Reckless Through The New World

The Thracian army and the Molai army fought a **** battle in front of the iron chain fortress, and both sides suffered heavy losses.

On the Mo Lai Army side, the other troops are also ignored. Even the newly formed First Cavalry Corps of the Federation lost nearly half of it. Especially the children of the nobles in the army suffered a huge loss. More than 400 died, accounting for 7 of the total. More than that—including even the eldest son of the Marquis of D'Addarion. Legion Commander Brave Sellers was also seriously injured, and even if he received treatment, it was estimated that it would take at least a month or two to fully recover.

But compared with the Thrace side, Mo Laijun's losses were insignificant. After all, they only died less than 4,000 people.

The Thracian noble coalition was defeated and lost. More than 50,000 died in the battle alone. There were 6,7,000, 90,000 troops who surrendered. In the end, only less than 40,000 escaped—this is less than 40,000. Inside, there are mainly soldiers of the Pieduc family.

At the noble level, the losses of the Thracian army were a little better, and one leader of the army above the count died in total.

However... this one weighs more than everyone else.

He is Lauren Pieduts, the contemporary "Duke of the Mountains".

When he heard the news, King Richard Thrace was stunned and asked subconsciously, "Did you make a mistake?"

"That's right, the crystals of life that Duke Pieduts left in the palace and the Great Council were all broken, and so was the news that came back."

"...It's impossible! The Pieduc family's army is the best at defense. He is in the army, and even the legendary powerhouse can't help him. How can he die?"

"The Molai people have broken through the mountain army."

Richard's eyes widened, and he sat there dumbfounded for a long time, then waved his hand: "I see, sort out the details, and give it to me tomorrow... I'm a little tired, and I'm going to take a rest today."

Watching the intelligence chief leave, he sighed and asked, "If it were you, would you be sure to rush into the Mountain Legion's camp and kill Lauren Pieduts?"

"I can't do it alone," Frost Sword Saint replied.

"Find you a helper?"

"I don't have much hope, unless Alan Weiner steps into the legendary realm. When the time comes, I will attract attention, and he will assassinate him. It should be fine."

Richard was silent for a moment, then sighed again.

"The camp of the Mountain Legion will be breached by the Mo Lai people... I'm afraid it was the group of people who attacked last time."

"The origin of that group of people is very problematic. There can't be so many legends or quasi-legends in the world."

"Well, I have sent someone to investigate, but there is no definite news yet." A cold light appeared in Richard's eyes, "But as long as they are still active in this world, they will be traced by me sooner or later! This group of powerful people with strange origins. Guys, I'm definitely not the only one who wants to deal with them!"

Mo Lai Hong Kong is full of joy and has turned into a sea of ​​joy. The fifth duke brought out a huge amount of sweet wine, and anyone could get a drink by shouting "Cheers to Victory" at the liquor supply point on the street. Although these wines are not high-end, the joyful atmosphere is more intoxicating than wine.

Although those noble families with children who died in battle were also sad, they were more happy than sad—the children could be reborn, and any of those noble children who died in battle were also only sons. In contrast, Mo Lai's ability to win such a big victory means that the future of this country is much more secure, and it may be decades or even a hundred or two hundred years of peace.

Although less than half of the country is left, it is worth celebrating to be able to defend the remaining country.

In the residence of Duke Cyrus, Brave, who was wrapped like a mummy, was lying on the bed, smiling very embarrassingly.

His relatives and friends came to visit one by one, and every day apart from rest time, he received guests, which made him very troublesome.

If he was in good health, he would have run away long ago. However, he was seriously injured, and the clergyman said that unless he was willing to spend his life, it would be better to slowly recover from the injury... So he could only lie here, helplessly meeting one visitor after another.

"Can't I let my father or brother receive it?" he complained to his mother, who was sitting next to him.

"That can't be done! Everyone wants to see the 'Thunder Knight', not anyone else." Duchess Cyrus said with a smile.

Brave sighed deeply, helpless.

Inside the Iron Chain Fortress, Duke Cyrus was dealing with a mountain of official duties. Winning the battle is naturally a good thing, but with the victory, there are many follow-up problems. On merit awards, pensions for the deceased, material dispatch, captive ransom... Many things need his coach to decide.

The most important of these, of course, is the question of captives.

Holding a document, he looked at it for a while, and finally closed his eyes and wrote "Approval".

(Two words means a thousand lives!)

He sighed in his heart for a long time, but there was no wave on his face.

Some things can be known by God and should not be known to more people.

(Aaron Watt... oh, now he's renamed Aaron Igor Kunzlin... What a terrible person! Under his command, just a bunch of ordinary house dogs, can play the role of Such power!)

(And...according to what he said, these synthetic beasts still have room for improvement. Those "poisonous explosions", "cockroaches", "hydralisks"...sounds more powerful and dangerous than "jumping dogs" many!)

(It's just that the "raw materials" he wants are really... Fortunately, he has harvested a lot of captives this time. Among them, there are not many people who are from nobles, and most of them are from civilians. These people can use various reasons one after another. " I believe that with this batch of "raw materials", he will definitely be able to develop a more powerful synthetic beast!)

(As long as there are enough synthetic beasts, our federation will be more stable than the mountains!)

He exhaled a long breath, then smiled lightly.

No matter what the price is, it is worth it to be able to defend the Federation!

Katerina Alanz, who had just returned to the territory, blinked her eyes, looked at the virtual image of the magic projection in front of her, and shook her head: "I'm tired, so I won't go out."

"Didn't you just take a break?"

"For such a big battle, at least three years and five years of rest should be taken." Katerina replied casually.

"But... the situation is urgent now. If the Ailanci family does not send troops, it will be difficult to preserve the territory we finally obtained!"

Katarina rolled her eyes and shouted, "Ah! Who broke the communication gem?"

Otto Spinola next to him didn't say a word, he pulled out his big sword, swung it up and banged, and smashed it on the communication gem. The valuable magic items turned into a pile of sloppy items, and the communication was naturally cut off. .

Katerina smiled and raised her thumbs: "Nice job!"

"You're going to be sick next, right?" Piede Candy, with pale temples, sighed and asked with a smile.

"Of course! I'm overworked, bedridden, and difficult to receive guests...Aah, the Ayrantz family is so precarious!" Katerina said in an exaggerated tone, "In this case, who would care What about other things?"

The sage Ernst Lopez smiled and shook his head: "You girl! Who did you learn this trick from?"

"Gu Liu told me a story before, saying that he had a friend who had a slacker named Tirpitz under his command. Once he was about to fight, he would immediately fall ill..." Katerina said, she couldn't help but sigh. After a sigh of relief, "Gu Liu, where did that guy go?"