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Chapter 151: The Last Charge, the open-arms of the Rothis Emperor [5/5 automatic subscription].

“Oh yes!”

In the dim mud.

When the day was dark, on the banks of the Loluburn River, a bloody battle finally came to an end.

As no more soldiers on the other side of the river were able to rush over, after the torrential rain stopped, both sides of the Lolubben River emitted a chill deep into the bone marrow in the morning.

When the soldiers on the side of the Pruk Kingdom joined forces to kill the last of the Lotis Imperial soldiers who rushed over and vowed not to surrender. Several three-edged military thorns pierced through his body, and between the spurts of blood, the other party fell powerlessly to the muddy river.

And looking around, at this moment, the entire river bank was full of corpses, including the soldiers of the Lotis Empire, and of course, the soldiers of the Pluk.

In the face of war, life is equal to whomever it is.

Ulysses was covered in mud and blood, but the long knife of Murussos in his hand was still shiny.

In one night, the Rothis Empire soldiers who were directly chopped to death by him, a few also had three or four hundred.

“Quickly count the wounded! Medics! Hurry up and save people! ”

Ulysses did not cheer, and some hoarse voices immediately gave orders.

In this battle, the losses on the side of the Pluk Kingdom were not small, and the estimated number of deaths was more than a thousand.

But the record is also quite fierce, in the case of losing the musket advantage, it should be able to play a three-to-one, or even five-to-one record.

Wesker also returned to his senses, and immediately led the surviving soldiers to begin treating the wounded.

“Uh uh uh”

Alcohol spilled on the knife edge, and even the Prussian soldiers were almost out of their eyes at this moment.

The Prucker medicals, who had already felt it in the rear, carried the wounded to the rear while urgently taking emergency measures against some seriously injured Prucker soldiers.

As for some of the living, Lotis soldiers with a sigh of relief, when the other side is dead.

On the other side of the river, the cold morning fog dissipated, and except for a flag of the Rhodes Empire and a flag of Benero planted on the opposite side, there was no longer a shadow in sight.

During last night’s battle, Ulysses vaguely noticed that it seemed that after the final battle was not good for the Rothisian Empire, Benero simply fainted and was taken away by his lieutenants.

“Order the soldiers who are not wounded to cross the river at once and occupy the city of Loluben!”

Ulysses looked in the direction of the west, and three or four hundred kilometers to the west was the Rothis Plain of the Pingchuan River and the imperial capital of the Rothis Empire.

When Benelo, the hard bone to gnaw, was crushed by Ulysses.

The entire imperial capital of the Lotis Empire can be said to have opened its arms to the army of the Prussian Kingdom. September 25, just like Ulysses said.

Before the national day of the Kingdom of Prussia, occupy the eastern part of the Lotis Empire.

Ulysses looked at his own Goldfinger map, not only him, but also the steppe seemed to be about to usher in the end of the war, in order to prepare this pocket for the Golden Knights, Ulysses had mobilized a large number of cavalry in the country.

There were not only Prussian heavy cavalry and light cavalry stationed at home, but also a large number of organized steppe militias. The total strength of the army reached nearly 70,000.

Under intense surveillance and harassment, the Golden Knights had no chance at all.

Aside from a large number of downsizing of personnel every day, there is not even a way to rush to the vicinity of the railway for one or two kilometers.

“When your son stayed in our Pruuk kingdom as a guest, today I can give you a chance to surrender.”

Cologne’s voice was cold, and the more than five thousand Prussian heavy armored cavalry behind him looked at him coldly, and the Grand Duke of Jennister and the others who had no chance of escaping at all.

At this moment, on this grassy slope about five or six kilometers away from the railway.

Successive breakthroughs have failed, and the Grand Duke of Jennister and the remaining three thousand Golden Knights are almost all wounded at this moment. However, the strong faith and the glory of the Golden Knight of the generations made each of their faces full of death.

“Sonorous!”

Grand Duke Jennister threw a knife in his hand, which had been curled up, on the ground and drew his own saber from the back of a horse beside him. The golden knight flag next to him fluttered high without any words, but at this moment, the entire cavalry regiment was swinging away. Cologne raised his steel-made riding spear across, and the cold tip of the gun pointed directly at the Golden Knights in the distance.

“Whoops!”

In the midst of the uniform movements, the Prucker heavy armored cavalry took the lead and began to move slowly, faster and faster, and rushed towards the Golden Knights.

“Golden Knights! Charge!!! ”

Although Grand Duke Jennister was old, his voice was full of courage and fearlessness at the moment.

With a roar, he took the lead in charging at the cavalry regiment in front of him on his horse.

“Rumble”

The heavy sound of horses’ hooves gradually approached as the two sides approached, and the killing qi collided together in an instant.

