Bikart suddenly fell to his knees on the ground, and he howled crazily: "I surrender, I surrender, don't kill me, don't kill me, I surrender...I, I, I am Bikart Hua

Tes surrendered, surrendered..."

Inger's long sword stopped in the air blankly. He looked at Bikart's armor and the badge symbolizing the commander of the Jaguar Legion, one of the Five Beast Legions. He didn't dare to send a letter and muttered:

"Surrender? Oh my god, have you really surrendered? The five beasts of the Vante Empire have surrendered?"

Over there, five hundred Jaguar soldiers who were still fighting bloody battles heard Bicart shouting for surrender. They were all stunned, and all the swords in their hands stopped. Surrender? Surrender. Did you hear that right? Did you hear that right...

As soon as they were in a daze, more than two hundred Jaguar soldiers fell under the sword of Luke's soldier. A third-level bronze knight howled crazily: "Bikater, I a**... I'll fuck your whole family."

." He cried bitterly and roared: "Brothers, retreat. This man is not worthy of our fighting anymore."

The remaining less than 300 Jaguar soldiers jumped into the river nearby, and suddenly a circle of blood appeared in the river. They swam down and floated along the fast river.

One hundred and thirteen Bikart's bodyguard knights knelt on the ground and surrendered. Inger proudly looked at Bikart kneeling in front of him and laughed crazily: "Hahahahahahaha,

Brothers, have you seen it? The legion commander of the Vant Empire. This is the legion commander of the Vant Empire. Is this the Vant soldier who claims to rather die in battle than to be a prisoner? Hahaha... He actually turned to me.

Kneel down."

One of his knights walked over and reported in a low voice: "Sir, more than 5,300 of our soldiers were killed in the battle, and more than 900 were seriously injured. There were no minor injuries."

Inger's wild laughter stopped abruptly. He looked at his subordinates blankly and asked: "More than 5,300 people were killed in battle? Are you kidding me? Their archers were shot to death in the first burst of arrows.

Most of the pikemen are also dead, damn, tell me, how many casualties did we have?"

The knight was sweating profusely and replied: "Sir, more than 5,300 people were killed in the battle, more than 900 were seriously injured, and there were no minor injuries."

Inger stared blankly at the corpses scattered all over the ground. Most of those scattered corpses were his own soldiers, the most elite warriors of his Kingdom of Luke. He whispered: "Oh my God, but

I only killed a few people in one meal. What kind of soldiers are these?"

Bicart carefully kept his smile: "Sir, I, I, I didn't kill any of your soldiers."

Inger knelt down and looked at Bicart carefully for a long time. After a long time, he asked: "Tell me, are you really the commander of the Jaguar Army?"

Bikart knelt on the ground and said with a flattering smile: "Yes, yes, sir, really, I really am Bikart, the commander of the Jaguar Army. I, I..."

Ingle was silent for a while, and suddenly he hit Bikart hard on the mouth with his fist. Bikart fell on his back, and then his big teeth spurted out. Yingger stood up and looked at Bikart with disdain.

He said in a dark voice: "You are the commander of the Jaguar Legion? Huh, is the king of the Vant Empire stupid? Let you be the commander of the regiment?... It's really not worth it, it's really not worth it, more than two thousand soldiers killed me

There are more than 5,000 elites, and 300 of them escaped. Hey, it's really not worth it. Such warriors are actually under your command."

Ying Geer looked up to the sky and sighed: "If I had an army of 300,000 men like this, I could expand the territory of my principality a hundred times."

Rockart's long sigh was heard from afar: "If our Three Kingdoms Alliance has millions of troops like this, we can unify the entire continent. Inger, my old friend, what do you think?"

Ying Geer smiled miserably as he looked at Rockart who was running towards him, pointed at the tragic stab wound on his face, and said with a ferocious smile: "Of course, of course, you know, this is a fifth-level bronze knight left for me.

Yes, hahaha, fifth-level bronze knight, damn, I just lost my mind for a moment."

Rockart silently pointed at Jinke who had his left arm cut off and was walking over with support. Inger stared blankly at Jinke who had lost his left arm and looked gray, and suddenly laughed: "Hahahaha, no.

No, no, I just got scratched... Rockart, old friend, what are you going to do next? This coward, this piece of trash, is the commander of the Jaguar Legion."

Rockart smiled sinisterly: "That's enough. We can use him to attract many people from the Jaguar Legion. We can annihilate the Jaguar Legion one by one. We can ask him to order the Jaguar Legion to put down their weapons. Hahahahaha, as long as we kill the Jaguar Legion,

Are we still afraid that the Fante Empire will not withdraw its troops?"

Ingle laughed wildly, and then, they simultaneously heard the huge sound of fighting coming from the lower reaches of the river. After a while, a bloody Knight Luke ran over on horseback madly. He got off the horse while rolling and crawling, and knelt down.

He fell to the ground and started wailing: "Sir, sir, hurry up and send reinforcements. Those Fante people are crazy. They have an army of 20,000. They beat us to the point where the 40,000 brothers who intercepted them can't hold their heads up. It's just a meal."

During this time, they broke through four of our defense lines in a row. Sir, we can't stand it any longer."

Rockart and Inger took a long breath, looked at each other, and were speechless...
Chapter completed!