At noon on January 6, Sigrani and her 3,000 horsemen arrived at the Three Forks and learned of the battle from the defeated Iberian Army. Originally www.biquge.info she thought she was unlucky, and she did not think that the situation of the Iberians would be even more miserable.

"I really didn't expect that one person could defuse our strategic advantage with just tactical genius." Sigrani sighed helplessly.

"Your Highness, Wechen thinks it's safer to go and meet His Excellency Hayes first. Even now, we still have the advantage in total strength, and we still have a chance to turn defeat into victory. Frederick suggested.

"What Your Excellency Baron said is very true, and I mean it very much."

Sigrani gathered the remnants of the Iberian army and marched in the direction of Karan. But just as the Mastar army decided to fight for their fate a little longer, the appearance of the Pharians undoubtedly kicked them mercilessly into the vortex of doom.

In order to completely dispel the Mastarians from going to Kalan, Sogrend made a bloody investment. Thirty of the 36 dragoons of the 3rd Dragoon Squadron appeared above the heads of the Mastar. As a general rule, so many dragon knights also had at least two divisions behind them. The heavy crossbow that the dragon knight used for aerial combat is more powerful than the ordinary military crossbow, and the arrows are also heavier than the normal ones, and now it is obviously a knife to use it against enemies on the ground. The breastplate of the heavily armored knight of Mastar was nothing more than a piece of tissue paper in the face of such a weapon. Of course, problems such as inconvenience in carrying, manufacturing trouble, high maintenance costs, and low yield are the usual reasons why such weapons cannot be mass-produced.

"With so many dragon knights, could it be that the reinforcements of Falunci have arrived?" Sigrani found that even a clear understanding of her opponent's cunning did not help her own judgment.

While the Mastars hesitated, two regiments of the Phalonsis fought out from both sides of the road. Although the Mastarians and the Iberians are absolutely superior in numbers, they are too different in momentum. The Iberians aside, the Falencians pounced on them like hungry ghosts, and Higrani couldn't help but be terrified when she looked at them. It has nothing to do with whether she has the guts or not, it is a woman's natural instinct to tell her that the enemy in front of her is terrifying.

The reason for the high fighting spirit of the Falencians was the "men's pact" of the Third Legion, which Taugrande secretly promised to the generals of each regiment of the Fifth Legion that it was also valid for them, and that "Her Royal Highness the Beautiful Princess" was in the midst of this defeated army, and told them to keep it secret from the rest of the Fifth Legion. So Racoxiu was surprised to find that the regiments were asked to do this thankless task.

Now, the Pharians shouted slogans such as "Capture Princess Sigrani alive" and "Brothers rush to hold a princess". Although Sigrani didn't speak very good in Farencian, she understood some of it, and she was ashamed to fight the Fallensi. In the end, however, reason prevailed over her impulses, and her army was now almost vulnerable, and if she was unable to meet her allies and get supplies, she would soon be defeated without a fight.

"Your Highness, it is the flag of the Fifth Legion of Falunsi, and it seems that the enemy's reinforcements have arrived. Let's retreat to Rokohit first, as long as we can get supplies, the Pharians are vulnerable. Frederick spoke again.

"Okay." Sigrani redirected her army to retreat towards Rocohit, and the dragon knight pursued him until the mouth of the valley before giving up.

Since the Farensi were all infantry and were blocked by the chaotic Iberians, they could not bite the knights of Mastar.

Sigrani led 3,000 Mastar knights and about 10,000 Iberian soldiers all the way to Rokohit. Little did she know that the fortress had changed hands again.

Just as Sigrani and the others were congratulating that they were safe, suddenly there was chaos behind them.

"Your Highness, we have been attacked by about 6,000 Farensi hussars, and the formation of the Iberians has collapsed." Atalanta reported.

"Prepare to attack, our allies are behind you, don't panic." It was not easy for Sigrani to remain calm at this time.

Chinna's forces were supposed to be able to intercept Sigrani at the mouth of the Muryath Valley, but it took a lot of time to deal with the captured Mastars. Tozhov lost the draw by lot, so he had to escort 4,000 prisoners back to Gresden. They didn't care about the Iberians who had lost their organization along the way, but learned that Higrani was in front of them and went straight to the Mastar.

