In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility.

The British sounded the clarion call for withdrawal.

The smoky remnants of the defeated soldiers retreated back to the landing ships, sparsely sparse and not even able to stand in one cabin.

Many people were mentally broken, either stunned or trembling, muttering "everyone will die."

As for the wounded, none of them had minor injuries. The most common ones were that their limbs were burned and carbonized by high temperatures. Those who were attacked by werewolves or sprayed by dragon flames had no chance of coming back.

"The devil, those Texans are the devil."

"Please, please take me home. I miss my mother."

boom--

A giant steel creation emerged from the ruins of New Naples. The Iron Duke, who represented the glory of the empire, waved his arms to sweep away the ruins in front of him, and walked slowly across the crystallized beach amidst the dust in the sky.

Behind him, only half of the King's team was left, and the armor on their bodies was scarred and mottled, with sparking magic array panels exposed in many places.

"The Iron Duke and the King's team were also defeated."

At this moment, the naval soldiers on the ship felt that the Union flag hanging on the mast had become dim.

When he was about to board the ship, the Iron Duke subconsciously glanced back and saw bursts of high-pitched wolf howls coming from the ruins burning with embers.

One by one, huge werewolves appeared, dragging their scarred bodies. They had almost the same blue-gray hair, and their green eyes reflected a heart-stopping light among the embers.

"Next time, I will crush you all."

The Iron Duke's cold voice was like two blades rubbing against each other, and then he started the steam engine without looking back and flew towards the Sea King.

Lothar, who had transformed into a human form again, supported Jeana, who was released from the "holy body" state and her breath was extremely weak: "Are you okay?"

"If you come earlier, you can see what the real thing is."

Jeanne forced out a smile, without even a trace of blood on her pale cheeks: "Don't worry about me, with Nia here, I should be able to recover in the next battle, otherwise I might as well burn myself dry. Give this iron monster a hard blow."

Lothar frowned subconsciously. The ability of "Holy Body" is good for everything, but the side effects are too terrible. It is equivalent to Jeanna being burned again. He doesn't know what it feels like, but it is definitely the most terrifying thing in the world. One of the punishments, otherwise Christianity would not use hell to warn people.

"Let me do it, Lothar."

The judge lady who hurried over was also a little pale. She had to coordinate the overall situation in this battle. Hundreds of pure-blood wolves, as well as Lothar, Jeanne, and Prajna all accepted her blessing. Even if she has become an elite, she can still It’s just too strenuous.

"Okay, let me go. There are so many people watching, and Nia can take care of them better than you."

Jeanne's tone was very relaxed. If her brows hadn't been frowning subconsciously, it would have seemed like a normal thing.

Lothar handed Jeanna to Lavinia, and immediately saw Prajna held by Viviana.

He smiled bitterly. He always felt that his strength was strong enough before. The opponent in this battle was the British army that had been weakened many times, but he never thought that the battle would be so difficult in the end. Those British royal mages, Although his individual strength was average, they joined forces to make him feel overwhelmed.

Centurion Leon, who had returned to his human form, strode forward with a worried look on his face: "Mr. Lothar, you guys"

Lothar waved his hand: "We are fine. After collecting the bodies of our brothers, we will give the British a hard blow. Then they should think about negotiating peace with us."

At the right time, a melodious whistle sounded from the sea, and the British fleet, spitting black smoke, slowly sailed out of his sight, leaving only the hanging fleur-de-lis and the burgundy cross flag - the French fleet did not follow. The British left together.

Lothar thought thoughtfully: "Leon, take two people to stay. If the French fleet sends envoys, let them go to Fort Wolf to talk."

He has no intention of reaching an agreement with the French now, and the French can't count on it. They can't go to war with the British for Texas, thousands of miles away, but they must protect Texas in the peace agreement after defeating the British. For the interests of Sars, the support of the French is essential.

Otherwise, we may not end up in an undefeated situation like the Qing-France War.

"Okay, sir."

A group of Texas wolves picked up the bodies of their tribesmen and slowly left north.

In this battle, nearly one-third of the more than a hundred pure-blooded werewolves of the Basilicata family were lost, especially the elite hornheads. Their strength was not weak to begin with, and after repeated reinforcements, they were able to completely suppress the British. The armored infantry can also compete with the Tin Woodman of the King's squad.

But as Lavinia's support for them ends, their strength will gradually decline. In addition, even the bullets fired by ordinary British soldiers are quite destructive, and it is normal to have such damage.

Considering the losses they caused to the British, this victory was costly, but it was still an outright victory. When word spread to Europe, it would immediately make Texas famous.

It's just that they can't be happy no matter what.

…

At this time, on the border between Texas and Mexico.

Mexico's great dictator Porfirio is reviewing his troops.

At this time, the political situation in Mexico was quite chaotic. After former President Juarez executed the so-called "tyrant" Maximilian and embraced the republic, Mexico did not become rich and strong.

The local caudillos (warlords) were separatist, land annexation was serious, the people were poor, and the literacy rate was extremely low.

The industry was also shabby and mostly controlled by foreign capital. There was almost no heavy industry. There were still a large number of family-style handicraft workshops in the light industry. The agricultural development was also extremely backward. Many areas made a living by growing potato chips and small hemp.

It was obviously a chosen country born on a mountain of gold and silver, but it was not as good as its neighbor, the large plantation, and could only become a dumping ground for goods from Britain and France.

However, it was much better than the original history. The great dictator Porfirio Diaz took back the tariff autonomy from the powers, trained a new army, and did not fall into a significant disadvantage in several border conflicts with the North American colonies.

Although some land was lost, the most important gold mine in California was still in their hands, attracting a large number of gold diggers.

This saved the government on the verge of bankruptcy to a certain extent, but the corruption and local separatist problems were still high, making it difficult to exert the national strength that matched its size.

Overall, Mexico, with a population of nearly 10 million, is still a power in Central America, but it is a power that is taller than the short ones. Its most glorious moment was the execution of Emperor Maximilian of the Habsburg family.

"Mr. President, those Texans are not easy to mess with, not to mention that the British also have their eyes on that piece of land. If we take action at this time, aren't we competing with the British for food?"

The subordinates were not willing to support Porfirio's use of troops abroad, because the domestic political situation was not stable, and the new army was the foundation for maintaining the legitimacy of the government and suppressing local separatist forces.

Porfirio asked back: "What if the British invite us to join the war?"

The Mexican government at this time was actually a comprador government. Although Porfirio tried to introduce the British and French forces to check and balance each other, the two sides seemed to have reached some kind of agreement in secret. Although there were struggles between them, it was more like cooperation to divide up the privileges of Mexico.

The subordinates were puzzled: "Can't the British even take Texas? With the British's usual style, it doesn't seem like they like to share a piece of the pie with others."

Porfirio shook his head and said: "Although the British navy is strong, the army is actually just so-so. If we really fight, my new army can beat the British. This Admiral George hopes that I can use troops against Texas and is willing to provide us with an interest-free loan of 10 million pounds. In addition, he also agreed that we will share the land of Texas. I think this deal is worth doing."

Porfirio thought very well. Texas originally belonged to Mexico. Recovering the lost land can also enhance the authority of the government to a certain extent.

Moreover, although the Texans are not easy to deal with, Porfirio thinks their strength is just so-so.