Conquer the Dawn of Heaven

After sending cavalry to support the left wing, Gonzalo's full attention was focused on the front.

For him, all the results are in front of the less than half front.

So when he saw that the flag of Queen Sicily also appeared on the very front, he was not surprised.

Even when there were swords and shields to resist stray bullets coming by accident for him, Gonzalo was not shaken by such danger.

The sun was slightly westward at this time, and the soldiers of both sides had exhausted after a long day of fighting.

Many people, even if they are very close, can only stare dumbly at the enemy on the opposite side with their weapons.

Some were already sitting on the grass, and they looked around blankly, as if they had completely forgotten that it was on the battlefield.

Ruosha's lips were chapped and sore, and she felt that every drop of water on her body had evaporated.

Her beautiful blond hair clung to her face, which was sticky and nourishing everywhere, and sweat mixed with mud stains washed out a black and white trace on the face.

Almost all the staffs around her were sent by her to the various units to either supervise the war or replace the fallen officers.

Ruosha stood behind a dwarf tree, and she was surrounded by chest guards with muskets. This guard with fewer than 100 people was the only power she could mobilize.

Their task is to defend the queen with their body when necessary.

At this point in the battle, not only has it been impossible to distinguish the front, but even the establishment of the respective troops has been interrupted early.

Ruosha saw an enemy in the distance who seemed to be barely able to maintain formation.

She raised her hand hard and greeted a follower to take a closer look at the number of the enemy troops.

Just when she wondered whether she should organize an attack to rush the enemy away as soon as possible, the servant hurriedly hurried back, and even ran back in a panic.

"Your Majesty, Gonzalo, that's Gonzalo!" The servant was too tired to stand when he ran in front of Ruo Sha, but he still shouted words that made everyone feel refreshed.

"Is it Gonzalo?"

After only a moment's stun, Ruo Sha issued an order: "Queue, move forward!"

The chest guards immediately formed a close formation, and they stared closely at the enemy not far away.

The two sides were stalemate at a distance of about tens of meters, and then after a brief moment, a fierce roar broke out almost simultaneously.

Gonzalo also saw the elite unit on the opposite side, apparently an enemy, and then he unexpectedly noticed the other party's flag.

"Wang Qi?"

Gonzalo blurted out in surprise, he never thought that he would meet the Queen of Sicily's Imperial Forest on the battlefield!

Almost without thinking, Gonzalo's sword swung vigorously in the direction of the enemy, and at the same time issued an order to attack.

But the Castilians seem to be slow for a while.

It was the difference at this moment that gave the Sicilian army the opportunity to shoot first.

"Bang Bang~"

A burst of gunshots covered everyone's ears for a moment, the smoke of smoke spewed, and Mars splashed, and the screams immediately rang.

The hit Castilian soldiers fell to the ground one after another, and the original attack was completely interrupted.

It's just that the distance between the two parties is too close, and there is no chance for the second round of shooting.

But when the echo of the gunshot was still in the ear, Gonzalo seemed to hear a loud cry from a young woman from the opposite side: "Grenadier, bayonet!"

Gonzalo admitted that at that moment, he was slightly trance.

Although he has participated in countless battles, he has never seen a woman on the battlefield.

And now he heard the voice of a young woman.

What she shouted again was what made him so unbelievable.

And this is exactly the order he wants to give.

It was just that he was a little late.

The preemptive shooting allowed the Sicilian to seize precious opportunities.

When the smoke hadn't dissipated, and the Castilians hadn't awakened from this sudden blow, the Breastplate Guards had already carried the bayonet rifle and rushed towards the enemy!

The entire row of bright flashes looked so dreadful even in the daytime, a long bayonet almost the same length as the gun body, like a monster's fangs, suddenly burst out of the smoke, biting towards the Castilians past.

The Castillas who were suddenly shocked could not help but retreat one after another. Some of their spearmen could not even move forward and line up the bulky spears in a row before being swept away by the enemy.

Looking at this scene, the muscles on Gonzalo's face shivered slightly.

The enemy who rushed up suddenly did not make him panic, but somehow he felt he had lost a rare opportunity.

The fierce horn sounded from near the Sicilian king's flag, followed by dense drumbeats.

Breastplate close guards were screaming and shouting in front of the trumpet and drums while forming a dense formation.

The sounds of the horn and the drums of war immediately spread around, and the Sicilian cheers came to mind on the battlefield.

"Walk up, don't step back," Gonzalo pulled out his sword, and he knew the most critical time was "Everyone went up, let's prove ourselves!"

Gonzalo said that he took a step forward, but then suddenly stopped, and then turned to look at the left wing.

Despite the chaos on the battlefield, one can still vaguely see a rising dust.

