Chris showed no mercy at all. He chose the place where the enemy troops were most concentrated and dropped a total of twenty bombs, and they were the most lethal incendiary bombs.
Fuel is mixed with white phosphorus. This is the most lethal weapon developed by Reggie so far. After an incendiary bomb falls, it will turn the surrounding area dozens of feet into a sea of flames. Even if only a small cluster of flames falls on the soldiers,
It can also cause fatal damage. It cannot be shaken off or extinguished. It can only be allowed to burn every inch of flesh and blood on the body.
First, the infantry were crowded in the center of the army. Their awkward position and heavy equipment made it impossible for them to escape. A thousand infantrymen were wiped out in a few minutes.
Next came the cavalry, and the two thousand cavalry did not last long. Their horses became a complete burden on the rugged path.
There were only a few hundred baggage troops left, so Chris let them go for the time being. As a barrier to block the enemy, Chris felt that they had played their due role.
There is only one thing to do next, and that is to hunt down Charlemagne.
Although Chris misses his brother very much and is looking forward to the duel in the Lion City, this does not affect Chris's urgent desire to kill him immediately. This is the best way to end the war.
The airship was always hovering over Charlemagne's head, and Charlemagne also made his best efforts to escape. He looked for all available bunkers and the shortest escape route. At the critical moment of life and death, he made a series of unimaginable tricks.
The emergency response finally allowed him to escape from the sight of the airship with Andrew, Spindu and a team of soldiers.
Chris gave up the pursuit of Charlemagne and turned to collect the survivors on the mountain.
The soldiers who escaped the bombing continued to run wildly. After the second round of bombing, the remaining soldiers were intercepted by Iron Skull.
After seeing Reggie's signal flare, Iron Skull led the orcs to rush to the battlefield. Although their battle axes were hungry for blood, they still chose grenades first.
Every explosion affects the nerves of Ryan's soldiers. The soldiers who have just escaped from hell have lost the desire to fight. They just hope that the battle will end as soon as possible. No matter they are captured or killed, they just want to wait for a result. They don't want to fight again.
It smells like gunpowder, not to mention those white elves that smell like garlic.
Of the 3,000-man army, more than 1,700 people were killed and more than 800 people were captured. Only more than 300 people escaped with Charlemagne.
The wailing of the enemy soldiers can still be heard in the sea of fire. Even if Reggie is merciful, he can't find a way to rescue them. The power of the incendiary bombs mixed with white phosphorus is so terrifying that the fire cannot be extinguished. In the next few days, the surrounding area will be destroyed.
It will all turn into scorched earth within a few miles.
This battle still did not satisfy the orcs. An orc named Shattered Bones grabbed a prisoner and provoked: "Your people are several times more than ours. We only have a hundred people. Don't you want to have another good fight?"
?Take your people and fight again!"
This prisoner was an officer. One of his hands was blown off and half of his face was burnt. Even so, he still did not lose his soldierly spirit.
He pointed to the airship above his head and said: "Let this damn devil leave. Don't use your bombs if you can. Let's have a fair duel. Do you dare?"
Broken Bones laughed loudly and said: "Okay! Let's change the place to fight. You are injured. I allow you to bring one more person. Come on, fight with me!"
Iron Skull stopped Broken Bones and said: "Stop getting entangled here, take the prisoners and leave quickly. This ghost place is terrible."
Broken Bone laughed and said: "I was just joking, this is a hero, I like such a hero!"
Not only were the orcs dissatisfied with the war, Reggie was not very satisfied either.
"Charlemagne only brought more than 3,000 people," Reggie shook his head and said, "It seems he still despises me."
"Including the orcs, you have less than 300 soldiers. Do 3,000 people still despise you?" Chris said: "Furthermore, more troops are not better. Charlemagne's battle is about surprise attacks, less and less."
A better soldier will make him move faster."
"Actually, he almost succeeded," Reggie sighed. "If he had better luck, he could kill all the residents outside the city, and he could also fight in the upper reaches of my territory as he pleased. I didn't fight with him.
With his ability to fight on plain ground, if we fight again, I'm afraid I will have to defend Broken Snow City again and let him do whatever he wants in my territory."