At this time, Thorgrande stomped his feet on the castle tower, "Bastard, the plan has all been ruined. That princess is really, does she need to be so brave? You should run as hard as you can. Alas, I would have liked to have done it gently. After complaining in his heart, Sogrerd had no choice but to order: "General Becky, give the order to abandon the original plan and attack with the whole army." Zoffie, let's go catch the canary. ”

The attacking Falencian hussars faced the frontal charge of the heavy knights of Mastar, and quickly spread into a crane wing formation, outflanking the opposing side. After all, in terms of frontal impact, the heavily armed Mastar army has an absolute advantage. The Fifth Legion, on the other hand, did not have the cavalry throwing tactics of the Third Legion, and could not disrupt the opponent's formation.

At the tail of the Mastar Army's cone, the preoccupied knight suddenly felt a pain in his back, and turned to find that a feathered arrow had been inserted in his back. When I looked back, I found that the Pharansis army with the five-star flag was pouring out of the fortress behind me like a tide.

"Your Highness, the Pharansis are attacking our back, and Rochohite has been captured."

Hearing this, the psychological defense of the Mastar people collapsed in an instant. The originally tight formation immediately revealed its flaws, and China saw the opportunity and immediately commanded the cavalry to burrow into the gap like flowing water, dismantling the stubborn stone of the Mastar army from the inside. The Marstar army was soon dispersed, and the smell of blood was already spreading across the battlefield.

Sigrani has been separated from the two Guards, and she is searching for them in the chaos. Unfortunately, her armor was too eye-catching, coupled with Thorgrande's propaganda, so that people kept coming up to fight. Just as she was getting rid of the seventh man, a female knight came to her, a woman with slightly silver gray hair and beautiful ice blue eyes.

"I'm Centena Lanfonte, commander of the Thirteenth Division of the Fallency, may I ask your name?" Beautiful lips chanting uncreative opening lines in mainland Mandarin.

"I'm Higrani Elisabeth Heineel." Sigrani doesn't like to boast about who she is.

"So, you're Princess Sigrani?" "Then I hope you give up your resistance, and we guarantee your safety." ”

"I still want to maintain the dignity of the Heine royal family, and I will not obey my orders." Sigrani stabbed with her spear.

"Isn't it dignified to fight for one's own selfish desires, regardless of the casualties of his subordinates?" Tina pushed aside the attack, still trying to convince Higrani, "Isn't a dignified surrender the way you Mastars have always thought you could preserve your dignity after defeat?" ”

"I represent Mastar, I represent the Heineer family, I can't fail. At least not to lose to you! Sigrani also doesn't understand why there is so much hostility towards this beautiful person of the same sex, perhaps it is a woman's intuition.

Chyna was clearly inferior in marksmanship, and Sigrani saw this and attacked again and again. Guns weren't Chinna's weapons, she preferred to use swords, and the Pharians didn't usually fight a Mastar for so long with a gun. Sigrani's attacks overwhelmed her, and every time she tried to close the distance between them to use her sword, the other seemed to see through her intentions, and she never succeeded.

Higrani clung to her teacher's instructions not to get too close to a Pharian, for once within range of what they could attack with an axe, even the best knight would be a living target. In the next two or three minutes, Sigrani was close to killing Chenna. Unfortunately, her fatal blow stabbed into the neck of the opponent's horse.

The horse raised its front hooves and neighed in pain. Cena was overturned by her horse, and saw that the other horse's horse was about to raise its hooves and squash her. At that moment, a spear flew through the neck of Sigrani's mount, nailing it to the ground. It can be seen that the spear thrower's arm is explosive.

Sigrani and Gina stood up almost at the same time, both drawing their swords and preparing to fight to the death. A knight in green roof galloped from not far away, and it was clear that he had thrown the spear.

The knight in green reined in his horse, dismounted, drew his sword, and walked straight to Sigrani, saying as he went, "The commander of the Third Legion is Thorgrede Lius." That young lady, I don't want to rob you of your merits, but you and I can't take this credit. He looked at Chinna's face and thought she was fighting with the goal of killing the other party.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, I originally wanted to use a gentle method, but unfortunately it was destroyed by the two of you. Now I have to use it strongly, and I am offended. ”

Without waiting for the two to respond, Thorgrande went straight to the princess. Sigrani struggled to catch the blow, and she saw the beautiful purple eyes clearly again. But the Nasibis slicing technique mixed with the tavern group fight made her no energy to observe this, and the ferocious attack with reason quickly made Higrani unable to parry, and the thin sword in her hand flew out with a blow.

"Your Highness, Sigrani, you are my captive." Thorgrande said with a smile as he put his sword against his throat.

Sigrani stared blankly at each other, but Gina on the side was puzzled to realize that she was not looking at Saulgrande with the eyes of an enemy. Thorgrande was so embarrassed now that he even thought "if I don't move, maybe the princess will stare at me like this."

