At noon, the sunshine on the grassland was very intense, and the air was steaming the last bit of water, slightly distorting distant objects. General Feng'er and his group finally appeared in front of Fenglei Fort.
On this journey, they were like a group of hunted wild beasts, unleashing their full potential and fighting against layers of checkpoints, cliffs, swamps, and fog spirits with all their might. When they appeared at Fengdengbao, there were only fifty-six people left.
Fengdengbao no longer exists, except for broken halberds and guns, there is not even a corpse in the capital. General Waldorf was not so kind as to restrain the bodies of so many brutally dead people. The bodies exposed in the wilderness were all taken away by vultures and wild dogs, and occasionally scattered bones could only be seen.
When General von Hel and his team rushed here, they were already exhausted, but they knew that arriving here meant they had a way out. There were sentries stationed at Yamaguchi to gather information. The sentries gave their horses to General von Herl, and the group had a simple meal before rushing to Fenglei Fort in one go.
Anyway, this battle has been won. Although countless cannon fodder was filled in, the foundation of the Norman Duchy remained unchanged. The loss of the Duchy of Brittany in this battle was not only the people's hearts and wealth, but also the morale of the military. Even if the Grand Duke of Brittany did not falter due to this battle, he will not be able to regain his strength in the short term.
And what about him, Feng Hel? Perhaps some guardians may scold him for being cold-blooded and cruel, but he is the victor, both in power and glory. Through this battle, his reputation and status have reached their peak.
Now that he has intervened in the political arena, just give him another three to five years. At that time, both the military and political sectors will be his trusted subordinates, and even the Grand Duke will not be able to shake his position. What's the point of killing a few people?
General Feng Hel rode on his horse, with a slightly relieved smile on his cracked lips.
The new god of war is about to rise slowly in the pool of blood. That person is him, the distinguished General von Hel.
The gate of Fenglei Fortress, which was five zhang high, suddenly opened with a loud bang. It was pulled open by a giant dragon beast. Such a heavy door, two and a half feet thick, was nailed with copper nails over a foot long, and could not be opened by human labor alone.
Two rows of soldiers with distinct armor greeted them, with two generals in the middle running wildly on horseback. From a distance, he dismounted from his horse and ran up to greet him, kneeling on one knee. He respectfully clasped his fists and said, "Congratulations to General Feng Hel for his great victory
The two of them secretly glanced behind Feng Hel and saw only a few dozen Liao and Liao people, obviously feeling a bit shocked by the fact that there were only a few people left in the army of tens of thousands. They exchanged surprised glances, but their faces dared not show it.
Why are you guys? Where are Bill and Brian? "General von Hel frowned, looking a bit strange.
He recognized these two generals, who were also considered veterans in the army, but they were not promoted by Feng Hel alone. They had been serving as two high-ranking but powerless idle officers in Batiste, and it was quite strange for Feng Hel to meet them here.
Report to General, Brian was drunk and whipped a soldier to death, and was dismissed and investigated by the Grand Duke. And Captain Bill
He paused awkwardly, his voice lowered a step, and whispered, "The knights guarding Fengdenburg have more than ten sons and nephews of noble families, and they have all been wiped out. And Bill cannot defend and refuses to support, which greatly angered the House of Lords. The Grand Duke has taken him back to Baptiste and imprisoned him, so we have been ordered to guard Fenglei Fortress
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