The Legend of Fatality

When the entire army of Burtania knew that their king was killed by the enemy, this news angered all the knights, and the most respected people were killed in the battlefield. What is the value of their lives? Not even the lady can bless the most distinguished people, let alone these lowly knights.

The knight of Burtania returned to the enemy's left wing with an angry flame. This unit is evacuating the battlefield because of Margarita's retreat horn. Now it is completely defeated.

After King Charlie's death, Sir Byron Gell was temporarily appointed as commander-in-chief. He continued to carry forward the spirit of King Charlie and led the remaining knights to storm the right wing of King Margarita's army.

The soldiers of Margarita were frightened and their morale was very low. They quickly penetrated the right wing and merged with the forest elf led by Malfurion who came to support.

Upon learning about the death of King Charles, Malfurion was furious and led a team to frantically massacre the right wing of Margarita who was running away. But when they slaughtered these soldiers, the Margarita soldiers who had first evacuated had begun to rearrange their defenses around the camp and took turns to rest.

When they solved Margarita's right wing and rushed to chase the remaining enemies, they were attacked wildly by the camp. Due to the exhaustion of physical strength in the previous operations, plus the death of many forest elves, Malfurion was unable to fight against the superior strength and artillery regrouped by the enemy, plus the death of King Charles, so he had no reason to stay on the battlefield, so he Take the forest elves away.

The remaining Britannia knights regrouped, led by Sir Byron Gordon. He used seven methods to attack the enemy and exchanged seven horses. Even with six injuries on his body, he did not want to leave the battlefield.

The Margaritas hurried to fill the gap in the camp's defense line and fought to attack. In the evening, the two sides fought more and more intensely and tried their best to defeat the other side before the sun set, but the result was that neither side had the confidence to win, nor did the side retreat first. There is no need for any tactics on the battlefield, only fierce fighting.

Eventually, the night came, the thick fog shrouded the night, and already had no fingers to reach. The two sides had to withdraw their troops. When the trumpet sounded, they thought they had not been defeated.

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"I thought we had failed." King Fernando-Habbs stood outside the camp account and watched from a distance the knight of Burtania who also sounded the trumpet horn said to the Count of Cordoba.

"I thought so before," Count Cordoba said lightly, then he said with emotion. "I didn't expect King Charles to die. The opponent's counterattack even made me think that we couldn't even hold the camp. But the retreat of the forest elves ... presumably related to the death of King Charles. This gave us a chance. The crazy knights Without waiting for the support of the Bill Pali, he launched his own attack. "

"Perhaps because of our allies," King Fernando Habs turned his eyes to the north, and the camp there glowed brightly. "They persisted longer than we expected."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Count Cordoba nodded. "But this war is probably here. If the other party is not stupid, they will come to talk with us."

"They have an advantage now, don't they? Will the Burtanians give up revenge for their king? They just have to wait patiently for the support of the Bill Pali, and we have lost almost all our allies."

"Tonight, we can use the night to evacuate the wounded." The Count of Cordoba still said lightly. "They can't break our barracks within a few days. If they can't break our barracks, the war will continue. Even if they break the barracks, they can't cross the river. The war will still keep them going. Bleeding. Peace talks are the best option. "

"Peace talks?" King Fernando-Harbus said to himself. "I don't know what they want."

"Not too much, my majesty. And you have now used two-thirds of the land of Istania. As long as you wait patiently for a few years, Bill Barry will be yours sooner or later." Count Cordoba Said respectfully.

"Hope." King Fernando Habs didn't quite believe the commander.

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The orange-yellow color covered the eastern horizon, casting a coppery luster on the city's brick and cobblestone streets. There was an explosion in the night sky, the flames emptied, and the smoke and sparks fell like rain. The warship and the shells fired from the head of the city of Billy Barry swirled and slid out an arc in the air.

Bai En's face kept sweating, not because of the weather, but because the main camp was burning. The engineers ’work was done well, and when dusk was about to come outside the camp, they ended the work that Baien handed over to them. They dug pits on the road inside the camp wall and filled up with explosive explosives, not only the gunpowder used by the vast cannons, but also the alchemy bombs provided by the Fatalin Association.

Outside the camp wall, it was filled with kerosene long ago. The kerosene made by alchemy was mixed with corpses so that the flames could continue to burn.

Bai En directly rejected the proposal when other commanders suggested leaving the death squad to guard the camp and delay the time for the evacuees. He directly ordered the bomb to be buried and then lit the camp.

The Bill Pali can only be trapped outside the camp, watching the people inside the camp evacuate from the temporary dock.

Bai En also stood at the temporary pier, watching the last evacuation team make a messy noise, and someone kept falling into the water because of confusion.

"It's still too weak." Bai En said to herself with emotion.

"Teacher, we must leave." The loyal Morris stood next to White and persuaded, next to the two was the prepared ship.

"Come on, there's nothing to cherish here." Bai En sighed and stepped onto the boat, finding a place in the bow to sit down.

Morris obediently followed, sitting not far from Bai En.

The boatmen began to glide the oars as soon as they saw Bai En getting on board. Push the boat away from the dock and follow the Douro River towards the sea. Their goal is the flagship of Netska, and when they board the battleship of Fatalin, it will take them back to Fatalin Island and escape from the **** everything.

