The Sun King's Evidence

September 14th, evening.

Old World, Britannia, Arden Forest, outside Julson Castle, the knightly army camp.

The supply of food gradually became tense. The Marquis of Anchi ordered that all food be collected and distributed according to quotas. This caused complaints from the soldiers. Among them, the knights could still eat a full meal, while the serfs could only drink some gruel. By making do with it, the morale of the army was further reduced.

Even through this method, the food for the Chivalry army was still in short supply.

On the contrary, although the beastmen suffered heavy losses, they always maintained their morale with the large amount of food and grass in the castle.

Normally, the beastmen have always lacked food reserves. If the beast king cannot satisfy the beast herd's never-ending appetite and bloodthirsty desire, the beast herd will be in danger of civil strife. Among them are the powerful doomsday bull and the big horned beast with the mark of the evil god. They will even try to challenge the Beast King.

But now, a large amount of food supplied to the chivalry army has entered the stomachs of the beasts. These omnivorous chaotic creatures will eat everything.

In the large tent of the camp, the Marquis of Anchi could already directly feel the low morale of the knights and serfs. After much hesitation, he picked up the magic transmitter: "This is Anchi Desmond, Gabriel? Please?" Report your situation?"

"This is Gabriel de Bastogne. We have advanced deep into the Arden Forest, and are still fifty kilometers away from the Magic Rock!" Gabriel replied.

The Right Army did not understand the situation of the Chivalry Army.

Damn it! The Marquis of Anchi made some calculations and knew that it was impossible for the right army to return for reinforcements. They were at least 150 kilometers away from Yulsin Castle, which would take at least four or five days.

"What happened? My Marquis?" Gabriel's voice came from the magic transmitter.

The Marquis of Anchy's young and handsome face was full of gloom.

His army was in trouble, but he still had confidence in himself. He believed that he could still defeat the beastmen army and achieve a face-saving victory.

The relationship between Duke Bohemond of Bastogne and King Richard has been at odds for a long time, and there are also many conflicts between Duke Francois of Winford and the king. This is why the Marquis of Anchy decided to drive them aside. If they now know that the left army has been completely wiped out and the center army is also fighting hard, their prestige will be damaged, and so will the king's prestige.

For his own plan and His Majesty's plan, the Marquis of Anchi felt that he could not let the right army know the current situation, so after a moment of silence, he said: "It's nothing, it's just that we and Adelaide both encountered an ambush and suffered some losses. Da, we have decided to postpone the advance. You can wait for a while when you arrive near the Ten Thousand Demonic Rocks. If we really cannot meet up, you can retreat on your own."

"Okay, Your Excellency Anxi, do you need our support?" Gabriel had already been mentally prepared for the beastmen's ambush. It sounded like both the left and center armies were ambushed. It was normal to suffer heavy losses, so I didn’t think much about it.

"No, you just need to pay attention to intercepting the beastman army from the Demonic Rock." Marquis Angsi put down the magic transmitter, his eyes had turned blood red, no matter what, he had to eat this beastman army , otherwise when the beastman reinforcements arrive, everything will be over!

"Pass my order! Everyone get up at four in the morning! Youlsen Castle must be captured within tomorrow!"

"yes!"

On September 15th, the knightly army began to attack Juulson Castle at all costs. The entire city spent almost the whole day with the shouts of killing knights and beastmen until dusk, although the knights killed three There was a doomsday bull and a four-armed bull demon, but under the wild counterattack of the beastmen, the knights were still defeated.

At the end of the day, more than 100 knights and more than 2,000 serf soldiers were killed in the battle. The number of knights in the army had dropped to less than 13,000. The army was panicked and the serfs were very low in morale. They were worried every moment. One of the serfs suddenly turned around and fled into the forest and disappeared.

There are only more than 4,000 beastmen left, but what is left of them are all the most elite big horned beasts, giant minotaurs, chaos ogres, cyclops, etc., as well as the most powerful doomsday bulls and four Armed Bull Demons, these creatures and their fighting methods have little to do with the castle walls. They stubbornly hold on to their positions.

The knights were not allowed to move forward, and rumors began to spread among the army. Many knights believed that they should retreat due to insufficient food, and some knights believed that it was a mistake to assign the Marquis of Anchy to command the knightly army.

As a result, the young Marquis was under heavy pressure. Regarding this, he finally made a decision to move all the reserves in one go and no longer guard against possible beastman reinforcements.

Victory or defeat is decided in one fell swoop!

