The First Tyrant of Daxia

Suddenly, a group of people rushed out from the front, charging aggressively. Leading them was General Wesley, a general under Meredith.

At the same time, countless arrows shot towards Ichkiel and the other two like a gust of wind.

Ichkiel and his two companions thought that the enemy had not set up an ambush here, so they relaxed a bit. However, they did not expect that the enemy had ambushed them in front of the mountain road, and they were caught off guard.

"retreat!"

As veteran generals who had experienced many battles, Sun and Zhao reacted quickly and ordered the Daxia soldiers to retreat and adjust their formation.

Izekiel swung the heavy iron rod, making a loud sound. It was like an umbrella made of iron rod. The arrows shot at it and fell to the ground like eggs hitting stones.

Although Sun and Zhao reacted quickly enough, if it weren't for Ichikiel standing in front of them, they would probably have been hit by several hidden arrows.

"kill!"

Wesley rode on his horse and led the fierce cavalry to charge.

The soldiers of Daxia were caught off guard by the cold arrows, causing them to panic. Then, they were charged by the cavalry and showed signs of disintegration.

Fortunately, because of the retreat orders from Sun and Zhao, the Daxia soldiers were able to quickly adjust their formation while retreating and avoid a complete defeat.

But before they had taken a few steps back, there were suddenly deafening shouts of killing from the heights on both sides. Countless soldiers rushed out from the heights on both sides, and the boulders and fallen trees in their hands slid down the steep slope in a rolling manner.

In an instant, the Daxia soldiers suffered heavy casualties, and the formation that had been adjusted with great difficulty was broken up.

"They really have an ambush!"

Sun and Zhao were terribly frightened.

Wesley stood with his spear across his face, a sneer on his face: "I already knew that you wouldn't come over so easily, so there's no need to ambush you here. Instead, I'll wait for you to come over and relax, then I'll rush out and attack you by surprise!"

"Then we'll set up an ambush on your way to escape so you can't get away!"

"A powerful general from Great Xia? Nothing more than that!"

Wesley sneered.

Sun and Zhao's faces turned red, and Ichikiel's face turned black with anger.

Although he was very angry, he couldn't seem to find words to refute the other party.

"Ah……"

Wesley's eyes suddenly turned fierce, and he pointed his spear at him, "Kill him!"

Countless cavalrymen launched a direct charge, and the soldiers on the high slopes directly threw down boulders, fallen trees and other objects.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

Sun and Zhao shouted hurriedly.

Because of the enemy's sneak attack and ambush, they suffered heavy losses, and now the morale of the army is low. It is obviously unwise to continue fighting.

When Sun and Zhao were halfway through their run, they realized that Ichikiel was not catching up with them.

Looking back, I saw that this guy was actually leading his 50,000 vanguard troops to fight with the enemy.

The enemy had archers to support them, and Ichkiel's soldiers had spent too much energy trying to rush up the mountain, so they didn't have much physical strength left.

At this moment, the two armies clashed and were suppressed in an instant.

Izekiel held an iron rod in his hand and shouted like thunder: "Don't be afraid, just kill them!"

Even though he was trapped in the enemy's camp, he still charged forward.

The Vanguard was suppressed, but Izekiel would not be suppressed.

"What should we do?" General Zhao looked at General Sun.

General Sun gritted his teeth and said, "What else can we do? Are we going to just leave him alone? We in Daxia are all men of flesh and blood!"

"Return to the formation and kill the enemy!"

Sun and Zhao led their troops back to the enemy camp.

A fight broke out in the mountains and forests.

After all, Ichkiel and his two companions were all fierce generals, and they were also leading the remaining 70,000 troops. At this time, they regained their momentum and fully exerted their fighting power.

Wesley saw this scene and sighed, "Retreat!"

Fifty thousand men ambushed one hundred thousand and killed thirty thousand of the enemy. This was already a huge advantage. Continuing to fight would only result in losses. There was no need to do so.

At that moment, Wesley and his men retreated immediately.

Izekiel was covered in blood, both the blood of his enemies and his own, which were the traces of his heroic battle.

"I told you not to be afraid." Ezekiel grinned.

Sun and Zhao smiled helplessly.

Wesley was also unlucky to meet such a young man.

If it were just the two of them, they would have retreated as soon as they saw the situation clearly, because this is the best option to avoid maximizing losses.

But Izekiel was different, he was too fierce, and he was right.

"Let's press on to win!" Izekiel shouted happily.

"This is not okay!"

Sun and Zhao hurried to stop them.

"We were able to win just now entirely because General Ichikiel regained the morale of the Daxia soldiers. The enemy still has a lot of defenses ahead. If we pursue them quickly, we will definitely be surrounded by the enemy!"

"We just need to advance at the same normal speed as before. When His Majesty and General Mu Le arrive with their army, it will be easy to kill them!"

Ichikiel thought it made sense and nodded.

Wesley did set up an encirclement behind him, but he expected that the other party would not pursue him. After all, it was obvious that the other party was not a fool.

It’s a pity that I only got a little advantage this time.

Compared to an army of 600,000, 30,000 people is indeed just a small bargain.

Wesley left his troops all the way back to defend the camp, and only led 20,000 troops back to the camp.

As soon as I returned to the camp, I saw Marco with an extremely ugly face.

"General, something happened!" Marco said anxiously.

Wesley's expression changed, "Let's talk inside."

Walking into the camp, Marco couldn't wait to say, "General, someone from the main camp reported that the king is missing!"

"Wait...what do you mean disappeared?" Wesley's brain froze for a moment.

"Hey!"

Marco threw out a letter and said angrily, "This is a letter left by Meredith. It specifies that only you can see it. Please read it yourself."

After hearing the news that Meredith was missing, everyone knew that Meredith had run away.

Marco also became more ruthless in his words.

As the commander-in-chief of the army and their king, he actually ran away first. Not only was he an unhuman being, he was also unworthy of their loyalty.

Wesley opened the envelope with trembling hands, and his eyes changed several times as he looked at the letter.

Marco suddenly said with some fear: "Wesley, you...what's wrong with you? Are you angry too?"

Wesley did not answer. He slowly put the envelope away and asked, "Where is the messenger? Has the news spread?"

"If this gets out and people lose their morale, we'll definitely die! I'm not a fool, why would I spread it?" Marco asked back fiercely.

"But the headquarters is empty, so the news will spread in a few days."

"That's good. Go and call the messenger over." Wesley said slowly.

"What?!" Marco asked.

Wesley roared, “Go!”

"Why are you so mean?"

Marco also roared, "Let's go!"

He knew he could only rely on Wesley now, so he chose to obey.