Gonzalo stood there motionlessly looking at his left wing. He knew that if it was the troops of the Don de Cliar Knight, then he should have appeared on the side of the front near the enemy.

But now, that unit is advancing towards the side of its central front!

"Gombre."

Gonzalo whispered to himself.

At this moment, Gonzalo finally wavered.

Sprint, move forward, continue to sprint, and move on!

Breastplate guards panted and moved their bodies forward at a weary pace.

The enemies across from them were also crumbling, as if they would fall to the ground in the next moment.

Somehow, the Castilian troops backed away.

First a small stock, and then gradually more.

At first, he fought and retreated, and then gradually gave up his resistance.

The Breastplate Guards had stopped because they heard the command from behind.

A riding staff rushed to the queue of the breastplate near guards. The blood on his face was too late to wipe away. His voice was hoarse because of excitement: "Stop, near guards, you have completed your task. , Your Majesty wants me to tell you that she is proud to have soldiers like you!"

No one responded. The guards who had stopped were standing in a daze for a while, then they fell to the ground one after another.

Luo Sha still stood in front of the low tree. There were only a few people beside her, but she was not worried.

Because the Castilians have begun to retreat.

When the Catalans finally appeared on the left, Gonzalo issued an order to retreat without delay.

At that moment he already knew that the battle had failed.

Although he has invested his final strength, he has not defeated the enemy on the critical front line as he wished.

On the contrary, the Sicilian people oppressed his front and pressed hard.

The appearance of the Catalans completely destroyed his last hope.

Obviously, the Cavaliers Don De Cliar’s reinforcements to the left have failed, and the Cavaliers themselves should be more fierce.

At such times, failure is only a matter of time.

Gonzalo hopes to get rid of his troops before the situation gets worse.

Both sides have reached the point where they can no longer continue the battle. At this time, as long as he can leave the battle as soon as possible, he can still save at least a part of his strength.

And he still has a large number of troops in Seville, which is enough to ensure that even if he loses, there is still the possibility of a battle.

Gonzalo's consideration was sensible. He didn't think about saving the troops when the situation eroded to an unmanageable level, but when he saw that the situation was critical, he made a decisive decision.

It's just that his orders weren't communicated to his men in time.

When Alexander led the Catalans to the enemy's left, he saw a pot of porridge that had been completely unclear who scored.

Many troops have long been unable to maintain the most basic formation, and even the formation has been completely chaotic.

In this case, the Catalans not only became the key to the defeat of the Kasilia army, but also caused Gonzalo's retreat plan to fail completely.

The Catalans began to expel the Castilians on the battlefield, and more and more Sicilian troops joined the expulsion.

The orderly retreat was disrupted from the beginning.

The Castilians began to defeat, and more and more troops gave up resistance, but simply retreated towards the rear.

Once this situation is formed, it can no longer be fixed.

The Sicilian army began to form a formation toward the defeated enemy under the guidance of the trumpet and the heralds who drove back and forth.

Although still thirsty, hungry and exhausted, now even the most ignorant soldiers know that they have won this battle.

Many Castilian soldiers who did not have time to escape gathered together. They were doing their last stubborn resistance, watching the enemies approaching. Many soldiers uttered desperate roars while praying.

A familiar and strange banner appeared before them.

Someone began to declare loudly to the Castilian soldiers: "In the name of the Duke of Rome Theseia, the heir to His Majesty Enrique IV, Prince Castilla, you are ordered to lay down your weapons and stop the resistance immediately."

The soldiers stared blankly at each other, and many people did not know who the sudden prince was, but those who announced the order made the soldiers somewhat relieved.

"You are all brave soldiers in Castile. The prince will pardon your crimes. You can choose to serve the prince or go home. Your honor has not been insulted. You have fulfilled your duty as a soldier."

The Castilian soldiers listened dumbly. They didn't know whether the prince was telling the truth, and they didn't know whether the prince had the right to pardon them.

But they knew that they could survive.

Once someone throws away the weapon in his hand, more people will follow suit.

Watching the Sicilian army pass by them indifferently, the Castilla soldiers stared dumbly at the corpses of the mountains and the wild, and finally someone uttered an uncontrollable wailing.

Gonzalo withdrew under the protection of the Guard in the direction of Seville. When he looked again at the battlefield, he saw that the castilized army had completely lost control.

Gonzalo gave a sigh, and then got on the horse when the attendant urged him.

"Go back to Seville, at least we can reconsider the next battle there."

Gonzalo gave orders to the people around him, and then he remembered something a little pondered and told a servant around him: "You stay and wait until the battle is over to see the queen and the Duke of Rome Thesia as a messenger, I hope to know Don de The whereabouts of the kryal knight."