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One day later, deep in the Arden Forest, there was the right army camp.

Ryan took a mid-afternoon nap and then walked out of camp.

In the past few days, the forest has been surprisingly quiet. The right army did not encounter the Beastman warband, or even the scattered Beastmen. They marched smoothly to the point where they were still forty miles away from the Ten Thousand Demon Rocks. The location is about kilometers.

Taking a deep breath of the air in the forest, Ryan walked between the camps, boosting the morale of the soldiers. The Right Army still has a strength of more than 4,900 people. After successive victories, the soldiers Morale was high, especially after Ryan allowed them to hunt in the forest, and even the humblest serfs got a lot of barbecue to eat.

Now they have arrived at the expected meeting point, which is only thirty kilometers away from Ten Thousand Demon Rocks. They arrived here in the morning and established a camp.

But it was too quiet, very quiet. They encountered neither beastmen nor friendly forces scheduled to join forces along the way. They seemed to have been abandoned by the world, and were alone at the end of the world.

This is really strange. After setting up camp, scouts have scouted the entire camp for several kilometers, and they haven't seen any traces of beastmen or friendly troops.

It's just that we didn't see any friendly troops, because we received news that the two armies encountered an ambush and suffered heavy losses. They might not be able to join forces, but it would be too strange if even the beastmen couldn't see them, right?

You must know that the Ten Thousand Demonic Rock is the core of the Beastmen's faith and the center of the camp. At any time, there must be a Beastman war gang stationed near the Ten Thousand Demonic Rock, as well as the powerful Doomsday Bull Guard. Ryan and the others have led the army to be far away from Ten Thousand Demonic Rock. The Demonic Rock is only thirty kilometers away, so it's impossible not to see even a shadow of a beastman by now.

Standing on the soft grass and looking at the lush forest in the distance, Ryan always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it.

Marquis Gabriel walked behind Ryan. After a series of battles, the third son of the Red Dragon Duke had fully recognized this lady's champion: "I have led people to scout twenty kilometers away. We didn't meet any beastmen within twenty kilometers, nor any... humans."

"So, the beastmen moved the Demonic Rock?" Ryan asked with a frown.

"It seems so. The Beastmen should have moved the Magic Rock to another place, otherwise there would be no Beastmen around here." Gabriel frowned as he and Ryan discussed the military situation.

The two people suddenly felt like headless flies. They arrived at the scheduled meeting point and saw neither enemies nor friendly forces.

What's happening here? Both Ryan and Gabriel felt confused, what to do now?

Continue to march towards the predetermined target location? However, the number of troops on the right was too small and they were not capable of facing the beastman army alone.

Waiting where you are? Will he fall into a trap and be surrounded by beastmen unknowingly?

retreat? This choice is even more unreliable. Withdrawing troops without permission is very likely to be held accountable. Moreover, the Marquis of Anchi only said that they could not rendezvous and allowed them to retreat on their own, provided that they could not rendezvous. However, the Marquis of Anxi never confirmed that they could not rendezvous. If you retreat and look back, you won't be able to take off your fear of war. In serious cases, you will be charged.

Therefore, until new orders are obtained, the Right Army can only wait.

"Your Excellency Gabriel, as you said before, our Lord Marquis said that both he and Adelaide were ambushed and suffered heavy losses. They may not be able to join us. What kind of losses will prevent them from joining us? What?" Ryan could only find two Maza and Gabriel to sit down in the huge woods and chat.

"Then there will be at least about 10% to 20% casualties." Gabriel nodded.

The knights are all well-trained professional soldiers, and the sergeants can also be regarded as semi-professional infantry. They can accept a loss of 10% to 20%, but the serfs are completely different. These recruited guys are fragile, The leadership is also low. If there is no knight to supervise the battle, the serfs will basically collapse at the first touch, and they can at most withstand a wave of attacks. Even if there is a knight to supervise the battle, the serfs' combat effectiveness and morale are still pitifully low, leaving them to stand still and defend. The opponent can attack, but it is very difficult for them to take the initiative to charge.

Unless they are led by a Holy Grail Knight, the serfs can only show cannon fodder-like combat effectiveness and morale.

Military books say that when an army suffers about 10% to 20% casualties, it is not recommended to continue fighting. It is best to rest and recuperate in place to maintain morale.

