I'm not a lord

Chapter 326 When Lynn's Cavalry Arrived

"Our army is defeated, our army is defeated!"

From the left flank of the invading army in the south, one of the soldiers shouted out in fear.

In an instant, the entire left wing began to collapse like a sand dune being washed away by a flood.

Soldiers at the rear of the formation retreated first, while those at the forefront were a step behind.

Lacking the restraint of senior officers, lower-ranking officers led the way in desertion, and within four or five minutes, the left wing of the invading army in the south collapsed completely.

On the left flank, soldiers from the southern border were running around like headless flies.

The northern soldiers attacking the left flank followed relentlessly, a thousand or so chasing nearly two thousand men as they ran wildly across the mountains and fields.

Count Reiner was in the middle of the army, struggling to bolster morale and even leading his troops into the front lines on several occasions. When he heard the commotion coming from his left, he almost coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Damn it, the enemy's reinforcements are still unclear, and the enemy is still maintaining its offensive. You're already abandoning your lines and starting to retreat? Isn't that just suicidal? It might even drag the central and right flanks down with you!

How can you win a war with a bunch of insects like you?
Count Reiner wished he could lead his personal guards to the left flank and personally kill a group of soldiers who were leading the retreat.

But he no longer has that chance.

The retreat of the left wing has already begun to show signs of human-to-human transmission, and the speed of transmission is many times faster than the most terrifying virus.

Influenced by the left wing, the central army, which had originally held the advantage, began to waver, and some soldiers at the rear of the army formation secretly deserted.

Seeing this, Reiner had no choice but to take a few steps back, decisively slashing down a soldier who turned to flee, and then shouted:
"Don't retreat, hold on! This is nothing but an enemy lie! Retreating now is tantamount to death; only by holding on can we win!"

With Reiner leading the way, his personal guards quickly followed suit, and without hesitation, they slaughtered a group of deserters.

The blood-soaked longsword did indeed intimidate a group of soldiers who wanted to retreat, and the central army, which had been on the verge of collapse, managed to regain its footing.

But the dense sound of horses' hooves coming from the west cannot be lied to.

Even amidst the chaos of the battlefield, the soldiers in the southern border could still hear the terrifying sound of approaching hooves.

They trembled and almost retreated, but were forced to hold their ground only by the threat of Count Reiner's longsword.

Count Vasa, who was on the opposite side, could hardly help but laugh when he saw this scene.

"Hahahaha, our reinforcements are almost here! These Southern Wild Dogs have completely lost their will to fight! Warriors of the North, charge with me and send these sons of bitches to hell!"

Vasa had already foreseen today's great victory, and he could finally vent his pent-up anger.

Those damned Southerners, how dare they run wild on my Mirror Iron territory! I'll throw you all into those dark, sunless mines to dig until you die before I'm satisfied!

Under Vasa's leadership, the more than three thousand northern soldiers were like hungry bears discovering a beehive. Their morale was high and they bravely took the lead, forcing the demoralized southern invaders to retreat step by step.

When Lynn rode his warhorse to a small hill on the west side of the battlefield, all he could see was a battlefield situation that was almost one-sided.

Count Mirror Iron's more than three thousand men were pressing the enemy army, which was significantly larger than his own. The southern invading army, which clearly had the numerical advantage, was retreating continuously, and many soldiers even gave up resistance and fled eastward.

Wait, buddy, I haven't even entered yet, and you guys are already done?

Is this the deterrent power of reinforcements? However, Lynn could somewhat understand the pain in Earl Leiner's heart.

These days, noble armies are like this, especially those hastily assembled noble coalitions.

When they're winning, they're all like Lu Bu among men; but when they're losing, they all cower like mice, afraid of being too slow and becoming the scapegoats.

Before setting out from Amber Harbor, Earl Reiner most likely did not recognize all the mid-level generals in the army.

The nobles from all over the southern region certainly maintained a state of distrust towards their own allies.

Because the enemy's reinforcements arrived even faster, the invading army of several thousand men in the southern border showed signs of complete collapse, which can only mean that this army is really incapable of fighting tough battles.

"Your Excellency Earl, on behalf of Earl Mirror Iron, I thank you for your timely assistance overnight. However, the enemy is still putting up a fierce resistance. If your army has any remaining strength, Earl Mirror Iron hopes that you can provide some more support within your capabilities. After the battle, you will also have priority in the distribution of the spoils."

Count Mirror Iron had already sent an envoy to wait on the earthen slope. The envoy was extremely respectful to Lynn, for fear of offending the precious reinforcements.

It's no wonder the envoy was so humble; Lynn, who entered later, had already become the master of this battlefield.

He commanded a powerful and fresh force; three thousand cavalrymen might not seem like much, but they represented almost all of the cavalry in the entire swamp territory.

The three sons, Yang, led 4,000 infantrymen who had landed at the docks of Solu City and quickly took over the city's defenses. They also sent 2,000 infantrymen to support the main battlefield.

If Lynn were willing, he could not only deliver a fatal blow to the Southern Invaders, but also take care of Count Vasa of the Mirror Iron.

Count Mirror Iron's army had been fighting for nearly two hours and was now completely exhausted, only being kept alive by reinforcements.

Lynn glanced at the chaotic battlefield and casually gave the order: "Hugh, you take two thousand cavalry and pursue the enemy as far as possible. Do not return to Pike Place City before noon."

"Yes!" Hugh accepted the order and left.

Before long, two thousand cavalrymen descended like tigers from the mountain, charging straight toward the Southern Army's camp under the bright sunshine.

"Wow, enemy cavalry! Run!"

In the sight of the southern soldiers, a large number of fully armed cavalrymen emerged from the western slope of the battlefield, their colorful battle flags fluttering in the wind, and their sharp lances flashing with a blinding cold light, like the deadly scythes cleaved down by the Grim Reaper.

Reiner also saw the cavalry, and he froze on the spot, his right hand, which was swinging his sword, unconsciously falling down.

Two guards grabbed him, trying to drag him away from the deadly battlefield: "Sir, run! We've lost this war! If we don't escape now, it will be too late!"

Before Leiner lay thousands of central army soldiers collapsing like a receding tide.

After holding out all morning, the southern soldiers could no longer contain their fear and fled eastward, abandoning their armor and weapons.

At this point, not even the presence of a saint revered by the Trinity Church could dispel the fear of these soldiers, let alone Earl Reiner.

The phrase "a defeat is like a landslide" perfectly describes this situation, and it's the last thing any military commander wants to see.

Hearing the shouts of his guards, Count Reiner finally regained a sliver of his senses. He mounted the warhorse they had brought, casually ripped off his robe and tossed it aside, shouting:

"Don't go east, go south! Only by going into the mountains will you have a chance to escape!"

(End of this chapter)