When the burning fire pots flew towards the Senke Federation, all the Kastark soldiers immediately began to rush forward. The heavy cavalry began to move to the two wings, and the infantry revealed their weapons while running - bows and arrows, all bows and arrows.
On the Senke Federation side, Hegma's worries became more serious when he saw the sudden change of the frontal attack led by Carsente. According to the enemy's formation, they were definitely not preparing for a strong attack, but what were they going to do with those engineers? Let the archers charge? That was simply crazy. His magician troops could easily block all the arrows. And they ran so fast, if they entered the attack range of his archers and magicians, they would have no way out.
But think about it, the commander of the enemy's main army has always been known for his steadiness in previous battles. It is absolutely impossible for him to rashly let his soldiers rush into a dead end. Moreover, the Kastark army, who came up with those superb and vicious tricks two days ago, would never make such a low-level mistake. Is there some conspiracy? No, it's not possible, it's definitely possible...
"What...what is that? Why is there a fire? Could it be that their magician troops have arrived..."
A soldier's scream immediately attracted everyone's attention. More than a hundred flaming balls flew towards their position. But soon, anyone with a little experience knew that these were definitely not fireballs fired by magicians, but were fired from catapults just like the wine jars. Fireballs, wine jars, fire...
"Magician, stop those fireballs immediately, stop them! Everyone retreat, evacuate all locations that have been attacked by the wine jars, leave here..." Hegma, who suddenly figured it out, immediately drove the soldiers like crazy. Looking at the soldiers who were still looking at him at a loss, Hegma almost wanted to wail.
All the soldiers were either standing in the wine, or were splashed with wine when the wine jars were broken, or were soaked when they were fighting for the remaining wine on the ground. If those fireballs could not be stopped, the consequences would be disastrous.
Although the soldiers were confused for a while, the magicians still followed Hegma's words. After all, it would be no fun if the fireballs hit people. Under the command of the magician commander, all the magicians hurriedly cast defensive or offensive magics, trying to shoot them down first, and some tried to block them out of the position.
But they forgot that this was not a real fireball, but a liquid tank similar to the one just now. After being subjected to only the slightest force, they would almost without exception break into countless pieces, and the burning materials inside would fly around and burn. . . . .
In just a few seconds, the fire enveloped most of the Senke Federation Army's frontline. The flames not only ignited the tents and the wooden forts in front, but also ignited the clothes, armor, and horses of a large number of soldiers on the frontline. . . . .
In just a short time, the army that was so neat and strong just now immediately became a group of ants in a hot pot. Most of the Brown Bear Legion soldiers and some of the Black Wolf Legion soldiers were enveloped in the sea of fire and howled in pain. When the soldiers who escaped from the disaster saw the miserable scenes of their comrades in the sea of fire, they all tried to rescue their companions. But the reality was cruel. The burning materials mixed with strong liquor, lamp oil and animal fats could never be extinguished by water.
When the archers of the Kastark Army ran into the range and launched the first round of attack, Hegma knew why the archers of the Kastark Army were so bold. Those blazing front positions were no longer a tool for him to resist the enemy, but an absolute barrier to prevent him from attacking them.
Thinking of this, Hegma knew that he had to retreat now. If he hesitated for a moment, the 20,000 archers in front of him would be able to keep them all here. Another inexplicable defeat, this was the only thought in Hegma's mind.
“Retreat, retreat quickly! All soldiers who can run, immediately retreat 2000 meters…” Without caring about how the soldiers would react, Hegma grabbed the hand of the commander of the Brown Bear Legion, and regardless of the latter’s reaction and bloodshot eyes, he and the guards forcibly pulled him down. Staying here was almost tantamount to suicide. …
After a few rounds of scattering, because the enemy soldiers who could retreat were out of range and the fire blocked their way, all the archers began to call out the names of the enemy soldiers struggling in the sea of fire one by one. This was done just to reduce the pain of the soldiers trapped in the sea of fire.
When the Senke Federation Army was trapped in the sea of fire, Carsen knew that his crisis had been resolved and that the enemy had no threat to him. Even if the subsequent preparations could not be realized, the Senke Federation could only retreat sadly. But could those preparations fail? No, absolutely not. Even if they failed to achieve a complete victory, the enemy's infantry would never be able to return.
When Hegma forced the commander of the Brown Bear Corps and the defeated army to retreat more than a thousand meters away, tens of thousands of archers appeared again on the hillsides on both sides of the road. The strong rain of arrows forced Hegma to break through in the rain of arrows. After thousands of lives were lost, Hegma and the light cavalry finally got out of the range, but a reorganized light cavalry division rushed out from the back of the hillside immediately bit their butts tightly, forcing them not to stop.
Hegma's move also widened the distance between them and the surviving infantry behind them. Without a senior commander, the fleeing infantry became the target of Kastark's 223rd and 224th Legions. After the light cavalry of the 103rd Light Cavalry Legion drove Hegma away, the defeat of the Brown Bear Legion became even more inevitable.
In this battle, more than 13,000 soldiers from the four divisions of the Brown Bear Legion were burned to death, nearly 10,000 were shot to death by bows and arrows, nearly 10,000 were captured (most of them were wounded), and less than 4,000 soldiers were killed directly by the Kastark Army. And only less than 3 divisions of the Black Wolf Legion of Hegma were able to escape, and nearly 10,000 light cavalry were left here forever.
According to Carsen's statistics, apart from the loss of several thousand soldiers in the encirclement and suppression of the remnants of the Brown Bear Legion, the rest of the losses were negligible. This battle also raised my status in the hearts of Carsen and several other legion commanders. . . . .