At the same time, Commander Bacher, who was originally stationed in the rear, led his troops to a group of cavalry who had taken the initiative to retreat.
"Commander Bacher, what's wrong, there is an ambush from the Agate Principality. They used a weapon they have never seen before and fired extremely thick and long arrows. They have killed several of our royal knights!"
"What?" Bacher has been sitting in the rear to guard against possible enemies in the south of the valley, but his attention has also been observing the situation here.
But because the distance was seven to eight hundred meters, and the smoke and dust were floating due to the galloping horses, they didn't notice the crossbow arrows streaking across the sky.
In addition, Nalant and the others were also very well-covered, setting up positions under a few short trees.
As a result, when viewed from a distance, everything is blocked by the fallen leaves in front of them. Only by looking up from the foot of the mountain can one see their presence.
It wasn't until this moment that Bacher knew about the existence of Nalant and others.
As his subordinates reported, he also looked towards the vacated battlefield, and sure enough he saw six direct cavalrymen nailed to the ground by wooden poles that looked like spears, which was quite conspicuous.
Several cavalrymen who had previously gone after the Tulip family had already escaped and informed them of the annihilation of the entire team. They also said that the other party was capable of firing terrifying arrows. Even the Bronze Knight could not withstand these thick arrows.
Bacher was a little unconvinced at first, thinking that these guards were worried about taking the responsibility for the failure and retreat, so they were talking nonsense.
But now the crossbow appeared again and killed six royal knights at once. He knew that those guards really didn't lie!
However, how did they manage to shoot such thick and long arrows with such great power at a distance of three to four hundred meters?
As a native of this technologically backward world, Bacher couldn't imagine how this was done even though he had reached the peak level of Silver.
"Vice Commander Bacher, the other party seems to have only captured the Royal Knights for a sneak attack. Now sixteen Royal Knights have been lost!" At this time, the deputy in charge beside Bacher asked worriedly, "Should we send someone to go there?"
Will the sneak attackers be dealt with on the mountain?"
"I have explored the terrain here in advance. Although the hills on both sides are not high, they are very steep. It is very difficult to climb. We can only find roads from both sides to let the team go up."
"So, it is too time-consuming to send people to search and deal with those sneak attackers!"
Bacher vetoed the proposal,
Before the ambush, he had sent people to survey the terrain. In order to prevent the meat from flying off, even the gentler slopes would be dug into vertical steep slopes.
"This...Vice Commander Bacher, what should we do now?" The steward of the Marquis Lisen family was a little anxious.
"Since we can't capture them at the lowest cost, we can't wait any longer. We'll leave five hundred men to guard against possible enemies in the south of the valley, and everyone else is ready to launch a general attack on me!" Bacher's murderous aura suddenly released.
He was not prepared to delay any longer. He originally wanted to capture the heirs of the Agate Principality at the minimum cost. After all, he had enough time.
If the Agate Principality wants to come to support, it will take at least two hours, or even longer.
And it would only take them more than an hour at the longest to capture these more than a thousand people.
But now casualties cannot be avoided, and the opponent's direct sneak attack is the Royal Knights, so we might as well just ignore the casualties and go all out to win.
"Yes! Master Bacher!"
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At the same time, the Northern Principality was caught off guard by Nalant's ballistae, but the heirs of the Agate Principality seemed to have found a life-saving straw one by one.
"We have reinforcements! That's Miss Stella!"
"Miss Stella, help us, help us!"
"Yes! Miss Stella, please save us!"
The noble heirs below shouted to the top one after another. After all, they were used to being rich.
Faced with a desperate situation, no one can remain calm.
Even if there are some heirs with some blood, no one is willing to fight to the death when faced with the hope of survival.
"Miss Stella, the eldest prince is here with me, and several heirs to the earl are also here. You quickly find a way to throw a rope down and let us climb up!"
At this time, Tony also shamelessly raised his head and shouted upwards.
In order to increase the success rate, he directly used the name of the eldest prince.
The eldest prince naturally had no objection to this, but Tony said what he couldn't say.
"I'm sorry, His Royal Highness, and everyone, we don't have enough ropes here, so you can only find ways to resist the attack of the Northern Principality."
"And we will support you on the top of this mountain!" Stella heard the call and answered downwards with a strong fighting spirit.
In fact, Nalant had a rope, but it was not enough. After all, it was more than 100 meters high. The rope they put together was only one at most, and they couldn't save many people at all.
On the contrary, it may accelerate the collapse of the team, so it is better to let them fight to the death together below, so that they can survive.
Besides, Nalant didn't say anything about the rope, and Stella didn't ask about it either. It was obvious that she had the same idea as Nalant.
After hearing the answer, the eldest prince and several other noble heirs all looked disappointed.
If there were ropes, they would definitely be able to escape immediately. As for the other teammates, they didn't think so much at all.
"You and the Rangers defend together! It seems that the Northern Principality is about to launch a full-scale attack. If you don't take action, you won't be able to escape after the Rangers are killed!"
At this moment, Nalant and others who were standing high up saw the movements of the Northern Principality team.
Nearly two hundred direct cavalrymen have gathered, and more than one thousand three hundred ordinary cavalrymen have also begun to form formation.
Hearing Stella's reminder, the young heirs below immediately turned pale, and the final attack was finally upon them.
From the rangers in front, the officers' voices of instruction could also be heard faintly, encouraging the rangers to prepare for a fight to the death.
"Then let's fight! Miss Stella is right, if all the rangers die, we won't be able to survive!"
"Yes! Then let's fight!" Perhaps knowing that they were finally doomed, many of the young heirs who were already somewhat bloody began to sink their boats and prepare to give it a try.
Tony's face was pale. Listening to the young heir's call for a fight to the death, he looked at the eldest prince: "Your Highness, what should we do?"
"Then let's fight!" The eldest prince hid his hands in his cloak and responded with a livid face.
In fact, his hands were shaking so much and he had no determination to die, but as the heir to the throne, he had to pretend to be calm.
"It's all Stella's fault. Originally, the good fight could last for a long time, maybe we could wait for support, but now they come to disrupt the situation. Not only did they fail to rescue us, they also angered the Northern Principality cavalry and made them start a general attack!"
Tony, a guy with a clear mind, finally spilled his resentment on Stella out of fear.
After hearing this, several of the earl's heirs around had different expressions, but they all remained silent.
The eldest prince didn't express his opinion either. He just hoped that he could rely on his identity to persuade the other party not to kill him but to capture him instead.
In this way, he has a chance to survive.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
At this time, the attack bugle sound of the Northern Principality finally came from the front.
This is the beginning of the general attack, because only when the team exceeds 500 people, the army will use the trumpet to give orders.
Only in this way can the order be conveyed to the ears of all soldiers as soon as possible.