"The war will come again soon. Charlemagne is not someone who gives up easily," Chris said. "But you don't have to be so pessimistic. Being able to realize your own weaknesses is a rare quality. Your most fatal weakness is that you have too few troops.
, and we have to garrison Hanfeng Fortress and Camel Island respectively. The spring plowing season is coming, don’t always think about managing your crops, you should also think about how to manage your army.”
"I would like to run an army, but where will the soldiers come from?"
"Lord Victor, you are no longer the pauper lord with only more than a thousand people," Chris smiled. "You have more than 3,000 slaves and more than 3,000 refugees in your territory. Give them to me."
Give them a chance, give them to me, and I can form an army of eight hundred for you. With these terrifying weapons of yours, you will have the capital to compete with a country."
"Leave it to you?" The corners of Reggie's mouth sank, and the whole mouth turned into a semicircle.
"You just don't want to believe me," Chris sighed helplessly, "Okay, I promise you, I will only help you train soldiers, not lead them in battle. All the trained soldiers will belong to Jiawen Gusta.
Under his command."
"Jarvan does not accept slaves or refugees."
"Believe me, he will accept it," Chris patted his chest confidently, "Think carefully about my suggestion."
"No need to think about it," Reggie ordered to return. "I agree to your request. When we return to Shattering Snow City, I will draft a military recruitment order immediately."
After returning to Shattering Snow City, Reggie immediately fulfilled his promise. A recruitment order was posted on the new residents' residence. The newly recruited soldiers were unified into the Third Army, with Chris as the commander.
According to Chris's suggestion, the Third Army cannot enjoy the same treatment as the First Army and the Second Army, otherwise it will affect the morale of other soldiers and not be conducive to stimulating the fighting spirit of the Third Army.
"They don't belong to Suixue City, and they don't have such deep feelings for Suixue City," Chris pointed out the key point. "They must learn to cherish it, and let them learn to use military exploits to gain identity and status."
Reggie adopted Chris's suggestion. Soldiers selected into the Third Army will receive three gold coins every year, and will also be exempted from land rent and taxes.
After the recruitment order was posted, the refugees responded quickly, with hundreds of people applying that day. They did not want to fight for Reggie, but their living conditions were too harsh, and an eight-acre piece of land had to be handed over.
An offering of two thousand pounds is already close to the limit of land production for today's backward farming technology. The attraction of tax exemption has been irresistible, not to mention getting three gold coins every year. In the poor world,
In our country, even the Royal Guards cannot get such a handsome salary.
But the slaves did not give much response. They cherished their land even more, and the 30% contribution every year was already a great gift to them.
Chris was not in a hurry to screen the soldiers. He first went to the dungeon to visit the captured Ryan soldiers. Following Iron Skull's suggestion, he was the first to find the officer whose hand was blown off.
"Your name is Arlon, right? I have heard of your name. You once served in the Golden Lion Army."
Arron was shackled and saluted Chris with difficulty: "I am a soldier, and I must obey the general's orders, but I still respect you, my prince."
Chris looked at Arron's bare wrist and said: "I feel very sad. Maybe you don't believe it, but I really feel sad. You are the outstanding warriors of the kingdom. Everything you have encountered makes my heart feel like a knife."
"I believe, my Highness, the battlefield should be like this, and you don't have to blame yourself for this," Arron pointed to the gauze on his wrist and said, "A doctor has been here, and the food is not bad. As prisoners, we
We didn’t suffer too much, so you don’t have to worry about us.”
Chris said: "I will ask Viscount Victor to release you. Although it may be a little bit...but I still want to ask, are you willing to fight for me?"
Arlon hesitated for a long time and said: "I can't judge matters between the royal family, but Your Highness, the families of the soldiers are still on the land of the kingdom. If we betray His Majesty Charlemagne, you know what the consequences will be."
It was obvious that Charlemagne would kill the traitor's family.
"I was too stupid," Chris said with a smile. "Take a few days to rest and you will be able to leave here soon."
After walking out of the dungeon, Chris smiled to himself.
Before coming here, Edmund had warned Chris and asked him to advise Reggie to kill these prisoners. If they were released back to the Kingdom of Ryan, they would also put on Charlemagne's jersey.
People's hearts are not easily bribed. Although Chris understood this truth, he still had a wishful dream.