The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

Under the blood-stained sunset, corpses lay scattered on the pass, mostly concentrated under the bunkers and in the crevices of the valley. The charred wreckage was still burning, and the black smoke was filled with a disgusting stench. The remaining Gothic soldiers watched in despair as the enemy took over the positions step by step.

On the front, the pass had been breached by the enemy's offensive, and on the flanks, the enemy's commandos had formed multiple fire output points, which caused their own casualties to rapidly increase.

At this point, let alone blocking the enemy from entering the pass, even a counterattack is difficult to achieve, because the enemy is using light artillery to carry out precise single-point blasting. Although the soldiers can hide in bunkers everywhere with the help of the mountain terrain, the long-range firepower has suppressed the soldiers and they cannot show their heads at all. Amid the artillery fire, the enemy's ground forces have been rapidly seizing high terrain and using more accurate point fire to kill their own side.

Under such circumstances, Commander Zoye finally realized that the game was over. The defense deployment at the pass had completely collapsed at this point, and he could only painfully issue the order to retreat.

"Quick! Evacuate!!"

As the signal for withdrawal was issued, the Gothic soldiers hiding in several bunkers quickly began to plan their evacuation routes, because they knew that in the current environment, there was no way they could successfully get out of the bunkers and evacuate to the pass along the main road.

The enemy forces attacking from the flank have already seized several strategic locations, and the entire main road is within the shooting range. Evacuating from there will only lead to being killed by bullets or artillery shells. Therefore, even if they want to evacuate now, they can only withstand the hail of bullets and pin their hopes of survival on luck.

As time passed, more and more strongholds fell. The Gothic soldiers still did not dare to leave their bunkers, but fought back on the ground because the time to evacuate had not yet come.

Half an hour later, the sun completely set in the west, and darkness filled the hills. Most of the Goltky defenders had been killed and finally began to flee in the darkness.

Like rats whose nests were dug up, the Gothic soldiers fled in chaos and disorder after leaving their shelters. Most of them evacuated directly to the rear along the main road. After all, the darkness could give them more psychological comfort to a certain extent. A small number of people fled in panic to the nearby mountains and forests on both sides, because the terrain there was more complicated, there were more shelters, and the hope of escape seemed to be higher.

As the Gothic soldiers fled in panic, the attacking Yan Army began to occupy the pass. Waves of troops began to advance rapidly towards the pass along the main road. The battle groups on both wings did not rush onto the main road, but continued to advance in the valley to further increase the strategic depth.

During this period, some remnants of the Goltish Army's mountain infantry division were still fleeing in the valleys, so the Yan soldiers needed to continue attacking the enemy while advancing.

As for the main force of the Yan Army, after confirming that the front-line combat group had torn apart the enemy's defense network deployed in the mountains and forests, Qin Ze led his troops to speed up their advance today. After the sun went down, Qin Ze ordered the artillery battalion to continue advancing along the main road, while he himself took the remaining troops to set up camp on the spot.

So, after seven o'clock in the evening, the communications soldier returning from the front line brought today's battle report.

"Your Majesty! The pass held by the enemy has been completely occupied by our army. A small number of enemy troops have fled in all directions. Our army bravely pursued them along the main road. After chasing them for two kilometers, we killed most of the enemy soldiers. Considering that going deeper might lead to an ambush, we did not pursue them any further."

"The troops on both sides of the main road are conducting reconnaissance on both sides of the main road two kilometers before the pass. However, there are still small groups of enemy troops remaining along the way, and our army is doing its best to eliminate them."

"It is estimated that we will not be able to wipe them all out in a short period of time. We cannot be sure whether the enemy will send reinforcements. If the enemy continues to send more troops, I am afraid we will have to keep fighting them."

After listening to the report, Qin Ze nodded slightly, showing a satisfied expression on his face, and then said slowly:

"It's their business whether they send reinforcements or not, but now it's up to us to decide how long this battle will last."

"Now that the pass has been occupied, let them rest tonight. There is no need to advance further. Let the battle groups on both wings take turns to take over. Those who participated in the battle today will rest on the spot, and the rear troops will take over and continue to advance along the route scouted by the front-line troops."

"When you encounter enemy soldiers, engage them directly. Don't give the Golts a chance to catch their breath. Force them to continue fighting us."

After finishing his words, the signalman nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Your Majesty!"

"What is the current situation of our troops deep behind enemy lines?" Qin Ze asked.

In today's battle against the pass, although a troop had already gone around to the hills behind the pass early on, Qin Ze did not let them participate in the battle. Instead, he asked them to stay away from the main road, make a big circle and go deep into the mountains and forests to prepare for the most important battle to come.

"Your Majesty, it looks like we haven't been exposed yet, but they have gone too far. If they go deeper, it will be difficult for us to maintain contact. If we keep sending troops back and forth to communicate, we might be discovered by the enemy, which could put them in danger." The communications soldier said in a deep voice.

Qin Ze's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "It's okay, just let them go deeper."

Qin Ze had already made the worst preparations for this surprise force. If they were really discovered by the Golts after advancing deep into the enemy's territory and were then surrounded, they could only leave it to fate. But even if they all died, it would not affect the direction of the entire battle. If they succeeded, then in the crucial battle, this unit would definitely bring huge rewards.

However, in order to increase the probability of this force launching a surprise attack, more pressure must be put on the Golts on the front, forcing them to focus their defense on the main road and the mountains on both sides of the main road, thereby ignoring the surprise attack force that is advancing in a large circle more than ten kilometers away from the main road.

It was for this reason that Qin Ze decided to send more troops starting from today to prolong the battle time, forcing the Golts to fight.

After Qin Ze gave the order for the next combat mission, the messenger immediately took the order and left.

At the same time, the remnants of the Golts who had managed to evacuate from the pass were still fleeing in panic along the main road. After the pass was lost, although more than 2,000 people evacuated the battlefield, more than half of them were shot and killed on the road in the subsequent pursuit. At this point, only less than 400 people survived.

At this moment, it was Commander Zoye who led this group of remnants to escape.

The blood flowing from his left arm had already coagulated, but the waves of pain made Zoya pale. Although his feet were not injured, Zoya could hardly feel the existence of his legs.

"hiss--"

The cold wind that had been blowing since the afternoon was whistling from the southeast. Zoye Wu Zi's lips kept trembling, and when he inhaled, he felt the cold penetrate into the bones. He turned his head to look at his subordinates around him, and almost everyone was injured.

"Don't...don't stop..." Zoya said tremblingly.