Chapter 395： Routed north (1/2)

The disaster that has fallen from the sky is still an endless sign.

I can't see where the enemy is, and I can't see what the attack is. Even the most intelligent magician in the coalition can't think of any spell that can be played so far if they still have the ability to think at the moment. The power is so great, and I still can't feel the slightest mana fluctuation before hitting, which is contrary to the common sense of magic!

In fact, until the continuous shells landed on the head and the whole open area was turned into a scorched earth, only a few people realized that they were "attacked". More people still didn't realize that the battle was already It started, not even realizing that it was the power of Cecil that was killing them.

They were bombarded, smashed, and gasified in the midst of a sudden, in the last few moments of their lives, they even couldn’t think of this horrible disaster and their ongoing "Cesil Expedition". What contact.

Until almost all the former soldiers were destroyed, the knights also died after 7788, only the remaining mages, knights and priests reacted, or guessed what the incredible **** was because of the fact that some people were frantic. The land shouted loudly: "The Cecils! The Cecils attacked!!"

But this squeak is as weak as a mosquito in a continuous explosion. Soon, the master of the squeak disappears into a new blast pit with his voice, and more people are blown by shells. Shock wave shocks to death.

Those who were unable to keep up with the big forces because of their slow action were fortunate. They fell behind in the back of the discipline, and they witnessed the nightmare scene on the plains on the gravel mountain road. The knights and mages rolled over in the "Skyfire Explosion" and crawled on the ground with broken limbs. Thousands of people’s leading troops flew out in a few breaths, and those who survived were heartbroken, but they were very It is almost as fatal as it is.

The horse was shocked.

The knights of the knights are trained to maintain a certain degree of calmness in the face of magical explosions created by the wizard, but this training is obviously limited. The intensive artillery bombing and occasional fireballs are obviously different. Things, the explosion on the battlefield exceeded the limits that the horses could bear, and even more deadly chaos broke out in the coalition.

The frightened and uncontrollable horses began to carry their masters in the military squad, and the aristocratic smugglers who were scared and stupid immediately lost the suppression of the aristocratic knights. They frightened and screamed and began to flee and flee, only a few The gigantic nobles and their knights shouted in a mess, trying to organize their order with their own seriousness, but soon they were also turned to the ground by their own horses, at least three points. One person was smashed into the meat by the horseshoes and iron boots that were running wildly in the next few minutes, and the rest of the people were stalked by the routing soldiers on the mountain road.

But behind them, there are still troops that don’t know the truth.

The front line of the coalition forces was too long. When the leading troops were dying in the artillery bombing, the soldiers in the middle and rear sections were even on the mountain road of the gravel ridge. They heard a loud explosion from afar and thought it was The thunderous sounds that are common in spring are echoing in the mountains. Most of the superstitious southern soldiers believe in one thing. That is, the thunder of spring means bad signs, especially when the spring thunder is ringing, you can’t stay in the mountains, otherwise it will be turned into The stones on the top of the mountain then stepped forward and stepped into the battle with the troops who were trying to withdraw.

One side is desperately trying to escape, and one side is still moving forward. All the nobles are using different flags, orders, and even dialects in different places. The huge chaos erupts on the hills of the gravel ridge. The overwhelmed soldiers were stalked around the crowd, some were pushed back to the doomsday plain, and some people rolled down the cliffs in a mess, the blast and screams crying. The sound finally began to spread toward the gravel ridge. I don't know who first shouted "The front defeated!", let the chaos completely erupt to a deadly level.

Viscount Carroll was brought back by the troops in front. Now he doesn’t know what happened in front of him. He only heard about people mentioning the thunder, and the mad soldiers yelled and yelled. Cecil had 10,000 great magicians, instantly destroying the Count of Hosman and the entire corps he led. These crazy news and the fact that the coalition fled at the moment shocked the poor heart of the Viscount, and he tried to maintain balance immediately. While moving to the north under the guards of the knights, the brain is incapable of thinking.

The mighty coalition forces have completely disintegrated, and the disintegration is like a broken plate. The knights and noble lords tried to reorganize the order several times, but in the end they could only go back and forth with the big troops. Can't do it. In the middle section of the gravel ridge, the surviving more than 20 nobles and their relatives are like a headless fly. Carol looks up in the shackles and sees that he can keep up with himself. Only half of the people left were not falling off the hillside, or being crowded by the swarming crowd.

But slowly, Viscount Carroll found that the routers had rejoined together, and in the team he found a somewhat familiar flag with the emblem of the Gülen family.

Roperie? Glan, the woman, ran out of the crowd. She was surrounded by a group of strong guards who seemed calm and reassuring. She came to the Viscounts of Carroll and said loudly: "Follow me. A group of people! Let's run northeast!"

The high-pitched voice of the womaness and the simple and straightforward way of speaking are not like a nobleman. They lack sufficient qualifiers and embellished tails, but at this moment the Viscount Carol feels very friendly and reliable. He immediately keeps up with him. While shouting at the knights who are still loyal behind them: "Follow up, keep up with the flag of the Graham family! Don't worry about the militia and the serf soldiers!"

Outside the gravel ridge, on a high ground far from the battlefield, a tower of cleverly disguised towers is hidden in the canopy of several giant woods. On the observation post at the top of the tower, a soldier wearing a Cecil-style armor Put down the telescope in his hand.

The soldier turned his head and said to his peers behind him: "Sign the signal, three red and two yellow."

A few moments later, a few small special light grenades were launched into the sky, and several colored soots burst in the sky.

On the windward hills, a commander ran to Philip: "Adults, observing the whistle signaled half of the artillery hits, the enemy has begun to flee."

"The result is that I didn't use the minefield and the near-defense position at all... It really is a group of people," Philip couldn't help but shook his head. "Forget it, the heavy artillery stopped the fire after the base, and sent a signal to the second brigade. They bite the enemy, don't let people run away."