Steel, Explosives, and Spellcasters
Chapter 1228 - 37: Great Alliance Moves Forward (22)_2

Chapter 1228: 37: Great Alliance Moves Forward (22)_2

At this moment, the cavalry that could appear from the direction where the sound of hooves was coming could only be the cavalry unit of the New Reclamation Expeditionary Army under Sanel’s command.

"Sanel finally decided to send cavalry to support me," thought Chloe in despair, "but it’s already too late."

Chloe turned around, only to see the blood-stained battle flag of Thunder Group County waving in the wind.

Along the embankment blasted out by the council army’s cannon, soldiers holding high the flags of Mont Blanc County and Thunder Group County surged onto the East Bank, abandoning formations and disregarding retreat, like a torrent, fiercely attacking the rear of the council army’s battle line.

More and more reorganized New Reclamation Legion soldiers realized what had happened, and they one after another turned their heads, while the supervisory team couldn’t stop the soldiers from looking in the direction from which the hooves were coming.

Even the officers and sergeants striving to prevent the troops from collapsing fell into panic.

The lieutenant commander of the square formation where Chloe was quickly came to Chloe’s side. The lieutenant’s pupils trembled and his lips had no trace of blood, yet he still tried hard to maintain composure, asking, "Colonel, how...?"

No explanation was needed; Chloe understood what his subordinate wanted to say. Their battle line was too thinly spread, most Spearmen filled the front, absolutely incapable of resisting a charge from behind.

In the time it took to speak, the cavalry from Thunder Group County, having removed their armor, had already leapt over the provincial road, and that less than one mile’s distance between them would soon vanish.

Chloe closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was no longer any trace of sorrow in his gaze, but rather a little more relief.

"Run, child." Chloe patted the lieutenant’s shoulder: "Live."

With that, the colonel straightened his clothes, stepped out of the square formation, and faced the blades gleaming with cold light.

...

When the cavalry from Thunder Group County broke into the right flank line of the council army, Mont Blanc County’s army was plunged into great crisis at the southern end of the battlefield.

The newly appearing army on the horizon neither showed flags nor actively sent reconnaissance cavalry communications, but rather rushed towards the battlefield at the fastest speed.

"How many people?" Gaisa shouted at the reconnaissance cavalry.

"Probably four battalions."

"Four battalions!" Gaisa’s eyes opened wide with anger: "How could this just now be discovered?"

"They came from the south." The reconnaissance cavalry, with a pale face, explained desperately: "As soon as they were discovered, the sergeant sent me to report."

"From the south, four battalions." Lieutenant Washington frowned: "Winters Montagne’s troops?"

Gaisa spun around sharply, asking sternly: "Then why don’t they reveal their identity?"

Before Colonel Gaisa, Mont Blanc County’s river crossing troops were engaged in fierce battle with the council army’s left-wing troops, bearing the banner of the Sixth Legion.

From the first contact, Mont Blanc County soldiers immediately sensed the difference—the three battalions deployed at the rear compared with the two battalions defending the riverbank were as different as night and day in terms of combat power.

The enemy defending the riverbank collapsed at the first touch, yet the enemy stationed at the rear held their ground even in the bloodiest square formation battles.

"Find out their identity!" Gaisa decisively issued orders: "Go to Colonel Bod for reinforcements!"

He glanced at the unmoved enemy’s square formation, gritted his teeth, and issued the final instruction: "Retreat!"

The withdrawal signal was blown, with musketeers providing cover fire, sword and shield bearers dragged lightly wounded personnel from the spear forest, and Mont Blanc County’s river crossing troops gradually distanced themselves from the enemy, intending to withdraw to the West Bank.

However, the defending "Sixth Legion" changed its previous passive avoidance and mercilessly launched a counterattack.

The previously repelled riverbank’s defending two battalions of infantry were also reorganized, chaotically bypassing Mont Blanc County’s army’s square formation, and once again charged towards the riverbank.

Lead shots whizzed overhead, Gaisa’s subordinates advised the colonel to temporarily dismount, yet Gaisa remained firmly seated on horseback, unmoved.

It wasn’t that Gaisa wanted to play the hero; rather, he had to be on horseback to see the battle situation clearly.

The situation on the southern battlefield had already transformed into a race:

On the East Bank, the "Sixth Legion" was cutting off the retreat of Mont Blanc County’s river crossing troops;

On the West Bank, the unidentified force was charging directly toward River Valley Village.

The two battalions left by Gaisa on the West Bank were also pulled away by Colonel Bod, leaving Mont Blanc County’s crossed river troops completely isolated and unsupported.

Gaisa gritted his teeth and looked towards the north, smoke, dust, and River Valley Village blocked his view. He wasn’t angry that Colonel Bod had taken his troops without permission, but he needed Skul to resolve the enemy’s right flank quickly and then immediately swing his forces to aid.

Otherwise, he, Colonel Bod, and Mont Blanc County’s descendants would have nowhere to be buried.

...

[Northern Battlefield]

The defeat was not merely like a mountain collapsing, it seemed as if only one breath had passed and the reorganized New Reclamation Legion was completely wiped out.

Thunder Group County cavalry nailed the first nail in the coffin for the reorganized New Reclamation Legion, followed closely by infantry from Thunder Group County and Mont Blanc County nailed the remaining nails.

If using a human analogy, the reorganized New Reclamation Legion faced complete death. Unless someone rebuilds it, this designation will never appear again. Even if someone rebuilds it, it would only be a different person with the same name.

On the battlefield north of River Valley Village, only the New Reclamation Expeditionary Army troops still resisted stubbornly.

The New Reclamation Expeditionary Army sent to support the right wing comprised a total of two battalions; originally they were fiercely attacking the Alliance’s flank, but seeing their friendly troops crushed, they quickly merged into one unit, with their backs against the unnamed small river, forming a square formation of a thousand men on the riverbank.

Alliance soldiers were all pursuing fleeing enemies, and for a moment, no one paid attention to them.