Chapter 36 The Sound of the 12th Legion

It is not so much that Commander Torres is a tragic figure as an unsuspecting reckless man who has killed countless people.

-Military Academy Warning

In the early morning, when the first ray of the sun shone on the earth, a messenger came to the quiet 12th Legion station. He jumped off his horse and came to the regiment headquarters after several checkpoints. Reported Kruse's entrustment to Commander Torres, who had just returned from the patrol camp: "The commander of Kruse had led troops to attack the headquarters of the 23rd Legion when I left. It is estimated that it was known two days ago. The commander of Kruse was afraid that there would be rebels in other regiments of the 23rd Legion. Therefore, I would like to ask you to lead the army to suppress it.

"What? Is there a man-made rebellion in Adams Province? Torres pressed his sword and turned around to question the messengers who had caught up.

"Yes, my lord." The messenger bowed his head and saluted, and then handed the emergency communication seal to Commander Torres: "Your Excellency, the secret letter from Kruse, commander of the 2nd Infantry Regiment of the 23rd Infantry Regiment in Adams Province, should have begun now. I also have a letter from the clergy of Adams to Rev.

Open the sealed bucket, spread the letter paper, and look at the content. It is indeed a handwritten letter from Kruse, because Kruse was transferred from the 12th Army to the 23rd Legion. He is Torres's old subordinate. Torres knows that this Kruze is a fanatical believer of the Holy Empire, so there should be no fake, even if it is a fake. He was the commander of the army, and there were also excuses to make up for the mistake of mobilization of troops without authorization. After weighing it over and over again, Torres closed the letter and flew on his horse. The guards under his opponent shouted, "Go to the religious institute in the city!"

In the quiet street of Cana, the capital of Danbar Province, several slaves were sweeping the streets with brooms. Because it was morning, most of the shops had not yet opened. Suddenly, the sound of horses' hoofs was getting closer and closer came from the distance, and the leading knight loudly reminded: "Emergency military situation, get out of the way!" Then dozens of cavalry rushed over and went straight to the highest administrative department in the city - the religious institute.

"Your Excellency, the news just came that Adams's bandits were unwilling to rule God and rebelled!" As soon as he entered the religious institute, Torres reported loudly.

"What are you talking about? Did you drink too much in the morning? There is a legion in Adams Province. Did a few rioters make your legion grow up? Pastor Dewen asked slowly.

"Sir, Adams Province has indeed rebelled. In addition to the 2nd Infantry Regiment, the 23rd Army is the source of the rebellion! This is a whistleblower sent by my old subordinates, the commander of the 2nd Infantry Regiment.

After reading the letter, Pastor Dewen took a look at Torres and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Ye, I'm sure that I'm trying to discuss with you that the 12th Legion is going to Adams to fight the rebellion. Please report it to the Holy See immediately."

"But is it a little hasty according to a tip letter?"

"Do you think a regimental officer will joke about his future? And what I sent was the confidant I gave him back then, and the messenger is outside. You can summon him at any time. By the way, he also brought you a letter from the local clergy. Torres continued.

"Call him in." The great priest's voice is a little out of tune.

After a morning of conspiracy, Torres and the guards went straight to the 12th Legion station as soon as he left the religious center. Pastor Dewen quickly gathered several clergy, took a few handwritten letters, and sent them out separately.

The 12th Army hastily prepared for an afternoon and rested for the night. The next morning, the whole army started and marched towards the East China Sea Province, and sent messengers to ask the 43rd Cavalry Regiment of the East China Sea Province to support two cavalry regiments and suppress the Adams rebels.

Two days later, in the religious institute of Donghai Province, Clark, the highest officer of Donghai Province, invited the messenger out of the conference room and handed the letter to Cyril, the commander of the 43rd Cavalry Corps. He smiled and said, "Cirill, it's time to make contributions. Such a good job has been delivered to you."

"Hahaha, Mr. Clark, you are joking. The strength of the two cavalry regiments is too small. I plan to send out the whole army to help the commander of Torres be happy early, hahaha!"

"I wish you success."