Soon after leaving the pier, Bai En saw the river bank full of Bill Pali. Unwilling, they stood on the bank of the river and raised their bows and arrows, but landed on the water far away from the boat. The Douro River is so wide that ships that are not even sailing in the center of the river need not worry about the threat of bows and arrows. The only thing that could threaten the evacuation of ships was the artillery above the head of the city, port and fleet.

When the boat that Bane took was slowly leaving the Douro River and entering the bay, there were large and small ships everywhere on the sea. Not only the evacuation fleet of Fatalin sailed here, but also the fleet of the Ruen people also sailed here.

This is normal, if you choose to cross the bridge or reach the other side of the Douro River to go to the town of Sahagun, the route of evacuation is much shorter. But Fatalin and the Ruen thought similarly. The Margarita Allied Forces have already lost, and neither of them has completed the task assigned to them by the Allied Forces. It seemed like a good choice to choose to escape to your own territory and wait for the coalition's final notice. It's at least safer than slamming into the hands of Margaritas who don't know where to vent their defeated anger.

But there are also risks through the bay. The warships are still fighting. The sound of artillery seems to smash the sky and break the sky. In the sound of thunderous artillery fire, shells fell like raindrops into the sea.

If it is hit by an artillery shell, the larger ship will be penetrated through the hull, leaving a huge hole. The people on the ship can only pray that their swimming level can allow them to swim to another ship alive. The smaller ship will be directly crushed, and the fragments of the hull will splash. Even if the person wearing it is not hit by the shell, it will be pierced by the scattered fragments.

Bai En noticed a man standing on the bow of a ship in the distance, holding a long bow taller than the man. The man took a huge arrow from his side, aimed at the sky, and then pulled the bowstring, He shot the arrow and directly hit a cannonball flying towards his hull. Arrows hit the shells and burst out a bright firework in the air.

Bai En recognized the man and was lucky to survive the black elk on the Fatalin front. It seems that he hasn't seen him since the attack of the mage. If Bai En knew that he was still alive, if he could stand up and help himself at that time, he wouldn't have to end like this, and now he can't even release the spell.

The shelling continued, as if the shells had fallen from the scorching clouds above, and kept falling on the sea. In the distance, a warship started to catch fire, and then the entire side exploded and was destroyed by the explosion. Bane can even see the structural faults inside the battleship. Some sailors on the battleship began to jump out of the ship and fall into the sea.

Bill Bally ’s fleet seems to have lost even more. Many warships have sunk there, only showing masts above the sea. The margarita coalition's artillery fire swept into the Billy Fleet like a storm and penetrated their side. It seems that the failure of land warfare has not affected the situation on the sea.

Bai En turned his head to the land side. Although it had been a long time ago, the fire in the camp was still raging, and it seemed to begin to spread around. The raging flame did not have any tendency to extinguish.

"Pad the boat in that direction." Bai En said, pointing in the direction of the black elk. Since he could handle the shells flying towards his ship, there was no reason not to resort to the protection he provided.

Hearing the orders of Bairn, the soldiers in charge of commanding the oarsmen on the ship began to direct the oarsmen to turn the bow and move in the direction of the black elk.

A pungent **** smell suddenly appeared. Bai En leaned over to find the source of the smell, but found that a large number of corpses were floating on the sea. He looked in the direction where the corpse floated-it was the artificial channel. The corpses, broken limbs, and pieces of meat floated on the surface of the sea, looming in the night, mixed between the broken fragments of the ship and the supply boxes of war.

Bai En raised his gaze, and at least tens of thousands of corpses floated on the sea, not counting those on land. No one knows how many people died in this war. But Bai En knows that half of his wizarding group has left their lives on the battlefield, and the masters that Fatalin has cultivated over the years have so easily died on this land that does not belong to him ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ Thinking of these, Bai En suddenly heard a sharp whistle in his ear. He raised his head and noticed that a shell was hitting the ship under his feet quickly.

"Bombardment!" Bai En just shouted out, feeling the shells hit the hull, violently swayed him directly from the boat and fell into the water.

Collision, tearing, and decomposition. The shells shattered the boat that Bane was riding into pieces. It seemed like a ripe fruit burst, although no fruit can scream when the wood splits.

Bai En slammed out of the sea and breathed heavily, seeing that the boat he had made had tilted and began to sink. He immediately started looking for the nearest ship around him. Then he saw the black elk's boat. He raised his hands and tried to shout, but he was flooded with seawater and pushed his shout back.

He spit out the sea with a big mouth, tapping the surface with both hands, trying to attract the other party's attention.

"Hey! I'm here! Black elk!" He finally shouted. He noticed that the black elk on the ship seemed to be attracted by his cry and turned his head to patrol.

Bai En felt that the black elk's eyes had swept over him and stopped for a while, but then he moved away.

"Damn," Bai En cursed secretly, not sure if the black elk saw himself. "Hey! Here! Hey—" When he shouted again, another shell came flying and whistled, falling not far from him and hitting the semi-sinking ship. The rolling waves rolled him into the sea.

When he tried his best to surface again, trying to ask for help, a box of war supplies floated in the waves and smashed towards him. He didn't even have time to avoid it, he was hit by a box and fainted.

Bai En's unconscious body slowly submerged in the sea and sank towards the bottom of the sea.