After thinking for a while, Pedro suppressed his intention to make a move.
The aura exuded by the suspected master Yassin in the opposite Zenit camp is not inferior to him. If he fights, he is not sure that he can win in a short time. In this way, in case of real fire, The battle between the two powerhouses moves mountains and fills the sea, and the aftermath of the battle will inevitably endanger ordinary soldiers on the battlefield, causing unnecessary casualties.
Furthermore, the Zenit people have a master strategist commanding behind them, if they are restrained by the opponent's master, then under the command of this master, the Zenit army is very likely to completely engulf [Sea God's Spear] Got dumplings.
After Pedro extinguished his plan to make a move, the master in the opposite Zenit position also tacitly maintained restraint.
Two powerful forces loomed against each other.
It was still low-level warriors and ordinary soldiers who fought on the battlefield.
As time passed, more and more well-equipped Zenit troops appeared from all directions on the ground, completely surrounding Pedro and his tens of thousands of soldiers around the hill.
Intense fighting continued from morning to afternoon.
The corpses of soldiers who died in battle were lying on the grasslands on all sides, blood pooled like a river, the air was filled with a pungent smell, and the scavenging birds that smelled the smell of death howled in the sky and waited. The beginning of a gluttonous feast, the war horse that lost its master is gnawing on the bloody grass alone!
Pedro tried many times to seize the flaws and gaps in the Zenit formation and command the army to counterattack, but every time, the Zenit would react in advance and counterattack, completely defeating the efforts of the Barcelona people. smash.
Obviously, there is an extremely brilliant commander in the Zenit formation, and his ability to command in battle is far superior to that of Pedro.
In the end, the [Sea God's Spear] Legion had to give up the pride of the ninth-level empire and was forced to take a defensive position. The whole army retreated to the surrounding hills and defended. The number has dropped to less than 20,000, which can be described as heavy losses.
The attacks of the Zenit people are still very crazy, like a steady stream of tides, rushing up wave after wave.
"Kill, avenge the King of Byzantium!"
"Revenge for King Drew, King Sting, King Leno, King Evergrande and the eleven thousand three hundred and sixty-five Zenit warriors who died defending the empire!"
"Expel the invaders, an eye for an eye, blood for blood!"
The Zenit fighters chanted all kinds of slogans, completely red-eyed, and charged bravely without fear of death.
The shameless Barcelona people fought without declaring and killed the kings of the four dependent countries in southern Xinjiang. The life and death of the Byzantine king was also unpredictable. The anger of the Zenit people, for the blood feud of their compatriots, for the homeland behind them, their parents, wives and children, they would rather die than retreat.
"My lord, I can't stand it anymore, why not retreat back and break through!"
An officer was killed covered in blood, panicked, and came back to suggest to Pedro.
Pedro waved his finger, a ray of red light flickered, and the officer's head fell to the ground instantly, and then said lightly: "Command the positions, show the courage and glory of the soldiers of the empire, stand firm for me, if you dare to retreat One step, and immediately kill the whole team!"
It's a joke, facing the army of a mere first-tier empire, if the [Sea God Legion] retreats by even one step, it will become the laughing stock of the entire continent.
"yes!"
The officers next to them were all shocked, and immediately went to the front line to supervise the battle in person.
The battle became more and more fierce.
Where the two sides met at hand, a large number of corpses piled up, like a small hill, and a canine-toothed death battle was launched within a range of less than 100 meters, repeatedly fighting for every inch of land. The entire small hill seemed to be floating in a sea of blood It's the same as the hell mountain among them.
As time passed, Pedro's tightly frowning brows began to unravel.
He turned his head and glanced back, and let out a sigh of relief.
"Calculating the time, it's about the same time. If you persist for another 30 minutes, you can completely annihilate this Zenit regular main battle army here, and you won't have to go through a lot of trouble. Next, you can attack Zenit in one breath." Is Nite the Emperor?"
A smile emerged from the corner of Pedro's mouth.
Everything is in his plan.
However, the next moment, his smile suddenly froze on his face.
"What? The Zenit people... have withdrawn?"
I saw that in the distance below the post, with the sound of loud and clear horns, the madly attacking Zenit army slowly retreated from the battlefield like the ebb tide, and each camp cooperated very tacitly. Sweeping the battlefield is like locusts passing by the farmland, taking everything away, not only the corpses of our own soldiers, but also all kinds of equipped weapons...
