The First Tyrant of Daxia

"Begin retreating according to the training order!"

Wilmot saw the soldiers forming a formation and quickly began to command them to retreat.

At this moment, the Bachmann soldiers regarded Wilmot as their backbone, and naturally retreated according to his ideas.

"Want to escape?!"

Anger appeared on Agnes's cold face, "Hunt him!"

As soon as the words fell, the army of Grantham and others rushed out directly, waving their weapons and attacking like a group of ferocious and orderly beasts.

Before, they had suffered from attacks from the crazy Bachmann soldiers, but they had never fought back but had been tightly defending, just for the opportunity to counterattack at this moment.

Now they all still retained quite good physical strength, so naturally they launched a more rapid and fierce counterattack in an instant.

"what!"

Countless Bachmann soldiers screamed and were chopped down to the ground by the army led by Agnes.

The fighting spirit and physical strength of these Bachmann soldiers had been completely used up in the crazy attack just now. Now they were like fish that had been out of water for a long time, without any vitality at all.

Although Wilmot's battle formation was very useful, these Bachmann soldiers were no match for him. It was impossible to completely resist the fierce counterattack of the army led by Agnes, and this would inevitably result in sacrifices.

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"

At this moment, Wilmot could only shout loudly to retreat, because he had no other choice but to retreat.

This is exactly the case that a good cook cannot cook without rice.

No matter how powerful a general is, if he is commanding a group of soldiers who are exhausted both physically and mentally and have no fighting power, there is probably nothing he can do, because the combat power limit of these soldiers has already been reached.

A powerful general can integrate the combat power of his soldiers to achieve the effect of one plus one being greater than two, but it is impossible to add zero and zero to get two.

Under the temptation of Cronin and Henry, this group of Bachmann soldiers had completely consumed their fighting power. If it were not for Wilmot's integration and reorganization of the formation, they would probably have been broken through the moment they came into contact with the main army.

"Don't fight too long, cooperate with each other!"

Wilmot shouted loudly, trying his best to get the soldiers to cooperate in resisting the enemy's attack.

The power of one person is limited, but if the power of two people is combined, it will be huge.

Although these soldiers no longer have strong combat effectiveness, they can at least hold out for a while by cooperating with each other.

A cruel smile appeared on Agnes's lips. He would not show any mercy to Bachmann's army. He wished he could chop off Bachmann's head and kick it like a ball.

"Kill! Kill them ruthlessly! Whoever shows mercy, I will kill him first!"

Agnes rode in the front, killing the enemy and making them scream and wail. Although his leg was injured by Cronin, his fighting ability was not affected at all when he was sitting on the warhorse.

Wilmot no longer cared about the soldiers killed by Agnes, and was only concerned with leading his army to retreat quickly. Only by retreating back to the city walls would they be safe.

What these soldiers need most now is not a victory, but a good rest.

Agnes saw Wilmot running away, so he naturally kept chasing him, with a feeling that he would never give up.

Wilmot gritted his teeth and looked at Agnes, then shouted, "Agnes, you fought for King Bachman before. I can promise you that if you lead your army to fight against King Bachman now, I can make King Bachman double the gold he promised you before!"

The situation was now very critical, and Wilmot, with the mentality of giving it a try, asked Agnes to stop the pursuit.

If Agnes really stops chasing, that would be great. As for the bounty, I believe Bachmann will not be stingy anymore.

When Agnes heard Wilmot's words, a ferocious smile appeared on his scarred face. "Wilmot, I really want to kill that Bachman. You actually want me to surrender to Bachman? Are you dreaming?"

Wilmot shouted, "Agnis, for you bounty knights, isn't money the most important thing? There is no relationship that cannot be resolved with money! If you are not satisfied with the double bounty, I can make the decision to give you triple the bounty! How about it?"

Agnes stabbed without mercy, instantly killing two exhausted Bachmann soldiers.

He sneered, "Wilmot, I admit that you are right. For a bounty knight, the most important thing is money. As long as we have money, we can do anything. Unfortunately, I am no longer a bounty knight."

"What?!" Wilmot was a little surprised, "Aren't you providing services for Qin Yun?"

Agnes said calmly: "I have surrendered to the Emperor Qin Yun of Daxia. Now I am no longer a bounty knight, but a subordinate of His Majesty Qin Yun. Although I, Agnes, am a bastard, I will never betray my savior."

"Good Agnes!"

Wilmot glared at him with gritted teeth, "You have violated the principles of the Bounty Knight. You will be despised by the Bounty Knight."

Agnes shook the spear in his hand and said calmly, "Cronin and Henry are both bounty knights, but they pushed me into the city wall in a ruthless way. There is competition everywhere among bounty knights, so how can they despise me? Why should I care?"

Wilmot had not expected Agnes to become like this. Seeing that there was no way to persuade Agnes to give up the pursuit, he had to continue to retreat with his army.

Agnes pointed the spear in his hand and said, "Kill!"

The army rushed forward like a swarm of locusts passing through.

The situation on the other battlefield was even more miserable than that on Wilmot's side.

Mu Le was leading the famous Shenjiying soldiers, whose combat effectiveness was extremely terrifying. They had been able to defend themselves with ease under the attack of the crazy Bachmann soldiers.

Now the Bachmann soldiers are exhausted, and it is time for the Shenjiying soldiers to counterattack.

The soldiers of the Shenji Camp have been defending all the time, and their defense is very methodical. It does not consume much energy at all, and they are all in high spirits now.

This was in stark contrast to the Bachmann soldiers on the opposite side who seemed to have been drained of energy.

The enemy was already no match for the Shenjiying soldiers, and now they are even less of a match.