"Give my order, the 43rd Cavalry Legion, join the 12th Infantry Army and go to Adams together, the messenger, please tell Lord Torres this news." Cyril said with a smile.

"Yes, my lord, I'm waiting for you in the 12th Legion, my lord."

"Gods bless!"

"Gods bless!"

The whole army of the 12th Army on the march has received the news that the 43rd Cavalry Regiment, a brother unit of Donghai Province, will also participate in the war. The advantage is obvious, and the whole army has a happy atmosphere.

"I always thought Cyril was just a playboy, but I didn't expect to lose sight of him. It seems that he is still a very responsible young officer." After listening to the messenger's report, Torres made a faint comment and then ordered: "The second infantry regiment in front of him saw that the friendly cavalry had a better attitude, and immediately reported it to me." A messenger beside him immediately drove out. Torres stood up, walked out of the tent, turned over his horse, and continued to command loudly: "The rest of the whole army is over and continue to move on!" Then the voices came one after another: "Keep moving forward."

"All the group, keep moving forward!"

"Three regiments, move forward!"

Half an hour later, Torres was rushing to the 4th Infantry Regiment of the Guard to inspect the situation of being left behind. He was in a good mood and was joking about interesting things in his hometown with several soldiers.

Suddenly, the sound of horseshoes and swords hit faintly in the distance. Torres climbed up and looked far away, but was stunned by the scene in front of him. The arrow-shaped attack formation composed of a huge cavalry army was like a steel knife that killed the 2nd Infantry Regiment, the front of the 12th Army, and the 3rd Infantry of the 1st Infantry Regiment of the Central Army. The regiment and the 5th Infantry Regiment split in half head-on, and the wailing was getting closer and harsher. The first year that popped up in his mind was: the 12th Legion was over!

The 2nd Infantry Regiment, which was first attacked, is almost alive, and the 5th Infantry Regiment, which is close to the 4th Infantry Regiment, has a little preparation time because of its position. At present, it has not been penetrated and is dying to struggle for final resistance. At this time, the 4th Infantry Regiment was not fully prepared and hurriedly found that The soldiers who are wrong are lining up confusedly, and many soldiers have not yet found their positions.

Torres still doesn't know who attacked him, but based on years of experience, he quickly reorganized the final 4th Infantry Regiment, hoping to resist the impact of the cavalry and save the defeat. However, just as everyone hurriedly lined up, suddenly A rain of arrows completely broke Torres's hope.

Because they stood in an intensive team to resist the cavalry and did not have time to worry about the threat of bows and arrows, most soldiers did not have time to raise their shields. The position of the 4th Infantry Regiment after a round of arrow rain was as spectacular as when thousands of skewers were piled together. Torres was hit by two arrows and was seriously injured and protected by soldiers. However, Nearly 2,000 soldiers of the 4th Infantry Regiment were not so lucky and were booked on the ground.

The whole 12th Army stretches for more than 10 kilometers, and it took half an hour for the 43rd Cavalry to penetrate the 12th Army. At this moment, more than 10 kilometers along the roadside, ghosts and wolves howled, screamed and moaned, and there were corpses and wounded soldiers rolling down the roadside. Several soldiers who escaped quickly were in the body. Trying to find their friends or relatives, they ran away or pretended to be dead when they met the subsequent cavalry. The weather was not hot, so the air was not filled with a fishy smell, but flocks of golden-winged flies had gathered, and more than 20,000 corpses were undoubtedly a big meal for scavengers.

The commander of Torres faced the sky, perhaps because he was unwilling or because he couldn't figure it out. His eyes did not blink, and a golden-winged fly fell on his eyes and gave birth to its offspring.

The commander of Torres became the first high-ranking officer at the legion who was killed in the Holy Empire in the melee of Adams. He died in the chaos, and there is no way to verify how he died. Adams' 43rd Cavalry Corps claimed that Torres was stabbed by his 1st Cavalry Regiment, and historians believe that He was killed by bows and arrows in the chaos.

In any case, the news of Torres' death and the complete destruction of the 12th Legion of the Holy Empire flew around the world like wings and to the holy city of Caen, the capital of the Holy Empire.