“Ah!”

“Charge!”

“Poof!”

The black torrent of Prucker’s heavy armored cavalry and the pale gold of the Golden Knights crisscrossed each other, and above the ground, many figures immediately lay down.

War horses that had lost their masters roared in sorrow.

However, neither side lost anyone at the same side, quickly turning the horse’s head, and the war intention in the bloodied eyes was not reduced

“Charge!!!”

Surrounded by tens of thousands of Prussian cavalry, the heavy armored cavalry regiment led by Cologne and the Golden Knights led by Grand Duke Jenist, after three or four rounds of confrontation.

When the Grand Duke of Jenist, covered in blood and breathing heavily, adjusted his charging posture again, he was shocked to find it. This time, only I survived.

Although he had evaded the fatal wounds of the heavy cavalry many times with his old experience, the armor on his body was already torn apart at this moment, and the blood was soaked with the white and gold armor of the Golden Knight Commander.

Grand Duke Jennister gritted his teeth, suddenly stared at the Golden Knights flag that had fallen to the side, turned over and dismounted, and quickly picked up the general flag.

Get on your horse, holding a large flag in one hand and a sword in the other.

The whole process was not disturbed by anyone, and for the Pluk people, who revered strength and bravery, the actions of the Grand Duke of Jennister today have undoubtedly successfully defended the honor of the last generation of the Golden Knights of the Rotis Empire.

“Golden Knights! For the sake of the first emperor! Charge!!! ”

The Namibian Defence Line.

Since the Grand Duke of Jennister had gone on his expedition, the defensive line here had been entrusted to the original guards.

Although it is more or less clear that the Golden Knights are gone, it is estimated that there is little evil, even if they come back, there is absolutely not much left. But everyone was still expecting the Golden Knights flag to appear again.

As the highest cavalry regiment founded by the founding emperor of the Rotis Empire, the Golden Knights in the hearts of the Rothis soldiers not only symbolize the highest combat strength of the royal family, but also the highest glory of the soldiers…

“Whoops.”

A dense sound of horses’ hooves came from the northern wilderness of the defensive line, and the highly nervous Namibian defenders immediately rang the alarm bell.

“Prucker cavalry! The Prussian cavalry is coming! All on guard! ”

“Ready to fight!!!”

However, just after the defenders looked at each other, they found that the cavalry of the Pruk Kingdom, after coming to the open space outside the Namibian defensive line, was parked outside the range of their bed crossbows.

Then, under the stunned and sad gaze of everyone.

A long-torn white-gold armor and a golden flag stained with blood appeared in front of the eyes of these Rothis defenders.

That familiar gold, as long as it was a Rothis Empire person, would definitely not admit it at this moment.

When a guard saw the torn armor, he finally let out a cry of grief and indignation.

“Grand Duke Jennister! Martyrdom! ”

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……

Royal Prison of the Royal Residence of the Lotis.

It served as a cell for the nobles of the Empire and the most vicious prisoners.

When Panalin, who was imprisoned here, saw Farma and was about to say something, seeing the sad eyes of the other party, an ominous premonition came to mind.

“Did something happen?”

Farma pondered for a while, and finally slowly spat out a sentence.

“Grand Duke Jennister, martyred.”

Panarin: “…”

When Panalin was taken to the court hall by Farma, the people who came to the scene today did not know how, and there were many less. Above the throne, Kesanger looked guiltily at Panarin.

“The Kingdom of Prussia sent the remains of the Duke and the soldiers who died in battle to the Namibian Line, and I have asked the Duke to return as soon as possible 4.7, which should be able to arrive tonight.”

Panarin clenched his fists, and all the palace guards around him looked at each other nervously. I am afraid that the other party will make any out-of-the-ordinary move at this moment.

Who knew that Panarin was asking, “Does Your Majesty still plan to continue fighting?” ”

The eyes of the crowd were once again on Kesanger above the throne.

Even these ministers on the scene were eager to know what Kesanger was thinking now.

Some people in the court did not come today, simply because these people have now left the Rottis Imperial Capital and fled with a large amount of wealth to the Gruborgni Empire and other countries.

Those who can stay here have now been transferred to the younger generation of the family, leaving some old people who are unwilling to give up the glory of their ancestors and choose to stay in the imperial capital and be buried with the Rothis Empire.

That’s right, burial.

The war has reached this point, and there is no hope at all.

The crowd looked at Kesanger, but the latter turned his gaze to Farma and asked a shocking question.

“Farma, would you like to sit on the throne?”

PS: Brothers author tenosynovitis committed, code word code uncomfortable, the state may be a little bad, everyone forgive me, I will adjust as soon as possible, tomorrow buy some medicine to try.