He had never seen such a strong style of play, and when facing ten times the number of troops, he even dared to take the initiative to change the formation and use the hollow phalanx to increase the contact area between the two sides!

What made him even more speechless was that he originally thought that he could rely on the numerical advantage to overwhelm the other party, but then he saw the opponent's child's play-like counterattack.

Counterattacking him in a phalanx of 2,000 people were 50 poor daredevils of the enemy! Falk smiled, he felt that the other party had no back, and could only rely on the daredevils to fight back.

But he found that he had laughed early, and the 50 enemies who counterattacked were covered in lightning, as if they were gods descending from heaven...... Well, it was the gods who came down to earth and destroyed his phalanx of 2,000 people!

That's right! It's broken! If 2,000 men chasing 6,000 men made Falk feel ashamed, now 50 men have broken his army of 2,000 people, which makes him a little confused.

If the opponent's 50 people can defeat 2,000 of their own people, then 2,000 of the opponent's soldiers, can they beat everyone on his side?

While he was calculating this simple math problem, the elven troops on the other side also defeated the phalanx of 2,000 people of the Rock Empire on the other side.

The difference is that the elves on this side use wind magic, and the scene is not so spectacular, but it has become more bloody.

Those wind magic, which was as sharp as a knife, shredded everyone who stood in the way, making a group of soldiers of the Rock Empire turn into minced meat on the ground!

"Immediately! Immediately ordered ...... "Falk at this time, he felt that his counterattack was impossible to win. He was about to give the order to retreat, but then he remembered a very fatal problem.

Not long ago, he let his lieutenant, with his own order, let the Grand Knight Captain Fink take over the command of the Grand Prince.

This time he took over the command, in order to let the cavalry troops continue to attack the opponent's flank!

But if the frontal troops on his side retreated back, the cavalry on the flanks would be exposed to the threat of the opponent's frontal 2,000 infantry.

As long as the other side sends some troops to flank the past, the cavalry troops may suffer heavy losses.

Thinking of this, Fokker had to face a difficult trade-off, whether to continue the offensive and buy some time for the cavalry troops, or to retreat, gather the rout as soon as possible, and disengage from the other side!

He was very entangled, because he knew that no matter what choice he made, he would not be able to win this war.

The disappointment is what describes his current situation: if he continues to attack, these imperial elites will almost be destroyed on the small plains near the city of Hexos.

But if he retreats? Don't you say that the loss of troops will be broken? The Imperial City of Soth really can't be taken back!

Gritting your teeth? Fakker was going to hold on a little longer, he thought? At least I should have waited a little longer, for the attack of the cavalry troops on the other side, for good news, or rather? Wait for worse news!

If his own cavalry crushes the opponent's flank, then he can continue to hold out here, entangle the opponent's 2,000 infantry, and wait for the cavalry troops to take the city of Soth? It's almost possible to force the other side to retreat.

And if the cavalry units failed? And then the whole plan was shattered? The soldiers he lost in front of him were all lost in vain.

"General!" An officer rode up to Fokk's side and admonished: "In this situation, we should withdraw our troops first and reduce casualties!" ”

Seeing that thousands of soldiers died on the battlefield, if you count the frightened, if you count the wounded and incapacitated, there may be 3,000 people!

"It's too late! Messaging is too slow! By the time I send someone over, the cavalry over there will already be attacking! Fakker explained with some despair: "For now, we can only fight for their chances!" ”

"Alas...... Then, General, we have to plan ahead of time! The general saw that his troops were suppressed by the other side, and continued with some reluctance: "To change the sound of the horn, you must always try." ”

"No, you can't! Once the Retreat Horn is used, all the troops will have to retreat! That would be tantamount to saying that we lost the battle! Falk stopped the other and insisted on his thoughts: "Wait! Wait...... Maybe on the cavalry's side, the news of victory has arrived! ”

Now, while secretly hating the cowardice of the eldest prince in his heart, he is also hoping that the cavalry troops taken away by the eldest prince can return to battle!

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! An officer pointed his sword at the sky and shouted in a hoarse voice.

With his shout, a row of archers raised their longbows, bent their bows, and aimed their arrows at the dense black dots in the sky in the distance.

Just as they were ready to shoot arrows, these black spots in the sky instantly poured down, as if it were raining.

It wasn't until this time that Falk saw clearly that it was an enemy that was coming at him! He didn't know if there was any life in these things, but he knew that they didn't seem to be easy to mess with.

Like a swarm of bees, the drones began to dive, lowering their altitude. At an altitude of about 1,000 meters, the drones also seem to have changed their dive trajectory.

They seemed to be surfing in the air, hovering in the air above Fakker in front of him. Then, suddenly, he chose a suitable angle, and one after the other poured down, like cannonballs falling from the sky.

The first drone crashed directly into the phalanx of archers, and the explosion kicked up dust that covered the sky and enveloped everyone nearby at once.

For these UAVs, the target is not that it is difficult to aim, but that it is too easy to aim, and there are too many of them.

In short, a group of archers flipped on their backs, and a crowd of escorts next to the archers was also hit by another drone.

The huge explosion made the earth tremble, and Fauck shrank his neck, and then he saw that the third phalanx in the distance was attacked by an unmanned attack aircraft.

Before Falk could breathe a sigh of relief, a rabbit-sized drone swooped down from the sky, seemingly targeting exactly where he was standing.

"Hidden!" Falk let out a loud shout, then rolled out of his horse, hiding among the horses. Doing so made him feel a little safe, but explosions began around him, which made him unable to move even a little distance for a while.

Unfortunately, the general who was still giving him advice to retreat just now was already engulfed by the wave of air set off by the explosion at this moment, and no matter how you look at it, you can't see it.