The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

At eleven o'clock in the morning, three kilometers outside the Macedonian Military Factory, inside the Yan Army's position.

"Your Majesty, our army's battle is progressing smoothly. Since the enemy fell into the encirclement, we are now quickly annihilating them. We expect the battle to be over within three hours." The signalman who came back in a hurry came to Qin Ze as soon as he got off his horse and reported the current battle situation.

Qin Ze looked calm and asked, "Didn't they say earlier that there was an enemy army outside that was trying to attack us? What's going on now?"

The signalman shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, the enemy army suddenly began to withdraw when they were less than three kilometers away from us. Our army immediately sent out cavalry to pursue them, but the enemy army left behind a group of soldiers to entangle us. Their main force withdrew very quickly. If we continue to pursue them, it may cause our army to go too deep. The Golts in the blockade are still attacking our red army. After weighing the pros and cons, we gave up the pursuit."

"But the number of enemy troops that evacuated was not that large. A rough estimate is that there were only about 10,000 or 20,000 people."

Hearing this, Qin Ze touched his chin and said, "It is indeed not appropriate to extend the battle line any further. Let's just run away. At least their main force has been left behind."

The signalman added: "We have set up multiple battle lines on the enemy's way back. Under the strong artillery attack, the enemy has given up the idea of ​​returning by the original route. Now they are desperate and are looking for a breakthrough in all directions without any plan."

"Well... that's even better. This way I can't escape." Qin Ze nodded slightly. After saying this, he turned around and looked at the Macedonian Military Factory.

Qin Ze frowned and shook his head.

"The people inside are really patient. Even after being beaten like this, they still choose to be cowards and not come out."

"Is it possible that we can only launch a violent attack..."

Qin Ze sighed softly. He had hoped to lure out the Golts in the military factory during this siege, but he did not expect that the people inside could be so patient.

He even began to admire the enemy commander in the military factory.

But no matter what, if all the enemy soldiers in the encirclement are wiped out and the enemy soldiers in the military factory still don't come out, then he really has no choice but to force his way in. This is of course a crude method, but other than that, he really has no other way to deal with this military factory.

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It's past noon.

"Don't stop, keep going! Don't leave anyone behind!"

Shouts continued to ring out in the army. After hearing the artillery fire around nine o'clock, the Missby Infantry Division finally gave up the attack and chose to withdraw.

But they were already very close to the Yan army at that time, so they were soon pursued by the Yan army. They had no choice but to leave thousands of soldiers behind to cover their retreat. At this moment, with the passage of time, the sounds of artillery and gunfire had gradually faded away. They were lucky enough to escape from danger and avoid being wiped out. But even so, they did not dare to slow down while evacuating, because the next place they were going to was still very far away.

Of course, they could no longer return to the original base camp, and returning to Port Brulo was no longer realistic. After all, there were only less than 20,000 troops now, which was not enough to defend Port Brulo as a position.

"Sir, I think we have to take a detour from Meslanka to Heinrich Military Base." On the way of evacuation, Major General Missby said to Dinggel beside him.

Dingle, who was riding on the horse, lowered his head. He seemed not to hear what Missby said. He just tilted his head silently, looking at the road with lifeless eyes.

Seeing him like this, Missy rubbed her forehead in frustration.

He knew that the young chief of staff, who had been appointed commander-in-chief in a time of crisis, was still immersed in the resurgence of this huge blow. Like General Bernhardt, he must be full of self-blame and regret. However, in Missby's opinion, the reason for the failure of this battle was not due to his improper command.

Who would have thought that the Yan Army that attacked the Macedonian military factory actually had such a large force? Foster Port had only been captured not long ago, and normally they would have stayed in Foster Port for at least a while to consolidate their victory, but they directly sent out a large number of troops and planned such a large-scale battle around the Macedonian military factory so quickly. This was simply unreasonable.

Therefore, no matter who commands this battle, the final result will probably be the same.

Now that the enemy has sent out a large force, there may not be too many enemy troops stationed in Port Foster, but Missby no longer dares to take these 20,000 troops there to try to fight for it. Once the enemy returns to defend, they will wipe out all the remaining troops on their side.

And those who are already surrounded by the enemy...

When she thought of this, Missy's face twitched slightly, and she didn't want to think about those nightmarish scenes anymore.

"Sir, sir!"

He shouted a few more times, rode his warhorse closer to Dingle, reached out and grabbed Dingle's arm and shook it.

Dingle, whose arm was caught, finally raised his head slowly.

"Sir, we are now going to take a detour to Maislanka and then go to Heinrich Military Base after passing through there."

"Our army group is there. We need to bring them all the information about the Yan Army in order to deploy the next operation." Missby said, looking at Dingle's thin profile.

Dingle looked up at the sky. After a few seconds of silence, he slowly moved his pale lips and made a faint sound that was almost like a moan:

"Don't call me sir, Major General."

"It has ended."

"No! It's not over yet. We need to summarize the reasons for the failure and make more adequate preparations. We have not failed completely. The Yan Army will continue to advance. We need to let the army group plan an ambush." ​​Missby said with a firm face.

"Yeah." Dinger stared blankly at the slowly moving clouds in the sky and answered casually.

"You need to get involved!" Misby pulled the reins and slowed down the horse's pace to keep pace with Dingle.

"I can't participate anymore." Dingle's eyes were out of focus and lifeless. He shook his head and said so.

"call--"

The wind swirling in the air became stronger and stronger, and the wind wrapped in sand and dust blew towards Dingle's face. Dingle just raised his head and rubbed his eyes that were blinded by the wind and sand, but the military cap on his head was blown away by the wind at this time. However, he seemed not to notice it, and just rubbed his red eyes.

The pain in his heart had tortured him to the point where he no longer had the slightest fighting spirit. This was not just a failed battle, but more importantly, he had watched his soldiers die one by one in the flames of war, yet he could only escape in disgrace. Lieutenant General Harbo and his men, who were trapped in the hands of the enemy, might still be fighting hard, trying to break out of the encirclement, but there was no one to support them.

The enemy was already very strong, and even used various traps to fight. How could such an enemy be defeated? At least I had no way to command the battle.

Just as he was thinking about this, a hand pressed on Dingle's head.