The number of Holy Grail Knights is very rare. Only the Witch of the Lake God and the Grand Mentor Green Knight know how many Holy Grail Knights there are in the Holy Grail Knights. The number of Holy Grail Knights estimated by the outside world is between 300 and 500, and the vast majority of them are guarding Most people don’t know how many Holy Grail Knights are active in the Holy Land of the Fairy in the Lake, so there is no way to know the specific number of Holy Grail Knights. But what is certain is that the number of Holy Grail Knights is very small, unless the Kingdom of Knights encounters a very serious situation. In a crisis, the Holy Grail Knights will mobilize collectively.

This chivalry war is more like a training opportunity for young knights across the kingdom.

Now, the group can only wait until new scouts come back.

"Oh~ there's nothing. It seems like something big happened in this forest." Ryan stretched out and said helplessly.

"It can only be the."

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Outside Yulson Castle, the sky was filled with smoke.

This is already the third day of the Chivalry Army's hard-fought attack on Juulson Castle. There are only more than 3,000 Beastmen left in the castle, but more than half of the Chivalry Army has suffered casualties. The morale of the army has fallen to the bottom. Even Both sergeants and knights deserted, and many knights were trying to persuade the Marquis of Anchy: "My Marquis, the war has been lost. Let's withdraw as soon as possible!"

"No! No! This war must not fail!" The Marquis's face was covered with sweat and all kinds of dirt. He roared at the knights: "I don't understand, we have surrounded the beastmen. They are in that dilapidated castle, why can’t we take them?”

His lieutenant Pierre came up with a bandage on his body and tried to persuade him: "My Marquis, the remaining beastmen are all elites, and the beastmen's fighting method does not rely on the city wall. We have been charging at them for several days. If you don’t come down, it’s time to withdraw, my Marquis.”

The Marquis of Anchi's originally smooth and bright long blond hair had been stained with all kinds of smoke and neglected, and became as dry as straw. He gritted his teeth and considered the pros and cons of this.

If they withdraw now, the remaining 10,000 knightly troops should be able to withdraw from the forest. The beastmen will also suffer heavy losses. They dare not catch up. At least they can retain their last bit of vitality.

But when he comes out, the cost of coming back from defeat will be staggering. His title of marquis will definitely be stripped away, and he will also go to court-martial. The prestige of the king who appoints his nephew as commander-in-chief will inevitably be damaged. He may never be crowned king again in his life. It's time for the army to go on an expedition.

His whole life will be ruined unless he can gain the lady's forgiveness, complete the Holy Grail Trial, and become a Holy Grail Knight.

But... is it possible? How could a lady forgive herself for ruining the army of chivalry?

What if we don’t withdraw our troops?

When the reinforcements of the beastmen arrive, his chivalry army is in danger of collapsing. He knows this, and the beastmen also know it, but as long as he can eat and chop down the beastmen before the reinforcements of the beastmen arrive. With the Beast King's head, this war would not be considered a complete failure.

Everyone is racing against time.

In the end, the adventurous spirit gained the upper hand. Marquis Anxi gritted his teeth and said, "We can't withdraw our troops. Let me lead my men and charge again!"

It was another fierce battle at noon. The war lasted until three o'clock in the afternoon when the sun was in the west. The knights still failed to defeat the remaining beastmen. Those big horned beasts and minotaurs were really too deadly, even if the knights had already rushed there. In front of the Beast King, the final result was still in vain. The Beast King personally took action and killed the knights.

Just when the Marquis of Anchi was forced to retreat, a shrill and low horn sound was heard from deep in the forest.

It's the beastman's hissing great shaman "Heart Eater" Groz! It moved the Ten Thousand Demon Rocks and hid it, and then led the last remaining force and elite troops of the beastmen guarding the Ten Thousand Demon Rocks to join the Beast King!

"Ahhhh! Humanity...the end...is coming!" Seeing that the reinforcements finally arrived, the beastman's morale was greatly shaken.

The knights' faces were ashen.

Soon, after many days of hard fighting, lack of food and grass, and low morale, the Chivalry army was attacked from two sides and collapsed. Then it was besieged by the beastmen in a small basin in the river valley.

So when Marquis Gabriel picked up the magic communicator, what came from inside was the desperate cry of Marquis Anchi.

"Right Army! Right Army! This is Unci-Desmond! The Knights Army has been surrounded by the Beastmen. We have suffered heavy losses and need your support. We need your support!"

There has been a lot of buzz lately, so don’t blame me for always writing “the following is a brief summary”, that is something that can’t be helped, and no one wants their book to be blocked.