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Chapter 271 The great rout that shocked the royal capital!

"Lord Garde, are you going to let us follow His Highness the Second Prince? Archduke Rickman has already led his men to defeat the group of mining slaves, and it is estimated that they will make a triumphant return in the near future."

In a wilderness about a few kilometers away from the battlefield, a knight couldn't help but asked when he saw his Lord Count walking so slowly.

Conquering the rioting mining slaves was a great achievement for nothing. Did they just give it up?

"Then what can we do? With just a few people under our command, can we still defeat them?" Earl Gard sighed helplessly.

His Highness the Second Prince only gave him 1,500 men, and he couldn't do anything with this few manpower. He didn't even dare to get too close to the battlefield, for fear that the Grand Duke would suddenly turn his gun and kill them.

Thousands of people were killed, and then they were blamed on the mining slaves.

Don't think this is impossible. When it comes to the battle for the throne, if there is an opportunity to eliminate dissidents, the other party will never let it go!

Garde let out a long sigh. He really couldn't figure out what the prince was doing. Even after leaving the royal capital, Hatar even gave him a very absurd task...

Suddenly, everyone present felt the ground shake violently, and then the sound of fierce artillery fire came from a distance and could be heard even from several kilometers away.

"The battle was so fierce?" Gad was also a little surprised, and then thought that the bishops might be using some powerful magic. It seemed that the winner would be decided soon.

Just as Gad thought, a closed and dark crowd appeared on the horizon of the distant wilderness.

These should be the defeated mining slaves, right?

With this thought in mind, Gad drew out the long sword from his waist. The knights and guards beside him also clenched their weapons with excitement on their faces.

Unexpectedly, Archduke Rickman brought so many elites and failed to wipe out all the mining slaves.

But this is a good thing for them. They cut off the heads of several mining slaves and brought them back. This trip was not in vain, and they had an explanation for their superiors!

"Wait a minute, that seems to be the Duke's army..." A sharp-eyed soldier suddenly realized something was wrong.

Gad paused for a moment, and suddenly realized that some of the fleeing people were still wearing armor with the kingdom's logo printed on it... These could never be mine slaves!

Moreover, he was very familiar with the person who was at the forefront. He was none other than the Marquis Salem of the Kingdom!

More than ten days ago, the other party led his soldiers to follow Duke Rickman on the expedition. He still remembered the high-spirited look in his heart. However, at this moment, the Marquis of the Kingdom completely lost the aristocratic demeanor of the past, and his whole face was full of

Blood stained, tattered clothes, and in a miserable state.

The soldiers following behind looked even more miserable. Almost everyone had disheveled hair, and their armors were badly damaged. They kept shouting, "Hell... Hell has come!" "The great Lord has abandoned us.

, divine punishment...this is divine punishment!”

"Lord Salem, what happened?" Gard, who was horrified, hurried forward to stop the other party and asked.

"Rain of fire... rain of fire everywhere... the army has been defeated... Earl Johnson is dead, and Archduke Rickman is finished... It's the great wizard. The riot of these mining slaves is related to the great wizard..." Salem saw Gaia

De, as if seeing a savior, said with a pale face.

He saw with his own eyes that Archduke Rickman fell off his horse, and he was afraid that the situation was already in danger.

After Salem's constant talk, Gad finally figured out what was going on. It was a terrifyingly powerful wizard who appeared on the battlefield and released an extremely powerful magic, which caused the legion's defeat.

Defeating an army with his own strength, Gard couldn't help but take a breath, what a terrifying power this was.

"Hurry, those demons may catch up at any time. Quickly escort me back to the royal capital. Things here must be reported to His Majesty and the church immediately!" Salem firmly grabbed Gard's arm and spoke urgently.

"Don't be so anxious, Master Salem. Where are Bishop Nord, are they behind?" Gad pulled Salem's hand off his arm and asked again.

Salem shook his head in fear. They seemed to be targeted by the great wizard. The rain of fire had been chasing them just now.

One archbishop was hit in the head by a huge cannonball that flew from nowhere. His blood splattered and he died on the spot. So they had to flee in all directions to have any chance of survival!

"In that case, it's easy to handle!" Gad's eyes flickered and he said with regret. "I'm sorry, Lord Salem. I'm afraid I can't send you to the royal capital, but..."

"I can send you to see the Duke!"

Hearing this, Salem's expression suddenly changed, but Gad had already swung his sword and struck him on the head, and a stream of blood immediately sprayed out.

Salem's body slid down limply and fell off the horse, with a look of disbelief still on his face.

"Go ahead and kill them!" Count Gard raised his blood-stained sword high, pointed at the poorly armored soldiers behind Salem, and shouted loudly.

Those who can follow Gard to inquire about the situation are his and Prince Hatar's private soldiers. Even the most outrageous orders will be carried out without hesitation.

After a brief period of confusion, a massacre began!

The soldiers who fled with Salem had no idea that just after they escaped from the hellish battlefield, they would be betrayed by "one of their own" again.

Moreover, in order to escape for their lives, they had already thrown away the heavy weapons in their hands. They had no ability to resist at all. Escape was in vain. No matter how fast they ran, they were not as fast as arrows and crossbows...

Gard waved the long sword in his hand, harvesting one soldier after another. This was the secret order given to him by the second prince Hatar, to keep these people here as much as possible to weaken the power of the church and the great prince Harold.

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In his opinion before, this was a complete fantasy. Just how could those mining slaves He De compete with the regular army of the kingdom and make waves.

Now the facts told him that this was more than just waves, it was simply a landslide and tsunami!

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After four rounds of massacres by artillery, muskets, rain of fire and Gard, of the 15,000 elites that Rickman brought to defeat the mining slaves, only a dozen cavalry were left to escort Archbishop Nord and escape in a hurry.

To the royal capital...

At the same time, news of the great defeat spread quickly throughout the entire royal capital!

(End of chapter)