes people feel like taking a breath of spring breeze.
Then, Ezpin also came forward. He bowed deeply, drank the drink carefully, and then imitated Kuruca's behavior and toasted to His Highness.
"Your Highness, you have given me new life and light, and are the only sun in my heart! Please allow me to toast you and offer you eternal loyalty. The Tarasco Legion will fight for you, no matter who the enemy is!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Hearing this, Horta raised his head and glanced at the general who was born in central Tarasco. He was wearing a Mexican uniform and had a sun belt around his neck.
God's amulet, and the armband of an Alliance warrior on his arm. Apart from the familiar accent in his accent, there is no trace of Tarasco anywhere on his body.
"I don't know which noble family he belonged to before he surrendered? Maybe I can quote him and ask for some information about the alliance."
Horta's eyes flickered, he thought seriously, and observed the situation in the big tent more carefully.
Seeing Ezpin's toast, Hulot was startled for a moment. Then he laughed loudly, accepted the other party's approach, and drank the wine as well.
In this battle, the eight thousand spear army proved the power of the spear formation. Facing the loose formation and only the brave militiamen, they were like chopping melons and vegetables, killing effortlessly. The front of the spear formation was extremely powerful, even in the face of the enemy's
Elite warriors can also gain the upper hand as long as their flanks and back are properly protected.
"The gun formation should not go into battle alone, but must be coordinated by friendly forces to cover the weak spots on the left and right. The gun formation needs to be combined, separated, or even formed into columns when necessary. This requires more battlefield training! And as long as the gun formation is not attacked
If they disperse, the casualties of the soldiers will not be serious."
During the war, the 8,000 spear corps had always maintained a complete formation. They fought against militiamen and samurai, and faced spears and arrow rain, but only lost more than 500 people. The distance advantage of the densely packed spears was fully reflected in close combat.
"After this battle, the status of the militia will be improved and they will find a path for the future! As long as they cooperate closely and train for half a year, the militia can still fight against the samurai who have been trained for five years!"
Shulot smiled and thought. He glanced at everyone, thoughtfully.
The performance of the generals can prove the problem. Kuruca is a subordinate of His Highness and has always trusted him, so everyone expressed his goodwill. But for Ezpan, who personally formed the new spear army, many generals who were born in samurai families lacked interest, and even
There is obvious rejection, not as good as the newly joined Natalie.
Seeing that His Highness accepted the toast, Ezpin looked happy. He imitated Kuruca and raised his glass to the generals, but only a few responded. He raised his glass awkwardly and stood in the audience, not knowing what to say for a moment.
What.
Shulot thought for a moment, then stood up, walked to Horta, and lifted him up.
The generals stopped exhorting each other to drink and became quiet again.
"This is the head of the Chapala Sky Family, the eldest son of the warrior I saw during the day! The Chapala warriors joined the alliance, and the Sky Legion surrendered to the Northern Army. I am very happy!"
With a smile on his face, Shulot looked at the embarrassed Horta.
"Horta, since you have inherited the name of the sky, you must be like your respected father! You must fight bravely and tenaciously, believe in the Lord God devoutly, obey the virtues of warriors, and be loyal to the great alliance! Remember
, follow your father’s last wish, lead the army back to your hometown, and make the traitorous Feather family pay the price!”
Hearing this, Horta looked excited and moved his heart. He thanked His Highness for the praise he had given to his father. He was frightened in his heart, but said it was not good.
"Thank you... Your Highness... for your loyalty... to the sun... for feathers... damn..."
Hulot observed the young master's expression, and then smiled slightly. He turned sideways and smiled towards Ezpin.
"Come on, Ezpin. You are not far from Horta's hometown. Please come forward and offer the wine in your hand to the warrior queen!"
