The silver moon hangs low.
The plain of the Loire Valley is dotted with fire.
Even at night, the extremely strong smell of blood attracted countless greedy vultures to hover in the air.
Countless orc and human corpses covered almost the entire plain, and a large amount of blood poured into the tributaries of the Loire River, dyeing the river a dazzling red.
At the edge of the valley, there are still small-scale orc soldiers still fighting stubbornly, but what awaits them will eventually be slaughtered.
Human soldiers ran back and forth on the battlefield, searching for trophies, and by the way, made up for those orcs who were not dead.
The voices were noisy, mostly cheers celebrating victory.
Victory!
Finally, victory!
The nightmare that started in the Tianduan Mountains finally came to an end.
The enemy who seemed to be invincible forever has finally become the defeat of his subordinates.
The crisis of the empire is over.
Human beings will continue to be the masters of this continent!
The soldiers of the Blood Cavalry Army took off their helmets and greeted the envious and admiring eyes of their comrades.
Everyone knows that their fatal blow to the Warsong Legion is the key to the outcome of this war.
The number one army in the north, from today onwards, can truly be called the number one army in the empire!
The Logue knight turned red with excitement, as if drunk. .
He rode a horse on the battlefield, watched his desperate fight for victory, and enjoyed the cheers and praises around him.
His brain is still hot, and it seems that he has not fully digested everything now.
Suddenly, a majestic voice brought him back to reality:
"Knight of Logue."
"My lord duke." Seeing that it was the Duke of St. Landers, the Logue knight quickly bowed down and saluted.
However, he did not dismount. After all, the Logue Knight was a vassal of the northern border, not a vassal of the duke of the southern border, so there was no need to be too humble.
Of course, the Duke of St. Landers would not care about these details, not to mention that he also knew that the commander of the Blood Cavalry Army could be regarded as the hero of this battle, and sooner or later he would become an important nobleman in the empire. is the smartest thing to do.
"Knight Logue, where is Earl Angelet now?"
"My lord is going to hunt down the orc emperor."
Upon getting such an answer, the Duke of St. Landers frowned slightly.
Because in his view, since Colin was appointed by Emperor Reinhardt as the commander-in-chief of the imperial coalition forces, he should not lead the army to pursue him alone at this time, but should stay and deal with post-war affairs.
Now that the commander is gone, who will take charge of the aftermath
Of course, the Duke of St. Landers would definitely not say this publicly, so he had to bid farewell to Knight Logue and went to find Emperor Reinhardt.
But to his disappointment, Emperor Reinhard fell into a coma due to his severe injuries.
Of course, the Duke of St. Landers was not surprised by this. After all, in the battle just now, Emperor Reinhardt took the lead in the charge and endured the greatest pressure. It is the protection of the Supreme Lord that he is still alive.
It's just that the commander was not there, and Emperor Reinhardt fell into a coma again, and the current human coalition forces are actually in a state of leaderless.
The Duke of St. Landers, as the person with the highest title and the most prestige here, had no choice but to take up the burden temporarily and began to deal with the aftermath.
He first sent sentries to guard the surrounding area, in case the orc army came back - this may be very low, but he had to guard against it.
Then they sent someone to contact the pursued Earl Angelet, deal with the battle seizures, count the number of casualties, and organize rescue of the wounded...
Only then did the Duke of St. Landers realize how much blood and sacrifices were hidden behind this miraculous victory.
The most tragic casualties were undoubtedly the Central Army led by Emperor Reinhardt.
This army of about 80,000 royal lineages, as the arrow of the human allied forces, broke into the orc army from the very beginning, attracting the most firepower, and then confronted the most elite warsong army of the orc empire. After coming down, it was discovered that most of the Central Army had died in battle, and those who survived by luck were all wounded.
In fact, if Emperor Reinhardt hadn't been leading the charge, with such a terrifying casualty rate, this legion would have collapsed long ago.
The Duke of St. Landers was so horrified that he couldn't help coming to the battlefield of the Central Army in person.
This is the area with the densest concentration of corpses on the entire plain, and the strong smell of blood is almost suffocating.
The soldiers in other areas were all cheering, but here, suppressed crying dominated the mainstream.
Even the soldiers of the Central Army who laughed happily had tears in their laughter.
A royal knight covered in blood saw the Duke of St. Landers, struggled to stand up and saluted, and said with a smile:
"My lord, we have won!"
Laughing and laughing, the knight suddenly burst into tears holding the long sword.
Perhaps because he thought it was rude, he immediately wiped away his tears and forced an ugly smile.
"Yes, we have won." The Duke of St. Landers returned a salute solemnly.
But the unknown royal knight suddenly slumped on the ground again, laughing "hahaha", but the laugh was particularly ugly, twisted and suppressed like a lunatic.
The Duke of St. Landers panicked, and after walking a few steps, he saw a familiar figure.
"Consul Fred." The Duke of St. Landers looked at the gloomy royal consul, sighed and comforted, "Please forgive me. Although we paid a painful price, we have won the final victory."
"Duke of St. Landers." Consul Fred's eyes were cold, he raised his hand and pointed around his body, with uncontrollable anger and pain in his tone, "Yes, victory. But the Central Army also fought No more! Tell me, Colin Angelet, the commander of the coalition forces, what kind of heart does he have?"
The Duke of St. Landers sighed again, persuading:
"Consul Fred, I can understand your pain. But victory always requires a price, and the Central Army is indeed the most suitable for attracting the firepower of the Warsong Legion, allowing them to go deep alone and fall into our encirclement..."
"Bullshit!" Consul Fred yelled, "This is a conspiracy against the San Lorenzo family! The royal family paid the worst price, but all the glory was taken away by his blood cavalry!"
Having said that, Consul Fred suddenly lowered his voice again, saying:
"And Your Majesty... Don't tell me you didn't see anything unusual! Would the real Emperor Reinhard take the lead in a desperate charge like this?"
Faced with this question, the Duke of St. Landers blinked his eyes a few times, and when he was thinking about how to answer, he heard a sudden burst of cheers in the distance.
Immediately, a messenger ran over quickly and reported:
"My lord, Earl Angelet and the others are back! Moreover, His Royal Highness Prince Lexi even beheaded the orc emperor!"
(end of this chapter)