Chapter 290 The Conspiracy of Magic Bomb

"The army slows down the speed of retreat! March to rectify!" Bernan's order was conveyed by the messengers.

The slightly messy queue gradually shrinks.

The discharge of the two wings of the army of Campos has long been out of the ranks of withdrawal and disappeared.

"*! The other side's cavalry is slaughtering soldiers stranded on the battlefield! The Missyrian infantry is one kilometer behind our army!" The messenger sweated and reported the intelligence of the reconnaissance force to Bernan.

"The whole army will advance another miles and prepare to meet the enemy!" Bai Nan died, and there was a trace of joy in his heart. It seems that Phoenix is less than Gu Biqi. The other party does not have excellent military talents and is brought into its own combat rhythm. The Missouri army seems to suffer heavy losses.

"Full speed!" The messenger rode a horse and was interspersed in the dragon queue.

"Are you from Missil?" A Missyri cavalry came to the tightly bound "Dragon Soldier".

"I'm the captain of the city guard in Cabinris!" The soldier who was questioned was covered with black and gray and said with difficulty. Just now, he hid under the bodies of his comrades-in-arms and escaped magic attacks, but the flame temperature of the prison fire meteor was extremely high, and he had been burned by the heat all over. We are all prisoners of the Long Teng army..."

After saying that, the captured soldier fainted, and the cavalry frowned and rode to their captain.

"What?" Hurley clenched his fist with his right hand and hit the wall fiercely. Is it a conspiracy of Bernan? Then the pursuing Missiri troops are likely to have been ambushed!

"Damn it! Contact them with communication crystals! Let them withdraw quickly!" Hurley quickly died.

Soon, the messenger sent back the news.

"Your excellency! The front troops have already fought with the Longteng army!"

"What location?" Hurley asked.

Someone immediately presented a strategic map.

"Here!" The messenger quickly pointed out.

"Hmm! Is Bernan confused? Do you want to lead our army to the trap trenches prepared in advance? Doesn't he know that we have found it there a long time ago? Hurley snorted coldly.

"No! They should know!" Hurley was shocked. They should have known for a long time, otherwise, they would not have destroyed the detection equipment of the Magic Research Association! Now that he knows that he has detected the setting of the trap trench, what else does Bainan do with this area?

Heli thought hard and couldn't get a result.

The messenger was sweating anxiously. The other party had a premeditated plan. The army of Missil is in crisis. The superior should not be so indecisive. "Your Excellency, please die as soon as possible!"

Heli was interrupted, and his heart was a little depressed. He took a cold look at the messenger, which made the other party trembling.

"Order the withdrawal of troops!" Hurley left a sentence and walked down the wall.

"Withdraw the army?" Missiri* sat on the horse, and the team was scattered by the sudden dragon army! This team had been lurking on both sides of the other's army, and suddenly attacked when the two armies had just met, taking Missiri's forward troops off guard.

"Has the second prince arranged the retreat route and reinforcement wings?" Missiri asked seriously, looking at the battlefield ahead. Although the other party's ambush was unexpected, it did not bring too many casualties to his army!

"Report to the general! The only news from the headquarters is the withdrawal of troops! His Royal Highness has no other arrangements!" The messenger replied quickly.

"Hmm! This second prince knows nothing! I was the only one who came forward to chase the enemy, and there were no reinforcements to cover the other party. How can I fight this battle? Missiri* scolded angrily, "Do he think it's a textbook case? Such a child's play!"

"Order the whole army to shrink its defenses and prepare to withdraw!" Missiri* commands loudly.

"How many people do you think? It turned out to be just hundreds of thousands of small bastards!" Campas rode to Bainan's side. The 13th Army had successfully completed the ambush mission and joined forces to attack the other. The two armies in front of him were handed over, and the 13th Army was stuck in several Missili queues, making it impossible for the other's troops to form mutual assistance.

"Flies are still meat no matter how small they are!" Lin Yingsu said with a smile that if according to the plan, the army will never fight head-on with the other party. As long as the magic bomb buried in the ground takes away more than 100,000 of them, it will be enough to shock the other party's military heart. However, he did not expect that the other party only sent two groups of troops to chase and kill the Longteng army as a poor bandit!

This person who commands the army is really stupid!

The original plan was changed to encircle and annihilate the entire Missile enemy!

Bernan smiled. Without Gubitchi's Missil army, there was no way to advance or retreat, and the attack was not fierce. Gubitchi had been on the heads of the Missiri generals for too long. What they lacked was excellent generals who could make their own decisions!

"Pay attention to the rhythm of attack and don't push them too hard!" Bernan ordered.

The counterattack of the Missiri army is getting weaker and weaker, and the whole army is like a guilty young man. Although the waving fist is still threatening, it shrinks when fighting!

