Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 79 Desperate Attack!

The morning light emerges.

After Attila led the main force of the Huns to successfully break through, they immediately retreated towards Paris. They did not dare to pass through the heart of Gaul and could only return the same way.

Moreover, the Hun army was wreaking havoc in front of them, and the garrisons outside Gaul were all defeated. As long as they fled to the Germanic region, they could leave at ease, and the empire could not organize an army to intercept them.

"not good!"

"It's the enemy's cavalry!"

A Hun commander's face changed. Looking at the imperial cavalry charging from a distance, he immediately said, "Leave a cavalry to cover the rear!"

"Others continue to escort His Majesty to break out!"

The Hun army had just been defeated, and their morale was low and they looked quite tired. However, following the general's order, a Hun hero soon led thousands of cavalry to intercept and cover their retreat. The mighty Hun cavalry split into two, and before the imperial legion caught up, they covered the injured Attila's escape.

kill!

Duncan's figure emerged in the dawn light, his expression extremely grim. He rode a horse in front of him, and while galloping at high speed, he took out the Bow of Norden.

——Continuous arrows!

Three consecutive arrows flew through the air, and the Hun hero who led the cavalry fell off his horse and was trampled to death by the galloping warhorse.

The commander-in-chief was killed.

The Hun cavalry that was left behind immediately fell into chaos. The Imperial shock cavalry that followed closely behind charged out in a wedge formation, and in an instant, the men and horses fell to the ground. These thousands of Hun cavalry were actually defeated by Duncan in one wave.

A greatly defeated army!

The Hun cavalry was no longer as brave as it was at the beginning.

Duncan was not in a hurry to pursue. He charged back and forth and almost killed all the remaining Hun cavalry.

Can't stop it!
There's no way to stop it!

Inside the main force of the Huns that had broken through, Attila's expression was slightly panicked. He felt severe pain in his lower back, and even riding a horse felt like it was being pricked by needles. It felt as if the wound had burst open, and blood oozed out. He decisively ordered, "Hachagan! Lead a group of the Khan's personal guards to intercept them!"

Duncan on the battlefield was like a ghost!

Not only were the elite Huns around him terrified, but even Attila, who had already fled several miles away, felt as if a thorn in his back was thorned in the flesh.

With such a powerful general chasing them, Attila even felt a little urgent to pee.

No one knew where Duncan's arrow had hit Attila, and he had been urinating blood recently. If the shaman accompanying the army had not used strong medicine, he might not have been able to break out on horseback.

The Hun general who had been in command before had a serious look on his face. He looked at Attila deeply, knelt on one knee and said, "Yes! Your Majesty."

loyalty.

Anyone who stays behind to cover our retreat will die!
With the power of a great victory, Duncan led his elite cavalry in pursuit of them. No one could stop him. The Huns that he had previously killed with great difficulty were now killed by him as soon as they met.

The most crucial thing was that the morale of the Huns was low. The cavalrymen who were left behind were in a panic and only wanted to escape, and were unwilling to risk their lives to protect their commander.

Duncan only needs to kill a few fearless guards to directly target the main general.

A ray of sunlight fell on the devastated battlefield.

The main force of the Huns who broke through once again separated a cavalry force. The number of units marked with asterisks around Attila was getting smaller and smaller. Some of them died in the forced breakout, and another group died while staying behind to cover the retreat. Now Hachagan led the elite to fight to the death to intercept, and there were only five or six thousand cavalry left around Attila.

As for the other Hun troops, some of them fled in all directions after breaking through the siege, and only Attila's own troops followed him to the death!
Direction of the Imperial Military Camp.

Aetius looked at the defense line that Attila had broken through and couldn't help but sigh. With this great victory, his prestige in the empire was at its peak, but in the end, he let Attila go, which cast a shadow on his prestige. The dissent in the army could be suppressed, but the people within the empire, especially the Senate and Emperor Valentinian III, would probably be quite dissatisfied with him.

But Aetius did not regret it. He believed that a living Attila was more useful. After the defeat in this battle, he might be able to restrain himself and live in peace with the Western Empire again.

"Attila has broken through." An imperial legion commander hurried over.

Aetius nodded expressionlessly and said, "Order the legion to pursue immediately."

The infantry pursued the cavalry that broke through.

What a joke!

