The First Vampire - Chapter 199

Chapter 199: 199 Breakdown_1

Translator: 549690339

The veterans who have fought in wars know that defeat isn’t a slow process, it’s something that happens abruptly.

Victory is not about annihilating the enemy completely, in fact, it’s about disrupting the enemy’s organization, then the defeat naturally ensues.

This is the meaning behind the saying “defeat is like a landslide”.

Experienced generals understand that once the frontline troops collapse, sending reinforcement troops might seem like the right idea, but, in actuality, it is the most foolish decision.

Because the collapsing front-line forces would break up the organization of the reinforcing troops, leading to a defeat as swift and massive as an avalanche.

This is why feigned retreats to lure the enemy is rarely seen in real-life tactics.

Unless one has absolute confidence in their command skills and their warriors’ loyalty, most leaders wouldn’t dare to use this strategy, as one misstep could turn a feigned defeat into a real prostration.

So, when Colin saw the action of the Troll infantry, he almost burst out laughing.

The prince Okamoto seems like a smart person, so how could he become so foolish in the battlefield?

Actually, this isn’t strange at all.

Zhao Kuo was also well-versed in military strategy and was considered superior even to Lian Po, and before his defeat at the Battle of Maicheng, Ma Su, was gifted enough to earn the respect of Zhuge Liang.

But the real battlefield is a brutal mirror that reveals all, whether you are a human or a ghost, whether you have talent or not, one trial will reveal the truth.

At this moment, Colin even thought that his original plan might have been too cautious

The current situation on the battlefield also did not go against Colin’s expectations, the retreating wolf cavalry completely broke up the formation of the infantry who were supporting from the rear.

Even though many troll commanders saw the problem, it was already too late to prevent the chaos from happening.

This was a perfect example of how an incapable general can lead to the death of his whole army.

Upon witnessing this scenario, Colin, who was leading the charge, immediately lifted the Blade of Judgment high over his head, continually urged his war horse, and roared loudly:

“Kill, kill them all!”

The heavy armoured cavalry behind him also echoed: “Kill, kill, kill ”

This bloodthirsty cry spread throughout the army, shaking the universe, soaring into the heavens, and even drowning out the rumble of horses’ hooves for a moment.

The brutal and wild heavy cavalry of the Black Knights, like fast-moving monsters of steel, surged forward, charging towards the troll army’s formation.

The fleeing wolf cavalry, at this moment, acted like the vanguard of the Black Knights, helping them to scatter the formation of the troll army.

In the midst of the chaos, the troll front-line infantry were simply unable to form any solid shield wall, the few arrows shot haphazardly by the archers from the back row could not inflict significant damage on the heavy cavalry.

The troll army was already struck by a chilling horror before the enemy arrived, many troll soldiers simply followed the Wolf Cavalry to flee backward.

Amidst spreading panic, the troll’s front-line troops had completely lost their formation.

Boom!

With a loud sound, the heavy cavalry of the Black Knight army had already crashed along with their horses into the formation of the troll army.

Countless troll soldiers were hurled about like toy puppets under this powerful impact which weighed up to several tons.

The bone-breaking sounds and splattering blood made the scene particularly horrifying.

The Black Knight’s heavy cavalry, like gruesome, steel monsters, ruthlessly pierced into the flank of the troll army and rapidly advanced deeper in.

They were unstoppable, row after row of troll soldiers, were trampled upon like scarecrows by the bulling heavy cavalry, amidst the bloody mist, either being struck until their bones and muscles torn apart, or being trampled to a pulp.

Where the eight hundred heavy cavalry of the Black Knights passed through, only a frightful bloody mess was left behind, the sight of which resembled a visit to Hell.

As if a scene from a year prior had replayed, the Black Knights engraved this nightmarish memory deeply into the Trolls’ minds with a bloody rainstorm.

Colin personally proved that numbers are not the key to victory on the battlefield.

Eight hundred iron cavalry could indeed crush an army of a hundred thousand.

By this point in the battle, all suspense had completely dissipated.

Following the wide gap torn open by the heavy cavalry, the light cavalry of the Dark Cavalry swarmed up, chasing after the troll soldiers who had already turned tail and run.

The sound of horse hooves, battle cries, chilling screams, distressing moans all within a radius of over ten kilometers, were completely enveloped by the symphony of war.

At this time, no troll commander could prevent the defeat from happening.

Anyone who stood in the path of the Dark Cavalry’s iron hooves would be submerged in this dark current.

Prince Okamoto stared blankly at all this, as if he had become completely dumbfounded.

He couldn’t understand at all how the battle could suddenly turn into this state.

An army of a hundred thousand, a hundred thousand strong!

In front of the Dark Cavalry, how could they become so frail and collapse so easily?

At this moment, Prince Okamoto suddenly understood somewhat why his father had appeared so helpless in front of Marquis Garcia.

It seemed, he really couldn’t be blamed.

Dark Cavalry

Were they destined to become a nightmare that the trolls could never get rid of?

For a moment, all ambition, glory, and wealth seemed to move away from Prince Okamoto.

In his despair, he abruptly drew the long sword from his hand, ready to slash his own neck.

“Your Highness! You can’t die yet!” The bodyguard beside him grabbed the sword from Prince Okamoto’s hand, and yelled with all his might, “Your Highness! You always said that death is merely the deliverance of a coward, while enduring humiliation and living on, looking for opportunities for revenge, is the decision of a hero!”

Prince Okamoto was stunned.

The screams of pain suddenly seemed to recede, and the bloody scene before his eyes became blurred.

For a moment, he remembered the scene when he had knelt in front of Duke St. Hilde in Winterfell City and begged for peace reconciliation.

Suddenly, Prince Okamoto found peace.

Yes, he had knelt once before,

So, what harm in kneeling again?

So, Prince Okamoto threw away the long sword in his hand, straightened his military uniform, took the banner from the flag bearer’s hand, then raised his head and puffed out his chest, looking in the direction from which the Dark Cavalry was striking.

Unfortunately, even the bravery of the commander could not alter the situation of the army’s defeat.

The trolls could no longer organize any effective resistance at this point. The rushing Black Cavalry had spread to the heart of the Troll Army’s position.

In despair, most of the defeated trolls ran backwards, but how could they possibly escape the cavalry’s chase?

More troll soldiers knelt and surrendered, but they seemed to have forgotten how the Dark Cavalry had treated the trolls who had surrendered last time.

However, in order to reduce unnecessary resistance, Colin still ordered the capture of troll prisoners.

Leaving his men to clean up the battlefield and deal with the aftermath, Colin led a team of guards towards the direction of the troll command flag.

Before Colin could get close, Prince Okamoto deftly dismounted, holding the commander’s flag and quickly walking a few steps.

Then, he suddenly threw the flag on the ground, followed by his entire body, prostrated on the ground in a character-shaped position, and loudly said:

“Great Viscount Angler, your most loyal servant greets you!”