The attendant nodded respectfully, but before that he had to hide himself, otherwise he might become the ghost of a Sicilian soldier without waiting for the battle to end.

Looking back, Gonzalo shook his head helplessly.

The entire Castilian front collapsed, and the last resistance of the Castilian army has been declared a failure. Now, what they can do is not retreat, but escape.

"Go to Seville."

Gonzalo finally left the battlefield, he did not look back.

On the plain outside of Leo town, Omo crouched in front of the body of a fallen horse.

Seeing his brother coming, he looked up at Kurash with a helpless look.

"We seem to have done nothing in this battle."

Hearing his brother’s complaint, Kurash just smiled. He walked to Omo and squatted down to stretch his hand, stroking the war horse with a warm body. He shook his head and sighed, "This is a good horse, If it were in our hometown, it was a precious commodity."

Omo nodded, he knew that his brother had always determined to be a landlord, but this wish might never be realized.

"We did not do anything, but if we did not occupy the town, the Castilians would occupy the highland, and then they might push us directly into the swamp behind."

Omer silently listened and chuckled when his brother raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "You're right, Kurash, it's not bad, but it's a bit regretful."

"What a pity," Kurash stood up and looked at the entire battlefield, where they could see almost the entire plain, looking at the still smoky plain, listening to the occasional sporadic gunshots, Kula He even sighed, "It should be me who really regrets. Look at this battle. The knights will be useless on the battlefield in the future. The future war is yours."

Omo also stood up and looked at the distance side by side with Kurash, at this moment he thought his brother was right.

Luo Sha sat in a chair that was temporarily modified with a saddle. The waitress, who had just arrived from the rear, was helping her comb her hair with clean water.

Her face has been washed in a hurry, but if you look closely, you can still see some light stains.

One officer after another came to report to her the progress on the battlefield.

The Castilians have completely withdrawn from the fighting.

They had prepared a counterattack in a village not far away, but before they could reorganize their troops, the Catalans led by the Duke had arrived.

The Castilian army had to continue to retreat, and this last chance finally failed with the total collapse of the troops.

The Castilians retreated into the southern suburbs of Seville.

The Catalans continued to pursue.

Then the Castilians tried to cross the Guadalville River.

Then, the explosion happened at that time.

"Has the Guadalville River Bridge exploded?"

When she heard the news, Luo Sha froze a little, then continued to listen.

By this time, everyone knew that the Castilian army had completely failed.

Gonzalez, who had nowhere to go, was in danger of being wiped out by the Guadalville River.

At this time his only option was to retreat upstream or downstream before the Sicilian army had formed a siege.

No matter where he chose to withdraw, it meant that he gave up Sevilla.

"Then he should retreat upstream," Zuosha said slowly. "We have blocked the harbour, and he can no longer escape from the sea."

The Queen’s analysis was unanimously endorsed by the servants around, but when they began a heated discussion about whether they should continue to pursue them, they found that the Queen seemed a little absent-minded.

"Where is my brother?"

Luo Sha finally couldn't help asking.

"The Duke is taking the Catalans for the last time to pursue Gonzalo," the reported officer said with some excitement. "Maybe he will be back soon."

"Soon, how long is it?"

Ruosha frowned inconspicuously. She stood up and walked back and forth. At this time, she looked rather calm than when fighting.

"Send someone to find my brother. I want to see him as soon as possible."

The officers around the queen secretly eyed each other, and some showed a meaningful look.

When it comes to the Duke of Rome Theseia, the Queen’s somewhat strange appearance is not unnoticable, but many people never, or dare not think about what is wrong with it.

But this time the battle showed some signs.

For the Duke, the Queen did not hesitate to invest in all the troops, and even went to the battlefield himself, and the Duke exchanged victory for this battle with a nearly crazy attack.

This is a pair of brothers and sisters who have deep feelings that they can even sacrifice for each other. This makes many people wonder how the brothers and sisters should face the future of the two kingdoms once the war is over.

A cavalry arrived in a hurry, UU reading www.uukanshu.com was still far away, he shouted: "Duke, the Duke is back!"

Ruosha, who was pacing back and forth, stopped suddenly. She raised her head and looked away. Then she saw Alexander, who was riding on a white horse.

Covered with smoke, the breastplate also looked tattered, and a piece of cloth on his forehead was overflowing with blood.

Looking at Alexander who had come to the front and turned over, Luo Sha's hands could not help but clenched tightly.

"I am back."

Alexander smiled, then opened his arms.

Ruosha's feet moved, her body rushed forward and slammed into Alexander's arms!

"I love you, my dear sister."

At the moment when the two hugged tightly together, Ruosha heard the words Alexander said in her ear.

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