Attila's main force had already fled far away. Unless Duncan had an ambush, the cavalry unit that had just been dispatched would not be able to catch up. Even if they forced their way into catching up, they would be exhausted and might be surrounded and killed by Attila's numerical advantage.

In this case, although Duncan's death is a pity, a potential enemy is also eliminated.

This guy has evil ambitions!

The plan is not small.

After the complete break that day, the relationship between Duncan and Aetius took a sharp turn for the worse.

Because of different positions, we can only go our separate ways.

Aetius's judgment was correct. Duncan really couldn't catch up. Even if he could catch up, the imperial cavalry behind him couldn't keep up. Horses also have endurance. European war horses are good at short-distance sprinting, but they have poor endurance. The Huns' war horses are Mongolian horses. They are shorter and have poor sprinting bursts, but they have good endurance.

As long as the first wave rushes out.

Attila's main force was able to rely on endurance to shake off Duncan's pursuit. The imperial cavalry's horses were panting after the charge, while the Hun horses' long-distance running advantage had just been brought into play.

"Can't catch up."

From Duncan's God's perspective, the shock cavalry he led broke through two enemy armies and killed more than 20 elite Huns marked with asterisks. Soon the imperial armored cavalry became "breathless" and "tired".

If we forcefully pursue him, we might end up in the negative state of 'exhaustion'.

"Change horses!"

But Duncan was well prepared. He abandoned the other cavalry units and led only 300 elite soldiers. He changed horses and charged directly, relying on the strategic map to force pursuit.

Duncan had captured countless spoils of war in the Battle of Chalons, and he had no shortage of horses.

But three hundred people were a little too few. If they caught up, they would be surrounded by the main force of the Huns, and they might even be able to kill Duncan.

Just as Aetius guessed, without an ambush, there would be no chance at all!

It's bright.

Attila's troops who broke through fled for their lives, and some of them got separated on the way. There were still about five or six thousand cavalrymen. They were quite tired after running all the way. At this time, they had arrived at a place called Turi. The villages here had been massacred by the Hun army before the war.

One of the Khan's personal guards stepped forward, handed over the water bag, and said, "Your Majesty. Water."

Attila was in a very miserable state at this time. He was not tall, but had a broad chest, a big head, small eyes, slightly squinting, sparse and gray beard, a flat nose, and an unproportionate body. Because the Huns rode horses all year round, their legs were a little deformed, but his eyes were still sharp, with the eyes of an eagle and a wolf. He reached out to take the water bag and drank it, then took a long breath and asked his attendants, "Do you have any mead?" His lower back hurt a lot, and he wanted to use the wine to relieve the pain of the wound.

The Huns also liked the barbarian mead.

The guards on both sides shook their heads. How could they carry so many things if they were to break out by force? It was good enough to have some water to drink. Some people had been traveling for a long time and didn't even have a sip of clean water to drink, so they drank the water from the nearby river directly.

One of the guards wanted to ask if anyone in the troops behind had any wine, but Attila stopped him with his hand.

This question will surely lower morale even further.

Attila considered the battle a great disgrace and defeat, and his search for wine at this time would probably severely hurt people's morale.

Someone beside him saw Attila's lost expression and comforted him, "Your Majesty, don't be depressed."

"Victory or defeat is standard issue."

"Once we return safely to the rear, we can regroup our forces next year and avenge our previous humiliation!"

Attila's expression brightened slightly when he heard this. He looked behind him and found no enemy chasing them. He ordered his army to take a detour towards Paris and return to the Huns' base camp along the Rhine River along the way they came.

But at this moment.

Suddenly, the sound of galloping horses rang out, and the ghostly man appeared in his sight again!
How can it be? !
Hasn't he been stopped?

It's impossible that he ran a long distance alone and caught up again, right?
Even if he was a god descending from heaven, with an amazing physique and a divine warhorse, what about the cavalry around him?

The imperial cavalry cannot march such a long distance. The men can bear it, but the horses cannot.

"not good!"

"It's the Visigothic cavalry!" Someone's face changed drastically.

wrong.

Hasn't Prince Thorismund of the Visigoths already withdrawn?
Why are the elite Visigothic cavalry ambushed here?

The Hun army was in chaos for a while.

