Chapter 1608: Ambush Battle

His goal was never to annihilate the Holy Cross Army, given their current troop strength and equipment.

Wiping out this detachment of Holy Cross Army Heavy Cavalry was almost impossible.

Seeing that on the battlefield, the cavalry of Frederick II could no longer maintain a stalemate and showed signs of retreating.

Douglas ordered to pursue the victory!

Frederick II revealed a smile of a conspiracy fulfilled; Little Peter opened his eyes wide, watching the smile Frederick II revealed.

He glanced at the map beside him.

Looking at the current battlefield again, he somewhat understood why Frederick II had deployed his troops in this way.

Frederick II noticed Little Peter's gaze, picked him up, and asked, "Little Peter, what have you seen?"

Little Peter thought for a moment and prophesied, "I think I saw a victory."

"Those Holy Cross Army soldiers are just like silly roe deer, crashing into our ambush circle."

Frederick II rubbed his head, not expecting this little child to be so clever.

However, the Holy Cross Army were not silly roe deer; they would not fall into a trap so easily.

"If the enemy notices and they don't take the bait, then what should we do?" Frederick II asked.

Little Peter scratched his head; he hadn't thought about this question either.

"……I don't know."

Frederick II smiled faintly: "Then let the enemy believe their guess is correct."

On the battlefield, the Holy Cross Army discovered the clues and did not continue the pursuit.

The Prussian Cavalry retreated too quickly; although there were signs of a rout, the unit did not suffer heavy casualties.

They still maintained considerable combat power.

And there was a ravine area ahead.

It was highly likely that an ambush existed!

Thinking of this, the Holy Cross Army Heavy Cavalry did not attack rashly.

Seeing this, Frederick II sighed and rubbed his hands; he hadn't expected that the backup plan prepared by Ling Chen, whom he followed, would actually come in handy.

Luring the enemy deep had failed.

The troops already lying in ambush seemed to be venting their anger; under the command of Frederick II, they exposed themselves and attacked the Holy Cross Army, who were barely within range.

The crossbow bolts from the crossbowmen rained down, causing no damage to the Holy Cross Army at all.

To the Holy Cross Army, the exposed ambushers posed no threat.

Seeing the Prussian ambushers make such a venting attack, Douglas gave a cold laugh.

No matter how many ambushers were exposed, they posed no danger to them; the Holy Cross Army was now only five hundred meters away from the Prussian Army.

The Prussian ambushers were right in the ravine.

This was simply an excellent opportunity to attack.

Douglas directly ordered: "Attack, kill all these Prussian troops."

The Holy Cross Army launched a charge from the hills toward the Prussian ambushers in the ravine.

The Holy Cross Army charging down from the hills looked simply unstoppable; the five hundred meters were covered in the blink of an eye, and the Long Spears in the hands of the Holy Cross Army cavalry were about to harvest the lives of the Prussian troops.

Just at this moment.

Countless Longyan troops appeared abruptly throughout the hills.

Seeing these suddenly appearing Longyan troops, Douglas was bewildered and at a loss.

A huge doubt surfaced in his mind: why was there still an ambush, and where did these ambushers come from?

He had no time to think; the moment he saw the Longyan troops, the thought of retreating immediately arose.

The combat power of the Longyan troops was far stronger than that of the Prussian Army.

Although the Longyan troops currently lacked Weaponry and Equipment and had no supplies, these Longyan people were always able to erupt with astonishing combat power under limited conditions.

Douglas did not hesitate at all and issued the order to retreat.

But it was already too late.

With the coordination between the Longyan troops and the Prussian Army, the retreat route could not be said to be completely blocked, but there was no retreat to speak of.

"Break through!" Douglas shouted coldly.

Under his command, the Holy Cross Army formed a cavalry formation and attacked to break through.

Relying on their strong defensive power, and coupled with the fact that the Longyan troops lacked firearms and could only attack with Crossbows.

The Holy Cross Army relied on their thick-skinned, durable nature to break out of the ambush circle.

After the Holy Cross Army paid a heavy price, they finally broke out of the encirclement.

Douglas looked at the few troops remaining behind him, his face terrifyingly gloomy.

Every one of these cavalrymen was precious beyond measure.

But now, quite a few had been lost in this wave of ambushes by the Prussian Army.

Douglas turned his head to look at the encirclement he had broken out of and let out a heavy breath; although unwilling, he could only retreat.

……

At this time, America.

Small Tavern.

Having experienced the previous turmoil, the Small Tavern had not encountered a crisis again.

The reputation of Ausilige was still somewhat useful.

In order to understand the attitude of Longyan City, Richard had sent out Wan Shang.

Fang Dalong, however, stayed behind.

Qin Zhangfeng was still secretly training the troops, and that French man who collapsed in the Small Tavern had not yet woken up.

It is still impossible to determine who among the Indians is the mole.

But everything has returned to a state of calm.

In the Small Tavern, inside the ward specially set up for Deng En, the medical attendant watched Deng En's fingers move slightly, and immediately after, Deng En slowly opened his eyes.

Deng En looked blankly at the simple room around him; it did not have much decoration, but it had a pungent and unpleasant medicinal smell, and sitting beside him was a woman he had never seen before.

This woman had exquisite features, but she was not French; she looked like an Indian.

But looking at her temperament, she did not look at all like those Indians who once lived in the jungle.

But seeing Deng En wake up, a smile immediately bloomed on the medical attendant's face, and she ran while shouting: "He's awake, he's awake!"

Her call quickly attracted Fang Dalong, who was resting with his eyes closed in the Small Tavern.

Fang Dalong opened his eyes abruptly and looked toward the sound; it was the medical attendant he had assigned to the unconscious person.

Hearing the medical attendant's shout, Fang Dalong was stunned for a moment, then instantly came back to his senses... he is awake.

Deng En was still in a daze, and Fang Dalong immediately brought people over.

In order not to leak the matter of Deng En, Fang Dalong did not notify those still training at the Underground Arena.

Deng En looked at the people who came, and they were all people he did not recognize.

"Who are you, and where is the Indian who saved me?"

Fang Dalong looked at him solemnly and did not answer his question, but instead asked: "Who are you, and why did you come here?"

Deng En saw the people behind Fang Dalong.

Knowing that he might not be able to get past this if he did not answer, he could only say: "My name is Deng En, a private investigator from the Armis Agency; shouldn't this be the base camp of the Indians?"

"I was being hunted by the Sheriff and came here to seek asylum."

After Deng En finished speaking, he looked at Fang Dalong and asked: "What about you, who are you people!"

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