Fortunately, Atalanta's timely appearance broke the stalemate, and when Atalanta saw that Sigrani was being crossed, she hurriedly drew her bow and arrows and pointed at Thorgrande, "Let go of Her Royal Highness the Princess." ”

"Uh...... If you think I'm more valuable than Her Royal Highness the Princess, you can give it a try. Thorgrande was not alarmed.

Atalanta was stunned for a moment, but immediately reacted, "If you don't let go of Your Highness, she will die." She pointed her bow and arrow at Cenna.

"I only met this young lady today, and we don't know each other very well. By the way, what do you call it? Sogrend asked China as if she were making small talk.

"Cena Lanfonte, commander of the 13th Division." China is also calm and doesn't care that she is now in the position of a hostage.

"Ah, it turned out to be General Lanfangte. Has Ling Zun been in good health lately? I was well taken care of by him under his command. ”

"He said in his letter that he was considering whether to find me a stepmother, and it should be okay." The two began to chat.

Sigrani laughed, startling everyone present. "Don't bully Atalanta, you don't have to act. Atalanta, put your bow away, or you will be the best reason for Lord Hayes to commit suicide in the next second. ”

"I understand, Your Highness." Atalanta actually noticed that there was already a circle of Falencian hussars around him.

"The order goes down, and the whole army ceases all operations." Sigrani didn't look away, "Are you satisfied, Lord Luce?" ”

"Thank you for your cooperation, please come with me now." Thorgrande put away his sword, turned to lead his horse, and made a gesture inviting Higrani to mount. "Escort Her Royal Highness to Rokohit."

After dinner, Thorgrande and the two generals knocked on the door of Sigrani's room.

"Please come in." Atalanta opened the door.

Sogrend walked into the room with a relaxed expression, and in addition to Sigrani and her guard, even Frederick was there.

"Your Royal Highness, is dinner still appetizing? Small place, poor hospitality. ”

"Admiral Ryus, if you have anything to say, just say it." Frederick said angrily.

"Your Royal Highness, the wind will be strong tonight, so leave some room when setting fires. Don't forget, we can't get you to come back and get hairpins, combs, and all the other stuff. Ah, although the dry food is unpalatable, it can't be willful. Thorgrande muttered something few people could understand.

Racoxiu panicked, "Slow down, Lord Leus." If I'm not mistaken, are you going to let them go? ”

"There is no such thing, it is simply the heroic and fearless Lord Frederick, under the strict guard of the Farensi army, with unparalleled wisdom and courage to save Her Royal Highness the Princess. Am I right, Lord Luce? China explained coldly.

The Mastarians were all surprised, and only Higrani said knowingly: "As for me, I will carelessly forget in the place where I am being held a letter that should have been destroyed, written under duress by the wicked Pharians, urging His Excellency Hayes to withdraw from his army. ”

"Alright, have a nice evening." The Falencian politely left the room.

Walking down the aisle, Rakoxiu asked, "Why did you let go of that princess, Lu Siqing." You shouldn't have been tempted by her beauty, and directed this scene under her pitiful pleading. ”

"Because there is no benefit in holding her in the first place, and there will be trouble. It's better to be a favor, and in exchange for the Mastar people to retreat quietly. Do you think so, General Lanfonte? Sogrend said.

China glanced coldly at Sogrande and just said, "It's going to be busy tonight." ”

The First Battle of Alc is generally considered to have ended at this time. But others believe that the 60,000 invading troops under the walls of Karan should retreat before they are finished.

Sogrend joined the Fifth Army and his own men (in fact, Arubelich's regiment and his own guards) totaling about 21,000 men. After swaggering around the Iberian border, it was 12 January since the coast returned to Gresden.

Half a month later, Sigrani and the others returned safely to the imperial capital of Shulasa. Although Frederick had a meritorious service in saving the driver, he was forced to resign from the military after the merits were offset by the merits; Bavar Hayes only gave him a month's leave because he had saved the legion he commanded and was not primarily responsible for the defeat.

In this battle, the French army participated in the battle with 55,000 men. 9,800 killed; The Mastar army fought 80,000 men, killed 27,000 and captured 11,000; The Iberian Army fought 90,000 men and killed 35,000, and the captured ordinary soldiers were simply punished to wash the sheets of 20 carts and put them back, because they were ordinary peasants, and even if they came again, they might not have much progress.

And the romance of the military god Saulgrande, who was arbitrarily hyped by later directors, also began.