Attila was also extremely panicked and hurriedly led his men to retreat, leaving behind another elite guard to cover the rear. At this time, the Huns had suffered a series of defeats and were like frightened birds. They didn't know how many enemies there were, so some people fled in panic.

When they saw the Visigothic banner, they thought that Prince Thorismund had not withdrawn but had ambushed them.

Duncan actually only had 800 elite cavalrymen with him.

However, the defeated army collapsed at the first touch, and he was like a ghost descending to the earth, changing horses and charging forward continuously, with seemingly endless physical strength, killing the terrified Hun cavalry. The sight of him covered in blood frightened them out of their wits.

The Hun army has been marching westward into Europe for so many years, and this is the first time someone has been able to scare them like this!
It is estimated that it will not be long before Duncan's reputation spreads throughout the Eurasian steppes.

"kill!"

Duncan led 300 elite soldiers in pursuit, but about 100 of them fell behind on the way, and finally only 200 people joined the Visigoth cavalry. Duncan asked them to follow behind, and personally led the well-rested Visigoth elite to charge forward, ignoring the enemy troops who tried to intercept him, and directly attacked Attila's personal guards.

Countless enemies were frightened and fled in all directions!
This time it was really like the arrival of gods and demons. The eight hundred elite soldiers defeated thousands of Hun cavalrymen. The Visigoth cavalry became famous in the Battle of Chalons. Many Hun cavalrymen had shadows in their hearts and did not dare to confront them head-on.

The Scourge of God - Attila's golden body has been broken, his destiny has been lost, and without the blessing of "invincibility", many Huns are also demoralized.

The elite cavalry marched straight in.

When Duncan was closest to Attila, he was only about 300 meters away. He broke through the formation and took out the bow of Norden, put an arrow on the bow, and the bow was like a full moon.

call out!
The sharp arrow whistled through the air.

One of the Khan's personal guards beside Attila was shot dead, which frightened him so much that he broke out in cold sweats, as if he had been traumatized. He fled for his life under the escort of his personal guards, leaving the main force behind, and then ordered the last elite troops to intercept the Visigothic cavalry.

Thousands of Hun cavalry were thrown into disarray and almost collapsed at the first blow, fleeing in all directions. Only a few of Attila's personal guards fought desperately to stop Duncan from pursuing them.

By the end of the battle, almost all of the Hun Khan's personal guards had been killed.

"He can really escape!"

"Don't these Khan's personal guards really want to die?!"

Duncan's eyes were bloodshot, and the murderous aura on his body frightened everyone. Not only did the Huns look at him as if he were a ghost, but the Visigoth cavalry around him were also shocked, with awe and a hint of reverence in their eyes.

Is this still a human being?
After a fierce battle, they didn't even need to rest. They changed horses and continued to chase Attila.

Nowadays!

Scourge of God-Attila is dead!

At this moment, Duncan was like a killer god rushing out of hell, with an extremely cold expression. With a click, he directly broke several arrows stuck in his armor. There was no need to treat his wounds. With the power of the Avalon scabbard, he would not bleed continuously. It was just that the wounds would repeatedly burst, which had a slight impact.

No one could keep up with him now.

"Change horses!"

Duncan's hoarse voice rang out, "You stay and defeat the remaining enemy forces."

Done.

He was alone, changed horses and galloped in the direction of Attila's escape.

In the sky.

There were flying birds passing by, and in the nearby forest, flocks of crows could be seen from time to time, as if attracted by the smell of blood and corpses on the battlefield. However, in the direction where Attila's last troops fled, crows kept taking off from the woods on both sides.

Dozens of miles away.

The figure of Raven Queen Triss appeared here, her eyes turned snow-white, staring at the distant sky, unknown what she was tracking.

It was impossible for Duncan to ambush all his troops along Attila's retreat route.

The Visigothic cavalry could only ambush on the enemy's route, and the last elite cavalry, the only remaining asset of the Polytheists, could only rely on the ability of Triss, the Raven Queen, to locate the general direction of Attila, and then Triss, the Raven Queen, would hand the troops over to Duncan.

There is absolutely no way Duncan will fail to track down Attila. Now it depends on whether the last cavalry can keep up with him!

It would be difficult for him to single-handedly raid the formation and kill the Whip of God.

There were still hundreds of cavalrymen around Attila, so Duncan had to lead another charge before he had a chance to get close to him.

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(End of this chapter)