412: Chapter 50, Tragic_3 412: Chapter 50, Tragic_3 Many squares appeared on the field.
They seemed able to divide and compress the Bimon Cavalry, potentially surrounding and annihilating them in the end.
However, there were huge problems with the coordination among these squares.
They failed to divide the Bimon Cavalry in time and instead were repeatedly broken through the middle by them.
Where the legions joined, problems occurred frequently.
Either a huge gap was left, or they all collided, and no one could form a proper battle formation.
Just one lapse could allow the Bimon Cavalry to break free and roam again on the outer edge of the battlefield.
Now, they were directly rushing towards Crown Prince Caesar, not just as a bluff, but for a real breakthrough.
There were three waves of soldiers in the way, but they were broken through in a blink of the eye.
Just as Crown Prince Caesar was indecisive about whether to retreat, thick smoke suddenly rose from the camp behind him.
“The main camp is under enemy attack!”
With this thought, Crown Prince Caesar unexpectedly felt relieved instead of worried.
If two units of the Bimon Cavalry that had conducted the sneak attack on his allies had headed to the main camp, then the Bimon Cavalry before him had become an isolated force.
“Earl, don’t worry.
It won’t be easy for the Bimon Cavalry to come over.
The Second Legion is already blocking them.
After they break through these dozens of interceptions, it’s not too late to consider retreating.”
Order them to stop pursuing the fleeing Orcs, and focus all their efforts on consuming this Bimon Cavalry…”
Before he could say the word “Cavalry,” the sound of an urgent announcement came from afar.
“Report!”
“Your Royal Highness, the Gryphon Cavalry sent to scout have not returned with any information for over an hour and a half, and the subsequent Gryphon Cavalry has also lost contact.”
“Report!”
“Your Royal Highness, a unit of Bimon Cavalry is appearing 20 miles to the southwest, rushing towards us.”
“Report!”
“Your Royal Highness, the Silver Moon Wolf Royal Clan army is attacking the rear camp, and tens of thousands of Wolf Cavalry are heading straight to our position.
The distance is less than…”
…
Successive battle reports piled up, leaving Caesar no time to respond, making his head buzz.
From the moment he received the news of the Gryphon Cavalry’s incident, he knew he was specifically targeted by the enemy, and the trouble he was in was huge.
However, he didn’t expect the trouble he was facing to be so big – in addition to the Bimon Royal Court’s army, the Silver Moon Imperial Court’s army also participated in this battle.
In fact, the Orcs cannot be judged by common sense.
Each of the Five Great Emperor Courts fought for themselves, but there is no rule stating that they cannot cooperate with each other.
Realizing this fact when the war is already on his doorstep is obviously too late.
What Crown Prince Caesar couldn’t understand was that he hadn’t done anything before, this was his first battle since his debut, why did he suffer from such targeted attacks by the Orcs.
Taking down the Gryphon Cavalry he dispatched was not something that a few Lambda Footsoldiers could accomplish.
In fact, most of the Hawkman soldiers were not opponents of the Gryphon Cavalry.
The ones capable of taking them out would either be the strongmen of Hawkman Tribe or the super-strongmen of other Orc Royal Families.
The whole battlefield was like a large net, designed to capture him, like a fish.
Thinking of this, Crown Prince Caesar wanted to cry but had no tears.
Who had he offended to be targeted in this way?
No need to think so much, after this battle his dream of being a General will be completely shattered, and he will lose the chance to command an army.
Even in this battle, his performance was moderate, and he didn’t make any major mistakes, but the result was the same.
Losers have no say, even if he is a crown prince, he is no exception.
Even holding the title of Commander in Chief, people still have to be willing to cooperate.
The nobility of the Alpha Kingdom needs a commander who can lead them to win, not a Crown Prince with a noble status.
“Your Highness, things have reached this point.
Issue an order to retreat and save our forces first!”
Count Jose began to persuade.
Deep in his heart, he regretted not preventing the Crown Prince Caesar’s arbitrary actions from leading the army into danger.
The Bimon Cavalry before them couldn’t be defeated, and the enemy’s reinforcements were about to kill again.
If they didn’t run away now, it would be difficult to escape later.
After a moment’s hesitation, Crown Prince Caesar gritted his teeth and ordered, “The Second Legion is responsible for the rear guard, the rest will retreat with me!”
At such a close distance, it’s almost impossible for two-legged creatures to run against four-legged creatures.
Even though the Second Legion was left to guard the rear, leading the majority of the troops away was still extremely difficult.
Every time Crown Prince Caesar thought of the tragedy of being pursued by enemy cavalry while retreating, he felt worried.
In the main camp where the expeditionary forces stored their grain and baggage, it was already a river of blood.
The camp was indeed robust, and the two Moxi New Legion indeed defended the camp vigorously, but their strength wasn’t enough.
Facing the sudden Wolf Cavalry, the new soldiers were completely stunned.
They were supposed to guard against a raid from the Bimon Cavalry, but it turned out to be the Wolf Cavalry?
The answer to their question was the long spears of the Wolf Cavalry.
Taking advantage of the moment when the defenders were in chaos, the Wolf Clan Death Squad charged in the front and soon tore a hole in the camp.
The rushing Wolf Cavalry launched a brutal massacre on the defenders.
In no time, bodies were sprawled across the ground, and blood painted the world red.
Facing the brutal slaughter of the Wolf Cavalry, aside from lighting up the distress smoke, the defenders could only struggle in the blood.
The panic spread, even though the aristocratic military officers charged bravely, they failed to remedy the situation with the soldiers losing morale.
No sign of reinforcements, increasing numbers of soldiers were desperate.
Finally, a soldier took the lead in escaping from the camp, followed by countless soldiers.
The moment of massive defeat had come.
“Don’t let these two-legged sheep escape.
I want to use their heads as trophies, their hair as thread, their skin as fabric, and make…”