The sky has all darkened, the red light of the Nord army illuminates the hill, between the scattered Nord army forward and the main formation, sporadic battles continue, especially the Janissary Guard, this army full of glory halo, known as the royal guard, although it has suffered heavy losses in many impacts, but still maintains strong energy,

This is all thanks to their excellent physique, years of rigorous training have made these children of the great traditional martial arts have an extremely strong physique and unyielding will, they do not know the news that their beloved King Xià has been killed, for them, as long as the military flag does not fall, as long as His Majesty Xià is still there, only death can stop their pace of fighting,

They assembled in small groups, like rocks in the rushing current, blocking the iron hooves of the Falcon Cavalry to buy the last bit of time for the retreat of the formation

"Who saw Majesty?"

The Janissary Commander Idian Fink shouted in all directions, hoping for an answer, but no one answered him, and even some of the routs tried to rush up and grab his horses, but he slashed them to the ground with a sword, and the chaos around him made his anxious cries seem so weak

"陛xià!陛xià!"

He rode his war horse in the midst of the rout, shouting loudly while trying to force his way in the direction of his own formation,

In the direction of the main formation as far as he could see, the flames soared into the sky, illuminating the surrounding mountains, and the scattered troops were like ants that had blown up their nests, and the turbulence formed by the routed army, even the war horses seemed powerless in the flow of people,

"The army is like a mountain!"

For the first time, the former military minister of the kingdom of Rod, an excellent infantry commander, felt powerless, for this surprise counterattack, the kingdom of Nord had taken out all its last potential, and all adult men over the age of 14 in Kyoto participated in this battle, how difficult it was to find a man in the rout army of 120,000 people!

Under the pressure of the Falcon Army from three directions, the Lords had lost any hope of victory. Some of the commanders ordered the abandonment of a qiē baggage, and the retreating Roude soldiers set fire to their tents in order to stop the pursuit of the Falcon cavalry behind. The burning camp burst into flames, illuminating the sky red, and could be seen even from Ottoku Kyoto, twenty miles away.

"Raise the battle flag and order the whole army to assemble against me!" At the critical moment, under the reflection of the red flames, Idian Fink decided to gather the last Praetorian Guards and break through in the direction of Kyoto, this is the last battle! The bloody battle song of the Praetorian Guards sounded loudly in the chaos again,

"It's the Praetorian Guard!, the Praetorian Guard is still there!"

The fleeing soldiers stopped one after another, turned their heads, and the light of the fire shone on their helpless faces, and the falcon cavalry behind them came like a tide, and people kept falling, and the rout made this situation even more unbearable,

Everyone can see that in this case, only the Praetorian Guards can take everyone back alive, and the only remaining 2,000 Janissaries have become the last spiritual pillar of these 100,000 Janissaries.

Whether it was the rout, or some of the Roude infantry who were still fighting, they all subconsciously began to move closer to the direction of the Praetorian Guard's battle flag, because the fleeing people were too dense, and they gathered tens of thousands of troops enough to break through in a short period of time

"Target, hill to the southeast!" Idian Fink rode on his horse, raised his sword, the fire reflected his whole body, in that fiery night, the Praetorian Guard with tens of thousands of remnants of the Lord, tore a big hole in the defense line of the Falcon Army, from this gap, the remnants of the Rods hurried through Guò, panicked and escaped,

"It's over, it's all over, it's over!" The frustrated General Nord, who had no time to escape, sat down on the ground in despair, and let the rushing falcon cavalry slash and slash, floating corpses all over the field, and rivers of blood flowed like rivers,...,

"Your Majesty, do we need to close this gap?"

Prais stared at the mountain pass where the German army fled with blazing eyes, and shouted to the fat man with a cold face next to him, and the fire also shone on the face of the former Rui Erdian minister, I don't know why, watching the former old enemy being completely defeated, Prais's heart was not excited but a kind of dazed,

Vekia is finished, Ryrdian is finished, Roude is finished, Kugit is finished, and in the entire central and southern regions of the Ikadisa continent, only the Dorok people in the eastern mountains are left, five hundred years, the once divided continent is unified again! As the overlords of all parties in this era, I don't know if it is lucky or sad" Prais, who has always been cold, can hardly help but sigh in his heart

"Why plug it?"

The fat man looked indifferently at the wolf-like Nord army in the distant firelight, the horsewhip in his hand gently tapped the horse's back, and said to himself, "These routs are our best guides, and they don't even need to pay a copper plate, they can bring us safely to the city of Goude Kyoto, even if they escape into Goude Kyoto, such a big rout will be fatal to the morale of the Goude people!"

At this moment, a Falcon Guards cavalry rode from the front, turned over and dismounted in front of the fat man, and knelt down on one knee to report, "Report to Your Majesty, the Third Guards Cavalry reports that they have killed a Goude nobleman in the battle, and after the captive nobleman has identified this person as the Gourd king Yagrolk!"

"Ahgrolk!" the fat man asked with a look of disbelief on his face, a stern look of uncertainty on his face

"You mean the 3rd Guards killed Yagrolk?

"This ......" A trace of embarrassment flashed on the face of the falcon cavalry who came to report, Yagrolc is the king of Goude, the **oss in the army opposite, but no one has ever seen the appearance of this king,

Such a conclusion was made solely because of the identification of the Nord captives, but it cannot be ruled out that this was a conspiracy by the Nords to call the king dead in order to cover his escape

"It shouldn't be wrong, with Yagrolk's stubborn character, he won't let himself bear the reputation of the king of the fallen country!" Prais came from the side, affirmed the report, sighed and said, "Instead of being captured by us on the day Kyoto was breached, it is better to fight vigorously like a Nord warrior, which may be the original intention of this counterattack!"

"Forget it, in this situation, his life or death doesn't matter anymore!" The fat man was silent for a while, and turned over the horsewhip in his hand, "Order all the armies to press in according to the plan, tomorrow morning, we should be able to see the walls of Nord Kyoto, I hope that at that time, the Rods will not do stupid things, otherwise, we will only be able to storm it!"

This sentence with a strong smell of blood made Prais also feel a little cold and piercing, and the meaning of attacking in the mouth of the falcon often means ruining miè,