"Retreat?" Emperor Karl-Franz looked at the scene in front of him, and he seemed a little confused.

If at this time, the emperor retreats, what does that mean?

Even if Marshal Rick forcibly cuts off the rear at his own expense, this battle will still be a failure. The Ivey Land will fall. Not only will the empire's granary be barren for a whole year, but also countless rich and prosperous towns and manors will be lost.

Turned to ashes in the greenskin's hands.

Then the halflings' homeland of Muttland, Solland and Wesenland in the south, Nur will be besieged, followed by Brunswick and Reikland, until the entire empire.

Is this what the emperor did? Abandoning thousands of his people? How will he explain it to all the electors? Annihilate 100,000 enemies and advance to Braunschweig in victory?

"No!" the emperor spoke with a firm look on his face: "I will not return to the capital. Curt, that is your mission. Bring a squadron and you go back to Brunswick to rebuild our army and

The city defense, and I will personally deal with that green-skinned warlord."

"Your Majesty?!" Marshal Rick yelled anxiously: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"This is an order!" Karl Franz's eyes have never been so cold.

Kurt Helberg soon realized that the emperor had made up his mind. Marshal Rick opened his mouth, words of persuasion stuck in his throat.

He is a soldier, and it is the duty of a soldier to obey orders. Marshal Rick immediately saluted the emperor with the last military salute, and then left with a group of Rick guards.

The emperor couldn't help but smile. He was proud of being able to force Helberg to make a concession in the end.

I heard the bells of Blackfire Pass.

The war songs of the imperial knights shook the mountains and seas.

I will always be your sword and shield.

Even if the door of heaven is no longer open to me.

The war hammer Gal-Malaz, symbolizing the patron saint of the empire, was raised high in the sky. The emperor pointed at the green-skinned army and gave his most inspiring speech: "Follow me, warriors of the empire! Charge!"

Five hundred Reik Guards and a thousand Imperial Knights all roared loudly: "For Charlemagne, for the Empire!"

From the hillside, a torrent of steel rolled in.

At this time, the imperial central army was close to being completely defeated. Only the Braunschweig Honor Guard, the Kronborg Great Sword Regiment and the Franz Guards Army were still guarding a few scattered positions. There were massacres everywhere, and the green

The skins happily snatched the shrimps out of their bunkers and positions, tore them in half or chopped them into several pieces, and watched them flee in fear. If it weren't for the steam tanks maintaining the line, the empire would have been completely defeated.

On the right wing, the army led by Ivey has also been defeated, leaving only the Von-Krassberg Guards and the Golden Fleece Knights still fighting under the banner of the Mad Count. The Mad Count was completely furious at this time, and he was saying

Pig sounds erupted one after another. The rune tooth "Mourning of the Mothers" in his hand was one of the very few artifacts that could easily cut through the black orc plate armor. He simply did not regard himself as a coach, but as a

Unparalleled warrior.

Sure enough, his presence attracted the attention of the green-skinned warlord Wogaz-Ironjaw. The sound of waaagh! came from far to near, and more than 500 green-skinned war pigs rushed towards Von Krass from the side.

The Gersberg Guards slaughtered the last few dozen men of this famous guard.

Another legendary unit will be delisted today.

Then came the formidable Knights of the Golden Fleece. These two-handed sword knights tried to defend their elector, but under the double attack of the black orcs and the green-skinned war pigs, they could only be torn apart like rags.

Open it and be knocked into the sky like a rag doll.

Wargaz-Ironjaw soon saw its prey. It saw the gleaming Runetusk in Marius' hand. The greenskins knew very well that this sword was the symbol of the warboss. Wouldn't it be great if they could snatch it away?

Does it mean it has become as great as Gorbad?

Marius Leitdorf also saw Vogatz Ironjaw, and he knew very well that the green-skinned warlord was coming for him.

"Hululu~ It's just you and me, you green bastard." Marius chose to accept the challenge. The Elector told the Golden Fleece Knights to get away, and pig sounds came from the Elector's mouth one after another.

The momentum is booming.

"No! I'm the only one who buried Batai's mule!" Wogaz-Ironjaw also signaled to all you black orcs, I want to take care of this mule myself!

"Before the end of today, there will be one person standing and one person fallen!"
Chapter completed!