"It seems that the Missil army is planning to withdraw!" Ansbudar stood on a hillside and said with a smile, "The messenger! Inform Bernan* that there are traces of retreat from the Missouri army!"

"Yes!"

Misiri* is also full of bitter water. The military establishment of Missile is very different from that of Longteng's army. Its own * hand is tens of thousands less than the other party's * troops. Suddenly, it is really uncomfortable to command 400,000 troops. I want to be more comfortable than the other party's Bainan* to command 700,000 troops. More than enough, I'm already overstretched!

It is impossible to command such a large-scale battle by naked eye observation alone, and the war reports compiled by the staff department make their heads too big. The data are too complicated to analyze the war situation at all. Even if they want to retreat now, there is no good strategy.

Few of their * and major generals can help. They are commanding local battles. This general retreat strategy still needs to be decided by themselves. The increasingly detailed death data shows that the attack intensity of the Longteng army is rising. Is this still a force that has fought three battles a day? Are they made of iron?

Of course, the soldiers of the Long Teng Army are not beaten by iron! Bainan's command is orderly, and the whole staff is also nervously putting forward effective strategic strategies. Many young major generals have exerted their excellent military literacy and fought well in local battles, which is also inseparable from Bainan's usual teaching.

The tired warriors were replaced, the Long Teng army advanced and retreated moderately, and its combat effectiveness remained in a stable state.

In contrast, the Missili side was far away from Longteng's army at the beginning. After a long-distance attack, its physical strength has decreased by at least half. Before the army was complete, it was against the Longteng troops that were waiting for battle. The other side charged, and the front troops collapsed. The sneak attack of the other side's ambush was constantly interspersed, separating the front troops. The follow-up troops of the Longteng army increased their attacks, encroached on all the vanguard troops within 20 minutes, and merged with the ambush to jointly attack the Missil army!

When the news of the withdrawal came from Phoenix, the best time to retreat was five minutes late. If the Missiri army turned around and ran away, the loss would be even worse than now!

Missiri* threw a lot of war reports to the ground fiercely, "Retreat the rear troops first! The receiving troops are responsible for blocking the enemy's pursuit! Procrastinate the enemy for ten minutes! Even if you fight to the end, stand it!"

The 300,000 troops behind Missiri began to slowly withdraw. There were too many people and were not prepared to attack. Many follow-up troops had just run to the combat position and began to retreat. The queue suddenly became chaotic. The death data caused by stepping alone was as high as 400!

"*! News came from Ansbudar* that the enemy's rear troops began to retreat!" The summoner ran to Bernan and said.

"Good!" Bernan was a little excited, and **'s war horse also hit two noses.

"The reconnaissance troops are ordered to follow behind the enemy, all the communication crystals are turned on, and the communication troops will report to me at any time! Command the attacking troops to launch the attack surface! Annihilate the remaining troops of the other side! Ansbudal* was ordered to lead the 42nd Army to detour to the rear of the enemy's front troops and assist the attack troops to work together to surround and kill the enemy! There will be no prisoners in this battle!" Bernan gave a loud order.

"Yes!"

"*! I found the tail in the back!" The messenger rode a horse to catch up with Missirie*.

"Bainan is very ambitious! I want to annihilate our army! Humph! How about the rear blocking force?

"It has been besieged, and the news came from Li * and Huang *, so that * can rest assured to retreat. They fought to the end and fought to the last soldier..."

Misiri* clenched the reins, "The whole army will speed up the march and return to Phoenix within 20 minutes!"

Boom! Boom! Two explosions, there was a riot in front of the team, and the advancing team was stagnant.

"*! It's a magic bomb!" A major general rode to the front troops.

"Didn't we bypass each other's trap?" Missy* said angrily.

"*! It's a remote control magic bomb! They are in ambush!" The major general's face was pale, and he thought that the other party was setting up an ambush when he pretended to withdraw.

"Damn Bernan! This coward who can only play tricks! The whole army continues to march! Don't delay the speed! The other party can't set up so many bombs! The army can't stay!"

In the rear of the Missouri army, 80,000 Missiri troops blocked the Longteng army, and now there are only more than 50,000 people left. They are surrounded and have not been able to break through the army. Just five minutes have passed, and they have not completed the task.

Bai Nan looked at the picture sent back by the reconnaissance team and shouted, "All of them detonated!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...

The ground trembled. Because it was close to the explosion point, the Longteng soldiers clearly felt that the ground shook fiercely!

The Missiri soldiers who shouldered the blocking mission were shocked by this noise. That was the retreating rear troops. What's wrong?

"Ah!" A Missiri soldier was stabbed in the throat. Just now, he was stunned and was killed by Longteng soldiers who had the opportunity to take advantage of it! Several Missiri soldiers fell one after another. The Missiri soldiers did not have time to think. After two minutes, they could break through.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The two armies recovered from the shock of just a moment, and a more fierce battle began.