brother wolf

The entire province of Elk was full of wars, and there were traces of chariots running over everywhere.

Liddell understands that we are fighting in different places, so he made up his mind to use delaying tactics, trying to make us lose our combat effectiveness while we are exhausted, and then wipe us out in one fell swoop.

His overall strategy was correct, however, the rulers of St. Rocco lost the patience to wait.

Since a month ago, the pirates in the Inner Sea finally broke the long-standing scattershot and aimless plundering behavior. They seem to have twisted into a huge group overnight. They advance and retreat in an orderly manner and are well-informed. Main sea areas, looting and even burning food and property destined for San Rocco.

At the beginning, the rulers of Eastern Ross thought that this was just another peak period of looting by those pirates. As long as the imperial fleet hit their arrogance, everything would return to calm, but they were wrong. The shadows were not caught, but they were attacked several times, causing heavy losses. The safety of the empire's maritime traffic and the food supply of Saint Loch City were hit hard, and the famine began to spread quietly.

In any case, although the grain transport ships with powerful fleet escorts have been looted repeatedly, some of them can still reach the port of Saint Rocco safely.

At this time, the province of Elk was unable to continue to supply food because of the war, which was an extremely heavy blow to Eastern Ross.

They put strong pressure on Liddell, asking him to return to normal in Elk Province as soon as possible at all costs.

The boss seized this opportunity, from the initial pursuit to the unhurried dodge, he didn't give Liddell a chance to fight to the death at all, he just took the opportunity to harass everywhere, occasionally a contact battle or a surprise battle, as leisurely as if he was Take a walk in your own garden.

Liddell is a smart man, he knows the boss's plan, but he can't ignore the reaction of St. Roch City, so he can only do his best.

After playing hide and seek for a whole month, Liddell and the boss finally met face to face.

They fought a life-and-death battle in the Rhodo Heights of Elk Province.

The two teams faced each other, with dense light archers and catapults in front, and aristocratic teams and warriors on horseback or in chariots in the front and flanks.

I saw Liddell standing in the middle of the army in military uniform. He was riding a white horse, and he was still wearing a golden armor covered with various gemstones. From a distance, it was so golden that it was dazzling, and he was crooked. Sitting on the horse, he even waved to me with interest and said hello.

It's been a long time since I saw him, he seems to be more and more cynical, his complexion is not very good, pale, as if he will collapse at any time.

Perhaps it was because Lance married Princess Lodia after fleeing from St. Roch City to the province of Moore. After him, the two became kings together.

For Liddell, who loves Lance deeply, the blow was so great that he was devastated.

Those generals and soldiers who had been faithfully following him also left his side one after another, or died in battle, or surrendered to the enemy and treason, and those who were still alive stayed in Saint Rocco.

And Liddell, who was exiled to the province of Elk in a disguised form because he let Lance go, no longer needs anything except wine.

Liddell raised his hand, the horn blew, and the battle began.

The two armies began to approach, and the archers and slingers continued to harass and project the enemy until the chariots or cavalry charged the enemy.

The lightly armed troops under the command of the boss moved through the gap between the heavy infantry to the flanks and reserves of the camp, and launched an attack.

The two sides in the melee bit each other, and more and more corpses and wounded soldiers were trampled on the ground, sometimes moving forward, sometimes retreating, fighting for positions inch by inch.

Liddell didn't go into battle in person, but stood on a high ground not far away, watching the movement of the battlefield casually, while I was facing him from a distance. As for the boss, he had already thrown himself into the fight as early as the beginning of the battle.

The distance is very far, so I can't see his face clearly, so I have no way of knowing his expression.

I don't know if he cares about winning this war.

Or he already knew that the fate of the Ross Empire was irretrievable, and he didn't want to struggle in vain.

It's just his duty as a commander in chief to stand here and command the battle and try to win it.

I looked at the dazzling golden color, raised my hand quietly, and the orderly behind me ran up immediately.

The orders were passed on one by one, and the ambush prepared by the boss and I appeared behind Liddell's army, which immediately caused a violent commotion.

The attacking light cavalry launched an impact, disrupting the enemy's neat formation.

The tables turned and the battle became one side chasing the other.

Liddell, who was standing there watching the battlefield, saw all this and yelled loudly. He drew out his sword and hacked to death a few retreating soldiers. He pointed the blood-dripping tip at those people and ordered them to move on and stand firm. No refund.

At the same time, he also drove his horses into the battle, and the actions of the commander restored some stability to the army that had begun to waver.

However, these moves did not turn the tide, and Liddell's failure was inevitable.

The fighting lasted from morning until dusk.

The setting sun shone on the battlefield, and there were broken limbs and broken arms everywhere, moans and screams everywhere, blood and flesh flying everywhere, and corpses piled up into mountains.

Following the tribal custom, the Charters stabbed every captive until the boss found out and stopped it.

In this battle, the guard army in the Elk province was completely annihilated, leaving only a small part to flee to the neighboring province, while the joint army of the Charters and other nationalities under the command of the boss lost 3000 people .

The boss patrolled the battlefield, and I followed him leisurely.

Frowning, in the scuffle just now, I didn't find that Liddell escaped.

His gorgeous attire was too conspicuous, and it was impossible to escape my keen sight. I concluded that he either changed his clothes and retreated, or was buried under the piles of corpses.

Suddenly, I heard a shout not far ahead.

My boss and I ran over quickly.

Liddell was lying there, half of his body was pressed under a corpse, his stomach was torn open, and even the internal organs could be clearly seen.

I got down on one knee beside him, he wasn't dead yet, but he was soon.

I took some water and poured it on his face. After a while, he finally woke up.

Liddell first opened his eyes and looked around in a daze, as if he was a little confused by the environment he was in. After a long time, his eyes became focused. He looked at me and forced a smile.

"Didn't expect—that we'd meet again in this—situation," Liddell said in a barely audible voice.

I don't know what to say. Logically speaking, we are in a hostile relationship, but for some reason, I respect this man.

He looked up at the sky. "What do you say—Lance—doing now?"

"—"

In fact, he doesn't need my answer, he is just imagining, imagining, under the same sky, Lance's every move now is vivid and vivid.

"I hope - he can be happy, I - still can't - give him happiness." He coughed excitedly, blood gushed out of his mouth, but he still grinned and smiled silently.

He tugged at the silver chain around his neck, "Give it to him, please—help me." He said intermittently.

I tore the chain from his neck, a plain, unadorned lily-shaped chain that was at odds with his usual flamboyant style.

The chain slipped through Liddell's fingers, and he moved his fingers with some reluctance until his fingers became stiff and there was no more movement.

I sighed and stood up. The boss held my shoulders, as if comforting me.

I ordered Liddell's body to be buried properly, he deserved it.

I held the silver chain in the palm of my hand and said silently in my heart.

Liddell has gone with the wind, in the distant Lance, do you know?