Moreover, even if he retreated, he did not leave the slightest opening. He advanced and retreated well, and walked slowly, allowing Pedro to command the army to pursue him, but he seemed to be facing a huddled hedgehog. The frustration of having nowhere to claw.
In less than ten minutes, the tens of thousands of Zenit army completely disappeared into the wild wilderness in the distance.
And less than fifteen minutes away from the Zenit army, the Barcelona reinforcements of the brigade appeared in the south, like a black torrent, with a murderous aura of destruction, coming to the bottom of the hill.
Pedro sighed.
This is Barcelona's follow-up land battle [Hand of Judgment] Legion, and it is also one of the prestigious main battle legions in the Barcelona Empire. It is equipped with semi-cavalry and has extremely strong combat effectiveness and athletic ability.
In fact, as early as an hour after encountering the Zenit army, he sent out a signal, indicating that the [Hand of Judgment] legion should immediately move forward with all their strength and come here to meet up... Unfortunately, after thousands of rushes, they still It's a little late.
"In the Zenit barracks, there is definitely a mainland-level marshal sitting in charge!"
Pedro sighed.
His original plan was to use himself and [Spear of the Sea God] as bait to attract more Zenit troops to the vicinity of the previous post, and then gather the follow-up superior forces of Barcelona to defeat all the Zenit troops in southern Xinjiang in one fell swoop, allowing Zenit The special people have no strength to carry out guerrilla warfare, and continue to harass and destroy, but unexpectedly, the commander of the other side is as keen as a torch, and has long noticed that before the arrival of the "hand of judgment", the whole army retreated, and no one defeated the Barcelona army in one fell swoop. Opportunity.
The first frontal battle between the armies of the two sides, although there was no final winner.
But in reality, Pedro thought he had lost.
This is not a good sign.
Ever since he set foot on the territory of Zenit, he was confused by everything he encountered.
There is no doubt that the Barcelona army is facing an extremely sturdy nation with a strong sense of resistance.
"Lord Pedro, I'm sorry we're late."
Surrounded by the cavalry, Tello, the commander of [Hand of Judgment], bowed to Pedro. He was also a young man from the Royal Military Academy of La Masia. The vigor and determination unique to young people.
In terms of official status, Tello is two chips lower than Pedro.
"It's okay, the Zenit people are too cunning and aware of our battle plan."
Pedro still admires this young man very much.
In fact, the graduates of the La Masia Military Academy with Catalan royal blood have always been very united because of their natural blood closeness. In the Barcelona military system, they tightly hug each other , stand in the same camp, safeguard their own interests, and basically control the military and political power of the entire Barcelona Empire.
On the other hand, the military academy department is opposed to some bureaucrats headed by legion commanders such as Alves, Sanchez and Mascherano who have entered the Barcelona military headquarters through other means.
"My lord, please allow me to lead 10,000 imperial cavalry to chase after them, and I will definitely be able to catch up with these lowly Zenit barbarians."
Tello is full of confidence.
"never mind."
Pedro shook his head: "The enemy army is cunning and may set up an ambush. Tello, there is one more important thing that I want you to do. You lead the cavalry to 'mow the grass' within a radius of a hundred miles. These barbarians are not convinced. The enlightenment of the empire is not qualified to regenerate on this land, and in accordance with the will of God, we want this beautiful land to have a new owner."
"Mowing the lawn?"
After being slightly stunned for a moment, Telue was overjoyed and said excitedly: "Of order, please rest assured, my lord, Telue will definitely complete the task 100%."
Mowing the grass is an original tactical name created by the Barcelona Imperial Army.
In other words, it is genocide, genocide, complete extermination of all Zenit people encountered, whether they are civilians, nobles, businessmen or tourists, whether they are octogenarians or half-year-old children, as long as they are not in Barcelona People, as long as they appear in front of the Barcelona army, will be beheaded and killed.
Using this attitude, the Barcelona Empire has exterminated an unknown number of human races and alien empires in the past few hundred years.
For many Barcelona soldiers, 'mowing the grass' means hearty killing and looting, murder, arson, robbery, and adultery, and they can vent all their desires.
The courage shown by the Zenit people for a day, and the seemingly endless harassment, has made Pedro lose his patience and feel uneasy. The race that poses a threat.
In order to take the land within Zenit's domain as quickly as possible and accomplish that goal, one must do whatever it takes.
The human life of a foreign country is not worth mentioning in the eyes of Pedro and all Barcelona officers.
On the road of paying attention to the military state for a long time, they have long been accustomed to massacres like mass extinction.
Tello led the well-equipped cavalry army to disperse.