Under the pouring rain, Talinnam raised his sword high and used his last strength to lead the twelve knights of the kingdom to charge.
This is a fatal charge, this is a charge with no return, it is the last glimpse of the glory of the Bretonnian knights.
It's like a flash in the pan in the dark age. Maybe, a few years later, no one will remember this battle in Death Valley, and no one will know what kind of battle that weeping ghosts and gods once took place in this dark and cold valley.
No one will know how a group of knights in distress who once had a chance to escape launched a suicidal charge in a desperate situation, for the sake of the vow they once made. In order not to leave regrets and regrets for the rest of their lives.
Twelve scarred and wounded Bretonnian knights charged, and no one deserted.
The golden light pierced the clouds and enveloped them, turning the knights into a ball of shining golden swords and rushing into the endless darkness of the green-skinned army...
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Half a month later, when the Bretonnian Third Fleet, which was on an expedition to the Badlands, learned that Duke Sean's knight army had been completely wiped out in Death Valley, everyone felt extremely shocked and horrified.
The chivalrous expeditionary force led by Duke Sean accounts for almost one-third of the total Bretonnian chivalrous expeditionary force, and many of them are elite troops who have experienced the Battle of Oka Mountain.
According to the plan, the chivalrous expeditionary force under Duke Sean will arrive in the Badlands two months earlier than the other Bretonnian legions. As the leading legion to open up the southern battlefield, it will lay the foundation for the chivalrous expeditionary force that follows and establish a frontline fortress.
Now it seems that the plan has failed and has greatly damaged the confidence and morale of the other two chivalrous expeditionary forces.
"The Duke's coalition forces have been completely wiped out, we must return to Bretonnia!"
On the deck, the young and vigorous noble knight Leon Leo Cornish shouted indignantly.
However, his uncle Philip did not think so. Compared with young Lyon, Philip seemed much calmer and calmer. In other words, before setting off, he had thought of the worst outcome and made the final retreat and preparations.
.
"Tell me your reasons, Leon."
Philip stood on the deck, letting the sea breeze blow his long hair. Even though he had mixed feelings in his heart, he still looked at his nephew, who was also his subordinate, with a calm face. As the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces, he must face everything with a calm mind.
, even if it’s just pretending.
"The greenskins launched an attack before us. In the battle of Death Valley, the elite of the Chivalrous Expeditionary Force were lost. We no longer have the strength to gain a foothold in the bad land. Don't expect the Principality of Tyrell, let alone the border princes to lead those small nobles.
, they couldn't even protect their own territory. It can be said that the destruction of Duke Sean's legion marked the end of this chivalrous expedition."
Leon said angrily——
"More importantly, after defeating the Duke, the huge green-skinned army will never turn back or disappear into the canyon. They will definitely rush out of the valley and head towards the hinterland of Bretonnia."
Leon's words were like a sharp sword, revealing the true situation of the expeditionary force. That is, there was a fire in the backyard, they were too busy to take care of themselves, and they were unable to launch any more chivalrous expeditions.
"We must turn around and return to Bretonnia immediately, uncle."
Leon went on to say——
"I guess that the green-skinned army that annihilated Duke Xion was by no means a mob. They must have a powerful commander. Orcs and goblins are a group of undisciplined beasts, and they can organize them and launch an ambush. This green-skinned army
Commander Pi's leadership ability must not be underestimated."
"It took half a month for the news to reach us. At the greenskin's marching speed, we could get there from Death Valley to Cologne in a month if we go faster. Even if we docked immediately and stopped, we would have to wait until
It will take another half a month after the king sends the order. By then, the orcs may have already reached the city of Cologne!"
"More than half of the knights in Bretonnia have participated in this expedition. There are very few knights left in the territory, and they cannot organize a decent counterattack in a short time. Therefore, my prediction is that Cologne's situation will be
It will be very dangerous."
Phillip nodded and motioned for Leon to continue.
"Of course, the greenskin are not the Imperial Guards and do not have such good discipline. Even if they set the target at the beginning is the capital city of Cologne, the orcs and goblins under the greenskin warlord are likely to burn, kill and loot along the way.
, This will greatly delay their march. Even if the greenskin leader leads his trusted troops to the gates of Colonni first, it will be impossible to retain the same size of greenskin army around him."
"This is our only chance!"
Leon then said——
"We are racing against time. The sooner we return to Bretonnia, the sooner we can stop the greenskins from burning, killing and looting in our territory. Of course, more importantly, we can protect Cologne and the king."
When he said the last sentence, Leon's tone was obviously much stiffer. Even if he didn't say it, the uncle and nephew already knew that they didn't really want to protect the king. Over the years, the image of Victor in their hearts was no longer the same as that of the devil.
Not much. It's just that out of so-called loyalty, they must support the king, even if they only do so on the surface.
"Is there a possibility, Leon, that the green-skinned legion did not enter Bretonnia as you said, but instead entered other places, such as the empire or the southern kingdom. In that case, we would not
If you turn back without permission after receiving the king's order, isn't this equivalent to disobeying the king's order and disobeying the will of the Lake Goddess?"
Philip asked back calmly.
For a moment, Leon was asked. Indeed, things should go as he expected, but there are always exceptions in everything. He is not a prophet and cannot predict what has not happened yet. Indeed, what his uncle said is also possible.
Appear. The movements of green skins are always elusive. These beasts sometimes do not care about tactics or purpose, and are just for killing. Perhaps in their view, the empire next door has a larger population and richer towns...
It's more worth their while to take the risk.
However, the hesitation only lasted for a moment. When Leon spoke again, Philip felt the resentment of the young knight.
"The king's order does not represent the will of the Lake Goddess!"
Leon said loudly.
This sentence made the knights below look surprised.
Even his uncle Philip himself frowned.
"Besides, we are here to defend the country, our homeland, and Bretonnia. There is nothing wrong with this. I believe that even if the plan changes and the greenskins have not entered Bretonnia and the king has not ordered us to return, then we
We have not committed any serious crime. After all, our starting point is right. At any moment, the knights of Bretonnia should give priority to protecting the country. I believe that even if we misjudge the situation, the Lady of the Lake will
will forgive us."
Leon said swornly, and some smart knights had already detected a trace of hostility and dissatisfaction towards the king in his words. Obviously, Leon's words had put aside the relationship between the Lady of the Lake and King Victor...